Whew.

It turns out the Ancestor was just giving the little boy a parting gift.

The three little ones breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the landslide is dangerous, and thunderstorms occur once in a hundred years, in their eyes, it’s just a drop in the long river of history.

The Ancestor certainly wouldn’t alter the course of history for just a drop of water.

"Have you borrowed the item I asked you to?"

Zuzi suddenly asked nonchalantly. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The Pangu Axe quickly brought out a delicate Jade Axe, crystal clear and adorable, as if it had just been taken off a girl’s necklace:

"Ancestor, you casually mentioned it at the wedding banquet, and Miss Bai He joyfully went home to fetch it for you, asking the butler to give it to you. With so many people around, I was afraid of losing it, so I quickly retrieved it from the butler. But what’s the use of this little thing?"

"Ancestor, could this be the parting gift you’re giving to Mr. Bo?"

"Ancestor, human parting gifts may be pretty, but they seem useless—just one pinch and it turns to dust, doesn’t it?"

"Is it pretty? It’s not one-tenth as mighty as I am!"

Facing the three little ones’ complaints, Zuzi smiled slightly and said nothing.

Qingcheng Mountain was getting closer, and the rainstorm was getting heavier. The rain within ten miles of the mountain was like a dense golden bell, isolating Qingcheng Mountain from the outside world.

The little crow stopped midair, flapping its huge wings hesitantly: "Ancestor, this weather is really strange..."

The Fu Xiqin leaped from the Golden Crow’s huge wings and floated in the air, volunteering: "Ancestor, let Qin Qin explore the way!"

Before Zuzi could speak, it had already disappeared into the rain.

However.

The next second.

Not far away, there was a piercing sound of the zither strings being plucked.

Then they saw Fu Xiqin tumbling back, trembling as it nestled into the Golden Crow’s massive wings, hiding among the feathers with only its head sticking out: "Ancestor, it’s really weird! My strings almost broke, yet I couldn’t get in!"

It seemed like the entire Qingcheng Mountain was covered by a massive golden bell, inverted by the heavens, prohibiting entry.

Pangu Axe was unconvinced: "Then let me try! I don’t believe I can’t split this nameless little mountain!"

This time, Zuzi lightly tapped its forehead, stopping it: "It’s the Heavenly Thunder Barrier. You can’t break it now."

Pangu Axe: "..."

Its seal hadn’t been broken yet, and its spiritual power was insufficient, so it indeed couldn’t break through. The Ancestor was so straightforward, oh dear.

"Ancestor, has the Nine Heavens gone mad, setting up a barrier here? Does it make them feel powerful to trap mortals and mortal birds inside?"

"No. They just want to regain face."

"Huh? Could it be that after we perfectly avoided the two heavenly tribulations last time, the petty Queen Mother of the West bore a grudge and wants revenge? But that’s not right, the barrier didn’t trap us inside, it doesn’t make sense..."

The Golden Crow was puzzled.

A clap of thunder rolled by, lightning split the night sky, releasing a bit of light.

The barrier not far away suddenly opened a narrow passage, and in the air, a helicopter was hovering with its cabin open, parachuting two men down into that only passage!

"Nangong Mo!" The sharp-eyed Fu Xiqin exclaimed, "And another man, it’s... it’s..."

＝＝

In the Nine Heavens.

The Queen Mother of the West looked displeased, even the peeled Immortal Peaches in the Glazed Bowl on the table no longer looked appetizing:

"Why hasn’t that damned mudman been struck dead yet?"

"I’ve given you the barrier. He can’t escape, so don’t say you can’t even hit him! Do you want to go down and become a mudman yourself?"