Night Mulberry

Li Chaoxue was taken aback upon hearing this, then gave a wry smile:

"What Daozi says is quite true, but although the world is vast, there are not many places we, as Rogue Cultivator of the Purple Mansion, can go. We two originally..."

Seeing that she was going off on a tangent, Ni Polu finally couldn't help but shake his head, slamming his spiked club into the air, creating a ripple.

He ignored the warning look from Li Chaoxue and went straight to Su Yao, cupping his fists in greeting:

"Daozi, I, Lao Ni, am a rough man and don't mince words. You must have already met that Kuiwu True Person from the Red Rock Zhao Household. Our injuries are, in a way, related to this Kuiwu True Person. It's fate that we bumped into you today, Daozi, so I'll venture to warn you—this Kuiwu True Person may seem amiable, but his methods are completely different from his appearance. We were wrong to trust him before. He has an ambiguous relationship with the Lake God of Cibi Lake. Knowing that you also had a dirty affair with the Lake God of Cibi Lake, I came to warn you."

Seeing that he had spoken in full, Li Chaoxue frowned, but ultimately did not interrupt. Only after Ni Polu finished speaking did she gently twirl her long sword, causing a thin layer of frost to condense on the blade before quietly dissipating.

Su Yao was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

He had assumed that these two, like the various factions that came to offer their congratulations, had come with ulterior motives.

The burly man spoke crudely yet frankly, and the woman, though injured, remained neither humble nor arrogant; when she mentioned Kuiwu and the Lake God of Cibi Lake, a flash of hatred was clearly visible between her brows.

"Our Qixia Temple has established a branch here, adjacent to Cibi Lake. In the future, we will certainly have dealings with the Red Rock Zhao Household. If Fellow Daoist Ni's words were to spread, I'm afraid they would displease the Kuiwu True Person and the Lake God of Cibi Lake."

"Whether he's fast or slow, what does it matter to me?" Ni Polu snorted. "I've been tricked by him, and my cultivation will definitely not improve by an inch in three hundred years. Can't I even speak the truth? Besides, someone like Daozi, even if I don't say anything, will eventually see through my fortuitous opportunity currying favor."

These words were quite blunt, which startled Su Yao for a moment, before he chuckled.

This person is honest and straightforward, yet also cunning; and within that cunning lies a frankness.

Li Chaoxue stood to the side, speechless, but with a helpless smile on her face.

"Since Fellow Daoist Ni is so frank, I, Su, will not beat around the bush either." Su Yao's smile faded, and he said seriously, "You two are seriously injured, and it is not advisable for you to stay in the Great Void for long. If you trust me, why don't you go to Golden Ao Mountain to rest for a few days and recuperate?"

Li Chaoxue and Ni Polu exchanged a glance, a hint of struggle flashing in their eyes.

Finally, Li Chaoxue gently shook her head:

"We appreciate Daozi's kindness, but at this critical juncture, it's truly not wise to get too involved."

Upon hearing this, Su Yao stopped insisting.

He understood that both of them had their own concerns, so he nodded slightly and said:

"In that case, please make yourselves at home. If you have some free time in the future, you are welcome to visit Golden Ao Mountain. Although we don't have any particularly good tea, it will be enough to quench your thirst."

"With Daozi's words, I, Old Ni, will remember this door." Ni Polu grinned, then helped Li Chaoxue up, his figure swayed slightly, and then transformed into two long rainbows, disappearing in an instant.

Not far after the two left, they concealed themselves again with Subterranean Water. Then, Li Chaoxue looked at Ni Polu beside her:

"More than twenty years ago, the opponent was only at the Foundation Establishment. Now, if you and I were to face him, I'm afraid we would have no chance of winning."

Before Ni Polu could speak, she sighed again:

"Alas, if I hadn't been unaware of what had happened in Longchuan, causing you gentlemen to engage in a magical duel that has lasted for over a decade without a resolution, leaving me unable to return home and fearing that one of you might casually wipe me out with a wave of your hand, I could have simply hidden in my Jasper Palace. What could those two possibly do to me?"

Ni Polu, standing to the side, also sighed:

"You're alright. My cave abode was not far from the border Luchuan and Longchuan. It was immediately crushed by the adults' aura. Luckily, I wasn't in my cave abode when the adults were fighting, otherwise..."

Upon hearing this, both of them sighed repeatedly.

Su Yao gazed thoughtfully in the direction the two had left, then looked towards a spot not far away:

"Since you two messengers from the underworld have arrived, why don't you sit in the mountains and enjoy a cup of tea?"

After he finished speaking, there was no response for a long time.

Seeing this, Su Yao frowned and raised his voice slightly:

"You two, are you perhaps planning to go and invite them yourselves in person?"

After these words were spoken, another quarter of an hour passed before two streaks of black light appeared from afar.

A moment later, two black lights appeared, revealing two figures—one with Ox-Head and a human body, and the other with a horse's head and a human body; they were none other than Ox-Head Horse-Face.

The Ox-Head held a black steel fork, while the Horse-Face held a yellowed book.

Upon seeing the visitor, Su Yao suppressed his displeasure and asked again:

"Since you two messengers from the underworld have arrived, why don't you go up in the mountains and have a cup of tea?"

Upon hearing this, Horse-Face quickly waved his hand:

"Daozi... No need for such formalities, Abbot. How could my brother and I, in our ghostly forms, dare to ascend the Golden Ao and defile this sacred place of immortals? Today, we are merely here to observe the celestial realm in accordance with the laws of the underworld, and there is nothing of great importance to it. Abbot, please do not take offense."

Upon hearing this, Ox-Head stood aside, wanting to speak several times, but Horse-Face stopped him with a look each time.

Then Horse-Face laughed:

"The abbot was born holy and divine, his birth was accompanied by radiant light, and his name is already recorded in the Yin Register. Why would he need us to add a stroke to his name? We are here today merely to verify his identity as per custom."

Seeing this, Su Yao chuckled:

"Now that you two messengers from the underworld have arrived, you should naturally carry out your duties. I, Su, would not dare to delay your official business." As Su Yao spoke, he took out a small celadon jar from his Storage Bag and handed it over using his Law Power. "This jar of ' Purple-Cap Pine-Gauze ' is a spiritual tea from Crimson Cloud Peak Qixia Mountain. Although it is not as precious as those famous teas, it still has some of the wonder of the underworld's glow. You two have gone through the trouble of traveling from the Netherworld to the mortal world; consider this a small token of my appreciation."

Horse-Face took the jar with both hands, and as soon as the mouth of the jar was opened a crack, the crisp scent of pine needles mixed with the faint glow of the sunset wafted out. Ox-Head's originally tense face twitched involuntarily, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Su Yao saw this, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said again:

"Today's affairs are urgent, and it's inconvenient to keep you both any longer. In a few days, I will be hosting a Purple Mansion banquet at my Purple Mansion; I would greatly appreciate your presence at Golden Ao Mountain." He paused slightly, his tone Bingxiu. "On my Qixia Mountain, there is a Spirit Root called ' Eternal Night Mulberry,' which bears ' Night Mulberry ' only once every five hundred years. At that time, I will pick a few for you two to appreciate."

Upon hearing this, even the old face of the Horse-Face demon, who was used to seeing life and death, was slightly moved. Although the underworld messengers Orthodox God of Netherworld netherworld, due to the limitations of their ghostly bodies, ordinary immortals and spirits could not touch them or accept their presence.

However, this Bingxiu, one of the sorcerers, which is the root of ghosts and the source of eternal night. It shares the same origin as the Netherworld and is one of the few rare and heavenly materials and earthly treasures can absorb.

"We, your brother and I, will remember your kindness, Abbot." Horse-Face bowed deeply, this time no longer declining. "As long as the laws of the underworld do not hinder us at the future Dharma banquet, we will certainly come to disturb you."

Ox-Head finally couldn't help but interject:

"I remember the last time I saw Night Mulberry was at Judge Ding's promotion banquet..."

But before he could finish speaking, Horse-Face elbowed him back.

Su Yao chuckled and cupped his hands in greeting:

"In that case, you two should return now. We will meet again at the Dharma banquet on Golden Ao Mountain another day."

Upon hearing this, Horse-Face immediately bowed and then quickly fled with Ox-Head in tow.