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

When Cuiluo heard the name, her eyes widened. Although she was a little demon, she had heard of the Third Prince's reputation.

"Madam, I never imagined you had such a powerful background." Her voice stammered, filled with shock and fear.

That's Nezha, the Third Prince! Countless powerful demons would tremble at the mere mention of his name!

Bai Yeying felt her face burning from the shock in her eyes, and a little bit of nervousness welled up inside her like bubbles.

She forced herself to remain calm, turned her face away to avoid Cuiluo's gaze, and said vaguely, "Don't ask so many questions, just go and get it done. The fragrant wood must be the best, and the carving must be exquisite."

"Yes! Yes! Madam, rest assured, I will handle it well! I'll use the heartwood from that three-hundred-year-old lightning-struck tree in the back mountain! I'll find the most skilled mountain demon to do the carving!"

Cuiluo suppressed her shock and quickly bowed in agreement, her voice trembling with excitement.

If Madam Zhen's relationship with those two is real, then Trapped Sky Mountain will have a certain reputation in the Three Realms and Five Elements!

Watching Cuiluo's hurried departure, Bai Yeying breathed a long sigh of relief and patted her still slightly flushed cheeks.

"It should be fine, right?" she muttered softly. "Anyway, they didn't come knocking on our door in the original story, so I'm just using this as an excuse to avoid trouble. They shouldn't... blame me, right?"

She stepped outside and saw that the Bottomless Cave was already taking shape, with the little demons each performing their duties in an orderly manner.

But the thought of Nezha made Bai Yeying feel a little uneasy.

What would that man's reaction be if he knew she was setting up a memorial tablet here and calling him "brother"?

She'd probably be so angry she'd ride over on her flaming wheels and stab the memorial tablet and her through with one shot, right?

Bai Yeying shrank back, then rallied herself: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The emperor is far away, he's busy, he wouldn't pay attention to this little corner of mine. Besides, I didn't really do anything bad..."

Even so, Bai Yeying felt somewhat uneasy for the next two days.

Cuiluo was extremely efficient. In less than two days, the two memorial tablets were delivered to her.

It was indeed made of the finest heartwood struck by lightning, and the carving was superb. The two lines of characters, "The position of my esteemed elder brother, Nezha, the Third Prince" and "The position of my esteemed father, Li Tianwang," were carved with bold, powerful strokes, exuding solemnity and majesty.

Bai Yeying personally placed the memorial tablet in a newly cleaned room in the cave, set up an incense table, and placed seasonal fresh fruits and clear spring water on it.

She stood before the incense table, looking at the two ebony memorial tablets, especially the words "Respected Brother Nezha," and that unease in her heart resurfaced.

Cuiluo was a little scared behind her. What if the Third Prince, that god of slaughter, found out and arrested them all?

These past few days she's figured it out: how could two immortals possibly have a demon daughter? The lady might be just making a big fuss.

However, he must know those two deities, otherwise he wouldn't be so bold.

Bai Yeying said to Cuiluo behind her, "You go out first."

Upon hearing this, Cuiluo quickly went out and closed the door.

After closing the door, she lit three incense sticks, bowed respectfully three times, and muttered incantations:

"Lord Li, Third Prince, this humble demon Bai Yeying stands here to offer sacrifices, with absolutely no intention of offense. I only beg that you two venerable deities, mindful of my sincerity, allow me to borrow your name and cultivate peacefully here, where I will never commit any evil deeds. If there are any offerings or merits, I will be eternally grateful for your protection. Um, Third Prince, you are so magnanimous, please don't hold it against me!"

After saying that, she inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.

The smoke from the cigarette rose gently, spreading slowly through the clean room, carrying the unique, crisp scent of lightning-struck wood.

The memorial tablet stood quietly, and no unusual phenomena occurred.

Bai Yeying waited a while, then breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the two in heaven really didn't have time to bother with such trivial matters in the mortal realm.

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

At this moment, the quiet room inside the Cloud Tower Palace was spotless.

Nezha sat cross-legged on the jade couch, his body enveloped in a faint crimson-gold radiance.

The boy's brows had lost their usual arrogance and swagger, replaced by a focused calmness, and the crimson mark on his forehead stood out even more brightly under the glow of spiritual energy.

Suddenly, he sensed something. His brow furrowed slightly.

Which ignorant, run-down temple has erected his statue to deceive and swindle people? Or which cowardly little demon dares to steal his name?

Nezha's mind stirred slightly, and his divine sense rushed out following that sensation.

With his divine sense, he clearly saw the incense table in the clean room, and the two ebony tablets on the table.

"The position of the revered Father, Heavenly King Li".

"The position of the Third Prince Nezha, my esteemed elder brother."

Nezha: "............."

The boy, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a moment of stunned silence in those phoenix eyes, followed by what seemed like an unbelievable sight.

Immediately afterward, the initial shock subsided, replaced by a sense of absurdity that made me laugh in exasperation.

"Heh..." Nezha's lips curled into a smile that held no hint of amusement.

He recognized the scent.

That white-haired rat spirit. Not content with clinging to his leg and recognizing him as a father in heaven, and then ruling a mountain in the mortal realm, now he's even erecting a memorial tablet for him? And calling him "respected elder brother"?

good very good.

They've gotten bolder and bolder with each passing day.

Nezha remained seated cross-legged on the jade couch without moving. However, the crimson-gold radiance around him rippled slightly, and a condensed, almost tangible phantom rose from above his head.

The phantom was exactly the same as his real body, dressed in red and silver armor, with fierce eyes and brows, only slightly transparent.

The phantom looked down at the Fire-Tipped Spear lying across its lap, and with a slight thought, another Fire-Tipped Spear, also condensed from divine power, appeared in the phantom's hand.

The phantom took a step and disappeared into the quiet room.

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

Trapped Mountain, Bottomless Cave, Clean Room.

Bai Yeying turned around and prepared to leave the clean room to supervise Huang Wu and the others' recent mountain patrol.

Just as she stepped one foot over the threshold, the air in the clean room froze for a moment without warning.

The smoke from the two incense sticks on the altar suddenly stopped, and instead of rising upwards, it gathered towards the center of the room.

The light and shadow flickered, and ripples spread across the space like water.

A dazzling crimson figure appeared out of thin air in the center of the clean room! It blocked Bai Yeying's path.

Clad in fiery red, her silver armor gleaming coldly, a gold ring around her neck, and red silk wrapped around her arms, the flaming spear in her hand, though an illusion, exuded a fierce and ruthless aura.

The boy stood tall and straight, his head slightly tilted, a red mark on his forehead resembling blood. He was staring intently at Bai Yeying, who stood frozen in place with one foot inside the threshold and the other outside, her eyes wide open, with her stunningly beautiful and frighteningly sharp phoenix eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sound was the extremely faint crackling of burning incense sticks.

Bai Yeying's mind went blank for about three breaths.

Immediately, a chill shot up from her tailbone to the top of her head, making her scalp tingle.

What, what, what... Nezha?!

How did he get here? No, how did he appear? Is this a clone? An illusion? Or has the real him arrived?!

The worst part was the way he looked at her; his eyes practically screamed "You're finished."

Bai Yeying felt as if all the blood in her body had rushed to her face. She could even feel the tips of her ears burning uncontrollably; they must have turned bright red.

I feel so guilty!

She withdrew the foot that had stepped out the door, stood up straight, feeling helpless and her eyes darting around, but she dared not look Nezha in the eye again.

Her gaze swept over his shoulder and landed on the two ebony memorial tablets on the altar. With the other person's figure in the background, she felt even more embarrassed.

"Third, third, third..." She stammered, "Third Prince, what brings you here..."

The voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible.

Nezha didn't speak.

He merely tilted his head slightly, his gaze slowly moving from her flushed face to the incense table behind her, pausing for a moment on the two memorial tablets.

Then, he turned his gaze back to Bai Yeying's face.

The tip of the flaming spear in the phantom's hand pointed towards the incense table.

"Explain." He spoke, his voice clear and sharp, like tiny ice beads striking Bai Yeying's heart. "What...is this?"