Xiong Meng and Yang Chan knew each other. Quite apart from Yang Chan taking up a post in the Heavenly Emperor Palace after the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, the two had stayed in the same military camp back when King Wu marched against the tyrant Zhou. Xiong Meng therefore thought it knew Yang Chan fairly well.
Yang Chan had succumbed to mortal longing and even borne a mortal's child? What a joke. She was no fool. Why would she follow the same old path as her mother, unless... someone had schemed against her too?
But Yang Chan worked under the Heavenly Emperor. Who would dare scheme against her, and who could manage it? Clearly, then, all of this was false.
Seeing Xiong Meng's skeptical expression, Chenxiang hurried to explain, "Great Immortal, it's true! My mother really is Yang Chan. It's because she succumbed to mortal longing that Erlang Shen has imprisoned her beneath Mount Hua. Erlang Shen doesn't dare let this get out. He's afraid my mother will implicate him and cost him his official hat."
Xiong Meng was even less convinced. Was he talking about Yang Jian? Why did it sound more like Li Jing to me?
"Fellow Daoist, I can vouch for him. Everything he said is true. He really is Yang Chan's son. My sister is good friends with his mother, and she watched him grow up," Ao Chun told Xiong Meng.
At Ao Chun's words, Xiong Meng frowned, confusion beginning to stir within it. Could... they be telling the truth? But if so, why did His Majesty order me down to the mortal world to save them? Shouldn't he have told me to arrest them and take them up to heaven instead?
Xiong Meng could not make sense of it.
It looked around, pondered for