Chapter 56 Holding Hands, Bitao was practically being worn down by him. ...

"Long Banfan! Give me back my spirit stones!"

"You can't take advantage of Senior Brother Meteor's pampering and tolerance to continue being arrogant and domineering, reaping benefits without sowing!"

The cultivator from Wenxin Pavilion who had his spirit stones stolen was clearly very dissatisfied.

But Zhan Kui not only refused to return it, he also took away the allowance of the senior brother Meteor who was surrounded by the crowd.

She was dressed in red, and although her attire was the same as that of the cultivators from the Wenxin Pavilion, it featured more red than black, making her extremely flamboyant. She tossed the finest spirit stones around in her hands, attracting everyone's envy.

They just won't pay it back.

"What, are you going to bring up my deceased father, the old pavilion master, again, and say that I'm abusing my power because of his legacy?"

Zhan Kui stuffed the spirit stone into his robes, shook his head, and said, "So what if it is? Who told you not to have a good father to leave you such a huge inheritance?"

"This position of Pavilion Master should have been mine!"

"Senior Brother Meteor took my spot, so what if he tolerated it and gave in to me? He's my future husband, that's what he should do!"

Everyone burst into laughter, all looking completely at ease with it.

It's obvious that this kind of drama has been played out countless times.

The current leader of the Wenxin Pavilion clearly indulges this arrogant female cultivator in red.

With his ghostly, skeletal appearance, anyone could see the deep tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Zhan Kui.

He spoke decisively, "Tianhua, stop fighting. It was indeed when Tianbao was singing that the evil spirit... because the sound was so piercing, it covered its ears and gave up resisting, which allowed us to seize the opportunity to subdue it. I will give you the spirit stones later."

The male cultivator who had been called Tianhua immediately looked frustrated, as if he was having trouble urinating. His eyes were almost rolling back in anger, but he didn't dare to keep chasing Zhan Kui for spirit stones.

Zhan Kui whistled flippantly at the revered Senior Brother Liu Xing, saying, "Good Senior Brother, I'll marry you sooner or later."

Then, carrying the spirit stones, he went to the back hall for a meal.

The crowd burst into laughter again.

Meteor smiled helplessly, her gaze following Zhan Kui's figure until she entered the inner hall before continuing to talk to the others.

Bitao watched as Zhan Kui's figure disappeared.

Based on her clothing, her current state, the reactions of the crowd, and the conversation just now, he quickly deduced the identity and background of the person Zhan Kui would "choose" in this second competition.

She must be the daughter of the previous head of Wenxin Pavilion.

Although her father died, her senior brother took over and still doted on her, letting her "tease the cats and dogs" and flaunt her power in the Wenxin Pavilion.

While cultivators from various sects mocked her, few harbored genuine malice towards her.

Judging from what this group of people said, Zhan Kui basically followed the Meteor Pavilion Master of the Wenxin Pavilion, and while playing around, he would casually accumulate merit points and earn spirit stones.

The Koi Fairy truly lives up to her name.

I just don't know whether she's called Long Banfan or Tianbao now.

The name Tianbao is so wonderful... hahaha.

Isn't she God's darling?

The immortals atop the Silver River Net knew even more than Bi Tao, since the Silver River Net had already revealed their detailed life stories and identities as "successors" in the lower realm after the competition for immortal positions.

"Koi fish really live up to their name... I really regret not raising one in the last competition."

"I'm truly impressed. Those twenty-eight merits were hers. I tracked them down, and those twenty-eight... no, now it's twenty-nine. None of those twenty-nine merits were earned by her catching ghosts herself; she just mooched them off..."

"The daughter of the former sect leader, the junior sister of the current sect leader... and the two are even engaged. Her clothes, food, and housing are all of the finest quality. This red dress is custom-made and was all personally provided by her senior brother, Meteor. Why, why, why?!"

"...This is probably the best identity one can 'choose' among all the immortal positions in the competition, right? This Wenxin Pavilion is where missions are issued. All immortal positions accumulate merit and eventually have to come here. She can ride along with the pavilion master and ride her way to heaven."

"I just want to ask where her 'love and separation, unfulfilled desires, and resentment and hatred' are?! Ah! Where are they?! That Meteor Brother fell in love with her at first sight!"

"Her name is Tianbao, hahaha, I'm not crazy! Is she here for a competition or to mess with people's mentality?"

"...to receive the good fortune of the koi fish."

"...I'll take it too."

"……catch."

"catch!"

"catch."

...

Bitao wasn't in a hurry to talk to Zhan Kui. Since he was from Wenxin Pavilion, there would always be opportunities to cooperate.

The fact that Zhan Kui didn't recognize her at first glance must mean he hasn't yet broken through the Thunder Pattern Curse Seal.

Soon, Bitao's wrist was tightly gripped by a large hand.

Bitao turned her head and met Wei Danxin's anxious gaze.

He could have easily seen his third junior sister with a glance, but because the head of the Wenxin Pavilion had returned, everyone sitting in the hall stood up and gathered at the door. Wei Danxin couldn't see her for a moment, so she immediately came looking for her.

But of course he wouldn't admit that he got anxious as soon as he couldn't see anyone.

Meeting Bitao's questioning gaze, he said calmly, "The mission has been chosen. The junior brothers and sisters are familiarizing themselves with the mission location. Why don't you come and take a look too?"

After Wei Danxin finished speaking, she pulled Bitao out of the crowd.

Bitao followed Wei Danxin for a couple of steps, then grabbed the ice mirror and introduced it to Wei Danxin: "Senior Brother, this is the talisman cultivator I just met."

"Look, this is the Five Thunder Talisman she drew..."

Wei Danxin did not reach out to take the talisman from Bitao's hand, but instead tilted her head slightly and leaned closer to take a look.

He immediately pointed out: "The last two strokes of this thunder symbol are wrong."

Bingjing, who was standing next to Bitao, was already a little nervous, and her face turned red again upon hearing this.

Bitao smiled and beckoned to Wei Danxin with her finger: "Come closer."

Wei Danxin instinctively wanted to refuse. With so many people in the hall, how could they be so intimate in public...

But when he met Bitao's smiling peach blossom eyes, he felt a sudden, inexplicable dizziness.

The dizziness made it impossible for him to straighten his back, and somehow he bent down towards the person in front of him and put his ear close.

Bitao was really just whispering something, since it wouldn't be appropriate to say she got a "great bargain" in front of Bingjing.

But when Bitao saw Wei Danxin's ears, which were already turning red, she almost wanted to rush up and bite them.

With great difficulty, she managed to lean closer, her warm breath accompanying her laughter as she said, "Don't look at whether there are any mistakes on the talisman, look at the thunder spirit contained within it."

"This is an outer disciple of the Seven Star Palace, and he possesses the extremely rare lightning spirit attribute."

“Her cultivation level is not high enough because she does not have a proper master. However, her lightning spirit attribute is very pure. I promised to teach her the correct Five Thunder Talismans, and she promised not to accept payment and to draw one hundred Five Thunder Incantations for us.”

"And it even came with a basket of dry rations."

"Senior brother, weren't we originally going to team up with Fu Xiu as well?"

Bitao spoke softly, her breath sweet as orchids, with a deliberate hint of provocation: "If you team up with them, you'll get a share of their spirit stones after the mission."

"But in fact, among the talismans, the other talismans for exorcising ghosts and suppressing evil spirits are very limited in their effectiveness against ghosts. Only the Five Thunder Talisman is the most practical."

It's not that other talismans are useless. If drawn by a master or a cultivator with abundant spiritual power of the five elements, they will naturally be thunderous and unstoppable.

However, the cultivation levels of cultivators in this world are merely "bluffing." According to Bi Tao's understanding, none of the elders who are stationed in the Seven Star Palace have reached the Heavenly Realm.

The talismans that are usually drawn are not drawn by the elders, but mostly by their disciples.

Those disciples' cultivation levels were already mediocre, so the five elements spiritual power applied to the talismans was greatly reduced.

Some fierce-tempered ghosts might treat those talismans like strong liquor, consuming a few for a thrill, but they're really not very effective.

Bitao said, "We'll only need to give her a small portion of the spirit stones to get a hundred Five Thunder Talismans with such pure thunder spirit essence. Senior brother, haven't I gotten a great deal?"

Wei Danxin was already restless, and Bitao deliberately teased him. After being breathed on a few times, the itch traveled down his ear canal to his heart, and he just wanted to reach into his chest and scratch it.

Being able to keep one's face from burning a shameful bright red is already an effect of secretly circulating the Golden Spirit Powder to reduce the body's rising temperature.

He didn't even really understand what Bitao meant.

However, the senior brother, who was always "proper and dignified," could not let anyone notice even if he was absent-minded.

This did not stop him from calmly nodding, straightening his back, and pinching his numb earlobe hard, trying to regain his composure.

He said, "What you said makes sense."

Seeing that his golden eyes were unfocused, Bitao knew that he hadn't listened to a word of it.

But she had never seen Mingguang so lovestruck, so full of romantic feelings, that he seemed distracted even when dealing with serious matters.

He had no memories of being an immortal, no followers or venerable figures in the Nine Heavens, no rules or regulations to govern his words and actions, and no expectations from the Immortal Emperor or the Heavenly Dao of all realms that would make him think twice before taking a single step.

They might have hesitated due to their social status and ethical norms, but now that the deed is done, they no longer defy these norms.

He finally let his guard down and revealed his true nature, which was truly adorable.

Therefore, Bitao smiled even more brightly, and mimicking how Bingjing and her husband had acted coquettishly earlier, she shook Wei Danxin's arm and said, "Then let's take her with us on the mission, okay?"

As Wei Danxin listened to his third junior sister's voice rising at the end, he held his breath slightly. Although it was his arm that was being shaken, his brain felt like it was being shaken so violently that the yellow part of his brain would shatter like an egg.

Naturally, everyone agreed: "...Okay."

When Bingjing saw that the senior disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect had nodded in affirmation of his talisman, he immediately smiled with joy.

She took the initiative to introduce herself to Wei Danxin: "I have long admired the reputation of Fellow Daoist Wei of the Supreme Sword Sect. My name is Du Man, and I am an outer disciple of the Seven Star Palace. It is a great honor to join forces with the Supreme Sword Sect to exorcise evil!"

Wei Danxin nodded calmly with a straight face.

Bitao burst out laughing.

Wei Danxin looked at her, and she winked at him, giving him a flirtatious look.

She started doing this the moment she met Mingguang in the lower realm.

But each time it was taken as a provocation.

And now... Wei Danxin has finally successfully received Bitao's "flirting glances".

His face remained unchanged, still as frosty and scabbard as ever, but in reality, he was frantically circulating his spiritual energy to suppress it.

But the steps he was about to take suddenly became chaotic. His mind was momentarily unsure which foot to control, and he stumbled forward slightly before regaining his balance.

After regaining his composure, he realized that he had been holding onto his third junior sister's wrist the whole time.

He also pulled his third junior sister in front of him, and the two were practically face to face.

The peach blossoms, viewed from bottom to top, were full of mockery in their eyes.

She spoke softly, "Senior brother, be gentle, you're hurting me..."

Wei Danxin immediately released her hand.

Bitao's sleeve slid down, and sure enough, the wrist that had been gripped all along had turned a deep red.

If left untreated, it may turn bluish-purple before long.

This shows how hard the person holding on was pulling.

Wei Danxin: "..." Why would he use so much force?

He hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to take his third junior sister's hand and examine it.

He even thought about how he had... tormented her so miserably before.

For a time, I even suspected that I had some kind of sadistic or violent fetish that I didn't even know I had.

But after taking one step, he quickly stopped.

No, that's not suitable.

Regardless of the fact that there was a disciple from the Seven Star Palace beside him... Disciples from all sects were present, and although everyone's attention was on Liu Xing, the head of the Wenxin Pavilion, it was really not appropriate to have any intimate actions.

He couldn't bring himself to do anything as affectionate as holding hands with his fellow disciples in public.

Therefore, Wei Danxin forced herself to stop, took a slight breath, straightened her back, and even frowned, forming a sword-like pattern between her brows. She then strode past Bitao and walked away.

He then coldly retorted, "Come with me."

Very cold and stern.

The expression on Bingjing's face, which had just been beaming with joy at being affirmed, froze. A kind of instinct that had always made her afraid to submit to Mingguang since childhood even began to stir within her soul.

Her voice became shrill with fright as she looked at Bitao and asked, "...Is your senior brother angry?"

"Actually, if the fellow Daoists of the Supreme Sword Sect feel it's inappropriate, you can team up with the inner disciples of the Seven Star Palace."

Bingjing smiled and handed the basket of cakes to Bitao, saying, "It's alright."

Bitao: "He wasn't angry." He was in love.

Bitao smiled and said to Bingjing, "Senior Brother is straightforward. He will say so directly if he doesn't agree or is unwilling. Come on, let me introduce you to my junior brothers and sisters."

Bitao returned to the table at the Supreme Sword Sect with the Ice Mirror and introduced her to everyone.

Lin Xuantu carefully observed Binglun, who had lost her memory, and noticed her expression.

This is his beloved little sister.

Since Wei Danxin had already agreed to let Bingjing join, no one raised any objections.

However, Lin Xuantu stared blankly at the ice mirror, not looking away for a long time.

The two people look somewhat alike, and their close blood ties cannot be severed by "reincarnation".

That's what "love" is like. Even if you lose your memory or even change your appearance, it still remains in your soul.

When touched, it will overflow from the body in an unexpected way.

Just like if Mingguang didn't originally have a selfish desire for Bitao that he couldn't understand and dared not understand, if he were simply Wei Danxin, given his temperament, even if he were forcibly bound to a woman, he wouldn't have fallen in love so quickly.

Binglun may not be a good person, but he is definitely a good older brother.

Lin Xuantu only turned his head away after Bingjing noticed his overly intense gaze and glared at him.

The group introduced themselves briefly to each other.

Bitao began to look at the tasks assigned by Wei Danxin.

He assessed the team's strength and then checked off several other sects he wanted to cooperate with in his notebook.

Ultimately, I chose the task of the painted-skin ghost on the photo-remembering stone.

Bitao discovered that Wei Danxin had combined everyone's strengths and weaknesses, choosing the array cultivator who was good at breaking through barriers and the body cultivator who had the power to lift a thousand pounds.

With the addition of the talisman that Bitao picked up, dealing with this painted-skin ghost was more than enough.

Although the spirit stones obtained from this task are not many, it's perfect for junior brothers and sisters to practice.

At this moment, Wei Danxin took the array plate from the array cultivator and pointed to the eight trigrams position and array eye of the array, and was dismantling the evil-slaying array on it with her junior brothers and sisters.

Once the array plate breaks, they can also reassemble the evil-slaying array based on the five elements.

"This is the life gate of this formation, and the life gate needs to be guarded by the Wood Spirit."

Wei Danxin never looked at Bitao again from beginning to end.

As long as he doesn't look at Bitao, he's a normal and reliable senior brother.

"This is the gate to death, the gate to death..."

Bitao, determined to distract him, praised Wei Danxin, saying, "Senior Brother, the task you chose is very suitable. Senior Brother, I'm hungry, we're all hungry."

The sound of Wei Danxin dismantling the formation abruptly stopped.

He quickly glanced at Bitao, annoyed that he had forgotten to take his third junior sister to eat... and take all his junior brothers and sisters to eat.

He withdrew his hand from the array plate and said, "Then let's go get something to eat first, and continue when we get back."

“There are cakes here!” Bingjing said. “We can eat cakes, which will go perfectly with the tea on the table.”

Wei Danxin glanced at Bitao again and saw her mouthing "I don't want to eat cakes".

He pursed his lips, then said with a stern expression, "There's not much food left; save it for the journey."

Zhang Yuluan noticed the flirtatious glances exchanged between her senior brother and her third junior sister.

Still reeling from the previous argument, feeling a bit uneasy, she blurted out, "Not many? There must be over a hundred cakes in this basket, right? The town where the Painted Skin Ghost lives is only two days' journey from the Heart-Questioning Pavilion. Are you going to carry them all on the way?"

Each person can only eat one or two pancakes on the road. If everyone carries ten or so pancakes, are they planning to stuff that painted skin to death?

Wei Danxin had never admitted to abusing his "official power" for personal gain, but now that he had been exposed in public, his expression changed slightly.

Bitao slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "If you like to eat cakes, then eat them all. I'm going to eat something else with my senior brother."

As she spoke, she walked over to Wei Danxin, took his arm, and started walking away.

The other junior brothers and sisters weren't really interested in eating pancakes either. They hadn't eaten for a day or two and had finally made it to the city, so they definitely wanted to eat something good and have a treat.

Although they are cultivators, they are also human beings.

As soon as Wei Danxin left, some of the other junior brothers and sisters immediately stood up: "Senior brother, wait a minute!"

"Third Senior Sister, wait a minute..."

In the end, only Zhang Yuluan and Lin Xuantu, who always unconditionally sided with her, remained at the table.

Even the Ice Mirror is gone.

She certainly didn't waste money on eating out; she left with a pancake and a cup of tea.

She sensed something was off and went to eat in a corner.

Zhang Yuluan's face was stiff. She took several deep breaths, but still felt a burning sensation in her heart.

If Wei Danxin was only "forced" to be with her third junior sister, she could still think that it was because Yue Qingyao was arrogant and domineering, taking advantage of her power to steal someone else's love.

But now the two of them are clearly in love and mutually attracted, which makes it seem like she, the one who was jilted, is being unreasonable and forcing things!

"Second Senior Sister..." Lin Xuantu's gaze had been following Bing Jing's figure as it disappeared into the hall.

Seeing Zhang Yuluan's distress, he immediately came to comfort her: "Second Senior Sister, you don't need to be sad. People like Third Senior Sister who steal others' love and love others with virtue will eventually reap the bitter fruits of their actions!"

Zhang Yuluan: "..." Her expression was indescribable.

Looking at his fourth junior brother, the fire in his heart was burning so fiercely that he couldn't help but say, "If you can't speak properly, then shut your mouth!"

"Why don't you read a book if you have nothing else to do?"

Lin Xuantu: "..." He was stunned by the shouting.

"Second Senior Sister..." His second senior sister always spoke softly to him and had never spoken so harshly.

When he first joined the sect, everyone in the sect had many complaints about how this country bumpkin could become the personal disciple of the leader of the Supreme Sword Sect.

Some people even secretly ruined his clothes and threw away the food he had hidden away.

They said he was a stray dog, because not only did he not get enough to eat in the canteen, but he also stole food and buried it like a dog.

Back then, only his second senior sister understood that he had suffered from hunger since childhood and was afraid that the days when he could eat his fill every day would pass in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, he was growing rapidly at the time, his bones and flesh were growing together, and he was always starving.

His second senior sister would often bring him some food.

She spoke to him softly, "You're a big eater for your age. Don't listen to what those people say. Master accepted you as his fourth disciple, and even though you're younger than them, they still call you senior brother. They're just jealous of you."

The hunger and fear I felt back then were always soothed by my second senior sister's gentle words.

Even now, he doesn't dare to eat too much in front of others.

After eating too much, if anyone even glances at him, he'll be reminded of the days when people pointed their fingers at him and called him a pig or a dog.

He... he really could never concentrate on reading.

My brain explodes just looking at those words.

He would faint on the spot if that notebook were opened.

He just can't learn it! Even rote memorization doesn't help! What can you do...?

Moreover... and Second Senior Sister would never have called him "uncultured" or a savage who was difficult to teach, unlike those other people.

But now...

Lin Xuantu's eyes turned red from being yelled at.

If it were the Zhang Yuluan of the past, she might have coaxed him a bit and fooled him.

But the reason she used to comfort him was not only because she felt sorry for him when he was young, but also because she later discovered that Yue Qingyao liked him, and had liked him since childhood.

She couldn't compete with Yue Qingyao; she didn't have a mother like that to back her up and act recklessly.

Zhang Yuluan's father was an elder of the Thunder Sect, but he had many children and didn't care about this daughter at all.

However, Zhang Yuluan can make the people Yue Qingyao like revolve around her.

Lin Xuantu likes gentle and tender women, but Yue Qingyao can't even pretend. She's always arrogant and domineering. She even bullied Lin Xuantu when they were young. Later, she fell in love with him and gave him gifts, but he refused to accept them no matter how good they were.

If I wanted it, I'd just give it to myself.

Zhang Yuluan secretly rejoiced over this.

However, she never reciprocated Lin Xuantu's feelings, and she clearly told him that she liked her senior brother.

His willingness to stay by her side—what does that have to do with her?

She simply disliked Lin Xuantu, who was all about physical growth and no intelligence.

A person who can't even speak properly is just an empty shell.

One is incomparably handsome, exceptionally talented, virtuous, and steady in conduct—even a ghost would know which one to choose!

Zhang Yuluan used to be glad that Yue Qingyao was blind.

Now it has been discovered that she has not only regained her "sight," but has also managed to win over someone like Wei Danxin with remarkable efficiency.

Then she looked at Lin Xuantu next to her, who was so stupid it was like adding fuel to the fire by trying to comfort her.

He deeply felt that the years he had used him to anger Yue Qingyao were now backfiring.

This is karma, she's getting her just desserts!

She slammed her hand on the table, got up, and left.

Lin Xuantu subconsciously got up to follow, but Zhang Yuluan was now burning with rage and lashed out at Lin Xuantu: "Don't follow me!"

"I get annoyed just looking at you."

Karma!

As she spoke the previous sentence, Lin Xuantu picked up all the swords on the table.

He was still blaming himself for not knowing how to speak properly.

I swear I will study hard from now on, even if it makes my brain explode.

But the next sentence, spoken softly and lightly, "Seeing you annoys me," made Lin Xuantu stop in her tracks.

He stared blankly at his second senior sister, whom he had been grateful to and had pursued for countless years, and suddenly felt that she was an absolute stranger.

His eyes were red-rimmed, and it felt as if a huge stone had been stuffed into his throat and chest.

Heavy and icy cold.

He comforted himself, thinking that his second senior sister was losing control because... because his third senior sister had stolen his eldest senior brother away.

As long as the third senior sister returns the eldest senior brother, the second senior sister will definitely return to her former self.

Therefore, Lin Xuantu, whether in heaven or the human world, is a fool who is all brawn and no brains.

In a situation where "the only source of warmth in his life turned cold," he made a groundbreaking and "wise" decision.

He planned to seduce the third senior sister so that the eldest senior brother would change his mind and continue to be with the second senior sister.

At this moment, Bitao had no idea what kind of ridiculous seduction she was about to encounter.

She's busy seducing other people.

Wei Danxin led her to eat two large bowls of wontons first.

Then I bought her meat buns, pastries, and snacks, several large bags in total.

Bitao ate heartily and finished all of it in no time, not even leaving any snacks.

When she revealed her enormous appetite for the first time, Wei Danxin was somewhat stunned, and stammered, "Being able to eat is a blessing..."

Bitao burst into laughter, her body trembling with joy.

Then, at some point, Wei Danxin bought a bottle of ointment for treating external injuries and promoting blood circulation from Danxiu, who was selling medicine at a stall.

Then... she shook off her junior brothers and sisters and led Bitao into a dilapidated and deserted alley.

Bitao knew what he was going to do; it was written all over his face.

But she pretended not to know and deliberately asked him, "Senior brother, where are you taking me?"

After many twists and turns, the two finally stopped in a dead-end alley overgrown with weeds.

He took out the medicine bottle with an upright expression.

He moved closer to Bitao, unscrewed the medicine bottle, and pulled up Bitao's sleeve.

This is hardly an injury; the mark should have faded by now. It just looks a bit scary because Bitao's skin is quite fair.

But she wasn't some delicate, fragile woman, nor was she even an ordinary person, so there was really no need to use such a "sledgehammer to crack a nut".

For some reason, when the sleeve was rolled up, a deep purple bruise was visible on the wrist, which looked extremely terrifying.

Wei Danxin's expression turned serious with fright.

"How could this be... I'm sorry, I used too much force."

He quickly used his long, slender fingers to scoop out the ointment and applied it to Bitao's wrist, which was "mysteriously aggravated".

Bitao always had a smile on her face.

As his fingers slid across her wrist, she suddenly pulled her hand back.

"Hmm?" Wei Danxin asked in confusion as her hand suddenly felt empty.

Bitao put her hands behind her back and said, "I don't want treatment."

Wei Danxin: "...Why?"

Bitao looked up at him, took a step towards him, and was almost pressed against him.

Then he tilted his head back, his breath brushing against his neck as he said, "Because I like it."

Bitao said dreamily, "I love the marks my senior brother left on me."

Wei Danxin's ears were already burning from the close proximity of the two people.

Now that she had uttered "I like you" twice in a row, and there was no one else around, no matter how hard Wei Danxin tried to suppress it, he couldn't stop the blush from spreading across his face.

He looked down and met Bitao's eyes, which could drown a person, and felt as if countless deer and rabbits were sprouting from the ground in his chest.

The deer bumped into him, and the rabbit kicked him.

He was nearly suffocated; his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

His once impregnable defenses crumbled and collapsed under her gaze and her "like."

But at this moment, Bitao, who is usually proactive, simply kept her distance and looked at him without blinking.

Even though she longed to be in this secluded place, to pull open Mingguang's clothes and eat what she truly craved.

However, she did not step forward again, and even took a small step back under Wei Danxin's golden eyes, which were gradually filled with aggression.

As soon as she stepped back, Wei Danxin indeed gasped for breath.

He reached out and grabbed... Bitao's sleeve.

He dared not grab Bitao's wrist again, for fear of using too much force.

Bitao lowered her head, bit her lip, and watched as his jade-like fingers gripped her sleeve so tightly they turned white.

The veins on his arm gradually bulging showed just how excited he was.

But he really only grabbed Bitao's sleeve.

His breathing was rapid, his eyes were glazed, but he made no other excessive movements.

He was pure and upright in nature, and when he brought her here, he had a slight desire to be alone with her.

But apart from that, I really just wanted to apply medicine to Bitao.

Now, Bitao's two words and one pair of eyes have stirred up a torrent of emotions within me.

Yet, they always acted with emotion but remained within the bounds of propriety.

Bitao wanted to curse him in her heart: "Are you even a man?"

But she just happened to like Mingguang's forbearance—the kind of person who could cause a huge upheaval with the slightest touch, yet would never easily let the world collapse.

The two of them stood there for a while.

As dusk approached, the sun sank halfway down the ground, while the remaining half lingered on the horizon, seemingly watching who was insatiable.

Mingguang thought he had quietly regulated his breathing and swallowed twice.

She changed her standing posture, from facing each other to turning sideways to face Bitao.

He was glad that he was wearing a loose robe today, the fabric of which was stiff and could conceal his despicable lust.

But he kept clutching Bitao's sleeve.

I don't know how much time passed before he finally moved.

The ointment they had previously scooped out had all gotten onto Bitao's sleeve.

He found the medicine bottle again on the ground.

Blow away the grass clippings, then gently lift Bitao's wrist again and bend down to apply the medicine to her.

The warm light of the setting sun, unwilling to fade, was shattered by the overgrown weeds, scattering like fragments of gold across his cold, jade-like face and into his pupils.

He was so gentle at that moment that he was like a shimmering golden mirage.

He carefully applied the medicine to Bitao.

The movement was so gentle that Bitao only felt a tickle.

She was itchy all over, so itchy that her blood was boiling and her heart was filled with filth.

If we follow his pace, can the two of us make it through this second forty-year competition?

But she couldn't bear to break the enchanting atmosphere.

The hunter will have a few moments that are more exhilarating than a real climax.

The thrill of spotting prey.

The excitement of chasing prey.

The excitement of aiming at prey.

The surprise when the prey falls.

Now that her prey has fallen, she is enjoying the satisfaction of reaping her harvest.

As for how to prepare it, we can wait and see.

Let her savor the present moment and the satisfaction of things settling down.

Bitao let Wei Danxin's fingers wander over her wrist repeatedly.

They even allowed him to apply the ointment and not let go of it.

And he gave a seemingly normal, but actually very lame, reason.

"The person selling the ointment told me... he said this ointment needs to be massaged in for it to be absorbed..."

Bitao took a slight breath.

I really want to add: Didn't he tell you that this kind of ointment can be applied to other places besides the wrist?

Didn't I tell you that your fingers were covered in ointment? Besides massaging the wound, what else could you do?

But if such words were spoken, Wei Danxin would immediately be frightened away.

Therefore, Bitao simply bit her lip.

Chunliang asked, "How do I massage it?"

"Let me help you," Wei Danxin said with a composed expression. "It's inconvenient for you to massage with only one hand."

He spoke so righteously, but if his tone hadn't trembled, and if he hadn't been as fair as a peach blossom and his eyelashes as fluttering as butterfly wings, he might have been more believable.

Bitao felt Wei Danxin's hands gripping her wrists and slowly massaging them.

The sticky balm melted onto the skin of their hands and wrists, making every inch of their skin that touched feel exceptionally soft and tender.

The atmosphere was as if it had been poured with honey, and even the air seemed to freeze.

All that remained were their pounding heartbeats and each other's uneven breathing, which came with each other's massage.

Bitao was practically driven crazy by him.

Seeing that there was no progress, the Golden Crow reluctantly sank into the ground.

Wei Danxin rubbed all the cream off Bitao's hands before reluctantly releasing her wrist.

As the sky darkened, Bitao silently rolled her eyes.

She thought that was it.

It's getting dark, I need to go back and find a place to stay, and I also need to seriously study how to subdue the next painted-skin ghost.

But just as her wrist fell to her side and the two of them started to walk back...

Wei Danxin, who was originally walking in front, suddenly slowed down.

Bitao gently bumped into his back.

He squeezed out a questioning "Hmm?"

Wei Danxin didn't say anything, but she stopped in front and took a step back to walk alongside her.

Bitao was puzzled, but after taking a couple of steps, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and smile.

There's no need to press it anymore.

Wei Danxin didn't dare to look at her at all.

He gently tapped Bitao's hand, which was hanging down by her side, twice with the back of his hand.

Then he first extended one finger, just one.

He tentatively hooked his little finger around Bitao's.

Bitao did not dodge.

As he walked, he slowly added one strand to two, hooking them together and then gently and completely grasping Bitao's palm.

Clench your fist.

But then, as if remembering something, he relaxed slightly, not daring to exert too much force.

His palms were damp and hot as he held Bitao's hand, and in the gradually darkening sky, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.

The two people held hands and turned through the winding alley.

Their steps slowed down in unison, stretching out this intimate and sweet moment indefinitely.

But even the longest road has an end.

Just as they were about to turn out of the alley and saw the streetlights, they stopped, looked at each other, and smiled.

Reluctantly, they let go of each other's hands.

Bitao didn't care at all, but Mingguang was definitely not the type to enjoy being intimate with others in public, attracting attention and becoming the subject of gossip.

Back on the street, the vendors selling their wares are still there.

A string of lanterns hung on the street. If it weren't for the dilapidated buildings on both sides, the street was bustling with monks and the aroma of food, giving it a lively and prosperous atmosphere.

The two planned to return to the main hall to find their junior brothers and sisters, but before they could even cross the street, they heard people discussing: "Senior Brother Meteor said he would personally lead the team!"

"Senior Brother Meteor is at the Earthly Realm Extreme stage. If cultivators from all sects go together, the Demon King won't be so scary!"

"According to my information, what is said on the photo stone is not true."

"It is said that the evil spirit has grown so powerful that it can pull everyone in a city into a dream."

"But most of the sect cultivators have received his help in times of crisis over the years, and now they have all agreed to go with him."

"The cultivators from Thunder Sect and Seven Star Palace have also agreed."

As Bitao strained her ears to listen, someone ran towards the two of them: "Senior Brother! Third Senior Sister!"

"Where have you been?! Senior Brother Meteor is looking for you, he's been waiting for you for ages!"