At the ancestral home of the Apricot Blossom Alley Ma Family, the golden armored divine person, having toured the entire town, returned to the courtyard. Strange enough, such a mighty true god had traveled everywhere, yet no one had noticed him.
Young Man Ma Kuxuan squatted on the steps outside the door. At the sight of the golden armored divine person, his face filled with hope. The Zhenwu Mountain Military Strategist cultivator asked, "How was it?"
The divine person wore a suit of golden armor, his treasure-like appearance solemn and majestic. His lips moved slightly, but Ma Kuxuan could not hear a word. He anxiously looked toward the sword cultivator inside, who sighed. "He says your grandmother committed too many sins in life. Before she died, her Three Souls and Seven Spirits had already become like her body, like a candle flame flickering in the wind at the end of its wick. So after your grandmother died, even her life soul rotted away along with the rest. This town is also unlike other places—it naturally repels Ghosts and Yin creatures. That is why he could not find any remnant of your grandmother's soul."
Ma Kuxuan's face twisted savagely. He raised his head and roared at the Divine General, "I don't care what method you use! Go find my grandmother's soul and bring it back!"
The Zhenwu Mountain sword cultivator's expression changed drastically. Fearing that Ma Kuxuan would anger this true god surnamed Yin, he was just about to stop the youth when, for some reason, the golden armored divine person spoke in the orthodox official language of East Treasure Bottle Continent. "It is not that I will not do it, but that I truly cannot."
After saying this, the majestic Divine General shrouded in golden radiance looked toward the Zhenwu