Sword of Coming

The old steward led the way for the esteemed water goddess and the seemingly even more esteemed guest to the guest hall.

Chen Ping'an walked next to Zhong Kui and observed the scenery in Green Roving Residence. There was a lively and vivid painting of the water god temple and Burial River on some spirit wall, and the wafting smoke in the painting drifted around the wall. Not only that, but he could also hear the gushing sound of the churning river.

Apart from Zhong Kui, the water goddess was the only person who could see Chen Ping'an was actually just a yin soul. The two Daoist priests had failed to notice this. Of course, this was partly because the water god temple and Green Roving Residence were both part of the water goddess' territory.

As for the river demon and the water ghosts, the former had chosen to travel along Burial River to advance its cultivation, and it had already come close to rivaling the water goddess in power, especially when it was in the Burial River. As a result, this river demon was also able to see through Chen Ping'an. Meanwhile, the latter were like drunkards who had smelled the fragrance of wine. It was because of this that they were innately drawn to Chen Ping'an.

They arrived at a large hall where the candles were as thick as arms. The water goddess' bowl of stir-fried eel noodles was still sitting on the table.

Chen Ping'an was rendered speechless with shock when he saw the so-called bowl.

Meanwhile, Zhong Kui was completely unfazed as he sat down and said to the water goddess with a smile, "I want some stir-fried eel noodles as well. I don't need such a big bowl, just a small plate will do."

The water goddess nodded in acknowledgment before turning to Chen Ping'an and asking, "Do you want a midnight snack as well?"

Unlike yang souls, which were essentially a second body for cultivators, yin souls couldn't eat the delicacies of the world. Instead, yin souls could only absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nurture themselves.