Chapter 1347: Huangfuming's Probe (2)

Chapter 1347: Chapter 681: Huangfuming’s Probe (2)

Ma Wei closed the car door, and the space inside the vehicle was immediately sealed. Huangfuming sat properly opposite her, and on the red mud stove, the spring water in the iron kettle was already ready. He reached out to touch the body of the kettle to test the water temperature, then personally brewed a cup of tea and gently brought it to her, smiling: “Would this be considered borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha?” This tea is Spiritual Tea produced by Hidden Stream, the only one of its kind in the world.

His movements were as fluid as flowing clouds and water, subtly revealing a sense of tranquility and self-cultivation, as if he had been immersed in the tea ceremony for years. Ning Xiaoxian knew that in ancient Huaxia, the cultivation of tea ceremony could reflect one’s true inner realm. Just from his display of skill, she should indeed regard him more highly.

She gently lifted the porcelain bowl and took a sip: “That black cat has a truly evil aura.”

Huangfuming’s gaze turned at her fingertips, noticing that her hand holding the cup was very steady now, and then he replied: “It is not really a cat. In ancient times, living beings suffered, and evil ghosts roamed the mortal world. Among them, one, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, was particularly formidable and could actually evade the search by the Barbarians’ Great Witch.”

“The ghost was naturally exterminated, but the nine offspring it carried each had their own talents, losing eight in the pursuit ordeal, with one remaining.”

“Is it this black cat?” She wasn’t surprised as it’s not uncommon for ghosts to attach themselves to animals. But now, is this cat considered a demon or a ghost?

Huangfuming smiled: “This ghost was taken in by a Barbarian tribe as a household Ghost Protector and later enjoyed the tribe’s blood food tribute, becoming the guardian deity of the tribe. Today, the tribe it protected has long disappeared, and the black cat’s powers have greatly diminished, but as long as there is a suitable sacrifice, I can still summon it to assist.”

The so-called “Ghost Protector” is what is now commonly referred to as “ghost deity.” Many mountainous towns and villages would offer tributes to certain powerful ghosts or demons, like the Chi Ru in mountain lakes, could accept villagers’ offerings. Of course, there’s some falsity in his story; from how the black cat interacts with him, it doesn’t seem like a summoned creature, more like a servant to a master. The fact that Huangfuming could command such a centuries-old creature to work for him indicates a lot.

She furrowed her brow and suddenly asked: “Do the ghosts have genders?”

Huangfuming was momentarily stunned by the question before answering: “Even in their yin ghost form, they keep the gender they had when alive.”

She gently said “oh,” as that black cat seemed to be a female.

Huangfuming suddenly leaned forward to ask: “Sister, why have you come out alone? Where is the Shaking Heaven God?” He had seen no sign of Changtian in the memories of Chi Wen. Has she ventured into the underground palace alone? Though he admitted his sworn sister’s cultivation wasn’t weak, he couldn’t believe she could solely break into the restricted zone of cultivators, especially when he could guess the Evil Qi concentration within the Inner Mausoleum must be alarming, even an Early Stage Tribulation Crossing cultivation would struggle, how could she withstand it?

Moreover, countless people wished to take her life, and judging from Shaking Heaven God’s past behavior, this possessive Big Snake guarded her strictly, how could he let her go out alone?

Unless, something is wrong with the Lord Divine Monarch himself, or he’s been delayed by some matters?

She came. Ning Xiaoxian raised her eyes, seeing that although Huangfuming appeared to chat casually, there’s a gleam in his deep black eyes; evidently, he was very interested in the answer.

This guy not only pretends to be weak while strong but also has increasingly deep cunning. Yet she couldn’t be sure how many things Huangfuming had traced back in the underground palace, since he knew her actions, might he have seen Changtian? Was his question a trap or an exploration?

She deflected the matter lightly: “Are you very interested in Hidden Stream’s affairs?”

“Not at all!” Huangfuming smiled, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, “In the legend, Shaking Heaven God is invincible, I’ve long been eager to meet him. I thought on this trip, he would surely guard by your side, who knew…”

If there were issues on Shaking Heaven God’s side… Huangfuming glanced at her inconspicuously.

Her chin had sharpened slightly; clearly, her injuries over the past few days had been agonizing, dimming the light in her eyes, evoking a feeling of pity in him. The injuries she sustained a few days ago hinted at the after-effects of an ancient Divine Skills—Summoning God Technique, which she might have used to summon, whom would it be if not Shaking Heaven God!

When he took her away, her circumstances were so dire, showing the Ba Snake must have been far from her, far enough to not save her in time. He knew once cultivation reaches True Immortal, God Realm, one can employ Divine Descent Technique to assist their believers even across great distances. Why had she used the Summoning God Technique instead of Divine Descent Technique then? And how, on a New Year’s occasion, could he allow Ning Xiaoxian alone near the borders of Hidden Stream?

“I insisted on handling this task myself, but the content is Hidden Stream’s private affair, not convenient to discuss with you.” She replied ambiguously, “Instead, what is your relationship with the Ancient Barbarian Tribe?”

This is probably a question many are concerned with. Huangfuming leaned back, settling into a comfortable position, and lazily smiled: “Oh, sister, this is your concern now. Alright, whatever sister wants to know, I, as the younger brother, will leave nothing unsaid. Just one condition—you mustn’t be angry with me anymore.”

It’s another exchange condition again. Ning Xiaoxian frowned in dissatisfaction, he loved using this trick even as a little ghost, but now the man sitting before her, is he still the harmless golden boy he once was? (To be continued.