Chapter 491 How Embarrassed I Am
Jin Congcong: "Hahahaha... Ouch... I told you you were just bluffing. I tell you, you idiot Xiao Huang, have you been having your brain drained these past few days? Are you hallucinating?"
"You're the only one who still feels something... ah... I still feel something, I can still feel the warmth all over my body, ah... hey? Do you think it's possible that you don't get turned into a demon god in the end, but I do?"
Bu Ruo looked at him and burst out laughing: "You? A demon god? Don't make fun of yourself with this trick! The reason you feel warm all over is because the residual soul of your good god is slowly recovering."
Jin Congcong was accidentally hit, but he didn't scream. He just stared at Bu Ruo: "Ruo'er, you...what did you say? The residual soul of that damn good god is being repaired? Does that mean I won't be so unlucky after everything is repaired?"
"Well, if the remaining soul of the good god was intact, it would indeed prevent you from suffering any more bad luck, but your stupidity will..."
Jin Congcong didn't care about anything else and directly dodged the whip and flew around Bu Ruo: "I was whipped for only five days and it took effect. How many more days do I need to be whipped before the remaining soul of the good god can be complete?"
"Hmm... let's draw for another three to five years, that'll be enough. After all, if you keep being so unlucky, it will affect your chances of finding your true love when you turn 30. Otherwise, I wouldn't draw for you too."
Jin Congcong: ???!!!
Originally, someone wanted to give up after hearing about three to five years, but after hearing that his true love would be affected, he gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement: "Okay, three to five years is three to five years. As long as I can get married, let alone three to five years, I can endure even ten to eight years."
"It's just... can we not smoke every day? Can we smoke every few days?"
"And you should save your beatings for that little yellow idiot Ruo'er. If you beat him from being an emperor to being a god... then I'll be the only one left to take the beating. How embarrassing it would be for me."
The Demon King looked at Jin Congcong's mean look and snorted, "Auntie, you can beat me as hard as you can in the next few days. Beat me to death. If I have to accompany him to be beaten for three to five years... I might as well die."
"And that idiot who volunteered to be beaten..."
Bu Ruo glanced at the man in red who was being beaten obediently and said, "You two can continue to be beaten. Jian Ji, come here. I will expel the evil spirit from your body."
Jian Ji was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief: "Now... now to expel it? Don't you need to prepare something?"
Bu Ruo rolled her eyes at him and said, "What are you preparing for? Do I have to pick a good day and time to exorcise the evil spirit?"
"Come here, sit cross-legged on that futon and get ready to begin."
The man in red walked over and sat down obediently, watching Bu Ruo conjure up a palm-sized flower from his fingertips and hang it above his head.
"What are you looking at? Close your eyes!"
"This flower will absorb the evil energy from your body. No matter what you feel in a while, don't resist. Just relax."
"Hmm...it'll probably take an hour. Starting today, at this hour every day, they'll be whipped, and you'll sit here to exorcise the evil spirits. It'll be all gone in about ten days."
The man in red nodded obediently, feeling extremely excited. He felt a warm light falling from above his head, warming his whole body. Among them, there was a small, overbearing ray of seven-colored light that rushed directly towards the tangled evil spirit in his sea of consciousness like a needle.
In the sea of consciousness, the light moved very slowly, even cautiously, but wherever it went, all the evil spirits disappeared.
Ten days... In ten days more, he would no longer be disturbed by these evil spirits. He would finally not have to worry about being stimulated and losing his mind again. He could finally become a normal person.
But on the ninth day, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, yellow sand filled the sky, and faint thunder could be heard in the distance.
This commotion not only alarmed the people in Yunlu Palace, but also made everyone in the entire plane stop what they were doing and look up at the sky.
Xiao Yulan and Bu Ruo opened their eyes at the same time, stood up and flew into the air. Xiao Jin was now at a critical moment and could not move or be disturbed. A certain emperor rushed to Xiao Yulan's original position to continue protecting Xiao Jin, and the man in red immediately hugged the little girl in his arms.
Jin Congcong: ???!!!
What about me? Is there no one to take care of me?
"As expected, you are not dead. This Heavenly Venerable underestimated you and allowed you to escape to the human world. Your divine nature is still outside the Three Realms. No wonder this Heavenly Venerable has been unable to find you for many years."
Bu Ruo, dressed in red, stood in mid-air, laughing, her voice full of sarcasm: "What? Are you no longer pretending to be a Heavenly Venerable? Back then, you deceived me, the Holy Spirit, into believing I had a kind and loving heart, so you instigated these idiots to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation prematurely, forcing me to intervene and quell it."
"Isn't your goal to wait for this Holy Spirit to die so that you can collect the Holy Spirit's essence and help you overcome the heavenly punishment you suffered during your tribulation and become a god?"
"Many years have passed. You don't still think I'm the same Holy Spirit, do you? I'm not afraid to tell you, I died once and have figured it out. The Immortal Realm is the leader of the Three Realms, but if it's filled with people like you, then this Immortal Realm... has no reason to exist."
At this moment, someone who saw this suddenly cried out in fear, "Heaven...Tianzun, please look over there! That child has a strong divine aura. He looks like...like...a god."
"And... there's that little girl in the arms. Isn't that a replica of the Holy Spirit when he was little? Although her aura is a little weaker, it's not hard to tell she's not from the pond."
The old men in the Immortal Realm looked where the man pointed, and immediately began to talk at once: "This...this can't be the child of the Holy Spirit and the Demon King."
"What a sin! How can a Holy Spirit have a child? The Holy Spirit is supposed to protect the Three Realms. How could she fall in love with the Demon King and have a child for her own selfish reasons? We should have killed the Demon King as well."
Xiao Yulan scoffed, "Didn't you guys chase me back then? You used every possible means to severely injure me and kill me. If it weren't for my good fortune, I wouldn't be alive today."
"I remember everything you did to Ruo'er. Even if you didn't come today, I would still come to you one day to avenge Ruo'er."
"The Holy Spirit is just herself, not someone you can sacrifice for your selfish desires!"
An old man whose status in the Immortal Realm was second only to Tianzun narrowed his eyes and said, "Tianzun, those two children are the children of the Holy Spirit and the Demon King. One is a god, the other is a demon. Who knows what they might give birth to and bring disaster to the world in the future. They can't be kept."
Tianzun narrowed his eyes and looked at the two children. As expected... two born gods, they must not be kept alive. He had already formed a mortal feud with them. If the roots were not removed, it would always be a disaster.
"All immortal soldiers, listen to my orders..."
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