Chapter 97 Chapter 97 There is really no such thing as a free lunch. ...
Qifengjian.
Biqing looked at the colorful clouds in front of her, which were as tall as mountains in the sky.
Colorful clouds floated in the sky, paving a road leading to the towering palace at the end.
The palace in the distance was different from the one she had seen in heaven. The palace in front of her was made entirely of clouds and looked extremely soft, as if she could cause the palace to collapse in an instant with just a little spiritual power.
Her gaze rested on the hole at the back of the palace. She vaguely saw several fairies busy repairing it with their spiritual power. Biqing's brows moved slightly.
This was the first time Xuan Yi had seen such a marvelous sight. Although he remained calm on the outside, he was filled with wonder in his heart.
Biqing looked at the clouds floating below her feet and reminded in a low voice, "This place is very close to the heaven."
She pointed to the hole at the end of the palace and said, "That's where I fell into the demon world."
Xuan Yi looked in the direction Biqing pointed and thought: The hole should be repaired from the time Biqing fell.
After such a long time and thousands of miles away, I can still see a hole as big as a bowl.
Xuan Yi found it hard to imagine how big the hole was in the beginning.
"Xuan Yi."
Biqing called out softly and stepped onto the floating clouds before her. There was a slight sinking sensation under her feet, like stepping on a ball of soft cotton.
Biqing was very curious. She lifted up the hem of her skirt and jumped twice on the spot.
The clouds rose and fell slightly as she jumped.
Biqing sighed softly, "It's even softer than the clouds I stepped on in heaven."
She looked at Xuan Yi and asked, "Do you want to try it?"
Xuan Yi shook his head. The moment his black brocade boots stepped onto the clouds, he felt a blockage in his meridians.
Xuan Yi frowned and tried to step towards the next cloud. It felt like a thousand-pound stone was weighing down his leg, making it extremely difficult to lift it.
Biqing, who was standing by, was holding up the hem of her skirt and jumping around, leaving footprints of varying depths on the clouds.
Noticing Xuan Yi staring at her, Bi Qing put aside her playful mood and said sheepishly, "Let's go quickly. The sooner we find Fairy Caiyun, the sooner we can borrow the artifact."
Xuan Yi looked down at his legs, then raised his eyes to look at Biqing. His pupils turned, and he wrapped himself with the spiritual power that Biqing had left on him.
The feeling of blocked meridians and the feeling of heavy objects falling on the legs disappeared instantly.
Xuan Yi's brows were almost twisted into a straight line.
This place is still some distance away from the heaven, but his demonic power has been suppressed by the Covenant of Peace.
Xuan Yi's face turned gloomy.
How much does the Heaven Realm fear the provocation and revenge from the Demon Realm?
Biqing couldn't guess what Xuanyi was thinking. Feeling that Xuanyi was in a bad mood, she took the initiative to put her arm around Xuanyi.
The moment she touched Xuan Yi, she felt her own spiritual power.
Biqing didn't ask any more questions. She took Xuanyi's arm and continued forward, stepping over one cloud after another, getting closer and closer to the palace in the distance.
She knew clearly that Xuan Yi would not use the 30% of spiritual power she had given her unless it was absolutely necessary.
Xuan Yi must have encountered something difficult, but there was no need to tell him about it.
If Xuan Yi didn't speak up, Bi Qing wouldn't bother asking, lest she offend Xuan Yi.
The two walked to the center of the clouds, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, entangled their clothes, and made their long black hair fly in the air for a long time.
Biqing casually cast a barrier to isolate herself and Xuan Yi from the hurricane.
There was a vast expanse of white before my eyes, and only the clouds beneath my feet still emitted their original light.
"It's incomprehensible." Biqing said quietly.
Xuan Yi patted the jade hand wrapped around his arm and said, "It's not inexplicable. Instead, it makes me feel that the immortals here are unworthy of being in charge of divine artifacts."
Biqing felt Xuanyi's words made perfect sense and echoed, "Indeed."
The bottom of the Wei River and the Ten Thousand Mountains, aren't the gods guarding these two places all inexplicable and mysterious?
Instead, he obtained the artifact from Cai Yu's mother, which was extremely smooth.
Biqing sighed silently in her heart.
There is no such thing as a free lunch.
There was a vast expanse of white in front of them, which looked similar to the fog when they first entered the Shiwan Mountains.
Biqing wanted to use her spiritual power to dispel the fog in front of her eyes, but she dismissed the idea as soon as it came to her mind.
This place is not far from the heaven, and excessive use of spiritual power will attract people from the heaven.
Biqing pursed her lips and stared angrily at the mist in front of her.
Xuan Yi twitched his nose and calmly led Biqing towards a place.
Without waiting for Biqing to ask why, he took the initiative to explain: "The fairies who repaired the hole are over here."
Biqing was surprised and asked, "You can smell it from such a distance?"
Xuan Yi said, "Their fragrance is really choking."
The scent emitted from those fairies is indeed fragrant, but everything has its limits. Anything excessive will backfire.
Those fairies were just like that. Their fragrance was so strong that it stung Xuan Yi's nose, no matter how many bottles of perfume they had applied.
Xuan Yi glanced at the cyan figure beside him.
Biqing still smells the best, a light bamboo fragrance that is not pungent and only makes him feel calm and at ease.
Biqing subconsciously raised her arm and sniffed her cuff: "Isn't it choking me too?"
She remembered clearly that the first time Xuan Yi saw her, he said she smelled good.
Xuan Yi said, "No, the fragrance is just right, I like it very much."
Biqing suddenly realized that Xuan Yi was really good at pushing his luck.
Especially after returning to the village last night.
Biqing glared at Xuanyi.
Xuan Yi pretended not to notice and continued walking forward with Biqing.
Xuan Yi had only taken two steps when Bi Qing grabbed him and said, "Xuan Yi, watch your step!"
Xuan Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the edge of the cloud under his feet.
He narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.
Biqing wanted to grab his arm and pull him back. However, the woman's strength was far inferior to the man's, and she didn't dare to use her spiritual power. Not only did she fail to hold Xuan Yi back, but she was actually dragged forward by Xuan Yi.
Biqing freed up one hand, ready to wait for the two to step off the clouds and save themselves in time.
I didn't feel my body falling as expected. My feet went soft and sank slightly.
She and Xuan Yi stepped firmly on the next cloud.
"Xuan Yi, how do you know there are clouds here?"
While Biqing marveled at Xuan Yi, she lowered her head and looked carefully at the transparent clouds beneath her feet.
Nothing can be seen through the transparent clouds. Biqing can only see the white fog blocking her view through the clouds.
Xuan Yi pointed at the ground below him.
A faint ray of light penetrated the white mist, then penetrated the transparent clouds, and disappeared at the bottom of the clouds.
Biqing praised: "Xuan Yi, you are amazing!"
Xuan Yi said calmly, "No, it just happened that my eyesight is better than yours."
Biqing was speechless. She pushed Xuanyi's arm lightly to express her anger and dissatisfaction.
Xuan Yi chuckled, tightened his grip on Bi Qing's hand, and led her forward.
After stepping over one cloud of different colors after another, the two finally left the fog and came to the road leading to the center of the palace.
Biqing put away the barrier, turned around, and looked in the direction of the mist that was about to dissipate behind him. He saw the mist dissipated with the wind, and only a palm-sized ball remained floating in the same place.
It's not fog, it's clearly a cloud.
The palm-sized cloud approached Biqing, circling around her, as if it was looking at her.
Finally, it stopped in front of the hydrangea tied around Biqing's waist.
Biqing covered the hydrangea and waved at the cloud: "I won't show it to you! You made it difficult for us just now!"
The cloud seemed to understand, and it moved a little distance away from Biqing and floated in front of her.
Biqing actually saw a sense of loss from the mountain covered with clouds.
Biqing's eyes turned, and she said to the cloud, "Take me to see Fairy Caiyun, and I'll look after the hydrangea for you. How about that?"
"After not seeing you for a thousand years, Miss Xiangyun has actually imitated Mr. Bixu and started joking with others."
The woman's voice was so light that it seemed like it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Even if Xuan Yi didn't know who Xiang Jun was, he could probably guess who he was just by looking at the four words "Bixu Langjun".
Biqing pursed her lips. This was the first time she heard her parents' names from someone else.
Except for her aunt, no one in the clan ever mentioned her parents, as if they were a taboo.
Wulin was a classmate of her parents, and she didn't hear these things from him.
Biqing vaguely sensed something strange.
The scene before her eyes darkened, and Biqing raised her head to meet a pair of dark eyes that were filled with surprise but also a hint of kindness.
Despite her surprise, Fairy Caiyun said softly, "You are not Xiangyun."
Fairy Caiyun raised her index finger, and lightly touched Biqing's forehead like a willow leaf brushing across the water. "She is Xiangyun's daughter."
She moved closer to Biqing and carefully examined the little girl in front of her: "Your face resembles Xiangyun, and your eyebrows resemble Bixu. Little girl, you are so beautiful."
Caiyun was about to grab Biqing's hand when she spoke, but she caught a glimpse of their tightly clasped fingers out of the corner of her eye.
She snorted coldly, half commanding, half threatening: "Let go of this little kid, and I will spare the life of you, this monster."
Biqing stood in front of Xuan Yi, putting some distance between them, and pleaded, "Fairy Caiyun, Xuan Yi is not a bad person. Please don't make things difficult for him."
Xuan Yi pulled Bi Qing behind him and stared at the colorful clouds floating before him with a sinister look.
Caiyun narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Biqing and Xuanyi again.
When the three of them were at a stalemate, Caiyun spoke up, "Follow me."
Biqing and Xuanyi looked at each other, and they quietly gathered a little spiritual power on themselves, just in case.
Caiyun didn't even turn her head and said lightly: "Spiritual power is precious, don't waste it easily." She waved her sleeves and floated towards the palace.
As Caiyun waved her sleeves, the cloud under Biqing and Xuanyi's feet slowly floated towards the palace with them.
Caiyun was sitting in the hall, with the palm-sized cloud surrounding her. She looked like she had suffered some great injustice.
Caiyun said, "Not letting you see the hydrangea is only natural. Why take it to heart?"
"Not to mention you, if Xiangyun and I weren't old friends, how could a mere immortal like me be able to see this divine weapon?"
Caiyun waved her hand to disperse the clouds in front of her eyes, then turned to look at Biqing and Xuanyi standing in the hall.
She didn't have a good face towards Xuan Yi, and she had nothing good to say.
Caiyun then fixed her gaze on Biqing, not even glancing at Xuanyi: "Little girl, what's your name?"
"My name is Biqing."
"What a nice name." Caiyun said with a smile, "It must have been given by Xiangyun. If it fell into the mouth of Bixu Langjun, it wouldn't be so elegant."
She asked, "How are your father and mother? They still owe me a cup of tea."
Biqing's eyes dimmed: "My parents died 1,700 years ago."
The hall suddenly became quiet, with only the varying depths of breathing of the three people remaining.
Caiyun stood up in disbelief and asked in a trembling voice: "Biqing, what did you say?! Xiangyun she...she..."
Bi Qing raised her eyes: "They died in the battle between immortals and demons."
"How is that possible?!"
Caiyun stepped forward and grabbed Biqing's shoulders. "Xiangjun and Bixu Langjun's spiritual power is on par with Chisong's! How could they die in a place like that?!"
Biqing was in no mood to discuss the hurtful past with Caiyun. She said, "Fairy Caiyun, please accept my condolences. I came here today to borrow your magical artifact."
"The war between immortals and demons killed my parents and caused foul energy to flood into the demon world, eroding its water sources."
Biqing said, "Fairy Caiyun, please lend me the artifact for the sake of my parents so I can save the countless lives in the demon world!"
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