“Cuo, I must let you experience my culinary skills tonight!” Nángōu Huàn, grateful for her second chance at life, excitedly grasped Dōng Yàncuò''s hand.


    Unable to repay his life-saving grace, she decided to take care of his meals from now on!


    “Is it really made by Huan Huan?” Dōng Yàncuò gulped unconsciously, his expression adorably dazed. He had never tasted Huan Huan''s cooking; would it be as sweet as her fingers?


    “Absolutely, let’s go right away!” Nángōu Huàn took the initiative to pull Dōng Yàncuò''s hand, resembling a young couple holding hands.


    However, Dōng Yàncuò pulled her back, placing his hand on her shoulder where she was injured, saying, “You’re hurt.”


    Nángōu Huàn was momentarily taken aback, then smiled sweetly, “It’s just a small injury; it’ll be fine soon.”


    Unbeknownst to her, Dōng Yàncuò used some kind of power, and after just a brief moment of holding, when he removed his hand, her wound had healed and scabbed over.


    What?! Nángōu Huàn widened her eyes in surprise—was it really healed so quickly?


    “That won’t hurt now,” Dōng Yàncuò added, standing obediently, waiting for her to lead him.


    Nángōu Huàn’s eyes softened as she gently said, “Cuo cuo, thank you! I’ll make sure you eat your fill later!”


    “Okay!” Dōng Yàncuò smiled shyly, a sense of joy blooming in his heart. He didn’t quite understand why he felt this way, but... he quite liked it.


    The two left the courtyard hand in hand.


    Of course, she didn’t forget to pick up the heads of the five death soldiers and toss them into her storage pouch. Half of the heads would hang in Shen Yéyáo’s courtyard, and the other half in Nángōu Qiānr’s courtyard.


    As dawn broke, screams erupted from both courtyards.


    “Ah—!”


    Nángōu Qiānr turned pale with fright as she saw a row of heads hanging neatly from the eaves, with a large pool of fresh blood on the ground.


    She immediately ran towards Shen Yéyáo’s courtyard, recognizing these death soldiers as belonging to her mother’s side. Did something happen to her mother?


    Upon arriving at Shen Yéyáo''s courtyard, she found Shen Yéyáo had fainted in a fit of rage, with maids bustling around her!


    Not only were there heads hanging in this courtyard, but blood had also been used to write four large, bold characters on the ground—“Come catch me!”


    Especially in front of those four characters stood a dilapidated coffin covered in moss, the origin of which was unknown. Inside the coffin, the name “Shen Yéyáo” was also written in blood, along with over forty dead worms tossed inside.


    What was even more mocking was that two yellow chrysanthemums had been thrown beside the coffin.


    This incident naturally alarmed the higher-ups of the Nángōu family. They intended to investigate thoroughly but found no clues. Before long, the elders from Shen Yéyáo’s branch suppressed the matter.Stolen novel; please report.


    If they were to dig deeper, the filthy deeds Shen Yéyáo had done using the worms in the past would likely come to light.


    While chaos erupted in Shen Yéyáo’s courtyard, the “culprit” had already returned to the small courtyard, happily indulging in a feast.


    After eating her fill, Nángōu Huàn lay down on a soft couch and fell into a deep sleep.


    She then entered a meditative state, and after a brief period of cultivation, her mental energy was restored.


    Inside her, two spiritual platforms intertwined and rotated. The first spiritual platform shone brightly, while the second was dim and needed to absorb more spiritual energy.


    Nángōu Huàn glanced at the Dì Míng Ring on her hand. Before establishing her spiritual platforms, she could only enter the ring with her consciousness, but after establishing them, she felt something different—her physical body seemed able to enter as well.


    Thinking of this, Nángōu Huàn decided to give it a try.


    As she activated her spiritual energy, she closed her eyes and opened them again, and the world before her transformed dramatically!


    The world inside the Dì Míng Ring was a massive palace castle, surrounded by twelve auspicious beast fountain statues in the grand square. The ground was paved with totem stones depicting myriad beasts, and the garden was exquisite and elegant, with flowers blooming along the corridors. What caught her attention most was the tall clock tower on the left side of the castle.


    Above the clock tower hovered a massive golden crown-like phantom. The palace was grand, but no matter what, Nángōu Huàn could not enter that clock tower.


    The spirit elder had said that to enter the clock tower, she needed a medium, but she had no idea what that medium was.


    “Ah, you’ve come in, disciple,” a relaxed voice of the spirit elder rang out.


    Nángōu Huàn turned her head to see the spirit elder lounging in a flower-patterned pair of shorts in an outdoor pool, leaning against the edge, wearing sunglasses, and holding a glass goblet filled with half a cup of smoky gray liquid. Nearby, a small barbecue grill was set up, giving off a vacation vibe.


    Nángōu Huàn couldn’t help but twitch her lips; ever since she mentioned the idea of a pool, the spirit elder had created a luxurious pool inside the Dì Míng Ring.


    Yànjī and Xuèjī had also been brought in by Nángōu Huàn, and upon seeing the spirit elder, they were struck with astonishment.


    Though they were both soul entities, the spirit elder was entirely different from them!


    “He is my master, the spirit elder,” Nángōu Huàn introduced them. “Once you both strengthen your soul power, you’ll be able to touch the physical realm like the spirit elder.”


    “Spirit elder!” Yànjī and Xuèjī bowed respectfully to him, their hearts racing with excitement. Their master not only had a unique space but also a powerful master!


    They felt they had followed the right master!


    The spirit elder removed his sunglasses, waved his hand, and two brooms flew over, landing in the hands of the two girls. He smiled and said, “Come, come, let’s give you two a task—sweep the leaves in the front yard.”


    Yànjī and Xuèjī exchanged glances, and after seeing Nángōu Huàn had no objections, they took the brooms and went to sweep the leaves.


    Before long, they were astonished to find that as they swept, strands of soul power began to penetrate into their bodies, much faster than cultivating in the hanging tassels!


    This made Yànjī and Xuèjī even more motivated, and they began to sweep the leaves with even more vigor.


    Nángōu Huàn also summoned Xiǎo Jiǔ, who dashed into the flowerbed, rolling around as if he loved the place.


    Hmm, it seemed like something was missing...


    Suddenly, Nángōu Huàn remembered that she had left the glutton outside, but he was currently sleeping, so it shouldn’t matter.


    Just as she was about to take another look, her consciousness spread outside the Dì Míng Ring, only to be surprised to find Dōng Yàncuò had woken up!


    He was sitting upright, frowning deeply, staring at the spot where she had disappeared, a look of worry on his face, completely different from before.


    After pondering for a moment, Nángōu Huàn left the Dì Míng Ring and returned to her room.


    “Where did Huan Huan go?” Upon seeing Nángōu Huàn suddenly appear, Dōng Yàncuò’s worry dissipated, and he returned to his adorable, dazed expression.


    Without Huan Huan around, there would be no one to feed him.


    “I’m taking you to a wonderful place.” Nángōu Huàn took his hands, attempting to lead him inside, as her internal spiritual platforms began to operate.


    It had to be said that bringing someone in was somewhat strenuous; it consumed thirty percent of her spiritual energy before she successfully brought him in.


    Upon entering the world of the Dì Míng Ring for the first time, Dōng Yàncuò was still a bit dazed. He stood there, mesmerized by the grand palace, a glimmer of light in his eyes as he unconsciously murmured, “The Truth of Time.”