After transmigrating into the body of the Jade Rat Spirit, I became Nezha's adopted sister.

"Never mind..." Huang Wu sniffed, resignedly stood up, and patted his pants, which were covered in dust and grass clippings. With such a powerful figure protecting the lady, her safety was definitely not a problem.

He should figure out how to get back to Trapped Sky Mountain himself!

Huang Wu checked his bearings, then glanced back at the still faint sounds of commotion and tremors emanating from the direction of Black Wind Ridge in the distance, and shrank back. It was best to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

He transformed back into his original form, a clever and lean weasel, and darted into the dense bushes, beginning his solitary journey home towards Trapped Sky Mountain.

..................

Trapped in the Void Mountain, a bottomless abyss.

"Ouch!" Bai Yeying punched the stone bed in frustration, immediately rolled off the bed, grabbed her coat, and rushed outside.

Just as I rushed to the cave entrance, I almost bumped into Cuiluo, who was about to enter.

"Madam? Where are you going? It's not even dawn yet." Cuiluo rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at her in confusion.

"Huang Wu! I forgot Huang Wu over at Black Wind Ridge!"

Bai Yeying spoke rapidly, her face full of self-reproach: "I have to go find him!"

"Huang Wu?" Cui Luo was also startled. "He...wasn't he going with you?"

"We broke up." Bai Yeying didn't have time to explain in detail. "You stay home, I'll go pick him up."

"Madam, it's so late, it's too dangerous for you to go alone! Why don't you... wait until dawn?"

Cuiluo grabbed her arm, her face full of worry. Black Wind Ridge had just been thrown into chaos; going there now would be tantamount to venturing into a dragon's den or a tiger's lair.

Bai Yeying paused. Cui Luo was right; she was currently unsettled, and it would be unwise to rush over.

Besides... Huang Wu is very clever and has a first-rate ability to escape, so he should... be fine, right?

As she hesitated, a rustling sound and a weak voice suddenly came from outside the cave:

"Madam... Sister Cuiluo... I... I'm back..."

Bai Yeying and Cuiluo turned their heads at the same time and saw a figure covered in dust and walking with a limp, leaning against the stone wall and shakily moving in.

Who else could it be but Huang Wu?

"Huang Wu!" Bai Yeying exclaimed with surprise and joy, rushing forward to support him. "Are you alright? What happened to you?"

Huang Wu raised his dust-covered face, saw Bai Yeying, his eyes reddened, and he almost cried: "Madam...you, you and the Third Prince flew too fast, I couldn't catch up, so I had to run back by myself. On the way...I accidentally fell several times, and was even scratched by a clueless night owl..."

He stretched out his claws, and sure enough, there were several fresh scratch marks on the back of his hand.

Bai Yeying felt both heartache and guilt, so she quickly helped him sit down and asked Cuiluo to get some medicine and water.

"I'm sorry, Huang Wu, it's my fault. The situation was urgent, and I forgot about you." Bai Yeying apologized sincerely while cleaning his wound.

Huang Wu, who had been feeling wronged, immediately felt his grievances vanish upon hearing his wife's words and seeing the concern in her eyes. Instead, he felt a little embarrassed: "No, it's nothing, Madam! It's my own fault for being useless and unable to keep up... I'm just glad you and the Third Prince are alright! My injury is nothing!"

He paused, then his eyes suddenly lit up. Forgetting the pain, he lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Madam, that Third Prince... did he really say you're one of his people?"

Bai Yeying's hand trembled, almost poking Huang Wu's wound, and her eyes darted around.

"What nonsense are you talking about! That was...that was just a temporary measure! To scare that tiger spirit!" She tried to remain calm, but her bright red ears betrayed her.

Huang Wu let out an "Oh," drawing out the tone, his small eyes darting around, clearly not believing it.

Cuiluo smiled secretly to herself and handed over a clean cloth.

Bai Yeying felt uncomfortable under their gazes and quickly changed the subject: "Alright, alright, stop asking questions! Huang Wu, take good care of your injuries. Cuiluo, don't let your guard down at the cave these next few days; things at Black Wind Ridge are probably not over yet."

When the topic turned to business, both Cuiluo and Huang Wu composed themselves and nodded in agreement.

After treating Huang Wu's wounds and watching him wolf down some food before falling into a deep sleep, Bai Yeying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

....................

A few days later, Huang Wu's superficial wounds healed, and he was back to his usual lively self. Everything in Xiankong Mountain was as usual, as if the turmoil in Black Wind Ridge had never affected this place.

But Bai Yeying knew that beneath the calm surface, undercurrents were surging. She intensified her cultivation and also instructed Huang Wu and Teng Han to patrol the mountain more cautiously, watching for any disturbances.

Just then, Huang Wu's excited voice came from afar, and he scrambled closer: "Madam! Madam! Big news! The Heavenly Court has sent troops from Black Wind Ridge in the Northwest! What a grand display! It seems the Third Prince is leading the way!"

Bai Yeying's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Tell me in detail."

"It happened yesterday!"

Huang Wu described the scene with exaggerated gestures: "The heavenly soldiers and generals have completely surrounded Black Wind Ridge, shimmering with golden light, scaring away all the demons within hundreds of miles! They say they're going to completely eradicate that evil creature from the earth. It seems they've already started today; you can see divine light shooting into the sky from afar, and there are also huge roars!"

Bai Yeying looked northwest. Although she couldn't see anything through the layers of mountains, she could already imagine the scene.

He went. He led the heavenly soldiers to resolve that hidden danger.

With his skills, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

She suppressed the inexplicable worry in her heart and said to Huang Wu, "Keep an eye on things, and let me know immediately if there's any new information."

"Yes, Madam!"

Over the next few days, faint tremors and lights could be heard from the northwest from time to time. Sometimes it was pure divine light, and sometimes it was a black pillar of evil energy shooting into the sky, indicating that the battle was extremely fierce.

Bai Yeying was also somewhat restless while cultivating, and couldn't help but look in that direction.

On the evening of the fifth day, Huang Wuxing rushed back, shouting, "Madam! It's over! The evil spirits have been completely eradicated! The heavenly soldiers are starting to withdraw! Some people say they saw the Third Prince riding a cloud back to heaven, looking very majestic!"

Bai Yeying breathed a long sigh of relief. It's over now.

She peeked out of the cave and watched the sunset paint the sky a brilliant golden-red. A gentle evening breeze caressed her face, bringing the fresh scent of the mountain forest.

It's all over. Life seems to be returning to its previous tranquility.

But something feels different inside me.

For some reason, I find myself missing that disdainful tone and that red figure that always appears and disappears suddenly.

"Bai Yeying, you really are..." She laughed self-deprecatingly, shook her head, and shook off these messy thoughts.

.................

In the Heavenly Court, Nezha, riding his Wind-Fire Wheels, transformed into a streak of crimson light, piercing through layers of clouds and heading straight into the Southern Heavenly Gate.

The heavenly generals guarding the gate saw the red ribbon and the firelight from afar and bowed respectfully, not daring to obstruct it in the slightest.

The boy, without looking to the side, sped past, leaving only a scorching gust of wind behind.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, celestial music filled the air, and auspicious clouds drifted in.

The Jade Emperor sat high on his throne, with civil and military officials standing solemnly on either side. The Thousand-Mile Eye and the Wind-Following Ear had just finished reporting on the unusual activities of several demons in the mortal realm, and the atmosphere in the hall was solemn and heavy.

Just then, a crimson figure passed through the palace gate and landed in the center of the hall. The young man was dressed in red, with a tall and straight figure, exuding the untamed spirit of youth.

"Your subject, Nezha, reports back." The voice was clear, crisp, and decisive.