Did I hit the nail on the head in Chapter 152? You admit it! ...
Many of them actually sensed their own innate skills while transporting the magical artifacts.
The Immortal Alliance is a powerful force, secretly colluding with the Nine Heavens Palace, with both sides exploiting the Immortals' positions.
The talents and skills that were stripped away were all taken to the Nine Heavens Palace for refinement. Only the most elite Nine Heavens Palaces would retain them, and most of them ended up in the Immortal Exile Alliance's treasury.
When the previous leader was in power, there were people who asked him for their own innate skills.
However, they were all rejected because "magical artifacts need to be in the hands of the most suitable person to exert their greatest power".
These people have long since given up hope that their talents and skills will return.
If Bitao hadn't just "ascended the throne" and wasn't yet able to win over the masses, these people wouldn't have dared to make any demands, let alone rebel while transporting the ritual implements.
Now, not only have they escaped punishment, they have even gained their own unique talents and skills.
In an instant, the celestial positions in the entire warehouse seemed to have degenerated into a group of monkeys who ruled the mountain.
However, some people expressed their disagreement, such as Dongjun.
With her making such a casual promise, what rules are left in the team?
The situation that Mingguang had been working tirelessly day and night to stabilize was always left to "indulge" in this way. How could the troops be managed in this way?
Although the guardian deity Han Shang did not verbally dissuade him, his calm expression clearly showed his disapproval.
Besides the guardian celestial masters, some people who had previously helped Bitao maintain order but couldn't find their own innate skills also looked displeased.
Bitao then added, "Those who can't find their innate skills don't need to be sad. In a moment, choose a suitable magic weapon according to your spiritual attribute."
After Bitao finished speaking, everyone looked at her, their eyes shining like wolves in the night.
Bitao yawned and said, "It's the middle of the night... everyone has worked hard."
"Find something you like, hide it quietly, don't make a fuss, and don't tell anyone."
Bitao blinked at everyone: "If anyone leaks this out, most people will start making a fuss tomorrow, and I'll have to take everything back and re-draw lots to distribute the items."
"Won't!"
"I won't tell!"
"We will never tell anyone, fairy, please rest assured!"
Bitao: "Then let's keep working and get everything done before dawn."
"yes!"
"yes!"
Everyone spoke in unison, and a crisis of division was silently extinguished by Bitao's few words.
Everyone excitedly went to choose their favorite ritual implements.
Bitao led the people out, intending to go back to sleep, where she could still cuddle with Mingguang, who had been completely stripped naked by her, and sleep for half the night.
As soon as he stepped outside, Dongjun vanished in a flash.
Bitao turned her head to Han Shang, whose expression had remained unchanged, and said, "I know you are methodical, disciplined, and have a sense of proportion in your actions."
"But as you know, this is just a temporary team, formed for mutual benefit, and naturally driven by profit."
"You don't need to be too stingy with the distribution of immortal pearls and magical artifacts."
“I need them to fill in and put on a show. I don’t intend to create any Immortal Empire. It doesn’t matter who gets these magical artifacts or whether they can unleash their full potential. What matters is that they won’t use these artifacts against their own people.”
Han Shang's expression shifted slightly.
He was highly regarded by Bitao and was eager to manage the team well.
But he hadn't considered that Bitao had no intention of using these people in the fight at all.
In fact, most team battles are mostly head-on confrontations. When facing off, it's enough to have a few obedient players who take their positions according to Bitao and Mingguang's commands.
They actually opened a barrier, allowing these immortals to go out and fight using magical artifacts?
That would be such a mess.
Bitao patted Hanshang on the shoulder and whispered, "In the end, only those who followed us from the very beginning, those brothers who went through thick and thin with us, have any real bond with us."
"If you're in charge of the warehouse and occasionally show favoritism by leaving some good stuff for the brothers, I'll definitely turn a blind eye."
As Bitao spoke, she actually turned a blind eye and smiled at Han Shang.
Han Shang couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly, and the stubbornness in his eyes quietly faded.
"Go ahead, I've been working long hours for days, and you'll have to look after the team. It'll be tough for you."
"It's not hard work. These things should have been handled by me. It's my incompetence that made the fairy work so late at night."
"If you keep talking to me in such a sarcastic tone, I'm not going to tell you my true feelings anymore."
Han Shang pursed his lips and finally chuckled softly.
She possesses a refined and elegant demeanor, as graceful as the moon.
Han Shang bowed to Bi Tao again: "Fairy, go and rest. Leave the rest to me."
Bitao nodded and turned to leave.
After resolving the matter, Bitao led Taiji towards the backyard.
As they walked, he said, "Actually, a lot of what your brother told you is true. Once you return to Taiqing Realm, you will definitely be the target of everyone's criticism."
"The True Lords of the Shangqing Realm oversee the realm of demons and monsters, where the environment is relatively relaxed. Your swordsmanship might unleash unexpected and extraordinary abilities."
“The True Lords of the Shangqing Realm possess multiple illusion techniques. You were able to sever the Immortal Du Meridian. With a little study, you can naturally sever the Demonic Main Meridian as well. If you were to stand out, you could indeed gain a place there.”
"How about after the competition, my brother and I discuss it and we can let you..."
"Fairy Maiden!"
Taiji was happily listening to Bitao praise him.
Upon hearing that Fairy Bitao was going to introduce him to Shangqing Realm, he immediately knelt down with a thud.
"I'm not going, Fairy!"
"Wherever the fairy is, I will be there!"
As if she had anticipated this, Bitao quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him up.
"Stop kneeling all the time. You are my servant, not my slave."
"I'd rather be a fairy's slave than go to Shangqing Realm!" Taiji's eyes started darting around anxiously again.
Bitao smiled helplessly, patted his head, and said, "Okay, actually I'm reluctant too."
"Your descent to the mortal realm this time has truly been a great help to me..."
The two chatted for a few more minutes. Taiji was comforted by Bitao and praised, so he happily went back to sleep.
Bitao didn't immediately return to the house. She stood quietly in the open space for a moment, and Dongjun, who had been secretly following her, soon appeared.
He looked at Bitao with a complicated expression, and after a moment said sincerely, "Bitao Xuanxian's art of controlling people's hearts is unparalleled, which is truly admirable."
Bitao is waiting for Dongjun.
Ignore Dongjun's tone and the barbed undertones in his words.
He smiled and said, "Brother, you flatter me."
Who is praising you?
“I don’t care how you manipulate these people, but my brother Mingguang suffered the karmic consequences because of you. You’ve restored the immortal veins of so many unrelated people, so why do you only enslave him and refuse to restore his immortal veins?”
Bitao was about to speak.
Dongjun interrupted Bitao again: "Don't tell me there's no suitable one. You killed Yaori. I've already seen the little blind man completely strip away Yaori's Golden Spirit Immortal Vein."
"That Jinling has pretty good aptitude, it's perfect for my younger brother."
After waiting a moment, seeing that Dongjun didn't speak again, Bitao said, "Brother, this is not appropriate."
"The reconnected immortal vein has not yet shown any signs of backlash, but who knows what will happen in the end? I will have Taiji preserve that golden spirit immortal vein and observe it for a while before making any further plans."
This certainly sounds like it's for Mingguang's good. Bitao could even say that those who changed their immortal veins before were paving the way for Mingguang.
But Dongjun is not so easily fooled.
"Your rhetoric might fool my brother, but it won't fool me."
“I watched the little blind man use the knife, and he was indeed following the flow of the meridians and the five elements. His knife skills did not damage the original meridians at all.”
"Furthermore, I have already examined each of those immortal positions whose meridians have been reconnected, and the immortal meridians are running smoothly without any obstruction."
“There was no rejection when transferring to other spirits. Even spirits with the same attribute, such as Ji Chunjun, could be activated and transformed by their different attributes. There was clearly no problem.”
Dongjun stared intently at Bitao: "You've gathered so many immortals who don't submit to you and could rebel at any moment by your side. How dangerous is that? My brother suffered the backlash of karma and has no power to protect himself. Once he leaves Luofan City, anyone can kill him at will!"
"You know perfectly well that being killed by the backlash of one's immortal position doesn't even require consideration of cause and effect. Why don't you help him restore his immortal veins and restore his spiritual energy to ensure his own safety? What are your true intentions?"
Dongjun bombarded Mingguang with a series of questions, all with the intention of benefiting him.
Seeing that he genuinely cared about Mingguang, Bitao remained calm and composed.
He explained, "Brother, don't worry, I will protect him closely. I will never leave his side."
"What can you protect him for? You still rely on me to protect you."
In his haste, Dongjun blurted out, "If I hadn't stopped that arrow that day, wouldn't your back have been wide open too?"
“You can’t predict what dangers you’ll encounter along the way, and I can’t let my brother continue like this.”
“That little blind man… Tai Chi only listens to you. I admit you’re good at manipulating people’s hearts.”
“But if you don’t let him reconnect my brother’s immortal veins as soon as possible, I can only suspect that you don’t want him to recover at all, because of the competition.”
Looking at Bitao, Dongjun thought of her past actions of using Mingguang and did not hesitate to speculate on the evil of her purpose: "Or rather... you used his love for you and wanted to take the opportunity to make him fall from his realm and be unable to compete with you for the high position in the Nine Heavens."
Bitao stood on the open ground, where they were talking, with no walls in front of her and nothing behind her.
Dongjun's resounding question seemed to force Bitao's truest thoughts out of her body, exposing the darkness and wickedness in her heart.
She did not immediately respond.
Even her expression didn't change much, only the corners of her beautiful peach blossom eyes twitched twice, revealing her current unease.
"What, did I hit the nail on the head? Is there no way to refute it now?"
Dongjun looked at Bitao, actually unwilling to admit that she really held such thoughts. If that were the case, it would be too pathetic that his younger brother loved her so much.
Bitao had no fewer than a dozen ways in her mind to refute Dongjun's question.
But she stood there, quietly and silently, without uttering a single word.
He finally let out a light laugh, his tense expression instantly turning casual, disdainful, and even malicious.
He reached up and scratched his temple.
They spoke so softly, as if afraid of waking someone who was asleep.
She said, "Brother...you are such a good brother."
"But there is no second place in the competition. In the midst of the calamity of the five afflictions, it's not too much for me to take advantage of Mingguang's affections, is it? I didn't ask him to kill anyone."
"Besides, what's wrong with wanting to win?"
“I didn’t break any competition rules. I only call you brother because I respect you as Mingguang’s brother.”
Bitao scoffed, "And who are you, the referee? Why are you interfering with how I compete?"
Dongjun's expression changed drastically, finally settling on a gritted-teeth tone, his voice uttering each word as if squeezed out between his teeth: "You...admit...it!"
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