In ancient times, they secretly became gods in the deep mountains.

Chapter 40 is not the kind of reaction a mother should have.
Mrs. He frowned. Aren't these just two pretty, ordinary children?
She snapped out of her daze and repeated her question: "Master, you still haven't answered me. Why did you torture Zhao Mama?"

“Madam, Zhao Mama is wicked and has harmed our daughter. She had someone steal Wanwan’s soul. The two celestial children said that if Wanwan’s soul cannot be found, she will never wake up in this lifetime,” He Jinzong explained.

"I tortured her to force her to reveal the whereabouts of Wanwan's soul."

Madam He was incredulous. She shook her head and said, "This is impossible. Zhao Mama is my wet nurse. She watched me grow up and treated me like her own daughter. Wanwan is my own flesh and blood. How could Zhao Mama do such a heinous thing to Wanwan? Master, have you misunderstood something?"

He Jinzong said with a wry smile, "Madam, I also hope that I have misunderstood, but you don't know that Zhao Mama has already explained the whole story. For the sake of her grandson who died young, she actually stole Wanwan's soul to marry her grandson in the afterlife."

"Poor Wanwan, her soul is probably still suffering somewhere."

Looking at Huowa and Shuiwa, he introduced them to his wife: "These two are attendants of the Golden Saint Goddess, the mountain spirit of the Golden Saint Mountain Range. They are here to help us save Wanwan. If it weren't for Brother Luo taking me to see the Golden Saint Goddess, I don't know how long it would have taken to find someone who could save Wanwan."

Zhao Mama glanced at He Jinzong secretly and exclaimed, "Madam, you are innocent! This old servant is loyal to you and would never harm Miss!"

"You have already explained the whole process of plotting to murder Wanwan. Everyone present heard it. What? Now you're going to start deceiving Madam again?" He Jinzong coldly scrutinized Zhao Mama, his eyes like thorns.

It's so strange!

The Zhao Mama of my memory, who was dutiful and loyal to the He family, was completely different from the Zhao Mama standing in front of me.

Zhao's mother cried out in anguish, "This old servant is innocent! I beg you, Madam, to do justice for this old servant!"

Her face was a mixture of blood and tears, a truly pitiful sight. Madam He looked on with pity: "Master, you should not torture Zhao Mama before you have found out the truth."

She still felt there was some misunderstanding.

She grew up with Zhao's mother and knew her all too well what kind of person she was.

Madam He continued, "As for the Golden Saintess that you mentioned, I've never even heard of her. Whether she's credible or not is still up for debate."

She continued, "And you said that Zhao Mama stole Wanwan's soul and arranged a ghost marriage for her grandson. Sir, don't you think that's too absurd? How could there be such a strange thing in this world?"

"Your Honor, every moment we delay Miss He is in danger. The most urgent task is to find Miss He's soul. We must not delay the important matter," Huowa reminded him.

“Madam He, we are attendants of the Golden Saint Goddess, the spirit of the Golden Saint Mountain Range. The Goddess’s Divine Palace is located deep within the Seven Luminaries Mountain. If you don’t believe me, you can verify it yourself.” Shuiwa’s tone changed: “If you still care about your daughter, you shouldn’t give up any hope.”

“Madam!” He Jinzong sighed, “Mama Zhao has indeed harmed our daughter. We have been married for decades. Have I ever lied to you? For our daughter’s sake, I must force Mama Zhao to reveal the location of Wanwan’s soul. Every moment of delay will endanger Wanwan. Can we discuss other matters later?”

He Jinzong's gaze was so calm that Madam He didn't know how to refute him.

Does she care about her daughter?

Of course I care!

She gave birth to Wanwan when she was nearly thirty.

She had seven sons but only one daughter, Wanwan, who was so well-behaved and intelligent. As a mother, how could she not care about her daughter?

But she also cared about her wet nurse.

Zhao's mother was a woman with a tragic fate. She lost her husband early in life, her son in middle age, and her only grandson in her later years was also taken away by drought.

She pitied the wet nurse's miserable life, but she also loved her daughter. When her daughter fell into a coma, she was more anxious than anyone else.

Now her most trusted husband says that her wet nurse harmed her daughter, and she finds it impossible. How could this be?
Madam He wiped away her tears and said, "Sir, you can lock up Zhao Mama, but please don't put her in the torture chamber or torture her anymore. She's old, and I'll be uneasy if something happens to her."

Finally, Mrs. He gave in.

Important family matters were usually discussed between the two of them. After all, Zhao Mama was her wet nurse, and she didn't know why the master was so convinced that Zhao Mama had harmed Wanwan. But she also knew that the master wouldn't lie to her; perhaps it was just a misunderstanding. "Zhao Mama, I'm sorry you've been wronged. Once the master finds out the truth, I will definitely make it up to you. You can stay in the back room for now. With me here, the master won't resort to torture again."

“Madam…” Zhao’s mother closed her eyes.

"Take Zhao Mama to the back room and lock her up." He Jinzong waved his hand impatiently, and someone dragged away the stunned Zhao Mama, while Madam He wiped away tears on the side.

"Master, since the two celestial children are capable of waking Wanwan, may we ask them to begin now?" Madam He said.

He Jinzong said softly, "I'm sorry to have made you two celestial children laugh at me. I wonder if we have found Wanwan's soul by now?"

Shuiwa nodded: "I'll give it a try."

She used her spiritual power to connect with the surroundings using the soul power of Miss He that she had just collected.

The scene in the Yin-Yang Mirror kept changing. He Jinzong held his breath, and Madam He was extremely surprised.

This...this...is this a normal child?

Her eyes widened in shock at the scene before her; she never imagined that someone could make a bronze mirror float in mid-air.

Could they really be celestial children?
A surge of hope welled up within her, and she abruptly stood up, her heart filled with shock, her pupils trembling.

A deity! It must be a deity!

Just like in the stories, they can control objects remotely.

“Madam, you are not feeling well, please sit down.” He Jinzong helped his wife sit down in a chair.

With tears in her eyes, Madam He gripped her husband's hand tightly and said, "My lord, is it really a miracle? Could it be that our Wanwan can really be saved? She'll wake up soon, won't she?"

He Jinzong couldn't bear to tell his wife what the fairy boy had said.

The fairy said that a year has passed, and if Wanwan's soul has gone wrong or been devoured by demons, she will never wake up again, and the probability of that is very high.

"Madam, don't worry, our Wanwan is a lucky person, she'll be alright, she'll be alright," he kept repeating.

Shuiwa stopped using his spiritual power: "Found it!"

Fire Boy asked, "Where?"

He leaned closer to get a clear look at the scene in the Yin-Yang Mirror: "It looks like a farmhouse."

He Jinzong sat up abruptly. "Found her! Found her! Good!" he exclaimed excitedly and anxiously. "Fairy, my Wanwan... is Wanwan alright?"

"Let's find this farmhouse first before we talk about anything else." Huowa and Shuiwa couldn't say anything. They didn't see He Wanwan's figure in the Yin-Yang Mirror, but since the Yin-Yang Mirror gave a hint, it proved that He Wanwan was here.

"Find them! I'll have my men search with all their might right away!"

He Jinzong was anxious about his daughter and immediately waved his hand, ordering the entire He family to search for her.

"Found it?" A glint flashed in Madam He's eyes.

He Jinzong, eager and excited, did not notice his wife's gaze.

That's not how a loving mother should react.

(End of this chapter)