Chapter 140 The Cold Shoulder Plan Was Arrived Riding on His Own Brother.
Bitao stared intently at Zhan Kui and said, "You originally had no intention of participating in the third competition. It was only because Guanghan was not accepted by the Six Star Attendants of the Southern Dipper, and as the successor of the Star God, he could not take over the position of the Six Generals, that you followed him down here, right?"
"If I hadn't heard Dongjun mention the records about Zhujiuyin, how long were you planning to keep lying to me?"
Bitao rarely spoke to Zhan Kui with such a stern tone: "You are Zhan Kui, the koi fairy who condensed her spirit under the Water Lily Bridge in the Taiqing Realm. Even if you transform into Zhulong, you are not Zhu Jiuyin, who died in ancient times to protect his master. Are you influenced by those inheritances and willing to sacrifice your life for Guanghan?!"
Zhan Kui wasn't very smart to begin with, and after being exposed, he couldn't come up with any excuse to deceive Bi Tao.
So he decided to throw caution to the wind and looked at Bitao, saying, "I did receive a part of Zhujiuyin's inheritance, but I know I am not Zhujiuyin. I was not misled by the inheritance."
"I just...I just..."
Zhan Kui, lacking in confidence, compensated with his voice: "I've just fallen for someone!"
“Look how stupid he is. Letting him compete alone, Mingguang doesn’t like him and doesn’t care about him, and you don’t have time to look after him either…”
“Just like before, if it weren’t for me, I don’t know what happened to his body. Without the Immortal Pearl, he still couldn’t use spiritual energy. Those people wouldn’t let him go, and he would definitely have rotted in the sewage.”
Bitao remained silent, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms as she looked at Zhan Kui with a cold and stern expression.
She was just like Mingguang at times.
Zhan Kui was most afraid of Ming Guang, so he forced himself to stare at Bi Tao like that.
This time, Zhan Kui kept her mouth shut and didn't tell anyone that she had received the inheritance, not even Guang Han herself knew.
She couldn't help but wonder, "Guanghan doesn't even know I like him."
How did you find out?
Bitao sneered, thinking to herself, how could one possibly hide their affection for someone?
The feelings of affection might be hidden by someone else, simply by lowering one's eyelids.
The light flowing in Zhan Kui's enormous eyes was practically a declaration to the world.
Guanghan doesn't know?
Guanghan couldn't know any better.
What Bitao fears is that Guanghan, knowing full well Zhankui's sincere affection, will deliberately take advantage of him.
Because Zhan Kui spent so much time with Bi Tao, he didn't become very bright, but he habitually put himself in the role of protector.
She used to have incredible luck, which was fine, but now that she's lost her luck and invested her emotions, how can she protect herself?
In this astral realm, even the brightest light has to pretend there's nowhere to go, turning from light to darkness. With Zhan Kui's limited abilities, let alone protecting Guang Han, even saving himself would be difficult.
If Dongjun hadn't tried to sabotage her competition by using Zhan Kui as leverage, and if Bitao hadn't schemed to get Dongjun to help Zhan Kui, even Bitao wouldn't have had the time to save her.
However, Bitao felt sorry for Zhankui, who had become so thin, and didn't specifically target her tender spot.
He then said, "How could I not know?"
"You dared to flirt with the ancient Earthly Fiend King who is thousands of years old, but when you discovered Dongjun in this star realm who looks exactly like Mingguang, you didn't even think about making a move on him. Is that reasonable?"
"You're going to suppress your true feelings and endure everything for Guanghan's sake?"
Zhan Kui: "No... this time it really wasn't because of love that I restrained myself."
Zhan Kui, no longer caring about feeling guilty, exclaimed in shock, "Sister, aren't you overestimating me?"
"Anyone else will do, but... looking just like Mingguang is really not an option!"
Zhan Kui waved his hands rapidly in front of him: "I didn't mean the lighting was bad..."
Mingguang's appearance, wisdom, and abilities are top-notch among the younger generation of Jiutian.
But Zhan Kui was truly afraid of Ming Guang.
Even before she transformed into a fairy, she watched Mingguang, who was just a child at the time, walk across the Shuichun Bridge with a cold and dignified expression.
At that time, Zhan Kui knew that Ming Guang would be the future emperor.
He is the most noble and powerful person in the heavens.
Later, if it weren't for Bitao's fondness for Mingguang, even a lowly and weak wild fairy like Zhankui would have avoided Mingguang!
Although Mingguang never actually attacked Zhankui, all things considered, among all the immortals in the Nine Heavens, apart from those ancient beings who have lived for tens of thousands of years, there are very few who are not afraid of Mingguang.
Only Bitao managed to force the cold and ruthless ruler Mingguang to reveal his tenderness through her own abilities!
Mingguang treats everyone the same way he always has, without ever changing.
Faced with such an overly solemn and icy face, Zhan Kui would not even think of flirting with her; she would lose all worldly desires and become devoid of all worldly concerns.
If I had to use a metaphor... in Zhan Kui's mind, Ming Guang was on the same level as her non-existent "father".
Especially since they inherited the ancient legacy of Zhujiuyin.
In the traditions and beliefs of the ancient immortal clan, the Emperor is absolutely not to be offended.
Thinking of this, Zhan Kui didn't bother to talk about Guang Han anymore and carefully described the ancient heritage of Zhu Jiuyin to Bi Tao.
Zhan Kui said, "The ancient immortal clan has a strict hierarchical system in its lineage."
"Before I descended to the mortal realm, I actually asked Xuanjia about the matter of inheritance when I was talking to him."
"But my situation is different from Xuanjia's. Xuanjia is an incarnation of a god, and the lineage of incarnations of gods is broken. Xuanjia's lineage only contains the power of the Star God, and not much of the ancient awe-inspiring power."
"Although I am a young dragon of the Candle Dragon, I am truly transformed from the spirit of the ancient Candle Dragon. I have not inherited much of its power; it is all those outdated and rigid ideas."
Zhan Kui looked distressed as he spoke: "There isn't even a proper martial arts technique suitable for Zhu Jiuyin!"
Because she is a mount, the inheritance teaches her how to be a proper mount, not to disobey her master, and to be ready to sacrifice her life for her master at any time, etc.
"In short... it's hard to describe."
Zhan Kui himself is fearless, but he worries that Bi Tao's actions will invite retaliation.
Zhan Kui said to Bi Tao, "When you do things in the future, be a little more careful, and don't be too mean to Ming Guang."
Zhan Kui only understood why the ancient immortal clans could not tolerate what Bi Tao did to Ming Guang after he received the inheritance.
"The system that is passed down has a captivating power."
Zhan Kui said, "If my lord is disgraced, I will die."
"The ancient immortal race is a whole. They will feel the tragic and resolute spirit of 'I will go even if there are thousands of people against me' because of the same belief."
Bitao was all alone, her small boat swaying in the wind. Zhan Kui, unwilling to see her sacrifice herself, crashed into the iceberg.
Bitao scoffed, "You're still influenced by the tradition."
Bitao stood up and glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the sky above her head. She saw the omnipresent silvery sky, the dark, cloud-covered expanse above her.
Bitao said, "My Zhankui is arrogant and unruly, and he doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He would never say such a thing."
Upon hearing this, Zhan Kui's lips parted slightly, as if he instinctively wanted to refute.
But Bitao's words were like a wake-up call to her head.
It made her soul tremble within her body, and made a part of her unconsciously integrate into the inheritance, accepting the ideas of the inheritance—like a tiny flying insect that suddenly breaks free from a spider web and flaps its wings!
As Bitao walked to the door, Zhan Kui suddenly stood up from beside the table.
Staring at her back, he swallowed hard and said, "Peach, in this critical moment, you don't need to worry about me!"
Bitao turned her head and looked into her eyes, knowing that her words of admonition had had an effect.
With a satisfied smile, she rolled her eyes and said, "I really can't take care of you, especially since you're carrying Guanghan, this burden, and you've lost your luck..."
"Since you decided to come down from the heavens, you are responsible for your own life or death, victory or defeat."
Upon hearing this, Zhan Kui relaxed, as she was genuinely afraid that Bi Tao would make any further compromises for her sake.
Bitao left the house, and Zhan Kui sat down cross-legged, solemnly examining his meridians and spiritual platform.
Zhan Kui realized that there might be problems with his own lineage.
She's probably been sabotaged by the ancient immortal clan!
When necessary, she would stay far away from Bitao.
As soon as Bitao stepped outside, she saw Guanghan at the door.
Guanghan's wound had been stitched up and healed, but he still vividly remembered the pain he had suffered. As he walked, he subconsciously held his abdomen, as if afraid that his liver and intestines would spill out.
After speaking to Bitao, he said, "That map needs to be combined with some real terrain features to make a deduction."
"I need some time."
Bitao looked at him and nodded: "We will set off in a few days. We will go from Luofan City to Jiuxiao Palace. If you want to see any geographical locations along the way, just tell me."
Guanghan nodded.
I walked past the peach tree, intending to enter.
Bitao, standing beside him, whispered to him, "You should know what's going on with Zhan Kui."
"Guanghan." Bitao smiled as she looked at Guanghan, her voice and expression carrying no threat, yet sending a chill down one's spine.
"Her luck has run out, so you should take better care of her in the future."
Guanghan smiled. In the past, when he smiled and moved, he always gave people a flirtatious and frivolous feeling.
But now, this smile, framed by his handsome features, can be described as refined and elegant.
He glanced in the direction of Zhan Kui's room.
There were no vows of eternal love, nor any promises that she would take good care of Zhan Kui.
Instead, she shook her head softly and said, "No."
Just as he had said to Zhan Kui in the mud pit of the water dungeon, he said to Bi Tao, "The luck of the Koi Fairy will not run out."
Bitao didn't say anything and turned to leave.
As dawn broke, on the deck of the spirit boat, the Dharma Protector reported to Bitao on the progress of recruiting men.
Han Shang said, "If tonight's experiment is successful, all the teams I've contacted will voluntarily join us."
"We can set off in two days at the earliest."
Tonight's experiment is Taiji's first attempt to replace the meridians of other immortal positions he had previously stripped away for the immortal position that suffered from causal backlash.
Bitao turned her head to look at Taiji, who immediately sat up straight and said, "Don't worry, Fairy, I'm 99% sure!"
Tai Chi actually has complete control.
It's just transferring someone's meridians, and it's done in a place where there's spiritual energy to assist. Compared to the danger he once faced by operating on the heart of a mortal who would have died from a mere touch, this is just "playing around."
Bitao smiled and said to him, "I'll stay with you tonight. I'll assist you with my wood spirit at any time."
As noon approached, Tai Chi went to prepare.
Bitao met several immortals who were suffering from the backlash of karma and were willing to fight to the death.
Among them, some looked numb like walking corpses, some had a bright light in their eyes that showed a desperate desire for survival, and some had been tortured and imprisoned for too long, and their expressions became timid and fearful at the slightest sound.
“My name is… Kichun-kun.”
One of the female immortals had the calmest voice and was the most out of place among the other immortals.
She was beautiful and had an ethereal air about her. Dressed in fine clothes and adorned with jewels, she appeared to have suffered no hardship.
But she was excessively calm, like a stagnant pool.
Since boarding this spirit ship, everyone else has been asking a lot of questions, looking around, some reminiscing about the past glory, others lamenting their current situation.
Only this woman, kneeling opposite Bitao, seemed to have the etiquette of a refined lady from a prominent family etched into her very bones.
Her eyes were as clear as autumn water, but she looked at nothing but the table in front of her.
Bitao asked her, "Did you voluntarily accept the transfer of your immortal veins? Did you know that you were about to be... like a fish on a chopping board, disemboweled and diced inch by inch?"
The woman, who called herself Jichunjun, slowly raised her eyes and looked at Bitao.
The pool of autumn water in his eyes remained calm and still.
Without changing his tone, he briefly answered Bitao's two questions: "Naturally. Voluntarily."
Bitao didn't say anything more.
After the group was led to the Tai Chi room and underwent a series of examinations of their internal meridians.
Bitao stood on the spirit boat, watching the setting sun about to sink into the horizon.
I miss Mingguang.
The sunset isn't beautiful enough to compare to the light of a single eye.
I haven't been home all day.
She usually wanted to be with Mingguang all the time.
But this is just the beginning.
The first reaction of lovers to dislike each other is to find all sorts of excuses and reasons not to see each other.
Standing in the setting sun, Bitao guessed that Mingguang must be waiting for her at this moment.
I don't know if he ate anything all day... he definitely didn't.
The two of them usually eat together. Mingguang is good at self-discipline and doesn't care much about food. He only eats a few more bites when Bitao brings him along.
Bitao hasn't eaten anything all day.
Without Mingguang around, nothing seems to taste good anymore...
Bitao was lost in thought when she suddenly heard a voice behind her: "You haven't eaten anything all day, have you?"
Bitao turned around abruptly and saw a person whose eyes were more beautiful than a sunset, holding a food box and standing not far behind her.
His ice-blue robe and ink-black hair fluttered in the evening breeze. His features were gentle, like melting glaciers, breathtakingly beautiful.
Mingguang's voice was also extremely pleasant, deep and magnetic with a hint of joy: "I've brought you some food. There's some strong liquor too."
Bitao's eyes widened: "...How did you find your way here?"
It's not hard to find, but it's not easy to find either.
They specifically chose a location that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, backed by mountains and near water, and could also use natural defenses to set up formations, all to ensure that Taiji would not be disturbed when transferring the immortal veins.
Mingguang is now "suffering the consequences of karma," and is just an ordinary person. It would take him most of the day to ride a horse out of the city to get here!
As Mingguang spoke, he stepped forward and looked at Bitao: "Are you hungry? No matter how busy you are, you can't go a whole day without eating."
Bitao thought to herself that she was deliberately "not going home" while "neglecting" Mingguang, just as planned!
Mingguang smiled radiantly in the sunset, and all the colors in the world paled in comparison, all being absorbed into his golden eyes.
Bitao's breath hitched for a moment.
Thinking to herself, "What a load of rubbish about ignoring me! I'm going to have a big feast right now!"
Even death row inmates get a good meal before they're beheaded!
Last night's meal doesn't count.
So Bitao ran over happily, hugged Mingguang's waist, and rubbed her head against his chest, expressing her joy to the fullest.
"You brought me pig's trotters, didn't you? I can smell them!"
"Hmm." Mingguang raised his hand and patted her head, saying, "It was specially grilled at a restaurant."
Bitao happily wanted to chirp.
But as she peered through the gap in Mingguang's arm, which was rubbing against her as he carried the food box, she met Dongjun's sinister eyes.
Well……
It seems Mingguang didn't come on horseback.
He rode his older brother here.
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