Chapter 122 The Ascension Ceremony "Watch".
Bitao had no intention of kicking Dongjun's butt.
She didn't have that kind of perverse sense of humor, nor did she intend to humiliate Dongjun; she simply wanted him to leave the crowd as soon as possible.
Dongjun and Mingguang were similar in build, both tall with long legs and naturally high waistlines. Bitao aimed for his waist, but at such close range, she didn't lift her leg high enough and ended up kicking his buttocks.
Bitao realized something was off when her foot landed, but she figured she might as well kick it anyway.
Dongjun knelt there, turning back to look at Bitao. His eyes were so red that not a trace of gold could be seen, and a wave of heat even rose from his body.
Bitao, with a solemn expression, instructed him: "Go and collect those bone artifacts. I have a use for them."
Dongjun rose angrily, about to break free from the suppression and let this female immortal and this group of people know his power!
Bitao added, "If you don't follow orders, then leave."
The heat emanating from the east instantly froze in the air around him.
Despite Bitao's deep affection for Mingguang, she still treated him with such ruthlessness, seizing him through trickery and force, and showed no remorse whatsoever when facing the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Realms.
Bitao isn't even afraid of Mingguang's own mother, so why would she be afraid of his brother?
Dongjun's strength was suppressed to this extent. Bitao thought he was going to do some secret public service, but he revealed his identity right away.
That clearly means that the Supreme God intended to use this realm to temper him.
Bitao had been wondering what was needed to refine Dongjun, a prodigy whom everyone praised for his unparalleled talent, even surpassing Mingguang's abilities and saying he couldn't catch up to him no matter how hard he tried.
In retrospect, it should be a time to temper his character.
What kind of rotten personality is this? It's more evil than a demon.
When happy, they laugh heartily, as if they've lost their minds; when unhappy, they glare with eyes that seem ready to set fires or kill.
This "great god" Bitao is not going to serve him.
Bitao didn't say "Get out if you don't listen," but she did it out of respect for Mingguang.
She's focused on the competition; if Dongjun dares to interfere, it will create a conflict between the Taiqing Realm and the Shangqing Realm.
The true god of the upper source is still hiding somewhere. Dongjun is ignorant, but is the true god of the upper source also ignorant?
Even if Dongjun herself is capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, so what? Does the Upper Source God really think he can just stand by and watch Dongjun attack her?
After Bitao finished speaking, she stopped looking at Dongjun.
He turned to the crowd and said, "Don't listen to him, listen to me."
“We will set up an array here, and the array position can borrow the power of the original array in his courtyard.”
"Those magical artifacts used to imprison me before, I don't know what kind of animal bones they were made of, but they themselves have the effect of suppressing spirits."
"We can use that magical artifact as the array's core... The person who obtained the Immortal Pearl and recovered some spiritual energy will guard the core. The rest will act as bait."
"Whether it's smashing windows or hurling insults, the key is to avoid direct confrontation and instead lure people into your territory, creating a hunting or encirclement situation."
"Once they temporarily lose their spiritual energy, we'll swarm them and subdue them."
"Remember, it's about restraining, not killing."
"You all want a chance to return to heaven and attain your positions, right? The immortals who have fallen into this realm are not guilty of any crimes deserving of death. Not to mention that the karma of killing will hinder your ascension, the act of slaughtering fellow immortals will now be punished in the heavenly realm with eternal annihilation of the soul."
"There are plenty of chains and ropes in this cell. We'll tie them up, take them back to the cell, and then deal with them slowly."
"I assure you that neither those guarding the formation nor those acting as bait will be in any danger. I will watch over you at the entrance of the formation."
After Bitao finished speaking, everyone's expressions relaxed.
If that's the case, then we can give it a shot.
However, because Dongjun's previous suggestion was too cruel for them, everyone still had some reservations.
Bitao changed the subject and looked at everyone seriously, saying, "The Immortal Pearls obtained by all those who participate in the hunt will be distributed according to their spiritual attributes."
"Aside from the use of restoring and mobilizing spiritual energy, any surplus will be kept by me for the purpose of rescuing other immortals or expanding the ranks."
"If someone secretly hoards it, steals it, or betrays the hunter during the hunt..."
Bitao smiled and tapped the bound immortal, whose map she had drawn with her blood, with the tip of her knife.
He said, "I am a servant in the palace of the Heavenly Official who grants forgiveness, and I come from the White Cloud Division under his command."
"The White Cloud Division has thousands of punishments, and in recent years, the officials in charge of pardoning crimes have come up with many new tricks."
"The methods I know to make people unable to live or die have been demonstrated on 'these people' less than one in ten thousand."
"Don't give me a chance to continue showcasing."
Ultimately, this is just pure threat.
The Earthly Official Who Grants Retribution is an ancient ascensionist. When these people were sentenced, the Earthly Official Who Grants Retribution had already risen to the rank of immortal. He has always been regarded as the "King of Hell" in the hearts of the Nine Heavens Immortals, and the title is indeed very useful.
Bitao's threats, while sending chills down the spines of the group, also put a great weight on their hearts.
The guardian deity assessed the situation and saw that the crowd had gathered and were of one mind.
He stepped forward first, cupped his hands, and said to Bitao, "I have no way to repay your life-saving grace. I am willing to obey your orders, fairy, and serve you faithfully, even unto death."
Someone followed closely behind him: "We are willing to follow the fairy's orders to repay the fairy's boundless kindness!"
"We are also willing to obey the fairy's command!"
...
The group resolved the issue.
Bitao then looked at the person standing not far away, with a ferocious expression, wanting to leave but not knowing why he wouldn't go.
Dongjun wants to come over, but he's too proud to do it.
Bitao reached out her hand to him, offering him a way out.
Mingguang cherishes all relationships deeply, and since he hasn't even met his brother in person, Bitao doesn't want to offend him too much. Otherwise, he'll be caught in the middle, suffering from both sides.
Therefore, Bitao spoke gently, "Give me the magic weapon, and let's act immediately."
The lurking god, Shangyuan Shenzhen, had tried to abduct his disciple several times.
His good apprentice has grown up and he has never even kicked his butt.
The Supreme God was afraid that his disciple might lose control and break through the restrictions he had set to suppress their cultivation, burning them all to ashes.
Dongjun used to be arrogant and unruly. In the Shangqing Realm, "demons danced wildly," and people with good temperaments could not survive, which makes sense.
Moreover, he is extremely capable and cunning, so no one can harm him.
It doesn't cause anyone any trouble.
Despite only being at the Spiritual Truth Realm, he was able to defeat many Divine Truth Dao Lords with such fear that the Upper Origin Divine Truth was extremely proud and would praise him to everyone he met. He also doted on him, taking him by his side to teach him meticulously and imparting all his knowledge to him.
However, in the last two hundred years or so, as the body of the Golden Crow of the East came of age, his cultivation techniques increased exponentially, making him even more powerful. In addition, he had come into contact with too many demons in recent years, and gradually became uncontrollable and evil.
The Supreme God was distressed that his disciple had grown up and become rebellious, causing trouble and setting fires everywhere, offending all his close friends and old acquaintances. He tried every means to temper his character.
He could be thrown into the realm of demons to undergo tribulations, and he would soon be able to break through them and ascend to immortality. Upon his return, aside from becoming even more tyrannical, he would remain unchanged.
Entrusted by the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Realms, I have brought Dongjun down to this realm.
The Supreme God, tracing back to the chosen one of the Eastern Lord, didn't actually hold out much hope.
But now it seems that "destiny" is indeed extraordinary.
Just as the five elements generate each other and yin and yang complement each other.
They rise and fall, and check and balance each other.
Those destined by fate... are those who can overcome anything.
His disciple, who never knew the meaning of bowing his head and was born with his neck pointing to the sky and his eyes looking down on the top, was kicked in the buttocks. Such a humiliating act, he actually endured it without exploding.
She acted coy like a young woman who had just met her lover, shuffling over to him step by step.
"Where is the stuff?" Seeing Dongjun standing there motionless, Bitao beckoned to him, asking for the stuff.
Dongjun stared at her hand.
He swallowed hard.
It was as if his self-esteem had been swallowed up.
Then he rummaged in his sleeve and handed the bone artifact he had just picked up to Bitao.
A pair of eyes, a mix of gold and red, stared intently at her, as if trying to burn her flesh and soul to ashes.
Dongjun is a man who can bend and stretch. He didn't just start as a lowly demonic cultivator when he went through tribulations in the mortal realm. He suffered all kinds of bullying, but in the end, he still ascended to the throne as a demon king.
He doesn't care much about saving face when faced with someone who piques his interest.
While he felt that the female immortal was foolishly kind, he could not deny that the method she later proposed could indeed achieve victory without bloodshed.
Although it's a bit troublesome, at least we can save the lives of these cowardly, ungrateful wretches.
Dongjun wasn't incapable of the same appeasement policies as her; he was truly skilled at coaxing people, capable of making them smile even in their final moments.
But these people have different thoughts and are a bunch of good-for-nothings.
He finds them useless even as pawns in his hands, so how could he possibly spare a single thought or effort to save their lives?
Dongjun gazed at the female immortal for a moment.
Dongjun thought to himself, "That's enough."
He could let bygones be bygones for that kick, considering she was still young and impetuous.
But when Bitao received the bone artifact...
Dongjun couldn't help but say with a hint of malice, "This isn't actually made from the bones of some kind of animal. It's the bone of an immortal who was tortured to death by a mortal."
He looked at Bitao and said, "That immortal's innate skill is Spirit Suppression, which is very difficult to take away. He has to die first. So he was tortured to death by mortals."
"The person who revealed his talent and skills was none other than his most trusted...so-called comrade."
"That companion was just a temporary teammate with no real skills. At most, he could only summon some clouds and rain. After being captured, he betrayed him without hesitation."
Dongjun looked into the peach blossom eyes of the female immortal, which always seemed to look at people with tenderness, and his voice became more melodious: "Little carp, in this star realm, your foolish kindness will cost you your life."
"Those who betray you at crucial moments are often your companions who are full of righteous words and make solemn vows."
Dongjun's words offended everyone.
But looking at Dongjun, and remembering the terrifying oppression he had previously exuded, they dared not speak out against his anger.
Bitao wasn't frightened at all. In fact, she had already guessed what was going on when she saw the guardian master's eyes being gouged out to be used for weapon forging.
She only said it was animal bone because she didn't want the bones to be human.
Bitao looked at Dongjun as if he were a mischievous child hiding pebbles in candy, hoping to break someone's teeth.
Bitao played many of these pranks on Mingguang Envoy when she was still a small peach branch.
Mingguang actually had a tooth chipped off at that time.
He was so angry that he ignored Bitao for seven or eight days.
This is a story from a very long time ago, but it is still vivid in my mind.
But as they grew older, neither of them did such childish things anymore.
Who is the older brother, Dongjun or Mingguang?
Could the Heavenly Dao of Myriad Realms have mistaken the two brothers for each other?
Bitao missed Mingguang's steadiness, reliability, and unwavering integrity.
She held the bone artifacts, ignoring Dongjun's words.
Turning to the crowd waiting for her instructions, she said, "If we can use the bones of this unfortunate immortal to punish those who harm others, then he will surely be able to rest in peace."
"Walk!"
Everyone obeyed orders and followed Bitao out of the prison cell, silently disappearing into the darkness as planned.
Dongjun turned around and glanced around the empty cell. At the far end of the cell, he met the eyes of his master, the Supreme God of Origin.
Dongjun could disregard this bunch of good-for-nothings, nor could he care about the Taiqing Realm Immortal position being watched over by the Silver River Net.
However, the look in Shangyuan Shenzhen's eyes made Dongjun feel a little embarrassed, as if he were being ridiculed.
"Let's go, my disciple," the Supreme God of Origin advised him. "Didn't your mother entrust you with a task?"
Dongjun said, "No rush. My mother told me to do everything I can to protect that wild fairy spirit named Bitao, to prevent the ancient immortal clan from uniting and killing her in this realm."
"But she has already climbed from a wild immortal to the position of a Xuanxian. If I don't have any ability to protect myself, it would be my fate if I died right at the start of the competition."
Dongjun has always adhered to the principle of "not interfering or paying attention" to people and things that are not related to him.
“But that Bitao is your brother’s lover.” Shangyuan Shenzhen stood in the cell, his light blue Daoist robe fluttering without wind, so handsome that he didn’t look like a real person.
Her voice was as beautiful and melodious as a chant.
If anyone had ever seen the Supreme God, they would have noticed that when Dongjun softens his tone, he imitates the Supreme God's mannerisms.
"Ah... my brother whom I've never met."
Dongjun scoffed, "Lovers, my foot! He's going to succeed to the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, yet he's entangled with some wild fairy. What kind of Golden Crow clan will he end up with? A pheasant, hahaha..."
“I think my mother and father are getting old and their minds are confused. They just ignore him and let him do whatever he wants.”
"Besides, what does it matter to me whether my brother's lover lives or dies?"
"If he's so capable of causing trouble, he should protect himself."
"If he can truly defy the entire Nine Heavens Ancient Immortal Clan, marry that wild immortal spirit and bring her back to the Immortal Emperor's Palace, and have a whole brood of wild chickens born, then I'll start calling him brother!"
After Dongjun finished speaking, his tone suddenly softened.
He added, "Speaking of which, it's still Little Carp who needs protection. She's so kind; what if she gets harmed by these wicked immortals?"
As Dongjun spoke, a wave of heat emanated from his body, instantly engulfing the prison cell in an unprecedented high temperature.
Everything, except the stones and railings, began to melt and burn, until finally not even ashes remained.
The Supreme God quickly protected the few immortals and mortals who were barely clinging to life on the ground, otherwise they would have become crispy on the outside and tender on the inside in the blink of an eye.
With a "whoosh," the restriction that was suppressing Dongjun was broken by Dongjun.
He said to his master, "Master, you don't need to try to train me anymore. I've been like this since I was born!"
"I've experienced the eight sufferings and five poisons of the mortal realm countless times, so what's there to train in this astral realm..."
After speaking, Dongjun's figure dissipated, turning into a night breeze and disappearing at the prison gate.
The Supreme God's body emanated a gentle yet surging spiritual energy, like the ocean tide, which quickly cooled the heat in the room.
Then he removed the protective barrier that had been covering the group of unconscious people on the ground, and flicked his fingers again to form a long lamp.
She silently... curled her lips into a smile as she looked at the empty doorway.
The fact that Shangyuan Shenzhen liked Dongjun and took him as his disciple shows that he was not a cold, aloof, or rigid gentleman.
In the Shangqing Realm, which one of those who rise to a high position is a normal person?
He deliberately wanted his invincible apprentice to suffer a crushing defeat at the hands of that "chosen one".
The Supreme God has been cleaning up Dongjun's messes for so many years, he's waiting to see Dongjun make a fool of himself.
Let's wait and see how the brothers' internal strife ends, and see how Dongjun will handle this situation.
His figure faded and quickly disappeared from the spot.
Because of his innate skill, the Eye of All Laws, the Supreme God can see people as clearly as a stone emerging from water, easily discerning their hearts. How could he possibly interact with people normally?
He didn't have many joys in his life.
I'm really curious.
If Dongjun knew that the little carp that had so excited him was the same Bitao he had said "it's fate if I die," how would he react?
Not only were the Upper Source Gods truly curious, but the immortals on the entire Nine Heavens Silver River were even more curious, their curiosity boiling over in several waves.
"Hahahahahaha—when Bitao Xuanxian said my name was Zhan Kui, I laughed like crazy, hahahahaha!"
"It was all Zhan Kui's doing, what does it have to do with me, Bi Tao?"
"My name is Zhan Kui, hahaha, I've got it. From now on, if I mess anything up again, I'll just say my name is Zhan Kui!"
"So it really is Dongjun! I thought he was just a sinful immortal imitating Mingguang Xuanxian with ulterior motives. I had only heard of Dongjun, but I never imagined that he would look exactly like Mingguang Xuanxian! They look so alike, even Bitao Xuanxian didn't mistake the two of them!"
"It's hard to mistake him, isn't it? Mingguang Xuanxian is a gentleman of integrity and uprightness, while this Dongjun Zhenjun looks like a demonic person. I'm really curious if he acted this way when he was in Taiqing Realm."
"It's not just that they look alike, in my opinion they even have the same tastes. He gets kicked in the butt and then awkwardly waits for a way out. The way he looks at Bitao Xuanxian is definitely not innocent."
"The Jade Peach Immortal can only be the Bright Light Immortal! No matter how fragrant the Eastern Lord True Lord is, it won't work, it won't work... *slurp*"
"Where is Mingguang Xuanxian? Mingguang Xuanxian, come quickly! If you don't come soon, my wife will soon become my sister-in-law!"
"Mingguang Xuanxian, hahaha, I just came back from tracing back on the Silver River. Because I'm too clean, I resolutely refused to use the immortal pearls that other exiled immortals had taken out of their bellies to mobilize their spiritual energy. I relied purely on my cultivation techniques to fight. I led a group of people and just finished a big battle with another organization. We seized the territory, but I was seriously injured."
"This obsession with cleanliness is something that's so extreme it's almost unbearable!"
"I'm only concerned about whether Bi Tao Xuanxian's plan will be ruined by Dong Jun. Why would people from Shangqing Realm go to the star realm of Taiqing Realm? Isn't that disrupting the competition!"
"Perhaps this is also part of a competition arranged by the immortals!"
...
This was indeed not arranged. The ancient immortal clan veterans of Taiqing Realm were all shocked to see Dongjun actually competing in the Star Realm.
They secretly traveled to the mortal realm under the guise of official duties, gathering together to discuss matters.
However, they could not interfere with the True Lords of Shangqing Realm traveling through the myriad realms to perform their official duties. Nor could they inquire in detail about what position Dongjun held.
"Xu Li, have you discovered any traces of demons in this realm? How could people from the Shangqing Realm be lured here?"
The one who asked the question was a young-looking man with a weathered and clouded look in his eyes.
His hair color was unusual, a fiery red, and when he sat there, he looked like a blazing fire, making one's eyes burn.
Inside the main hall, someone spoke up: "I have ruled this place for thousands of years and have never heard of any demons appearing in this realm."
This man was dressed in a crimson robe, looking like a king, and his demeanor was also like that of a king who held power, looking down on all things and possessing the aura to swallow mountains and rivers.
The ornate and luxurious gold and jade hair ornament, placed on the head of Zhu Ming who loved to dress up, was purely decorative; on this man's head, it was at most an embellishment to his imposing presence.
He leaned back in his chair, his eagle eyes slightly narrowed, and turned the white jade ring on his thumb, saying in a cold voice, "I have decreed that all immortals must not trespass on the mortal realm, lest they be detected by the star gauge. The realm of the banished immortals is entirely under my control."
"However, the mortal realm is vast, divided into various countries, and its vitality is excessively vigorous. There may be things we do not know, and it is possible that something unusual has occurred."
The person sitting in the head seat at the very top spoke.
No part of this person could be clearly seen, as they were all shrouded in swirling spiritual energy.
Only a corner of the snow-white robe was visible, embroidered with the sun and moon, appearing and disappearing faintly.
His voice was authoritative, yet it sounded extremely old, like an eighty or ninety-year-old man on the verge of death.
He said, "Send people to search for traces of demons and monsters in the four borders as soon as possible. Once found, have our people in the race deliver them to Dongjun so that he can leave this area as soon as possible."
"yes."
"yes……"
The people inside the hall spoke in unison, respectfully responding.
A moment later, from the far corner of the seats, another person spoke. Her voice was like jade beads falling into a clear plate; it was an extremely pleasant female voice.
She said softly, "I also couldn't find out what official position Dongjun held. However, Dongjun is always capricious and unpredictable. Even if he finds something demonic, he might not leave immediately."
“If Dongjun refuses to leave, the killing plan against that wild immortal spirit will need to be postponed.”
The person in the main seat at the top remained silent this time.
He had one hand resting on the back of the chair, which was like the bark of an old tree, wrinkled and covered with veins.
In just a moment, it shrank back into the spiritual mist.
On the contrary, the person who had been turning the white jade thumb ring and acting like an emperor stopped and said, "That's easy."
He spoke slowly and deliberately, with complete confidence: "A killing scheme doesn't necessarily require actually driving people to hunt you down. Sometimes, the human heart is the best weapon for killing..."
After that, no one in the hall spoke again.
The person at the very top was the first to turn into spiritual mist and disappear.
The others also quietly left the main hall and this world, returning to their respective places.
The palace where the group had briefly gathered collapsed with a roar after everyone had left.
A mortal happened to be picking mushrooms in the mountains when he saw the temple that had stood on the mountaintop for hundreds of years collapse. He exclaimed in shock, "Ah! Wasn't the Emperor's temple just repaired and reinforced by the royal family last year? And with the lack of rain this year, how could it suddenly collapse!"
"Ah! Some statues have rolled down the mountain!"
His companion looked in the direction he was pointing and was equally astonished: "That's not a statue... that's just the head of a statue rolling down!"
"It was only the head of the idol that rolled down."
Bitao turned around and saw everyone retreating, their faces filled with extreme fear, as if they were afraid of getting involved in even the slightest cause and effect. Helplessly, she raised the head of the statue and handed it to everyone.
"See? It wasn't the formation that accidentally snapped someone's head; it was this banished immortal... hmm, he seems to believe in..."
"Hey, who do they worship? I've never seen this idol before."
Bitao hugged the statue and examined it carefully.
He looked dignified, with eagle eyes and sword-like eyebrows... He was indeed quite handsome, but the people in the Bitao Chronicles were skilled in magic, and none of the main immortals in the Six Departments of the Nine Heavens looked like him.
Among the public offices in all realms, the immortal positions held by those worshipped in the lower realms are all major positions in the Six Ministries.
Moreover, they worship righteous gods.
This is why there are successors to various celestial positions that have already been established. What they pass on is not only the techniques, but also the divine power offered by the people.
"I know that."
The Celestial Master walked behind Bitao and pointed to the statue, saying, "He is the master of the Nine Heavens Palace and the most powerful immortal in the entire Immortal Realm. He has gathered most of the immortals together and has sent many people to ascend to the Upper Realm over the years."
"I don't know his exact name, but everyone calls him Xu Xingshen."
Oh, Bitao suddenly realized.
Xu Xingshen, who wanted to take her as his furnace cauldron.
"But if you're worshipping a deity, why is it just a head?"
Bitao looked around the rather simple house, but couldn't see the life-size statue of the deity at all.
If you didn't know better, you'd think it was a statue of the Eastern King.
The Dharma Protector explained to Bitao in a gentle voice: "His innate skill seems to be that he can survive even when his head is separated from his body, and his soul can scatter to different places without dying."
"There are people with this kind of ability?" Bitao asked, her lips slightly parted in shock.
Over the years, she only encountered one immortal being's heart, which she considered a rare treasure. She had to coax and deceive her, and even died once before she finally managed to obtain it.
Xu Xingshen's abilities sound even more impressive.
The Dharma Protector continued, "Many immortals in this world worship him and sculpt his head to carry with them."
"It is said that someone was once in distress and happened to be next to a half-finished statue of a god. A part of his spirit happened to be wandering nearby and possessed the head, thus saving the banished immortal."
The more Bitao listened, the more it sounded like the "divine statue reflecting the heavens, looking down upon all living beings" that the fake Eastern Qinghua Emperor and the real barefoot doctor had concocted with a group of bandits during the first competition. They then spread rumors everywhere to win people's hearts.
"In the mortal realm, many people also worship Xu Xingshen. They say he can exorcise evil spirits and is omnipresent and omnipotent."
Everyone gathered around, looking at the lifelike human head carved in Bitao's hand.
Following Bitao's instructions, they subdued the immortal in the courtyard with little effort.
Bitao didn't care whether Xu Xingshen's head could manifest its power; she only raised an eyebrow curiously: "Does a convicted star god still have the ability to send someone to ascension?"
The Dharma Protector paused for a moment before saying, "Indeed, it is possible."
"Moreover, every six months or a year, he would hold an 'Ascension Ceremony' in the realm of immortals."
“Every ascension ceremony is watched by countless immortals, and some are even chosen on the spot to ascend to the upper realm on the highest platform of their Nine Heavens Palace.”
"Many banished immortals came to his Nine Heavens Palace because of this, believing in him and hoping to be chosen by him to ascend to heaven."
Bitao's expression was indescribable.
Ascension to the Star Realm is divided into the Mysterious Star Realm and the Mortal Star Realm.
The Xuanxing Realm mainly relies on cultivation to reach the pinnacle. If the star realm cannot contain excessively powerful forces, it will warn the Heavenly Dao, which will then send down heavenly lightning. If the cultivator's Dao heart is harmonious, their merits are complete, and they are free from karmic entanglements, they can ascend to the Heavenly Realm through the lightning tribulation.
Or perhaps the cultivator performed a great act of saving all living beings, accumulating immeasurable merit and ascending to the heavens.
Ascension to the celestial realm is extremely difficult, often requiring a gruesome physical death or the suffering of inhuman torment, while remaining steadfast in one's original intentions and maintaining a benevolent heart. Only through a fortunate turn of events and the attainment of perfect merit can one achieve ascension.
Even after ascending to the upper realm, they were still called "merit dogs" and suffered endless exclusion and suppression.
This was the first time in her life that Bitao had ever heard of ascension being possible by being "chosen".
Who exactly is this Xu Xingshen?
Is it some ancient god who was lost in the vast ocean and created the world?
The goddess Nuwa could only create humans, not gods.
Even the Azure Nether Emperor and the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Realms wouldn't dare to "choose" someone to ascend to immortality.
Bitao and that "Xu Xingshen" stared at each other for a moment, then with a "whoosh," she threw his head to the ground.
This round of theirs is an "Ascension Tournament." Since this Xu Xingshen can send people to ascension, sooner or later they'll have to find out just how capable he is.
Bitao clapped her hands and directed the group, "Take these few with you, and quietly go back to the prison first. Let's get some immortal pearls first, and then we'll plan for the rest."
They came quietly and left quietly.
They returned to their cell at Guansuo Star Platform.
Everything was the same as before; those they had subdued were still lying obediently on the ground.
But once Bitao entered, she felt that everything was different.
The bluestone ground was so clean it was almost as shiny as the ground in Xianjing, reflecting light so clearly that it was a mirror. All the debris and splattered blood from before were gone.
She looked into the cell, where the bedding and utensils had vanished into thin air.
It was as if someone had gone crazy and cleaned everywhere after they left.
The others were so busy circling around the newly brought immortals that they hadn't noticed anything unusual about the cell.
She quickly looked around to check the formation, but it was all intact and no one had touched it.
Just as she was about to go further inside, a tall figure suddenly emerged from a dark cell where the ever-burning light seemed to be broken.
Bitao had not sensed this person's presence at all before!
She reacted with lightning speed, unleashing a palm strike imbued with the Wood Spirit, accompanied by a fierce gale, transforming it into countless peach petals, the killing blow aimed directly at the man's face—
At the same time, I felt something was wrong.
They were exposed.
She had to quickly warn everyone to run!
Sure enough, her ultimate move seemed to have fallen into the clouds and entered a vortex. The peach petals were easily dissolved and scattered by another scorching force.
The attack was merely a feint; the moment Bitao struck that palm, she turned and ran.
Unfortunately, she still couldn't escape; her wrist was grabbed.
They were helplessly dragged into the cell, where a barrier formation immediately enveloped the entire cell!
Bitao felt a chill run down her spine; this person's skills were a million times stronger than hers.
Were those two immortals who guarded the mountain personally present?
Today, I'm afraid everyone will die here.
Then Bitao raised her eyes with a stern expression and met the bright gold and red eyes.
Bitao: "..."
When they formed their formation, Dongjun didn't see a single person.
Bitao thought of the prison cell, where apart from the few bound immortals, everything was impossibly clean.
Staring at Dongjun in utter shock, he wasn't going with them to plunder the Immortal Pearls, but instead staying here alone—cleaning the prison cells?
What kind of obsessive cleanliness is this, bordering on incurable?
But since he's cleaning the prison cells, why doesn't he clean himself up a bit too?
The smell of blood on him was so strong it was pungent!
Bitao choked and took a step back.
Bitao stuffed her nose, her face full of disgust: "You..."
"look."
The two spoke at the same time.
Dongjun held up a cloth bag that was still dripping with blood in front of Bitao.
The cloth bag was bulging and covered in blood.
However, when Dongjun opened the bag and presented it to Bitao, Bitao was choked by the excessive and abundant spiritual energy of the five elements and wanted to back away.
"Cough cough cough..."
But after Bitao saw what was inside the bag, she coughed from the choking but didn't back away.
There were countless colorful fairy beads inside!
Bitao stared at herself as if she were Zhan Kui himself.
Dongjun chuckled softly, his voice low and magnetic.
He tucked the bag away and put it behind his back.
Then, he bent down slightly, tilted his head, leaned closer, looked at Bitao, and asked, "Do you want it?"
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