Chapter 127 Antidote: Did you drug me?
For the first time in her life, Bitao lost all her strength and abilities.
Lying in Mingguang's arms, she said to Taiji, who dared not come any closer, "Taiji, I'm fine."
She just touched herself and realized that Shuying's two stabs had luckily not damaged her internal organs. The wound on her waist was tightly bound and the bleeding had begun to slow down, so she wouldn't die anytime soon.
Bitao said to Taiji, "Quickly check if there's anyone left in this courtyard who can be saved..."
Upon hearing Bitao's words, Taiji scrambled around to examine the corpses scattered on the ground, carefully searching for any remaining breaths.
Taiji is a unique and miraculous healer. In his past life in the mortal realm, he was known as someone who could snatch lives from the clutches of Yama, the King of Hell. He could save most of the people that ordinary doctors could not.
Taiji walked around the hall and found that he couldn't save a single person.
Those whose hands and feet were cut off were somewhat better off, but the key was that Mingguang was clearly aiming to leave no survivors, with every strike aimed at vital points.
Occasionally, a person whose head and body were not separated would also die from bleeding due to a ruptured major artery.
Even Tai Chi, a man who ascended to immortality by disemboweling himself, felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground.
As the saying goes, when the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be killed.
Mingguang Xuanxian has always been an upright and honest gentleman who blends in with the world, and is absolutely not associated with the word "cruel".
The tragic deaths of the immortals in this courtyard have completely overturned his long-held virtue and the respect he received from all the immortals.
The "rescuers" standing dumbfounded at the door were led by Yun Chuan, and their gazes toward Ming Guang changed several times.
However, he quickly brought his men in, and after finding that Mingguang himself was unharmed, he led his men out again and captured all the immortals who had fled from the courtyard in a panic.
Before dawn, the entire city of Luofan was filled with an atmosphere of panic and fear.
Those who fled the immortal positions all shouted, "Murder! Murder!"
The city of Luofan is a melting pot of all sorts of people, but actually, there aren't many instances of people dying there.
After all, the immortals who had the most disputes all wanted to return to heaven to obtain their positions. Even if they were tortured like pigs and dogs, they would not allow their hands to be tainted by any karma.
cause and effect.
Yes, cause and effect!
Bitao remembered that her subordinates had said that the backlash of cause and effect would turn a celestial being into a mortal.
From then on, he could no longer use the Immortal Pearl to restore his abilities, and because he was an "outsider," he was unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation here.
Born as mortal beings unable to harness spiritual power, they die as wandering, homeless ghosts.
As Mingguang carried Bitao toward the inn, Bitao's mind was filled with thoughts of karmic retribution.
She felt that she had probably lost too much blood or that her five aggregates were out of balance; her mind was still foggy and unclear.
She bit her tongue so hard it was raw, and only with the pain in her abdomen did she manage to regain a few slivers of clarity and alertness.
Upon arriving at the inn, I struggled to come up with a solution.
Taiji gave Bitao some medicine to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain, and then re-bandaged her wound.
Bitao recovered somewhat and sent someone to inform the Dharma Protector Hanshang that everyone should do their own thing today and discuss the follow-up matters tomorrow.
Then, with Tai Chi's help, they returned to the outside of Mingguang's room.
"Did you give him the tranquilizer?" Bitao asked Taiji at the door of Mingguang's room.
Taiji nodded: "I drank it. I increased the dosage as the fairy said. It can calm down even a mad bull."
Bitao nodded, her lips somewhat pale, and weakly patted Taiji's head, praising, "Well done, very well done."
“If you hadn’t insisted on coming along, I really wouldn’t know which physicians in this Fallen City I could trust.”
Tai Chi really helped Bitao a lot.
Before descending to the mortal realm, even Bitao couldn't have imagined that her celestial status would temporarily be reduced to that of a mortal. Unable to heal her injuries on her own, she needed a trusted physician to accompany her for treatment.
I was very happy to be praised for my Tai Chi skills.
He always felt that ever since he met Fairy Bitao and was saved from dire straits in his childhood, this was the kind of praise he had always wanted to hear.
For such praise, he traversed mountains and seas and time, pursuing it throughout his life, literally chasing it from the human world to the heavens.
However, with Fairy Bitao so badly injured, Taiji dares not be too happy.
He even harbored resentment towards that Mingguang Xuanxian.
I think he's lost his mind to this extent, making things this bad, and he's completely unworthy of the wise and intelligent Fairy Bitao.
"Fairy Maiden, Luofan City is a forbidden place for spirits. These two cuts you made were not light. Remember not to fight with other people, and do not touch the wounds."
Tai Chi frowned slightly, a rare occurrence, and said, "We shouldn't overwork ourselves."
Bitao chuckled and reached out to flick the wrinkle between his brows.
"This little brat has already learned to frown."
Tai Chi immediately revealed the vertical lines between his eyebrows.
He's not a little kid anymore; he's lived a full, long life like an ordinary person.
But in front of Bitao Xuanxian... he was indeed willing to be a child for the rest of his life.
Taiji obediently carried Bitao's arm, supporting her body weight, and knocked on the door for her.
No one answered the door, so Taiji knocked a few more times. The door opened a crack, clearly not closed properly.
Bitao prepared to go straight in.
As Taiji released her, he pleaded softly, "Fairy Bitao, Yun Chuan and the others went to collect the corpses of those immortals. Can I go?"
"I have not dissected the immortal position yet."
Taiji looked at Bitao with his heterochromatic eyes and said with longing, "I want to know what the difference is between the meridians of immortals and mortals."
"If there are enough samples..." Once Mingguang Xuanxian suffers a backlash and becomes a mortal, it might be possible to replace his spiritual veins.
However, Taiji did not say the rest.
He dared not make any boasts, fearing that if he failed, Fairy Bitao would be disappointed in him.
Bitao nodded: "Go ahead, since you've already killed them, you can do whatever you want with the corpses."
Although in the mortal world, corpses are given special respect, and the dead are considered to be of paramount importance.
But Bitao, being a celestial being, knew that when a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; once the soul leaves the body, the past is extinguished, and all love, hate, passion, and obsession will vanish without a trace.
The corpse will begin to decompose over time, and it will just be a piece of human-shaped flesh.
Tai Chi's joy was evident on his face, and his two yin-yang eyes produced two vortexes of delight.
No one would be this happy to cut someone open.
When Bitao entered, she was still sighing, surrounded by a group of "madmen".
After pushing the door open, Bitao thought she would see Mingguang asleep.
Such a large dose of sedatives would have knocked out even a cow.
But Mingguang sat properly at the table, his body cleaned of blood and grime, clean and frosty, like a snow god untouched by dust.
Her damp, long hair was not tied up, but draped freely over her shoulders. Her fingers, which had been covered in sticky blood, were now washed clean by the water and turned a jade-white color. She held a rough porcelain teacup in the inn, making the teacup look like a precious jewel.
He was clearly awake but did not answer the door. Now, seeing Bitao enter, he looked calm and showed no fear of karmic retribution after killing a group of people.
He seemed completely unaware of the serious consequences of his actions.
Once entangled in karma, he will not only fail the competition, but he may even lose his immortal status and be unable to pass the Five Thunder Formation, truly becoming a mortal.
Bitao felt a dryness in her throat and was filled with sorrow.
But seeing such a bright light still made me feel a dizzying mix of excitement and joy.
In any case, it's good that he's alright.
The people he killed were definitely not good people.
Having spent so many years lurking in Luofan City, intercepting immortals and seeking their deaths, even if his hands haven't directly stained the ground with blood, he may have indirectly caused the deaths of others. Perhaps he himself is already burdened with countless karmic debts.
Moreover, Bitao has a way to make Mingguang's behavior seem reasonable.
She would never let the consequences backfire on him.
Bitao walked to the table, reached out and touched Mingguang's brow bone, then gently wrapped her arms around his chest.
She lowered her head and kissed his damp, long hair.
"Don't be afraid, Mingguang."
Bitao said, "I will never let anything happen to you."
"It's all my fault for not noticing sooner that something was wrong with you."
She shouldn't have indulged in Mingguang's unusual gentleness without explaining Dongjun's situation in time.
In his search for her, Mingguang showed extra kindness even to Shuying, who resembled her, which is why he was deceived.
He had been suppressing his anxiety for too long in order to find himself.
All her emotions had accumulated, and she finally erupted when she saw Shuying stab her in the abdomen to take the Immortal Pearl.
From the moment Bitao began to condense her spirit, she felt that although Mingguang had also stayed in his mother's womb for ninety years, he was still a "child".
Based on the age at which she developed sentience on the large peach tree, Mingguang is younger than her, even though he hasn't condensed his spirit.
She always saw herself as an elder and a protector.
Now that Mingguang has lost his mind and senses because of her, how could Bitao possibly let him really end up with no chance of dying?
No matter how calm Mingguang appeared, Bitao could see through his composed exterior and perceive his panic.
Bitao gently touched Mingguang's cold face and warmed it with her hands.
Lift his head and place a kiss on his forehead.
He said, "Don't force yourself after taking the sedative. Go to sleep and leave everything to me."
"I always keep my word. I can help you solve anything you are unwilling, afraid, or unable to face."
"Believe me."
Mingguang looked up at Bitao, his pure golden eyes without a trace of impurity, as if they were inlaid with two warm suns.
He asked Bitao, "What are you going to do?"
"I killed a celestial being, and I will surely suffer the consequences of karma."
"I will become a completely ordinary person."
"I will be unable to return to heaven, unable to enter the underworld, and will become a lonely ghost in this world."
Mingguang grasped Bitao's hand that was caressing his eyebrows and eyes, and stubbornly asked her, "Will you stay with me?"
"Just like you once promised the Oath Stone, you will stay by my side no matter what happens."
"Shall we become a couple of lonely ghosts?"
Bitao looked at him and felt that something was off about him.
How could Mingguang be like this... But Bitao herself is still not clear-headed, and has to shake her head from time to time, relying on the pain in her breasts to maintain her clarity.
He attributed everything Mingguang did and his behavior to the intense burning of the five yin.
Bitao chuckled softly, touching Mingguangfeng's straight nose, and said, "Don't you think a hundred years for a mortal couple is too short?"
"Lonely ghosts wander the world. If they have nowhere to go and cannot reincarnate, their consciousness will be completely consumed in less than a hundred years."
"Even if we're lucky enough to still exist by then, we'll be strangers to each other. How tragic would that be?"
"So you're going to leave me?" A cold glint appeared in Mingguang's eyes.
Bitao lowered her head and pressed her lips to his brow again, using them to soothe all his anxiety and fear.
"Of course not. I already told you to trust me, I can take you with me to the afterlife."
What do you want to do?
"No matter how capable you are, you cannot stop the backlash of cause and effect."
Mingguang's golden eyes narrowed as he asked Bitao, "Are you lying to me? You'll abandon me and die when the time is right? Isn't that right?"
As Mingguang spoke, he stood up from the table, grabbed Bitao's wrists, and placed her hands on his face.
He said, "Anyway, the only thing you like from beginning to end is my face."
“Now there’s someone who looks exactly like me, stronger and more rational than me, even higher in the sky. Are you going to keep climbing and pick another fruit? Hmm?”
Bitao: "..."
She was both amused and exasperated by Mingguang's bewildered state.
But no matter what Mingguang becomes, she will never give up on him.
So she shook her head, pinched her brow, and bit her tongue.
Taking advantage of the Qingming Festival, he said, "What nonsense are you spouting? I said I could take you to heaven, and I will."
"I told you I wouldn't let you suffer the consequences of karma, and I can prevent it from happening to you. Why don't you believe me?"
"Then tell me what you're going to do!" Mingguang pressed Bitao.
Bitao didn't want to reveal her plans, but she was afraid that Mingguang would lose control and do something foolish again.
She said, "We were both arrested together. You went crazy and killed people because you saw me get stabbed."
"As long as I'm dead, that's all that matters."
"As long as I die because of those two stabs from Shuying, your killing of those people will only be considered excessive self-defense. The consequences will absolutely not fall on your head."
"Moreover, those people will not be cleansed either. Even if they are cleansed when they pass away, you may suffer a little in the tribulation of lightning, but it will not affect your passing away and attainment of your position."
"Mingguang, don't worry, I..."
So you want to die?
Mingguang gripped Bitao's arm tightly, his breath trembling.
"You're willing to die for me?"
"You're not competing anymore? If you die, how will you ascend to heaven and prove your position?"
"You'll be disqualified from the competition. Then... won't you just leave me all behind?!"
"Mingguang!"
"Listen to me."
Bitao reached out and hugged him, soothing his trembling body that was overly excited.
He whispered in his ear, "Have you forgotten? I have the heart of compassion for all living beings. I will never die."
"I will not fail in the competition..."
Bitao was absolutely forbidden from revealing her plans to anyone. The Milky Way was watching everything closely, for secrets are the best policy, and leaks will lead to failure.
The things that really need to be done cannot be told to anyone.
But she was afraid that Mingguang would suffer despair and pain again because of misunderstandings.
Therefore, Bitao revealed her plan in its entirety. In any case, if the ancient immortal clan learned of this plan in advance and interfered, she would have other ways to deal with it.
Therefore, Bitao said, "Isn't the ascension ceremony about to begin? I won't die right away."
"I won't treat it for now. We'll leave here and travel day and night. I'll just die in the Nine Heavens Palace during the ascension ceremony."
"At that time, karma will not turn against you, and my compassionate heart, if it dies in a place like the Nine Heavens Palace, will surely find a chance to be reborn."
“Since Xu Xingshen wants to send someone to ascend to heaven, I can try to attach myself to the chosen person and ascend together.”
"Once I pass the tribulation of lightning, the five thunderbolts will bestow gifts upon me, and the lightning will naturally reshape my body."
"After all, none of the rules for these three competitions stated that one cannot possess another person's body to die, right?"
"I'm not lying to you, I said I have a way, and I really do."
Mingguang finally calmed down.
Bitao touched his face and smiled confidently at him.
Mingguang looked at her, and after a moment he also laughed.
"You're so smart."
Mingguang said, "Even though I've made things this bad, you can still shift the cause and effect for me and even return to heaven to prove your position."
Bitao raised an eyebrow and puffed out her chest, saying, "Of course! Who am I? I'm Little Peach Branch!"
Mingguang stroked Bitao's face and said softly, "That's right, you are a little peach branch. The moment you condense your spirit, you will devour me, a little peach branch with the celestial status."
"My little peach branch."
Mingguang lowered his head and kissed Bitao's lips.
Bitao was initially enjoying it, thinking to herself that she had finally calmed Mingguang down.
But when Mingguang took off his waist belt and shirt and pulled her to the bedside, Bitao became a little scared.
It's not anything else... Of course she's willing to be intimate with Mingguang.
But the wound on her stomach was only treated casually.
If you're going to die in the Nine Heavens Palace, you can't be properly treated; you have to make sure you neither die nor recover along the way.
However, Luofan City forbids spiritual energy, so she is now no different from a mortal.
Given the force of Mingguang's impact, Bitao might die in bed after the fight.
"Mingguang... wait a minute, Mingguang..."
"Mingguang, if you want, is it possible for me to help you in another way?"
She really couldn't withstand his stubbornness in her current state.
But Mingguang was already in a bad state and wouldn't listen to Bitao at all.
"Mingguang..."
The broadcast over the Silver River was cut off when the bed curtains for the two people fell.
The final scene shows Mingguang Xuanxian's bare back and damp long hair covering Bitao Xuanxian's body.
The immortals certainly enjoyed watching this kind of excitement.
"But isn't this a bit too exciting! Bitao Xuanxian is still injured! How did Mingguang Xuanxian turn into a beast after the Five Yin Blaze!"
"He's more than just a beast, he's a demon! He killed those immortals before and didn't even leave them with a complete corpse. Mingguang Xuanxian used to be such a good liar, with all that reputation for never speaking harshly to lower-ranking immortals, but now it's all a lie! All a lie!"
"The loss of control over the Five Aggregates is terrifying. I feel like Mingguang Xuanxian has become a completely different person. He has caused such a disaster, yet he keeps pressuring Bitao Xuanxian to die for him!"
"Aa ...
"Yes, I have admired the Immortal Mingguang for so many years, but now the god is dead."
"Even if the five yin elements are extremely strong, it wouldn't be like this. It can only mean that he has always been this kind of person. He was too good at disguising himself before, too high and mighty, so no one noticed!"
"I truly shed tears for Bitao Xuanxian. I used to think that Bitao Xuanxian was unworthy of Mingguang Xuanxian. Now I see that Bitao Xuanxian is good in every way, except that her taste is terrible! She fell in love with such a hypocrite and was even willing to die for him!"
"The method that Bitao Xuanxian mentioned could actually lead to returning to heaven, but it's just exploiting a loophole. Now that she's said it to appease Mingguang Xuanxian, so many people in the Nine Heavens who hate her will definitely try to fill this loophole."
"If Bitao Xuanxian is really dead... she will definitely not be able to come back. Even if she can ascend again later, she will fail the competition. It was not easy for a wild immortal to climb to the position of Xuanxian... Alas, what a pity."
"I don't believe it. I think Mingguang Xuanxian might have some plan or did this on purpose..."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Mingguang Xuanxian could never be that kind of person! Aaaaaaaahh ...
...
The immortals on the Milky Way were incredulous, but none of them felt it more deeply than Bitao.
Her clothes were ripped open, and she lay there with her mind in a daze, thinking, "How could my Mingguang have become like this?" "My Mingguang could never have become like this."
Unlike Yin Hangu, he did not think that this was Mingguang's true nature.
Bitao knows Mingguang too well; it couldn't be like that.
The fact that he is in this state now must mean that someone from the ancient immortal clan has done something to him!
Bitao gritted her teeth, vowing to make those who had tampered with Mingguang pay a terrible price.
She clung to Mingguang's shoulders and back, still comforting him even now.
She spoke softly to him, "My little darling, please spare my life. I really can't take your torment right now. How about I owe you for now? Once we're out of Luofan City, I can control my injuries myself, and you can do whatever you want with me..."
Mingguang's state of being ready to act suddenly came to a halt.
He looked closely at Bitao, who gazed at him with eyes full of doting affection, as if she would painfully agree even if he were to act like a beast.
Mingguang asked her, "Why do you spoil me so much?"
Bitao: "..."
Mingguang sat up, took a pill from beside the bed, and brought it to Bitao's lips, saying, "Eat it."
"What is this..." Bitao asked, but opened her mouth without any warning.
Before she could swallow, Mingguang grabbed her chin and pinched it into a chicken beak shape.
"You'll eat anything I give you? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
Bitao looked at Mingguang, meeting his clear gaze. She grabbed his hair, wrapped it around her hand, and pulled him close, looking at him seriously: "You...are you awake?"
"Wait, you're faking it?!"
"you……"
Bitao suddenly tried to get up.
Mingguang suddenly pressed down on her shoulder and said, "Don't move, or the wound on your waist will tear."
"Swallow it. It's the antidote."
"What antidote?"
"You drugged me?"
"Mingguang, what exactly happened to you? Explain yourself!"
Mingguang got up, knelt down by the bed, and reached out to rub Bitao's throat with his thumb.
"Swallow it, and we'll talk again when you're more awake."
"Why am I not thinking straight?"
Although Bitao was completely confused, she still swallowed the medicine.
Mingguang got down from the ground, shirtless, wearing only a piece of cloth covering his body, and poured Bitao a cup of tea.
It's warm, just right for eating.
Then he came back, hooked his arm around Bitao's neck, slowly helped her up, and fed her a bowl of water.
Bitao lay there, waiting for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and the hazy, confused feeling that had been lingering in her mind ever since she saw Mingguang gradually cleared up.
The more lucid she became, the more she felt that something was definitely wrong with the whole thing.
Mingguang sat quietly by the bed, watching her.
Bitao broke out in a hot sweat, and after the effects of the medicine had completely worn off, she was perfectly sober.
But the first thing they noticed was: "How come you have so many injuries? How did you get hurt like this!"
Mingguang's entire body was like a colorful canvas, covered with layers upon layers of scars.
But he seemed oblivious, glanced down at himself, and said, "It's just the simplest way to stay awake."
Are you feeling better?
Mingguang took the robe he had taken off earlier and used it to wipe the sweat from Bitao's forehead.
Bitao looked at him, frowned, and asked, "So everything you did before was intentional, right?"
"But do you know how severe the karmic repercussions are after killing someone!"
Why did you do that?
"What drug did you give me? Why did you drug me! Can't we discuss things together..."
"Don't rush." Mingguang lowered his head and touched Bitao's lips with his finger.
He gently touched her eyes with his fingertips again and said, "Lie down, I'll tell you everything."
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