Chapter 107 World Five (Nine)
The cloud was right in front of her. Fuling stretched out her hand and rubbed the obedient snow-white cloud. Without waiting for the cloud to react, she withdrew her hand and took the treasure fan back to Lingbo Palace.
Baoshan loosened his palm and released the soft and slippery cloud back into the vast sea of clouds. He followed Fuling closely, just like Fuling's little follower.
The forward steps suddenly stopped. Fuling turned around, looked in the direction of Xiaohan Palace, and said softly, "I heard that His Highness is going to the mortal world to gain experience. I wonder what kind of identity he will transform into."
Hearing this, Bao Shan froze in her tracks. She raised her eyes, her clear eyes filled with confusion, and said softly, "Master, are you going to the mortal world?"
Fuling nodded gently. She knew from the fairies in Xiaohan Palace that Prince Rong Zhao was seeking to renounce all love and affection, and so he was going to the mortal world to experience life. Fuling was puzzled, having heard many immortals say that the mortal world was a sea of suffering, and that all living beings were filled with sorrow.
If a person from the heavenly realm goes to the mortal world for training, all the immortal techniques and memories around him will be blocked, just like the reincarnated soul in the ghost realm. He drinks the Meng Po soup that makes him forget his past and starts all over again.
Prince Rong Zhao is of noble status, so why should he step into the mortal world to experience love and affection and endure all kinds of hardships?
By then, I won't be able to use my magic power to easily resolve the problem, and I can only endure the hardships and pain with my mortal body.
Fuling didn't understand. So what if she had feelings? Being balanced by the laws of nature was a natural law, so why resist? She turned and whispered to Baoshan, "When encountering the laws of nature, just let it flow. Your power is weak, so don't be like Your Highness and stubbornly defy them. If you encounter any difficulties, just come to me. I can't solve every problem, but two powers are better than one."
Fuling's magic is not considered top-notch in the heavenly realm, but the treasure fan grew up under her wings.
If Baoshan is in trouble, Fuling will definitely find a way.
Looking at Baoshan's gentle features and slender figure, Fuling's heart softened even more.
——Bao Shan was born so weak, but his temperament was extremely gentle and he was extremely lovable.
Demon world.
When Princess Chunru learned that Prince Rong Zhao had already gone to the mortal world, she immediately became restless.
The demon servant beside Princess Chunru also took the opportunity to offer a good plan.
“If we can be together for generations, even the ice and snow that never melt will melt into water.”
Princess Chunru's expression shifted slightly, and she sighed softly, "But now that I've entered the mortal realm, without my memories or magical powers, how can I tell who is Crown Prince Rong Zhao?"
Seeing this, the demon servant understood that Princess Chunru had already made up her mind. He was the most favored demon servant beside Princess Chunru. If Princess Chunru got her wish, she could finally marry Crown Prince Rongzhao.
In the future, his status will rise and he will become an existence that cannot be underestimated by people in the three realms.
Looking at Princess Chunru's appearance, the demon servant became more and more convinced that this beautiful and charming girl was willing to accompany him to experience the hardships of the mortal world, which was really exciting.
After the training in the mortal world is over, Prince Rong Zhao will definitely become Princess Chunru's prey.
When the time comes for their destined marriage, he will be the first to contribute, and no one can match him.
The demon servant was confident and said in a determined voice, "Princess, rest assured. Once you enter the mortal world, I will have a plan to help you identify Crown Prince Rong Zhao. As for your identity—you are so precious, you will not tolerate any grievances. In each life, I will choose the most noble identity for you."
Princess Chunru was completely moved, but she didn't want to maintain a noble status for the rest of her life.
Even her identity had to be so carefully considered, which made Princess Chunru feel depressed. It was as if she was manipulating a chess game. Only by playing every move according to her own ideas could she win the favor of Crown Prince Rong Zhao.
Princess Chunru opened her mouth and said, "Just obey God's will."
The demon servant agreed verbally, but in his heart he was secretly planning how to make Princess Chunru's identity in the mortal world best able to come into contact with Prince Rong Zhao.
Because Baoshan was on good terms with the fairies in Xiaohan Palace, it didn't take him much effort to find Prince Rong Zhao's inner chamber.
This place is spacious and bright, and the placement of tables and chairs has its own rules.
Baoshan took light steps, and her ankle-length cloud-mist gauze skirt swayed with it.
She tentatively extended her hand and discovered that Prince Rong Zhao's inner chambers were unprotected by magical barriers. This was truly strange. Other immortals, if absent from their chambers for extended periods, would often employ magical powers to cast barriers enveloping the inner chambers.
It seems that Prince Rong Zhao is extremely confident in the inner chamber, in other words, he is extremely unconcerned.
That's why he would not go down to the mortal world without putting up a barrier.
On the brown table, there is an indigo porcelain bowl with wavy patterns floating on the edge of the bowl.
Baoshan stopped in front of the indigo porcelain bowl, lifted her skirt slightly, and leaned over to take a closer look.
The waves are clear and a lotus is nestled on the water.
Seeing her true form, Baoshan's eyes moved slightly, and she stretched out her soft hand to touch the petals of the lotus.
White light flashed everywhere, and the intense pain made Baoshan's face pale, and he withdrew his hand into his arms.
He actually set up an extremely heavy barrier of magical power around the lotus.
Baoshan did not continue to touch the lotus in the porcelain bowl. Through the rippling water barrier, Baoshan saw that the lotus in the porcelain bowl was growing very well, with upright branches and a few drops of crystal dew hanging on the petals.
Bao Shan thought to herself: No wonder she felt so comfortable these days. She hadn't practiced at all, yet her toes felt light and her body graceful. It turned out to be because her original form was well taken care of.
The light was dim at the bottom of the table. If Bao Shan had not been careful, she would not have noticed that there was a book made of fine silk underneath the table.
——"The Way of the Lotus".
Looking at the four big characters on the surface of the book, Baoshan's eyes were clear, like the cool spring water, shimmering and charming.
Prince Rong Zhao must be somewhat concerned about Xiao Lianhua.
Otherwise, given Prince Rong Zhao's aloof attitude, he would never condescend to read such miscellaneous books and learn how to take care of lotus flowers.
But Baoshan did not feel at ease because of this, and gave up the idea of following Prince Rong Zhao to the mortal world.
Prince Rong Zhao treated Little Lotus more like a whim, caring for her like a beloved pet. However, life is too long, and people's hearts are fickle. Even if Prince Rong Zhao cuts off all feelings and love, the memories of several lifetimes will inevitably leave a mark in his heart.
The treasured fan needs to leave a mark in Prince Rong Zhao's heart.
The magic power of the treasure fan is low, and even if it goes to the mortal world, it will know nothing and become a mortal with no memory of immortal magic.
She is different from Prince Rong Zhao, who has a firm character.
Even if he loses his memory of being an immortal, he can still withstand difficulties and obstacles.
But Baoshan couldn't do that. She was weak and if she came to the mortal world, she would probably be bullied.
Baoshan wanted to go down to the mortal world for himself and leave the support of heaven.
Baoshan would never dare to dream of using immortal magic at will or retaining the memory of heaven.
Even if there was a way to keep these two, Baoshan would be reluctant.
Once Prince Rong Zhao regains his memory, he will notice the strangeness of the mortal world.
If Baoshan didn't achieve his goal by then, he might even become estranged from Crown Prince Rong Zhao. Baoshan lowered his eyes and thought carefully, a plan coming to his mind.
Next to the marriage tree, Immortal Yueyuan had just stood still and opened his mouth to call out his rattan chair when he heard a rustling sound coming from the dense leaves.
Immortal Lord Yueyuan looked up and saw a bright white figure gracefully descending. He subconsciously stretched out his arms and embraced the delicate and soft body in his arms.
He lowered his eyes to take a closer look and found that the little fairy in his arms had clear eyes and rosy cheeks. There were a few red ribbons hanging between her slightly messy hair, perhaps they were pulled off the marriage tree.
Bao Shan said timidly, "My Lord..."
Immortal Yueyuan seemed to be smiling, his eyes fixed on the red silk between her hair, and asked, "Are you here to pick the red silk from the marriage tree? These things are external and useless..."
He opened his lips slightly, speaking meaningfully: "Treasure Fan Fairy?"
Seeing that Immortal Yueyuan was holding her in his arms and had no intention of letting go.
Baoshan was in a panic, her legs shaking slightly. As soon as Yueyuan Xianjun let go, she left his arms without any reluctance.
The red silk fluttered slightly, as if it had originally been a precious fan to decorate the raven-like hair.
Bao Shan's voice was soft and thin, as if she had never done such a thing before. Before Yueyuan Xianjun could even ask, she frantically explained, "I just... took the wrong road for a moment."
This was the first time that the Fairy Yueyuan had seen such a clumsy-tongued fairy who couldn't even tell a lie.
Immortal Yueyuan did not speak, but his eyes, as clear as water, silently looked at Baoshan, and Baoshan's panic and confusion were reflected in his eyes.
Baoshan finally told the truth, she just wanted to go down to the mortal world.
Immortal Yueyuan raised his voice and asked, "Why?"
Bao Shan clenched the handkerchief in her hand and whispered, "My immortal power is weak. The book says that the experience of the mortal world can make one's mind firm, which is beneficial to the practice of immortal power, and..."
Bao Shan's eyes were shrouded in misty light, and her voice trembled: "I miss my master. He went to the mortal world alone and was bullied by others..."
After a moment's reflection, Yueyuan realized that the "master" Baoshan was referring to was Prince Rong Zhao, who had recently descended to the mortal realm. He carefully examined the worried little fairy before him and thought to himself: No matter who was being bullied, it wouldn't be Prince Rong Zhao.
However, this little fairy had just transformed, so even if he tried to comfort her, she wouldn't believe him. Yueyuan Xianjun asked, "After you came down to the mortal world, you were bullied. What should you do?"
Baoshan's eyes were wide open, like a round piece of jade, and his ignorant look made him look like an elk in the forest. His expression was dazed, but one couldn't describe him as "stupid", only pitiful and cute.
The warmth coming from his chest made Yueyuan Xianjun slightly frightened. He calmed his mind and looked at Baoshan's ignorant appearance. It seemed that she had never thought about how to deal with her if she was bullied because she was so weak.
Immortal Lord Yueyuan pulled down a colorful silk thread from the door around his waist. At the end of the thread hung a jet-black soul-attracting butterfly. This soul-attracting butterfly had been refined by Immortal Lord Yueyuan and no longer had the ability to hurt people.
"Reach out your hand."
Baoshan obediently stretched out her hand, her snow-white and soft, slender jade fingers placed in front of the Immortal Lord Yueyuan.
Her defenseless posture made Yueyuan Immortal Lord sigh in his heart, and he wrapped the colorful silk thread in his hand around the wrist bone that could be grasped in one palm.
A warm touch came from his fingertips, and Yueyuan Xianjun almost indulged in the soft warmth in front of him. He was determined and withdrew his palm.
"This is a gift for you. Let's take it with us to the mortal world."
Baoshan said the same thing when he said goodbye to Fuling.
Although Fuling was reluctant, she finally agreed when she saw the colorful silk thread on Baoshan's wrist.
When Fuling delivered the treasure fan to the mortal world, the Immortal Lord Yueyuan was also there, standing tall and straight.
When his consciousness was becoming drowsy, he heard Fuling's gentle instructions in his ears, and Baoshan saw a black butterfly hovering around him.
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