"Are you afraid of that gloomy feeling in Fengdu?" Yu Longting teased, tapping my nose lightly.

I pulled a sheepish face, "I... I’m not afraid of anything in this world, just those... floating things."

"You don’t have to stay here. I’m here to watch over things, so you and Qing Li can return to the sect first." Yu Longting was already indulging me to the extent that whatever I don’t want to do, he immediately accommodates.

I corrected him softly, "Call me mom, not by name."

"Ha, I’m truly a henpecked husband now, no freedom whatsoever," Yu Longting chuckled helplessly.

In the end, I couldn’t leave early with Qing Li.

I’ve been through so many separations, I couldn’t bear to part with Yu Longting again.

So, I mustered up the courage to stay in Fengdu and keep watch with Yu Longting in the ancient house for the Golden Altar and Qingyang for two days.

On Fengdu’s streets, gods and ghosts are unpredictable; I’m too afraid to go out by myself.

The ancient house needs people constantly because Qingyang might easily escape.

Yu Longting must be here at all times, which means I also stayed in the ancient house for two days without going out.

Before returning the rented accommodation, we went to the old street to find the coffin shop.

Yu Longting personally negotiated with the old master of the shop to sell back the coffins and props used before for the shrine at half price.

He drew some talismans and sold them at the entrance of the coffin shop.

Although the entrance of the coffin shop was quiet, the locals of Fengdu City are all sharp-eyed when it comes to recognizing good goods.

In no time, the news that an expert was selling talismans quickly spread among the people passing by Yu Longting’s stall.

Apart from the initial two talismans made, sold for three thousand apiece to passersby.

The rest of the talismans created by Yu Longting were all taken by the old master of the coffin shop.

Not only did he recoup the eighty-eight thousand he spent before, but he also earned several tens of thousands more from the old master. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Then Yu Longting used the money to buy a car to return to the Snake Sect.

The original plan was to take the Golden Altar directly to Old Zhao, since Yu Longting and Old Zhao have their ways of contacting each other through their connections.

However, Yu Longting was uneasy about me and Qing Li returning to the sect by ourselves, so he took the Golden Altar and escorted us all the way back.

Riding in a car is steadier than using Mysterious Step, and there’s no need to use Taoist Heart.

Keeping one’s spiritual power highly focused, just waiting for the car to drive us back is enough.

"Boss, I didn’t expect you’re quite good at making money." Qing Li, bored, fiddled with the Golden Altar on her lap, her eyes half-closed, as if lost in thought.

But it’s apparent she’s still pained by Qingyang’s situation.

If Qingyang’s freedom hadn’t affected Dumpling and Shenshen, she wouldn’t have agreed to send Qingyang to Zhao Sihai.

Yu Longting heard Qing Li calling him boss and frowned uncomfortably, "It’s inherited; being his son, accumulating wealth is a basic talent."

"I heard you have an entire treasure vault filled with gold, silver, and jewels, enough to rival a country, is it true?" Qing Li’s tone clearly meant to stir up trouble.

Yu Longting responded cheerfully, "Yes."

"Wanwan works hard for others, earning money till her hands get calloused, while you hoard such vast wealth without sharing a single penny?" Qing Li expressed indignation on my behalf, as she knew something about my previous work.

Since the calluses on my hands don’t lie, she questioned me once or twice while in the Abyss, and I answered truthfully.

Yu Longting laughed, indifferent, with an earnest yet mushy tone: "Everything I have belongs to Wanwan, my body, my treasure vault, my heart."