Chapter 165: Ah Bao’s Little Skill

The coffin of Feng Xuetang was placed at the foot of a mountain not far from Heibai Mountain. This was the result of discussions between Yun Hui and Di Li, and they had also consulted Yun Ting. The three were very satisfied with this location.

It was set by the mountains and by the water, facing the direction of the Feng Kingdom. One could even see Jinlou Alley. It was a prime geomantic spot.

When Ah Bao arrived, Di Li, Di Zian, and Taoist Baiyun were all present.

Even the Great Uncle was there. The tyrant, grateful for Feng Xuetang saving Di Li’s life, had specially sent the Great Uncle to accompany Feng Xuetang on her final journey. Additionally, the Great Uncle was one of the people who knew about the Third Prince’s background.

“Taoist Baiyun, why are there so many yellow talismans on the coffin? How many talismans did you use?” The Great Uncle had heard of Taoist Baiyun’s talismans and knew that they were highly sought after.

“All of them were used, but it’s very strange.” Taoist Baiyun was troubled.

The coffin had been lowered several times but kept bouncing back.

“Master, what is going on?” Taoist Baiyun asked as he approached. Ah Bao was standing by the coffin.

“Perform the liberation rite.”

Taoist Baiyun frowned. “I’ve already attached the talismans for liberation and recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra, but it still doesn’t work.”

Taoist Baiyun believed in his skills, or he wouldn’t have become close friends with the tyrant.

However, this time, repeated failures had left him helpless, so he had asked Yun Hui to invite someone to offer guidance.

“Painted… talismans?” Ah Bao pointed at the talismans on the coffin.

“Yes, there are all kinds of talismans on it, not just for liberation but also protective talismans, yet it still doesn’t hold.”

[Feng Sheng inflicted severe harm on Feng Xuetang, trapping her for twenty years. Her character had been worn down, and the last bit of kindness turned into resentment. Old Bai’s talismans were no longer effective for Feng Xuetang.]

Hearing her thoughts, the few people present were all anxious but didn’t know how to help.

[Sigh, although the matter is complicated, it’s minor. It’s manageable.]

[Let me recite a passage of liberation sutra for you.]

Everyone: ………

Ah Bao gently touched the coffin with her small hands. The coffin was newly replaced yesterday, one large and one small, for Feng Xuetang and another child.

A wisp of spiritual energy entered the two coffins, and Ah Bao felt a warmth in her palm.

The restless energy inside the coffins quieted down upon encountering Ah Bao’s spiritual aura.

After a moment, Ah Bao yawned and looked at Taoist Baiyun with bright eyes. “Alright, it’s done.”

The coffin was buried smoothly until the mound was formed.

Taoist Baiyun marveled, “Just like that? You only touched the coffin, and it worked? Master, you’re amazing. Teach me.” He humbly asked for guidance.

Ah Bao smiled.

[I’ve never failed in liberating someone myself.]

She was like a living King Yama. The honor of personally guiding souls was a great privilege. With this opportunity, though Feng Xuetang’s life was tragic, her next life would surely be blessed, with a complete family and an outstanding fate. Her life would be smooth sailing.

Taoist Baiyun noticed Ah Bao was tired and carried her, reluctantly handing her over to the Empress Dowager.

“Master, give me a chance!”

The Empress Dowager was also astonished.

She hadn’t expected her daughter to have such a skill!

[She’s so small. I’m really too small. Even a little bit of work makes me so tired. Sigh, I need to grow up quickly.]

[Once we return to the palace, we must eat lots of delicious food. The more we eat, the faster we’ll grow.]

The Empress Dowager: …

Yun Hui rubbed his forehead.

Di Li and Di Zian couldn’t help but twitch their lips. The princess had found a perfect excuse to get something to eat.

[If only I could get a hug from the little madman. The spiritual energy is so strong; recovery would be incredibly fast.]

Ah Bao’s eyes kept darting around. Instead of searching for Feng Zhuo, it was more about finding spiritual sources.

“Feng Zhuo.” The Concubine De called for Feng Zhuo. “You take the little princess for a while. I need to speak with Madam Yun.”

Feng Zhuo, understanding the situation, took Ah Bao into his arms. Instantly, Ah Bao felt warm and cozy.

[Mother truly understands me.] Ah Bao sniffled, leaned on Feng Zhuo’s shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep.

“Taoist Baiyun, please stay.” The Great Uncle approached Taoist Baiyun.

Taoist Baiyun was pondering how to ask his master to teach him about performing liberations when the Great Uncle stopped him. “Great Uncle?”

The Great Uncle smiled and pulled Taoist Baiyun aside. “Taoist, I have something I’d like to ask you.”

“Please, Great Uncle,” Taoist Baiyun said, puzzled. He rarely interacted with the Great Uncle, so he wondered what could be so important.

“Taoist Baiyun, how is your junior brother doing recently?”

“Junior brother?” Taoist Baiyun was taken aback, looking intently at the Great Uncle.

The Great Uncle nodded earnestly, “Yes, your junior brother. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him. He came to our Great Uncle’s residence two months ago. By the way, I have a deep connection with your junior brother.”

Taoist Wuyun had given him some advice on adopting children.

Now, Concubine Xin was pregnant! He was so overjoyed he could hardly contain himself. Even though he hadn’t adopted a child, he had managed to recruit one, which made him extremely happy.

He planned to invite Taoist Wuyun for tea to thank him.

Taoist Baiyun noticed the Great Uncle’s unabashed joy. “I don’t have a junior brother.”

Great Uncle: ???

“No junior brother?”

“Taoist Baiyun, are you perhaps forgetful? Isn’t your junior brother Taoist Wuyun?”

Taoist Baiyun’s handsome face stiffened. “Even if someone is forgetful, they wouldn’t forget their own junior brother. Great Uncle, are you sure you weren’t deceived?”

The Great Uncle realized something. “Good grief!”

They had been deceived, and it had even reached the Great Uncle’s residence.

But why deceive him? He hadn’t given Taoist Wuyun any money.

“It seems someone really used my name to commit fraud,” Taoist Baiyun said, somewhat angry. Although such things were not uncommon, it was unusual that it reached the Great Uncle’s residence, which was royal.

Generally, scammers wouldn’t target royal family members.

Upon reflection, Taoist Baiyun couldn’t help but glance at the little child soundly asleep on Feng Zhuo’s shoulder.

He worried about someone harming his master. Although the master was powerful, he was very small and could be exploited.

“Great Uncle, do you have a portrait of that person?”

The Great Uncle slapped his thigh. “Indeed, I do. I had a painter draw one before, and I happened to carry it with me. Here, take a look. It really is your junior brother.”

After examining the portrait, Taoist Baiyun’s face darkened. “This is Feng Sheng.”

“Huh?” The Great Uncle was stunned. Although he hadn’t met Feng Sheng, he had heard of him. The news from yesterday’s Qingyun Palace had spread quickly through the harem this morning.

Being royal, the Great Uncle, though older, was still sharp. “Feng Sheng must have planned everything long ago, intending to climb the ranks of the royal family?”

How would people view a foreign prince becoming a guest of the Great Uncle’s residence?