In fact.

It's difficult for two people to say they owe each other nothing.

Mingyu is extremely talented in cultivation, but compared to the rabbit, she is still somewhat lacking.

Often, things that Mingyu couldn't understand, the rabbit could see very clearly and would explain them to Mingyu based on its own understanding.

Once the reasoning was clear, Mingyu's cultivation speed was incredibly fast.

Some people grow up in the blink of an eye.

Yueya's death made Mingyu much more subdued, less innocent and naive, and more mature and composed.

They practiced diligently.

After Yueya's death, the affairs of Dafan Palace were taken over by the second disciple, but everyone knew that in the end, they would still be handed over to Mingyu. Mingyu herself knew this, so she worked even harder.

Besides cultivation.

Another thing Mingyu did was to reorganize the entire Dafan Palace.

With so many disciples, the Great Immortal Sect of Dafan Palace, numbering in the tens of thousands, faces an extremely difficult task in ensuring that not a single scoundrel remains within its ranks.

Previously, there had been no pretext, but now Yueya's death was the perfect pretext. They investigated each branch and sub-branch, and soon, a large number of corrupt officials were exposed.

Kill some, chop some down.

After a thorough cleanup, the Dafan Palace has taken on a completely new look.

Mingyu knew it was impossible to clean it completely, but this was all she could do.

The rabbit's cultivation level has also greatly improved.

In just a few decades, he returned to the realm of the Divine Lord. The things he had cultivated before became twice as effective when he cultivated them again. Another reason was that he had the support of the Great Mortal Palace, and he could easily obtain all kinds of elixirs and medicines without any hesitation.

At first, Mingyu tried her best to help the rabbit regain its memories, but after taking so many medicinal herbs, it was no use. She probably realized that after being hit by her father, it would be difficult to repair the damage in this lifetime unless she also cultivated to the level of a God Venerable or God Emperor, in order to learn a magic technique to nourish the spirit and repair her own soul.

Since things have come to this point, there's no use in being sad anymore.

She would often take the rabbit to the Ascension Platform to see if any newly ascended deities knew the rabbit and could help him find some of what he had lost.

Over the centuries, I have indeed encountered a few people, but none of them recognized rabbits.

The rabbit's initial anticipation gradually turned to disillusionment.

Although I didn't want to admit it, I had a vague feeling that the person I had made a promise with seemed to have abandoned that promise as well.

My heart sank.

The disheartened rabbit stopped maintaining its rabbit form and reverted to its former self as a carefree young man.

At first, his human form attracted many suitors. Female disciples of the palace were often unable to resist his appearance, which angered Mingyu, who accused him of flirting with other women.

In a fit of anger, the rabbit transformed into its rabbit form.

The female disciples dared not openly snatch the rabbit from Mingyu's arms, and gradually they all calmed down.

The rabbit seemed lost in thought. Many years ago, it felt as if someone had held it in their arms, bathed it, cleaned its ears, and brushed its teeth. Those warm days would occasionally echo in its mind when it woke up in the middle of the night.

However, it's all in the past now.

The rabbit left the Great Heaven Palace.

It walked in human form.

Along the way, peach blossoms were everywhere.

Mingyu stood beside him, her brows furrowed. "Are you really leaving?"

The rabbit remained silent. "Are you going to keep me here forever?"

Mingyu's heart skipped a beat. Staying for a lifetime, it's not impossible!

"Then, where are you going?"

"The world is vast, and the four seas are our home."

Mingyu suddenly became angry. "Hmph, all men are the same, always thinking that home is outside, as if home is a cage? Go outside if you want, but if you come back... if you come back..."

"I'm not coming back."

The rabbit said resolutely, for some reason he couldn't explain, but he always felt like he had been in a cage woven with tenderness and affection for tens of thousands of years. It was time for him to live for himself.

"Well!"

Mingyu was speechless. She pointed her finger at the rabbit's forehead, looking at it with a disappointed expression, and handed a ring to the rabbit.

"Don't say such angry things. Ever since you came to the God Realm, I've caught you. No matter what, this place is your home. Come back whenever you want. I'll be here waiting for you."

Mingyu said this in a daze.

These were the words Yueya used to say when she sent her junior brothers and sisters out to gain experience. Yueya had said them to her a few times before, and she always found them annoying. But now, looking back, she feels this way.

It carried both eager anticipation and a touch of worry.

It's disheartening.

The rabbit glanced at her, neither retorting nor mocking her. Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he was far older than a dog and knew how to distinguish right from wrong.

Thinking of this, my heart sank.

Did the person he was with back then waste their life?

He shook off the inexplicable reverie with a somewhat uncomfortable feeling.

He bowed to Mingyu. In truth, he felt he had been quite lucky; the people he had encountered from the Great Mortal Palace since arriving in the God Realm had been alright.

.

The world of cultivation is even more cruel.

People are willing to fight to the death to seize a magical artifact.

For a single spot to enter the secret realm, someone might resort to assassination.

In a world where everyone possesses magical abilities, every day becomes a life on the run.

Under such circumstances, meeting Mingyu, although he encountered many setbacks, was not bad overall, and it can be considered as forming a good relationship.

"I understand, don't worry!"

The rabbit turned and walked away.

Mingyu watched him leave, earnestly instructing him, "When you go out, just say you're a disciple of the Great Mortal Palace, and people will treat you with respect. Don't act aloof when you're out in the world, or you'll get beaten up. Also, you should have a name, right? Rabbit doesn't sound good! How about Yulang? Or Little White? Big White is fine too!"

"..."

The rabbit darted away quickly.

I can't listen to any more.

Seriously, it's so wordy!

...

The first place the rabbit went to was the Ascension Platform.

He has an emotional attachment to this place.

His gaze was fixed intently on that place, a place where his past lay, and perhaps also where his future lay.

That person will never come.

Is it that they can't come, or that they won't come?

The rabbit couldn't explain it.

He waited there for three days and three nights, but nothing came.

He touched his forehead, where there was a flower-shaped mark that felt slightly hot to the touch, with a faint, familiar glow emanating from it.

When Mingyu first saw him, she felt sorry for him and said, "Rabbit, you're really unlucky. Have you been cursed by a bald monk from Buddhism before? Look, you have marks on your forehead."

Mingyu's guess is not without reason.

He is a demon, and it is only natural for the Buddhist righteous path to subdue demons and eliminate evil spirits.

Perhaps he really was beaten by some monk? Is that why he can't forget it?

Mingyu tried countless magical artifacts to remove the mark on his head, but it seemed impossible. Even if the mark was faded, it would automatically deepen again after a period of time, as if it were a mark engraved on his soul.

Fentian had also seen his mark, and even with great magic, it still couldn't be removed.

He said, "That was made by a true Buddhist treasure, its power comparable to the Dharma implements in the hands of the Buddha."

The Buddha's ritual implements were used by the ancestors who practiced Buddhism. No wonder they can't be eliminated.

Mingyu hugged him, almost crying. "Rabbit, that guy who beat you up back then was really tough! I wonder if I can avenge you someday?"

The word "revenge" made the rabbit's heart skip a beat.

He had a gut feeling that he couldn't take revenge.

As for why he couldn't take revenge, it was purely out of instinct.

Instinctively, he didn't want the person who hurt him to get hurt.

The rabbit felt that it might have masochistic tendencies.

The rabbit stood by the ascension platform, his past, both known and unknown, flashing through his mind. He stood there for a moment, lost in thought, and then left.

He needs to find a place to ascend to the rank of God-King.

In just a few hundred years, he rose from the fallen Immortal King realm to the God King realm. This speed of cultivation is unparalleled in the God Realm, comparable to the proud little princess Mingyu.

He possesses a Divine King Pill; consuming it will rapidly increase his strength.

This is his first tribulation in the God Realm, so he needs to prepare more, since he doesn't know what level he is at now.

With a flourish, he soared into the sky like a roc spreading its wings. The female cultivators who passed by stared in disbelief; his graceful movements were truly breathtaking.

The two people were stunned for a moment, until the rabbit's figure disappeared from sight, before they came to their senses and asked, "Who was that?"

"I don't know! It seems to be that young master Bai from the Great Heaven Palace."

"It's probably him. I heard he's Mingyu's male favorite, always pampered and never allowed to leave. Why would he let him out alone today?"

"Hey, let alone Mingyu Shenji, even I wouldn't let such a kind person out of my door!"

"A good person? Haha, he can't be your good person."

"We can't have it either; we can only look on with envy."

The two of them chuckled and playfully wrestled for a while.

After a while, he stopped laughing and became serious, saying, "Let's hurry to the Ascension Platform. The master said that someone else is ascending today. We should go and see if we can recruit any disciples!"

"Let's go! Don't delay and let other immortal sects snatch it up. Nowadays, the spiritual energy in the immortal realm is getting thinner and thinner, and it is much more difficult to ascend. If even one person can ascend, let's just take it cleanly first."

"yes!"

The two quickly flew towards the ascension platform.

As expected, they encountered many other people from various immortal sects. After meeting them, they all looked at each other like cross-eyed chickens and ignored each other.

A golden light shot into the sky from the ascension platform. The light was faint and quickly fell back down. A monk stumbled and fell onto the platform.

Everyone was greatly disappointed upon seeing this.

Monk!

They all bowed to each other and dispersed.

The monks always belong to Baofo Temple, and the old monk Fayan, the divine emperor of Baofo Temple, doesn't reason with you.

They didn't want to offend Baofo Temple.

Besides, the monks practice different techniques than them, so even if they kidnapped a monk, it wouldn't be of much use.

The monks of Baofo Temple clasped their hands in prayer to the four directions, respectfully seeing off the other immortal sects. Then, they addressed the monk in the center of the ascension platform, who still looked bewildered, saying, "Junior brother, may I ask your name?"

Before he could recover from the huge shock, he heard the voice, paused for a moment, and then hurriedly put his palms together and said, "Thank you for your help, senior brother. This humble monk is Yin Guo."

"So it's Junior Brother Yinguo. Which temple in the lower realm do you cultivate in?"

The cause and effect were answered one by one.

The two walked and talked.

Thus, they were led by someone to Baofo Temple.

Upon arriving at the entrance of Baofo Temple, Yinguo seemed to suddenly realize something and asked, "Senior brother, have you seen Junior Brother Yinyuan? He arrived in the Divine Realm before me. Have you seen him?"

The monk asked in surprise, "Karma? Is it also a monk?"

I pondered the cause and effect for a while.

Is the rabbit a monk?

It seems to be a real problem.

Rabbits never seem to have shaved their heads!

But the rabbit has lived in the temple for tens of thousands of years. If we don't recognize the rabbit as a member of the Buddhist community, wouldn't the rabbit be sad?

With this thought in mind, the little monk was immediately filled with determination to protect the rabbit. "He's an unordained monk who ascended to heaven hundreds of years before me."

Upon hearing this, the monk's expression immediately became solemn. "Whether or not you have shaved your head, you are still a member of our Buddhist community. If anyone dares to rob someone from my Baofo Temple, I will definitely find him. Don't worry, junior brother, I will report to our grandmaster immediately."

This matter reached the ears of Emperor Fayan at an extremely fast pace.

The cause-and-effect explanation was undeniably convincing, and the old monk's fiery temper flared up instantly.

The God Emperor's decree to find his junior brother, whose destiny was intertwined, spread like wildfire throughout the God Realm.

The little monk drew a picture of a rabbit by hand.

Since the rabbit came to the realm of gods, it could no longer be a rabbit and must live in human form.

So, what he drew was a human-shaped image of a rabbit.

After finishing the painting, he handed it over to the monks at Baofo Temple.

The monk took the painting and looked at it for a long time. He felt that if he really followed the painting to find the person, his stubborn junior brother would probably never be found in his lifetime.

The painting is so ugly, even if it's found, that stubborn junior brother probably wouldn't want to admit that the person in the painting is himself, right?

Yinguo blushed slightly. "Senior brother, is the drawing ugly?"

The monk was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to discourage him. "There are ancient abstract techniques; your painting has a rich history."

He rubbed his hands together. "Hehe, senior brother, you really have a discerning eye! I told you my drawing wasn't that ugly, but junior brother still keeps beating me up!"

"You and Junior Brother Yin Xun have a very good relationship?"

"Yes! We've lived together for tens of thousands of years. He used to beat me up all the time, so I always thought about getting back at him. That's why I cultivated diligently. Later, he ascended to the God Realm, and no one beat me up anymore, so my cultivation actually slowed down a bit."

The words about cause and effect are quite poignant.

In fact, he suspected that he was a masochist.

He cultivated very, very hard, but not only because the spiritual energy in the immortal realm was becoming increasingly scarce, but also because he hadn't been beaten enough, he spent hundreds of years shamelessly begging Fu You for countless rare and precious materials before he finally succeeded in ascending to immortality.

If I'm not a masochist, I really can't explain it!

The monk remained silent for a long time before finally uttering, "This method of cultivation is quite novel."

Yinguo nodded in agreement. "Later, I often fought with a dog demon, but my cultivation progressed slowly. Now that I think about it, maybe following Junior Brother's unique fighting method could help me improve my power!"

The monk looked at Yinguo with a strange expression. He reached out and touched Yinguo's head, somewhat worried: "This junior brother, is he perhaps an idiot?"