Chapter 116 Teleportation Initiated! He used the tip of his shoe to hook Bitao's chin. ...
“Mingguang, Mingguang…”
"Stop it, I really can't go on, someone outside is looking for me."
Bitao spent a night in the underworld and then slept for most of the day after returning to the celestial realm.
Since waking up yesterday afternoon, she hasn't had a moment's rest, and now it's the second night since she woke up.
The protective barriers in her bedchamber remained in place.
I won't go into how much news there was during that time, but her servants came looking for her several times.
Tomorrow morning is the third competition in the lower realm. Bitao even glanced at the rules of the third competition on the Silver River Net amidst the turbulence and chaos.
She really still had things to take care of.
Besides, it really is hopeless. For a whole day and night, if Bitao hadn't been a Xuanxian (a high-ranking immortal) and a wood spirit with extremely strong self-repairing abilities, she would probably have been shattered by now.
She was lustful, but not to the point of being reckless or suicidal.
But before she could even get up from the bed riddled with holes and her feet could touch the ground, she was pulled back into the chains of golden spirit.
Mingguang looked down at her, his forehead touching Bitao's, his hand tracing her ankle, and asked her with a hint of reproach, "Why are you running away? Didn't you say you loved me...?"
Bitao: "Mingguang, listen to me, tomorrow is the third competition, I really... um..."
Bitao's hands clung to Mingguang's shoulders and back, while her ankles were also locked tightly on his shoulders by Jinling.
With nowhere to put his weight on and too much anxiety in his heart, the third competition was the Ascension Competition, which was far more dangerous than the previous two competitions.
She has already ascended to the rank of Xuanxian (Mysterious Immortal), and has refused recruitment offers from various ancient immortal clans. In this third competition, they will exert all their strength to prevent her from advancing further in immortality.
Bitao needed to make some arrangements beforehand. There was really no other way, so Bitao's palm followed the edge of the bed and found a raised relief on the headboard.
Then, it activated the wood spirit to transform into a blade and sliced it off directly.
As Mingguang buried his head in her neck and shoulder, lost in the tide of passion, he weighed the relief sculpture in his hand.
Then infuse it with wood spirit, transforming it into a sturdy club.
She thought with a mixture of amusement and exasperation that this was exactly the same as the mourning staff held by the grim reaper in the underworld.
Then, without hesitation, it smashed into the back of Mingguang's head.
Mingguang covered the back of his head, looked up in disbelief at Bitao.
Then, with a face full of apologies, Bitao slammed her hard against the side of her neck.
The blow was so powerful that it knocked Mingguang off the bed and onto the floor.
He was still not unconscious; a Xuanxian could not possibly be knocked unconscious by a piece of wood.
He collapsed to the ground, glaring at Bitao with a face full of grievance: "You hit me?!"
Bitao sat up, still holding the relief in her hand, as if she would beat Mingguang if he dared to come any closer.
Bitao rubbed her face with her other hand.
Looking at Mingguang lying on the ground, his face still flushed with spring, he said with a complicated expression, "Quickly examine your inner sanctum and see if there is any turbid energy lingering there, causing the five aggregates to become disordered."
Mingguang has always been upright and proper. It must have taken a lot of effort for Bitao to seduce him and make him cross the line.
He is by no means a person who indulges in such debauchery and acts so recklessly.
Mingguang gave a cold laugh, a surge of sadness welling up in his chest like a tidal wave.
He just... just took a little longer than usual. Wasn't it because Xiao Taozhi was so clingy yesterday that he couldn't get away at all?
As a result, Xiao Taozhi actually dared to hit him, and yet she still said she loved him? She was probably just lying to him! Mingguang sat there, his limbs stiff, his anger and that thing soaring to the sky, making Bitao dare not look at him any longer.
Mingguang glared at Bitao: "You're the one who's been corrupted by the turbid energy. You inexplicably went to the underworld and got covered in it, then you started clinging to me, hugging me, and demanding my response. Now that you've 'eaten and drunk your fill,' you're starting to smash bowls, aren't you?"
Bitao rolled up the blanket and threw the relief sculpture on the ground with a "bang".
Mingguang stared at Bitao for a moment, but then examined his own spiritual meridians.
I plan to settle the score with her once I can't find the source of the turbidity.
As a result, they indeed found lingering, turbid qi within their bodies, which had somehow seeped in at some unknown time.
Mingguang was extremely "clean" by nature, not only disliking ordinary dirt, but also hating the foul and gloomy atmosphere that tainted his body.
However, yesterday, while he was cleansing Bitao's meridians to ensure that all the turbid energy in her body was completely removed, in his panic, he unknowingly allowed the turbid energy to quietly enter his body.
Furthermore, the turbid energy within his body that stimulated the five aggregates, after a full day and night of unrestrained pleasure, seemed to have been nourished and strengthened.
Mingguang frowned deeply, no longer bothering to argue with Xiaotaozhi, and immediately began to draw a formation around his body to cleanse his meridians.
And in one go, he stacked over a hundred cleansing spells.
Seeing this, Bitao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She got up, put on her clothes, and wrapped a blanket around Mingguang.
During this time, Mingguang glared at her before continuing to clear away the stagnant air, indicating that he was still angry.
Bitao couldn't help but laugh and gave him a loud, firm kiss on the cheek.
While getting dressed, I felt annoyed that I always had to lie on someone when I fell asleep, and that I had to lie there without any clothes touching my body.
Although I did sleep exceptionally well that way, and felt incredibly comfortable when I woke up with everything slippery.
Although Mingguang has a lot of clothes, if Bitao continues to ruin them like this, she really won't have enough to wear... She doesn't like extravagance and waste, and she only needs enough clothes and things. Now she only has three or four sets of undergarments left.
Moreover, Mingguang didn't have any clothes stored with her, so she had to go to Xuanhui Palace to get some clothes for him later, otherwise Mingguang wouldn't be able to leave the house.
Bitao also cast several cleansing spells to clean herself from head to toe.
She patted the blush that wouldn't go away from her face, then went to Mingguang's side and kissed him, saying, "I'll go to Xuanhui Palace to get you some clothes later. After you clear away the turbid air, go to bed and sleep for a while to rest."
Even the most skilled person needs rest after a full day and night.
At this moment, Mingguang had already forcefully cleansed the turbid energy in his body, even at the cost of damaging his own meridians, and he had clearly regained his clarity.
He curled up tightly in the blanket, thinking about the chaos and madness of the past day and night, and was a little afraid to look into Bitao's smiling eyes.
He actually had a lot of things to deal with... he really didn't have time to sleep anymore.
But yesterday, for some inexplicable reason, he ruined the clothes again, and now he can only wait for Xiaotaozhi to bring them back.
It's good to take a break; my back aches.
He mumbled a "hmm".
Bitao, however, keenly noticed that he had regained his senses.
Instead, she hugged his neck from behind and refused to leave.
She whispered in his ear, which was flushed with shame, "I'm not actually full, and I don't want to smash the bowl. If there were no competition, I wouldn't want you to clear your mind. I'd rather we could continue like this, day and night... without sleep or rest. Anyway... there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not land that's been plowed to death."
Mingguang: "...You should go and see who's looking for you outside."
Bitao hugged his neck and giggled, like a hen that had just laid an egg.
Mingguang made her laugh so hard that her whole body turned bright red.
Bitao deliberately tucked her hand under the covers, pinching something somewhere.
Mingguang took a deep breath, pushed Bitao through the blanket, and said fiercely, "Go away!"
Bitao chuckled as she walked out the door, thoroughly satisfied with her meal.
After closing the door, Bitao thoughtfully set up another layer of restriction for him.
Mingguang exhaled deeply. He had never indulged himself to such an extent before, and for a whole day and night, he only stopped after being beaten... He was simply a beast.
The loss of control over the five aggregates is truly terrifying.
Although he lost his memory during the second competition, and was tempted by Xiaotaozhi to do some things he would rather forget.
Ultimately, it was only because he was unaware of the existence of the Silver River Net; he had never lost his true nature.
The Tribulation of the Five Aggregates in Full Bloom... All five aggregates of form, feeling, perception, mental formations, and consciousness will be stimulated to their peak.
Even mortals, who are born with both purity and impurity, do not always experience the full intensity of the five afflictions.
At that time, everyone will probably become unlike themselves.
Mingguang couldn't imagine what he would do in the future.
He rarely feels fear, but now he's a little nervous about the uncertain future of the third competition.
This competition is of utmost importance to Mingguang. He has already made an agreement with Xiaotaozhi that they will each rely on their own abilities.
This is their first "competition" in over two hundred years, how could he possibly lose?
He absolutely cannot lose.
Mingguang stared at the wooden relief on the ground not far from him, his eyes dark and brooding. He thought that if he advanced another level and entered the realm of the Supreme Immortal, then Xiaotaozhi would never be able to knock him off the bed again.
When he realized that his thoughts were starting to go astray again, he immediately sat up straight and accelerated the process of clearing away the turbid energy.
Bitao finally came downstairs.
Downstairs, the crowd was still awake, just like on the Silver River, discussing the third competition with great enthusiasm. They immediately fell silent upon seeing Bitao.
Although there were many restrictions upstairs, they couldn't hear anything even if they pressed their ear to the door.
But Bitao and Mingguang Xuanxian have been locked in the same room for so long, and no matter how much they are called, they won't come out. There's no need to guess what they're doing.
Everyone had different expressions, except for that shameless Zhan Kui, who whistled at Bi Tao.
"Oh my, you've finally decided to come down?"
"Why don't you just come down tomorrow when the third competition starts?"
Zhan Kui sat on the stool, swinging his legs: "This is really like an old house on fire. The fire is impossible to put out. It's bound to burn down the foundation, isn't it?"
She's such a scoundrel, she's never done it for a whole day and night when there are two or three of them together.
Even someone as thick-skinned as Bitao had her face pricked a little.
She glanced at Zhan Kui and said, "Shut up!"
Bitao walked up to Cuiwei and asked her, "When you went upstairs to look for me during the day, who did you say was looking for me?"
Cuiwei hurriedly tried to stand up to reply, but Bitao pressed her shoulder down and made her sit back down.
Cuiwei had no choice but to sit down and say, "It was Immortal Ice Mirror. Immortal Ice Mirror came twice. She waited under the big peach tree in the afternoon, but... she left after nightfall."
Bitao sat down, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured herself a cup of tea.
He downed his drink in one gulp and then asked, "Has anyone else come here?"
Most people shook their heads, and Bitao saw that Guanghan next to Zhankui was also shaking her head.
Bitao: "Didn't Guanghan go to return to her position as the Star Lord of the Southern Dipper? How come she's back so soon?"
Star deities who have been reassigned to a new position need to take up their posts for a period of time to adapt, just like when Xuanjia was first reassigned to the position of Xuanwu, he was unable to break free from it at all.
Moreover, now that the Southern Dipper Star Lord has returned to his position, what kind of immortal selection competition does he still need to participate in?
Guanghan was sitting next to Zhankui eating snacks, blending into the crowd unnoticed.
When Bitao asked him that question, he immediately sat up straight, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
However, a moment later, he adopted a nonchalant and carefree demeanor.
He said nonchalantly, "The position of a star deity is boring and uninteresting. There's still one competition I haven't participated in yet, I'll play one more game first."
Zhan Kui rolled his eyes.
Her eyes were already ridiculously big, and when she rolled them up like that, it looked like her eyeballs were about to pop out.
She showed no mercy to Guanghan, slapping him on the shoulder and bending his straight back.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. You're playing around, but this time you're risking your life. You almost died in the last game, remember? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be going to die! Tsk!"
Zhan Kui said to Bi Tao, "He was sent back by several servants because he failed to regain his position as a star deity and even left his natal magic weapon there!"
"I already said no!"
When Guanghan's true colors were exposed, she lost face and argued with Zhan Kui, "It was my own choice to leave, and it was also my own choice to leave behind the magical artifact that controls the six stars of the Southern Dipper."
"Isn't that because those waiters didn't recognize you?"
This time, Guanghan had nothing to say in rebuttal, her face flushed red and then pale.
After glaring at Zhan Kui for a moment, Guang Han leaned back against the table, looking as if she had no bones.
He said in a self-deprecating tone, "If they don't want to acknowledge me, they don't want to acknowledge me. I don't live off their recognition anyway."
He reached out and snatched the pastry that Zhan Kui was offering to his mouth, then threw it in and ate it viciously.
He thought to himself that he mainly lived off the money from his "mount".
Zhan Kui was stunned when his food was snatched away and his hands were suddenly empty.
But then she pushed all the plates not far from her hand toward Guanghan and said, "Those waiters are going too far. They've taken you out for so many days and haven't given you anything to eat."
Zhan Kui didn't mention at all that Guang Han had been hungry for so many days. When he returned, he didn't give her any food or water. The first thing he did was to feed her.
They even forced Guanghan and her dragon form to come. Guanghan looked at the original form that stood up, covering the roof and filling the entire Golden Toad Palace, and refused to agree no matter what.
It's outrageous enough that they would mess with their own mount, but to do that to the mount's original form is even worse.
Moreover, the human form and the dragon form are too different, so it's impossible for them to come!
Guanghan then pretended to cut her own neck, which forced Zhan Kui to give up.
She was ruthless when she was messing with Guanghan, but she also genuinely considered Guanghan as her own.
She said, "You wait, when I transform into the all-encompassing Zhujiuyin in the third competition, with my eyes open it's daytime and closed it's nighttime, and winter and summer alternate with every breath, I'll freeze or scorch them with a single breath, and you'll regain your dignity!"
Guanghan laughed, a genuine laugh.
He pulled up a stool and sat down a short distance away from Zhan Kui, leaning against her shoulder and shamelessly saying, "Then you'll be my servant? Help me watch over the six stars of the Southern Dipper?"
Guanghan was simply trying to lure her "reliable" mount back to its nest.
However, Zhan Kui did not agree immediately; she still had a dream of living freely in the world.
Besides, she's already transformed into a dragon, and Guanghan refuses to play with her, so she'll definitely want to find a real dragon to play with.
Once she's had her fill of fun... maybe she'll consider helping Guanghan.
Looking at the two of them, Bitao no longer thought they were just fooling around and messing around as before.
The Mysterious Immortal's Eye can observe cause and effect, and the entanglement of cause and effect between these two people deepens every day.
Bitao withdrew her gaze from the two of them and was about to ask something else when Taiji stood up from beside the table, walked to the opposite side of Bitao, and knelt down properly.
He said, "Fairy Maiden, I am guilty and I accept my punishment."
Bitao's first reaction was: "Did you beat up some high-ranking deity this time?"
It is evident that the aggressive and belligerent nature of Tai Chi has become deeply ingrained in people's minds during this period.
Taiji shook his head, pursed his lips, glanced at Bitao, and hesitated to speak.
The martial arts doctor, who was sitting not far from Bitao, was Tai Chi's mentor. Just like when he helped Tai Chi ask Bitao for a name back then, he spoke up for Tai Chi, saying, "He wants to follow you down to the mortal realm, protect you, and serve you."
"So he secretly signed up for the third Immortal Selection Competition. His name has been entered and posted on the Silver River Net."
In other words, there is absolutely no room for withdrawal.
Tai Chi placed his hands on the ground, kowtowed to Bi Tao, and then did not get up.
Bitao blushed with anger when she thought of the cruel rules of the third competition.
This brat is belligerent, but as long as he doesn't attack any of the immortals, even if he messes with the Six Ding and Six Jia gods, no one will dare to come to Bi Tao to demand revenge. She can still handle it.
But he actually participated in the competition without permission. He's such a worry and so disobedient!
If everyone gains faith power without any risks, just like in the first competition, then Bitao certainly wouldn't hinder Tai Chi.
However, the third competition was to select the position of the Underworld Emperor and the general positions that were not filled in the previous round.
A few days ago, Tai Chi proposed to participate in the third competition. Bi Tao brushed it off at the time because she knew that this third competition would not be easy.
As expected, after the rules were announced, the punishment was similar to that given to Binglun who volunteered to take the blame.
Ascending to immortality within a century... even the most exceptional spiritual roots from the Xuanxing Realm couldn't achieve that. The extent to which their immortal cultivation levels have been suppressed remains unknown.
Moreover, they have no idea which star realm they will be transported to by the Starry Sky Rotating Yin-Yang Sundial.
Even if it's just an ordinary mortal realm, after a hundred years in the human world, Bitao can simply go back into the mortal world and stir up trouble again in order to gain merit and ascend to immortality.
But if you were to be thrown into a chaotic star realm like the second competition, or even an ancient star realm where cannibalism still exists, ascension? That's more like a dream.
Even if these high-ranking deities fail in the competition, at least they'll have a tiebreaker round and a chance to start over.
Taiji, a newly ascended immortal, would have his immortal spirit extracted and be sent directly to the Netherworld to be reincarnated.
Then all the suffering he endured—dissecting himself alive to serve as a specimen for others—was for nothing?!
After being reincarnated, he forgot everything, even the medical skills he once relied on for survival.
What if he is reborn as an orphan without parental love, and is blinded and sold somewhere to suffer?
When Bitao watches Tai Chi, it's like watching a child cautiously approaching her with a bowl of hot soup.
She didn't raise him herself, but she named him and placed her hopes on him.
He followed her to the Heavenly Realm, and despite his stubbornness, Bitao was extremely gratified.
But in this third ascension competition, Bitao is still unaware of the dangers, so how can she possibly care about him?
She has always enjoyed taking risks, willing to risk everything, even her own life.
But if she had a child with her, she would be hesitant and afraid to take a gamble.
Bitao remained silent for a long time, while Taiji kowtowed and knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head.
But he showed no remorse and did not think he had done anything wrong.
He is not afraid of losing, nor is he afraid of dying.
The Fairy of Peach Blossoms was someone he would "die for without regret".
If he died to protect her, then it would be a fitting end to his obsession with using himself as a specimen, allowing others to dissect and kill him at will, thus achieving ascension.
After all, everything he had—including being able to live like a human being, having a master's love, and having a beautiful name that carried expectations—was given to him by Fairy Bitao.
Sincere feelings, no matter what kind, are always the hardest to find and the most touching in this world.
The stalemate between the two is entirely due to each other.
In the end, even Zhan Kui and Xuan Jia couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up to persuade Bi Tao.
Xuanjia said, "He... just... wanted... to... protect... you..."
Zhan Kui said, "Oh dear, please help him up. You always talk about the natural way and how everyone has their own destiny, but why can't you understand Tai Chi?"
Bitao looked down at Taiji, her brows furrowed: "Have you ever considered that I don't need your protection at all?"
Tai Chi's back trembled slightly, but he remained silent.
Zhan Kui stood up, walked to the two of them, and said to Taiji, "I can see that Bitao really cares about you."
"She didn't even try to dissuade me from participating in the competition."
Bitao glared at Zhan Kui.
Zhan Kui added, "Even if you berate him mercilessly, it won't change anything. Now that he's withdrawn from the competition, he'll still be stripped of his immortal spirit and banished to the mortal realm."
Bitao finally sighed deeply and got up to help Taiji up.
She reached out to pat his head, but seeing Taiji's watery, yin-yang eyes staring down at her, Bitao ended up only patting his shoulder.
The child has grown up and can't be patted on the head casually anymore.
Bitao squeezed his strong shoulders and said, "Since you've decided to go down to the lower realm for the competition, I won't say anything more."
"But you must remember, the premise of protecting me is that you live. If you die in the mortal world, it will not be protection for me, but a burden."
Tai Chi's pupils trembled and spun, and he nodded emphatically: "Don't worry, Fairy Maiden, I will never die!"
"I'm sure I can help you too!"
Although he may seem even more extreme than Bitao, he is by no means stupid.
Throughout history, how many people have wanted to become immortals, and how many have actually been able to ascend to heaven through sheer willpower?
Even if Tai Chi wasn't the first person to ascend to heaven through scheming and perseverance, he was still an extremely rare figure in the celestial realm.
Bitao smiled and said, "That's good."
Taiji was overjoyed to receive Bitao's permission and smiled at Doctor Wu.
Doctor Wu stroked a non-existent beard, then, finding his hand empty, placed it on his chest and patted it.
He still wasn't used to looking young.
That night, Bitao first retrieved Mingguang's clothes and then went to Zhu Ming's Jade Bone Palace.
Zhu Ming waited for her the whole time, and he emptied four teapots in the process.
When he saw her finally come in through the door, he was so angry that he wanted to throw the teapot at her head.
Zhu Ming's opening remark was sarcastic: "You're really something else. Why didn't you die in Mingguang's bed?"
Although he didn't go to the Palace of the Common People, Zhu Ming's eyes and ears were very sharp.
Bitao went to the underworld and advanced in rank there. This was something that couldn't be kept secret anyway, and the Zhenxiao Bell in the underworld rang loudly the day before yesterday.
The Emperor of Fengdu personally came up to explain that the underworld was fine and did not need the assistance of the celestial beings in the heavenly realm.
After that, Bitao and Mingguang stayed in the Cangsheng Palace and never came out again.
Bitao turned around and closed the door, looking apologetic, her eyes full of smiles, but she spoke very sensibly.
She began by saying, "It is truly my fault for keeping Your Highness waiting."
"I hope Your Highness will be magnanimous and not hold a grudge against a shallow person like me who is blinded by lust."
Zhu Ming had already picked up the teapot, but put it down because of the two words "Your Highness the Crown Prince".
Without Bitao, who would still call him "Your Highness the Crown Prince"?
He was pleased by the flattery, and after looking at the peach blossoms for a moment, he turned around and took out a bright seal from his sleeve and placed it on the table.
That day, he promised Mingguang that he wouldn't tell Bitao about Mingguang's visit to him.
What Mingguang said to him that day did indeed tempt Zhu Ming, but at best, their relationship was just an exchange of benefits.
Zhu Ming and Bi Tao are true friends who have been in cahoots for many years and share the same wicked nature.
Zhu Ming sold Mingguang to Bitao for free.
“Your little coffin board came to me that night, give me this thing.”
"Let me keep a close eye on the movements of the ancient immortals in the heavens. If anyone tries to harm you, I am allowed to act as I see fit."
When Bitao saw the bright seal, she paused for a moment, and then couldn't suppress the smile that appeared on her lips.
Zhu Ming couldn't stand her itchy expression, so he slammed the Mingguang seal on the table: "That's enough, stop being so horny in front of me."
Bitao chuckled and sat down next to Zhu Ming. Just as she was about to pour herself some tea, Zhu Ming pressed her arm down.
"Don't you dare drink my tea again. Mingguang gave me a good stern warning, saying that if I dare to give you plum-scented tea again, he'll have the Nine Heavens Immortals devour me."
Zhu Ming filed a complaint without batting an eye, and he was a master at distorting the facts.
Bitao laughed until her cheeks turned red, rubbing her face as she said, "Mingguang would never talk like that."
Zhu Ming sneered: "Things have really changed now... Have you forgotten when touching him would shatter your immortal essence, who healed you then?"
"Your Highness's kindness in protecting me is something I will never forget."
Bitao winked at Zhu Ming and said, "If we bring Mingguang into this conversation between the two of us, things might really get complicated."
"Your Highness,"
Zhu Ming blushed: "Are you implying that I'm twisting right and wrong, or being jealous?!"
Zhu Ming pointed to the door and said, "Get out of here!"
Of course, Bitao wouldn't leave. Every time she angered Zhu Ming, she would quickly become serious and talk about serious matters.
Zhu Ming is a man who prioritizes self-interest, and Bi Tao's few words made him stop caring about her teasing.
The two locked themselves in the door and plotted until dawn.
When Yin Han Gu issued the decree to gather immortals, Bi Tao returned to the Cang Sheng Palace and went to the Chongxiao Six Imperial Platforms together with the participating immortals and the spectators.
As soon as she entered the Six Imperial Platforms of Chongxiao, Mingguang, who always stood with the ancient immortals, was obviously waiting for her. He walked through the crowd to Bitao's side.
Ignoring the intense gazes of others, he took her arm and spoke to her in a low voice.
"Two star realms of the White Tiger constellation have suffered a catastrophic calamity, and my father has gone there."
Mingguang felt uneasy. He had heard about this matter early in the morning and felt that the ancient immortal clan might be behind it.
Last night, Mingguang left the Cang Sheng Palace, and before the gathering this morning, he ignored all the ancient immortal clans who came looking for him.
They wouldn't be so desperate as to dare to play tricks on the Celestial Emperor.
Mingguang said, "This time, we have been transported to the celestial realm by the yin-yang sundial of the Milky Way."
He gripped Bitao's hand tightly, and if there hadn't been onlookers, he would have pulled it to his lips and kissed it to ease his worries and anxieties.
His golden eyes were fixed on Bitao, and he spoke softly, earnestly instructing her: "When we reach the lower realm, don't leave my side."
He could not allow the ancient immortal clan to harm Little Peach Branch again.
Bitao felt a tingling sensation as Mingguang pinched her knuckles, the tingling feeling spreading all the way to her heart.
Thinking of the Mingguang Seal that he entrusted to Zhu Ming, his heart felt as sweet as if a honey pot had been overturned.
Hearing Mingguang's gentle and soft words, she felt a little unsteady and wanted to throw herself into his arms.
Ideally, there should be no obstructions, and everything should be slippery and smooth, touching and rubbing against him.
But at least Bitao was mindful of the occasion, so she just nodded, smiled sweetly, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll stay close to you and won't go anywhere."
Mingguang felt a little embarrassed. The two of them were talking seriously, but some of the things Xiao Taozhi said always made him think the wrong things.
Bitao looked past Mingguang and saw Bingjing standing not far away. Bingjing stood in the group of ancient immortals, and their eyes met from afar. He quickly turned his head away and stood still.
Bitao squeezed Mingguang's fingers and took the opportunity to say, "Taiji will also be going down to the mortal realm this time. He's young and just started as an immortal, so could you look after him for me? You have more experience leading people down to the mortal realm than I do..."
Mingguang did not comment on Tai Chi's participation in the competition.
He solemnly replied, "I will take care of him."
Bitao's eyes were brimming with spring water as she looked at Mingguang, but the time left for such deep affection between the two was clearly over.
The fact that the Azure Emperor was not under the Starry Sky Revolving Yin-Yang Dial did indeed cause a stir, but after the Myriad Realms Heavenly Dao Kunyi appeared under the Starry Sky Revolving Yin-Yang Dial, the discussions gradually subsided.
Until the entire Chongxiao Six Imperial Platforms fell silent.
As the drums sounded, the rules for the third competition on the Silver River Net flickered and changed.
The crowd watched silently and solemnly as the crimson-gold rules were drawn.
When the Heavenly Drum stopped, the Heavenly Dao of Myriad Realms unleashed a powerful whip, crackling with the force of Five Thunderbolts, sweeping across the heavens and earth—
Having survived the Five Thunder Tribulations, the immortals instinctively shrank back and hunched their shoulders. Compared to the teleportation of the Azure Nether Emperor, they were clearly more afraid of the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Realms.
The light of five thunderbolts fiercely enveloped the immortal positions in the third competition—teleportation begins!
Bitao's figure lightened, swept into the air by lightning and thrown towards the celestial sphere, where the yin and yang sundial rotated.
She and Mingguang held hands under the sleeves of their robes, and did not let go.
The wide sleeves concealed the fact that their fingers were intertwined.
The two clung to each other amidst the lightning. Bitao inappropriately recalled how, because she had tugged at Mingguang's sleeve, he had changed all the robes of his monks to have narrow, sword-like sleeves.
He also wore the magnificent arm guards that military generals would wear in battle, just to prevent her from pulling or tugging at him.
Now his fingers are tightly clasped between hers, just like the walls of his heart that he has opened wide to her.
Bitao felt a surge of sweetness in her heart, and the light of the Five Thunders shone even brighter. However, as she entered the Yin-Yang Sundial of the Starry Sky, she met Mingguang's somewhat flustered golden eyes.
Bitao smiled and opened her mouth, wanting to comfort him, but she could no longer make a sound.
Mingguang's long hair was disheveled by the thunder and wind, and the two figures were dissected by the lightning. He could no longer hold onto Bitao and instinctively headed towards her, but was first swept into the sundial by the lightning.
Bitao ultimately couldn't bring herself to say "It's nothing."
However, when she regained consciousness, before the sweetness in Bitao's heart had completely dissipated, she felt her shoulders being pressed down and she knelt on the ground with a thud.
My kneecaps are almost broken from kneeling.
She cried out in pain, and before she could recover, someone kicked her in the back, forcing Bitao to bang her face on the ground.
He cursed under his breath.
This time it's not just nothing, it's clearly a big deal!
She instinctively wanted to summon the immortal spirits, but found that she could not only not summon them, but also could not even see her own meridians.
Several acupoints on her body were pierced by specially made spirit-suppressing artifacts.
Among the people surrounding her, someone spoke up, their voice clear and crisp: "New goods have arrived from the sky again. This one has excellent qualities; it's a Wood Spirit."
"This is perfect for making a furnace for Xu Xingshen. The wood spirit can repair itself and is not so easily drained. I wonder if it can be exchanged for a celestial pearl."
"It should be possible. Most of the immortals who have been judged in heaven over the years are male immortals, but this one is a female immortal."
Someone roughly used the tip of their shoe to hook up Bitao's chin.
He chuckled, "Hmm, she's not bad looking either."
When Bitao met the man's eyes, her pupils suddenly dilated to their maximum.
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