Chapter 571: Fulfilling the Promise

While Su Che was staying at the Prime Minister’s residence, Prime Minister Zheng Yun could stay at home and receive guests openly, as Su Che held the Witch God Order, allowing him to protect Zheng Yun in case any Witch Tribe warriors happened to show up.
Staying at home yet needing guests to protect oneself… Indeed, such a bizarre world was all caused by Su Che.
A few days passed. Inside the Immortal Prison, the process of reshaping Dai Yun’s body was already halfway done.
That fragment of her remaining spirit, after entering the Netherworld Realm on the second floor of the Immortal Prison, had been slowly nourished by the purest essence forces—forces created by transforming Shadow Souls.
These endless spiritual energies naturally had to be stored in the Netherworld Realm, ready for Su Che to summon at any time. Usually, subordinates or spirits with outstanding performance could also receive rewards of spiritual energy, benefiting many people and ghosts greatly.
Dai Yun’s fragment of spirit was like a spark in the wind, prone to going out at any moment—extremely weak, best described as “too weak to absorb nourishment.” In the initial stages, it couldn’t be heavily nourished; only gradual care was possible.
This process took time. Once her essence became strong enough, assigning her a body would be a simple task according to the rules of the Immortal Prison.
However, to prevent secrets within the Immortal Prison from leaking, even as Dai Yun’s essence gradually grew stronger, it was confined by Lao Hei and the Netherworld Emperor in a small space—like a person locked in a dark room for transformation, unaware of what happened outside.
On the eighth day, Su Che asked Princess Ao Qing for a few drops of her lifeblood, commonly known as “heart blood” or “true blood,” the most vital part of a cultivator’s energy.
Drawing lifeblood wasn’t as terrifying as piercing the heart with a long needle. Princess Ao Qing could use certain techniques to force those drops out through her fingertips via her meridians. It was simple enough for cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage to do.
Inside the Immortal Prison, a female body had already been prepared for Dai Yun—a body belonging to a convicted felon at the mid-Elemental Soul stage. At that moment, she was in a vegetative state without a soul. Her soul was dead, but her body remained alive.

Lao Hei and the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld first drew out most of her blood, then used the few drops of precious blood from Princess Ao Qing to generate a large amount of fresh blood, which merged with her original blood and became indistinguishable from it. Blood from different people often causes rejection, a natural law; yet under the rules of the Immortal Prison Realm, this law could be temporarily altered in this body. The purpose of this was to create a close familial bond between mother and daughter, akin to “blood thicker than water.”

Next, based on some portraits left by Dai Yun during her lifetime, the body was reshaped to resemble Dai Yun exactly, with almost identical physical features. Of course, this was only a relative resemblance—details like moles on the buttocks or the shape of certain organs, which are personal secrets, could not be determined and thus could not be imitated. It would be more accurate to say that Su Che brought Princess Ao Qing’s mother back to life through the Immortal Prison Realm rather than resurrecting her directly; rather, he created a living person tailored to Ao Qing’s needs. Such miraculous powers are beyond even most true immortals in the Immortal Realm.

By the twelfth day, Dai Yun’s spiritual energy had grown strong enough to match a mid-stage Yuan Ying physique, and her consciousness had also awakened. Su Che’s earlier guesses were correct—within that fragment of her spirit lay all her concerns, care, and reluctance for her daughter, with boundless maternal love concentrated there. Her memories of other aspects of life were scarce, less than 20%, with the remaining 80% being about her daughter Ao Qing. This was the most direct reflection of a mother’s mental state at the moment of death.

It would take another two or three days for her spirit to integrate and adapt to the physical body, allowing her to truly take control of it. But essentially, “Dai Yun” had been reborn and returned to the world. As long as she remembered her daughter Ao Qing, she could gradually “recall” the rest with guidance from others. Of course, those things weren’t very important to Ao Qing either.

“Not bad. It’s enough to explain things to that little girl,” Su Che thought, feeling relieved.

Three days later in the morning, Princess Ao Qing and Prime Minister Zheng Yun were invited by Su Che to return to the courtyard, where they sat anxiously in the living room. Especially Princess Ao Qing was extremely nervous, her small, pale hands clenched tightly, palms sweaty.

By the time Su Che came out of the inner room, the young girl was even more tense, and it could be felt that she was trembling slightly. At this moment, even Zheng Yunze, a seasoned expert at the Mahayana stage, was quite nervous, though he still appeared calm on the surface.
“Ah!”
Princess Aoqing suddenly let out a cry of shock, for she saw a beautiful woman dressed in splendid palace robes coming out behind Su Che. Her appearance was none other than…
“Mom!”
A cry filled with boundless joy and longing rang out immediately.
“Aoqing!”
Daiyun, having been reborn, could forget everything, but she could never forget her daughter. The mother and daughter hugged each other immediately, tears of joy streaming down as they called out to each other repeatedly. All of this happened entirely naturally, without Su Che needing to arrange or plan anything in advance.
“I only revived her body, even her vital spirit, but her soul has always been by Aoqing’s side, never leaving.”
“That must be it…”
Su Che stood quietly aside, silently blessing this reunited mother and daughter.
After a long while, the mother and daughter managed to calm down a bit from their extreme excitement. Princess Aoqing, with tears on her face, stepped forward toward Su Che. All the words she wanted to say condensed into just three simple words: “Thank you…”
Su Che nodded with a smile, accepting this gratitude calmly. More importantly, he felt relieved in his heart—at least he could take the Dreamy Mirror without guilt or feeling indebted.
As for Aoqing’s mother, Princess Daiyun, after waking up and learning everything through Su Che, had already expressed her endless gratitude to him, so there was no need to repeat it.
After that, the mother and daughter hugged each other again, beginning another round of crying and talking. Su Che and Zheng Yunze didn’t want to disturb them any further and went outside the courtyard together.
“I needn’t say more in terms of thanks,” Zheng Yunze said sincerely. “If Young Tianyu needs me to do anything, please just ask.”
“Okay,” Su Che nodded in agreement, but added, “Princess Daiyun, having been revived, has suffered severe memory loss. She probably doesn’t recognize you as her father-in-law. I guess, aside from Aoqing, no one else is in her memory.”
“It doesn’t matter!”

Zheng Yunze waved his hand gently and said with a smile, “None of this matters. What’s important is that Aoqing’s mother has returned. This is of immense significance to our Zheng family. To put it pragmatically, it’s really not just about family ties.”
“I understand.”
Su Che nodded slightly. Of course he knew that as a princess and the emperor’s own sister, Daiyun could bring immeasurable benefits to the Zheng family as long as she was around.
After saying that, Su Che silently transmitted a message, “Prime Minister, I’ve heard that the current emperor possesses an unused, worthless Grafting Divine Stone. To be honest, it’s because of this stone that I came to your residence, hoping to find an opportunity to learn more about the palace. If things get desperate, I’m even willing to sneak into the palace and steal it.”
“Oh?”
Zheng Yunze chuckled, “Just a Grafting Divine Stone could drive the renowned Tianyu Master to steal? It’s hard to believe when told like this.”
Su Che didn’t feel ashamed. He knew well that Zheng Yunze was just joking and not mocking him at all. He replied, “Well, after all, I’m still young. My experience and resources can’t compare to those of you who have reached the Mahayana stage. With no friends in the Spirit Realm, such a stone can already stump me.”
“No problem. It’s not a big deal. It’s certainly no trouble for me to ask the emperor for that stone.”
Zheng Yunze gave a confident guarantee.
As the left prime minister, second only to the emperor, he certainly had the influence to get whatever he wanted—let alone an unused stone; he could obtain even more important things.
Then he added, “Young Tianyu, don’t say you have no friends in the Spirit Realm. From now on, I’ll be your friend. No matter what happens, I’ll always stand by you!”
“Great!”
Su Che didn’t hesitate and agreed readily.
At this point, the relationship between them became much closer. Zheng Yunze stopped with the formalities and said directly, “Wait here for a moment. I’ll be back in a jiffy.”
“Okay,” Su Che nodded in response.
The distance between the Central Tang Palace and the left prime minister’s residence was only a few thousand miles. For a powerful being at the Mahayana stage, it took just a quick movement to reach there, as if going from the front yard to the back yard—no difference at all.

Moreover, their conversation earlier was conducted through telepathy, so it wouldn’t reach third parties’ ears. Su Che believed that Xue Yu surely wouldn’t have time to rush to the Zhongtang Imperial Palace to cause trouble for him. Besides, Zheng Yun was the Left Prime Minister of the Zhongtang Dynasty and a peak expert at the Mahayana stage. Someone like him didn’t need anyone else to worry about handling matters. “There’s a high chance we can obtain that Grafting Divine Stone soon.” Su Che, waiting in the courtyard, appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, his heart was filled with anticipation and excitement. Once the Divine Stone arrived, the fifth layer of the Immortal Prison could be opened. Not only would the scale of the entire world increase by hundreds or even thousands of times, but more importantly, the extremely vital function of extracting skills would finally become possible. Only someone who embodies all three thousand great paths could do this—no one other than the one who controls all things! Even the peak figures in the Immortal Realm couldn’t achieve it…