Chapter 53: Is This Boyikǎo, Lustful?

As a third-generation disciple of the Ren Sect, he also has some experience; things this strange might not be simple.

Tianpeng carefully put it away; for some unknown reason, holding it in his hand always gave him an inexplicable palpitation.

Better to wait until the time comes to hand it over to Chen the shopkeeper; no matter how mysterious, Tianpeng has no intention of keeping it in his hand.

Besides the Yu Qingzhong bell bestowed by Haotian, which he fears will be hard to explain later, and his own weapon, everything else has become meal money.

So now this is truly a case of having more money than face; what magic treasure do you need? Isn't plain rice fragrant enough for him?

On the other side, Yunxiao, whose cultivation is at the early Perfected Saint stage, arrived outside the Nantianmen in just a few breaths, but she did not rashly rush in.

First, she knows that since the Investiture of the Gods, the Heavenly Court's structure will surely undergo great changes, and she herself does not even know where her two younger sisters reside.

Second, as a holy person's direct disciple, she is fully aware of the Heavenly Court Sovereign Haotian's strength—it is absolutely above hers—and moreover, most of the names on the Investiture of the Gods are her Jie Sect's followers; it is better to keep a low profile.

She came to reunite with her younger sisters and to beg money to buy peach blossom brew, not to cause trouble.

"May I ask, do you know where the mansions of Qiong Xiao and Bixiao immortals are?"

The heavenly soldiers scanned Yunxiao up and down, their eyes filled with deep amazement, nearly losing their composure.

Having come to their senses, they quickly stood even straighter; Su Ri'an had never seen this immortal before, but after years of guarding the Nantianmen, they still had some discernment.

Just looking at this one, it's clear she's not ordinary—certainly not something these lowly heavenly soldiers could stop.

However, leaking heavenly court information to outsiders would be a grave crime for them.

The heavenly soldiers also dared not retreat, nor dare to speak.

"Immortal, please wait here; I will go report to the Heavenly King at once." At this moment, a clever heavenly soldier said.

Yunxiao gave a faint nod.

"Report to the Heavenly King: outside the Nantianmen, an immortal says she is looking for the Qiong Xiao and Bixiao ladies."

The duty officer today, the Zengzhang Tianwang Molìqīng, frowned—looking for Qiong Xiao and Bixiao is truly a rare matter.

The Erxiao ladies have always kept to themselves; since he took office, this is the first time he has heard of them.

Wait!

Molìqīng suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked: "You said it's an immortal?"

The heavenly soldier nodded and said: "Yes, and she looks... anyway, to this subordinate, she's the most beautiful one I've ever seen!"

By the end of saying that, he couldn't help but blush.

A beautiful immortal, and she specifically asked for the Erxiao ladies—who knows, maybe even!

Molìqīng's breath caught, and he rushed to the Nantianmen; upon seeing that peerless figure for the first time, his pupils instantly contracted sharply.

"I have seen Yunxiao... uh, Teaching Master!" Molìqīng spoke halfway, then suddenly corrected himself, for the words the Celestial Holy Person said before departing were like thunder in his ears, not to be forgotten!

"I have seen the Heavenly King." Yunxiao smiled slightly.

When she was suppressed on Qilin Ya, the Taiqing Holy Person let her view the Investiture of the Gods' positions once, so she still remembers now.

"Not dare to accept, not dare to accept!" Molìqīng said somewhat fearfully.

Nowadays, Yunxiao's status is not merely the Investiture of the Gods' position; she is also the acting sect master of the Jie Sect, her status exceedingly exalted.

Moreover, she possesses the cultivation of a Perfected Saint!

"Fulfill one's duty faithfully, worthy of the title Heavenly King!" Yunxiao nodded; for such loyal and dutiful people of the Mo Family Four Generals, she holds them in high regard.

"I wish to meet my second and third younger sisters; may I ask the Heavenly King where they are now?"

Molìqīng pondered, then said: "The two ladies should currently be receiving their appointments at the Ziwei Gong."

After speaking, Molìqīng gave Yunxiao a detailed explanation of the route.

After Yunxiao expressed her thanks, she immediately bade farewell and flew straight toward the Ziwei Gong; she would soon see her two younger sisters, and her heart could not help but stir with excitement.

I don't know how it has been these many years—how are they faring?

And at this moment, in a side hall of the Ziwei Gong.

"Second sister, when are we going to find the eldest sister? Even before the master left, he didn't say where the eldest sister is!" A lovely girl in a qinglü-colored dress propped her chin, speaking to the aloof woman in a blue skirt before her.

Qiong Xiao raised her brow: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

"I don't have the master's vast divine powers to calculate the eldest sister's position all at once!"

Bixiao pouted and muttered: "It's not that they miss the eldest sister, is it? Don't you miss her either, second sister?"

Qiong Xiao said nothing, merely reaching out to tidy the stray hairs between Bixiao's brows.

Ordinarily haughty and proud, her brows and eyes soften entirely when facing her younger sisters.

A light sigh escaped her heart—she, too, longs for the eldest sister.

Yunxiao arrived at the Ziwei Dian, and the master of the Ziwei Dian is precisely Haotian's Four Sovereigns, Beidi Ziwei Dadi Boyikǎo, son of Zhou Wenwang; after all calculations, he is still an enemy.

"Yunxiao pays respects to the Ziwei Dadi." Yunxiao arrived at the great hall and gave Boyikǎo a slight bow.

Now is indeed leisure time; fundamentally, there are no other immortals here, only a few attendants and little immortals.

Yunxiao!

Originally Boyikǎo didn't even lift his head, but upon hearing the newcomer's name, he immediately looked over.

This glance need not be avoided; one look and he instantly fell under her spell—he had thought Qiong Xiao and Bixiao were already the world's utmost beauty, but he had not imagined Yunxiao surpassed them.

He had never before seen such a clear and lovely, gentle woman; her very bearing unconsciously made him feel intoxicated.

"So it's Yunxiao—quickly, sit, quickly sit." Boyikǎo repeatedly waved his hands, gesturing for Yunxiao to sit on the chair to the left of the hall.

Yunxiao's brows slightly furrowed; the rumors said Boyikǎo was a modest gentleman—how could he be so... well, lustful?

Originally she thought she had misjudged, but her own feeling would not deceive her; the gentler a woman's disposition, the more sensitive she is.

Yunxiao was originally formed from the first white cloud in heaven, a symbol of purity; for such lascivious thoughts, she perceives them with perfect clarity.

At that moment, her impression of Boyikǎo dropped to the lowest rank; his originally gentle tone also unconsciously carried a hint of coldness.

"Reporting to the Ziwei Dadi, Yunxiao has come this time to reunite with her younger sisters; may I ask where they are?"

Boyikǎo gave a light smile, his gaze still wandering over Yunxiao; his originally fair complexion now actually showed a few traces of lewdness: "Not in a hurry, Yunxiao immortal, you come to my Ziwei Gong to take up office—some rules you still need to know."

Yunxiao's face turned completely cold—this person is truly disgusting!

She now suspects that back then, the nine-tailed fox demon Dájī, because Boyi Rely refused her, flew into a jealous rage and chopped him into meat filling—whether that actually happened or not.

Even if he was indeed an upright and principled gentleman before, now that he has gained power and authority and turned into this appearance, one can see his true inner thoughts.

Repeated insults—bullying others to an excessive degree!

Yunxiao's entire cultivation power surged forth instantly, a pressure of a Prepared Saint sweeping across the entire Great Hall.

"I only want to know now—where are my younger sisters!"

The boundless terrifying pressure instantly pressed Boyi Rely to the ground, his very bones cracking with sound.

Boyi Rely, in life, was merely a mortal flesh body; this Golden Immortal cultivation of his was still forcefully elevated by the Divine Position of the Investiture of the Gods.

He fundamentally possessed no actual combat strength, naturally unable to withstand the pressure of Yunxiao's Prepared Saint cultivation.

"Yunxiao, you are reckless! Do you know who I am!" Boyi Rely lay on the ground, straining to struggle with all his might, yet still utterly useless.