Chapter 510: Dead mouth, you spoke very well, don't speak next time

"Of course it is... you were the one who knocked the snake to the ground, so the snake demon is yours to deal with and clean up."

"This snake was pressed under the Leifeng Pagoda and could still rush out; it must be a bit tough."

"So, you have to save the snakeskin for me. It's a rare, iridescent white, and it's all sparkly and bling-bling; I'll keep it to take home as a specimen ornament."

When making handicraft ornaments, the quality of the appearance is very important.

She kept talking incessantly as she slipped off to the backyard.

Nezha looked at the Armillary Sash tied around his body, struggling a few times without success. He could only call out helplessly: "How about you untie me first?"

"You've tied me up how many times now? No, I won't untie you," Tang An's voice came from afar.

"No, if you don't untie me, how am I supposed to handle it?"

"Don't care, won't listen, won't ask." As she spoke, with a "clack," the backyard door closed.

Nezha looked to Yang Jian and Sun Wukong for help, but the two of them silently moved to the side, then "pitter-patter," they all slipped away.

At times like this, it was better for them not to provoke their Master.

Nezha let out a deep sigh and looked at Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian. It was clear that neither of them dared to touch the snake, so the poor, ill-fated Nezha could only squat down, grab the snake's tail, and hop his way to the backyard to deal with it.

It was fortunate he had experience in dragon-slaying; otherwise, being tied up like this, the snakeskin ornament Tang An wanted would have been truly difficult to manage.

For the next few days, Tang An lived as if she were on vacation, lying flat at Baohe Hall.

Aside from occasionally fiddling with the snake demon specimen artwork, she basically did nothing but eat and sleep.

Her way of interacting with Bai Suzhen was no longer looking at her through the lens of her mother, but truly treating her as Bai Suzhen herself.

After all, she had already reached a clear realization: the past life is the past life, and this life is this life. Though they are one person, they are not the same person.

Only when the destined time arrives will Bai Suzhen truly be Tang Zhenzhu herself.

"Miss Tang, have the wounds on your body all healed?" Bai Suzhen served Tang An a bowl of soup.

Tang An stood up and took the bowl with both hands, "They have."

"Do you need my husband to check your pulse again?"

"There is no need." Tang An smiled faintly and scooped a spoonful of soup to drink, "By the way, my wounds are healed, so we should be leaving tomorrow."

"I have troubled the two of you these past few days."

Bai Suzhen thought Tang An had misunderstood, so she hurriedly explained: "Miss Tang, I was just concerned about your health; I didn't mean anything else."

"I know." Tang An could feel that Bai Suzhen was influenced by her mother's soul, showing her a bit more of a mother's radiant love.

"It's just that some things need to be brought to a complete end, so I need to go back and deal with them."

Bai Suzhen breathed a sigh of relief, "Is it still full of danger?"

"Hmm... it's alright, I suppose."

Bai Suzhen stood up and took some golden sore medicine and scar-repairing ointment out of her medicine chest.

"Miss Tang, you must keep these medicines on you at all times. And these, these can remove scars."

"Girls all love beauty; it's not good to leave scars on your body."

Tang An took the medicines and glanced sideways at the wounds on her shoulders and body.

Yes, a young lady wouldn't want to have scars on her body. But she didn't know since when she had long stopped caring about such things.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Tang An stood up and poured wine for Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.

Seeing Tang An get up, Sun Wukong and the others also stood up.

"What is Miss Tang doing?" Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian had just started to get up when they were pressed back down by Tang An.

"A life-saving grace, I have no way to repay it. Today, I offer you two a cup of wine to express my gratitude."

"I wish you two a lifetime of growing love, health into old age, a happy family reunion, many descendants, and the joy of a harmonious household."

The blessings she spoke were more like a bestowing of fortune.

With Tang An's current cultivation realm, bestowing fortune upon mortals was already enough to make her words become reality.

Bai Suzhen and her husband looked at each other, their smiles sweet.

"Then we two wish Miss Tang an early reunion with your family and a safe return."

Tang An was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Good."

Early the next morning, in the mountain forest.

Tang An sat on Jiuyue's back, leaning against her fox tail, a blade of grass dangling from her mouth.

Of the three disciples, Wukong and Yang Jian walked in front, while Nezha followed by her side as always.

In a daze, Tang An felt as if she had returned to the time of the Journey to the West.

"Do you think Fuxi and Nuwa are a married couple?"

"Did the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor meet through a blind date? Or was it an arranged marriage by the Heavenly Dao?"

"Has Master really read CEO romance novels to pass the time? Could Yuanshi Tianzun and the Heavenly Dao be..."

"Crack!"

A sudden clap of thunder gave Tang An a huge fright.

"Damn it, what did I even say for you to strike me?"

Hongjun did not speak, only blindly chasing Tang An with thunderbolts.

"You menopause-ridden old man, you don't play by the rules!" Tang An cursed like this, but her tone was still a tiny bit guilty.

After all, she hadn't really said anything, but what she was thinking... *cough cough*...

The master and disciples were struck by the Heavenly Dao all the way, and it wasn't until they had run several hundred miles that he finally gave up on chasing them to strike.

It was only because Tang An wanted to relive the feeling of the Journey to the West; otherwise, she would have rolled up her sleeves and fought him long ago.

"Master, have you really let go?" Yang Jian stopped and let Tang An down to rest for a while.

In this environment, he subconsciously felt that Tang An was still the mortal from the Journey to the West who needed to be taken care of and needed to rest.

The master and three disciples rested in a ruined temple, and Nezha returned carrying dry firewood. It was just a pity that he hadn't found any sweet potatoes, so he couldn't roast them for Tang An to eat.

"It's not so much that I've come to terms with it, but rather that after a sudden enlightenment regarding the Great Dao, I see many things more clearly."

"Death and avoidance have never solved any problems."

"They only leave behind a mess, and the Causality continues. Who knows, it might even restart all over again, and I would have to suffer through it all once more."

"I am tired; I do not want to continue this cycle of pain anymore."

"Therefore, I can only face the problem head-on, resolve the root of the problem, and end these endless days."

Yang Jian listened to Tang An saying these words, the corners of his mouth twitching as if he wanted to say something, yet he still did not speak.

Tang An leaned against the fluffy Jiuyue, stroked her fox tail, and continued: "When I attained enlightenment on the Great Dao, I already understood. Even the Primordial Demon cannot escape the path of Yin and Yang."

"I have a premonition that I will soon find a way to restrain the Primordial Demon and completely end all of this."

"Very soon, very soon we will be able to end everything, retire to the mountains and forests, and live the life of truly carefree immortals."

Just after saying this, Tang An sat up with a "whoosh," hurriedly patted her own mouth, and then spat "pui pui pui" several times to the side.

Damn it, I set a flag without realizing it; this is going to be the end of me!

Stupid mouth, that was well said, don't say it again next time.