It's You, Then: The Peony Pavilion!

Hastily, hurriedly!

Why was it always like this on the wedding night?

The Cloud Dragon Emperor had been continuously trembling the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Residence. Chen Luo had no choice but to run out, only to learn that Maternal Granduncle had summoned him. He hurriedly greeted Chen Xuan and his senior brothers and sisters, then followed Jianjia away from the Origin Sea toward Wutong Forest.

Meanwhile, in the Underworld.

The Qilin Emperor's face was deathly pale. He looked up at the profound sky of the Underworld, took a drag of his smoke, and exhaled.

Shangguan Wan'er gazed at the Qilin Emperor worriedly. "Your Majesty, are you all right?"

The Qilin Emperor shook his head. "I'm fine!"

"I just never expected something like this to happen!"

Shangguan Wan'er frowned slightly. "Is there no way to solve it?"

The Qilin Emperor rose and paced out onto the palace balcony. Resting his hands on the railing, he gazed into the distance. Only after a long while did he say, "Buddhism truly gets worse with every generation!"

"The Azure Dragon Emperor has done all he could!"

"At present, the only person who might resolve this predicament is Xiao Luo!"

"King of Fengdu?" An image surfaced in Shangguan Wan'er's mind—that of a man who wore a perpetually bitter expression while eating earth dragons every day.

Central Bhadrapala Pure Land.

"Alas..."

Dizang Tathagata lay on his back atop the roof of the Great Hero Hall, gazing at the sky of the Underworld as well.

"This matter... sigh... my Buddhist sect..."

"The Great Dao's home has been broken into. What can we do..."

"Alas... forget it. I'll go discuss it with them..."

"Hm? They all chanted sutras together today without calling me..."

"Come to think of it, I've been lying here for three days. Has