Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 146 - 145: Drink a Bowl of Soup

Chapter 146: Chapter 145: Drink a Bowl of Soup

Yan Rufeng’s lips curled into a smile. "You should worry about yourselves instead. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, when you cross the bridge and see Meng Po, make sure you don’t drink her soup."

"Tch!"

Old Yan scoffed: "Who would drink that stuff? Brothers, follow me and let’s smash her soup pot..."

The Eight Ghosts reached the Meng Po Pavilion in an instant, but they didn’t see the legendary Meng Po, only the pot brewing the Meng Po Soup, emitting wisps of steam.

Old Yan ordered: "Brothers, get to work..."

Suddenly, a tinkle of laughter echoed.

"Hehe..."

"It’s been a long time since any ghosts came by. Tell me, how did you all die?"

The Eight Ghosts were taken aback. "Who?"

"Who else but the widely adored, irresistibly charming Meng Xiaopo, Sister Meng, whose one glance can make gods across the universe swoon!"

"Pfft..."

Fat Ghost Old Yan couldn’t hold back his laughter. "Isn’t she just the legendary Meng Po, an old granny claiming she’s prettier than flowers!"

"Dare to call me an old granny, looking for a beating, huh..."

No sooner had the words left her mouth than a graceful figure responded.

"Who called me an old granny just now? Step forward!"

"I..."

Old Yan stepped forward.

"Haha!"

Meng Xiaopo sneered. "Now, apologize to me while you still can."

Old Yan said fiercely: "What if I don’t apologize?"

"Hehe!"

Meng Xiaopo laughed. "Then don’t blame me if I send you to the Beast Path."

As soon as she finished speaking, she formed a magic spell with her hands, sending a green beam of light flying toward Old Yan.

"Sister Meng, spare him..."

Meng Xiaopo paused. "Why does this voice sound so familiar..."

"Sister Meng..."

Yan Rufeng walked over, holding Niuniu’s hand.

Upon seeing Yan Rufeng, Meng Xiaopo exclaimed: "Brother Rufeng!"

Niuniu lifted her head, her gaze fixed on Meng Xiaopo.

"This sister is so beautiful..."

Being complimented was a joy, but being praised by an adorable little girl like Niuniu was sheer delight.

"Hehe!"

Meng Xiaopo laughed happily. "Niuniu has such a sweet mouth."

"Sister Meng, how do you know Niuniu?" Yan Rufeng wondered.

"Hmm." Meng Xiaopo was surprised. "Rufeng, why is your cultivation so low? Tell me, have you been mischievous again, deliberately concealing your cultivation to fool others?"

Yan Rufeng smiled wryly. "Sister Meng, this time I’m not hiding my cultivation."

"Could it be you..."

Meng Xiaopo hesitated.

Yan Rufeng smiled calmly. "Sister Meng, I don’t want to talk about the past. Let’s talk about you instead."

"I..."

Meng Xiaopo pointed at herself, then smiled gracefully. "What’s there to say about me? Let’s talk about your Yi Mu instead."

"She..."

"What about her?" Meng Xiaopo asked.

"She’s already dead."

"What did you say?"

Meng Xiaopo asked in disbelief. "You said Yi Mu is dead? Then why haven’t I seen her soul in the Netherworld?"

Yan Rufeng replied, "Aren’t you here? How could you see her soul?"

Meng Xiaopo said, "Brother Rufeng, you might not know this, but this is just one of my avatars."

"Avatar?" Yan Rufeng was stunned.

Meng Xiaopo smiled gracefully. "Yes, my avatar came here right after the great war between witches and demons tens of thousands of years ago."

Yan Rufeng was shocked. "I didn’t expect you to have been here for so long."

"Yes."

Yan Rufeng continued, "Sister Meng, does this mean that the Netherworld on Canglong Star is also an avatar of yours?"

"No, that is my true self!" Meng Xiaopo replied.

"This is bad..."

Yan Rufeng’s heart sank. "Yi Mu’s divine soul must not have returned to the Netherworld. Could she have been utterly annihilated?"

Yan Rufeng dared not think further.

"Sister Meng, where do you think Yi Mu’s divine soul could be?" Yan Rufeng asked urgently.

Meng Xiaopo hesitated. "Well, it’s hard to guess..."

As Yan Rufeng discussed the whereabouts of Yi Mu’s divine soul with Meng Xiaopo, he completely ignored Niuniu’s feelings.

"Master, if you care so much about that Aunt Yi Mu, why aren’t you looking for her now?" Niuniu pouted.

Only then did Yan Rufeng notice that Niuniu had somehow become unhappy.

"Oh dear, little beauty Niuniu is upset..."

Meng Xiaopo laughed. "Niuniu, is it because your master has been ignoring you?"

"Hmph!"

Niuniu snorted. "Master said he would take me to find my dad, but it turned out he didn’t mean it at all."

Yan Rufeng knew that finding Yi Mu now was too unrealistic. After all, he had not yet returned to Canglong Star nor seen Meng Xiaopo’s true self. The most practical thing now was to help Niuniu find her father.

"By the way, Sister Meng, how do you know Niuniu?" Yan Rufeng asked.

"Hehe..."

Meng Xiaopo laughed. "Brother Rufeng, you should know what I do. In this world, apart from your information being difficult to find, I can uncover the entire truth about anyone, including Niuniu."

"Uh..."

Yan Rufeng spread his hands. "In that case, please help me find out where Niuniu’s father is now?"

"He is no longer in the Pangu Universe!" Meng Xiaoshuai replied.

The Pangu Universe is the universe that includes Earth.

"Then where is he?" Yan Rufeng pressed.

"I don’t know either." Meng Xiaopo replied.

"What? Just now you said you could find anyone’s information, and now you tell me you don’t know?" Yan Rufeng raised his voice.

"What?"

Meng Xiaopo’s eyes flashed sternly. "Don’t get too cocky. If I say I don’t know, then I don’t know. Go ask someone else."

"Since Sister Meng can’t find it out either, we won’t disturb you any further."

Yan Rufeng turned and ordered, "Old Yan, you all return to the sect now."

"As you command, boss."

The Eight Ghosts floated toward the Ghost Gate.

Yan Rufeng took Niuniu’s hand. "Niuniu, let’s go too."

Just as Yan Rufeng turned with Niuniu, Meng Xiaopo called out, "Wait."

Yan Rufeng stopped and turned back. "Sister Meng, is there anything else?"

Meng Xiaopo smiled. "Brother Rufeng, although I couldn’t help you much this time, if Sister asks you to do me a favor, would you be willing?"

Yan Rufeng replied, "There’s no need to be so polite, Sister Meng. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"First, bring those eight fat ghosts back." Meng Xiaopo said.

"Alright, I’ll have them come back right away."

The Eight Ghosts immediately returned upon receiving Yan Rufeng’s order.

Yan Rufeng said, "Sister Meng, they are here now."

Meng Xiaopo smiled. "Good, now let them each drink a bowl of soup."

"What, drink the soup!" Yan Rufeng was astonished.

"If we drink Meng Po Soup, we’ll forget everything, boss. We don’t want to drink the soup!" the Eight Ghosts cried out.

Yan Rufeng stood straight and raised his voice. "Sister Meng, I am happy to help you, but if you want them to drink your soup, I’m sorry, I can’t do that..."