Chapter 150 Waaaaah, he's going to kidnap your waiter!
The soldier grabbed the man and wouldn't let go, ignoring the onlookers: "Brother, give me one, I want to give my mother another year of life..."
The person who was being held back looked impatient and kicked the soldier who was still wearing the soft armor of a city gate guard.
Bitao frowned and was about to step forward when she saw the man who had kicked the soldier take out a bottle from his sleeve and pour a pill into it for the soldier.
His expression was a mix of helplessness and amusement: "Here you go, get out of here, get out of here quickly!"
The soldier quickly kowtowed to the man, but the man had already turned and left, catching up with the escorting team ahead.
The soldier got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and happily walked back.
As he passed by Bitao, his eyes suddenly widened, clearly recognizing her as well.
"It's you, fairy!"
Since this fairy entered the city, she hadn't been seen on the streets for quite some time. Based on past experience, the soldiers all assumed that the fairy had been murdered.
After all, she was truly beautiful, and her smile was so captivating.
In this mortal city, beauty always attracts too much malice.
The soldier was still as enthusiastic as when they first met, and he didn't feel ashamed at all because the fairy had seen him kneeling and begging for a pill.
He had received a lot of reward money from Bitao before, and when he saw the "benefactor" again, although he still dared not look directly at Bitao's beautiful and affectionate face, he was overjoyed that she had not been harmed or sold.
Bitao loves this lively and adorable little thing.
He's a bit like Tai Chi.
The two look alike, but their personalities are quite different.
But every time Bitao sees him, she is reminded of Taiji when he was a child.
If Taiji hadn't been abandoned by his parents when he was young, and hadn't experienced so much cruelty and hardship in the world, he would definitely be as lively and cheerful as this little puppy.
Instead of holding onto that small act of kindness she showed him during the first competition, torturing himself to the point of death just to hear a word of praise from her.
Now, she has followed him through a near-death experience off the field.
Bitao waved to the soldier, and he came running over.
Bitao asked him, "You just said that this elixir is to prolong your mother's life. Is your mother sick?"
"Oh, no, no. My mother isn't sick. She's just old and will die like everyone else."
"Hmm?" Bitao asked, puzzled.
"How can someone die if they're not sick? You're so young, how old can your mother be?"
“My mother is already forty-five years old! I am the youngest in the family, and I have three older brothers.”
"I've been standing guard at this city gate, running errands for the nobles. I've managed to get several pills that have extended my parents' lives by several years."
"In our village, my father and mother are among the few who have lived very long lives!"
He spoke of this with great enthusiasm, his chest puffed out like a tender bamboo shoot.
Bitao glanced at Mingguang, whose expression also froze slightly.
Fifty is the age when one truly understands one's destiny.
In a world without war, natural disasters, or man-made calamities, where fifteen states are united as one country, a time of peace and prosperity, how can forty-five years old be considered a long life?
Just then, someone called out from the city gate. The soldier quickly responded with a "Yes!", waved goodbye to Bitao, and then scurried back to the city gate to stand guard.
Bitao and Mingguang stopped wandering around and returned to the Immortal Alliance. They summoned their subordinates and asked them questions, only to find out that what the soldier had said was true.
"So, apart from the long-lived elders who can be seen everywhere in Luofan City, the people in the other fifteen states of the mortal world, including the capital, all have short lifespans?"
Bitao was shocked: "Does no one find this strange? Haven't the ghost officials of the underworld investigated this matter at all?"
Han Shang replied to Bi Tao, "It has been like this for generations, so naturally no one thinks it's wrong."
"Moreover, in most star realms, it is true that the lifespan of ordinary people is rarely more than fifty years. Natural disasters and man-made calamities, years of hard work, war and chaos, and difficult diseases are all obstacles to the lifespan of mortals."
"The average lifespan of people in this world is not particularly outstanding when compared to other worlds."
Bitao opened her mouth and glanced at Mingguang.
I have so many things I want to say, but they're stuck in my throat and I don't know which one to say first.
Mingguang also frowned, but he wasn't good at cursing, so his expression only looked slightly absurd.
Previously, Bitao and Mingguang had only guessed that there was something wrong with the barrier formations between the Immortal Realm and the Mortal Realm.
Now Bitao is absolutely certain about those formations—there's something wrong with them!
These problems have existed for so many years that they cannot be figured out or solved in a day or two.
While lying in bed at night, Bitao couldn't help but suddenly sit up and say to Mingguang, "This world is a mortal realm, which is not suitable for cultivation at all. These banished immortals must have set up formations to plunder the life force of the people, which is why the people have short lifespans!"
Bitao said to Mingguang, "You go to sleep first, I'll go find Guanghan to study how to break the Xun hexagram."
Bitao got up and left in a hurry.
Mingguang reached out and tugged at her arm: "Look at the time now?"
Bitao glanced at the water clock inside the room—it was past midnight.
"Guanghan, there's no time to discuss formations with you right now. Let's talk about it when we set sail tomorrow. Wouldn't it be easier to deduce the formations by considering the terrain?"
Bitao hesitated for a moment, then her expression changed, and she suddenly covered her mouth and burst into laughter.
"Oh~"
“I remember now,” Bitao said, her eyes crinkling, “Guanghan is indeed very busy right now, very busy indeed.”
Mingguang, as expected, absolutely refused to wear the gauze robe that Bitao had bought during the day.
Therefore, after dark, Bitao was delivered to Zhankui intact.
Isn't Guanghan very busy?
As soon as Mingguang saw Bitao's expression and tone, he knew that she had no good intentions at all.
He raised his hand and rubbed his cheek, offering no explanation in the face of helplessness.
Tonight, dozens of spirit boats will leave the city one after another. These people will have to work all night. Guanghan, as the one who is in charge of the direction of the team's movement, will follow Hanshang to arrange the boats and form a formation.
That's why I'm so busy!
Mingguang said to Bitao with a blank face, "Go to sleep!"
Bitao lay down, her gaze towards Mingguang sticky and lingering.
"We're leaving tomorrow, so why don't we get busy too?"
Mingguang: "..."
Mingguang was silent for a moment after hearing this, and was about to turn over to get on top of him when Bitao quickly pressed down on his shoulder: "Never mind, never mind, never mind!"
"I just remembered that you haven't slept well for several days, and you spent the whole day with me today. You must be very tired."
"Let's take a rest. Even oxen can't just plow the fields without resting..."
Mingguang propped himself up on his arms and watched Xiaotaozhi, who was clearly teasing him on purpose, for a while before lowering his head to nibble on her shoulder, making her scream.
Not far from their house, frogs in the pond were croaking.
Taiji stood by the pond, looking at Dongjun, the brother of Mingguang Xuanxian, with a strange expression.
Taiji already knew that his identity was a True Lord of the Shangqing Realm.
However, he showed no remorse for pulling his hair and beating him up back then.
Moreover, Tai Chi involves stretching the arms and legs, twisting the neck and wrists while walking.
He even touched the knife pouch at his waist and surveyed the surrounding terrain.
If this Dongjun calls him out to get revenge for the loss he suffered in the fight between the two of them... then even if Taiji can't beat him, he won't let him win.
The attitude of Tai Chi towards people depends entirely on Bitao.
Bitao cherished Mingguang dearly, so Taiji respected him greatly and obeyed his every word. Even if kicked, he would just roll on the ground and let it go, never retaliating.
Bitao calls Dongjun "brother" but she's always trying to trick him, clearly disliking him. Taiji isn't actively provoking him because he's busy renewing his immortal veins and doesn't have time for that lately.
Anyway, spiritual energy can't be used in Luofan City. If Dongjun makes a move later... Taiji has fought him once and knows that he follows the proper path.
Tai Chi has many ways to make him suffer.
But the two of them had been standing by the pond for quite a while, watching the lotus flowers and listening to the frogs croaking, and Dongjun showed no intention of making a move.
I just stared at him.
He would occasionally flash what he considered a kind smile.
His eyes were a little creepy.
That look in his eyes is familiar—it's like that of a human trafficker.
"What do you want?" Taiji was young and not a slow-paced person, so he finally couldn't help but ask.
He wasn't as tall as Dongjun, but he couldn't lose face, so he stretched his neck as far as he could, like a crane ready to peck at someone at any moment.
Dongjun stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an unfathomable air.
Seeing that Taiji was losing his temper, he finally spoke, saying softly, "At such a young age, your unpredictable knife skills are truly a rare talent."
"If you are nurtured with all available resources, given time, you will surely have a place in the world."
It was rare for Dongjun to genuinely praise someone. These days, he had watched this little blind man "create" immortal positions, his knife work was divine, and his research on the human body's meridians had reached its pinnacle.
What's rare is his calm and composed nature. On the spirit boat, no matter how fierce the battle was on the other side, he remained absorbed in his own thoughts and unmoved.
Even when the celestial ship crashed and the Eastern Lord came to rescue it, it was clear that there was not the slightest deviation in his hand.
Dongjun admired him, even ignoring the fact that he had fought with him before.
They were full of praise for him.
As a result, Tai Chi remained calm and composed, his eyes subtly shifting, his expression unreadable.
He does enjoy being praised, but in all of heaven and earth, he only likes to hear praise from Fairy Bitao.
It's like a fledgling bird always recognizing the first person it sees as its "mother," and even a martial arts doctor has to be ranked after Bitao.
It was because Fairy Bitao saved him that Physician Wu was able to "see" him and take him as his disciple.
For him, Bitao was an irreplaceable person, like "an immortal touching his head, granting him eternal life." ①
Bitao praised him, and Taiji was overjoyed.
Dongjun's praise will only make him more wary.
Are you planning to praise him first, then take advantage of his inattention to beat him up?
However, Dongjun quickly changed the subject: "The moment you successfully transferred your immortal veins, you already incurred the wrath of the masses on the Silver River. If you return to the Taiqing Realm, you will not be praised but suppressed, or even punished."
"Creating an immortal position is tantamount to a heretical cultivator challenging the Heavenly Dao."
Dongjun said, "But if you come with me to Shangqing Realm, I can guarantee your safety and find you countless demons and even sinful immortals of Shangqing Realm for you to dissect and study. I will help you advance to the rank of True Lord and allow you to gain a firm foothold in Shangqing Realm."
"As long as you help my brother transfer his Golden Spirit Immortal Vein and restore his spiritual energy."
"How about it?" Dongjun was confident that his proposal would not be rejected.
Because it is superior enough.
Dongjun analyzed that in this competition, the little immortal who had just ascended to Taiji would only be throwing his life away in vain.
In addition, his display of this cunning ability made him extremely popular in this world, making his passing a target of public criticism.
He not only couldn't win the game, but he also had a hard time keeping his life.
"Creating a Celestial Position" means he can easily sever a person's immortal veins, affecting the interests of all celestial positions. Even Bitao couldn't protect him.
Dongjun waited for Taiji to nod.
Some were even impatient.
The main problem is his foolish younger brother. These days, he's been completely fooled by Bitao, working like a slave for her without ever thinking about his own well-being.
Dongjun was so worried about him that he would circle around him every day.
As a result, Mingguang and Bitao stayed together day and night, never leaving each other for even a moment, leaving Dongjun no opportunity to speak to his younger brother.
Why doesn't his brother understand that Bitao won't care about him?
She must be pleased with the current situation.
Mingguang was her strongest opponent in ascending to the heavens. Bitao held onto him, refusing to transfer his immortal veins and restore his spiritual energy, precisely to prevent him from returning to heaven.
After waiting for a while, the little blind man didn't speak.
Dongjun is planning to increase his stakes.
Taiji ran past him, saying as he went, "Peach Blossom Fairy! Dongjun said he'd take me to Shangqing Realm! He made a lot of promises... He's going to kidnap your servant!"
Dongjun turned his head in surprise.
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