Chapter 239 - 238 The Mute Bride’s Mutant Variety

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Chapter 239: Chapter 238 The Mute Bride’s Mutant Variety Yu Yuan didn’t think much of it, assuming his teacher must have encountered danger inside, and Nezha stepped in to help on his behalf. He gratefully patted Nezha on the shoulder. "Thanks, Junior Master!" Nezha was startled and replied a bit awkwardly, "Huh? Oh! No need to thank me, we’re all brothers here." Jin Ling Saint Mother’s face darkened suddenly on the side. Why hadn’t she noticed before that her disciple was this much of a fool? It seemed she had been too lenient! Jin Ling Saint Mother took Yu Yuan and the remaining Jie Sect Immortals back to the East Sea. Xuan Du had already returned to the Great Red Heaven ahead of them. Guang Chengzi took his junior disciples and the two helpers from the Western Sect back to continue their debate with the Seven Attendant Immortals. Guanyin accompanied them as well. As for why? The first reason was that she indeed wanted to get closer to the Western Sect, whether for the sake of her cultivation path or future Lotus Platform business. The second reason was to maintain good relations with the Chan Sect. As a loose cultivator now, she needed to keep connections with all factions. The third reason was that she felt there might be some opportunities in the battlefield. Nezha didn’t concern himself with her and instead headed to the Guanghan Palace. On the outskirts of Guanghan Palace were areas where Yue’er rehearsed performances. Nezha’s reputation in the Heavenly Court was quite high, and these young Yue’er knew nothing of his covert and overt struggles with Hao Tian. At this moment, a large group of people crouched behind to secretly observe Nezha, with one slightly older palace maid stepping forward to greet him. "Star Lord, what brings you here?" Nezha, who could handle even Jin Ling Saint Mother, wasn’t fazed by a group of Yue’er. He kept his gaze steady and replied, "I’ve come to pay respects to the Deity of the Moon." The female official nodded slightly and courteously led Nezha deeper into the Guanghan Palace. Along the way, Nezha noticed scattered laurel trees and a burly man in the distance tirelessly chopping at one with an axe. Beyond that, the surroundings appeared cold and deserted, with nothing else of interest. The female official noticed Nezha’s gaze toward Wu Gang and smiled, saying, "Just a scoundrel infatuated with our Star Lord’s beauty." Nezha was always amused by gossip like this. The female official, seeing his interest, explained further. Wu Gang was also considered an Innate Spirit. Once, by chance, he became enamored with Heng E’s beauty. However, Heng E had long been sealed within the Taiyin Star, unable to leave. The method to break the curse was quite simple—chop down the laurel tree. Thus, Wu Gang voluntarily came to chop the tree. Nezha was a bit speechless; the laurel tree was one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots, equal in status to the Fusang tree. Its roots connected directly to the origin of the Taiyin Star. To fell the laurel tree, one would need to blow up the Taiyin Star itself. Otherwise, every chop would regenerate instantly. What Wu Gang was doing was simply futile. Nezha wasn’t a fan of this obsessive behavior. Wu Gang was just moving himself to tears with his dedication. As for who Heng E liked, Nezha didn’t know—but he was certain it wasn’t Wu Gang. Reaching the main palace of Guanghan, the female official respectfully stepped aside as its large doors opened, allowing Heng E’s voice to echo out. "Star Lord, come in." Nezha entered with his Mountain and River Map. The interior’s design was no different from the outside—utterly devoid of any trace of human warmth. Heng E sat by a stone table, cradling a rabbit in her arms, as if expecting him for a long time. She didn’t speak immediately. Instead, she set down the Jade Rabbit and beckoned toward Nezha. The Sunset Bow in his sleeve flew out and landed in Heng E’s hands, its bowstring humming as if whispering to her. Heng E gently stroked the bow’s body, her gaze full of memories. Nezha, witnessing this scene, remained silent. The Sun-shooting Bow baffled him—he couldn’t discern its composition. Unlike Magical Treasures, it didn’t need continual refining to be usable. The bow was merely a weapon—an incredibly powerful one. Since the day he joined Yunxiao in shooting an arrow with it, Nezha still hadn’t been able to draw it himself. "The bow’s body is crafted from the main trunk of the Innate Laurel Tree, while its bowstring is refined from dragon sinew at the Great Witch level. The ten Sun-shooting Arrows were forged from the tree’s branches. The Taiyin and Sun Stars mutually reinforce and counteract each other; otherwise, no matter how strong Da Yi was, he wouldn’t have been able to so effortlessly slay nine golden crows." Nezha thought this was a bit melodramatic, though he also understood Xi He’s madness. To have a sister you grew up with join forces with outsiders to kill nine of your children—who wouldn’t go insane under such circumstances? Heng E returned the bow to Nezha, concluded her nostalgia, and finally spoke directly to him. "I’m sorry; this Moon Palace is so lonely with just me here that I’ve picked up the habit of talking to myself. Have you seen Sister Xi He? Is she well?" Nezha was about to respond but was immediately interrupted by Heng E herself. "Ah, she’s gone already—what difference does it make whether she was well or not?" Nezha: "..." You really don’t let me get a word in, huh. As he tried to speak again, Heng E continued entirely on her own. "I called you here, but it’s no big deal—I just wanted to see you. And I also have some things I’d like to give to you. I’ve been trapped in this cage for so long that keeping them here serves me no purpose, so I’ll hand them all over to you." "Sister has passed away many years ago; she probably has nothing left for you. I’ll give you her share along with my own." "Unfortunately, apart from Emperor’s Sulfur Slurry, Cold Marrow, and ice sculptures, this Moon Palace doesn’t have much of anything rare." "You won’t think I’m stingy as a senior, will you?" Nezha: "..." What’s this—a mutated variant of the silent bride? After all this time, he still hadn’t managed to say a single sentence. His gaze shifted to the rabbit in Heng E’s arms. Its ears drooped perpetually—perhaps it had grown weary of hearing her self-talk and thus planned its eventual escape to the mortal realm. Heng E led Nezha to a treasure pavilion, speaking to herself as she began stuffing him with various Cold Crystals, Cold Marrow, thousand-year-old Emperor’s Sulfur Slurry, and fabrics. Nezha felt like a child visiting relatives during Lunar New Year—being overwhelmed with gifts by a particularly chatty elder who wouldn’t let you utter a word. In the end, he could only feel grateful to his elder brother Zhen Yuanzi, whose Sleeve Universe spell could indeed hold endless items. Heng E emptied the first floor of the treasure pavilion, muttering, "Take these items over ten thousand years old. As for those thousands of years old, I simply couldn’t be bothered to collect them." Dragging Nezha along, she ascended to the second floor while chatting about how "Hao Tian sealed the Taiyin and Sun, causing their excessive accumulated energy—which you might find helpful for training mana in the future." On the second floor of the Treasure Pavilion, it appeared somewhat sparse. There were only one or two items—a spherical object and a crescent-shaped one. "This is the Sun and Moon Golden Wheel. Though damaged during the Witch Demon War, I’ve nurtured it over the years until it’s fully restored. The two components are of Innate Middle Grade and Innate Top Grade, respectively, and suit you well." Nezha was genuinely startled this time. High Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures were so rare in the Primordial Era that you could count them on one hand, yet Heng E seemed ready to gift them away. She didn’t give Nezha a chance to speak, and it seemed she had noticed his hesitation. "This item symbolizes the Sun Star and Taiyin Star. As the Deity of the Sun, it is perfectly natural for you to possess this treasure."

Chapter 239 - 238 The Mute Bride’s Mutant Variety

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