Ripples Stir in Yuyu Heaven

In Nine Nether, without the power of a Half-step Golden Immortal, entering was easy but leaving was hard. Even with an investiture artifact condensed from the Nine Nether laws that could temporarily transform one into a yin soul, Shi Xuan still spent quite some time passing through the Nine Nether Barrier aboard the Other Shore Boat. Only after the time it took for an incense stick to burn did he return to the Netherworld of Yuyu Heaven along the Yellow Springs.

During that wait, Meng Nishang remained as cool and composed as ever, without the slightest concern. Since the Divine Emperor had already acted to rescue Goddess of Fortune, it showed that Shi Xuan had held a great advantage and placed Rakshasa Divine Lord in grave danger. Naturally, his own life was no longer at risk. Moreover, for at least the next thousand years, the Divine Emperor would not allow Rakshasa Divine Lord to press forward aggressively, advancing step by step. Seeking stability through struggle was true stability.

As Other Shore Boats emerged from the void one after another and sailed into the Yellow Springs, Shi Xuan sat upright at the bow. The gloomy, icy aura around him gradually faded, restoring his usual mild and transcendent appearance. No matter how unconcerned Meng Nishang had been, a trace of relief still rose from the depths of her heart. She nodded lightly in greeting. Cold Mirror Heavenly Sovereign smiled and teased, "Congratulations on your triumphant return, True Lord Shi."

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger, in human form, was rather annoyed that it had failed to kill Goddess of Fortune. It simply transformed into the Vermilion Small Gourd and flew back into Shi Xuan's Primordial Spirit. Nine Spirits, who rather resembled a fool, burst into hearty laughter. "Who would've thought that I, Nine Spirits,