After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 283 Keeping the Appointment in the Human World (The End)

Song Miaozhu glanced through the "Heavenly Craftsmanship Golden Book" and then toured the various celestial palaces of the Hundred Arts Heavenly Crafts Realm. A year passed in the blink of an eye.

The appointed time with the True Lord of All Spirits and the True Lord of Guiding Yin Spirits was approaching, and she waved her hand to summon the boundary gate.

This gate is not only the gateway to the Hundred Arts and Crafts Realm, but also the most convenient way for her to reach other realms.

Whether it's the Primordial Chaos Realm, the Nine Netherworlds Realm, or the Human Realm, you only need to say the name of the place you want to go, and after opening the door, you can arrive directly there.

However, the Primordial Life Realm and the Nine Netherworld Realm have masters, so she can only go outside the realms and enter them after obtaining permission from their masters. But in the Human Realm, she can go anywhere.

"Go to the Fairy Shrine outside Xiaozhushan!" Song Miaozhu said before walking into the boundary gate.

The bluestone slabs outside the Fairy Temple were still stained with a light gold color. Tourists thronged the area, and the air was filled with the smell of incense amidst the bustling crowds. The money in the donation boxes was overflowing.

Song Miaozhu suddenly appeared in the crowd, creating a sense of disorientation in time and space. Although only a year had passed, the Fairy Temple seemed even more bustling than before.

She sensed two auras in the Fairy Shrine that shared the same origin as the two congratulatory invitations, and she walked towards them.

Her figure passed through the crowd, the hem of her clothes brushing against the knees of the worshippers, but no one paid her any attention.

Inside the Fairy Shrine, no one noticed that two people had been standing in front of the statue, pointing and talking at it for a long time.

"You've come! Come and see, mortals have erected a statue for you! This statue is much more beautiful than the ones we had back then, it looks exactly like you!"

The speaker was as thin as paper, with a pale, almost transparent complexion. A cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye was as red as dripping blood. His eyes were one silver and one black; the silver eyes were like the moon illuminating the River of Oblivion, while the black eyes were like bottomless wells.

Her long, black hair was loosely tied up with a piece of red silk, and she wore a black dress with a hem that spread out like splashed ink, on which vague human faces could be seen.

Barefoot, the copper bells hanging from his ankles jingled softly as he appeared beside Song Miaozhu in an instant, pulling her hand and marveling at her:

"As expected of True Lord Lingchu Xuanji!"

In her eyes, Song Miaozhu was slender and graceful, with skin as white as snow, eyebrows like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and a seven-colored fairy light between her brows. Her eyes were clear as glass, with pavilions and towers floating in her left eye and seven-colored silk threads flowing in her right eye. It seemed as if all things were born and die between her eyes.

Her hair was styled in a fairy-like updo, and her dress was azure with iridescent colors flowing across the hem. The embroidery on the dress depicted a myriad of human crafts. "It's as if all the beauty and charm of heaven and earth have gathered on you, perfectly embodying the phrase 'a place of outstanding beauty and talent'!"

Song Miaozhu was a little embarrassed by the praise: "These changes are all brought about by the power of the Hundred Arts Immortal Power! You must be the True Lord of Guiding Yin Spirits!"

“That’s right!” said the True Lord of Spirit Guidance. “Just call me by my mortal name. My name is Xie You.”

After saying that, he didn't forget to introduce another True Lord to her: "This is Su Changsheng, the True Lord of the Myriad Spirits Transformation."

This True Lord is nine feet tall, wears a green vine crown, and has robes embroidered with a picture of a hundred beasts paying homage.

He smiled and nodded slightly to Song Miaozhu, his demeanor as gentle and warm as a spring drizzle.

"My name is Song Miaozhu." Song Miaozhu introduced herself at the appropriate time.

“We’ve noticed you for a while!” A sly glint flashed in Xie You’s eyes. “This time, with the power of a hundred arts descending upon the mortal realm, Changsheng and I have been secretly observing. Among all the cultivators, you are the most likely to attain immortality. Moreover…” She smiled meaningfully, “You have a deep connection with my Nine Netherworld Realm. We’ve visited your Anshou Hall and the ghost shop you co-owned!”

Song Miaozhu bowed respectfully: "Thanks to the opportunity presented by the Heavenly-level Ghost Shop in the Underworld, I was able to..."

“You’ve probably forgotten,” Xie You interrupted her with a light laugh, “that top-tier ghost shop was something you earned in the first place. Song Qingdai was you, Song Sangyu was you, Song Hengwu was you…” She counted on her fingers, “Back when you were Song Qingdai, it was with your paper-crafting skills that the Underworld was able to perfect its ghost money system and the rules of Fengdu City. That top-tier ghost shop was just a small reward I promised to your disciples and reincarnations.”

Song Miaozhu was speechless for a moment.

It turns out that Song Qingdai, the founder of the "Paper Crafting Secrets" school, was her, and Song Sangyu, who bought the Heavenly Ghost Shop back then, was also her!
My ancestor was myself!
No wonder Xie You treated her so well.

"When you have some free time, you might as well go and see the Three Lives Stone in the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs Realm." Xie You blinked, then suddenly changed the subject, "But for now... Fellow Daoist Song, why don't you take us around this town? You've lived here all your life, so you must know where the most interesting places are. The mortal realm is changing in an instant, and even we two old guys are a bit confused about it."

Su Changsheng nodded with a smile, his eyes revealing anticipation.

"Please follow me, both of you." Song Miaozhu smiled and gestured for them to come.

The three of them used their magical powers to conceal their presence and walked slowly together into the town.

(End of the article)