Chapter 131 Three People, One Show
The next day, as the morning light streamed through the gnarled camellias growing at the base of the wall, Huali walked out of the house with a smile.
When good things happen, one's spirits soar. After successfully activating the fire-element card, she felt that today was exceptionally wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!
Moreover, to match the selection of independent cultivators, she specially tied her long hair into a high ponytail and wore a neatly tailored red outfit. The ends of her hair swept past her crimson earlobes, and her almond-shaped eyes shone brightly in the morning sun.
Today, Hua Aotian is determined to take back everything that belongs to her!
Tang Wanwan was talking to Mo Ziyan when she turned around and saw a blindingly bright red. She frowned and said, "You have the nerve to call someone a rooster." She grabbed Ao Bai and tugged at the little red cloth bag on its chin, saying disdainfully, "I think you are the one."
As a true Chinese person, Huali firmly believes that the color red brings good luck.
If you believe in metaphysics, then it exists; her bright red outfit was a sign of her respect for the competition.
Tang Wanwan rolled her eyes upon hearing this, then looked at Zhao Heng and Xiao Ta, "And what about you two?"
Little Tower put her hands on her hips and puffed out her little belly in her red short jacket. "Of course, we're also helping Huali collect good luck."
Zhao Heng, who was also wearing a red long gown, nodded.
Karin's eyes welled up with tears. Look! These are her friends!!
Mo Ziyan smiled and shook his head. "Everyone's here, let's go. This trial will be held with twelve water mirrors suspended in the central square, used to broadcast the battles in different areas within the formation in real time. We'll all be there."
"Live stream?" Huali was a little surprised. But then she thought that even Xianbo had one, so a live stream was normal.
Let it air; treat it like a reality show.
Mo Ziyan thought Hua Li would be nervous, so he quickly comforted her, "The competition among rogue cultivators is rarely watched by disciples of the major immortal sects, so there won't be many spectators."
As Huali nodded, she pushed open the door, her eyes suddenly lighting up!
Who else could be standing at the bottom of the stone steps but Lian Zhuo!
The Buddhist monk's moon-white robe cascaded down like clouds and smoke. He turned his head upon hearing footsteps. His previously indifferent pupils brightened the moment he saw Huali, and a smile spread across his face like ripples on the water of an ancient temple well caused by a butterfly.
"Lian Zhuo!" Hua Li smiled broadly as well, "You're here too!"
Her sharp eyes caught sight of the bluish-green dampness on the hem of the Buddhist monk's robe, and she asked in confusion, "How long have you been waiting? Why aren't you going in?"
"Amitabha."
"This is a private residence, and it is inconvenient for this humble monk to enter. I will simply wait here for Huali."
"Wow—such a beautiful love story!" Tang Wanwan, who had already accepted reality, was both heartbroken and happy as she shipped the couple.
With a warm smile on her face, she suddenly noticed that the opposing representative, Xiao Ta, was about to speak!
Tang Wanwan: "!!!" A sensible fan knows how to create benefits for her idol. Seeing this, she immediately grabbed the person and told Mo Ziyan to take Zhao Heng and retreat.
Unexpectedly, even Lian Zhuo came all the way to cheer her on for a selection of independent cultivators. Hua Li immediately skipped down the steps, "I'm here today..."
Before she could finish speaking, her wrist was suddenly gripped by an icy hand. As the Cursed Heart Butterfly took flight, Karin couldn't help but lean back, instantly falling into an embrace filled with the scent of cedarwood.
Luo Chuan's voice, tinged with amusement, rang out, "I just arrived and saw Little Flower Pear running towards outsiders. My heart is breaking. Little Flower Pear, listen to this?" He pressed the girl's fluffy head against his chest, lifted his eyelids, and casually glanced at Lian Zhuo.
The smile in Lian Zhuo's eyes vanished like mist the moment the Demon King appeared.
"Luochuan?"
Huali had barely struggled to lift her head from the Demon King's embrace when the Buddha's light shot mercilessly toward Luochuan.
Taking advantage of the instant Luo Chuan waved his hand, Lian Zhuo arrived in a flash and pulled Hua Li behind him, saying, "Amitabha, there is a difference between men and women, Demon King, please be respectful."
Sensing the change in the other party's attitude, Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had originally thought that the previous incident regarding his identity would cause a misunderstanding between Tan Chen and Hua Li, which would make it easier for him to handle matters in the Demon Clan's Sunset City. But now it seems that there was a little incident he was unaware of.
A dark glint flashed in the Demon King's heterochromatic eyes. As his thoughts raced, the fluffy, snow-white eighth tail suddenly appeared behind him.
The eight-tailed beast expertly wrapped its arms around Karin's other wrist. "Little Karin, you're so heartless. Didn't you say you liked me the most? How come you're entangled with this monk again in the blink of an eye?"
Lian Zhuo's eyes grew colder. "If the Demon King speaks ill of me again, don't blame this humble monk for shattering your Demon King bones with my Vajra Pestle."
The two were about to start fighting again when they disagreed. Just as Huali was about to act as a peacemaker, a clear, youthful voice spoke first.
"What are two ancient monsters, hundreds of years old, doing having a tug-of-war in front of someone else's house so early in the morning?!"
Shen Yu sat on the wall, the silver buttons in her hair reflecting the sparse light of the morning sun. "The loose cultivator competition is about to begin. You'd better just dawdle here and see how this brat cries in the end."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a winged celestial horse appeared behind him. Shen Yu leaped into the air, nimbly landing on the horse's back. The horse's wings whipped up a fierce wind, tearing through the clouds and flying straight towards the Seven Luminaries Star Array.
A dark glint flashed in Luo Chuan's heterochromatic eyes beneath his mask, which he subtly suppressed. The Demon King curled his lips into a smile and slowly tickled Hua Li's palm with the tip of his tail. "It's getting late, little Hua Li, let's go."
Huali nodded, gently grasping the fluffy fox tail with her other hand while pulling on the Buddha's robe, "Lianzhuo, come along too."
Luo Chuan's smile, which had not yet fully unfolded, froze, and the coldness in the Buddha's eyes deepened.
Ao Bai silently gave a thumbs up as he watched his host dancing wildly in the battlefield.
"What are you all standing there for? Let's go!" Oblivious to the turbulent undercurrents, Karin grabbed the two people and rushed out.
"Little Pear Blossom, you can't have one on each side," Luo Chuan tempted. "Buddhist masters can spout grand principles, but they're not as sensible and understanding as I am. How about I carry you across?"
"All phenomena are empty of inherent existence, neither arising nor ceasing." Lian Zhuo's voice was colder than a mountain spring. "Huali, attachment to appearances easily breeds inner demons."
"Hey you two!" Karin couldn't take it anymore and let go of them, jumping backwards in three steps at a time. "Is this the time to talk about this?!"
Just then, the rising sun leaped out of the sea of clouds. The girl opened her arms, her crimson ear feathers fluttering in the wind, and her red skirt was filled with golden breeze.
Karin An's eyes shone with a light brighter than the morning sun. "We have only one goal, and that is!"
Ao Bai: "The stars and the sea!!"
Huali: "Win!!!"
The girl's clear yet firm voice was like a wind chime that had been steeped in mountain spring water. Both the Buddhist disciple and the Demon King were taken aback.
In an instant, Lian Zhuo lowered his eyelashes, and when he raised them again, he had regained his usual gentle and cool demeanor. "Entering the formation requires calming the mind." He lightly touched Hua Li's brow with the Buddhist light in his hand. "There are three tribulations in the formation. You must guard your spiritual platform."
Huali's mind cleared instantly, and she smiled with her almond-shaped eyes, "Don't worry."
On the other side, Luo Chuan looked at the little girl's bright and unrestrained smile, and the fingertips that were loosely resting on his arm suddenly tightened.
He knew the little girl was a flower growing in a crevice of a cliff, and he knew her roots would eventually break through the rock. But now, he couldn't bear to see her suffer even the slightest hardship, or suffer even the smallest injury…
This is really...
"Little Pear Blossom, just focus on protecting yourself. Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you..."
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