The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Upon entering the building, the young master with the painted fan said, "This Ghost Street doesn't have much to offer you, please make yourselves at home."

After saying that, the young master with the painted fan went into the side hall and ignored them.

Shen Yao looked at the furnishings in the hall, which looked like a wedding celebration. The bride's phoenix crown was still on the main table.

Huo Die led them up to the second floor, randomly selected three rooms, and told everyone to go and rest.

Hu Yawu chose the innermost room and went inside.

Shen Yao was full of questions and didn't want to go back to her room at all. She pulled Feng Yu and followed her father into the room.

Huo Die sat down at the table: "Ask away, Dad will tell you everything he can."

Shen Yao: "Who is Yao Niang?"

Huo Die: "It should be you."

Shen Yao: "Did Father know me in my previous life?"

Huo Die: "We've met a few times."

Shen Yao: "Then why do you never say it?"

Huo Die: "Daughter, you've never asked me that before."

Shen Yao choked, then changed the subject: "Does Father know the Painted Fan Gentleman?"

Huo Die: "I made this friend of his when I was traveling around ten thousand years ago."

Shen Yao: "Is he really Guan Guan's husband?"

Huo Die: "I don't know, perhaps."

Shen Yao: "When exactly is Guan Guan coming to pick me up?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yu gripped Shen Yao's hand tightly and asked her incredulously, "Yanzhou, are you leaving?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yao realized she was in trouble and terrified her husband. She quickly explained, "No, Guan Guan is my friend from Tianwaitian. She will come to pick me up after she finishes her business and take you with her. If you don't want to leave, I will stay here with you."

Feng Yu's tense heart had not calmed down, and she did not loosen her grip on Shen Yao's hand: "Wherever you go, I will go. You can't leave me."

Huo Die couldn't stand it anymore and frowned as he started to shoo them away: "Alright, stop being so sour. The time in the different planes is different. Guan Guan is over there and will be many more years. She can't come over anytime soon. You've asked all the questions you needed to ask. You two go back to your room and be lovey-dovey."

As soon as Shen Yao and Feng Yu stepped out of their room, the Painted Fan Gentleman appeared silently in Huo Die's room. Huo Die, sitting at the table, was not surprised.

The young master with the painted fan sat down: "My Lord, how have you been? You look much younger."

Huo Die: "You shouldn't be here."

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "Alas, I don't want to be here either, but for some reason, my street appears here every few years."

"It must have been during the great battle that the Gate of Rest was damaged, causing a distortion in spacetime."

Huo Die remained silent, took out a bottle from his storage ring, and took a sip of strong liquor.

The young master with the painted fan looked at the wine bottle and sighed, "Since I became a ghost, I haven't tasted wine for many years."

Huo Die sneered: "Heh, if you don't want to be reborn, who can you blame? It's not like you can't live."

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "I'm leaving. What will happen to the ghosts on this street?"

Huo Die: "So you'll just stay here with them and never be reborn?"

The young master with the painted fan unfolded his fan: "That's not it. Whenever Guan Guan comes, I will be reborn and go out with her."

Huo Die shook his head and curled his lip: "Sour. I really don't understand you love-struck fools."

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "You cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness; once you understand it, that's it."

Huo Die rolled his eyes at him: "Your words are narrow-minded. Ruthlessness is a form of great love, far transcending these petty romantic loves between men and women."

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "And Yao Niang? Is she now also cultivating the Path of Heartlessness with you?"

"Ugh." Huo Die slammed the wine bottle down on the table. "Look at her now, all lovey-dovey with her husband. How can she cultivate the Path of Heartlessness?"

"Hahahaha." The young master with the painted fan laughed heartily: "You're so funny. How did you end up with Yao Niang? I heard her call you 'father'."

Huo Die drank again and remained silent.

"Oh...I see!" The young master with the painted fan folded his fan and tapped Huo Die's arm: "You didn't take advantage of her amnesia and coax her into being your daughter, did you?"

"Ugh!" Huo Die pushed away his folding fan with disdain. "Keep your voice down!"

"Hahahaha." The young master with the painted fan covered his mouth and chuckled: "You're quite the expert, Divine Lord. Aren't you afraid that she might remember you and come after you someday?"

Huo Die: "Tch, we'll see when the time comes."

After chatting for a few more minutes, the Painted Fan Gentleman suddenly realized: "So we are now in the Ninth Heaven, a secret realm within the world of cultivation gods?"

Huo Die: "You didn't know?"

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "I don't know. Once you get to this part of the Street of the Wrongfully Dead, it's like there's a barrier outside. My paper effigy can't get out no matter what."

"The Street of the Wrongfully Dead will remain here for fifteen days. After fifteen days, a gate of light will appear in the middle of this street."

“There is an hourglass on the gate of light. We can’t enter the gate. When all the sand in the hourglass runs out, the gate of light will disappear, and the Street of the Wrongfully Dead will return to Phoenix City.”

Huo Die tapped the table: "Besides us, have any other cultivators come in before?"

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "No."

Huo Die: "That's strange. Our friends outside have been to this secret realm, and they've been trapped there for months without ever coming here?"

The Painted Fan Gentleman: "Really not. Every time we appear here, a huge bronze door appears in front of the entrance, but the bronze door has never been opened."

"The bronze door only opened this time when you came in. I heard a loud noise from inside the building, so I sent He'er and Xi'er to check the entrance."

Huo Die: "That bronze door, none of the three of us could open it, only she could."

The young master with the painted fan pondered for a moment: "It seems that the gate of light is waiting for Yao Niang. I just don't know why the array point of the gate of light was set on the Street of the Wrongfully Dead, which is why it brought us here."

Huo Die: "How many days have you been here this time?"

The Painted Fan Gentleman said, "We've been here for ten days. If things are as usual, the Gate of Light will appear in five days."

Huo Die: "Then we can only wait."

……

As soon as Shen Yao closed the door, Feng Yu pressed her against it and bit her lip a few times in retaliation.

Shen Yao pushed him away: "Why are you biting me again? Are you a dog?"

Feng Yu didn't understand what "born in the Year of the Dog" meant, so she pressed closer and said, "Yanzhou, you can't leave me, and you can't lie to me."

Shen Yao: "What did I lie to you about?"

Feng Yu felt very insecure. He hugged Shen Yao tightly and said, "Yanzhou, you have too many secrets. I'm really scared. When will you suddenly leave?"

Shen Yao leaned against his chest, wanting to make some promises, but she couldn't quite bring herself to say them.

Today's events were too bizarre. She felt like she had too many secrets, and she didn't know why. She also had no memories of her past life. Her husband felt insecure, and so did she.

If she continued to talk to him about Guan Guan coming to pick her up and taking him away with her, it would only make him more panicked.

Shen Yao gently patted his back to comfort him, thinking about how to answer him.

Feng Yu interpreted Shen Yao's silence as a sign of guilt.

His wife, who came from another world, could leave him at any moment. Now, she must be being questioned by him and, unwilling to deceive him any longer, has simply chosen to remain silent.