Chapter 74 The Ancestor of the Mysterious Sect in the Netherworld.
The group settled in Wenxin Pavilion, where Zhang Yuluan and Lin Xuantu needed to carefully choose their tasks.
Bitao and Wei Danxin planned to stay overnight and set off again tomorrow.
When assigning accommodations for the night, Bitao had told Zhankui beforehand that no matter how much he pleaded or acted spoiled, he absolutely had to let Bitao sleep with him.
If I sleep with Wei Danxin and we get entangled, I won't be able to get away to do my business tonight.
However, when it came time to assign rooms, before Zhan Kui could even "use his powers," Wei Danxin said honestly and selflessly, "Third Junior Sister, you can stay next to me. You'll be close to Second Junior Sister and Fourth Junior Brother, so you can look after each other if anything happens."
Bitao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that even though Wei Danxin was very affectionate with her in private, when they were out in public, he was at least outwardly the self-disciplined, refined, and noble senior brother of the Supreme Sword Sect.
Before going to sleep at night, Bitao first coaxed Wei Danxin a lot.
Wei Danxin was pleased with himself, but he also remembered that when he first arrived at Wenxin Pavilion at noon, his third junior sister and the former pavilion master's daughter had hugged tightly and whispered something he couldn't hear.
Wei Danxin asked Bitao, "When did you become so familiar with the daughter of the former head of Wenxin Pavilion?"
Bitao had already prepared her explanation: "I got to know her in Xi Evil Ghost's dream. Don't you think she's adorable?"
Wei Danxin shook her head frankly: "I don't think so."
Mingguang has always been an upright gentleman and would never speak ill of others behind their backs.
However, Wei Danxin and Bitao are now very close, and they have already had 275 children together, meaning they can talk about anything.
Even knowing that gossiping about someone behind their back was unpleasant, after hesitating for a moment, she leaned slightly closer to Bitao and told her her true opinion: "I think she looks a bit strange. Her eyes are too big and a bit far apart. It's not that she's not beautiful, but she looks like a fish."
Bitao: "..." I thank you on behalf of Zhan Kui. She would even be happy to hear such a description.
She has always been proud of being a lucky koi fish, and even having a fish head doesn't stop her from falling in love.
Wei Danxin frowned slightly and said, "Moreover, as the fiancée of the Pavilion's leading star, she is ambiguous with other men and behaves improperly. Don't follow her example."
Bitao: "How could that be? Hahaha, in my heart, there is only you, Senior Brother. You must have misunderstood her."
There is no misunderstanding.
Zhan Kui even dared to covet the Earthly Fiend King who followed the race. Fortunately, this world was withered by the hundred ghosts, and the Wenxin Pavilion was located in the desolate city. If it were truly in a prosperous human world, Zhan Kui would not be having ambiguous relationships with other men.
She would change grooms every night and be a bride every day.
Wei Danxin continued, "Today she brazenly tugged at the hands of that cultivator from Taixu Tower, and the disciples of Wenxin Pavilion looked at her with hostility. If you truly consider her a friend, you should restrain her words and actions."
"Okay, senior brother, I will definitely try my best to persuade her."
There's absolutely no way to persuade her; in terms of arrogance, she surpasses even Bitao.
And why would she bother with a lucky koi fairy?
How could Bitao possibly control a "hero" who could make the master of Wenxin Pavilion lose his mind and hand over the key with just a kiss?
After laying the groundwork, Wei Danxin finally asked the real question: "You met her at noon today. What did she whisper to you? Tell me, and I'll analyze it for you in detail."
Wei Danxin added, "Junior sister, you are inexperienced and naive. I'm afraid you'll be deceived and suffer losses."
Bitao: "..." Here we go again, making up a bunch of reasons just to hear her and Zhan Kui's whispers.
Of course, Bitao wouldn't tell Wei Danxin the truth, so she pretended to be embarrassed, bit her lip a few times, and then stammered, "She said I smell like you, and asked if we two... have already slept together."
Upon hearing this, Wei Danxin paused for a moment, then instinctively raised her sleeve and smelled it.
He asked Bitao somewhat nervously, "So obvious? What scent do I have?"
Bitao lowered her head, pursed her lips, and seemed about to smile.
After a moment, he tilted his head back and looked at Wei Danxin with a look of doting infatuation, saying, "You have a scent of... an unparalleled handsome man that makes me intoxicated and my soul soar."
Wei Danxin pursed her lips and said with a hint of reproach, "Don't talk nonsense! But I don't usually burn incense... Could it be because I put some preservative and insect-repelling herbs in the sachet we used to tie our hair together?"
Bitao couldn't help but chuckle: "Then that must be it."
Wei Danxin quickly opened the sachet hanging from her waist and took out two herbs with a strong fragrance.
After a moment, Wei Danxin solemnly instructed Bitao: "You can know a person's face but not their heart. Don't talk too much with her, especially about our relationship."
"We haven't had a formal wedding ceremony, nor have we invited any relatives or clansmen to witness it. If we were to publicize our affair, it would damage your reputation."
Bitao felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this. She nodded obediently, "Mmm-hmm."
Wei Danxin thought her junior sister was really cute, so she hugged and kissed her for a while, making Bitao's face turn red.
Bitao sat opposite him and drank two full pots of tea until her belly was swollen. After kissing for a while, she finally agreed to repay him twelve times, including tonight, before finally returning to her room.
To protect Danxin, Bitao didn't fall asleep and spent another hour or so whispering with Zhankui in her room. During that time, they plotted until their mouths were dry and they drank two cups of tea.
At midnight, they finally opened the door quietly and left the room like two thieves, moving slowly.
Following the stairs at the end of the corridor, we went all the way up to the top floor of the Wenxin Pavilion.
Bitao followed Zhankui up the stairs, nervously looking around.
When Zhan Kui saw Bi Tao's furtive behavior, he reached out and pulled her to stand up straight.
"You're acting like a coward with a koi fairy, and that's an insult to me."
Bitao: "..." She tapped Zhan Kui's forehead with one knuckle.
Zhan Kui covered his head and laughed.
She pulled Bitao along as they continued uphill: "Don't worry, there's no one patrolling at all; it's all thanks to the formation."
Zhan Kui swaggered around and said, "The number of cultivators in Wenxin Pavilion was already insufficient. We lost more than twenty people when we killed Xi Evil Ghost. Now we can't even gather a full team for night patrols. The few elites we had were all taken away by Meteor."
"The remaining cultivators from the Heart-Questioning Pavilion have each lit soul-guiding incense in their rooms. They're probably fast asleep right now, and no one will notice us!"
Bitao and Zhan Kui had been busy confirming the location of the life gate in the formation, and they had done several rounds of remote simulations to prevent Zhan Kui's "key" from failing and getting trapped again.
Seeing that there wasn't a single Wenxin Pavilion cultivator patrolling the tower, Bitao asked the question that had been on her mind: "Meteor was so badly injured before, he couldn't move anything except his eyes and mouth, how come he recovered in just over a month and even led a team to exorcise evil spirits?"
"Huh? You didn't know?"
Zhan Kui stopped, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Bi Tao: "More than a month ago, Daoist Bu Er, Le Junya, sent a pot of Heavenly Grade Flowing Elixir Wine. Liu Xing drank it and slept for several days. Not only were his previous injuries healed, but the evil spirits that had been invading his body for years were also mostly cured."
"Have you seen my mother?" Bitao stopped, her expression solemn. "What did she look like? Do you know where she went?"
Zhan Kui nodded and then shook his head: "I saw her. When she delivered the Heavenly Grade Flowing Elixir, I was preparing for Liu Xing's funeral. But I don't know where she went."
"Other sects also sent a lot of top-grade medicines for injuries, but they didn't have much effect on Meteor. He only started to get better after drinking the Flowing Elixir Wine sent by Daoist Bu Er."
Zhan Kui continued walking, saying as he went, "Otherwise, the coffin is already prepared. You'll see it in a moment; it's on the top floor."
Bitao followed her, muttering to herself, "But why would my mother send him a Heavenly Grade Flowing Elixir?"
"Of course it's for you."
Zhan Kui climbed to the top floor entrance, turned around and said with a smile, "You were lucky in this second competition. You weren't born to be thrown away as a waste of money. The Daoist Master Yue Junya is a good mother who loves you very much."
"At the time, I heard her talking to Meteor, and she kept mentioning you, asking Meteor to take good care of you in the future... There were other things I didn't hear clearly. I was really curious about what the Heavenly Flowing Elixir Brew tasted like, so Meteor poured me a cup. After I drank it, I was unconscious and slept for two days."
Bitao's mind raced. Standing at the bottom of the steps, she raised her head and said to Zhan Kui, "Open the door."
Zhan Kui mysteriously touched his chest, then clenched his fist and raised it in front of Bi Tao.
Blinking her big eyes, she asked Bitao, "Guess what the key looks like?"
Bitao slapped her wrist and said with a "smack," "Stop fooling around."
Zhan Kui curled his lip: "I even had to sacrifice my looks to get this, and you won't even cooperate with me."
"Clang clang clang!" Zhan Kui made a sound, then spread his fingers, revealing that his hands were empty.
Bitao: "..."
Zhan Kui chuckled carelessly, "You didn't expect that, did you? There's no key at all."
"The entrance to the underworld is behind this door. To enter this underworld, one must use one's own life force as a medium and use the Soul-Guiding Incense to separate the soul from the body and become a 'ghost' before entering."
"Meteors become neither human nor ghost because they repeatedly travel to and from the underworld."
Zhan Kui said, "At first, he absolutely refused to tell me, saying that traveling to and from the underworld was extremely dangerous. He had promised my father that he would take good care of me and would never let me go into danger. He really loved me."
"After I kissed him so much he was dizzy, he finally agreed to take me down to have a look."
“I can take you down the same way he took me down. But it’s not without danger; if we’re not careful, we could both become ghosts and never come back.”
"Bound in this underworld, unable to be reincarnated."
Bitao nodded: "Open the door."
Zhan Kui wasn't deliberately trying to scare Bi Tao; these were the words that Liu Xing had said to her.
Bitao instructed Zhankui to repeat everything Liuxing had said to her.
However, Zhan Kui also knew very well that Bi Tao would never back down from danger if she wanted to do something.
Zhan Kui then turned around and placed his palm on the door.
She begged Meteor to grant her access to the formation, arguing that if Meteor died, she would be the only one to succeed him in Wenxin Pavilion.
Soon, eight golden snakes appeared on the door, forming a suppressing array. They swam in eight directions, reached the Bagua positions, coiled together, biting each other with their heads and tails, and then became eight rings.
The ring was embedded in the array, and a buzzing sound rang out as the door slowly opened in front of the two people.
The top floor of Wenxin Pavilion is a huge platform, surrounded by iron chains with talismans for suppressing evil spirits, hanging down from the octagonal eaves.
Before Bitao even stepped inside, she saw layers upon layers of formations and dense array plates.
There are the most numerous arrays for exorcising evil spirits and suppressing ghosts, followed by arrays for binding yin energy, a large number of spirit-gathering arrays, and a teleportation array located at the very center for souls to travel between the underworld and the mortal realm.
This Wenxin Pavilion is indeed an octagonal soul-suppressing tower located above this underworld, sealing away hundreds of ghosts from the netherworld.
To maintain the integrity of these overlapping formations without them breaking apart or interfering with each other, a vast amount of spiritual energy is required.
Bitao looked at the various array formations and the piles of Heavenly Grade Spirit Stones that had been consumed to ashes, and felt a pang of heartache.
Wenxin Pavilion is really rich!
They risked their lives to kill such a powerful evil spirit, and each of them received a hundred earth-grade spirit stones, which was already an unprecedentedly generous reward.
However, in order to maintain the formation, the Wenxin Pavilion probably consumes countless Heavenly Grade Spirit Stones every day.
Those are high-level cultivators who would only dare to use them when they made significant progress in their cultivation.
The Taoist priest's savings were already quite substantial, and Bitao didn't see many high-grade spirit stones among them.
Upon seeing the peach blossoms covered in spirit stones that had already turned to ash, Zhan Kui said, "I know where the Pavilion Master's storeroom is. If you need spirit stones, just ask me!"
Bitao gritted her teeth. Luckily, she wasn't a true cultivator from this world. Otherwise, with no hope of advancement and short of money, she would surely have been tempted by this situation.
Bitao gained a new understanding of Zhan Kui's good fortune as a lucky koi fairy.
Heaven has placed her on a "gold mountain," and fearing she might lose it, it has also given her a "steward" to manage it.
“We should not delay,” Bitao said. “Light the incense and let’s go down.”
Following the route the meteor had taken her along, Zhan Kui shifted his feet and led Bi Tao to the very center of all the formations.
A coffin lay on the ground, its exterior covered with densely packed isolation runes painted with gold powder, as well as even more intricate runes to suppress evil spirits.
Zhan Kui walked to the coffin, pointed at it, and said to Bi Tao, "That is the coffin of every successive head of the Wenxin Pavilion, and it is also the road to the underworld. We two need to lie in the coffin and then light the soul-guiding incense inside."
The two pushed open the heavy coffin lid. The coffin was very large, and inside were many top-grade spirit stones that maintained the formation, as well as bundles of soul-guiding incense.
Bitao and Zhankui lay down side by side, lit a soul-guiding incense stick with their spiritual energy, and placed it between them.
As the coffin lid was closed, Bitao closed her eyes and inhaled the incense, which was wrapped in wood spirit, into her nostrils.
Before his soul left his body, Zhan Kui said, "Oh right, Meteor also said that each time he enters the underworld, he only has the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. He must come back before the incense burns out."
"Mm," Bitao replied.
Soon she felt a lightness all over her body. Her soul had just left her body when she was dragged down by a vortex.
This feeling is somewhat like being in a nightmare.
The moment she was pulled into the vortex, a sound like wailing began to ring in Bitao's ears, growing louder as it approached.
Only when she regained consciousness and opened her eyes again, her feet touching the ground, did the wailing sound surge in from all directions, like a sonic attack, becoming incredibly clear and tragic.
"Help me! Help me! I don't want to die! I have three children to raise!"
"Mother, Father, please don't eat me! Yu'er is in so much pain!"
"Aaaaaaah, let me go! Let me go!"
"Husband, husband, please let me go! I've been with you for so many years, how could you sell me?"
"I want to be reincarnated, I don't want to stay here anymore..."
"I can't see... I can't see! Ahhh!"
"My leg! My leg! Who ate my leg?!"
"Did you eat my legs? It was you! These legs are great, give them to me, give them to me!"
As soon as Bitao opened her eyes, she felt someone grab her ankle and then pull her up her calf.
"Watch out!" Zhan Kui pulled Bi Tao back, then stepped on the head of the man who had touched Bi Tao's leg.
The man's head was pressed against the inside, and he was still greedily scratching towards the peach blossom, saying, "Give me a leg...give me a leg!"
When Bitao saw his appearance clearly, his soul was already very faint and weak. Zhan Kui almost crushed his head with one kick.
Moreover, not only did he lose his legs, but he lost everything below his waist.
When the soul is weak and in this state, it will dissipate before long.
Zhan Kui then swatted away the other souls that were rushing towards them. Bi Tao looked around and finally took in the underworld.
Every realm and star realm has its own underworld.
But the Astral Realm and the Underworld are just the tip of the iceberg of the Netherworld.
Just like a spider weaving a web, or the human body's network, the astral realm and the underworld are the main realms, and the underworld is a single, continuous lineage, usually with only three offices.
Yin Gui Shi: Ghost King, Day-roaming God, Night-roaming God. ①
Soul-Capturing Messengers: Black Impermanence, White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face. ②
Demon Envoy of the Underworld: Leopard tail, bird beak, fish gills, wasp. ③
These underworld officials are responsible for capturing the souls of the dead, sending them across the Bridge of Reincarnation, and then transporting them to the realm of the Lord of the Underworld.
Upon arriving at the realm of the Lord of the Underworld, they will be judged for their merits and demerits, their lives traced back, and they will be assigned to the six realms of the myriad worlds, either to reincarnate or to be imprisoned in purgatory to atone for their sins.
When the next competition comes, the Milky Way in the heavens will describe this star realm in just eight words: "Reincarnation will collapse, and a hundred ghosts will wreak havoc on the world."
Bitao had already witnessed some of the calamities caused by the Hundred Ghosts, but it was only after seeing with her own eyes what "the collapse of reincarnation" meant that she finally understood what the Avici Hell was.
In this underworld, the order of the underworld is in chaos, the duties of the ghosts have vanished, black mist devours stars, and the Yellow Springs surge backward.
Countless souls linger in this underworld.
Between heaven and earth, the only patch of light came from the last remaining life force of these lingering souls.
They still retain some of their human consciousness, but staying in the underworld consumes a great deal of their souls, so the souls they see are all incomplete.
They either float in mid-air, their souls about to dissipate, or, like the man who grabbed the peach, crawl on the ground with his remaining arms, persistently searching for his legs, which he doesn't know who ate.
They cried out and wailed, instinctively searching for their missing parts, while devouring the complete bodies of others.
In the end, most of them lost their limbs and could only huddle together like wriggling worm eggs, their tiny glimmers of life converging to form the "River of Oblivion" composed of vengeful spirits.
The reincarnation bridge that once connected the heavens and the underworld is now nothing but ruins and broken rainbows.
The karmic fire on the bridge, originally meant to burn away the karmic obstacles of those reincarnating, was destroyed when the bridge's beams collapsed, causing the fire to overflow and flow into the River of Oblivion, melting those souls into a pot of howling and wailing "porridge."
This is nothing more than the deepest hell.
Seeing this scene of yin and yang in disarray, liver marrow flowing wildly, and ten thousand ghosts weeping in the night, Bitao could not help but feel heartbroken and her eyes welled up with tears.
Zhan Kui kept clearing the space where the two were standing to prevent these crazed spirits from getting close and tearing a piece of their flesh off.
What's torn off here isn't just flesh that can easily grow back, but the soul itself, which is extremely difficult to repair.
Seeing bloody tears streaming down Bitao's face, he was horrified: "Ancestor! You've gone mad! You're in a soul form right now, crying is consuming your soul! Don't you want to go back?!"
"You said you'd come down and see for yourself, but there's nothing to see. Shall we leave now?"
Zhan Kui said, “I know you have always been compassionate, but this situation did not come about overnight, nor can it be changed by our meager efforts.”
"Bitao, wake up!" Zhan Kui kicked away a head that was about to bite her and slapped Bitao on the forehead.
Bitao snapped back to her senses and reached out to wipe away the blood and tears covering her face.
Looking at Zhan Kui, pointing to the collapsed Reincarnation Bridge in the sky, he asked her, "Does the broken part of that bridge look familiar?"
Zhan Kui parted ways with Bi Tao more than a month ago. Bi Tao entrusted her with the task of finding a way to obtain the key to enter the underworld, as Bi Tao wanted to go down to the underworld to take a look.
Zhan Kui and Liu Xing had already been down there once, and even visited the area near the River of Oblivion, which was formed by the accumulation of living souls. Apart from feeling that the souls lingering there could only wait to be scattered, which was too tragic, they couldn't see anything unusual at all.
But now, as Bitao pointed to the collapsed Bridge of Reincarnation in the sky, Zhan Kui looked up in the direction of her finger, his expression first puzzled, then hesitant and slightly changed.
“These marks… they look so much like those blunt force marks from violent destruction in your newly acquired Palace of All Living Beings?”
Bitao smiled, her face still wet with blood and tears. Her smile blended seamlessly with the ghosts crawling on the ground and howling in the sky.
“Let’s go,” Bitao said. “I’ve already finished reading.”
The two headed straight for the exit barrier array, but halfway there, a little girl suddenly rushed out and blocked their way.
She knelt directly in front of Bitao and Zhankui, bowing her head and sobbing as she begged them.
She was one of the few who had all four limbs intact. She had been hidden in the cauldron that originally contained the Netherworld Fire, which was why her limbs were not eaten away by the souls and she did not become a "poor thing" in the River of Oblivion.
"Sisters, I just saw you appear out of thin air. Are you leaving now? Can I take you with me?"
"This place is really scary, I...I want to go back to take care of my father and mother."
"I know I'm dead, but I'd rather be a wandering ghost outside than stay here!"
"Two kind sisters, I beg you, please take me with you!"
Zhan Kui whispered a reminder to Bi Tao: "Dead souls cannot be taken out of the underworld; that violates the heavenly rules! Besides, an incense stick will burn out in a minute. I've been counting down in my mind; we can't delay!"
Bitao lowered her head and looked pitifully at the little girl who only had half a head left.
Zhan Kui has always been audacious and daring, but no matter how outrageous her actions are, there are always limits. For example, she is a womanizer and even dares to covet the Earthly Fiend Ghost King, but the Immortal Emperor Qing Ming has never been infatuated with her.
Zhan Kui was truly terrified at this moment, and he was gripping Bi Tao's hand so tightly that he felt he could break her wrist.
Zhan Kui knew that she could act recklessly only because she was a lucky koi fairy with good fortune.
But Bitao truly relied on her cunning and resourcefulness to climb to her current position, and the hardships she faced are unknown to outsiders.
If she were to commit a grave error and break the heavenly rules out of compassion and reluctance, after her death, the ancient immortals who had caused such chaos would swarm her and devour her like a thousand ghosts.
"Bitao!" Zhan Kui shouted sternly when he saw Bitao reach out to touch the little girl's face, "You can't take her out!"
Bitao cupped the little girl's face in her hands. Looking at the only half of her face that remained, she could still tell that she must have been beautiful and lovely when she was alive.
"Sister... I beg you!" the little girl continued, shaking Bitao's arm.
Bitao touched the little girl's unharmed half of her face and said, "I can't take you out. But I can make the person who harmed you pay a terrible price."
The little girl's pitiful expression froze upon hearing this, then her gentle demeanor vanished abruptly, and she opened her blood-red mouth, biting down on Bitao's hand.
Zhan Kui reacted extremely quickly, kicking the little girl away with one foot.
Bitao's hand had a piece of flesh bitten off.
"Damn it!" Zhan Kui cursed.
"I thought she was some pitiful child!"
How could a child be a pitiful child who still has all four limbs intact in such a horrific hell?
After the little girl bit off a large piece of the peach, the missing half of her face was visibly replaced with a piece.
She licked her lips, seemingly wanting to take another bite.
However, due to Zhan Kui's ferocity, he could only hunch his back, poised to strike.
"Let's go!" Zhan Kui grabbed Bi Tao and rushed into the formation.
The little girl was very clever; she followed closely behind the two of them, but was immediately thrown back by the teleportation array.
Bitao and Zhankui returned to the main body of the coffin before the incense stick burned out. The coffin lid was opened, and Zhankui sat up and grabbed Bitao's hand.
Are you alright?
Bitao shook her head: "I just feel a little weak, but I guess I'll be fine after a while."
Zhan Kui frowned deeply, even more anxious than if he himself were injured: "How easy is it to repair a soul? Why did you let her bite you? You could have dodged it!"
"You won't suddenly turn into a saint who can't distinguish right from wrong and feeds evil with her body, will you?"
Saintesses are usually "victims" found only in cults. Zhan Kui is reminding Bi Tao, who once personally destroyed a cult, to bring her to her senses.
Bitao chuckled softly, "Don't worry, I wasn't bewitched by ghostly energy. It's just that the little girl has lived for a long time and can continue to live, so feeding her a piece of her soul will have its uses."
"So mysterious, you can't even tell me?" Zhan Kui's brain has never been as sharp as Bi Tao's. Being able to calculate when the soul-guiding incense will burn out is already an extraordinary achievement.
Bitao wasn't trying to hide it from Zhankui, but rather she wasn't entirely sure about her suspicions yet.
Zhan Kui is not a loudmouth and would never spread Bi Tao's plans around.
But she was so clear-sighted, with her intestines running straight to her anus, that telling her in advance was no different from announcing it to the whole world.
Bitao climbed out of the coffin and reached out to help Zhan Kui.
As it turned out, the hand that had a piece of its soul bitten off was used. After pulling halfway, it lost its strength and let go. Zhan Kui fell back down, his head hitting the coffin with a "thud".
Zhan Kui: "...Fine, fine, I sacrificed my body for you and got involved, but you lied to me and repaid kindness with enmity!"
Bitao smiled and switched hands to hold hers.
Zhan Kui shook hands with her and used the leverage to stand up.
The two people closed the coffin lid, left the formation, and then walked downstairs hand in hand.
Bitao's thoughts were soaring, and she trusted Zhan Kui completely, entrusting herself to him.
Zhan Kui helped her down the stairs, as if he were helping a blind old woman.
"What exactly did you see from underneath? Can't you tell me anything?" Zhan Kui was extremely curious.
Bitao has seven orifices in her heart, and ordinary trivial matters would never make her so absent-minded.
Bitao turned her head to look at her and saw that she was scratching her head in curiosity. After taking her back to her room, she revealed some things to her.
"You also saw where the Reincarnation Bridge collapsed; it was caused by blunt force. It's exactly the same as the damage to my newly acquired Palace of All Living Beings."
"Don't you have any ideas?" Bitao asked her.
"Indeed, it's the same. Your Palace of the Common People has been completely destroyed."
Zhan Kui said, "If it weren't for the fact that you have many friends and that everyone helped you clean up the house so you could get some free food from the immortals, you would definitely be sleeping in the ruins."
Bitao: "...Fine, I shouldn't have expected you to understand."
Bitao said to Zhan Kui, "I suspect that the person who vandalized my Cang Sheng Palace is the same person who broke the Reincarnation Bridge."
“…Huh?” Zhan Kui looked bewildered.
Bitao didn't keep them in suspense and said directly, "More than two hundred years ago, a meritorious immortal ascended to the Heavenly Realm, but after arriving there, he was very dissatisfied with the arrangements the Heavenly Realm made for him."
"At that time, he stirred up the entire Nine Heavens with wind and rain, and it rained heavily for several days. Do you remember when we first met?"
Zhan Kui answered quickly: "On a stormy night, we met by fate under the Shui Chun Bridge!"
Zhan Kui finally realized: "You mean that the meritorious immortal who recklessly dispersed his spirit and descended to the mortal realm because of his dissatisfaction with the Nine Heavens was from this star realm?"
"That's right."
Bitao said, "You should have memories of your original identity. In your memories, there must be an ancestor of the Xuanmen sect who founded the Xuanmen sect more than two thousand years ago, who absorbed the Taoist arts of all schools, protected all living beings, blocked the entry of evil spirits from the underworld, and made several countries in the human world prosperous and prosperous, where doors were not locked at night."
"Such great merits would naturally lead to ascension to immortality."
"The weapon he used was the Tongtian Mace, which every sect in the cultivation world worships today. It is a blunt weapon without a blade, unlike swords and sabers, with only four edges."
Previously, Wei Danxin was framed by her, and after she thought that he had done something beastly to her, the "family discipline" that the sect leader Wei Xiao used to beat Wei Danxin on the back was the Tongtian Mace.
Zhan Kui's eyes widened as if they would pop out of their sockets: "There really is such a person! The patriarch of the Xuanmen is named Yu Junlang. He is said to be a handsome young man of elegant bearing and extraordinary talent! I have even seen his portrait. There is one in the Wenxin Pavilion!"
When talking about the handsome Zhan Kui, he always spoke with great interest: "Even in a portrait, a dead object, he is still handsome and dignified, like a god. It's just a pity that you were born before I was born, and I have no chance to see his true face!"
Zhan Kui was originally immersed in the regret of missing the handsome man.
Suddenly, he slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "Oh, right! I remember the competition rules you made me memorize! The flow of time is different in each star realm and the celestial realm. The flow of time in the celestial realm is the same as the flow of time in this star realm. One year in the celestial realm is ten years in the star realm."
"But since we are waiting for the next competition, we can't have the celestial immortals wait for four years while the competition lasts forty years. Therefore, the Yin-Yang sundial has adjusted the time flow of this star realm so that one day in heaven is equivalent to ten years on earth."
"In other words, according to the original flow of time in the astral plane, more than two thousand years ago, which is exactly more than two hundred years ago in the celestial realm!"
"So, that wandering Xuanmen patriarch, Yu Junlang, has returned to this star realm?"
Zhan Kui was quick to understand, but then immediately became confused: "But after the spirit disperses and returns to the mortal body, it will enter the five signs of decay before even landing."
"After death, one must be punished in purgatory as if one had committed the crime of self-destruction, in order to be reincarnated."
"How could a mere mortal like him disrupt the Bridge of Reincarnation? Did he do it before he ascended to immortality?"
Bitao had a bit of a urge to fight Zhan Kui.
Bitao said, "How arrogant he was when he ascended to the position of Immortal of Merit! He smashed the palace of the Eastern King Duke, who was in charge of the male immortals of the Nine Heavens, to pieces. He gave up being an immortal. Even the immortal bones that survived the tribulation of lightning were crushed by his own hands."
"But what if his immortal bones hadn't been completely shattered back then, and his scattered spirit hadn't been completely dissipated?"
Zhan Kui was stunned: "Then...then wouldn't that make one a fallen immortal who deceives the heavens and defies the principles of yin and yang?!"
Bitao nodded and was about to reply when there was a knock on the door.
"Third Junior Sister? Is that you? I heard the sound of tables and chairs clattering."
Wei Danxin's voice, tinged with anger, came from outside the door: "Why aren't you asleep so late!"
Just a moment ago, Bitao and Zhan Kui were talking confidently and eloquently, while the other suddenly realized something and exclaimed in surprise.
Upon hearing the sound, they immediately transformed into two "little mice" whose den had been discovered by the raccoon.
After standing up from beside the table, the two of them frantically ran half a circle around the table, almost bumping their foreheads together.
Then Bitao went straight to the bed, and Zhankui went straight under the bed—
But the lamp on the table was forgotten to be blown out!
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