Chapter 23

Inside the ice wall, I gathered my sleeves and listened carefully. Wuqu Xingjun's words were completely distorted. If this little leopard continued, his immortal path would come to an end.

"Chiling God, the situation outside is tense. If Fufeng gets angry, he won't be merciful. Are you ready to go out?"

The Little White Dragon put on his outer robe, and his handsome appearance returned. I pondered for a while. Anyway, I had to go out to meet people sooner or later. It didn't matter if I went out sooner or later, so I nodded.

Wuqu Xingjun was about to reveal some insider information to the stunned immortals. For example, how the Celestial Ruler personally brewed medicine and fed it to the Chiling God, how he carried a booklet into the bedroom to keep an eye on the Chiling God so that she couldn't get out of bed, and how he frequently dismissed his servants, leaving only the two of them in the bedroom …

Suddenly, the sound of jade shattering resounded, and the several feet thick ice wall shattered into powder. The Celestial Ruler shook off the water vapor in his hands and asked calmly.

"Wuqu Xingjun, have you said enough?"

"Celestial Ruler … Your Majesty …"

Wuqu Xingjun recognized this strange and unpredictable tone. He hurriedly bowed to the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Actually, his story was very vivid, and much sweeter than my own experience. However, due to the Little White Dragon's cold face, I couldn't plead for leniency now. I could only turn to the defeated Nishang Fairy.

"If you like the Celestial Ruler, you should explain to him why he came to find trouble with me.

Immortals like you who ascended from the mortal world have too many twists and turns in your hearts. It's really boring. "

The Brocade Weaving Conference was supposed to be a joyous occasion, but after this incident, the mood was dampened. I flipped my palm and summoned the Ten Thousand Years Flower Token, handing it to Lipu Yuanjun.

"May I trouble Origin Lord to calculate whether this Flower Token is enough to exchange for the Bodhi Fruit?"

"It's enough, it's enough!"

Lipu Yuanjun handed over a pear wood box. "Flower Command Exalted Goddess, please accept this. This is a Bodhi fruit. Immortal wood is not easily sturdy. After plucking it, you must consume it within two hours. Please remember."

"Thanks for the reminder."

I opened the wooden box and picked up the round white fruit that was as big as a quail's egg and swallowed it. "This box looks good. You can keep it.

My apologies for disturbing the Brocade Weaving Guild. "

Originally, I wanted to use the Bodhi fruit's spiritual energy to nourish my vitality, but this time, I was hit by the Nine Planets True Fire. The burning pain in my calf that I had been trying to endure was getting worse and worse.

"Your Majesty Celestial Ruler, I'm in a hurry to go back and refine the spirit fruit, so I won't stay any longer."

I turned around and cupped my hands. I pulled Fufeng along and was about to leave on a cloud. The Little White Dragon carefully observed the fatigue in my eyes, and his gaze inadvertently swept to his feet.

"The Nishang Fairy injured you first. Do you have any grievances that I need to uphold justice for?"

"It's fine. It's nothing important. The path of cultivation is tedious, and it's common to walk into a dead end. Which immortal hasn't been muddle-headed in the past?"

My hand that was pulling Fufeng was trembling. Eating the Bodhi fruit would be so rude. "It's all up to Your Majesty. Farewell!"

After returning to the Jade Pearl Palace, the Bodhi fruit's spiritual energy surged. I hurriedly sent Fufeng away and sat cross-legged on the ground to refine it.

In just a moment, the burning pain on my calf gradually disappeared.

The Bodhi tree was worthy of being called a prehistoric ancient treasure. Even a random branch could bear such a spiritual fruit.

Actually, I could've taken the Bodhi fruit and the pear wood box back with me and found an auspicious day to bathe and change my clothes. Then, I could've calmly sat on the meditation platform and consumed the fruit. However, I picked it up and ate it in a fit of pique. After all, I only had myself to blame for this.

This wasn't a bad thing.

The more painful it was, the more clear-headed I would be. Only when I'm clear-headed would I be able to decide whether to continue walking or turn back.

When I was trapped in the ice wall with the Little White Dragon, I borrowed two sets of clothes to express my feelings, but he retreated and called me Exalted God.

Chiling, Chiling God, and Exalted God. These few words were different, but they were very different.

Chiling was joy, Chiling God was respect, and Exalted God was rejection.

When I promised to save Jin Mi, I couldn't bear to see him suffer day and night. Besides feeling sorry for himself, I also felt that love was hard to overcome and that it was easy to give birth to evil creatures.

After the death of a beautiful woman, all the resentment and dissatisfaction in the story would be hidden away at any time. What was left in the memory was a love that was even more ingrained than reality. Every time it was tossed and turned, it would deepen until one became a demon.

Even though I was full of enthusiasm, I couldn't compare to a person who lives in the memory.

Footsteps sounded outside the door. I made a hand seal and changed into a new set of clothes. Chi Xia Yi has a strong personality and actually arranged for the Nine Luminaries True Fire to burn it, so that I can wear this Misty Cloud Brocade without worry.

The Little White Dragon knocked on the door three times and pushed it in. His expression was valiant, without any emotion. I supported myself with my arms on the ground, my hair loose. I looked up and smiled.

"Why are you so fast? Has the Nishang Fairy been dealt with?"

"Temporarily detained in the Bitter Seawater Prison."

He squatted down and looked at me at the same level. The Celestial Ruler's court robes were wrinkled on the ground. "The Bodhi fruit can only heal physical wounds, but it can't deal with the fire poison. There's a spiritual spring in the Taishang Laojun of the Three Purities Palace that can treat this illness."

The Little White Dragon's care was always like this. His gentle eyes seemed to be filled with affection, but if you looked closely, it was cold affection, the lingering of wild thoughts. He dug out his heart and gave it to someone else. The remaining gentleness was just the residual warmth of a prairie fire that had been extinguished. Even if you grabbed it in your hands, it would only last for a moment.

In this way, it would be better to let it become a responsibility, at least for a long time.

"That spring is too hot. I don't want to go."

I leaned forward, my eyes teasing him. The Spirit Locking Hairpin hadn't been fastened. My Draconic Aura and appearance were straightforward and ostentatious. I was the most beautiful Blood Dragon in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. My true appearance should be extremely charming to the descendants of the Dragon race.

He was really in a daze, but he woke up too quickly. Even though we were so close that we could smell each other's breaths, he didn't show any signs of being aroused. My eyelashes drooped down, hiding my mocking smile. Sharp and dry thorns seemed to grow from the bottom of my roar. The emotions that I swallowed down were all soaked in blood.