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Early morning. Deep within the Moon Palace Wonderland.

Bai Xiuer woke up on the soft couch, still covered with a thin quilt woven from silkworm silk. She moved her body, feeling a slight soreness in her bones, but surprisingly at ease.

Without the ever-exploding Buddhist teachings shackles in her mind, and without having to listen to Zhunti's daily sermons about "sacrificing oneself to feed demons," she truly felt the benefits of being alive.

Lin Xuan sat on the edge of the bed, holding a cup of warm Three Lights Divine Water. Seeing Bai Xiuer open her eyes, he reached out and placed a hand on her back. The warm current of the Wood Element Law flowed into her palm, washing away the fatigue of her first experience of Yin-Yang union.

"Awake? Have some water to soothe your throat." Lin Xuan handed him the water glass.

Bai Xiuer held the cup with both hands, sipping it slowly, her eyes suddenly reddening. She looked at Lin Xuan, her voice soft and sweet, "Husband, you're so good to me. Back on Mount Sumeru, the sect leader never treated me like a human being. I was just a tool to clear the way, something to be thrown away when I broke."

Lin Xuan smiled and stroked her soft hair: "You old bald monk is stingy and black-hearted. From now on, in the Pangu Palace, you don't need to worry about anyone's feelings. You can do whatever you want. And don't call yourself Bai Xiuer anymore. That name sounds like something from the Western Religion. I'll just call you Xiuer."

Xiuer nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with unwavering devotion to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan led her out of the room. As soon as they reached the outer hall, they saw several female immortals, including Chang'e, Yunxiao, and the Holy Mother of Wudang, sitting around a jade table, busily rubbing some kind of square tiles.

Seeing Lin Xuan emerge with his new sister, the female immortals immediately stopped what they were doing. Chang'e ran over and affectionately took Xiu'er's hand: "I've heard from my husband that a beautiful new sister has arrived. Come and sit down! Forget about my husband, let's play this."

Xiuer was pressed down onto a jade stool, staring blankly at the jade tablet on the table engraved with strange runes: "Sisters, what kind of magic treasure is this?"

"This isn't a magic weapon, it's the core leisure activity of the Pangu Palace—Mahjong!" Yunxiao explained the rules to her with a smile. "It was made by your husband. Here, no one talks about cultivation, no one talks about the Great Dao, only about winning and losing."

Xiuer nervously held the cards, and with the guidance of several experienced players, she managed to play a few rounds.

As it turned out, the incarnation of the White Lotus of Merit had terrifying luck. In the first round, she drew a card in a daze and exclaimed, "Sister, does this count as a win?"

When the Holy Mother of Wudang saw this, she drew a pure suit!

In the second round, after only half a round, Xiuer pushed her cards forward again: "Looks like we won again?"

A quadruple celebration!

In the third round, Xiuer completely dominated the opponent.

After three rounds of cards, Xiu'er had a small pile of spirit stones in front of her. Looking down, she saw that they were all top-grade spirit stones that the Holy Mother of Wudang had lost to her.

Xiu'er was terrified. According to the rules of the Western Religion, if a subordinate dared to take something from a superior, they would be sent to hell to mine coal. She quickly stood up and was about to kneel down with a thud: "Sister Wudang, I didn't mean to! I don't want the spirit stone anymore, please don't punish me!"

The Holy Mother of Wudang quickly pulled her back, laughing so hard she could hardly stand up straight: "Why do you kneel so easily, girl? Our Pangu Palace doesn't follow those lousy rules of the Western religion. Here, the money you win at the mahjong table is yours! Anyone who dares to go back on their word is disgracing the Thirteenth Brother."

Yunxiao chimed in from the side, "That's right! You should keep it and take it to town to buy candied hawthorns later."

Looking at the heavy, top-grade spirit stone in her hand, and then at the sincere smiles of her older sisters, the ice in Xiu'er's heart completely melted away. She knew that she had truly found her home this time.

Meanwhile, outside the north gate of Chaoge City.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, and the fog was thick. Two figures were lurking furtively along the moat.

The one walking in front had a thick bandage wrapped around his head, revealing only his eyes. It was Guang Chengzi, who had previously had his Heaven-Turning Seal shattered and suffered a severe head injury.

The one following behind was even worse off, with a shiny bald head and no eyebrows; he was Taiyi Zhenren.

The two were acting on a death order from Yuanshi Tianzun. Their master had said that if they couldn't bring back Ran Deng, the vice leader of the Chan Sect, who was hanging on the city wall like dried meat, today, they wouldn't be able to return to Kunlun Mountain.

Master Taiyi rubbed his cold, bald head, his teeth chattering: "Senior Brother, this job won't be easy. Those brats in the Pangu Palace are incredibly wicked. Can we really save Uncle Ran Deng?"

Guang Chengzi glared at him and whispered, "Shut up! Master is angry, do you dare disobey? That old bastard Randeng is also a good-for-nothing, always causing trouble everywhere, and in the end we have to clean up his messes."

As he cursed, he pulled out two talismans radiating a bluish light from his pocket. These were top-grade concealment talismans that he had acquired at great expense from the Kunlun Treasury, and were absolutely imperceptible to anyone below the level of a saint.

"Put it on! As long as we don't alert those killing gods, we'll cut the rope, carry the person, and run." Guang Chengzi slapped the talisman onto his forehead, and Taiyi Zhenren quickly followed suit.

The two instantly concealed their forms and auras, without revealing even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy. They tiptoed along the edge of the moat, slowly slipping into the gaps in the Great Shang's barrier.

Just as he was about to cross the city wall, Guang Chengzi was overjoyed. He took a step forward with his right foot and landed on an inconspicuous blue brick.

"Buzz—"

A crisp, clear sound of copper coins colliding rang out in the air. Immediately afterward, the ground within a radius of a hundred feet suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light. Countless array patterns shaped like copper coins appeared densely on the ground beneath their feet.

The concealment talisman instantly ignited and turned to ashes. Guang Chengzi and Taiyi Zhenren were left completely exposed to the air, dumbfounded.

They had no idea that they had stepped into the "Nine Provinces Anti-Fraud Money Warning Array" set up by Lin Ze and Lin Xi, the "God of Wealth Siblings" of Pangu Temple.