Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

To the surprise of both Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue, the woman who emerged from inside was indeed an old woman with white hair, a hunched back, and a white bone cane!

Zhang Ruoxue was surprised that Ye Yuchan actually knew there would be an old woman inside.

Ye Yuchan was surprised to find that...

This looks exactly like Meng Po herself!

Shocking! Could it be... that the first thing they need to do at the crossroads to the underworld is—

Reincarnation?!

Thinking about it carefully, it seems to make some sense. If you don't die... it seems like you can't go to that strange place called the underworld, right?

"Hey, long time no see."

The old woman raised her weary eyelids, glanced gently at Yun Ping, and spoke in a hoarse, weathered voice: "How many people?"

As soon as he said that, Yunping knew that the old woman in front of him was probably not willing to continue exchanging pleasantries with him.

That makes sense, considering I don't have a very close relationship with her.

He turned around, glanced at the two girls standing dumbfounded in the distance with amusement, and said calmly, "Three people."

"You know the price."

"of course."

He grinned and stretched out his hand, acting like a wealthy man offering to swipe his card: "Fifty years, right? Take whatever you want."

"Humph."

The old woman snorted coldly and casually touched Yunping's thin right hand. In an instant, it seemed that something flowed out of Yunping's body and transferred to the old woman's body.

Although she didn't have any obvious changes, it was noticeable that the wrinkles on her face had lessened, and she looked slightly more radiant.

As for Yunping... well, nothing has changed.

After completing the transaction, the old woman returned to her thatched hut, while Yunping called out to Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue behind him.

"What are you two standing there for? Come here right now."

"What are you doing here?!"

Ye Yuchan asked with considerable caution.

Before she finished speaking, she saw the old woman silently bring out a large pot, place it on the stone table in front of the thatched hut, and begin to quietly start a fire.

Yunping responded loudly.

"Come and have some soup!"

—You really want the Meng Po soup?!

28. Tickets and the Past

Before long, three bowls of steaming, unidentified liquid were brought up by a hunched-over old woman, right before Ye Yuchan's stunned eyes.

It's called an unknown liquid because, apart from its physical form being liquid like soup, there's absolutely no indication that it's drinkable!

It looked like a pool of chemical reagent, completely black and somewhat viscous, resembling sesame paste. However, the stench, like rotten food, and the black fumes emanating from it were enough to deter anyone from approaching.

In about half an hour, this is what they cooked?!

Let alone Ye Yuchan, even Zhang Ruoxue, who is usually not picky, found this so-called "soup" hard to accept.

This is absolutely culinary disaster!

"Um..." Ye Yuchan shifted restlessly in her wheelchair, subconsciously pushing away the large bowl of dark Meng Po soup in front of her. "Do we have to drink this?"

The old woman narrowed her sharp eyes. Ye Yuchan's action of pushing the bowl away did not escape her notice and aroused her dissatisfaction. Her tone was unusually cold: "What's wrong, little girl? If you don't want to drink, just say so."

"It's not that I don't want to drink it..." Ye Yuchan hurriedly waved her hand, her expression somewhat evasive: "It's just this soup..."

The old woman's face grew increasingly grim: "What's wrong with this soup?"

Ye Yuchan awkwardly looked away, not daring to meet the old woman's terrifying gaze.

She had no idea who this old woman was. Someone who knew Yun Ping must not be some nobody. In addition, there was the River of Oblivion and the dark liquid in front of her that, although it didn't have coriander added, was even more terrifying than Meng Po's soup. She thought it best not to provoke this old woman.

But this soup... she really didn't have the courage to drink it all in one gulp.

Just then, our idea queen Zhang Ruoxue suddenly spoke up, "Grandma, it's not that Yuchan doesn't want to drink, we just ate something earlier and are a little full, so... we want to take a break first."

"Oh, take a break first." The old woman nodded indifferently. "Then you should take a break first. Once you're ready, drink the soup so you can get on your way."

"Okay, okay..."

Zhang Ruoxue quickly chimed in, hoping to stall for as long as possible.

However, Ruoxue was stunned for a moment and asked blankly, "Wait, what did you just say, old lady? Drink the soup... so you can get on your way?"

On the road?

Why does this line sound so familiar...?

It's somewhat similar to the idea of ​​eating a good meal before setting off—except that meal was a last meal before execution!

Could it be that this soup is also...?

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue both shivered simultaneously.

No way! At least other people's last meal was quite enjoyable and delicious. How come it turned into a foul-smelling soup for them?

Seeing their increasingly pale faces, Yunping smiled with amusement. "Alright, alright, stop fooling around... Hurry up and drink this soup, or you two will really be on your way."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ruoxue looked back at Yunping, puzzled. "What do you mean by 'really'... I feel like I'll be on my way immediately after drinking this soup."

"Ok?"

The old woman frowned, realizing that Zhang Ruoxue's words were not simple.

Yun Ping smiled faintly and said in a deep voice, "I'm telling you, don't you have any idea how bad your soup looks? It's perfectly normal for people not to like it. With this appearance, even if you jumped out right now and said, 'The price is everything,' I wouldn't feel out of place."

"you……"

The old woman was so angry that she jumped up from the stool, her aged fingers trembling as she pointed at Yunping, her wrinkled face shaking with rage.

"Alright, don't be so angry, or you'll kill your lifespan." The old rogue pressed her finger down while straightening his expression and said to Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue, "You two should drink the soup quickly. Although it doesn't look very appetizing, it has excellent effects."

"Effects? What effects?" Ye Yuchan was still somewhat timid and dared not look directly at the bowl of Meng Po soup, a culinary disaster, in front of her. "Don't tell me it has the effect of making people die on the spot..."

Yunping's answer almost made Ye Yuchan spill her soup—

"That's about right, just understand it that way."

Ye Yuchan was shocked: "It really is the Soup of Oblivion?!"

Zhang Ruoxue silently pushed the soup away from herself and mischievously pushed it in front of Yunping, "Um, teacher, can we drink something else..."

“Nothing else has this effect,” Yunping said, frowning as he suddenly looked up at the endless, dark ocean to his side and exclaimed, “Wait, what’s that?!”

Ok?

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue turned their heads at the same time and looked at the endless, dark ocean, but they saw nothing but the boundless sea that met the dark sky.

How to reply...

Before the thought of doubt could even arise, a bowl suddenly appeared before the two of them.

A bowl floating in mid-air.

"Go away!"

The sudden change startled the two women, who opened their mouths in surprise. Just as they were about to say something, they found the bowl tilting over at an extremely fast speed. The foul-smelling, disgusting liquid inside seemed to be summoned by something and poured into their mouths all at once.

Before Yu Chan and Ruo Xue could react, their mouths were filled with that sticky, fishy-smelling liquid. Although they were extremely unwilling to swallow it, and even some saliva was oozing from the corners of their mouths, they finally had no choice but to drink it down.

At the same time, Ye Yuchan's tearful eyes also noticed a white-shirted young man with a wicked grin, crossing his legs like a hooligan...

That old bastard, he tricked them again!

goo go go go...

They drank the bowl of dark Meng Po soup in just a dozen seconds.

The entire process was almost entirely forced on them by that old bastard Yunping. When it was over, Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue were both dazed and confused, sitting blankly on the stool and wheelchair, their hands hanging limply at their sides, their eyes completely unfocused, like broken toys.

Less than half a minute later, the two of them suddenly shivered all over, but as if nothing had happened, they returned to normal.

At this moment, however, there was nothing in their eyes but fear.

"I think I just saw something I shouldn't have seen..."

Ye Yuchan instinctively gripped the wheelchair, her cherry lips trembling slightly.

Zhang Ruoxue nodded, "Me...me too..."

What did you see?

“Some… um… not so good things…” Zhang Ruoxue recalled the scene in her memory and shook her head. “Let’s just call them some monsters and demons, and some random, unknown things… Are they monsters? I’m not sure.”

"Me too, I felt like I had been to the underworld."

"That's why I said this soup has good health benefits."

Meanwhile, Yunping also finished his bowl of strange soup.

Unlike his two female disciples, Yunping drank it all without any reaction, as if he had just drunk a bowl of plain water.

"So, what exactly is the effect you're talking about?"

Faced with Ye Yuchan's question, Yun Ping slowly got up from the stool, came to the two of them, and pointed to the dark sea not far away.

He smiled, a smile that was particularly mysterious.

"Of course, it's to cross the River of Oblivion."

"Huh?" Zhang Ruoxue didn't understand Yunping's meaning. "What do you mean? What does drinking soup have to do with crossing the river...?"

"It's a very important matter; you'll see in a moment."

After saying that, Yunping turned around and looked at the old woman who looked quite dissatisfied.

—Clearly, she was still angry about what Yunping had said.

Old Yun naturally knew he had probably offended her. He chuckled and softened his tone slightly, "Well, we've had the soup, shouldn't you give us our boat tickets now?"