Unsheathed

"We're going to pass by a mansion owned by a female ghost afterward," Chen Ping'an said. "A plaque with the characters 'Beautiful Water Noble Wind' hangs in front of this mansion, and I plan to only bring you along with me when I visit. I'll ask Shi Rou to bring Pei Qian with her and take a detour around the mountain, and they can directly travel to a place called Red Candle Town and wait for us there."

Zhu Lian was filled with eagerness as he smiled and asked, "Mhm, Young Master mentioned this matter before, but only briefly and without much detail. By the looks of it, this trip will be dangerous but not overly so?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and replied, "There's a female ghost wearing a wedding dress living in that mansion, and I encountered some conflict with her when passing by with Baoping and the others back then. As such, I want to visit her to resolve things once and for all."

A look of realization appeared on Zhu Lian's face, and he remarked, "No wonder Young Master asked Shi Rou about the innate abilities of ghosts and yin entities in such great detail recently. We also stopped many times on our journey, and as it turns out, Young Master has been nurturing his mind and energy and also creating many yellow paper talismans."

Chen Ping'an suddenly raised a hand and said, "Shut up."

Zhu Lian smiled sheepishly in response. As expected of his young master — he truly understood his subordinate.

He hadn't managed to ask Chen Ping'an about the appearance of the female ghost in the wedding dress before, so he was truly curious about whether she was beautiful or ugly, slender or obese.

After all, he had never been admired by a beautiful female ghost living in the tombs when he was still at the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. As such, how could he let slip this opportunity now that he had come to the Majestic World?

However, the water goddess from the White Swan River was similar to Shi Rou in the sense that she hadn't taken a fancy to him either. Zhu Lian rubbed his chin and huffed in anger, "What's going on? Regardless of whether they're ghosts or gods, all of the women here like to judge people by their appearances?"

Chen Ping'an raised his Sword Nurturing Gourd and said, "Bottoms up."

Zhu Lian glanced at the wine pot beside him and said with a bitter expression, "Young Master, my wine pot is already empty."