Chapter 475: 471: No Change Allowed for 100 Years_1

Yingbao asked Xuanwu in her mind, “Are you sure it’s here?”

“Certain!” Xuanwu had the Heavenly Proliferating Book to help it calculate, plus the allure of divine breaths; it couldn’t be wrong. “It’s within the statue in the main hall. Hurry up, smash the statue, and take out the Divine Pupil.”

Compelled by excitement, Xuanwu urged, “Time is of the essence! Once you have the Divine Pupil, we should return immediately!”

After looking around, Yingbao asked, “After collecting the fragment, can I collect some Spiritual Medicines to bring back?”

Xuanwu nodded: “You can, as long as you’re not caught. You can stay here in the mountains for as long as you wish.” It sniffed and said, “There’s a Spiritual Medicine Garden behind this temple. You can enter it and take some.”

Yingbao laughed immediately. She got off her horse and led it as she asked, “Can I take this horse with me? I spent over three hundred taels of silver on it.”

Xuanwu’s face displayed unwillingness, “You can’t! Creatures from this realm might not survive in that one, let alone reproduce, unless you feed it Spiritual Medicines daily.”

Yingbao patted the horse regretfully, took off its saddle and bridle, and then gave it a light push. “You’re free. Go.”

The horse blinked its big eyes at her and rubbed its head against her. Then it turned and ran into the forest.

Next, Yingbao stepped up the stairs to the temple. The closer she came, the stronger she felt something attracting her.

Finally, she entered the grand temple and looked up at the two giant statues.

“These two statues look familiar. Who are they?” she asked Xuanwu with a smile.

“They represent the Master of the Xiao family and his wife.”

“The Xiao family again.” Yingbao shook her head and slowly took out the God Scythe.

She leaped into mid-air and made a fierce cut towards one of the statues.

A thunderous crash frightened everyone and cleared the hall.

Seeing the situation escalate, a junior monk ran to report to the abbot.

By the time the abbot and a large group of people rushed into the hall, there were already bits and pieces of the statue scattered all over the hall.

“Who dares to cause such chaos!” The abbot was furious, raising his hand to signal his men to hunt for the culprit. “Seal off the entrance to the mountain! No one leaves!”

“Yes!” The temple warriors scattered, weapons in hand, running to every exit.

At this point, Yingbao was behind the temple on the mountainside, sneaking into a courtyard full of Spiritual Medicines.

Although there were high walls surrounding the garden, they couldn’t stop Yingbao, who had integrated the Divine Pupil Fragment.

Under Xuanwu’s guidance, Yingbao dug up dozens of types of Spiritual Medicines. She took enough to meet the requirements of the formula and transplanted some into the Divine Pupil.

“I should go back now.” She had been out for long enough, and she didn’t know if Nuannuan had been crying.

Xuanwu made a sound of agreement, its body momentarily emitted a golden light. Granny Sheng’s body slowly fell to the ground, turning into stardust, and gradually dissipating.

When Yingbao opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in bed.

Her daughter, Nuannuan, repeatedly stroked her hair, cooing, “Mama, have you had a good sleep? Nuannuan wants to play with you.”

“Nuannuan,” Yingbao called softly.

Nuannuan immediately widened her eyes, “Mama! You’re awake!”

Yingbao held her daughter in her arms, “I’m awake. My Nuannuan has grown so much.”

Nuannuan pouted, wanting to cry, but father said Mama wasn’t dead, just sleeping, so she shouldn’t cry in front of Mama.

Now that Mama was really awake, she was not supposed to cry at all; she needed to smile.

With tears rolling down her cheeks, Nuannuan flashed a big smile and threw her stubby arms around her mother’s neck, letting the tears drip down her face.

Feeling heartbroken, Yingbao held her daughter tighter and comforted her, “Mama won’t sleep that long again.”

“Hmm!” Nuannuan stifled a sob and hurriedly said, “Nuannuan didn’t cry. I just have a sour nose.”

Yingbao paused and held her daughter tighter, asking, “How old is Nuannuan now?”

“Three years old.” Nuannuan leaned her head on her mother’s shoulder and said softly, “You missed my birthdays twice.”

Yingbao: “I was wrong. I’ll take you to the market to buy gifts and make up for your birthdays.”

“Okay.” Nuannuan smiled through her tears.

Xuanwu took the opportunity to say in Yingbao’s mind, “This has been quite a gain. I didn’t expect to get the majority of the Divine Pupil Fragments. Combining these with the original ones, even if we don’t get the rest, you can restore seventy to eighty percent of your divine power.”

Yingbao smiled.

Good, in a hundred years, she must return to the Immortal Cultivation World to reclaim what belonged to her.

Yingbao had remembered many things, including her race and Mother God.

Her mother was a Dragon God who ruled her entire clan. Because she bore a child, she fell into a deep sleep, and during it, her people were slaughtered by the Human Clan. The treasures in dragon territory were gradually stolen by humans, including the Holy Spirit Pool meant for young dragons to bathe and play in, which was stolen from the Golden Dragon Clan’s land.

Furthermore, Xuanwu was originally Mother God’s Spiritual Pet. After the death of Mother God, it went around searching for her and, by accident, met up with her again in Xiao Mo’s clutches.

Latter on, when she had retrieved her mother’s Reincarnation Mirror, she handed it over to Xuanwu for safekeeping as it had an independent space in its shell for storing many treasures.

However, many treasures were used on her one by one, which finally made her reborn and semi-divine.

Even as a semi-deity, she was still no match for the entire Immortal Cultivation World. Even when killing became her instinct, the cultivators were still endless.

It was no wonder that the original Mother God extracted her divine spirit and exiled it to the human world to be reincarnated. All in looking for a chance to survive.

How unfortunate, she was still young, naive, and unwise to the evil and cruelty of the world, and yet she didn’t survive in the end.

Fortunately, Xuanwu and the Reincarnation Mirror collected her human spirit and fled from that place. They underwent countless cycles of reincarnation in this world and searched through numerous books, nurturing her spirit.

Yingbao began to feel murderous thinking about those lost memories.

“Yingbao!” Wei Zhan entered from outside and was overjoyed at the sight of his wife awakened.

He hugged his daughter and embraced his wife, guiltily saying, “What happened to you? You slept for over two years.”

“It won’t happen again,” replied Yingbao as she leaned on her husband and lightly touched his thin face, asking, “Is everything okay at home?”

“Everything is fine. Your parents came to see you half a year ago. They are still staying in the mansion,” Wei Zhan replied. “The emperor also sent people over to check on you. He even called a few Forbidden Curse Masters to cast spells on you.”

Yingbao was curious: “What happened next? What did they say?”

“The sleepers didn’t wake up, and the Forbidden Curse Masters lost face. They had to go back to the capital to report.” Wei Zhan couldn’t help but complain, “Wife, what illness do you have exactly?”

Yingbao encircled his neck, whispering, “This won’t happen again, I promise.”

Nuannuan, who had been set aside by her parents, was not satisfied. She wriggled into the middle of the two and reached her head in, “Let’s make a promise. No changes for a hundred years.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Okay.” Yingbao raised her little finger and pulled theirs, “No changes for a hundred years.”