Chapter 298: Hungry Ghost Dao, Mosquito Daoist!

It turns out to be Father; he really is the strongest!

After hearing Ne Zha and Ao Qian's words, Ao Wukong appeared very excited.

Someday, I will surpass Father!

Seeing Ao Wukong's excited face, Ne Zha and Ao Qian exchanged a glance and both shook their heads.

Still so young!

Back then, they were no different, but after experiencing blow after blow, both Ne Zha and Ao Qian knew that in this lifetime they probably couldn't surpass their father's height.

There's no way; according to Father's saying, it was Father's experience when he was weak and small that cultivated his unyielding will, leading to his later rapid progress.

As for them, they were overly protected by Father, lacking many hardships, which is why they can't be like their father.

Regarding this, Ne Zha and the others also feel helpless.

After all, who let them enjoy the best resources of the Three Realms from birth? For a second-generation immortal to suffer any setback is really hard!

What about it, the spider spirit of the Coiled Silk Cave—should we go meet it?

Just then, Ao Wukong opened his mouth to ask.

In an instant, whether Ne Zha or Ao Qian, even Ao Lie and Shang Sangzang beside them, all gave Ao Wukong a strange look.

Monkey, indeed still a monkey!

The words their father spoke when he left, plus all these years of his reputation—doesn't the meaning become obvious?

That spider spirit might already be their young lady; in the past, they even had to pay respects.

How dare they still go look for trouble with that spider spirit?

Zhaizi, on the road from now on, when you strike, don't be too hasty; if you hurt our brothers and sisters, Father won't forgive you lightly!

Suddenly, Ao Lie lifted his eyelids and glanced at Ne Zha atop his head.

Hearing that, Ne Zha laughed embarrassedly.

Indeed, on this journey, whenever he encountered monsters, he liked to 'string them all together'; if he hurt his own brothers and sisters, it would indeed be embarrassing.

After all, later they'll still have to go ask the Holy Person of Hou Tu for people; if this gets back to their fathers' ears, they'll likely be scolded by their respective mothers.

Forget it; from now on, before fighting, first ask what the other party's father is called.

Ne Zha secretly thought to himself.

It is precisely because of today's experience that Ne Zha has developed the habit of, whenever he encounters any monster in the future, first greeting the other party's father.

For those monsters originally with bad tempers, this is nothing short of an insult to their monster nature.

Then these monsters will actively attack Ne Zha.

The final result is that these monsters who made a move are all 'strung together' by Ne Zha.

It seems the result hasn't changed.

……

Finally back!

Possessing Time City, Ao Yifan has a keen sense of temporal-spatial power.

So, the moment he emerged from the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk, Ao Yifan immediately confirmed he had returned to his original space-time.

Then, all that remains is the Hungry Ghost Dao.

Ao Yifan turned his head to look at Hou Tu Niangniang beside him and said, 'Dao friend, for the Hungry Ghost Dao, who is the person you've selected? Surely it's not another set of twin sisters, right?'

Although he said that, in truth Ao Yifan is still quite looking forward to twin sisters.

Like the Seven Fairies beside his mother-in-law, and for example, the seven spider spirits he encountered this time.

Dao friend, please rest assured!

Hou Tu Niangniang said with a solemn face: 'Regarding the selection for the Hungry Ghost Dao, I will absolutely not make things difficult for you. This girl was born at the dawn of Hongmeng, transformed from the first mosquito in the chaos; her temperament is extremely ferocious—even I need to properly tame her before I can safely hand her over to you, lest she harm you.'

Huh?

Listening to Hou Tu Niangniang's description, Ao Yifan felt increasingly uneasy.

Dao friend, what you're describing isn't that Mosquito Daoist, is it?

Ao Yifan couldn't help but ask.

Huh? Dao friend, you also know the Mosquito Daoist?

Hou Tu Niangniang was somewhat surprised, after all, the Mosquito Daoist is a great menace of the Three Realms; many immortals consider her name a taboo.

Precisely because this Mosquito Daoist feeds on immortals' flesh and blood; even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would retreat three paces from her.

And in Hou Tu Niangniang's view, Ao Yifan seems quite young; logically, he shouldn't have heard of her name.

Dao friend, has that Mosquito Daoist already fallen into your hands?

Ao Yifan suddenly developed a strong interest.

He knows full well that the Mosquito Daoist's mouthparts are extremely ferocious; in the future, even Guiling Holy Mother, one of the Four Holy Mothers of the Sect of the Cut, was directly drained dry by her.

That Mosquito Daoist has such a skill; I actually want to witness it.

Ao Yifan's heart was full of anticipation.

Beside her, Hou Tu Niangniang naturally didn't know what Ao Yifan was anticipating; she only heard herself say: 'The Mosquito Daoist's blood escape technique is superb; I myself sent my Hell Dharma Appearance to pursue her, and now she has been driven to the vicinity of the Netherworld Blood Sea—soon enough, I can capture her.'

Netherworld Blood Sea!

Hearing the words 'Netherworld Blood Sea', Ao Yifan's eyes lit up and he said: 'Dao friend, the Dizang of the Western Teaching lately seems to be preparing to act against the Netherworld Blood Sea, right?'

Huh? You also know about this?

This made Hou Tu Niangniang even more surprised.

To be honest, Dizang wants to liberate the entire Netherworld Blood Sea; she only heard of this not long ago.

Of course, regarding this, Hou Tu Niangniang doesn't care.

In Hou Tu Niangniang's view, the other party is just a delusional fantasy.

After all, the Netherworld Blood Sea is Minghe Laozi's territory; even though Dizang, due to his great vow, has linked the underworld's fortune, he could never be a match for the peak Quasi-Saint Minghe Laozi.

Then that's good!

Ao Yifan smiled, and in the next moment, a flash of spiritual light appeared around his body.

Immediately after, under Hou Tu Niangniang's strange gaze, he transformed into the appearance of a Western Teaching practitioner.

"Fellow Daoist, what is this?"

Hou Tu Niangniang said, puzzled.

"I am the eldest disciple of Puti Laozi, Venerable Joy!"

Saying that, Ao Yifan flipped his right hand, and a Jade Leaf appeared in his palm.

Hearing Ao Yifan's words, Hou Tu Niangniang was slightly taken aback.

She had never heard that Ao Yifan was the eldest disciple of Puti Laozi.

"But the Jade Leaf in his hand indeed carries the aura of Puti Laozi!"

A Saint's aura cannot be faked, which means that the Token in Ao Yifan's hand is indeed Puti Laozi's Token.

"Could it be that he has truly become a disciple of Puti Laozi?"

Thinking of this, Hou Tu Niangniang felt a little uneasy.

After all, she is about to become a Saint; if Ao Yifan wishes to take a Saint as his master, he could simply take her as his teacher.

Why would he take Puti Laozi as his master? Is he looking down on her?

Hou Tu Niangniang herself didn't know why she felt uneasy; this feeling was strange, a sensation she had never experienced before.