Mother Divination’s sudden words left Yang An completely baffled.

He understood the first half of what she said, but the second half was incomprehensible.

’What does she mean by "giving herself to him"?’

’Does she mean it in the way I’m thinking?’

"Bow Lady, why don’t you... calm down for a moment? Let’s hear what she has to say."

Although he didn’t know why Bow Lady was suddenly so angry, the current atmosphere made Yang An instinctively try to placate her.

Bow Lady immediately let out a cold snort.

"Why do you say that?"

The Yolk Tea in front of him suddenly became a hot potato. Yang An, who had just been about to taste it, couldn’t help but pull his hand back.

The next moment, he heard Mother Divination let out a soft sigh.

"Elder, you must have returned from the Outer Continent, correct? I received news some time ago that the Life Crane Sect has already moved. This corner of the Outer Continent is no longer what it once was. I’m afraid great changes are on the horizon."

The Xiyue River was in Dingzhou, while the Life Crane Sect had been in Han State. Yang An wasn’t surprised that Mother Divination knew the Life Crane Sect was no longer in Han State; after all, the sect had been quite infamous there.

From what Mother Divination was saying, he gathered she also sensed the Outer Continent was becoming perilous and wanted to leave her current location to go to the Outer Continent.

This couldn’t help but make Yang An feel confused.

’If she wants to go, she can just go. Why does she need to ask me?’

"Mother Divination, if you wish to go to the Outer Continent, you just need to head to Si State and then pass through the Witch Barrier Land."

If she didn’t know the route to the Outer Continent, Yang An could tell her. It wasn’t a secret, anyway.

But upon hearing Yang An’s words, a wry smile appeared on Mother Divination’s face.

"It’s not that I don’t know the way to the Outer Continent. Rather, my circumstances are beyond my control. I am simply unable to leave."

She extended a slender hand and pushed the Yolk Tea toward Yang An again.

"Please, Elder, try it quickly. It’s still warm, which is when it’s at its freshest and most mellow."

Yang An glanced up at her, his eyes passing over her prominent chest, and had no choice but to reach out and pick up the cup. He subtly dipped his little finger into the tea before bringing it to his lips.

’One can never be too careful. This Yolk Tea was, after all, something squeezed from Mother Divination’s body. Who knew if it was all-natural, or if it had any additives?’

Fortunately, his test confirmed that it was just like before and perfectly safe to drink. Only then did Yang An down it in one gulp.

The fragrant, mellow tea flowed past his lips and into his stomach. The taste was truly intoxicating, its aroma lingering in his mouth. It even stimulated the rapid flow of Mana in his body, causing an indescribable heat to spread through him.

Back then, a single yolk from Mother Divination had been enough to allow Yang An, who was only at the Yuan Si realm, to undergo Flesh and Blood Rebirth. Now that Mother Divination had reached the Corpse Transformation stage, a single yolk from her was an exceptionally rare treasure even in the greater Cultivation Realm, something that would cause countless people to fight over it.

However, with Yang An’s current Cultivation Level, it had only a minor effect. He was dazed for a moment before his composure returned.

’The person is like the tea; her heart is still in the same place.’ Yang An relaxed, quietly waiting for Mother Divination to continue.

"Elder, do you recall the Grand Feasts I used to hold? Over a decade ago, I slew a Flood Dragon Demon at the Xiyue River. I never imagined it would bring disaster upon me. That Flood Dragon Demon’s ancestor has come from who-knows-where, seeking revenge for the death of his descendant."

Seeing that Yang An had finished the tea, Mother Divination finally revealed the trouble she was in.

"What is that Flood Dragon Demon’s Cultivation Level?"

Yang An raised his eyebrows. He had thought it was some major crisis, but it turned out to be just a Flood Dragon Demon seeking revenge.

"He calls himself Elder Profound Dragon. I am no match for him, and now I’m trapped here at the Xiyue River, unable to leave. He must be a Great Power among Zombie Gods, at the very least."

"He gave me three months to consider submitting to him, and that deadline is in just a few days. I truly have no other choice. Fortunately, you appeared, Elder, and I wish to seek your help.

"If... if you could help me contact Elder Life Crane, Elder, then with him stepping in, I’m sure that Flood Dragon Demon wouldn’t dare to act so presumptuously."

After speaking, Mother Divination looked at Yang An with a pitiable, heart-wrenching expression, her eyes full of expectation.

Now Yang An finally understood what she meant.

The Flood Dragon race had always been known for its licentiousness. With Mother Divination’s beauty, it was perfectly normal for a Flood Dragon Demon to take an interest in her.

But Mother Divination wasn’t asking him to intervene directly. In her eyes, he was still too young, and his Cultivation Level might not match that of Elder Profound Dragon. What she really wanted was for Yang An to ask Elder Life Crane to act on her behalf. Only with Life Crane’s power could her safety be guaranteed.

Yang An could understand Mother Divination’s reasoning. He was a disciple of Elder Life Crane. If the disciple had already reached the Zombie God realm, wouldn’t the master be even more powerful?

In the end, the once-weak junior had suddenly become an elder. His progress was simply too fast. Even if his Cultivation Level had already surpassed hers, she still couldn’t quite bring herself to believe it.

Yang An wanted to help her with this, but he couldn’t.

’Life Crane has been gone for a long time. Where was he supposed to find him?’

Seeing Yang An fall silent, neither agreeing nor refusing, Mother Divination began to grow anxious.

There weren’t many Zombie Gods in the Outer Continent to begin with, and it was even rarer to encounter one with whom she could establish a friendly connection. With time running out, Yang An had become her last hope.

If Yang An refused, that single hope would be extinguished.

If she fell into that Flood Dragon Demon’s hands, one could only imagine what she would suffer. Torture would be getting off lightly.

"Elder, if you can help me this one time, I will obey your every command from this day forward. I can swear an oath on it; I am not speaking empty words."

Yang An pondered for a moment.

"Where is that Flood Dragon Demon now?"