Chapter 114 The Wandering Daoist Mingguang Buer Daoist Enters Reincarnation.

As soon as the Emperor of Luofeng Mountain finished speaking, countless half-body ghosts, men and women, old and young, some looking like humans and some not, all rushed forward.

It tightly encloses the Fengdu Emperor and the peach blossoms.

When Bitao felt her face being kissed coldly by some lecherous ghost, she quickly tried to mobilize the immortal spirit within her body to drive away these audacious lecherous ghosts.

However, she was a celestial being of the Ninth Heaven, and her soul had left the Netherworld, leaving her without any celestial spirits to command.

"What a beautiful young lady! Let your older sister give me a kiss!"

"She smells so good... She must be Lian'er, whom I've been waiting for all these years!"

Bitao felt as if she were weighed down by a thousand pounds, trapped and unable to move by a group of lustful men who kept coming after her.

She looked at the Emperor of Fengdu, hoping he would lend a helping hand.

As a result, the Emperor of Fengdu was surrounded even more tightly. His dispersing ghostly energy pushed the ghosts away for a moment, but because it was too gentle, its aggression was almost negligible, and he was quickly enveloped again.

The Emperor of Fengdu's face was covered with lip prints, some bright red and some bluish-black, from being kissed by ghosts.

Even the dense ghostly aura emanating from their bodies was completely devoured; it didn't seem like they were being driven away, but rather like they were being fed...

Bitao: "..."

Bitao watched as a male ghost, pouting, was about to kiss her. She thought about how Mingguang, that jealous man, would cause trouble if he found out.

In a moment of desperation, a thought flashed through her mind, and the compassion for all living beings within her chest suddenly shone brightly.

The surrounding yin winds were summoned and swirled around Bitao, creating a vortex of yin energy.

All the lustful ghosts who were clinging to Bitao and the Emperor of Fengdu were swept into the vortex and soared into the sky!

The Emperor of Fengdu felt a lightness all over his body.

Upon discovering that it was Bitao who had mobilized the yin energy, his expression showed little of the relief and relaxation he had expected; instead, he became unusually serious.

He frowned and said urgently, "How can you manipulate Yin energy—don't kill them!"

Bitao had already pulled him along, rushing towards the end of the road and jumping straight into the next street.

The Emperor of Fengdu flung Bitao aside and looked at the lustful ghosts caught in the vortex. He heard their screams quickly disappear, as the vortex of yin energy had not crushed them.

Instead, they were gently blown in all directions like willow catkins.

Once they were all sent far away, the vortex of yin energy dissipated on the spot, and the yin energy, having been unsummoned, scattered in the wind.

Upon seeing this, the Emperor of Fengdu finally relaxed.

He looked at the Heart of All Beings in Bitao's chest cavity. The heart had been reunited with the soul, and the power that had allowed him to mobilize the Yin energy to gather rapidly was no longer visible.

"So it turns out that you tricked that old ancestor of the Xuanmen sect into willingly losing his consciousness and obtaining this heart of all living beings, and it actually has such an effect."

The Emperor of Fengdu's expression turned cold and stern, and the mischievousness of his youth vanished without a trace, just like the lecherous ghost swept away by the cold wind.

He looked at Bitao, his expression unreadable, and said, "You are the first immortal I have ever seen who dares to use Yin energy in the Netherworld."

Bitao cupped her hands and respectfully said, "This humble immortal had no intention of disturbing the order of the netherworld."

"I was in a moment of panic just now... Before this, I didn't know I could summon and control Yin energy."

"I went to great lengths to trick the old patriarch of the Star Realm into giving me this heart, so that it could survive the Netherworld without dying or being destroyed."

"Emperor also knows that immortals travel throughout the myriad realms... If one's mind is slightly impure and one gets entangled in karma, one can easily die."

"This heart is called the Heart of All Beings. The reason it can work in the netherworld is probably because the ghosts in the netherworld are also the living beings in the human world."

Bitao truly felt that way.

The bustling and bizarre atmosphere of Fengdu does not make one feel cold or depressed at all.

Despite its bizarre and strange appearance, everything here possesses a vibrant life force that transcends life and death.

This is the final resting place of the dead, and also a dazzling and magnificent world.

Bitao stood there, marveling and awestruck, filled with awe for this place that serves as a transit point for the cycle of reincarnation, overwhelmed by its grandeur and order.

Therefore, Bitao was exceptionally humble, and her tone was genuinely sincere.

She didn't actually think that the Emperor of Fengdu was someone she could offend at will just because he had acted so approachable before.

He was able to serve as the ruler of the Nine Netherworlds for tens of thousands of years. It is said that if a celestial lord from the Upper Clarity Realm had not summoned him, he would never have resigned as the Emperor of Fengdu during the competition.

He stood opposite Bitao, staring at this immortal who dared to summon the Yin energy of the netherworld in front of him, his expression ambiguous, his evil eyes flashing on and off.

But a moment later, he must have been tickled by something, because he started laughing again.

"Haha, you're so funny..."

I like your line, "All ghosts are also living beings."

"I also appreciate that you went easy on those lecherous men."

He turned and continued leading the way, explaining to Bitao in a light and cheerful voice.

"The lustful ghosts of Fengdu are also called infatuated ghosts. They are the transformations of all the infatuated men and women in this world who love but cannot obtain, obtain but lose, whose hearts are broken and whose obsessions are hard to let go."

"Mount Luofeng contains all the ghosts who have nowhere to go, are incomplete, and have no way to be reincarnated."

Even the Emperor of Fengdu himself would not use Yin energy to kill these lingering, obsessive souls in order to break free from them.

He said, "A few kisses won't hurt, it's not like I'll lose a piece of flesh..."

The Emperor of Fengdu turned to look at Bitao and said, "They were already remnants of souls. If they happen to mistake you and me for 'returning lovers,' thus freeing themselves from their obsessions and willingly dispersing, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

What a blatant act of feeding a ghost with one's own body, of cutting off one's own flesh to feed an eagle...

Bitao bowed again, praising without expression, "Your Majesty is righteous."

"Pfft, hahaha... Why are you just as rigid and inflexible as that prince raised in the Heavenly Realm?"

"Logically speaking, your temperament shouldn't be like this. Are you afraid of me?"

Bitaoxin says that it's never wrong to be overly polite.

She even dared to follow the emperor on his own territory and unleash her malevolent energy. The emperor of Luofeng Mountain probably had no idea how terrifying his expression had been just now.

Bitao was still shaken. If she had harbored murderous intent towards those lecherous ghosts when she used her Yin energy, it would have been questionable whether she could even return to the Heavenly Realm tonight.

All the ghosts in the underworld feed on turbid air, which intensifies the five aggregates (skandhas), causing form, sensation, perception, mental formations, and consciousness to become uncontrollable.

Bitao was initially surprised by Emperor Luofengshan's unconventional personality, but after a moment's thought, she realized that this was the only reasonable explanation.

Having lived in the netherworld for tens of thousands of years, he probably has no idea what it means to be calm and composed, or to be self-disciplined and restrained.

Amidst laughter, anger, and curses, life and death are decided in the blink of an eye.

Peach blossoms should naturally be treated with care.

Perhaps because she later became too "rigid and boring," always bowing before speaking, Emperor Luofengshan was somewhat disgruntled and didn't say anything more to Bitao.

Carrying Bitao, they jumped across several streets until they reached a bridge unlit by the ghostly phosphorescent light.

Here, armored ghost soldiers are everywhere, and countless wandering spirits, the Black and White Impermanence, wield mourning clubs and lead chains, guiding the long, winding souls of the dead across the spiderweb-like bridge.

If the bustling, chaotic area before was a vibrant city teeming with life, a haven for countless ghosts, then this place is a realm solely for stationed Yin soldiers, solemn and awe-inspiring everywhere.

Bitao followed behind the Emperor of Fengdu. As soon as she landed, countless eyes turned to look in her direction.

The scarlet ghost eyes, in this dimly lit space, were like ferocious beasts lurking everywhere, coveting flesh and blood.

"Your Majesty." A ghost official, leading a soul, passed by the two and respectfully bowed to the Emperor of Fengdu.

The Emperor of Fengdu had completely abandoned his previous carefree demeanor, and now walked the road with a fierce and imposing aura, his ghostly presence reaching the heavens.

Bitao's curious, wandering eyes inadvertently met the gaze of the impermanent ghost official who was asking for a way.

He was looking at her, and when she looked over, he smiled and tossed his mourning stick aside.

Instantly, Bitao felt a subtle fragrance on her face, and when she looked into his dark, abyss-like eyes, her soul trembled.

Bitao was so captivated by the handsome and dashing appearance of the ghost official, whose pale face couldn't hide his charm, that she stopped in her tracks.

In her daze, she thought she was not seeing a ghostly official from the underworld, but rather the boundless and radiant Mingguang.

However, Bitao disliked men's philandering ways, and no matter how she looked at the bright light, she couldn't take a step.

Mingguang smiled at her with a carefree and unrestrained air, his lips red and teeth white. His long eyebrows, which always looked dignified and pressed down on his narrow eyes, were raised, and his golden eyes were full of seductive charm.

For the first time in her life, Bitao understood what it meant to be captivated by beauty, and subconsciously took a step forward.

It seems that if "Mingguang" beckoned to her with his finger again, Bitao would jump into the River of Oblivion without hesitation and swim to find him.

The Emperor of Fengdu, who was walking ahead, noticed that Bitao had been inadvertently bewitched by his subordinate. He turned around and glanced at her, feeling somewhat gloating.

He sensed that the Heavenly Prince had made a hole in his protective barrier, and he wondered what the prince would think if he saw his woman being bewitched by a ghost.

Meanwhile, high above, Mingguang had exhausted all his strength to break through the restrictions imposed by the Fengdu Emperor.

Upon approaching Bitao, he saw that her entire body was shrouded in turbid energy, and her eyes were open, but filled with a hazy grayness—clearly, she was possessed by a ghost.

Mingguang was instantly furious; the Emperor of Fengdu was by no means a dignified person.

The entire underworld ghost officials were scorched by the five yin energies, and there was no one dignified among them.

Please don't let it take Bitao's soul to some unclean place!

Mingguang immediately sat down beside Bitao, raised his hands to form a hand seal, and cast several calming and refreshing arrays.

Although Xiao Taozhi's soul is no longer present, when the living soul leaves the body, the body and soul are still connected, so it can always play a role.

Moreover, Xiao Taozhi was filled with foul air, which Mingguang could not tolerate.

Upon noticing the subtle technique for calming the mind and refreshing the spirit, Bitao immediately rushed towards it like a moth drawn to a glimmer of light.

In the blink of an eye, she regained some of her senses.

Clutching her chest, still shaken, she thought to herself that Mingguang's irresistible charm had almost bewitched her.

As expected, she would like Mingguang no matter what he was like.

The Peach Blossom Fairy stood on the bridge, which swayed slightly. Below the bridge flowed the boundless, deep blue River of Oblivion.

On both sides of the bridge, ghostly flames burned out of nowhere, preventing the screaming, fragmented souls in the water below from climbing up.

Bitao was still somewhat confused, and in order to wake up faster, she actually reached out to warm herself in the karmic fire.

The ghost official who bewitched her was just playing with children. They all knew Bitao, all thanks to the two Earthly Fiend Kings who kept promoting their good daughter day and night.

By this time, the ghost official had already led the reincarnated soul far away.

The Emperor of Fengdu waited for Bitao to awaken, but seeing that she was willing to burn herself in the fire of karma in order to wake up, he intervened to stop her.

"Your audacity is outrageous. Even if you are upright and have done nothing wrong in your life, can you guarantee that you have never affected anyone or caused any harm?"

"If you are consumed by karmic fire, even I cannot extinguish it."

Bitao, however, looked as if she had just woken up from a dream and said nonchalantly, "It's alright, Your Majesty. Have you forgotten that I served as the Bridge of Reincarnation in the Underworld for forty years?"

"At that time, the fire below me was karmic fire, a dark and gloomy place, and I relied entirely on the karmic fire for warmth and light."

The karmic fire can even roast the already cold pig's trotters that her fathers brought back from the human world.

It smells so good.

Even the Emperor of Fengdu paused slightly this time.

Okay, okay.

What a delusional person!

Once Bitao was ready, the two continued their journey.

The Emperor of Fengdu asked Bitao, "Who did you see on that ghost of impermanence just now?"

If it were someone else, things would get quite lively after they pass away.

When Bitao spoke to her elders about these things, she was unusually shy, but she did not hide anything, saying, "He is the person I love."

"The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm?"

Bitao nodded.

At this moment, Mingguang, who was clearing away the turbid air from Bitao, used an array to draw the turbid air out of Bitao's body and throw it onto the ground.

He wanted to see just who had bewitched Bitao!

Then, Mingguang, his face cold and stern, faced himself, now transformed from the turbid energy.

The "self" formed from turbid energy even winked at him.

In an instant, Mingguang's expression became indescribable.

He knew that Xiao Taozhi was lustful, and perhaps she had seen some stunning beauty and was momentarily tempted.

But she... she was actually bewitched by such a "him".

Just how much did she like his appearance?

Little did he know that he and Bitao had completely opposite understandings of emotions.

Mingguang always thought that Xiaotaozhi liked him because of his appearance.

Bitao likes Mingguang because he is Mingguang, no matter what he looks like or how he acts.

But no matter how you reverse them, the donkey's lips and the horse's mouth still match.

Mingguang waved his hand, activating the golden spirit to shatter the tainted, flamboyant self conjured by the turbid energy.

With her eyes closed, she continued to cleanse Bitao's body, but the redness from her ears spread all the way to her clothes.

At this moment, Bitao, her face flushed, followed behind the Emperor of Fengdu.

Finally, they arrived at the Nine Nether Palace.

Bitao raised her head, and upon closer inspection, the calligraphy on the majestic plaque appeared even more unrestrained, as if a living creature were perched upon it.

The murals in the Nine Nether Palace are exquisite; at first glance, they depict the tortures of the eighteen levels of hell.

But as Bitao got closer, she discovered that the "torture scene" was not a mural at all.

Those were ever-changing, lifelike images, reflecting the real eighteen layers of purgatory in the netherworld.

As soon as the Emperor of Fengdu stepped onto the first step, someone from inside the palace came out to greet him.

"My dear daughter!"

Bitao looked up and saw that Bai Duo was the one who came out to greet her!

"Father!" Upon seeing her familiar relatives, Bitao finally shed her fear and trepidation from the journey and excitedly rushed towards Bai Duo, opening her arms and throwing herself into Bai Duo's embrace like a swallow returning to its nest.

Bitao stood at the bottom of the steps and wrapped her arms around Bai Duo's waist.

Although for her, the competition had just ended and she had only been separated from her father for a few days.

But this was her first time in the underworld. On the way, she was deliberately frightened by the Emperor of Fengdu, groped by a lecherous ghost, and then unexpectedly bewitched by the Ghost Official of Impermanence.

Her soul was still weak and disoriented after breaking free from the illusion, and it was really hard for her not to rely on familiar people in an unfamiliar environment.

Moreover, and most importantly, although Bitao had never been to the Underworld, she knew why Bitao was "famous" there.

Bitao needs to act very obediently and affectionately so that the fathers who brought her here won't lose face in front of their colleagues.

Bai Duo stood on the steps, hugged his beloved daughter, and stroked her head with his large hand.

Countless colleagues inside the hall and countless ghostly soldiers around them were watching them.

Bai Duo felt proud.

See? He wasn't lying. His daughter is indeed very beautiful and adorable, and they have a very good relationship!

Zhuo Xian also came out to greet them.

He first bowed and clasped his hands in greeting to the Emperor of Fengdu: "Thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty."

The Emperor of Fengdu waved his hand: "Hey, I don't need you to send her a dream. She can actually find her way over herself."

“Your daughter is no ordinary person; she can manipulate the yin energy of the underworld, and even lustful ghosts can break free from her.”

Zhuo Xian was taken aback upon hearing this.

The other ghost officials in the hall, who were listening intently and staring wide-eyed in this direction, all had different expressions upon hearing this.

Can celestial beings in the heavens manipulate the yin energy of the netherworld?!

This is truly unheard of!

Bitao turned to the side from Baiduo's embrace and saw Zhuoxian.

He released Bai Duo and went to Zhuo Xian's side again.

“Father Zhuoxian,” Bitao called out.

Zhuoxian patted Bitao's head and said, "Did you run into a lecher on the way?"

Bitao laughed and said, "Yes, there were only a few. They were blown away by the wind..."

The three of them stood at the door and talked for a while, mainly because Bitao was satisfying the two fathers' desire to "show off their daughter".

Only then did they enter the Nine Nether Palace.

The palace appears incredibly grand, soaring straight into the sky.

Upon entering, it wasn't actually as grand and vast as Bitao had imagined.

But just as Bitao was wondering how such a small space could bear the reincarnation of all living beings in the world, her gaze was drawn to the countless tables placed throughout the palace.

On the table is a "sand table" like the ones found in the military tents of mortal commanders. It is not a real sand table, but its shape is a scaled-down version of Fengdu.

The endless, crisscrossing bridges and lights, the bustling ghosts living among them, the orderly soldiers of the underworld walking among them, and even the ghost officials leading souls across the River of Oblivion... all are depicted in exquisite detail.

Bitao immediately realized that these were not sand tables, but mustard seeds that could contain an entire world, as recorded in ancient books!

And these tables with mustard seeds on them are countless throughout the Nine Nether Palace, and the miniature Fengdu and Netherworld ghosts on these tables are as numerous as ants and grains of sand.

All sorts of ghost officials were busy around these tables.

Someone was manipulating the ghostly soldiers, which looked like "grains," within the mustard seeds on the table.

Some people transform into yin energy, burrowing into these mustard seeds and becoming "gravel" itself.

Bitao was so excited that her breathing slowed down. The celestial realm needed the rotation of the stars and the yin-yang sundial as a medium, and needed celestial officials to travel to the mortal realm to understand what was happening in the star realm.

However, all the myriad realms of the netherworld are condensed within the mustard seed of this Nine Nether Palace—the cycle of reincarnation is all within sight, and the ghost soldiers and officials are all under control!

"How about it?"

The Emperor of Fengdu appeared beside Bitao at some point, pointing at the mustard seeds and waving his hand like a commander-in-chief arranging troops in the human world.

"Is it fun?"

This time, Bitao didn't bother with formalities and nodded "Mmm-hmm" with a big smile on her face.

But soon she had another question.

"If the myriad realms and the netherworld are so readily visible, why did the Xuanmen Ancestor's realm fail to detect this oversight even after the Reincarnation Bridge had been broken for a thousand years?"

The entire Nine Nether Palace suddenly fell silent.

The ghost official, who was handling official business, froze in his tracks.

One of the ghost officials, who had just emerged from the mustard seed, slipped on his feet upon hearing Bi Tao's words and landed hard on his buttocks.

With a pounding heart, he thought, "These celestial beings in the heavens are far too arrogant. Even though they are Xuanxian, they are really not good enough. They dare to spout such nonsense in their underworld."

Bitao's question sounded like she was interrogating the Emperor of Fengdu.

Even her two fathers tensed up.

However, because Bitao's expression was clear and she had no intention of offending or questioning, but was simply curious.

Emperor Daju of Fengdu also learned along the way that Bitao was indeed a unique and eccentric person.

He didn't feel offended at all, and simply grabbed a handful from the table.

Sand rolled down his palm, slipping through his fingers.

He said to her, "It is true that all worlds are within your sight, but what I hold in my hands are tens of thousands of star realms."

"How do you think we can constantly detect the danger lurking in this realm?"

When this was mentioned, the Emperor of Fengdu even complained a bit. In ancient times, when heaven and earth were divided, the Milky Way rotated and yin and yang were assigned to the celestial realm, but they were only given a mustard seed to manipulate. It was really unfair to favor one over the other.

He said sarcastically, "The Netherworld is not like the Heavenly Realm, which has a celestial body that receives the will of all living beings and monitors the rotation of stars and the yin-yang sundial in all realms, nor does it have an emperor who doesn't eat or drink and just spends all day sending out his consciousness to spy on the world."

Moreover, the officials of the underworld are constantly changing, and everyone's selfish desires are hard to suppress. The higher the position, the harder it is to maintain rationality, which makes it extremely easy for gloomy and ghostly things to arise.

This is also the reason why the Emperor of Fengdu requested to divide and rule the city thousands of years ago.

The underworld simply doesn't meet the requirements of the heavenly realm; for the ghost officials, the punishments of the heavenly realm are far too cruel.

To expect a group of people who cannot control their desires, thoughts, actions, and consciousness to work tirelessly for the common people without any selfish motives—isn't that pure torture?

The ghost officials of the underworld are all mortals from all realms who have died and hold these positions. They are not like those "donkeys" that only know how to work, which are derived from the Heavenly Dao.

However, the Emperor of Fengdu thought that the donkeys were about to "rebel," and the Heavenly Realm probably wouldn't be peaceful for long. The little immortal in front of him was the root cause of this storm.

He waited to see the heavens make a fool of themselves, and began to feel pleased again.

The thought of those old fogies in the Heavenly Realm fighting each other and beating each other's heads into dog heads made him smile, and he even found Bitao extremely pleasing to the eye.

His smile was truly malicious.

Bitao didn't reply, thinking to herself that the Heavenly and the Underworld each had their own merits.

No wonder Emperor Qingming remained silent and motionless, spending his days watching the sun's shadow, never descending from the Six Imperial Terraces in the heavens.

He constantly spreads his knowledge throughout the myriad realms so that he can be aware of any dangers in the astral realms at any time.

Seeing that the Emperor of Fengdu was not angry and even laughed, the ghost officials breathed a sigh of relief and went back to doing what they were doing.

Bai Duo stepped forward and changed the subject.

Standing beside Bitao, he pointed to a spot on the mustard seed and said to Bitao, "I'll take you there in a bit. The soul of the Daoist Bu Er, Le Junya, will be reincarnated in that realm."

Bai Duo said, "After you passed away, Zhuo Xian and I opened the storage bag you left behind."

Bai Duo looked at Bi Tao with disapproval and said, "You child, you've worked so hard to accumulate merit, why would you give it away to someone else for no reason?"

Although his colleagues were all busy with their official duties, some of them couldn't help but roll their eyes when they heard this.

One of the ghost officials even mocked, "Alright, you've got nothing to lose, stop pretending to be innocent after getting the benefit!"

“Exactly…” someone chimed in, “You’ve already become the King of Hell, who are you still complaining about? I’ll go to the Nine Heavens and adopt a daughter for myself tomorrow!”

"Hahahaha... Do you think everyone will pay attention to us ghost officials just because you're a celestial being?"

"When you were raising this 'fairy,' you participated in the lottery, didn't you..."

The group chattered amongst themselves, criticizing each other.

He didn't neglect his public duties.

As they were talking, several more groups of ghost officials who were guiding souls entered and directly dissolved into a mustard seed.

Everything seemed so relaxed and leisurely, yet orderly.

Bai Duo waited until his colleagues had finished being sarcastic before continuing, "In the bag you left behind, besides the merit points, there was also a note that told me and your father, Zhuo Xian, to go to the Supreme Sword Sect to pick up the Daoist Bu Er on your behalf and to help her reincarnate."

"Now that she has successfully reshaped her soul, Zhuoxian and I are thinking that we must ask you to come down and see her reincarnation."

The millions of merits in the storage bag left by Bitao were not all for her two fathers.

She never forgot the Taoist priest, Yue Junya.

That was, after all, her mother.

She seemed to have escaped the calamity of "not getting what she wanted," and even when the meteor was willing to die, she never asked about the whereabouts of the Daoist of No Two.

She didn't ask, and Meteor didn't mention it, so the Taoist Priest wouldn't be used as a puppet to "control" Bitao.

There is still a glimmer of hope for the Taoist priest.

However, Bitao had already guessed that Bu Er Dao Ren was probably in grave danger.

At that time, in order to coax Wei Danxin into being with her, she had only prepared the Oath Stone.

The remaining ointment in the food box, the things that truly enabled the two of them to succeed, were all prepared by the Daoist of No Two.

Under what circumstances would a mother prepare those things to fulfill her daughter's wishes?

She suddenly left the sect, leaving a note saying she was going to find "Yue Qingyao's" father.

But if she truly couldn't forget that man, given the extremely similar temperament of Bu Er Dao Ren and Bi Tao, she would tie him up and imprison him in the mountains until he died.

Later, Wei Xiao and Liu Xing gave conflicting accounts, claiming that the "man" they referred to as Bu Er Dao Ren was a completely unrelated person. Neither could be trusted.

Bitao guessed that the immortals in the cultivation world were controlled by the meteor. She also knew that after the Daoist Bu'er disappeared, he had searched for the meteor.

That's why she asked Zhang Yuluan to go to the Wenxin Pavilion to find the whereabouts of the Daoist Bu'er. However, Bitao didn't have much hope.

After all, during the great battle later, she learned that those immortals were actually spirits forcibly kept in the mortal world by the sculpted bodies of meteors.

She guessed that even if Zhang Yuluan were found, she would probably only have a remnant soul.

"Back then, Bai Duo and I almost turned the Supreme Sword Sect upside down."

"Finally, a fragment of the remnant soul of the Daoist of No Two was found inside a small puppet."

Speaking of this, Bai Duo and Zhuo Xian exchanged a glance, both amused and exasperated.

"Your second senior sister, Zhang Yuluan, is really formidable. Bai Duo and I went to steal the puppet, but we were held back by the evil-slaying formation she set up."

"She secretly set up a mourning hall in her room, where all the dead disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect were enshrined, including the Daoist Bu Er."

"Bai Duo and I took the puppet, and we didn't want to get entangled with her."

"But she was so fierce and brave that she actually wanted to use all her cultivation to annihilate the two of us in the formation."

Recalling the scene at that time, Zhuoxian was filled with emotion.

"Later, I explained my identity to Bai Duo and mentioned that it was your idea to take away the soul of the Daoist of No Eternity, which is why she didn't perish with us."

Zhuoxian looked at Bitao, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "She was already the head of the Supreme Sword Sect at that time, but I saw that she was plagued by inner demons, trapped in the past, and unable to break free."

After all, what normal person would enshrine a dead person in their own bedroom?

Zhang Yuluan acted with extreme elegance towards her disciples.

But how could she, a mere mortal, escape the three tribulations of "love and separation, unfulfilled desires, and resentment and hatred" that Heaven had meticulously prepared for her?

For over forty years, she has never let go for a single moment.

Her deceased junior brothers and sisters, her senior brother who didn't recognize her, her master whose remains were never found, and the elders whose whereabouts were unknown—all these became unbearable demons in her heart when she dreamed of them in the middle of the night.

Upon hearing this, Bitao looked helpless.

Zhang Yuluan, having attained enlightenment, should have been able to let go gracefully according to her prediction.

At this moment, Bai Duo tapped Bi Tao's forehead with her knuckles.

"Don't worry, before I leave, I'll clean out all the evil spirits that were lingering in her heart."

"If she comes to this realization..." she may achieve great things in the future.

Upon hearing this, Bitao respectfully bowed to Bai Duo as a junior.

"On behalf of my second senior sister, I thank Father for his enlightenment."

In the human realm of cultivation, how many can receive personal purification and cleansing from the turbidity by the Earthly Fiend King?

Bai Dui laughed.

Looking at Zhuo Xian, he said, "Have you finished your official duties? Open the passage, and we'll accompany our daughter to see off the Daoist Bu Er."

Zhuo Xian nodded, his Yin energy condensing at his fingertips, and he drew a Yin talisman from the spot where the white hair had fallen from the mustard seed.

Then the two of them, along with Bitao, bowed to the Emperor of Fengdu.

"We shall go."

The Emperor of Fengdu waved his hand, indicating that they should do as they pleased.

After Bai Duo and Zhuo Xian, along with Bi Tao, disappeared from the spot, he muttered to his subordinates with a hint of surprise, "This little fairy's temperament is truly rare."

"Well, Your Majesty, she doesn't seem like a celestial being from the heavens; she's more like one of us from the netherworld."

"Only those whose five aggregates are intensely aroused will have strong love and hate, and strong desires."

"As a celestial being brimming with purity, she should have had a heart as still as water, yet she not only acknowledged the eighteen years of nurturing from Bai Duo and Zhuo Xian, and generously bestowed millions of merits upon them, but she also harbored feelings for that false mother in the mortal realm who was sent by Heaven to undergo tribulation..."

Bitao did indeed have her eye on Buerdaoren.

Bitao never knew whether Buerdaoren had realized that his daughter had been replaced.

Furthermore, it is unknown whether the Daoist of No Two went to fight the meteor to the death, attempting to "devour the master" with her puppet body. Did she sense something amiss in this world, or... did she simply perceive that the meteor was the culprit behind everything, and she wanted to kill him to buy her daughter a chance to survive?

She was willing to risk her life so that her daughter could be with the one she loved forever.

All of this is now impossible to trace back to.

But when Bitao traveled through the mustard seed and followed her two fathers to stand by the Reincarnation Bridge in a star realm of the netherworld, and saw the Daoist Bu Er, her eyes and nose stung with tears.

Those truths don't matter anymore.

The Daoist of No Two had been imprisoned in a body that did not belong to her by the meteor for countless years. Now that she was able to be reincarnated and reborn as a human, there could be no better outcome.

"She must have experienced a life-or-death battle before she died. There was very little of her soul left. She must have been prepared to die in that battle, so her will to live was not strong. Bai Duo and I had to reshape her soul twice before we succeeded."

Zhuoxian gently patted Bitao's shoulder and said, "She doesn't remember anything now, so she can be reincarnated without even drinking the Meng Po soup."

Bai Duo shoved Bi Tao: "I've had the ghost official who's supposed to be ferrying her detained for a long time. Go and say something to her, don't delay her auspicious time for reincarnation."

Bitao took a small half-step forward, then stopped.

She stood some distance away, her eyes meeting those of the Taoist priest, who, having lost all his memories, was now looking around with curiosity.

Her new soul looks only a teenager; she used to be middle-aged, much like Bitao in her old age.

Now she has regained her youth, and she looks exactly like Bitao right now...

Bitao looked at her as if she were looking at another version of herself.

Le Junya also saw Bitao, who looked exactly like her, and her eyes widened.

She instinctively wanted to walk towards Bitao, but the ghost official beside her pressed down on her shoulder.

A moment later, she smiled, her lips curving upwards and her peach-blossom eyes narrowing, as she looked in the direction of the peach blossoms.

Bitao smiled at her.

As fate brings them together and their destinies diverge, as the world turns, perhaps one day in the future they will meet again amidst the mountains and rivers of countless worlds.

Bitao's love, separation, and unrequited love have finally come to an end.

Led by the ghost official, Yue Junya walked towards the other side of the Reincarnation Bridge.

Bai Duo, tall and imposing, stood beside Bi Tao, suspecting that his daughter was crying, and bent down to look at her.

He reached out and touched her cheek, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry. You can't cry in your soul form."

“Yes, yes, yes,” Zhuoxian said, “Good deeds shape the soul, and blessings abound. In her next life, she should be a wealthy young lady who will live a carefree life.”

Bitao pursed her lips, trying hard to hold back her tears.

Bai Duo suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "That's right, let's hurry back to the Underworld! I had the ghost servants and children in the palace roast pig's trotters and prepare some strong liquor."

"The liquor specially brought back from the human world by the Impermanence, the pig's trotters are first braised and then roasted, the trotters of a big pig weighing over 500 jin are very tender and juicy!"

"Want some roasted pig's trotters? Want some alcohol?" Bai Duo asked Bi Tao, hunching over and leaning to one side.

Bitao, who was suppressing her emotions, said: "...Hmm?"

"eat!"

"drink!"