Chapter 117 Fake Mingguang "Do you like...this face of mine?"...
Mingguang!
Bitao stared in astonishment at the face that had just been separated from her and then reunited with her.
The moment I uttered those two words in my mind, I immediately denied them.
No, this is not Mingguang.
Although this person has the exact same face as Mingguang, even the same golden pupil color, the same height and leg length, it is almost impossible to see any difference with the naked eye.
But Mingguang would never look at people with such a playful gaze.
Unable to summon any celestial spirits, Bitao gave up struggling and became "docile" as if resigned to her fate.
He was lifted up and dragged away by this fake "Mingguang".
Her body was riddled with holes pierced by magical artifacts, leaving her covered in blood, and she walked with a gait even heavier than an ordinary person.
She followed a few people, her gaze subtly sweeping over their faces.
Among these people, apart from one who looked exactly like Mingguang, what surprised Bitao was that all of them were handsome and refined, with an otherworldly charm.
Furthermore, it's not as if they simply sculpted a handsome face for themselves. You know, even if a person's appearance can be changed, habitual actions and certain things in their soul cannot be concealed.
But these people, in every gesture and word, exuded a deliberately sculpted air of otherworldly elegance.
This reminded Bitao of the ancient immortal clan, those disciplined and well-behaved immortal lords who grew up under strict rules and whose commands were obeyed without question.
From their brief remarks, Bitao gleaned some information: they seemed to be an organization that specialized in hunting down celestial beings.
The rules for the third competition are ascension, and ascension must be achieved within a century.
Since ascension within a hundred years is already extremely difficult to achieve, the Heavenly Dao would absolutely not create a group of people specifically to hunt down immortals and slaughter these contestants.
After all, the participants in the third competition included most of the young elites of the Nine Heavens. Although some of them may have come down to the mortal realm with a mission and a fluke mentality, to put it bluntly, the third competition was the "future" of the Heavenly Realm.
Then, considering that before being teleported to the lower realm, two realms of the White Tiger constellation suddenly suffered annihilation, leading away the Azure Emperor, who was connected to the Yin-Yang cosmos through the rotation of the stars...
The fact that the immortals have fallen into this realm is clearly due to the machinations of the ancient immortal clan.
Although Bitao was physically imprisoned, she felt relieved once she confirmed the matter.
What she feared was that these ancient immortals, already corrupt and deserving of death, wouldn't dare to make a move.
If they are so intimidated by Mingguang's methods in the last match that they dare not sacrifice their juniors to go down to the mortal realm and disrupt the competition, and instead retreat back into their shells and clans that have been passed down for thousands of years, that would be truly distressing.
How can she and Zhu Ming continue their grand scheme?
It should be understood that most of the immortals in the celestial realm, although they do not cling to power and do not participate in struggles, are mostly from ancient immortal clans, and in the end, they are all of the same blood and lineage.
Cooking a "sizzling plate" of food that unites everyone is no easy task.
They are now clearly desperate, terrified that after Bitao ascends to power, she will collude with Youtian's meritorious immortal position and with the future emperor Mingguang, who is now obviously infatuated with Bitao, to change the rules of the celestial realm.
That's why he risked luring the Azure Emperor away and extended his reach back to the Competition Star Realm, hoping to make Bitao die in the lower realm in a logical way.
At the very least, they could not win the competition and ascend to a higher celestial position of dominion.
Bitao was being dragged along like a dog. She staggered a few times, but instead of glaring angrily or enduring the humiliation, she wisely quickened her pace.
"This little fairy struggled so fiercely before she was captured, but now she's as docile as a tamed dog."
Someone turned around, tugged at the chains a few times, and caused Bitao to stumble again.
His handsome face twisted slightly, and one of his eyelids twitched a few times, clearly because he felt extremely pleased to be able to treat Bitao this way.
His tone was menacing, yet he had a handsome face and a pair of upturned fox-like eyes.
It's a real shame to waste such a gift of beauty.
The fox-eyed fairy asked Bitao, "Little fairy, what is your celestial rank in the Heavenly Realm?"
"Most beautiful female immortals like you are cowardly as mice... What crime could you have committed to be banished to this realm of immortals?"
Is it the realm of banished immortals?
Bitao read the official documents of the myriad realms with Mingguang since she was a child, and later she also traveled to the mortal realms quite often when she was with Youtian.
She had no idea that there was a realm of banished immortals among the myriad realms.
Moreover, this fox-eyed person calls her Fairy Maiden, which is the ancient name for celestial fairies in the Nine Heavens, and it has been used ever since. However, the names used in the Nine Heavens today vary.
If she were a person from the lower realm, she would call Bitao a fairy, a goddess, or, like Taiji, a fairy maiden.
Since this is the realm of banished immortals, Bitao boldly guesses that this person, or rather this group of people, was probably once an immortal in the celestial realm.
interesting.
Under whose orders would a group of celestial beings, who were judged by the heavens and sent to the mortal realm, hunt down other celestial beings from the Nine Heavens?
With every word they uttered, Bitao could glean some information about the world from it.
She answered the questions, thinking about how to get them to talk more so she could get more information out of them.
Bitao replied, "The sin of murdering fellow immortals... and the sin of promiscuity."
Bitao said that if she had committed other crimes, these people might not care much and would only ridicule her.
But if she herself says she is "promiscuous," these people will definitely be eager to say more.
Human nature is inherently flawed and cannot be changed. Just like throughout history, beautiful women have always been labeled as licentious, promiscuous, and a scourge to the country and its people.
You have to step in and splash some dirty water to feel comfortable.
This kind of inherent flaw is like how ordinary people admire the strong and worship gods, but they also love to see the strong fall from grace and drag the gods down from their pedestals.
Those immortals who were banished to the mortal realm were supposed to undergo tribulations, but somehow they were placed in a star realm where they gathered together and harmed each other. This must have caused their five yin to be blazing and their evil thoughts to flourish.
Sure enough, as soon as Bitao finished speaking, they all laughed.
"Slaughtering fellow immortals... you think you can do that? Hahaha... but the crime of promiscuity is more reasonable."
The man with fox-like eyes swept his gaze across Bitao's body and face in a very disrespectful manner, and then said, "You celestial maidens of the Nine Heavens, you all look high and mighty, but in reality, you're probably groveling before those high-ranking celestial lords!"
Bitao keenly deduced from his resentment that this banished immortal, when he was in the celestial realm, probably harbored resentment towards a celestial maiden he couldn't win over.
The fox-eyed man asked Bitao with great interest, "Tell me, who did you commit adultery with? And who did you kill?"
Bitao looked at him and deliberately said, "Even if I told you, would you recognize me? Have you ever been to the Nine Heavens?"
"My lover is the high and mighty 'Celestial Prince' Mingguang Xuanxian, the future successor to the Immortal Emperor."
"Those I killed were all those who tried to take his place from me!"
"You!" The fox-eyed creature was indeed enraged by Bi Tao's words, and retorted angrily, "I too was once a celestial being of the Nine Heavens! Who in this realm hasn't once been high above others?!"
“Celestial Prince Mingguang… Ha, I’ve never heard of him before. Is he a newborn brat from the last few hundred years? He hasn’t even become an Immortal Emperor yet. Could it be that Qingming is dead?”
The fox-eyed man tugged at Bitao's chain as he walked, saying disdainfully, "But I remember Qingming's son is called Dongjun. How come your lover, the Crown Prince of Heaven, is named Mingguang? Could it be that someone is impersonating a high-ranking immortal, deceiving you and then refusing to tell you their name?"
Bitao mentioned Mingguang because she wanted to know the extent to which the ancient immortals controlled this realm.
Did they receive prior notification of their identities before descending to the mortal realm to compete for immortal positions? And did these people obey orders to arrest people according to their "titles"?
Apart from the man who looked like Mingguang, whose expression was unreadable, the expressions of the others from Bitao Temple clearly indicated that they had not been informed of the contestants' identities beforehand.
In other words, they were simply arresting her; they didn't know her or Mingguang.
Bitao feigned indignation, staring at him and saying, "Impossible! The entire Nine Heavens knows that Mingguang is the future emperor, and he loves me!"
At this moment, another person next to Fox Eyes spoke up: "Fellow Daoist Yunmeng, I know this. Hahaha, this used to be a joke throughout the Nine Heavens."
The person who spoke was beautiful, with a touch of the elegance of the moon goddess, but because she was not tall enough, her supposedly unrestrained temperament couldn't be displayed, like a peony growing incongruously on a short-legged weed.
The short-legged boy said, "Before I was sentenced to be banished to the mortal realm, Qingming, who was always controlling the sundial, probably wanted to experience the love between father and son one day. He came down from the Milky Way, using the yin and yang sundial, to coax his eldest son, Dongjun, who was not yet an adult, to sleep and told him stories."
When the short-legged boy talked about this, his schadenfreude was very obvious: "His eldest son, Dongjun, was born with the purest bloodline of the ancient immortal clan, a genius who was born to be a celestial immortal and a Xuanxian in one step."
"He is the absolute candidate for the next emperor, but Qingming has entered the realm of immortals and forgotten that he has become one with heaven and earth. Every move he makes and every word he says can affect the fate of heaven and earth, let alone a little golden crow that has not yet grown its feathers?"
"Qingming told his eldest son a story about a celestial demon in the Shangqing Realm, hahahahaha... but little did he know that his words and actions had completely changed Dongjun's destiny."
"Then Dongjun grew up the next day. Just then, a True Lord from Shangqing Realm came to Taiqing Realm to coordinate official duties and directly kidnapped his son, hahaha!"
"No matter how hard we try, we can't bring them back. They're single-mindedly focused on slaying demons and monsters in the Shangqing Realm!"
"At the time, the entire Nine Heavens was in an uproar. Kunyi of the Myriad Realms Heavenly Dao directly confronted Qingming because of this incident. She rebuked him for his disobedience as a ruler and threatened to break ties with him if he dared to use the sundial to affect other people's fates again."
"I suppose that after that, Kunyi and Qingming had no choice but to have another emperor to raise, since they couldn't bring back their eldest son, Dongjun."
The fox-eyed creature called Yunmeng sneered, "So that's how it is..."
Bitao suddenly realized something.
I see.
No wonder the Azure Emperor had never spoken a single word to Mingguang from childhood to adulthood.
Originally, a loving father could not be loving to just one person.
If Mingguang knew the reason behind it, he would surely be able to alleviate some of the loneliness that had plagued him for so many years.
Bitao's expression softened for a moment as she decided to tell him when she saw him again.
The person with the bright face turned to look at Bitao, raising his long eyebrows and his narrow eyes filled with an indescribable look.
He said, "Then there's no need for the fairy to be angry. Your little lover, Mingguang, seems to be the future emperor."
Bitao looked into the man's eyes and glimpsed a line of crimson within his golden pupils. Yet, she could not see through him as easily as she could through others whose five senses were beyond her control.
He's using Mingguang's name, so he must know Mingguang's identity.
So what celestial position does he hold? Or is he just a smokescreen released by the ancient immortal clan in this realm to mislead the other contestants?
Bitao was filled with a myriad of emotions, but she did not show it on her face.
But the topic she deliberately brought up was not yet over.
Another person among them spoke up.
This person is quite tall, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and is quite handsome. However, he is too thin, with a narrow waist that is almost as long as Bitao's thigh.
It resembles a weasel that has come to life, standing upright.
The weasel's voice was clear and crisp. He said, "So what if your lover is the future emperor? Since you have been sentenced to be banished to the mortal realm, I advise you to forget all the glory and pride you had in the heavens. Perhaps you can live a few more years."
"When you go to the Nine Heavens Palace and become Xu Xingshen's furnace, you'll at least be able to eat and drink well and enjoy a few years of immortal life."
Fox Eyes continued, "You should know that if a sinful immortal like you is sent to this realm and cannot be used as a furnace, then your immortal pearl will be dug out, and you will become a mortal, with no possibility of returning to heaven."
"You should be glad you're a fairy."
"Who is Xu Xingshen?" Bitao asked. "Shouldn't a star god be banished to an ancient, desolate star after committing a crime, his power annihilated? Why is he here?"
Star deities are rarely offended. They usually stay in the sky on duty when they have nothing to do. If there is trouble in the territory under their jurisdiction, they can go down to deal with it.
They enjoy offerings from multiple realms and are usually very powerful. Unless it is a devastating calamity, they can handle very few troubles.
Even in the event of a devastating catastrophe, such as two sundials shifting and threatening to collide.
All you need to do is report to the Celestial Emperor via the Yin-Yang Sundial of the Star River.
If you report it promptly, even if you destroy the boundary, it won't be considered dereliction of duty, and you'll even get a new star boundary division.
The Star Gods were mostly punished for abusing their power in their own star realms, or for being so greedy that they extended their reach to other star realms to cause trouble.
When a star deity is found guilty of a crime, it is usually punishable by death.
Even if a star god occasionally neglects his duties and leaves his post, failing to handle the crisis in his jurisdiction in time, his crime, though not punishable by death, will be exiled to the desolate ancient star realm, with no possibility of returning to his post.
This is equivalent to being exiled three thousand miles away from the mortal realm, and never to be employed again.
How did I end up in the same realm as a banished immortal?
If there truly are Star Gods in this realm... then the Ancient Immortal Clan is incredibly audacious, daring to secretly plot against the very nose of the Azure Nether Emperor.
It's not that easy to fool Qingming. How many star gods would it take to steal the sky and change the sun?
Could it be that they're planning a rebellion?
"You have quite a few questions!" The immortal-like man narrowed his fox-like eyes, cunning and ruthless.
He refused to reveal anything more about this world and, as punishment, beat Bitao until she knelt on the ground.
The man, still wearing the same bright face, pulled Bitao up again, half-embracing her in his arms, and tenderly stroked her cheek with his fingers.
"Immortal Lord Yunmeng, why be so irritable?"
"This fairy can be exchanged for spirit pearls. Be careful with her delicate skin. If it gets damaged, Xu Xingshen will be displeased, and it will be a loss."
This person's manner of speaking is completely different from Mingguang's.
Mingguang always pretended to be low-key, because he was punished by the Heavenly Sound, so he was taciturn, thought carefully about his words, and tried to be as concise and authoritative as possible when he spoke.
This person speaks slowly and softly, with a rhythmic and melodious tone, giving the impression of chanting or reciting scriptures.
Bitao frowned slightly and struggled, but failed to break free from the man's arm.
He looked at Bitao, his long eyebrows lowered, a warning in his eyes.
The fox-eyed woman called Yunmeng looked at the man holding Bitao and said in an unfriendly tone, "Fellow Daoist Tingni, I advise you to be more careful. God Xu Xing dislikes damaged furnaces and hates 'filth' left after being played with."
The man called Tingni, upon hearing this, immediately released Bitao in fear, raised his hands and said, "I didn't do anything, Fellow Daoist Yunmeng, don't talk nonsense."
Her original name was Tingni... Swift Thunder.
The immortals of the Nine Heavens do not name their beings after surnames, but after the myriad things in the universe. Most of these names are based on their respective departments, spiritual attributes, physical forms, or status.
For example, both Mingguang and Dongjun are suns, belong to the Golden Crow clan, and are natural rulers.
The icy wheel and the icy mirror, including the Guanghan, are all part of the moon, existing to protect the sun.
The like Yun Chuan Jing Su are stars, existing around the sun.
Is this person Lei Ling? Or is he from the Lei Department?
Bitao searched through the documents she had read from various worlds and found that Thunder Spirits who were sentenced to be demoted to a lower rank were very rare.
Tingni knew that Mingguang, even if he had been punished, was a matter of nearly two hundred years ago.
However, in the past two hundred years, apart from Bitao's misjudgments during the competition, no one in Lei's department has been convicted.
Neither the Thunder Spirit faction nor the Thunder Department generals have a person named Ting Ni.
The group stopped talking and led Bitao through the mountains and forests.
For the time being, Bitao decided not to think about what Tingni, who was wearing a bright face, really was.
She heard the fluttering of wings and began to look up to observe the birds.
Take a closer look at everything around you.
The last competition was held in the desolate Xuanxing Realm.
Humanity and the cultivation world declined together, reproduction became difficult, and the ability to fly to the mortal realm nearly disappeared.
In this realm, birds soar through the sky, wildflowers bloom in abundance, insects chirp incessantly, and the mountains and rivers are picturesque.
The vitality here is clearly very strong.
Life force is spiritual energy, and most cultivators in the Xuanxing Realm cultivate using spiritual energy.
But these people captured her and used magical artifacts to control her, saying they wanted to exchange her for some kind of "immortal pearl".
The result was simply that I took her on a walk through the woods.
With such vibrant life here, shouldn't we be able to fly on swords?
Do they not have any magical artifacts to suppress it, or any spiritual energy to draw upon?
There was a hole covered by grass and trees on the road. Bitao was lost in thought and accidentally stepped into it, losing her balance. A person walking next to her grabbed her and pulled her back.
Bitao looked towards the person and met that familiar yet unfamiliar face.
Bitao stared at the face, then recalled the teleportation process, when she and Mingguang entered the tribulation hand in hand, only to be teleported to different places.
It seems that when their bodies and souls were separated in the lightning, Mingguang's anxious expression was because he had sensed the power of the lightning separating them and that the two of them would not be teleported to the same place.
Bitao was not in a hurry to find Mingguang. After confirming that the ancient immortals had tampered with this place, she deduced that even if Mingguang was in danger in the short term, it would not be fatal compared to her.
They wouldn't even end up like her, about to be given away as a "furnace" (a metaphor for being used as a furnace or cauldron).
The ancient immortal clan has always wanted to win back Mingguang, as they have no better candidate for emperor than Mingguang.
Yun Chuan was previously highly regarded and praised, but in the second competition, he faced Ming Guang several times and could not match Ming Guang in any aspect, from mental strength and tactics to martial arts strategies.
If he hadn't knelt down and begged for mercy, he would never have been able to die.
While the ancient immortal clan might be able to control such a person by elevating him to the throne, it would be difficult to win over the "masses." Those who do not participate in the struggle and are wholeheartedly devoted to their duties in their respective positions need a true emperor who understands how to manage and has the means to lead them.
Therefore, Mingguang might be "taught a lesson" in this realm, with his wings being broken so that he can "turn over a new leaf," but Bitao doesn't need to worry too much.
Her immediate priority is to figure out what's going on in this world.
Therefore, Bitao tripped and fell to the ground as she walked, her back trembling, pretending that she couldn't get up.
"Go!" The fox-eyed fox, holding the chain, showed no pity for Bitao. Upon hearing that Bitao had committed the crime of "illicit sex," he was probably reminded of his unrequited love and his hatred for Bitao grew even stronger after transferring his affections to her.
It pulled her so hard she almost suffocated.
However, Bitao is ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to herself.
He was almost strangled to death but refused to stand up.
"Hey, hey, Fellow Daoist Yunmeng, don't strangle her to death!"
The weasel loosened the chain, and Bitao, having caught her breath, coughed violently.
He was curled up on the ground, coughing until his body was red, looking like a small, dying animal, extremely pitiful.
She gasped, "My injuries are too severe... my spiritual energy is suppressed, and I can't walk."
"If you want me to leave, at least remove the magical artifact from my leg."
"What kind of dream are you having? Did they want to untie you so you could run away?!"
"Besides, even if you untie it, will you be able to move? This is the mortal realm. You came here just to prevent us from using our spiritual energy?"
It turns out they don't use swords because they can't draw upon spiritual energy in the mortal realm.
As for what they said about her running here... Bitao has no memory of running away from here.
She was captured as soon as she woke up.
Otherwise, how could these few amateurs possibly catch her?
Who manipulated "her" to come here? Her capture was probably intentional.
The methods of the ancient immortals are truly varied and ingenious.
If there is a mortal realm, then there must also be a "celestial" realm.
Bitao coughed, didn't answer, and lay limply with her eyes closed, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
When Fox Eyes saw Bitao's "dead look," he raised his foot to kick her.
Tingni blocked it.
He wore the same face as Mingguang, revealing a fawning smile that Mingguang would never show.
"Fellow Daoist Yunmeng, please calm down. She has lost too much blood and is under the control of the magic artifact. It is understandable that she is too heavy to walk."
"How about I carry her?"
Yunmeng scoffed, "You're holding her? You're probably trying to take advantage of her, aren't you?"
"What are you saying, Fellow Daoist Yunmeng? What could I possibly do in broad daylight?"
"How about we take turns carrying her?"
Both the weasel and the short-legged boy looked resistant upon hearing this. Bitao was filthy, the magic artifact was stuck in her bones, and her flesh could not heal, so she kept bleeding.
Wouldn't I get all dirty if I held her?
Yunmeng obviously didn't want to either.
But as the leader of these people, he kept a straight face and pretended to be dignified.
After a moment, Tingni said again, "Then how about this, I'll carry her, okay?"
"It's getting dark. Should we really continue to linger in this mortal realm?"
Tingni said in a chanting manner, "At that time, we might become someone else's prey."
Fox-eyed Yunmeng also knew that it was too dangerous to stay any longer. After dark in the mortal realm, there were "mortal cultivator" teams that specifically hunted down cultivators like them.
As long as they obtain their immortal pearls, they can return to the cultivation world.
He thought of the person who had led them here, and his fox-like eyes glared fiercely at Bitao again.
With a forced smile, he said to Tingni, "Fellow Daoist Tingni, you really know how to cherish a beautiful woman. Then I'll have to trouble you."
So Bitao, like a human-shaped sack, was carried onto Tingni's shoulder.
It wasn't any more comfortable than walking on my own.
Several magical artifacts were stuck in her bones.
Tingni's steps were leisurely and steady, but it couldn't stop the magical artifacts from digging into Bitao's bones and rubbing against her unhealable flesh as she walked.
However, she remained silent, hanging upside down on Tingni, occasionally twisting deliberately as if in pain.
In reality, it involves squeezing the ritual implements on the shoulder blades outwards.
Blood flowed down her upside-down shoulders and onto Bitao's face. She had been hanging upside down for a long time and was losing blood continuously, making her head dizzy. She stuck out her tongue and licked it, and the sweet and bloody smell hit her head.
I've become a little more sober.
She mustn't faint; these people will surely take her away from the mortal realm and to the "immortal" realm.
She needs to find out what's going on.
In the Xuanxing Realm, cultivators are forbidden from indiscriminately killing mortals, for fear of incurring karmic entanglements.
This rule, that cultivators in this realm cannot use their spiritual energy in the mortal world, was something Bitao had never heard of before.
They finally reached the edge of the woods before nightfall.
Bitao was put down, her face covered in dried blood, making her look nothing like a pretty fairy, but rather a wretched and miserable prisoner.
Because she was in such a sorry state, she collapsed to the ground as soon as she was put down, and she also appeared too weak.
No one noticed that the magical artifact on the side of her shoulder that was pressed against the ground was squeezed out halfway by brute force.
As soon as Bitao stepped out of the forest, she pulled a spirit boat from her sleeve, looking at those immortals.
Then, he activated his spiritual energy, directly enlarging the spirit boat and suspending it in mid-air.
Bitao lay on the ground like a rotten mud, and her eyebrows twitched.
When will they be able to use spiritual energy?
Isn't it said that one cannot use spiritual energy in the mortal realm?
Have they entered a "fairyland"?
What exactly is used to divide the realm between immortals and mortals in this world?
However, as Bitao lay there, she soon found the answer.
The spirit boat was summoned to their feet, and the spiritual energy flowed, causing the surrounding spiritual winds to scatter.
The scattered spiritual winds blew to the edge of the forest they had just left.
This triggered the barrier formation at the edge of the previously empty forest.
Bitao squinted and strained to make out the array that appeared under the setting sun, which was stirred by the spiritual wind. It was like a light leaf falling into the river, creating layers of ripples that were difficult to see with the naked eye.
Half of the magical artifact sealing spiritual energy on Bitao's shoulder was released, and she regained wisps of spiritual energy, which adhered to her eyes. She saw the ripples spreading further and further, growing larger and larger—
It stretched out to an endless expanse, beyond the reach of Bitao's eyes.
This was the first time Bitao had ever seen such a massive barrier formation.
It was as if the heavens and earth had been created, like a high wall, a natural barrier, completely separating the mortal and immortal realms.
The barrier array was relatively easy to identify, as Bitao was familiar with various arrays. This array was vast yet simple, blocking the spiritual energy of the "immortal" realm from flowing into the mortal world.
But the mortal world is naturally rich in spiritual energy.
The "fairyland" is only slightly better than the mortal world.
strangeness.
Bitao was carried onto the small boat.
She managed to lean her head against the shallow edge of the small boat, and as the spirit boat rose into the air, she looked towards the mortal realm beyond the barrier array.
She first saw wisps of smoke rising from the villages and towns not far away.
Then, as the spirit ship ascended, they saw a bustling town, filled with mortals as numerous as ants.
That was a mortal world that appeared perfectly normal, even prosperous and thriving.
Unfortunately, the spirit boat flew in the opposite direction, so Bitao couldn't see much of the mortal world and therefore couldn't detect anything unusual.
What are you looking at?
Not far from Bitao, Tingni, sitting on the spirit boat with her back against a mast, asked.
Bitao could not see the mortal world clearly, and on the "celestial realm" side, there were only overlapping green mountains. She probably hadn't reached the place where the banished immortals resided yet.
So she turned her head and looked at the person who was speaking to her.
Under the setting sun, the shimmering gold light shone on him, making him look so much like him.
Even though Bitao knew it wasn't Mingguang, she couldn't help but feel a pang of unease, and a fleeting look of intimacy flashed in her eyes.
Na Tingni clearly noticed the look in Bi Tao's eyes and slowly smiled.
He leaned back, his posture unnatural, against the mast, and said in a low voice, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Do you like my...face?
He braced his elbows effortlessly against the edge of the small boat, his long, slender fingers touching his own face.
A pair of long legs stretched out freely, with scarlet bloodstains remaining on their shoulders from carrying the peaches.
The filthy bloodstains stained his snow-white robes, which fluttered in the wind, but he didn't care at all and didn't even cast a cleansing spell to wash them off.
Bitao had been observing him for a long time. From his lingering gaze, the deep and unfathomable interest in his eyes, the fleeting crimson light in his eyes, and even his unruly demeanor at this moment, she could sense a wicked aura belonging to a demon.
Mingguang handles public duties across the myriad realms, inevitably requiring him to collaborate with the Shangqing Realm, and he occasionally appears there.
The line between being human and being demon is sometimes very thin.
The Taiqing Realm only governs the three realms of humans, ghosts, and immortals.
Once a human transforms into a demon, or a mortal beast accidentally enters the demon realm and escapes the Three Realms, and has not committed any evil deeds in the Star Realm, it cannot be killed by the Heavenly Dao of the Myriad Realms with a single lightning strike. In such cases, the True Lords who travel in the Upper Clarity Realm must handle the situation.
Could this Ting Ni be... a True Lord whose original form was a demon, who was judged down from the Shangqing Realm?
Like the Painted Skin Demon, skilled at disguising the appearance of others?
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