Meanwhile.

On a stretch of sea near Yuanjiang Province, a thin old man was leisurely riding a large fish, wandering across the ocean. Suddenly, he shivered involuntarily, glancing around suspiciously, and said, "What if that crazy woman didn't find her husband and came back to settle accounts with me?"

"I am the God of Wealth, not the old man of marriage."

"You come to me not for wealth, but to ask where your husband is? Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

"Forget it."

"I better head to Edo. If that crazy woman comes back, it won't be good."

Su Ziyu quietly listened to Qing Ji explain the proceedings, but the story Qing Ji recounted didn't match what Ebisu felt he had experienced at all. Qing Ji said she gently asked Ebisu whether she could find her husband this time, and after receiving a positive answer, bid him farewell and left. Yet, Ebisu's experience felt like a disaster, as he, a proud God of Wealth of Fusang, had a White Paper Umbrella held like a sword to his neck. He repeatedly tried to explain that he was the God of Wealth, not responsible for romantic matters, but ultimately surrendered, reluctantly promising her she would find her husband.

"Husband."

"Do you need me to stay with you for the night?" After tending to Su Ziyu's cleaning up, a blush appeared on Qing Ji's beautiful face as she looked at him with a bit of anticipation.

Su Ziyu immediately became tense upon hearing this, hurriedly shaking his head: "No…that's not necessary…"

"You've been traveling for so long; you must be tired."

"Go to the next room and have a good rest."

Qing Ji's expression showed a slight hint of disappointment, which quickly faded. In the Dream Realm, An Zhen was extremely adverse to her; any minuscule proximity would provoke a backlash. But Su Ziyu's attitude towards her now was considered excellent, and while Su Ziyu might not be very aware of it, Qing Ji was quite satisfied. Initially, Qing Ji thought interacting with him would be extremely difficult and even contemplated ways to retain him, but this time, Su Ziyu hadn't fled and didn't entirely reject her closeness.

At least there's a good start now.

Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on Qing Ji's face. Being able to accompany her husband was already satisfying enough for her.

Of course.

Tonight she still needed to be a bit cautious, just in case her husband couldn't resist the urge to run away secretly.

Definitely shouldn't use fire to burn him again.

Perhaps bind him and place him by her bed, so she could hold him while sleeping. Qing Ji thought this with a bit of anticipation for Su Ziyu's escape; after all, it would give her a legitimate reason to stay in the same room with him, allowing her to reasonably do some things without being excessive.

Sadly, though.

Su Ziyu was well-behaved tonight, although his sleep was somewhat uneasy.

He had been burnt by Qing Ji so many times in the Dream Realm; how could he not know she actually didn't sleep much at night? Every time he tried to escape, Qing Ji would somehow find him. This time, he wouldn't dare try anything reckless. They two had come back around three or four in the morning last night, and when Su Ziyu woke up, it was nearly noon. Upon awakening, he smelled a faint fragrance before seeing Qing Ji carrying a wooden tray into the room.

"Husband awake?"

"Hungry, aren't you?"

"Wash up and eat something! I made some of your favorite dishes today!" Qing Ji smiled, kneeling before him, gently placing the food on the table like a gentle and virtuous wife.

In the Dream Realm, Qing Ji's culinary skills were quite good.

It seems the same is true here.

Su Ziyu picked up the chopsticks and tasted a bite, looking up at Qing Ji, feeling extremely conflicted, momentarily unsure of what to say.

"Husband? Not tasty?" Qing Ji's expression showed a slight tension, looking at him a little timidly.

"Delicious." Su Ziyu smiled kindly, shaking his head: "Just feels familiar, like déjà vu."

"Really?" Qing Ji's expression instantly turned to delight, happily saying: "Glad husband likes it."

Although Qing Ji seemed like a gentle, virtuous wife now, having witnessed everything in the Dream Realm, Su Ziyu knew how terrifying Qing Ji could be when angry. If he didn't provoke Qing Ji, all would be well; accidentally doing so would surely lead to disaster.

Even if transformed into a White Snake, Qing Ji was still Qing Ji.

Judging from her behavior last night, Qing Ji could be cold and ruthless once she made a move.

Stay calm.

If I hold on, I can win.

Su Ziyu internally warned himself, then smiled broadly at Qing Ji: "You helped me a lot last night. I really have nothing to properly thank you with, so please accept this as a gift."

"This is just what I should do." Qing Ji initially wanted to refuse, considering helping her husband a duty, but upon seeing what Su Ziyu took out, her expression faltered slightly, then turned shy and joyful, speaking softly: "Since it's something my husband is giving me, I'll accept it."

Su Ziyu didn't have many gifts to give Qing Ji.

Fortunately, he still possessed several gemstones; in the Demon Hunter's world, he acquired numerous exquisite jewelry from a high-ranking Vampire. What he presented now was a delicately refined Ruby Necklace.

This was not some peculiar item.

Just a remarkably valuable ordinary necklace, although gold is considered hard currency, its volume and weight are substantial, so Su Ziyu prepared other pricey jewels.

"Can husband put it on me?" With a slight blush on her lovely face, Qing Ji shyly and expectantly asked.

Su Ziyu stood up, feeling a bit tense but kept reminding himself to stay calm. Gently, he went behind Qing Ji and cautiously put the Ruby Necklace on her. A faint fragrance wafted over, and looking at Qing Ji's fair neck and slightly flushed earlobes, he momentarily lost himself.

Keep it together!

Just need to endure until this world's time ends.

Feeling Su Ziyu's warm breath behind her made Qing Ji somewhat tense, with even her exquisite earlobes slightly turning red. Once Su Ziyu fastened the necklace around her neck, she looked down at herself joyfully, then began to tearfully cry: "Boohoo… Husband is too wonderful to me!…"

As long as you don't burn me, everything else is negotiable.

Su Ziyu slightly comforted Qing Ji's emotions, then set out with her to find Abe no Seimei.

Within Ghost Capital, there seemed to be some plotting underway. Su Ziyu felt uneasy and needed to ask Abe no Seimei when other Yin Yang Masters would arrive.

Inside the Shrine.

As soon as Su Ziyu appeared, Abe no Seimei stood up, greeting him: "Lord Su! You came at the right time!"

"This is Ashiya Doman."

"He's also a Yin Yang Master skilled in magic."

Ashiya Doman?

Su Ziyu had heard of this name; he was known as a figure of that era on par with Abe no Seimei. However, Ashiya Doman was the leader of the folk Yin Yang Masters and didn't hold the same esteem as Abe no Seimei in later generations.

Weren't these two rivals?

Turning, Su Ziyu looked at the middle-aged man sitting not far away, appearing much older than Abe no Seimei, with his attire rather scruffy and his appearance quite ordinary, lacking the demeanor of a master, more like a fallen wanderer by the roadside. No wonder he couldn't compare to Abe no Seimei in the eyes of the Fusang Imperial Family.

Ashiya Doman's gaze initially settled on Su Ziyu, showing indifference, but upon seeing the white-robed Qing Ji behind him, his pupils narrowed instantly, appearing slightly tense.

He seemed a bit scared.

"Husband. I seem to have taught this guy a lesson not long ago." In white attire resembling snow, Qing Ji softly chuckled, keeping half a step behind Su Ziyu, communicating secretly.

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