CHAPTER 288: CHAPTER 287: YOU MIGHT AS WELL ASK ME FOR A DOWRY OF 388,000

He watched as Zhen Yuanzi vented for a while, communicated with Yunxiao to let himself out, and then stretched his body and emerged from Yunxiao’s ’chest’.

"The departed are like this; Hong Yun Senior wouldn’t want to see you like this, brother!"

Perhaps Nezha’s call of "brother" really triggered some memories in Zhen Yuanzi, and the frantic Zhen Yuanzi finally calmed down a bit.

Seeing some effect, Nezha continued, "Brother, you must live well to fulfill Hong Yun Senior’s expectations!"

Zhen Yuanzi may have retrieved some keywords from Nezha’s words, and gradually stopped his meaningless venting, appearing as if he had suddenly aged a lot.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi had recovered, Nezha was somewhat relieved. Surely, Zhen Yuanzi expended a lot this time, but he should recover in a few Yuan Hui.

As long as one is alive, what is exceptionally precious time for Nezha is the least meaningful to these Great Experts.

"Virtuous brother, visit my Wuzhuang Temple later; I have some matters to explain to you."

Nezha wasn’t quite sure what he meant, but since Zhen Yuanzi came to help this time, regardless of his motive, Nezha accepted his favor.

The four of them left the Blood Sea, only to see Yu Yuan anxiously waiting outside.

Jin Ling Saint Mother was seething with anger and unleashed it upon seeing Yu Yuan.

"Yu Yuan!"

Yu Yuan, who looked like a fierce big man, now appeared like a son being called by his mother by his full name, instinctively standing at attention.

Then perhaps he felt his reaction was embarrassing in front of his Junior Master, but he still tried to please by saying, "Master, Master, it’s good that you’re fine, you scared me to death."

"It’s all thanks to my brother, Junior Master, for coming to help!"

After saying this, he felt proud that he could recruit Nezha, puffing out his chest in a way that said, "Look, your apprentice is quite capable."

Nezha slapped his forehead, thinking Yu Yuan, you really don’t understand your current situation at all.

Yunxiao was amused by this apprentice nephew, suddenly feeling that her two sisters weren’t that foolish after all.

Jin Ling Saint Mother’s face turned black, "Why is it ’brother’ and ’Junior Master’, why are the relationships so messy?"

"Now go back to Golden Turtle Island and keep copying the Yellow Court Scripture!"

"Huh?"

Yu Yuan felt he had done good by bringing help to save his master and didn’t understand why he was being punished.

But he knew too well his master’s inflexible personality, so he bid farewell to Nezha and left dejectedly.

The fall of the Primordial Spirit.

Nezha saw the pitiful Primordial Spirit, intending to say a few words for him, but then caught Jin Ling Saint Mother’s fierce glare.

Nezha thought that a good man doesn’t fight with a woman, especially since matters between a master and disciple weren’t his place to intervene!

Zhen Yuanzi also took his leave, as he was old and wise, he noticed the atmosphere wasn’t quite right. After repeatedly urging Nezha to visit him, he also left.

Now only Yunxiao and Golden Light Saint Mother were left.

The three of them raced out of the underworld, and Yunxiao and Golden Light showed no intention of leaving.

Nezha: ...

Things were fine last time; why does the atmosphere seem weird now, and even somewhat familiar?

"Thank you, Sister Yun, for coming to help, or things could have gone badly."

Yunxiao, still in her wise big sister mode, said, "I’ve always had enmity with that Ancestor of Nether River, and given our relationship, how could I watch you fall into danger?"

Golden Light’s face didn’t look much better, but she wasn’t one to argue for the sake of arguing; this time, she felt it was her responsibility and was very self-reproachful.

She was angry at her own weakness and annoyed that Nezha was so reckless, charging into the Blood Sea harmlessly.

Yunxiao exchanged a few words with Nezha, taking advantage of the strange situation in a strange place, already having won too much this time!

Yunxiao didn’t continue to trouble Jin Ling Saint Mother and left with a smile.

Only Golden Light and Nezha remained, and the atmosphere became even more awkward!

Golden Light couldn’t hold it any longer and said, "Are you stupid? How dare you charge into such a dangerous Blood Sea?"

"Don’t you know that Nether River has deep roots, even I find it hard to contend with?"

"You’re so young with such cultivation; how can you frivolously risk everything for me? We cultivators prioritize the path above all, don’t you know?"

Nezha, seeing Golden Light Saint Mother scolding him angrily, didn’t get upset. Instead, he could feel Golden Light’s deep care for him.

In his previous life, those over thirty wouldn’t easily show true feelings to others; let alone now, with immortals whose lifespans are incalculable?

Jin Ling being like this showed she really cared.

The female immortals around Nezha were all gentle, and it was the first time he encountered this kind of feeling, and it felt rather nice.

Nezha moved a bit closer to Jin Ling Saint Mother and said, "Don’t be mad, Senior Sister Jin Ling, I was fully prepared when I entered the Blood Sea. If things went wrong, I’d just shout for the teacher to save me, and the teacher would definitely not ignore me."

Jin Ling listened, and seeing Nezha hadn’t simply acted impulsively, her anger subsided a bit, though she still tilted her head like an angry little kitten.

"Hehe, Senior Sister, I know you care for me, and I promise I’ll be fully prepared next time."

"Hehe, Senior Sister, it’s because I care about you that I acted impulsively..."

"What are you giggling at? Stop giggling!"

"Yes, hehe."

...

Facts prove that whether it’s women or female immortals, they are visual creatures. If a big man from the Witch Clan was pestering you while begging, you’d just feel disgusted.

If it’s a handsome sixteen or seventeen-year-old like Nezha, you’ll only feel excited.

Whether Jin Ling was excited was uncertain, but her heart softened. She had been transforming for countless Yuan Hui and had never encountered such a situation.

These days, it’s so common for male immortals to gamble their lives for honor; Nezha’s clinging type was a bit too forward and made him a bit overwhelmed.

Unknowingly, she found her hand caught by Nezha as he drew closer.

Looking at Nezha, she began to reflect on whether her temper was too foul, realizing Nezha was just overly concerned for her.

Nezha himself wasn’t burdened; was face important? Could face allow him to hold Jin Ling’s hand?

It turns out that even if a female immortal’s fists are hard, her palms are still soft!

A hint of an unusual feeling sprouted from the depths of her heart, a feeling Jin Ling had never experienced before. She ’struggled’ twice without getting free, and just pretended to ignore it.

She only slightly turned her head to the side, a faint blush on her cheek.

It was all Nezha’s fault for gripping so tightly!

Nezha considered himself not particularly lustful; most of his relationships like with Daji developed over time rather than through active pursuit.

They were his wives, his relatives, his family.

Facing Golden Light, someone he had only casually met, suddenly something inside was touched.

The gentle sea breeze blew, with the distant Sun Star mostly sinking into the sea, blending the glowing golden light with the sea and sky.

"Sister Jin Ling, what requirements do you have for a Dao partner?"

Jin Ling raised her other small hand, made it into a fist, and placed it in front of Nezha’s face.

"Beating me would suffice."

Nezha: ...

Then you might as well ask me for a bride price of 388,000...