Chapter 73 Enemies Meet?
"Creak—"
The newly repaired wooden door of the small courtyard was gently pushed open.
Dressed in elegant red clothes, Tantai Jinyue stepped out of the courtyard that looked like a mortal farmhouse with light steps.
As soon as she appeared, the noisy construction site went silent for a moment. Tens of thousands of bare-chested Zixiao Holy Land Cultivators, including the True Immortal Old Ancestor Cangqiongzi, stopped their work and bowed their heads in awe.
Everyone knew that this woman in red was the personal maid of that supreme lord.
In this construction site, her words represented the laws of heaven!
There was no expression on Tantai Jinyue's exquisite face, like ice that hadn't melted for ten thousand years. Her gaze passed through the crowd and landed precisely on the largest yellow mud pit by the outer wall.
In the center of the mud pit, a shriveled old man with only half a body and covered in black mud was holding a rusty iron shovel with both hands, frantically stirring the muddy water with a grunt.
It was the Primordial God who had just been swatted down from the Nine Heavens by a feather duster yesterday—Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo.
Tantai Jinyue looked at this nightmare who had made her lose sleep for a hundred years and even made her entire Abyss Demon Royal Family feel terror; her emotions were complex to the extreme.
She took a deep breath and slowly walked to the edge of the mud pit.
"Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo."
Tantai Jinyue's red lips parted slightly, her voice as cool as a spring, yet carrying a hint of unquestionable superiority.
Hearing this address, the shriveled old man in the mud pit trembled all over.
He suddenly lifted his face covered in yellow mud. When he saw Tantai Jinyue standing on the bank, his cloudy eyes instantly bulged.
"Rebel blood... Tantai Jinyue?!"
Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo blurted out subconsciously, a flicker of a superior's fierce light instinctively flashing in his eyes.
But in less than half a breath, this fierce light completely collapsed, replaced by uncontrollable shock, envy, and even thick flattery!
He directly threw away the iron shovel in his hand, wiped his hands hard on his mud-stained clothes, and actually forced out a fawning smile in the mud pit that looked worse than crying.
"No... that's not right! It's Great-Aunt Jinyue! Fairy Jinyue!"
Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo bowed and scraped, crawling and rolling to the edge of the mud pit. He looked up at Tantai Jinyue and whispered flatteringly:
"Great-Aunt, you've hidden yourself too deeply! No wonder you risked your life to escape to the Lower Realm back then. It turns out you had already latched onto such a supreme taboo existence!"
Tantai Jinyue was slightly taken aback.
She originally thought that this violent-tempered Old Ancestor would curse her or even fight to the death when he saw her, even if his cultivation was sealed.
But now... what was this?
Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo looked left and right. Seeing that Cangqiongzi and Lei Mingzi weren't paying attention, he boldly leaned in a few inches and asked in a low, feverish voice:
"Great-Aunt, we share the same origin and Bloodline after all. Could you give me a hint? That lord used such a supreme Divine Artifact (feather duster) to knock me down to the mortal world and stuff me into this mud pit yesterday. Was it because he saw the potential of my Ancient Demonic Body?"
Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo became more excited as he spoke, his withered hands gesturing in the air:
"I mixed mud all night and had a complete Epiphany! The lord is using this yellow mud, which contains the Mother Qi of the World, to help me wash away the slaughter Karmic Obstruction on my body! This isn't punishment; this is clearly a massive stroke of luck! Look at my mud-mixing technique; haven't I already touched a sliver of the edge of the Great Dao?"
Looking at this Primordial God in the mud pit who was full of fervor and completely immersed in the fantasy of "attaining the Dao through construction."
Tantai Jinyue fell silent.
She suddenly felt that the once overbearing and invincible Old Ancestor who pressured the heavens now seemed somewhat ridiculous.
The Young Master hadn't thought that much at all. The Young Master made him mix mud purely because the courtyard wall was crooked and needed a new Foundation, and he just happened to need a laborer.
But Tantai Jinyue naturally wouldn't expose the truth.
Maintaining her cool posture, she looked down at Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo from above and spoke indifferently:
"How can an ant like you presume to guess the Young Master's thoughts?"
"The Young Master just gave orders. The weather is good today, so he wants you to speed up and finish the Foundation in the north of the city early. If you delay the Young Master's leisure..."
"I wouldn't dare! Absolutely wouldn't dare!"
Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo shivered and hurriedly patted his chest in guarantee:
"Don't worry, Great-Aunt! I'll take care of this entire Foundation by myself today! Even if I wear this half-body of mine down to nothing, I will definitely build a Foundation for the Great Dao that will never fall for the lord!"
At this point, Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo rubbed his hands together, a fawning look appearing on his old face.
"Um... Fairy Jinyue. You see, you serve the lord in the courtyard every day. Could you find a time when the lord is in a good mood to put in a few good words for this old man?"
Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo swallowed and pointed to his shriveled half-body:
"I don't ask for much, just that when the lord hands out steamed buns in the evening, he could give me one more shred of pickled vegetable. Also, please tell the lord that 'Xiao Yuan' is working very hard and definitely isn't slacking off!"
Xiao Yuan?
Hearing him refer to himself this way, the corners of Tantai Jinyue's mouth couldn't help but twitch violently.
The Dominator of the Abyss Demon Realm, an old monster who had lived for a million years, actually called himself "Xiao Yuan" just for an extra shred of pickled vegetable?!
"We'll see how you perform."
Tantai Jinyue left these cold words, turned around, and walked away without giving him another glance.
"Thank you, Fairy! Thank you for the help, Fairy!"
Ancient Ancestor Yuanmo bowed repeatedly in the mud pit with excitement. He then grabbed the shovel like a mad bull, swinging it so fast it left afterimages.
"Everyone, move aside! This pit of yellow mud is mine! Whoever dares to snatch my Dao fortune, I'll fight them to the death!"
...
Tantai Jinyue pushed open the wooden door and returned to the quiet small courtyard.
Outside were the powerhouses of the heavens fighting over a shovel of yellow mud in full swing.
Inside, under the Osmanthus Tree.
The young man in white with delicate features was lying on a rocking chair with his eyes closed. His chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing, sleeping very peacefully.
Tantai Jinyue walked to the rocking chair and slowly squatted down.
She looked at Lin Yuan's profile, and her eyes no longer held any of the arrogance she once had as a demoness; only a deep, inseparable obsession and piety remained.
Even a Primordial God, in front of the Young Master, was only fit to beg for a shred of pickled vegetable in a mud pit with gratitude.
Yet she could stay by the Young Master's side day and night, pouring tea and water for him.
"What virtue or ability does Jinyue have to be blessed with such fortune..."
Tantai Jinyue's eyes reddened slightly. She reached out her fair, jade-like hand and extremely gently tucked in the Thin Blanket that had slipped off Lin Yuan, as if guarding the most precious treasure in the entire Universe.