Chapter 69 I love you. Could I... move in together first? ...
As dawn broke, the cultivators who had formed arrays to help the souls of the people return to their bodies gradually returned.
The merits of the peach blossoms continued to grow, and they never stopped.
Above the Milky Way, Bitao's ever-increasing merit has exceeded 30,000, ranking first.
The others below her remained motionless. The assembled immortals had become numb.
That's alright, what they mainly can't accept is Mingguang Xuanxian's actions.
"I just turned off the Silver Han Gu, not because I can't accept that Mingguang Xuanxian has changed, but because I can't accept that Mingguang Xuanxian has actually become a sugar cake with an excessive sweetness level! Ahhhhhh—I want a sugar cake like that too! Why don't I have one, why!"
"Honestly, I'm craving it too... I can't imagine Mingguang Xuanxian with that face, blinking those golden eyes, looking at me with uncontrollable tears, seeking reassurance. Bitao Shenxian must be eating too well!"
"To be honest, I was always puzzled by Fairy Bitao's relentless pursuit of Immortal Mingguang. Although Immortal Mingguang was exceptionally handsome, he seemed like the kind of person who lacked any romantic charm... Now I admit I was blind! It's a rare treat for a celibate person to fall in love!"
"Slurp slurp slurp... These two are quite a good match, I've accepted it. Without the Fairy of the Peach Blossom, who else in this life could witness such a Bright Light Mystic Immortal?"
"Even through the silvery net, I'm sweating with envy..."
Are you sure that's sweat?
"It's strange, why isn't anyone criticizing Tao Tao today?"
"Hahahaha... They were all driven away by the sticky, kissing monster Mingguang Xuanxian!"
"Hmph, I'll just quietly watch when Fairy Bitao capsizes. Once Fairy Mingguang regains her memories, she'll be finished!"
"Here it comes, here it comes! The one who doesn't like peaches has arrived! But I seem to remember that you used to call Peach a 'despicable and shameless wretch,' but now you've become the Fairy of Jade Peach!"
"I don't want to see those two being all lovey-dovey. I want to see the Koi Fairy flirting with the Earthly Fiend King!"
"Speaking of which, why did those two fearless individuals provoke the Earthly Fiend Ghost Kings? Hahaha, some people really do have the audacity to defy the heavens... But then again, those Ghost Kings were indeed quite captivating~"
"I don't care about anything else. I just want to know, the Peach Blossom Fairy's merits are almost exceeding the number of survivors, so why does she keep growing?"
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The counting of merits is different from the counting of faith power in the first round.
The power of faith relies on the faith of the people, on the hearts of the people. When the hearts of the people are aligned, and all people worship, you can raise your arms and be elevated to a divine altar, becoming a god.
The most common object of popular belief is the Ziwei star deity in the human world—the emperor.
Merit is like a mirror, reflecting the good deeds you have sown through your current actions.
Good causes will continuously evolve into good results, creating a continuous cycle of positive feedback.
Bitao knew perfectly well that most of the people in Kangquan City were involved in human trafficking, and even treated human life like dirt, so she had very little pity for these people.
But she still chose to save these people.
Her act of saving people is a "good deed" that saves all living beings.
As for those who barely survived the clutches of evil spirits but whose sins are hard to atone for, being judged by human law and receiving due punishment for their deeds, whether it be death or wasting their lives in prison, is a "good result" of punishing evil and eliminating wickedness.
Bitao will be able to accumulate merit at that time.
Finally, these people were executed in the open, and the victims were able to find peace, receive compensation, and live out their remaining years in tranquility. This was another act of merit.
Therefore, there is a saying in the world about merit: "Merit lasts for a thousand autumns."
If something is done well, it can benefit all people for generations to come.
To put it simply, this involves dividing a pig's trotter into many portions and then frying, stir-frying, braising, stewing, or grilling it to create several delicious ways to eat it.
Based on the number of people in Kangquan City, and after deducting the half who perished in the realm of evil spirits, Bitao had already calculated that she would gain 70,000 to 80,000 in worldly merit over the next few years because of this one evil spirit.
This is quite a lot of merit, after all, this is her second competition and her first time participating in the extermination of hundreds of ghosts.
Moreover, she has now "won the heart of a beauty," and is rolling around in bed, feeling incredibly smug and completely relaxed.
As the sunlight rose higher, Bitao nestled in Wei Danxin's arms, burying her face inside his disheveled clothes, rubbing against him like a clingy cat.
He marveled at Wei Danxin's delicate and supple skin, and how her chest muscles were as soft as clouds and cotton when they weren't tense.
He thought to himself with delight, "I've made great progress. Before, it was all through my clothes, but now it's right against my skin."
If it weren't for the fear of scaring Wei Danxin into "breaking off the engagement," Bitao would have already been sucking on the two vermilion fruits endlessly.
She had her own strategy in pursuing Mingguang, and Mingguang also had his own gradual limits of acceptance regarding the intimacy between the two.
If that limit is exceeded, he will immediately become wary and resistant.
He had clearly wavered several times before, but he would quickly retreat into his shell like a little turtle, precisely because Bitao was too impatient.
Before the second competition, he was almost tricked into kissing Bitao. If Bitao hadn't "violated the rules" by sticking out her tongue to lick Xiaohong, he wouldn't have crawled away feeling his way along the riverbed under the Shuichun Bridge.
Although her golden crow was already in her arms, she couldn't make a "loud noise" yet, lest it be startled and fly away.
So even though Bitao's mind was already filled with all sorts of beautiful things, she obediently endured it and patiently guided Wei Danxin to accept her.
"It itches..." Wei Danxin lay there, her palm covering the back of Bitao's head. She was amused by Bitao's appearance and felt a sweet warmth in her heart because Bitao "liked" her actions.
Thick honey filled his chest, a sweetness he had never tasted in his life.
"Your face is all red. The sect leaders and elders from all the sects will definitely want to see you later."
Wei Danxin gripped Bitao's chin, her face still flushed. His features were very striking, like steep mountain ranges, with his nose being the highest and most prominent peak.
But when these cold, majestic mountains are tinged with crimson, they resemble a field of blooming flowers.
Bitao felt that even the peach blossoms that bloomed year after year on her own large peach tree could not compare to his radiant beauty.
Her feelings for Mingguang changed inevitably, and the biggest catalyst for this was that after he "grew up," his appearance and physique were unparalleled among the younger generation of the Nine Heavens.
The flush on Wei Danxin's face and his golden eyes intertwined to create a breathtakingly beautiful scene that captivated Bitao, leaving her dizzy with infatuation.
She lay half-lying on Wei Danxin, feeling as if she were floating in the boundless sea at sunset, where the red glow and golden wheel rippled.
They wished they could dive into the "sea" and never come out again.
When she was still a little peach branch, she would stay close to the tiny Mingguang heart and, if she refused to come out, she could sleep inside for a whole day.
Unfortunately, it's too big now, and it can't fit inside anywhere except its head.
Wei Danxin began to suspect that his junior sister had some unusual hobby, since she had been rubbing against his chest for half an hour.
He pursed his lips and said softly, "Don't rub against me yet..."
How am I supposed to face the sect leader and elders with such a flushed face?
Bitao obediently stopped and leaned in to kiss Wei Danxin's cheek again.
Then her gaze lingered on the small red mole on his chin, and she thought of Zhan Kui's reckless flirting with the Earthly Fiend Ghost King, all because the Ghost King had a red mole under his eye.
Bitao was also deeply in love with Mingguang's Xiaohong.
Bitao lowered her head and kissed "Little Red" repeatedly.
Wei Danxin closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling. The feeling of being loved and cherished far surpassed the feeling of loving someone.
And he was so lucky that the person he loved loved him back.
"Junior sister..."
Wei Dan was completely infatuated.
But at that moment, the sound of people walking in the corridor could be heard, and someone asked, "How is Fellow Daoist Wei doing now?"
A moment later, a numb female voice replied, "Thank you for your concern, fellow Daoist. I won't die."
"Fellow Daoist Wei is currently..."
"Still sleeping."
"Oh... then..."
The female voice, like that of a eunuch reminding the emperor that "the time to favor his concubines" had come, became high-pitched and raised as she addressed the room where Bitao and Wei Danxin were: "Once my senior brother wakes up, I will definitely inform Youxing as soon as possible!"
Wei Danxin finally regained some of her composure because of this sound.
Grabbing Bitao by the back of the neck was like holding a mischievous, unrepentant raccoon dog.
"Alright," he said seriously, "we'll talk about it again when we get back to the sect..."
He pursed his lips, and stopped speaking.
Because the word "comfort" that came out subconsciously felt like an invitation, I felt embarrassed first.
Bitao chuckled softly, looking down into his beautiful, sun-like eyes, and said, "This is what our eldest brother said; we'll get intimate when we get back."
"But Senior Brother..."
Bitao propped herself up on her arms and whispered in his ear, "Father and Mother are preparing for our wedding and will be hosting banquets for various sects. It will take some time."
Bitao's voice was soft, full of coaxing and pleading: "Could we... move in together first?"
Bitao said with a charming smile, "I almost died in the realm of evil spirits. Now all I want is to be with my senior brother day and night..."
It would be even better if we could also have some passionate lovemaking day and night.
First, get her into bed, and everything else will fall into place naturally.
Wei Danxin's already slightly flushed face turned even redder as Bitao's voice grew softer and softer during the "discussion."
He had a face that couldn't be serious; he wanted to frown, but he was too happy to suppress the corners of his mouth, which made his expression somewhat distorted.
Finally, she said, "Don't be ridiculous..."
Bitao knew he wouldn't agree easily, and she got up to straighten her clothes with a hint of regret.
Wei Danxin sat up, pulled her clothes over her shoulders, neck and chest, which were flushed red along with her face, and followed Bitao's movements with her eyes.
He thought his junior sister was very clingy.
So cute.
He had just let go of her when he wanted to pull her back in, hug her tightly, and rub her roughly.
But they really couldn't stay in bed any longer, as people from all the sects had gradually returned.
The sect leaders and elders were forcibly interrupted when they were forming the Nine Revolutions Soul Refining Formation. The Taixu Sect's Soul Refining Peak was not even able to be retrieved. To this day, they are still not clear about what happened in the Ghost Realm or how the evil ghost was killed.
Now that the soul has been settled, it is only natural to thoroughly investigate the disciples of one's own sect.
This question naturally led to the discovery of Bitao, who had displayed great power in the ghost realm.
Bitao was summoned by the disciples of Wenxin Pavilion to the main hall of the Prefect's Mansion where they used to hold meetings. The leaders and elders of various sects were all waiting there.
Wei Danxin had no idea how the evil spirit Xi was killed.
To save his junior sister, he blocked a sword for his fourth junior brother, but he couldn't dodge the sword aimed at his heart. Then a flash of bright light appeared—and after that, Wei Danxin knew nothing more.
After he woke up, he was only focused on hugging his junior sister and feeling relieved, and didn't ask her anything in detail.
What happened after she merged with the evil spirit was something he instinctively avoided, not daring to ask any further questions.
At least not now.
That means his peach had died once.
The fact that she had died was a source of unbearable fear for Wei Danxin, a fear that would haunt her like a second time.
However, upon hearing that the leaders and elders of various sects were going to question her junior sister, Wei Danxin immediately composed herself.
After combing his hair again and changing into clean and tidy clothes, he used his sharp golden spirit to clear away the heat and passion in his body, and quickly returned to being the calm and composed senior brother of the Supreme Sword Sect with his mirror suspended in the air.
He followed Bitao to the main hall.
Inside the main hall, the surviving disciples stood in rows according to the positions of their sect elders and sect leaders.
As soon as Bitao entered, she saw the Daoist Bu Er sitting on her left, Le Junya, and next to Le Junya, Wei Xiao, the leader of the Supreme Sword Sect.
Zhang Yuluan, Lin Xuantu, and a group of disciples from the Supreme Sword Sect had also arrived and were standing behind the two.
Bitao's face lit up with joy, and she winked in Le Junya's direction.
Wei Danxin and I walked to the center of the main hall one after the other and respectfully greeted the leaders and elders of the various sects.
"Junior Wei Danxin of the Supreme Sword Sect greets Sect Leader He of the Taixu Sect..."
"This junior, Yue Qingyao of the Supreme Sword Sect, greets Sect Leader He of the Taixu Sect..."
"Junior Wei Danxin of the Supreme Sword Sect greets Elder Xu of the Thunder Sect..."
"Junior Yue Qingyao of the Supreme Sword Sect greets Elder Xu of the Thunder Sect..."
"Junior Wei Danxin of the Supreme Sword Sect greets Sect Leader Jiang of the Seven Star Palace..."
...
Bitao could recognize these people from her memory, but since Wei Danxin was willing to shield her from the gaze and prying eyes of others and had covered half of her body, Bitao simply followed behind him without any qualms, becoming his yes-man.
He said something and then repeated it.
After greeting all the sect leaders and elders, Bitao and Wei Danxin, being extremely courteous, bowed and clasped their hands in greeting to their respective sect leaders and elders.
Finally, after everyone had finished greeting each other, Bitao walked towards the door.
He looked at Liuxing, who was surrounded by a group of Wenxin Pavilion cultivators, and Zhan Kui, who stood beside him with his arms crossed, flirting with Bitao.
Meteor sat in a large chair with a backrest, his neck wrapped in a thick layer of white cloth, his face pale and ashen, and despite the sweltering summer heat, he was wearing a fox fur coat.
Bitao asked with great concern, "Senior Brother Liuxing, are you feeling any better?"
A cultivator from the Wenxin Pavilion nodded in agreement for Liuxing. Liuxing looked like a puppet that had just been pieced together, the glue still wet, and he dared not move any part of his body except his eyeballs.
However, he winked at Bitao in a very friendly manner and smiled slightly.
Wei Danxin, standing behind Bitao, also cupped her hands in a gesture of respect towards the direction of the shooting star.
The shooting star continued to wink and smile in response.
Bitao then ran to Le Junya's side, bent down and hugged Le Junya, who was dressed in a Taoist robe and looked majestic.
"Mother! I miss you so much!"
Le Junya smiled restrainedly, her peach blossom eyes filled with doting affection.
Unlike Bitao, Wei Danxin stood quite close to Wei Xiao.
Wei Xiao reached out and pinched his son's arm several times. Seeing that he was all safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The wrinkles around my eyes that had worsened due to overwork and worry these past few days are finally starting to smooth out a bit.
"Well done..." Wei Xiao praised his son.
He then looked at Bitao and, on behalf of the sect leaders and elders, asked, "Qingyao, the disciples say that you killed Xi Egui?"
All eyes turned to Bitao. Bitao released Le Junya and stood up straight, but her expression showed no trace of arrogance or complacency.
Bitao shook her head and said, "Master, it wasn't me."
The people in the hall: "..."
The head of Taixu Tower frowned slightly. The Soul Refining Cauldron, the sect's most prized treasure, had actually been cleaved in two by this mere cultivator with a single strike.
He wouldn't be so enraged as to get angry over a Soul Refining Cauldron, but if this junior cultivator didn't even dare to claim credit in order to shirk responsibility, it would be too spineless.
"Huh? How could it not be you?"
Wei Xiao's voice was gentle as water, his expression kind and compassionate, and there was no hint of blame in his tone. He patiently guided, "Disciples from various sects all say that you unleashed the light of the Five Thunders around you at that time. When the Ghost Realm was about to collapse, you bravely ascended into the air, accurately located the true form of the evil ghost among thousands of souls, and killed it, turning the tide."
"It is precisely because you killed the evil spirit Xi that more than half of the people in Kangquan City were able to awaken."
Why do you say it wasn't you?
Bitao raised her hand and scratched her head at the opportune moment, saying, "Master, it really wasn't me."
"Master should know best that I am only at the Human Realm. Although my mother's good medicine and wine have helped me reach the Upper Human Realm, I am absolutely no match for a ferocious ghost like Xi E Gui."
"The fellow Daoists from various sects haven't actually told the whole story."
Bitao looked around and said, "I was actually already dead at that time."
The people in the hall had different expressions. They all recalled that Yue Qingyao of the Supreme Sword Sect had indeed disappeared when she activated the Nine Revolutions Soul Refining Array.
Later, after the Soul Refining Cauldron was activated, it reappeared and suddenly unleashed the overwhelming power of the Five Elements Light, not only slaying the evil spirits but also saving most of them.
But if she had died then, how could she have killed the evil spirit?
Everyone has always believed that she possesses a "rare treasure".
After all, Daoist Yue Junya had been affiliated with two sects and was a renowned fire elementalist in the cultivation world. It was only natural that he would give his daughter something good.
Le Junya frowned, and her expression became extremely serious.
Bitao quickly comforted her, "Mother, don't be afraid, I'm perfectly fine now!"
Bitao continued, "Master, I fell into the hands of Qu Fenglin, the prefect of Kangquan City. He betrothed me to an old man in his sixties surnamed Yuan, whom he called Master Yuan."
"At first, they said I was to bring good luck to this Mr. Yuan. Later, Mr. Yuan died, so they arranged for me to be his ghost bride."
"I was unable to escape from the bridal sedan chair, and was nailed into a coffin and buried alive in the ground, where I suffocated."
Some people in the hall who were unaware of this event gasped in shock, while others began to whisper about how Wei Danxin had disregarded the formation and insisted on going to find his junior sister.
Bitao paused briefly before continuing, "After I died, the evil spirit Xi absorbed my body. She corrupted my will, but I was never willing to accept it. I silently recited the calming mantra to maintain my sanity with great difficulty."
"Later, the Nine Revolutions Soul Refining Array was activated, the Soul Refining Cauldron was activated, and the evil ghost was trapped in mid-air and had its soul stripped off. I was then stripped off from her body."
"At that time, I saw that my eldest brother and fourth brother were trying to save me. I was very anxious and ran towards them... Then a bright light poured into my body."
Bitao frowned slightly, pressed her hands to her forehead, and said, "I was still conscious at the time... but I couldn't control myself. I saw myself manipulating the Five Thunderbolts, and I first struck down the Soul Refining Cauldron..."
Bitao looked up again, surveying everyone, taking in the expressions of each person.
Then he said, "Then an incredibly majestic voice asked me, 'Which one is the evil demon?'"
"Before I was captured by those living ghosts for the second time and taken to Prefect Qu Fenglin, I saw the memorial tablets inscribed with the names of the underworld spouses in the Wanlie Hall from where everyone was hiding. I had already guessed that the true form of the evil ghost was the young woman who had been victimized."
"And because I was incorporated into the body of the evil spirit after my death, I was naturally able to locate her."
"The one who controlled my body was able to access my thoughts. I didn't answer, and she unleashed five thunderbolts, killing the evil spirit!"
Bitao spoke, and the entire hall fell silent.
The leaders and elders of each sect looked at each other in bewilderment.
Bitao added, "That power descended out of nowhere, and it was stronger than I had ever seen in my life. Even my master and my mother at their peak could not match it."
"At that moment, the Five Thunderbolts swept over my body, instantly cleansing the evil spirits that had corrupted me and pulling me back from hell to the mortal realm. I felt... that was the will of Heaven!"
"It is Heaven's mercy that has brought chaos to the people of my realm, and that the people have been slaughtered by evil spirits. That is why Heaven has sent down divine punishment, using my body to slay the evil spirits."
"Heaven's justice is revealed, and evil is punished; thunder and lightning suppress ghosts and demons; this is the might of Heaven's way!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the sect leaders and elders all became solemn.
The elder from Taixu Tower, sitting at the head of the table, stroked his long beard and was the first to nod in agreement.
"That should be the case."
He never believed that a mere cultivator of human weight could have the ability to slay that evil spirit.
At that time, most of the living souls of the people of Kangquan City were trapped in the ghost realm created by the evil ghost, and they were unable to enter it.
There is no other way but to use the Soul Refining Cauldron to activate the Nine Revolutions Soul Refining Array and melt most of the living souls filled with ghostly energy.
Only the explanation of divine punishment from Heaven can explain why this minor cultivator was able to be resurrected after merging with the evil spirit and unleash the power to cleave the Soul Refining Cauldron in two with a single sword strike.
The elder of Taixu Tower had lost the sect's most prized possession, and he, as the "victim," had already agreed with Bitao's explanation. The other elders and the sect leader also nodded in agreement and accepted this explanation.
Some cultivators whose cultivation was on the verge of breaking through to the next level even felt a faint sense of joy.
Since the might of heaven has descended and slaughtered the evil spirits, does this mean that the decline of the human race is about to be reversed?
If we could usher in a golden age again, what a blessing that would be!
Bitao's words were somewhat like a wolf in sheep's clothing, but they were something she had carefully considered during her intimate moments with Wei Danxin.
By attributing everything to "divine intervention," she could avoid any possibility of revealing her "abnormality."
The power of the Thunder Pattern Seal comes from the Heavenly Dao of the myriad realms; it is not a power that should belong to this world.
If Bitao doesn't remove this "abnormality" from herself, in this world where the human race is declining and ghosts roam freely, no one would not want the ability to understand the universe.
"Possessing a treasure is a crime," she said, accepting the credit and transforming herself into a child carrying gold through the bustling city.
The hall was filled with murmurs of discussion. Bitao looked around at everyone again, and finally her gaze settled on the face of Wenxin Pavilion's Zhuo Xing, who had closed his eyes and looked like he had fainted from exhaustion.
Why did you force yourself to come when you're already like this?
Bitao withdrew her gaze and returned to Le Junya's side.
After exchanging a glance with Wei Danxin, the two of them revealed knowing smiles.
Wei Danxin readily believed this claim.
He was a righteous person who believed that good could overcome evil and that justice would prevail. He was even happy that his junior sister was chosen by Heaven to use her body to kill evil spirits.
My junior sister is so amazing.
Those chosen by Heaven must possess a heart as clear as ice and as pure as jade.
However, someone quickly whispered something in Wei Xiao's ear, and Wei Xiao had to speak up for everyone again. He looked at Bi Tao and asked with a smile, "Qing Yao, someone said that after you were captured and taken to the Prefect of Kangquan City, you revealed the hiding places of various cultivators... causing cultivators from various sects to be besieged by the Living Souls."
Wei Xiao secretly sided with Bi Tao: "Were you terrified at the time? That's why you didn't think clearly?"
"Wei Xiao!" Upon hearing this, Le Junya immediately became furious.
She drew two long swords from her waist and slammed them onto the table with a bang. The fire spirit materialized and condensed on the swords, and a wave of heat swept through the entire hall.
"Who said that? Who asked that question?!"
Bitao held down Le Junya, who was about to stand up from her seat, her anger rising.
Wei Xiao felt a burning sensation on his face.
Bitao immediately interrupted, saying, "I didn't say that. It was five disciples from the Taixu Sect, the Thunder Sect, and the Seven Star Palace who said it!"
“After I was captured, the five of them mingled among the living souls and somehow made themselves look very old, and even changed their clothes.”
"But they hadn't changed their boots, and their physiques were completely out of place with the group of seemingly elderly souls."
“I repeatedly begged them for help, but they ignored me.”
Bitao retorted, "And Mother, you must stand up for me. It was those five people who helped the prefect of Kangquan City bury me alive, and they even hammered many nails into my coffin!"
At this point, Bitao stood up to testify on her behalf.
His voice was as sharp as cracking ice and shattering jade, resounding with conviction: "A full eighteen coffin nails, each one of which I pried off with my own hands. They wanted to condemn my junior sister to eternal damnation!"
Some members of the sects that were accused stood up to defend their fellow disciples.
“Fellow Daoist Le and Fellow Daoist Wei, you should be careful with your words. My senior brother has already perished in the Ghost Realm. We were unable to witness the situation firsthand. The dead should be respected and should not be slandered.”
“My two junior brothers are also dead.” A disciple from Taixu Tower stepped forward. “The cause of death is unknown, but my two junior brothers were always humble and upright, and would never be treacherous.”
A disciple from the Seven Star Palace also stepped forward, filled with righteous indignation: "What a great injustice! My senior brother had always followed the Pavilion Master of the Heart-Questioning Pavilion, traveling to and from the dream realm many times to transport spirit stones for the Nine Revolutions Soul Refining Array. Now that he is dead, is he to suffer this unjust accusation?"
...
Although they hadn't reached the point of being at each other's throats and considering each other enemies, they still argued heatedly, each speaking up for their own sect.
The phrase "respect for the dead" renders all malicious speculation as "great disrespect."
The hall was filled with noise, with the criticism subtly directed at Bitao.
Bitao remained calm. Those immortals had been captured and taken to the Heavenly Realm for judgment, and their mortal bodies must have died.
Bitao wanted this situation where there was no way to prove anything.
Wei Danxin didn't argue with the others. He had forced Qu Fenglin in Wanlie Hall to reveal his junior sister's whereabouts and heard from him that his junior sister had betrayed everyone.
But since my junior sister says no, then no.
Those people were indeed acting suspiciously. Later, after Wei Danxin opened her junior sister's coffin, they said a lot of inexplicable things.
If Wei Danxin hadn't been so focused on finding his junior sister that he wouldn't have had time for anything else, he would have definitely drawn his sword and demanded a clear answer!
Wei Danxin concealed Bitao's figure behind him, surveyed the crowd, his brows furrowed like thunder, his face covered in frost, and his hand rested on the hilt of his sword, exuding a murderous aura.
The head of the Wenxin Pavilion, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes turned to his side.
He first looked to his left, where Zhan Kui was standing.
Zhan Kui's hand rested on the chair behind him, but he didn't look at him. Instead, he brazenly walked past the noisy crowd in the hall and gave a flirtatious look to Guang Han, who was standing next to the white-haired and long-bearded Taixu Tower Master.
Zhan Kui wasn't worried at all about Bi Tao being misunderstood, because Bi Tao had the ability to make black seem white.
If it's really hard to explain, at worst they can just abandon their sects, abduct their respective sweethearts, and wander the world! They'll exorcise ghosts and evil spirits everywhere, and soon return to heaven.
Since they are all immortals, the less entanglement they have with these cultivators, the better.
Meteor didn't get a response from Zhan Kui, and probably turned his eyes to the right again.
Standing close to him on the right was the Heavenly Dog cultivator who had initially guided Bitao, Wei Danxin, and the others from the Wenxin Pavilion.
Tengu received a look from his master, lowered his head, nodded to Meteor Pavilion Master, and then stepped forward and took out a roll from his sleeve.
He unfolded the document before everyone and said, "Please calm down and listen to what I have to say."
"The Pavilion Master was slit in his dream, and the injury was so severe that it affected his physical body."
"The sect leader is now unable to speak, but he has been silently observing the whole situation. The first thing he did after waking up was to order us to search. These are the things that were found in the rooms of those disciples."
“Those fellow Daoists have indeed been following the Meteor Pavilion Master’s side, transporting spirit stones in and out of the dream world, and their contributions are indispensable.”
"This is the remnant skin of the Painted Skin Ghost. The Painted Skin Ghost can disguise itself as anyone, even mimicking that person's temperament, living next to their relatives, and is even unafraid of sunlight."
"Normally, when it is not changing its skin, even a cultivator would find it extremely difficult to tell whether it is a human or a ghost if they bump into it head-on."
"The painted skin ghost's ghost body is transformed into skin. After absorbing human flesh and blood, it still does not exude any evil aura and looks no different from a living person."
"If the remnants of this Painted Skin Ghost's skin are covered on the face, it can change one's appearance in a short time. Whether it is a spiritual cultivation array or the realm of evil ghosts, it will be ignored because its attributes are similar to those of humans."
"Those cultivators did indeed use the remnants of these painted-skin ghosts to change their appearance and enter and exit the dream world."
As soon as the cultivator from Wenxin Pavilion finished speaking, the entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The leaders and elders of several sects all looked at Guan Xing, the leader of the Wenxin Pavilion.
The shooting star continued to blink, indicating that what the celestial dog said was true.
These items were found in the house of those people.
Bitao has been completely cleared of all suspicions.
Peeking out from behind Wei Danxin, Liu Xing turned her eyes to meet her gaze.
He blinked at her from a distance, as a gesture of reassurance.
Bitao smiled and quietly clasped her hands in thanks.
Wei Danxin sensed her junior sister's movement, turned around and saw her winking at Liuxing who was speaking up for her. She took a slight breath and turned slightly to the side.
The peach blossoms were completely hidden again.
At least from the angle of the meteor, not even the hem of a garment could be seen.
Bitao chuckled softly behind him, her fingers secretly tracing patterns on his back.
Write, stroke by stroke: I love you.
Wei Danxin's frosty face melted into a pool of spring water, and the thunderous look in her eyes silently brought a "spring rain" that gently seeped into her heart.
It extinguished and soothed the anxiety and fear that had gripped his heart from the terrifying exorcism. It gradually mended the anguish he had felt from losing his loved one.
Ignoring the assembled cultivators, he yielded to his own instincts and grabbed his junior sister's "mischievous" fingers.
Once they grasped it, they couldn't bear to let go, secretly squeezing and kneading it, which was extremely undignified.
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