That voice likely echoed throughout the Nether World, stirring up a whirlwind. Within monts, a large and a small figure appeared before the Nether Sect. Despite its vastness, they managed to push past the ghost envoy, nearly coming to blows over who could get closer to Nanli.
Xie Beihan was stunned by Nanli’s popularity, unaware of just how beloved she was. anwhile, Ye Siheng’s expression darkened as he asked, "A’Li, why is there another little brat?"
One Qiu Hai was already a headache for him, but the new arrival—a girl—wasn’t much trouble.
"This is Granny ng," Nanli explained. "She’s quite huggable."
At her words, Ye Siheng paused and stepped closer, gently wrapping his arm around her waist. He then lifted his chin slightly, adopting a smug deanor.
Both Qiu Hai and Granny ng, who had been jostling for position, froze in their tracks, glaring at Ye Siheng. They were envious but powerless to act since they couldn’t leave the Nether World!
anwhile, Granny ng cleverly pulled out a thick notebook. "Ancestor, we’ve compiled the writings from the Penglai Island cultivators..."
Qiu Hai kicked her lightly, eager for her to continue.
Granny ng glared at him before resignedly saying, "We’ve screened the reports and compiled them into a book, hoping it will be of help to you, Ancestor."
Qiu Hai felt sowhat satisfied at her use of "we."
"That was quick," Nanli remarked, pleased as she took the book and flipped through a few pages. Besides the details about Penglai Island, there were ntions of other sects and their cultivation techniques. While she might not practice them, knowing about Penglai Island’s thods could only be beneficial.
"Thank you for your hard work," she smiled at them.
"No need to thank us for serving you; it’s our honor," Qiu Hai replied, yet his eyes eagerly followed her movents.
Granny ng’s eyes widened, and she craned her neck in anticipation. It was an unsettling sight for Fan Yunxi, who hurriedly closed her eyes, not daring to watch.
At that mont, Nanli revealed a set of deep red robes, embroidered with gold thread. Under the dim light, the robes shimred, exuding an aura of elegance.
Qiu Hai squealed in excitent, "Beautiful! Magnificent! Perfect for !" He swiftly changed into the robes, spinning around in delight.
"Granny ng, look how good I look! Only soone with our relationship could wear this..."
Before he could finish, Nanli pulled out several vibrant outfits, saying, "Granny ng, these are for you."
Granny ng stared at Nanli, her eyes brimming with tears. "Thank you... Ancestor."
In her earlier days, she would always bring sothing back for them when she returned to the Nether World. Even without her past mories, she remained so kind.
Nanli also produced a wooden box, opening it to reveal hair ornants—hairbands and hairpins. Granny ng’s emotions overflowed as she stamred, "Ancestor..."
Qiu Hai, filled with jealousy, complained, "Why do I only get a robe? No hair accessories? Ancestor, given our relationship, you could’ve at least given a waist pendant!"
Feeling guilty, Nanli replied, "Your robe is already stunning; adding anything else would clutter your natural beauty."
Qiu Hai bead, clearly pleased. "Exactly! I was born handso; I can’t let these mundane items overshadow my charm."
If it were any other ti, Granny ng would have mocked him, but she was too touched to pay him any mind. She glanced around, suddenly recognizing the place.
"This place looks familiar..."
Nanli rembered the ghost’s words and asked, "Could this be your old territory?"
Granny ng nodded after checking a few other locations. "Yes, I once occupied this area. Although it’s changed significantly over the millennia, this temple still bears so resemblance."
Nanli recounted the story about the ghostly figure.
Granny ng pondered, "The one with the skull? I seem to rember... He used to call king. What was his na... hmm..."
After a mont, she shrugged, "Forget it; let’s just call him Skeleton Head!"
Qiu Hai looked at her with disdain. "You’re such a simpleton. When you left this place, you should have devoured all the yin energy and ghostly aura here so these small fries wouldn’t have had the chance to cause trouble. Look now, you’ve created a ss for the Ancestor!"
Granny ng fiddled with her fingers, feeling guilty. "I was in a hurry to follow my brother and forgot. I’m sorry, Ancestor."
Nanli sighed, "It’s fate; it’s not your fault."
Granny ng turned to Xie Beihan, "Did he co to the Nether World? Ancestor, if you still wish for a chance to reunite, I can only give him half a bowl of Soup of Oblivion. That way, when he reincarnates, you might et again."
Xie Beihan quickly floated closer. "Granny ng, that’s a small matter. I just want to know who will be my child in the next life. If I could et them in the reincarnation process, I would have no regrets!"
Qiu Hai rolled his eyes. "You’re asking the wrong person; that’s my responsibility."
Xie Beihan leaned in again. "Hell Lord, I’m begging you!"
Qiu Hai crossed his arms, grinning. "Even if you beg, it won’t help; that’s a secret!"
Xie Beihan wanted to fight him, but he was rely a small ghost. The overwhelming aura from Hell Lord was enough to intimidate him.
Ye Siheng suddenly interjected, "A’Li, you managed to keep Xuanyuan Lan on the surface for a while. It shouldn’t be too hard to give Beihan a body as well, right?"
Seeing him grow up, Ye Siheng couldn’t harden his heart.
The Xie family had been used by Yao Sheng, negatively impacting future generations; it was a tragic situation.
"What?!" Xie Beihan exclaid, both surprised and delighted. "Is that true? Can I stay a little longer?!"
Fan Yunxi, equally astonished, asked, "The Ninth Princess, if the Marquis can stay for even half a month... no, a month would be perfect! I’ll rember this kindness forever!"
Nanli nodded, "That is possible, after all, once a soul reaches the Nether World, they have to queue for reincarnation, right?"
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