Chapter 182 The Debate on the Underworld and Reincarnation That was… an egg?

Tai Chi certainly wouldn't dare vomit in Ming Guang's room.

He laughed, clearly intending to tease Mingguang.

Mingguang's face was expressionless; he was like a wooden statue all day long.

Mingguang was almost infallible in his planning. Before each battle, he would give his subordinates extremely clear instructions, which they only needed to follow.

Moreover, regardless of victory or defeat, Mingguang would never punish those who made mistakes based on personal likes or dislikes; he was a near-perfect "alpha wolf."

Everyone in the team genuinely respected Mingguang. Through the past three years of getting along, Taiji had come to understand why Fairy Bitao was so fond of Mingguang.

Perhaps only a man like this could withstand the cunning and treacherous schemes of the Fairy of Peach Blossoms and not be turned into a fool who only obeys orders.

Taiji accepted Mingguang from the bottom of his heart. Seeing that Mingguang seemed to have some unresolved worries and was depressed all day, he stepped on Mingguang's bottom line to coax him into saying one more word.

Let his emotions at least fluctuate like a normal person's.

Otherwise... who knows how many more years this competition will be delayed in this realm? What if it takes too long and Mingguang Xuanxian returns to the Heavenly Realm, his temperament becomes too dull, and he is no longer liked by Bitao Fairy?

Taiji always remembered Bitao's trust and entrustment to him, and he would definitely take very good care of Mingguang Xuanxian.

I promise that when I pass away, it will be the same as when Fairy Bitao left!

Mingguang watched, somewhat speechless, as Taiji chewed the tea stalk in his mouth and swallowed it, before finally letting out a slight sigh of relief.

Taiji continued, "The Lord of the East hunted a deer in the mountains tonight. He'll be roasting the venison tonight. Why don't you come and eat with us?"

Mingguang mostly drinks water and doesn't eat much. The only thing he can eat a little more of is venison, and it has to be roasted.

Dongjun and Taiji spend their days playing a cycle of battles with those banished immortals who set up formations everywhere to harm people. They also have to spare some attention to keep an eye out for deer in the forest when they pass by.

However, these days, Mingguang Xuanxian has lost his appetite, and it's estimated that getting him to eat a bite would require bringing out Bitao Fairy.

As expected, Mingguang refused immediately: "I won't..."

Taiji then said, "You've lost a lot of weight these days. If Fairy Bitao saw this in heaven, she would surely be heartbroken."

Mingguang subconsciously looked down at himself. Sitting like this, nothing would normally be noticeable.

But he immediately saw his own chest and then thought of something that couldn't be told to outsiders.

Then he surprisingly said, "I... will be there later."

Tai Chi, knowing when to stop, said, "Today I'll slice the meat so thin it's as thin as a cicada's wing and melts in your mouth! I'll save some for you, so come early."

After saying that, she opened the door and went out, as if afraid that Mingguang would change his mind.

Mingguang stared at the doorway for a moment, then sighed softly.

Xiao Taozhi is currently debating the law and may be being plotted against; she has no time to pay attention to him.

However, he could not help but appreciate the concern shown by Taiji and Dongjun. Over the past few years, the two of them had been incredibly attentive to Mingguang.

Mingguang arrived just in time, and as soon as he came over, a large group of people gathered around several bonfires, all in high spirits.

Mingguang sat down in silence and ate the venison that Taiji had specially sliced ​​for him from the most fragrant and fatty part. The others didn't expect him to say anything to cooperate with them. Seeing that he had eaten, they were as sure that he could continue to live and wouldn't starve to death. They went off happily with peace of mind.

While Mingguang was eating, Dongjun barely dared to breathe. Seeing that Mingguang had eaten quite a bit and was full, Dongjun finally came up to him and handed him a wine pot.

He took a sip from the wine pot and lightly touched it against Mingguang's wine pot.

"You've been acting strangely all day, not eating or drinking, and not sleeping at night. What have you been thinking about lately?"

"Is there anything that we can't do? Is there anything I can't do for you?"

For the past three years, Dongjun served as Mingguang's vanguard, following him across fifteen continents of the human world, slaughtering almost half of the banished immortals in this realm.

Dongjun had become numb from killing so many immortals, and many times when he thought back on those three years, he still felt a little scared.

There are tens of thousands of immortals in this realm. Some were lost when Bitao ascended to immortality, but in the past three years, they have killed at least 30,000, if not 50,000, to gain immortal status.

Thirty thousand immortal positions! Those are not ordinary mortals who live only a day and die a night.

Those were 30,000 celestial positions that once commanded wind and rain and reached the heavens and the earth.

Mingguang was truly ruthless. They feigned surrender many times, some even severing their own immortal veins, just to survive. They were willing to serve them tea and water and act as servants. Even Dongjun felt it was about time to stop.

However, Mingguang would always kill people off using various means as soon as he recruited them into his team.

Dongjun refused to obey Shangqing Realm's summons several times, fearing that if he left, his younger brother would have no help in this realm, and that his ruthlessness would offend too many people, leading to a deadly feud.

He was to be harmed by the banished immortal who harbored hatred for Mingguang after the great formation was broken, and who was so vicious that he would set up formations everywhere to plunder the life force of mortals.

Later, having no other choice, he could only ask his master to return to Shangqing Realm first, to give him some more time to stall.

Today, they have won a great victory, and no other immortal organization capable of forming a "power" can harm the people of this world.

The immortal beads scattered in the hands of these banished immortals, which were used to form arrays, were also collected by them.

Even now, only they possess magical artifacts that can be activated by celestial pearls, surpassing all other martial forces in this world.

Moreover, they also have Guanghan, a humanoid "spirit-detecting tool" that can finally act like a true star lord, observing the fortunes of heaven and earth and easily pointing out unusual life forms thousands of miles away.

Even the Immortal Alliance under Mingguang's control has now been summoned by the monarch of this world to serve as the nation's "immortal" army, given unlimited resources, and has become an entity capable of influencing the stability of people in various places.

With the entire astral plane under his control, Mingguang was practically destined to become the ruler of the fifteen states of the human realm.

Dongjun sensed something unusual about this realm and stayed by Mingguang's side constantly. In the past three years, there have been very few flies or insects that could fly over everyone else and get in front of Mingguang to annoy him.

Why is he still unhappy?

Dongjun had previously speculated that Mingguang was unable to ascend to become a Taixian (a high-ranking immortal).

With three years of accumulation and gathering, as long as Mingguang gives the order now, with countless immortal beads in his hands, it wouldn't be difficult for him to gather not only five spiritual attributes for his ascension, but also fifty.

He refused to ascend to immortality, insisting on remaining in this realm to slaughter the banished immortals. Dongjun could understand his pity for the common people of this realm.

Now that the suffering of the common people has ended, Dongjun looked at Mingguang's depressed profile and said, "Taiji said that the effectiveness of the Immortal Pearls has gradually diminished since the great formation was broken. However, we now have more than 10,000 Immortal Pearls, which is enough to easily set up the Tribulation Transformation Formation. It doesn't matter that you are currently in a mortal body. We can first set up the Golden Spirit Gathering Formation to transform you from a mortal into an immortal body."

"There is absolutely no need to plunder the lives of ordinary people..."

"Mingguang, the crisis for all living beings in this world has been resolved. You may ascend now."

Mingguang didn't even flinch, as if he hadn't heard anything.

The wine jug he held in his hand never touched his lips.

Dongjun waited for a long time but didn't get a reply from Mingguang. He felt like he was talking to a statue. He felt suffocated and drunk. For the 1,800th time, he thought that he should ignore Mingguang and go back to Shangqing Realm to be his True Lord.

But he was only angered by Mingguang by moving from one fire to another, where he ate two large pieces of venison to calm down.

Fine, he's already stayed for three years. He'll wait and see what he'll do next if Mingguang doesn't ascend to immortality!

Three days later, Mingguang gathered all his subordinates, and led by Guanghan, they followed the remnants of the former formation all the way to the former Immortal Realm.

They finally found the Nine Heavens Palace, where the immortals had gathered three years ago.

Mingguang stood at the front of the group and first looked up at the ruins of Jiuxiao Palace, which stood under the scorching sun and looked desolate like a mountain formed from shadows.

I glanced once more at the bright, clear sky.

"Destroy this palace, overturn it."

Mingguang's well-trained subordinates stepped forward on command, each holding a modified magical artifact that could be activated by a magic bead. Although its power was far less than that of a real magical artifact, it was still a thousand times greater than human strength.

They obeyed the order and began destroying the palace.

Mingguang retreated a bit and hid inside the carriage where the smoke and dust couldn't reach him.

After the great formation was broken, the immortals gradually degenerated into mortals. They returned to a state where communication relied on shouting and transportation on foot.

Horses became the only option for travel.

Although magical artifacts can still be modified to be powered by spirit pearls, spirit boats can no longer be powered solely by spirit pearls.

Even if you force it, the energy consumption would be too great.

Mingguang still has many things he wants to do, so he needs to use these fairy pearls carefully.

As soon as he got back into the carriage, he took Guanghan's hand.

Write in the palm of the moon's hand—is it here?

Are you sure there's a place beneath the Nine Heavens Palace where the life force of a great formation resides?

Guanghan can no longer be seen, smelled, or heard; of the five senses, only touch remains.

Moreover, he had already entered the five stages of decay of a celestial being, and the fact that he has been able to survive until now is only because Mingguang used the Immortal Pearl to keep him alive.

He now consumes three or four immortal pearls a day, making him a true "money-eater".

After he passed on his legacy to Zhan Kui, he was pulled back from the brink of death by Ming Guang, but at first it was of little use.

He would curl up in a corner for a whole day, during which time he couldn't even feel anything.

He didn't even realize he was about to die when someone stabbed him twice.

After being fed the Immortal Pearl for a few days, he gradually became able to sense it.

Mingguang communicated with him by writing on his palm, learned about his experiences, and guessed that Zhan Kui's ascension was because Guanghan sacrificed his magic weapon of the Southern Dipper Star Lord, which was the true power to control the six stars of the Southern Dipper.

He was a successor of the Southern Dipper Star Lord, and he gave the Southern Dipper Star Lord to his mount.

Such a sensational story would make any conservative ancient immortal clan member think that the current successor of the Southern Dipper Star Lord is truly useless.

But when Mingguang heard this, for the first time in his life, he felt that Guanghan finally had some normal immortal lord and the responsibility of a normal man.

He'd been hanging out with Zhan Kui for so long, living off her, doing whatever she wanted, and never making any progress. Now, finally, he's showing some backbone.

At least he didn't back down because of the soul-devouring pain of severing his authority as the Southern Dipper Star Lord, and he forcefully sent Zhan Kui back.

The reason why the inheritance of the Southern Dipper Star Lord has been useless in his mind for so many years is because he himself is pitifully weak.

A child cannot lift a weapon weighing tens of millions of pounds.

However, Zhan Kui had already crossed the Dragon Gate in the previous competition and transformed into Zhu Jiuyin.

Although it was just a young dragon of Zhujiuyin, it was able to inherit the legacy of the six stars of the Southern Dipper, and thus was able to form the true body of Zhujiuyin and enjoy the offerings of the Southern Dipper stars that had been accumulated for tens of thousands of years since the fall of the Southern Dipper Star Lord.

However, Guanghan was not completely rendered powerless simply because she relinquished her authority.

He would never have been able to see the laws of heaven and earth in his entire life, relying solely on his own abilities.

However, because he completely abandoned the sustenance of the Southern Dipper stars, he poured out the turbid energy that he had cultivated on his own due to his dissolute, frivolous, lazy, insatiable, and extremely poor aptitude.

When he personally severed and uprooted the authority of the Southern Dipper constellations, he also tore apart his sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness carries a person's past and everything about that person.

Guanghan has lost all joy, anger, sorrow, love, hate, and desire; she remembers nothing.

Instead, his soul became clearer. Although he still couldn't directly touch the laws of heaven and earth, he could see them through his own pure soul.

After being fed the Immortal Pearl for several days, Guanghan regained her senses and gradually regained her ability to "see".

What he saw was not the ordinary things that ordinary people see, but rather, with his eyes of a star god, he saw the laws of heaven and earth and the flow of spiritual energy.

Even though Guanghan could see it, it was useless, as this world did not belong to him, and he had no way to manipulate the laws of heaven and earth in this world.

However, his ability to see the direction and changes of spiritual energy was a great help to Mingguang.

After Mingguang broke the great formation that brought heaven and earth together, those banished immortals who refused to give up their desire to ascend to immortality and become immortals set up plundering formations all over the mortal world.

Where the array is formed, the spiritual energy becomes weak, and the surrounding vitality also changes accordingly.

With Guanghan's ability to directly perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Mingguang's pursuit of those people became twice as effective.

However, Guanghan's usefulness was discovered by a traitor on Mingguang's side and spread.

He has no emotions, no desires, no memories, and cannot hear, see, or smell anything in the mortal world. The only way he can perceive the outside world is when someone writes on him.

No matter who it falls into, as long as they have the life-extending magic pearl, it becomes a useful human-shaped "magical artifact".

As a result, Guanghan was stolen from him several times.

But those people only fed Guanghan, and almost starved him to death several times.

If those people don't have enough Immortal Pearls, Guanghan will become nothing more than a "decoration" after losing the Immortal Pearls.

Therefore, so far, the only person who can afford to raise Guanghan, this humanoid magical artifact, is Mingguang.

Moreover, Mingguang clearly took good care of him.

His long, silvery-white hair resembled a cascading galaxy, and his robes were also chosen for him by Mingguang. This was a departure from his previous style of having the collar cut open to his pubic bone; now the collar extended all the way to his chin, and there were even dense golden ribbons on the collar.

He sat there silently, with white hair, a white robe, and white pupils, as pure and holy as a handful of snow on a snow-capped mountain peak that had absorbed the moonlight.

It is visibly "clean".

Mingguang likes everything clean.

Therefore, Mingguang no longer needs Taiji and the others to "talk" to Guanghan; he is willing to touch him himself.

If it were the Guanghan of the past, and someone told him that one day Mingguang would take the initiative to touch him, Guanghan would never have believed it even if you beat him to death.

He had hoped to gain Mingguang's approval and acceptance, and now he has received both.

Unfortunately, he could neither perceive nor distinguish anything.

But he wanted to live.

His mind was torn apart, and he couldn't distinguish between friend and foe even during the competition.

So as long as someone gives him a life-saving magic bead—a small, glowing bead that makes him feel comfortable after eating it—he's willing to tell them everything they want to know.

At this moment, Mingguang did not receive an immediate response after asking Guanghan.

Guanghan's pale, faded pupils "looked" at Mingguang's sleeve.

Mingguang reached out and took out a magic bead, placing it in his palm.

Guanghan lowered her head and put the fairy pearl into her mouth.

Only then did he touch Mingguang's palm and write on it—there were traces of spiritual energy flowing through it, and spiritual energy of five colors remained.

—Underground.

Mingguang nodded and withdrew his hand.

After a pause, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.

After consuming the Immortal Pearl, Guanghan obediently leaned against the corner of the carriage, spiritual energy flowing through his body, and a thin layer of blood appeared on his lips.

But he leaned silently against the carriage wall like a mural.

He dared not move, because he had been beaten for doing so before.

Guanghan has transformed from a vibrant and fragrant peony fairy into this withered tree covered in frost and snow. Perhaps only Mingguang in the entire world finds him pleasing to the eye.

With a loud "boom," the walls of the Nine Heavens Palace outside collapsed completely.

Mingguang leaned against the carriage wall, pushed open the window and glanced out, his sharp eyebrows revealing a hint of coldness.

Mingguang had long ago guessed that the Nine Heavens Palace was the final outlet for the spiritual energy of the great formation.

However, the reason he only came to expose this now is because he has now resolved the crisis facing the people of this realm. He can now confront Xu Li, who disappeared from the mortal world after Bi Tao's ascension.

As for Xiao Taozhi's position as a Celestial, at the very beginning of the debate, those who intended to harm her would not be in a hurry to act.

Mingguang puts himself in others' shoes. If he wanted to harm someone, he would definitely lower that person's guard first and let her experience two relaxed legal debates.

Then, just when she thought "the debate was nothing special," she suddenly made her move.

I spent more than three years in the mortal realm and most of the day in the celestial realm.

Xiao Taozhi should have gone through two or three debates by now.

As long as he exposes the whereabouts of the life force that those people once plundered at this critical juncture, even if the people behind it have already cleared the "pathways of spiritual energy" in this world, they will be terrified and live in constant fear.

They might send someone to double-check if the cleanup is done properly. Then they might bring out another scapegoat.

Xiao Taozhi won't pass the level easily because of this. The other party might become desperate and resort to more extreme methods. However, Xiao Taozhi is sharp and strong enough. If Mingguang's actions can disrupt the mind of the person who wants to harm her, even just a little bit, Xiao Taozhi will be able to seize the opportunity to "escape".

Mingguang carefully wiped his fingers one by one with a handkerchief. His slender fingers looked clean and delicate, but in Mingguang's eyes, they were stained with blood.

Every drop was the blood of the immortals he had killed.

And from today onwards, the number will not decrease, but only increase.

The crimson on these hands will become even more intense and deep, and may even... be stained with the blood of mortals.

Bitao never truly realized that mortal blood could be so scarlet and sticky.

She stood in a courtyard, holding a basin of water in which a bright red cloth was soaking.

Her hands were covered in blood from assisting a woman in childbirth; the blood, under the moonlight, had a near-black hue.

The question posed by the Nine Heavens Emperor of Childbirth echoed in his mind: "If you were the god who delivers babies, and you knew that the fetus in the mother's womb was born with the memories of evil deeds in its previous life, and was a reincarnation of an evil ghost, would you ask its parents and relatives to reform its nature and give it a chance to start anew, or would you take it away and deal with it?"

A brief memory flooded my mind.

This time, Bitao is a minor deity born in the Nine Heavens.

She listened to the woman's prayers, granted her a child, and when the child was born, she herself transformed into a midwife to ensure the safety of both mother and child.

However, during the delivery, they discovered that the child being born was actually an evil spirit reincarnated.

She now has two choices: one is to deliver the child safely to his parents, who can then influence the evil spirit and secretly monitor him, waiting for the right circumstances to bring about a new life.

The second option is to wait until the child is born and then find an opportunity to take the child away and deal with the situation.

The Nine Heavens Imperial Birth Supervisor is in charge of bestowing blessings and promoting procreation. The supervisory department has always been indifferent to worldly affairs, focusing solely on fulfilling its duties and spreading life.

He should have preferred the first option, letting the parents influence her, because in the second option of stealing the child and dealing with it, Bitao's midwife would eventually be caught.

The couple who lost their child ordered their servants to beat them to death.

Bitao stood there for a moment, holding the basin, when she heard the woman crying out in pain as she gave birth behind her.

Someone was shouting, "Grandma Liu, come quick! The bleeding is getting worse—"

Bitao splashed the dirty water from the basin under a tree, then spoke to the empty backyard: "Although I know the debate has begun, Your Majesty, I want to ask, how can an evil spirit be reincarnated?"

"If evil spirits are reincarnated as humans, does it mean that the cycle of reincarnation has collapsed and the ghost officials of the underworld have all 'resigned and left'?"

Of course, no one answered Bitao.

Only Bitao's questioning echoed in the courtyard.

However, above the clouds, the Nine Heavens Emperor couldn't help but glance at the Fengdu Emperor opposite him.

Daju sat cross-legged and looked at him: "Why is the Emperor of the Underworld looking at me? It is the question of debate that you set. My Netherworld governs the cycle of life and death in the human realm. Although there are often instances of star realms collapsing and the cycle of reincarnation breaking, and there are also cases of ghosts suffering injustice in the Netherworld for thousands of years without their grievances being redressed, there has never been a case of an evil ghost being reincarnated..."

"Yes." The Nine Heavens Imperial Examiner looked at Daju with gentle eyes, "When I first entered the Imperial Examiner's Department, I encountered a reincarnated evil spirit."

Da Ju: "...Imperial Student, you've just entered the Imperial Academy. Let me calculate...it must have been tens of thousands of years ago, right?"

"When the ancient Heaven and Underworld were first established, there were many mistakes and omissions. Besides, I wasn't the Great Emperor of Fengdu back then."

"Anyway, under my rule, ghosts have to go through many hurdles to be reincarnated. Not to mention evil ghosts, anyone who is not good enough to be human must first be reborn as an animal."

The Nine Heavens Emperor of Life said nothing more and continued to look at the peach blossom in the illusion. She received no reply and carried the copper basin into the house.

Da Ju said, "Regardless of whether the reincarnation of evil spirits has ever happened, I think that this Bi Tao Xuan Xian already has the qualities of an immortal."

"How so?" The Nine Heavens Imperial Student Emperor craned his neck curiously to ask.

Da Ju glanced at Qing Ming, who was sitting upright with his eyes closed, and said, "If something happens, instead of dealing with it, the first thing to do is question the relevant heads of the six departments."

"Didn't she just use your illusion to ask me why the underworld is not doing anything about letting evil spirits reincarnate?"

The Nine Heavens Imperial Birth Emperor: "..."

He dared not respond to the Emperor of Fengdu, for that would be blatantly accusing the Emperor of Qingming of doing nothing but assigning blame.

Qingming opened his eyes and glanced at Daju.

Da Ju raised an eyebrow slightly, clearly not afraid of him at all.

Daju even looked at Kunyi.

Kunyi sat next to Qingming, her face serious.

Da Ju sighed inwardly.

They... used to be childhood friends.

However, as the years have passed, they are now all rulers of the Nine Heavens, and when they meet again, it is always for the purpose of "accountability".

In the past, even the Grand Master would not have come in person for the sake of a junior proving himself to the Immortal.

We've been going our separate ways for too long. It seems that all the joys and sorrows we once shared have faded with time and change, becoming distant memories that are hard to recapture.

Da Ju looked at the illusion again, only to find that in the blink of an eye, the illusion had dissipated!

Bitao's consciousness returned to her body, and as soon as she opened her eyes, everyone looked at her.

What happened?

Is this the end of the debate?

The Nine Heavens Emperor traced the illusion back to its source, his eyes widening in disbelief: "You...you killed the child in that woman's womb?"

Bitao nodded: "Yes."

"Your Majesty, my answer is that evil spirits should not be reincarnated as humans. If this is true, the officials in the underworld involved must be held accountable immediately."

The Nine Heavens Imperial Student Emperor was shocked by Bi Tao's ruthlessness.

She strangled the child to death in the womb during delivery.

This way, not only were there no instances of children being discovered and beaten to death, but there were also no children born to wait for their parents to reform them.

The Nine Heavens Emperor had a pair of large eyes with three layers of eyelids, which revealed both innocence and incomprehension: "But you are dedicated to the common people. Children born into this world are part of the common people. Are you unwilling to give your people a chance to be reborn as humans?"

Bitao: "Evil spirits become evil spirits because they harm the common people. I am dedicated to the common people, and even if it is for their safety, I should not give them a chance to be reborn as humans."

The Nine Heavens Emperor continued, “But no one does evil for no reason. The cause of evil spirits may also be the shaped by the times. If his parents had raised him well from childhood, perhaps he would have grown into a good person.”

Bitao: "Impossible."

The Nine Heavens Imperial Birth Emperor: "..."

"The Emperor also said that he was reincarnated with his memories. A person who has killed people has long lost the respect for human life. He has lost the ability to perceive and receive the simple beauty of the world."

"The chance for such a person to be reformed and become a good person again is one in a million. I cannot put my people at risk just to give such a person a chance."

The Nine Heavens Emperor seemed fixated on this question: "What if he was merely a reincarnated evil spirit, without any memories of his previous life?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and Bitao was once again transported into the illusion.

She delivered the baby again this time, and this time the child in the woman's womb had no memory of its previous life.

Bitao threw away the pot and went inside.

In the blink of an eye, the illusion shattered once again.

The Nine Heavens Emperor looked at Bitao, who had once again strangled a child in her womb, with utter astonishment.

Bitao said, "Your Majesty, I have said it before, evil spirits should not have the opportunity to be reincarnated. Regardless of whether he carries the memories of his past life, his life was wrong from the moment he was born."

"But don't you agree with defying fate?" It was the Great Emperor of Fengdu, Daju, who spoke. "What if this evil spirit endures all hardships just to be reborn as a good person in the human world?"

With a wave of his hand, Da Ju sent Bi Tao back into the illusion.

This time, however, she entered the Netherworld Illusion.

It was a magnificent scene of the underworld that she had witnessed with her own eyes.

Thousands of bridges are connected, and ghost messengers are as numerous as ants. Some people escort ghosts along a spiderweb-like path leading to the Ghost King's palace, bringing them to Bitao, who sits behind the judgment table.

The voice of the Emperor of Fengdu rang in Bitao's mind: "Since you just questioned the Netherworld Official from afar, saying that the official should not have allowed evil ghosts to reincarnate."

"Then you yourself will act as a ghost official, and I will ask you questions."

"If a malevolent ghost is reincarnated and is not killed in time, and he lives a life of great kindness in the human world, but his sins from his previous life have not been cleared, how should he be judged after his merits and demerits are balanced?"

Bitao never expected that before the first debate of the Supervisory Department had even concluded, the Great Emperor of Fengdu would immediately begin the next debate.

However, it's not unreasonable to combine these two arguments, since the Great Emperor grants life and the Underworld collects death.

Only when life and death are intertwined can there be reincarnation.

So the ghost official dragged the ghost, who had done evil in his previous life and was doing good in this one, to Bitao's side.

Bitao listened as he said, "Your Honor, I have done good deeds all my life. In my past life, I only killed one person, but in this life, I have given alms to disaster victims and helped the people. I have saved at least eight or ten thousand people! My merits and demerits can offset each other, right?"

His eerie green eyes flashed with ecstatic joy.

But in the next instant, Bitao waved her sleeve, sweeping him directly into the River of Oblivion.

The illusion of the Great Emperor of Fengdu is broken.

The peach blossom has returned to its original form.

Da Ju tilted his head and looked at her with a strange expression: "Is that all the judgment is? You didn't even offset his merits and demerits."

Bitao cupped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, I am not the King of the Underworld, but as a celestial being of the Nine Heavens, I know the responsibilities of a celestial being: to reward good and punish evil."

Good deeds should be rewarded, and evil deeds should be punished. Good and evil should not be confused.

"No matter how many people he saves in this life, in the previous life, the person who died because of him will not come back to life."

"If I were the Ghost King, I would certainly reward his good deeds, but... I would have to wait until his sins were eliminated in the River of Oblivion first."

"Hahahaha..." Da Ju laughed again.

He just set a trap for Bitao during his questioning in the debate.

He asked Bitao to offset the merits and demerits of the evil ghost who was reincarnated to do good.

But Bitao wasn't fooled.

Just like the Nine Heavens Emperor gave Bitao two choices: either wait for the child to be born to reform the reincarnated evil spirit, or wait for the child to be born to kill the reincarnated evil spirit.

But she chose not to give birth to the child.

Da Ju bowed towards Qing Ming and said, "Your Majesty, I have lost."

Bitao was taken aback, somewhat surprised. This was... over?

"Is that all?" King Jinghai, who had been suppressing his temper and remaining silent, said in a booming voice, "I'm afraid that the Emperor of Fengdu might be secretly fond of Fairy Bitao and intends her to be his successor, which is why he deliberately posed such a simple question about the law."

The smile on Da Ju's face vanished instantly.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Jing Haiwang.

Sebi Chunxiao's face was like a dark cloud pressing down on a city, its gloom so intense it chilled anyone who looked upon it. The ghostly aura emanating from her body solidified, transforming into a soul-devouring beast from the underworld, roaring towards the direction of Jing Haiwang.

The clouds trembled, and Da Ju's voice was disdainful: "Who do you think you are? You dare to question me?"

As he spoke, the ferocious beast behind him pounced on the King of the Well—

However, just as the Soul-Devouring Beast's massive maw was about to swallow the head of the Well-Sea King, causing the Well-Sea King to cower above the clouds in fear, a bolt of lightning shot out from the sleeve of the Heavenly Dao of Myriad Realms, transforming into a chain that promptly grabbed the Soul-Devouring Beast's neck.

The Soul-Devouring Beast of the Fengdu Emperor, under the lightning chains of the Myriad Realms Heavenly Dao, was as obedient as a dog, even wagging its tail at the Myriad Realms Heavenly Dao Kunyi.

Kunyi made a hand seal and flicked it onto the head of the Soul-Devouring Beast, which looked almost like a gentle pat.

The Soul-Devouring Beast howled and returned to the back of the Fengdu Emperor, burrowing into his clothes and transforming into golden beast patterns.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty! The Emperor of Fengdu openly showed favoritism in front of Your Majesty! He disrupted the debate of the Emperor of the Nine Heavens, and even attacked his subordinates, nearly devouring their souls! Your Majesty, you cannot stand idly by!"

Jing Haiwang got up from the ground and began to whine and complain.

The Emperor of Fengdu has a hideous and ghostly appearance, and looks like he might unleash a ferocious beast at any moment to bite the King of the Well to death.

But before Qingming Emperor could react, the Nine Heavens Supervisor Emperor also said to Qingming Emperor: "Emperor, in this debate, Bitao Xuanxian wins."

"You!" King Jinghai glared at the Nine Heavens Supervisor of Life Emperor. "Were you threatened by the Fengdu Emperor? Were you frightened by him? As the Nine Heavens Supervisor of Life Emperor, how can you be so cowardly! Are you also going to show favoritism for Bitao?"

The Nine Heavens Emperor said, "Your Majesty, I have not shown any favoritism."

"Bi Tao Xuan Xian has indeed won the debate."

The Nine Heavens Emperor looked at the flushed and pale-faced King Jinghai: "The midwife in that illusion was me in the past."

“I stole that evil child after it was born, and because the child was so young and I had delivered it myself, I couldn’t bring myself to kill it immediately.”

"But even after more than a decade of trying to purify that evil spirit by experiencing human pleasures and exhausting all my skills, I still couldn't reform it."

"I finally killed him before he could harm anyone."

"Later, when I was walking among humans, I was found by the family of that evil spirit who had been reincarnated. The couple had lost their child for many years and were in great pain, almost to the point of being possessed. They wouldn't listen to my explanation, and they believed I was a kidnapper, so they beat me to death."

"Both of the answers I gave were dead ends."

"But Bitao Xuanxian chose to strangle the evil spirit in the woman's womb."

“She’s right, evil spirits shouldn’t be born.”

“As long as the evil spirit is not born and dies in the womb, the woman and her husband may grieve for the death of their child after ten months of pregnancy, but they will not have to experience the pain of losing their child.”

"If I had possessed the decisiveness of the Jade Peach Immortal when I delivered the baby, I wouldn't have wasted more than ten years in the mortal world, only to have all the merits I accumulated destroyed by killing someone with my own hands, and then be beaten to death by mortals, forcing me to go through a cycle of reincarnation before I could return to heaven and attain my position."

"Bitao Xuanxian's heart is set on the well-being of all people, yet she is not burdened by it. She has a clear vision and can distinguish right from wrong. In this debate, she wins brilliantly."

Even the King of the Well was speechless this time. Who could have imagined that the illusion was actually the tribulation personally experienced by the Great Emperor of the Nine Heavens?

At this moment, the Emperor of Fengdu spoke up: "The argument I raised was also the mistake of my subordinate Ghost King. He confused good and evil, and was unclear about rewards and punishments, causing the order of the reincarnated ghosts under his jurisdiction to be chaotic and suffering unspeakably."

"Now that person has been demoted to a little devil being boiled in oil in the hell of karmic fire, tormented and interrogated day and night by karmic fire."

"If King Jinghai truly has any doubts, I can send you to the boiling oil hell to ask that brat what he thinks?"

King Jinghai dared not respond.

Always eager for excitement, Dong Wanggong, who belonged to no faction, turned his head back and forth, winking at Bitao.

At this moment, the official in charge of pardoning sins also spoke up, speaking solemnly on behalf of Bitao: "Bitao Xuanxian's handling of that evil ghost and her judgment of the underworld ghosts are all in accordance with the law and should be a model for all immortals to follow, so that all departments can clearly punish and educate, and the mirror of water is flawless."

The official in charge of pardoning sins is powerful and his orders are carried out with absolute authority. His words are as firm as thunder and as decisive as frost, and no one can refute them.

The Azure Emperor raised his hand, and the array that blocked the spiritual energy was activated. As the spiritual energy surged in, Bi Tao felt a joy as swift and fierce as the spiritual energy itself!

Winning streak!

That's great! If she finishes the debate quickly, she can help the people of Mingguang in the lower realm who are waiting to return to heaven to attract the attention of the people behind them.

As Bitao's brow chakra and root chakra merged, her past memories appeared in perfect detail, clear and bright as if right before her eyes. Her consciousness followed her memories back to the time when the peach wood spirit was formed.

Then she returned to the distant past, where Bitao looked down at herself as just a wisp of turbid energy where the pure and impure energies met, wandering aimlessly through the myriad worlds.

Then, drawn by some unknown force, it burrowed into a container.

That was... an egg?

Bitao's memory ends here.

She felt a pain comparable to the tearing of her soul, and her body and soul were pushed to their limits.

Bitao suddenly opened her eyes, took a deep breath, as if she had broken through the egg liquid and returned to normal space.

Bitao felt a mouthful of sweet and pungent egg liquid in her throat, and quickly spat it out when she returned to normal air.

—But in reality, he was overwhelmed by the gifts bestowed upon him by Heaven and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qingming once again cut off the spiritual energy flowing towards Bitao.

Everyone looked at Bitao, whose two souls were simultaneously merging, and who was clearly struggling to hold on.

Qingming said, "You can take a rest."

Bitao finally saw that her robes were "blooming everywhere".

She followed her memories so deeply that she almost reached the other side of reincarnation, completely unaware that she was vomiting blood.

But she feels great right now!

She mastered the powers of Fushi, which governs memories, and Choufei, which governs purification, in one fell swoop. She can now see through the cycle of yin and yang and understand the entanglements between people.

Unlike the cause-and-effect relationships I saw when I became a Xuanxian (a type of immortal).

Instead, one can see the intersection between the immortal positions; it is an invisible yet tangible connection.

She saw the connections, some deep, some shallow, between the immortals present, and she also saw the dense threads between Xuanjia and herself.

She saw that the invisible connection between Daju, Qingming, and Kunyi had been shrouded in a faint shadow. The three of them... must have been very good friends.

Like her and Xuanjia.

"Do you want to rest, Bitao?" Kunyi asked Bitao again, noticing that her eyes were darting back and forth among the crowd and that she seemed a little out of it.

Bitao originally wanted to say that she didn't need it.

But she quickly added, "Okay."

Then she quickly closed her eyes on the spot, happily entered the Silver River Net, and looked towards the Star Realm of the third competition.

She glanced at it first, just once!