Meng Chuan did not really need anyone's thanks. He did not care much about it.
If those thanks came with something tangible, though, forget he had said anything.
As for Yaoyao's grandfather, Yaoyao and the others were unwilling to accept his condition. They were worried about him, too.
"Is there no way for you to stay clearheaded all the time, Grandpa?" Monster asked. "Uncle Saint Master's Domains are powerful. Maybe he has a way."
"Couldn't I do it if I joined forces with Uncle Saint Master?"
"No." Monster's grandfather shook his head and pointed to the thickest of the many chains wrapped around the Star Coffin.
"That Mother Gold grew out of my body. It came from the Yang World and harbors a great terror. Runes carved by a Supreme expert cover it," Yaoyao's grandfather said. "It's also the root of what's wrong with my body."
"It wasn't so large before."
"There's no way to resolve it completely in the Lesser Netherworld."
The ten of them looked at the Mother Gold. They could all feel the surging aura of the Yang World pouring from it. Its pressure was immense, and its abundant yang energy left them deeply uncomfortable.
They did not know the details, but Yaoyao and the others knew it had to be agonizing.
Mother Gold had grown inside a living being, and it was still growing.
Without a doubt, it was drawing on Yaoyao's grandfather's life energy to nourish itself.
As it grew, it eroded every part of his body.
Just imagining that pain sent a chill down their spines.
Silence fell.
"Is there really no way..." Monster murmured, searching for an answer.
Just then, Meng Chuan's voice sounded in Earth’s Core, offering Yaoyao a reminder.
"The Nine Secret: Bing."
"Uncle Ling!" Monster cried as realization dawned. "Can