Chapter 1: Several prominent celestial beings were caught red-handed swimming naked in a group. ...
The Celestial Realm, Taiqing Realm, Juntian, Dushuo Mountain.
The rosy clouds stretched for miles, merging the boundless sky and sea into one, their golden light flowing out as if a celestial palace were about to collapse—a breathtaking sight.
At the beach, at sunset, several celestial celebrities gathered for a nude swim.
Shedding his fairy robes to become a white streak in the waves and return to nature, no one expected that there would be an audience.
The peach blossoms were disguised as peach blossoms among the branches of a large peach tree and were "caught red-handed".
"I knew you were shameless, but I never knew you were so utterly shameless!"
The boy's clear voice carried a hint of shock, mixed with shame and indignation. The shame and indignation stemmed from the fact that he had just been seen naked while walking his bird in the sea, and he finally lost his temper and became hysterical.
The roar echoed throughout the entire coastline.
As the saying goes, when the emperor is angry, millions will die.
When an immortal is enraged, the world is naturally turned upside down.
Amidst the roar, silvery-white celestial energy surged forth from the young man's body as he collapsed, stirring the entire mountain and the surrounding coastline as if a raging storm had swept through.
The sea dragons, which were playing in the sea, were frightened by the roar and fled to the bottom of the water.
The birds that usually love to nest and roost on these islands in the sea are all silent as if they have been given a mute drug. The cranes bury their heads in the sand as soon as they land, and they are almost as small as quails.
The sea was churned up into towering waves, sweeping all the fish that were still unaware of their surroundings and had not yet managed to escape onto the shore.
"How dare you peep on us while we're taking a bath!"
This sound clearly showed how devastated the boy was; even the last syllable of his voice was broken.
"You dare to look up! You are utterly...shameless!"
The little fairy who was accusing Bitao was about to poke her forehead with his finger, and his spiritual power made her head tilt backward.
Bitao showed no sign of panic at being caught red-handed.
He had to suppress the smile on his lips several times before he could barely hold it back.
If someone were to burst out laughing on the spot... the little immortal who had "lost his virginity" out of embarrassment and anger would probably cry.
Then she would definitely be "punished even more severely".
In reality, this little immortal lord may look "small," but his status in the celestial realm is by no means "small."
He was not a "famous figure" in the celestial realm like Bitao herself.
Bitao is a notorious madman in the entire celestial realm.
She became famous because, as a lowly, insignificant fairy, she coveted... no, pursued the youngest son of the Celestial Emperor, Mingguang Tianxian.
This little immortal lord, who was nearly driven mad by being seen naked, is actually a true immortal.
He is the descendant of the renowned Thunder God, the chief disciple of the Thunder Ancestor of the Thunder Department—the True Immortal of Ice Wheel.
—One of the "preparatory attendants" of Mingguang Tianxian.
He was also Mingguang Tianxian's chief spokesperson and lackey.
Thinking of Mingguang Tianxian, Bitao couldn't help but look at the figure that had suddenly appeared in the middle of the group of people standing opposite her...
Binglun Zhenxian, who was racking her brains to find a way to curse Bitao, saw her rosy complexion and sparkling eyes. In this situation, she still dared to try to peek at Mingguang, who was being blocked by them, with a smug look on her face. This made her even more furious.
A surge of violent immortal power erupted from her body, instantly forcing Bitao to kneel on the ground.
Bitao did not resist, after all, with her pitifully weak immortal power, she could not resist, so she obediently knelt on one knee.
Amidst the celestial spirits raging around her like a storm, she briefly opened her mouth as if to explain something.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was met with a mouthful of scorching silver spirits erupting from the Ice Wheel Immortal.
She and the fish out of the water suffered an undeserved calamity, sharing the same fate. Their lips opened and closed in vain, but they could not utter a single word of grievance.
Bitao had no choice but to shut up.
Binglun is a fire spirit, and the highest level of a fire spirit is the silver fire spirit. He definitely hasn't reached the silver fire spirit level yet, so I don't know what kind of magic artifact he's using to disguise himself.
Bitao put her hands behind her back, quickly formed hand seals, and gently spread her low-level and harmless wood-type fairy spirit across the entire coastline.
They silently pushed the dehydrated fish back into the sea.
The pale green fairy spirit enveloped the dying little lives, saving the lives of these innocent bystanders.
Meanwhile, in front of Bitao, True Immortal Binglun was oblivious to her subtle actions, unable to extricate himself from his anger at being seen naked.
"You're simply... shameless enough to ask questions! You've redeemed yourself!"
"You, you, you..."
Are you out of words?
"You! Shame...shame..."
Looks like I'm really at a loss for words.
What a thoroughly enjoyable, nonsensical, and utterly shameful rant!
However, it also shows that the rumors circulating in the celestial realm recently are true. It seems that the gods and the underworld are really going to hold a selection for the immortal positions.
This Ice Wheel Immortal probably made a lot of preparations for going to the lower realm for training and competition, and learned a lot about the culture of the lower realm.
For example, misusing idioms.
After a while, the riotous fairy spirits finally calmed down a bit because they ran out of words.
Bitao raised her head...
Binglun Zhenxian's handsome face was as red as the setting sun.
But his expression at this moment, with his hands flailing wildly in the air as if he wanted to shove the peach into the ground, clearly showed four words: furious.
He was the first to discover that someone was spying on him, and it was he who "broke" the peach from the many branches of the towering peach tree.
In his haste, he only put on his immortal robe, and before it could dry, he began to spout a string of witty remarks containing the word "shame."
Furthermore, because his innate element is thunder and his immortal spirit is beautiful silver, his immortal robe is also a matching silver-white with thunder patterns.
Furthermore, because celestial robes are designed to be flowing and ethereal, they are very thin, and become a disaster when wet...
From Bitao's perspective—forced to kneel "from the bottom up"—it's truly...
"Ice Wheel Immortal, you should dry your clothes before you speak."
Bitao glanced at it briefly at first, then looked away as if it were improper to look at it, kindly reminding her, but inwardly clicking her tongue in disapproval.
No, among these people, in terms of size and physique, it has to be Mingguang Tianxian.
Immortal Binglun looked down following Bitao's gaze, her expression blank for a moment.
That handsome face, which had always been revered by the celestial maidens as the most handsome man in the Thunder Department, appeared as if struck by lightning, with cracks appearing on it.
His expression immediately followed, even more fascinating than the idiom he uttered; his face was flushed and radiant, quite a sight to behold.
Bitao couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Pfft..."
A man standing nearby, who had been leisurely watching the spectacle, was dressed in a fairy robe, but the style of the robe was that of a celestial lord with his robes wide open. He caught Bitao's mischievousness and couldn't help but laugh.
"You little fairy are quite interesting..."
He paused, raised his hand to tuck a strand of damp hair from his shoulder, and tossed it back with unparalleled style.
The collar of his robe was so deep from his movements that it almost opened up to his pubic bone.
He narrowed his upturned willow-leaf eyes, then glanced at the fish that had been pushed back into the sea behind Bitao, his interest piqued.
Without any restraint, he bent down, displaying his well-defined physique to Bitao, and smiled like a butterfly fluttering its wings.
—What a beautiful butterfly!
He leaned closer to Bitao as if to whisper, "So you've been harassing Mingguang... um, the hundred-year-old Bitao Fairy?"
"Mingguang is old-fashioned and boring. What do you think of me?"
As he spoke, he winked at Bitao, displaying an air of carefree elegance.
"Why don't you stop pursuing Mingguang and come pursue me instead? I live in the Golden Toad Palace, I'm easy to get..."
Bitao glanced at him, focusing on his half-open chest—thinking to herself, that won't do, you don't have the size of Mingguang Tianxian's chest, and your legs aren't as long as his either.
Besides, things that are too easy to win over don't taste as good.
However, Bitao also knew them, after all, they were all regulars around Mingguang Tianxian, and would be his subordinates who would guard and serve him in ruling the heavens in the future.
Bitao liked Mingguang Tianxian, and naturally knew everything about the people around him.
Ice Wheel Immortal belongs to the Thunder Department.
This celestial lord, as beautiful as a butterfly, is named Guanghan and is a descendant of the Southern Dipper Star Lord of the Dipper Department.
Because these descendants of the ancient celestial immortals have not yet been formally appointed, they are temporarily addressed by their names and celestial ranks. His celestial rank is the divine immortal rank, so he is revered as the Guanghan Immortal.
"Guanghan, stop flirting with everyone! She's a 'rice cake' you can't shake off once you're hooked on her! She's incredibly audacious, lustful, and possesses an irresistible charm!"
"Be careful, she might really become clingy to you!"
Binglun Zhenxian, who had quickly dried all the clothes, came over. His long hair, still damp with moisture, flew off his head, and with his fierce gaze and aggressive aura, he looked just like a hawk flapping its feathers in the wind.
He opened his mouth with a vicious snarl: "It's one thing for you to just follow Mingguang in the past, but now you actually dare to imitate the cowherd in those mortal tales to watch people bathe. Is your next step to steal their clothes and force them to marry you and have children?!"
"How many children do you want Mingguang to have for you?!"
Bitao: ...This true immortal, have you mixed up your cultural knowledge?
The Moon Goddess gently rubbed her forehead, turned her head to glance at her companions, whose expressions were all indescribable, and reached out to pull the Ice Wheel Immortal.
But the True Immortal Binglun was like an eagle released from its cage, impossible to restrain.
"Hmph, let me tell you, a man as daring as the Cowherd, who dares to covet a celestial being's beauty and talent, will only meet a fate of being struck by lightning and having his soul scattered in my Heavenly Capital!"
Bitao bit her cheek with suppressed rage.
The Moon Goddess silently rubbed the back of her neck and advised, "Binglun, you should say less..."
Ice Wheel Immortal, however, became more and more excited as he spoke: "It's one thing for you to have seen us, but how could a mere Supreme Immortal like you possibly covet the Bright Light Celestial Immortal?"
"you……"
Amidst the barrage of rebukes from the other party, Bitao not only managed to push the fish back into the sea, but also interjected, "Ice Wheel Immortal, you are wrong."
Bitao looked at everyone. Although she had not yet stood up and was still kneeling in front of everyone, her shoulders and neck were relaxed and straight, and her chin was slightly raised.
She didn't cower and humbly face the "noble young masters" of the celestial realm; instead, she blinked her peach blossom eyes, her voice light and melodious, her tone gentle and flowing.
"I am now a celestial being; I was just promoted to celestial status the day before yesterday."
"oh?"
The fairy Guanghan, who was bent over beside Bitao, seemingly interested in her but actually intentionally or unintentionally blocking her view of the celestial being, slowly straightened up, raised her long eyebrows, and looked somewhat surprised.
Ice Wheel Immortal was also taken aback for a moment, then sneered, "So what if you're a Spirit Immortal? Who cares? You're nothing but ants in the Heavenly Realm..."
The descendants of ancient immortals like Binglun Zhenxian, regardless of which generation they are, are at least born with abundant immortal energy, and at the very least, they are immortals.
It's not just that they look down on the countless Supreme Immortals and Spirit Immortals in the Celestial Realm.
They didn't even regard those who ascended from the lower realms to attain immortality as equals.
Even if these descendants of ancient immortals truly regard all immortals outside the ancient immortal clan as ants, they wouldn't dare to openly proclaim this and create negative karma through speech.
Bitao didn't care at all whether Binglun Zhenxian looked down on her or not.
After the annoying butterfly fairy Guanghan stepped aside, she immediately looked at the other people, searching for the one she truly cared about.
However, the remaining few people still managed to completely conceal the person's figure.
All that could be seen was the top of his head, which stood out from the crowd.
Clearly, these people were wary of her.
It's always the same.
Mingguang is supposed to be a Celestial Realm, but what kind of snowman is a Celestial Immortal?
Does she melt your heart after just a few glances at you?
Tsk.
If I had known I saw those white streaks in the waves earlier, I shouldn't have kindly revealed myself so early.
However, seeing that Immortal Binglun had spoken out of turn, no one could persuade her otherwise.
The person who had been shielded by the crowd at the very first moment of the incident finally spoke.
"Ice Wheel." He only said two words.
It is both admonition and warning.
The sound was not excessively low; rather, it was clear and melodious, like jade shattering and ice cracking, yet it sounded like a mountain collapsing or a heavy hammer striking.
Just two words, and Bitao felt her head buzz.
Then the heart inside the chest cavity began to beat wildly, like a demon being slammed shut by a calamity bell.
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