RPAGF Chapter 471 Yang Chan goes to the West and encounters the seemingly ill Styx Ancestor.
Chapter 471 Yang Chan goes to the West and encounters the seemingly ill Styx Ancestor.
Chapter 471 Yang Chan goes to the West and encounters the seemingly ill Styx Ancestor.
Memories flooded into the dog demon's mind like a collapsing flood.
The little girl who shattered his spirit was actually Chan Lao San's older sister!
How come she can still see Goddess Nuwa after more than ten years?
More than a decade has passed, how come her luck is still so good?
The dog demon looked up to the sky and cried out:
"Heavens above! Do you treat her like your own daughter?"
Yang Jiao recognized him at this moment. It turned out that the dog demon following Yang Chan was the same one she had seen when she lit incense to ask for Nezha's hand in marriage.
After much back and forth, it turns out that this dog demon and the Yang family have some connection.
But... is she God's favorite daughter?
Yang Jiao corrected her:
"The seniority is correct, but the relationship is wrong."
"Huh?" The dog demon just vented casually, but he didn't expect that his words would completely confuse his brain.
What do you mean?
What generation are they in? What is their relationship?
Is it related to... Heaven?
The dog demon shuddered and began to tremble all over.
Suddenly remembering that he had cursed Yang Jiao, a thunderclap immediately sounded in the sky.
At that time, he thought that he had spoken disrespectfully in the Nuwa Palace, which led to Nuwa's punishment. It turned out that... it was the heavens themselves expressing their dissatisfaction.
The dog demon trembled like a leaf, but quickly calmed down.
He's now a demon who follows Chan Laosan. Since the person in front of him has a connection to the heavens, then Chan Laosan must have one too.
In that instant, he suddenly felt that there was hope for his survival as a demon!
After Yang Chan understood the questions asked by the Mosquito Taoist and had a better understanding of the situation, she took the Mosquito Taoist's arm and walked back.
She looked at Yang Jiao obediently and said:
"Sister, it's getting late. Are you going to stay the night or return to the Shang and Zhou lands?"
Yang Jiao scrutinized Yang Chan, then turned her gaze to the Mosquito Taoist, and asked in return:
"You seem to be in a hurry for your sister to leave?"
"Then I won't leave, I'll sleep with you tonight," Yang Chan said casually, without showing any emotion.
Yang Jiao raised one eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying, and gazed at the rising moon in the sky, saying:
"Seeing you is enough. I've been busy lately, but I'll be able to spend more time with you soon."
Yang Chan didn't try to stop her, and obediently waved to Yang Jiao:
Goodbye, sister.
Yang Jiao gave her a meaningful look, waved his hand, and left with Mosquito Taoist.
The two of them quickly flew into the night sky.
Looking at the moonlight that seemed to have sprinkled a layer of golden light on Yang Jiao, making her appear even more exquisite, Mosquito Taoist couldn't help but boast, "..."
"Yang Jiao, I haven't told Yang Chan any secrets."
puff.
Yang Jiao laughed:
"Mosquito, if you associate with Chan'er, you'll easily be sold out by her and still help count the money."
Mosquito Taoist's eyes widened. "Yang Chan only asked about other people, not you."
"It's alright, Chan'er should be a sensible person."
……
My sister has left.
As the figure disappeared from sight, Yang Chan remained rooted to the spot, her gaze lingering.
The dog demon rushed forward with ecstatic joy, and blurted out as he looked at Yang Chan:
"Third Sister Chan, your family has such a powerful background?"
"Hmm?" Yang Chan withdrew her gaze, looked at the dog demon, and asked incredulously, "Chan... Third Brother?"
Normally, isn't she called Boss Chan?
"Huh? You don't like the title 'Third Brother'?" the dog demon asked.
"Oh."
Yang Chan laughed in exasperation.
Sometimes this is why people don't want to talk to these demons; it's really frustrating.
Most of the time, she is unwilling to come out of her subconscious, unless 'Yang Chan' can't handle it.
She stared coldly at the dog demon.
The dog demon suddenly felt a chill run through his body, stood at attention, and shouted in a deep, resonant voice that echoed through the night sky:
"Boss Chan!"
Yang Chan lowered her eyes and waved to the pig demon again.
Huffing and puffing.
She punched him on the head with a force that contained absolutely no magic.
"Don't call me that again." A smile crept across her face as she proudly declared, "That's my sister."
The pig demon covered his head, feeling that people's hearts were too hard to fathom!
He was clearly trying to appease Chan Lao San and show his loyalty to Chan Lao Da.
Yang Chan quickly returned to the house, wrapped the Lotus Lantern up, and walked out through the front door.
She paused as she stepped over the threshold, and asked softly:
“If Goddess Nuwa does not stop her, then Yang Chan’s trip will not have been wrong.”
After saying that, Yang Chan stepped straight out of the Nuwa Palace, where she had lived for nearly ten years.
The journey was smooth.
The wind rushed towards her face, and the willows on both sides of the road sprouted new buds, swaying like seaweed.
Yang Chan flew even faster, but instead of chasing after Yang Jiao, she went to the Western Religion to ensure everything went smoothly.
Outside, it's like a maze.
Yang Chan had no idea of the exact location. Relying on her memories of talking to Kinnara each time, she managed to avoid the location of the Western Sect and arrived at the Netherworld Blood Sea.
The blood-red ocean was so intense that even the bright moon in the sky could not offer a single glimmer of golden light.
She was secretly delighted.
"You've come to the right place."
Yang Chan landed in the middle of the sea of blood.
Just as it surfaced, it sensed danger behind it.
Her brows furrowed quickly, and she dodged a steel fork with a somersault. A surge of irritation welled up inside her, and she slapped Ashura across the face with her backhand.
It knocked his head off.
Only a blood-spurting torso remained standing before them.
Yang Chan took another step, then pulled back the next second, her breathing becoming even more unsteady.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of Asuras surged out from beneath the sea of blood, each one incredibly ugly, with bared teeth and grimacing faces.
Yang Chan slowly placed her hand on the Lotus Lantern, about to untie the cloth covering it,
The sea of blood surged even more terrifyingly.
A vortex was formed in the very center.
Tens of thousands of Asuras bowed in unison to offer their congratulations:
"I have met the Styx Ancestor."
A domineering-looking person slowly rose from within; in the entire Blood Sea, he was the only one whose appearance wasn't ugly.
Yang Chan was even more alarmed, fearing that things would not end well today.
"Quasi-Saint Realm!" she thought to herself.
I am no match for the person in front of me.
As Yang Chan calmed down and tried to fight for a chance of survival, the person who suddenly appeared twitched his nose and smelled the scent of the Mosquito Daoist on her.
The murderous intent on the face of the Styx Ancestor vanished instantly.
As if he had suddenly lost interest in Yang Chan, he said softly:
"Another acquaintance of Little Mosquito?"
Yang Chan found these words baffling and looked at the Styx Ancestor with even greater vigilance.
In the stalemate, just as she was about to use the Lotus Lantern to escape, she saw the Styx Ancestor appear in a vortex just like when he had appeared earlier, and then disappear again.
Along with it disappeared the vast army of Asuras on the sea of blood.
Yang Chan muttered to herself:
"What kind of strange people are in the West?"
However, since such a powerful being wanted to let her go, Yang Chan wouldn't make a fool of herself and quickly tried to leave.
I just lifted my foot.
The vanished Styx Ancestor suddenly reappeared before our eyes.
Yang Chan tensed up and picked up the Lotus Lantern again in fear.
A hint of hesitation flashed across the face of the Styx Ancestor. Although the person in front of him smelled of mosquitoes and was still very fresh, it was clear that they had had physical contact earlier that day.
The little mosquito wasn't very friendly to others, and besides, this girl looked somewhat like Yang Jiao.
The Styx Ancestor spared her life out of consideration for the Mosquito Taoist.
But letting her go like that left me feeling stifled.
He looked at Yang Chan, then suddenly let out a heavy snort, and then raised his hand.
Splash!
A wave of blood drenched Yang Chan completely.
She was completely unable to move and watched helplessly as the towering blood wave enveloped her. She thought she was about to die, but unexpectedly, the old man simply poured the blood wave over her and that was it.
This is... like a childish act of throwing water and running away to vent their frustration.
Unaware of the relationship between Mosquito Daoist and Styx Ancestor, and unaware of the feud between Yang Jiao and Styx Ancestor, Yang Chan's hand, clutching the Lotus Lantern, trembled as she angrily exclaimed:
"Aren't all people from the West weird?!"