Chapter 13 "Peach Blossom!" It's the perfect time to be reborn as a human! ...
Bitao: "...I've heard of it."
But doesn't this Ice Mirror Immortal have a celestial position? It seems to be a guardian celestial master who helps bring rain and clouds, and he follows Mingguang's mother, General Kunyi, around to kill people. He rarely appears in Juntian.
He wouldn't even take the position of Heavenly Master to summon clouds and rain, and he refused to go to the Heavenly Dao position personally led by General Zuo, wanting to go down to the mortal realm to compete for celestial posts... Bi Tao's eyebrows twitched, and she realized what was going on when she thought of the few vacant celestial posts in the Thunder Department hanging on the Silver River Net.
She has gained enough work experience under the personal guidance of her "mother-in-law" and wants to use this competition to graduate and naturally become the Thunder King or Thunder Emperor.
The next step is a marriage alliance.
After all, the Immortal Emperor Kunyi, the Left General, was in a powerful marriage alliance with the Immortal Emperor when she was the Thunder Emperor.
Bitao suddenly realized.
No wonder every time she went after Mingguang, Binglun Zhenxian acted as anxious as if it were his father being targeted; it turns out he was defending his sister's "marriage".
Zhan Kui continued, "How about it? Once she's down to the mortal realm, she'll be a mere mortal. I'll help you kill her!"
Xuanjia, who had been standing quietly beside Bitao, suddenly transmitted his voice: "Me... too..."
Bitao: "...Wait, don't be so hasty."
She put her arms around one child on each side, patted their heads, and said, "Don't worry, Mingguang can only be mine. I have my own rhythm."
Zhan Kui expressed his belief, after all, Bi Tao really wants to do something, and there's nothing she can't do.
And then, whispering in Bitao's ear, he deliberately asked, "Hey, how did it feel when you and Mingguang Tianxian kissed the other day?"
The two brothers then fell silent, probably so angry they turned into a pair of bloated fish.
Bitao couldn't help but laugh.
Xuanjia was shocked: "They...kissed...they..."
Soon, the commotion below the sundial interrupted the three people's whispers and silenced all the contestants who were talking in private.
Under the stardial, the Immortal Emperor, who had been facing away from everyone and with his back to the stardial, slowly turned around.
Immediately, a high platform rose from the ground beneath his feet, and a wide chair made of solidified golden spirit supported his figure.
The golden crow totem, symbolizing the Six Heavenly Emperors, seemed to be alive, hovering around his shoulders and waist, its mouth open and chirping, its auspicious color spreading across the clouds.
Then it transformed into a gentle rain of blessings, pouring down.
All the immortals present couldn't help but hold their breath, because the Immortal Emperor guarded the sundial year-round and rarely appeared in the Imperial Palace. Many of the immortals in the crowd had never even seen him before.
To bestow such a large-scale blessing upon first meeting—the Immortal Emperor truly lives up to his title.
As soon as the Immortal Emperor Qingming sat down, two people immediately materialized on either side of him—the one on the left being the Eastern King Duke, who was in charge of Penglai Immortal Island and supervised the male immortals of the Nine Heavens.
—On the right is the Queen Mother of the West, who governs Kunlun Mountain and oversees the Nine Heavenly Fairies.
Although they were far apart, Bitao was, after all, a celestial being, and could clearly see the appearance of the Celestial Emperor sitting on the high platform.
But what Bitao noticed first was not his appearance, but his aura, which was as deep and vast as an abyss and as majestic and imposing as a mountain peak.
He stood beneath the sundial, atop the high platform, overlooking the immortals.
Although his height is exceptionally tall, it is not exaggerated.
But when you look at him, you feel as if you are not looking up at a tall and imposing man, but at a colossal figure, a desolate and cold night, or a vast and cloudless sky.
He seemed to have merged with the star trails behind him, majestic and towering.
Bitao was momentarily lost in thought, or rather, all the immortals were momentarily silent.
It wasn't until two attendants beside the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother struck the giant drum that had conjured out of thin air with their divine power that Bitao and the other immortals were startled awake.
Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Official, Earthly Official, and Water Official appeared in mid-air upon being summoned by the sound of the drum, and then transformed into spirits and sat down below the Immortal Emperor.
The drumbeats grew more intense, and the immortals who were usually strangers to each other and could only be recognized by the celestial spirits surrounding them and the style of their robes were summoned one after another, taking their seats like chess pieces in a row.
Finally, the drumbeats and the giant drum transformed into a golden crow with outstretched wings, soaring into the sky. In mid-air, it transformed into thousands of golden dragons, weaving and intertwining like needle and thread. A majestic figure, overlooking the heavens and earth, wearing a black robe with golden dragons and carrying the sun and moon wheels on its shoulders, stood tall in mid-air.
A moment later, the Dharma image in mid-air blinked, suddenly shrank, and finally transformed into a ray of light, taking a seat next to the Immortal Emperor.
After taking his seat, the light faded, and he became a wooden figure, as if his soul had left his body, with a graceful and jade-like appearance.
However, Bitao knows this person!
It can be said that all the immortals in the Nine Heavens know this person. He is the famous workaholic who reigns over the Nine Heavens alongside the Immortal Emperor—the Great Emperor of the Eastern Pole Azure Flower.
Although the ancient immortal race has been passed down to this day, many of the ancient immortal positions have been filled with stars and sundials. "When things reach their peak, they decline; when things are full, they wane; when things are at their strongest, they grow old."① The ancient immortal positions pervaded heaven and earth, and in the end, they will also return to heaven and earth.
After the ancient immortals returned to heaven, they entered the celestial realm and entered the cycle of yin and yang. After countless cycles of change, they would once again face tribulations in the celestial realm. These people were called incarnations of gods.
This is also why the ancient immortals were so arrogant; they considered themselves to be incarnations of the ancient immortals.
Xuanjia was mistaken by Xuantian's immortal position as the incarnation of the Four Spirits Xuanwu.
Even the Celestial Emperors ascended to their current realms through countless transformations, but the Great Emperor of the Eastern Azure Flower Realm was a true ancient celestial being who never reincarnated through the cycle of stars.
He was not only famous in the Celestial Realm, but also highly sought after in all the myriad realms.
Because... he likes to slice himself into pieces.
The most famous incarnation is the Ten Directions Savior from Suffering Heaven, but in reality, the Eastern Azure Emperor has countless incarnations.
Among the countless stars in the Milky Way, civilizations have risen and fallen countless times, yet there are still those who worship the Great Emperor of Qinghua in the Eastern Pole.
It is said that he even personally transformed into a missionary, and even had an incarnation as a god in the underworld.
The immortal spirits of the immortals come from the star dial, but the faith power within the star dial comes from the Milky Way.
Faith and merit are the power of the divine.
Therefore, in the celestial realm, in terms of celestial power, status, achievements, and the degree of respect from all immortals, it is not the Celestial Emperor, but the Great Emperor of the Eastern Azure Flower.
This was the first time the Heavenly Realm had publicly competed for celestial positions. Even the Celestial Emperor, who had been the gnomon for many years, personally appeared as the judge. However, the Great Emperor of the Eastern Azure Flower Realm only pressed the drumbeats of the Gathering Immortals Drum and appeared as an incarnation of a god.
Moreover, he was all show and no substance; he didn't even blink after sitting down.
Even the Immortal Emperor, who remained as still as a mountain, glanced at him slightly, but didn't bother with the "wooden man."
After all, this celestial workaholic single-handedly relieves suffering in countless star realms, wishing he could bear all the world's hardships by himself; who would dare to criticize him?
Once all the "presiding judges" and immortals had arrived, the high-ranking immortals from the Nine Heavens also stepped out from the crowd, ascended the high platform, and took their seats according to their rank and seniority.
The immortals were all secretly excited.
After all, to see so many high-ranking immortals at once is truly a once-in-a-lifetime encounter.
When Bitao saw Zhu Mingxiandu, she was unusually serious, without any mockery or disdain. She was not dressed in any fancy or luxurious clothes, but only in a simple robe with a landscape painting of Penglai.
He stood not far from the Eastern King, removing the overly ornate decorations, which gave him an absurdly delicate and demure appearance.
Once the celestial officials were seated, the Celestial Emperor, sitting on the high platform, waved his hand, and various colored spiritual threads, as fine as spider silk and as delicate as hair, emerged from the brows and hearts of all the immortals.
The spiritual threads were drawn straight into the sky by the Immortal Emperor's golden spirit, and soon they intertwined into a net in the air—a silver net that almost covered the sky and the sun appeared!
The rules of the Immortal Selection Competition, accompanied by the divine might of the Immortal Emperor, were solemn and awe-inspiring, and could not be violated lightly, even though no one recited them.
The gods in charge of the year, month, day, and hour ascended into the sky above the crowd, each holding a miniature sundial. With the approval of the Celestial Emperor, they joined forces to infuse the sundial with spiritual energy and manipulated the yin-yang wheel of the Milky Way.
The sound, like the roar of an ancient dragon, resounded in everyone's ears. The gnomon began to turn, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.
The whispering man's head stopped moving, the immortal's eyes, which had been half-open, were half-closed, and even the strands of hair that were being stirred by the spiritual wind and the robes that were being lifted slightly were frozen in mid-air.
Bitao lost consciousness for a moment.
It wasn't the kind of dynamic loss of sensation that comes with fainting, but rather as if one were sealed in time and space, lost in a realm no one could reach. A vast loneliness and emptiness enveloped one in an instant, all five senses were lost, and all six desires were extinguished.
When the distant rumble subsided, the gnomon of the stardial pointed due east.
The eastern star realm gradually appeared, its light shimmering, and fragments of stars scattered like pearls.
These celestial realms shimmered in the east, outlining a reclining dragon shape that stretched across the sky, while the celestial realm on the dragon's belly, which the gnomon was pointing to, suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.
Golden light condensed into a compassionate image of a monk wearing a robe, with a long beard and a tall crown, his hair and beard all white, holding a rabbit in his left hand and a mirror in his right—it was the Sun Rabbit of the Star God Fang.
After Fang Ritu appeared, he bowed slightly in the direction of the Immortal Emperor. Then, he flipped the mirror on his right hand, gathered the golden light of the star gnomon, and refracted the golden light from the chest and abdomen of the Azure Dragon toward the Six Imperial Platforms of the Immortal Contestants.
Golden light, like water, gently washed over all the immortals.
Bitao gasped suddenly, her soul returning to its place in horror.
The other immortals were also terrified, gasping for breath.
The first reaction of everyone was to talk to those around them. For a moment, they forgot about their high-ranking immortal positions and began to chatter noisily.
Zhan Kui, clutching his chest, was still shaken: "I...I thought I had just died!"
The same feeling applies to the peach blossom.
She nodded, subconsciously squinting to try and see Zhan Kui clearly, but saw that the hand Zhan Kui was pressing against his chest emitted golden light.
"Huh?" she thought uncontrollably. "Isn't Zhan Kui a water elementalist? Why is he emitting a golden aura?"
The next instant, golden light emanated from her body.
Where the golden light spread, her spirit slowly melted into golden spirit, which was carried eastward by a gentle breeze.
Everyone looked up like her and saw the extraordinary phenomena in the sky, as if all the immortals had transformed into spirits.
The rules above the silver net dissipated, and instead reflected the faces of everyone, some terrified, some bewildered, and some excited.
"That's Fang Su!" Even as most of Bi Tao's body dissipated, she could still hear a beautiful voice behind her exclaiming in delight, "The teleportation has begun!"
It turns out the teleportation has started.
The feeling of being imprisoned and sealed away disappeared at this moment. Bitao could feel the warm breeze on her face. With her two hands, which had not yet dissipated, she grasped Zhan Kui and Xuan Jia on either side of her.
It is currently the height of summer in July, and if I remember correctly, today is the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.
The Four Duty Officers adjust the gnomon, and the Sun Rabbit of the Room comes to guide all the immortals to descend to the mortal realm.
July... is the Qixi Festival in the mortal world, a time for people to practice needlework, seek cleverness by observing spiders, worship Kui Xing (the God of Literature), and pray for children. It is truly a good time to be reborn as a human!
Just as Bitao was calmly watching herself dissipate, a familiar voice suddenly called out from behind: "Bitao!"
Bitao turned around in surprise, because the voice calling her was that of Binglun Zhenxian.
Because of its high immortal rank, the Ice Wheel Immortal dissipated relatively slowly under the golden light of teleportation, with only its outline becoming slightly blurred. At this moment, the Ice Mirror Immortal beside it had already disappeared.
When he saw Bitao turn around, she didn't curse or jump up, nor did she show any disdain or arrogance. Her slightly blurred eyes even revealed a complex expression.
He then took a jade pendant from his belt and threw it directly at Bitao.
At the same time, they opened their mouths and mouthed two words.
Bitao didn't accept the jade pendant; instead, she stared wide-eyed.
In a flash, Bitao even wondered, had Binglun finally gone mad? Could she just give away her personal jade pendant so casually?
If Mingguang saw this, he would think they were having an affair!
Unexpectedly, the jade pendant transformed into a silver spirit in mid-air and disappeared into Bitao's dissipating body in the blink of an eye.
"Bitao!" someone else called out to her, their voice hoarse and strained.
The voice sounded strangely familiar.
Who is it?
But Bitao didn't have time to turn around.
The body, which had dissipated to half its original size, suddenly burst into a golden spirit and surged towards the lower realm teleportation portal, while its consciousness also vanished completely.
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