Chapter 99 World Five (I)
At the end of the sky lies the Ninth Heaven, a place shrouded in a gossamer mist. Even the light, drifting air seems to come alive, shifting shapes at will. Clouds, like rolling waves on the sea, are enclosed by railings carved from white jade and ivory. Just stretch out your hand and you can touch the softest white clouds. This is the vast sea of clouds.
There are ever-blooming flowers hanging prettily on the treetops. There is a fruit tree with only six fresh fruits. Just one bite can increase your strength by over a hundred years.
All mortals yearn for the fairyland. If they see such a dreamlike scene, their desire to become immortal will become even more eager and unstoppable.
In Xiaohan Palace, a dozen ethereal maidens hurried along, their skirts as thin as cicada wings swaying ever so slightly. Today, they were busy preparing for the Empress's banquet. The glass jars of immortal wine had to be neatly arranged on the table. Spiritual fruits and celestial delicacies were presented one by one, each imbued with an immortal aura.
Therefore, it wouldn't be like mortal food, which would get cold if not carefully taken care of. The immortals slowly took their seats, and the little fairies finally had a moment's rest, nestling on the white jade railings, reaching out their hands, and kneading the warm and soft clouds.
"Prince Rong Zhao has arrived."
Hearing the words "Prince Rong Zhao", the little fairy who was playing with the white clouds trembled in her heart, and her palms lost their control, and the clouds that had been sticking to her palms docilely.
It suddenly changed color, becoming as black as ink, and its gentle temperament also suddenly changed, with light and electricity flashing cracklingly.
Soon, this cloud passed its emotions to other clouds in the vast sea of clouds. The originally snow-white sea of clouds turned into dark clouds with a gloomy atmosphere.
I think there might be an inexplicable heavy rain in the mortal world.
The little fairy knew that she had made a mistake, and hurriedly bowed her head to confess her crime.
She lowered her head and saw the black brocade boots. The footsteps were steady and powerful, which was extremely oppressive. It made people hold their breath and dared not relax for a moment.
The black brocade boots did not even stay in front of the fairy for a moment before gracefully leaving.
Even after Prince Rong Zhao left, the little fairy was still trembling in her heart. She slowly raised her head and vaguely saw Prince Rong Zhao's face.
Even though the immortal world is full of beauties, one has to admit that Prince Rong Zhao is the best among them and no one can compare with him.
Judging solely by his appearance, Crown Prince Rong Zhao possessed an exceptionally handsome face. His eyebrows were not bushy, but rather slender, like willow leaves. His deep, dark eyes shone faintly with a golden hue. Beneath them was a nose as steep as a mountain peak, and thin lips that were often pursed, rarely revealing a smile.
The cold aura of Prince Rong Zhao added an aloofness that kept people at a distance to his handsome face.
In the eyes of Crown Prince Rong Zhao, what was most often seen was indifference. He did not bother with the little fairy servants and the little fairy maids. It was not because he was easygoing by nature, but because he did not take them seriously.
All living beings are dust, so why should we worry about them?
This subtle arrogance, if it were on anyone else, would make people feel disgusted and intentionally distance themselves from the other person.
But this person is Prince Rong Zhao. As the undefeated god of war in the Ninth Heaven, he has the power to ignore everything.
The little fairy was relieved that she was not punished, but her nerves were tense, so she no longer had the mood to play around. She followed the other fairies to serve at the banquet.
The banquet was a complete success. Even the Queen of Heaven, who seldom drank the wine of immortals, drank a few more cups. Her face flushed and she was almost tipsy.
However, when the banquet was almost over, something unexpected happened. One of the fairies serving the wine suddenly lost her grip and nearly spilled the fairy wine onto Prince Rong Zhao's robe.
Prince Rong Zhao's face was calm, he just flipped his wide sleeves slightly, and the fairy wine poured out of the glass bottle was reversed, and the water flowed backwards onto the little fairy who had lost her grip.
Her eyes were slightly widened due to shock, and all the immortal wine was splashed on her face.
The original face, after being contaminated by such fairy items, immediately shattered and scattered, revealing the true face of the little fairy.
The black evil aura that she had intentionally concealed also immediately appeared.
At the banquet, an immortal king exclaimed in surprise, "He's actually from the demon world, lurking in the Nine Heavens. He must have some ulterior motive!"
Princess Chunru, whose identity was revealed, suddenly blushed because of anger.
She had gone to great lengths to avoid the various guards of the demon world, steal the Ice Soul Pearl, and hide the demonic aura on her body. She didn't even have a chance to enjoy the Nine Heavens before she was discovered. It was really infuriating.
Princess Chunru blamed her anger on Prince Rong Zhao who was standing opposite her.
After all, if he hadn't exposed it, I could have hidden it for many more hours.
Princess Chunru secretly used a little technique, which would not harm the body, but would only make the whole body itchy, which was enough to make the cold-faced man opposite her look ridiculous in front of everyone.
Princess Chunru's technique, however, was used, only to have it all come back upon her. Her cheeks flushed, and she turned, attempting to slip away. Crown Prince Rong Zhao's gaze was indifferent, and with a flick of his wide sleeves, he restrained Princess Chunru in place, his methods brutal and unsympathetic.
The immortals saw Princess Chunru lying on the ground in a miserable state.
Although I don’t know why this young lady sneaked to the Ninth Heaven.
What kind of identity does one have in the demon world to be able to obtain the Ice Soul Pearl to hide the demonic aura?
Judging from their appearance, they were probably still young, but this prince of heaven showed no mercy, and every move was an attitude towards the enemy.
Chunru's eyes bulged as she glared at Crown Prince Rong Zhao angrily. Seeing his arrogant, ant-looking gaze, her rage intensified. But before she could even utter a single word, she was silenced by several swift-footed fairies, unable to utter a single word.
The suspected foreign invasion was easily resolved by Prince Rong Zhao.
Although there were some minor disturbances at the banquet, they were like a pebble thrown into the vast ocean, and soon died down.
The little fairy who had been watching everything hurriedly left Xiaohan Palace after the banquet ended. Behind her, other fairies called out to her.
"Fuling, are you going to Liu Sheng Heyan again?"
The little fairy named Fuling nodded slightly, and heard the puzzled conversations of other fairies in her ears.
"I've been watching it for thousands of years, and Fuling still hasn't seen enough..."
"A pond of lotus flowers is nothing if you look at it too much."
Fuling did not waver in her original plan because of the doubts of other fairies. She secretly hid a glass bottle of fairy wine in her loose sleeves, which was sure to increase her fairy power.
Thinking of the delicate and fragile pink lotus in the lotus pond, Fuling subconsciously quickened her pace.
Liu Sheng He Yan, as its name suggests, is an arched corridor lined with slender, drooping willows. Amidst the rippling green waters, lotus flowers are planted. The lotus leaves are as verdant as a canopy, a lush emerald green. Upward, tall, straight branches, hollow inside and out, form graceful lotus flowers.
The soft petals gently close together, tightly protecting the trembling pistil inside.
In the pond, the lotus flowers are growing luxuriantly. At a glance, there are so many of them that you don’t know which one to look at.
Fuling was not distracted and walked straight to the corner of the corridor, where there was a small and delicate pink lotus.
Compared with other lotus flowers, its petals are not wide enough, its leaves are not lush enough, and even its branches are weak and fragile.
Such a useless lotus was unwelcome in the Nine Heavens, where strength reigned supreme. Yet, among the lotuses in the pond, Fuling only favored this one. Fuling still vividly remembered the past, when she accidentally knocked over the Immortal Monarch's lamp, instantly thwarting his 9981 days of cultivating the elixir.
Fuling was severely scolded by the Immortal Lord for this. Although she knew it was her fault, she was still in pain. With no one to talk to, she came to Liu Sheng Heyan, lay on the white jade railing, and sobbed softly.
The small lotus growing in a corner of the corridor gently tilts its branches and caresses Fuling's cheek with its soft petals.
The initial sadness was gradually soothed by this warmth and tenderness. From then on, Fuling often came to Liu Sheng He Yan. She had heard from other fairies that everything in the Nine Heavens was spiritual, that every blade of grass, every tree, every flower, every leaf, could transform into a human form and live in the Nine Heavens.
In this pond of lotus, many have transformed into human forms and serve as fairies in the Nine Heavens.
Fuling once secretly took a look at the fairy who had transformed from a lotus, but could not make out her true form at all.
Perhaps the fairy was trying to conceal it, but Fuling felt a little lost, and she spent more and more time at Liu Sheng Heyan's place.
She poured the dew from the fairy plant onto Xiao He.
Grind the elixir that increases immortal power into powder and sprinkle it around the small lotus.
However, the other lotuses in the pond gradually grew wildly and luxuriantly, and some even took human forms.
Only the one that Fuling took care of still looked thin and pitiful.
Fuling leaned over, leaning on the white jade carved railing, took out the glass bottle hidden in her wide sleeves, pulled out the cork, and the rich fragrance wafted everywhere, lingering around Fuling's nose.
This immortal wine makes people drunk before they even take a sip.
Fuling suppressed her greed and poured half of the fairy wine in the glass bottle onto Little Lotus.
Fuling held the remaining half cup of immortal wine, took a deep sniff, and muttered softly.
"Little Lotus, I'll give you half of the bottle, and the rest is mine."
The pink petals of the little lotus, as if because of the fairy wine, became even more delicate and charming, like the shy face of a beauty. Its straight branches swayed slightly, as if to express agreement.
Fuling drank half a bottle of fairy wine, and her whole body felt soft, as if she had stepped into a vast sea of clouds.
"The little white cloud has transformed into a little black cloud... Crown Prince Rong Zhao has apprehended someone with ill intentions... That woman isn't from the Ninth Heaven, but she's quite pretty. I heard from other immortals that she seems to be of a distinguished status... Little Lotus, when will you be able to transform?"
Fuling spoke incoherently, as if he had just remembered something and was about to say something.
Her light, gauze dress fell into the pool. Fuling's face was full of drunkenness, her eyes were hazy and she could hardly open them. Fortunately, there was no one here, so she closed her eyes and stopped trying to keep them open.
"I've thought it through, Little Lotus. If you can transform into a human form, you must have a name... What should it be?"
"How about calling it——the treasure fan?"
Fuling was talking to herself, her cheek nestled against the pink lotus petals, completely unaware that the lotus seemed to have a spirit, moving its petals and smoothing out the furrows in Fuling's brows.
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