We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 147 Where would she find the time? (4000 words)
Bai Ruxue stared intently at the approaching Linglong Tower.

Just as the Linglong Tower was about to descend and suppress her, at the critical moment...

A gentle breeze suddenly brushed past my face.

A faint scent of ink wafts in the air, refreshing and delightful.

When the Linglong Pagoda was only a foot away from Bai Ruxue, it stopped in mid-air and could no longer fall.

The gentle breeze, like turning the pages of a book, seemed to transform into a pair of invisible hands, steadily lifting the exquisite pagoda.

Daoist Tianqiong frowned and turned to look into the distance.

A man dressed in a blue robe, carrying a long sword, was walking towards him step by step.

With each step he took, his figure instantly appeared several feet away.

When he got close enough, before even the Celestial Daoist could speak, the scholar in green robes had already raised his longsword and swung it down.

Tianqiong Daoren felt a sudden jolt in his heart and instinctively tried to dodge, but the sword was as fast as thunder, and he had no time to react.

The Celestial Daoist's massive Dharma Heaven and Earth Form forcefully withstood this incomparably fierce sword strike.

On his body, which resembled the heavens and the earth, spiderweb-like cracks appeared, as if porcelain had shattered.

The scholar in the green robe flicked his wrist and swung his sword again without hesitation.

"Buzz!"

A sharp sword aura shot out and struck the Linglong Pagoda with precision.

The exquisite pagoda was sent flying backward by the powerful sword energy, its light flashing for a moment.

Looking at the familiar figure not far away, Bai Ruxue was in a daze, as if in a dream.

For her, the separation from Xiao Mo felt like it happened just yesterday.

However, when one's gaze fell upon Xiao Mo's weathered face and the glaring silver strands mixed in with his few black hairs...

Bai Ruxue felt a pang of sorrow, wondering what Xiao Mo had gone through all these years.

Xiao Mo looked at the white dragon coiled on the ground, a gentle smile appearing on his lips. He took a step and was already beside her.

"Xiao Mo...your neck..."

Bai Ruxue transformed into human form, her eyes trembling.

The woman reached out, her fingertips trembling almost imperceptibly, and carefully touched the sword wound on his neck.

"It's alright." Xiao Mo smiled reassuringly, his tone calm. "How could you not have some scars after fighting to the death on the battlefield? It doesn't matter. Look at me, I'm standing here perfectly fine."

Bai Ruxue pressed her pale lips tightly together, trying to suppress her surging emotions.

"Alright, leave everything else to me."

Xiao Mo reached out and gently grasped Bai Ruxue's slender wrist, explaining in a faster pace.

"Xiao Qing went to seek revenge on the sect that invaded Beihai back then, but in reality, she fell into a trap carefully set by others. Their real target was actually you."

Xiaoqing was merely bait, used to make you sense that she was in a life-or-death crisis, thus luring you out.

Fortunately... I arrived in time.

A thin layer of mist instantly welled up in Bai Ruxue's eyes: "But even so, you shouldn't have come."

Xiao Mo looked at Bai Ruxue's golden vertical pupils and said with a smile, "You shouldn't have come either."

“It’s different.” Bai Ruxue shook her head, her voice choked with emotion. “Xiaoqing is my own sister.”

"What's different?" Xiao Mo's smile deepened, his gaze intense. "You are the woman I love."

"..." Bai Ruxue's throat bobbed slightly, as if she had a thousand words to say, but in the end she just lowered her head, her voice filled with tenderness and reproach, and whispered, "Fool..."

"Alright, I'll take care of everything." Xiao Mo affectionately ruffled the woman's long hair. "By the way, can I borrow this sword you're holding for a bit?"

What's mine is yours.

"it is good."

Xiao Mo, carrying the Immortal-Slaying Sword, resolutely turned around, his gaze fixed intently on the Celestial Daoist suspended high in the sky.

Daoist Tianqiong wiped the blood from his lips, glared at Xiao Mo, and shouted angrily, "Xiao Mo! What do you intend to do? As a dignified Confucian sage, how dare you openly protect the demon race?"

"Back then, the Confucian scholar Ding Chen disobeyed the Palace Master's order and led the twelve sects into the North Sea without authorization, slaughtering hundreds of thousands of innocent demon cultivators. Today, the North Sea Dragon Clan has come to seek revenge, and I will not say more."

Xiao Mo's calm voice echoed clearly between heaven and earth.

"In contrast, you secretly orchestrated a scheme to severely injure the sect leaders of the Red Lotus Sect and the Water Rain Sect, and then leaked this information to the North Sea Dragon Clan."

They used the North Sea Dragon Clan to eliminate these sects, intending to annex their blessed lands and sect heritage.

They then took the opportunity to lure out the North Sea Dragon Clan, intending to slaughter them all and refine them into dragons.

Your calculations are truly brilliant.

"What nonsense!"

Daoist Tianqiong was furious and retorted sharply.

"My only purpose is to rid the world of demons and bring peace to all beings; I have no selfish motives whatsoever! You brat Xiao Mo, you are spouting nonsense and slandering my reputation. Is this the behavior of a sage?"

Whether it's nonsense or not, you'll know the answer in your heart.

Xiao Mo had no intention of arguing with him.

When Xiao Mo met Shang Jiuli and heard her conjecture, he also realized that there were many strange things going on in the matter.

He demanded a large number of documents and records from Shang Jiuli regarding the serious injuries of the leaders of the Red Lotus Sect and other sects.

On his way to the Black Mountain Sect, he repeatedly deduced the situation and finally came to this conclusion.

The Celestial Daoist narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them, clearly indicating he no longer wished to continue the argument.
“Xiao Mo, considering that you are the youngest Confucian sage of our time and have made great contributions to the world, if you know when to leave now, I can forgive you for rescuing the demon race.”

"What if I insist on not leaving?"

"Arrogant brat, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

The Celestial Daoist rapidly formed hand seals, and the exquisite pagoda shone brightly once more, carrying immense force as it fiercely suppressed Xiao Mo and Bai Ruxue.

"Hooooo!!!"

With a deafening dragon roar, a giant dragon formed from pure, dark, righteous energy soared into the sky from behind Xiao Mo and crashed into the Linglong Pagoda that was pressing down on him.

At the same time, Xiao Mo, wielding his longsword, once again unleashed a sword light that tore through the sky, slashing towards Tianqiong Daoren.

At the same time, Bai Ruxue also transformed into a dragon and fought alongside Xiao Mo.

As an Ascension Realm cultivator, every sword strike Xiao Mo unleashed contained the profound meaning of the Great Dao.

However, after a brief battle, Daoist Tianqiong keenly sensed that Xiao Mo's aura was somewhat off.

His spiritual energy fluctuations became increasingly chaotic, and his face turned an unnatural pale, as if he were still recovering from serious injuries and was only forcibly suppressing his injuries to fight with all his might.

Xiao Mo did not intend to kill Tianqiong Daoren in one fell swoop.

Firstly, as a veteran late-stage Ascension Realm expert, Tianqiong Daoren's cultivation level is two minor realms higher than his, making it virtually impossible for him to kill him here.

Secondly, his own physical condition simply couldn't support such a high-intensity fight.

Seizing a fleeting opportunity, Xiao Mo swung his longsword, unleashing a burst of sword energy. "Boom!"

The sword energy, like a rainbow, struck precisely the birdcage that enveloped the entire Black Mountain Sect, shattering it completely.

"escape!"

Xiao Mo shouted at the demons of the North Sea Dragon Clan.

At the same time, he waved his hand, and a powerful and righteous aura surged out, merging into the clouds in the sky.

In an instant, four or five enormous cloud dragons formed from white clouds roared and pounced on the human cultivators below, forcibly clearing paths for the demons to escape.

"go!"

Xiaoqing and the other dragons did not hesitate at all, knowing that staying would only be a burden.

The dragons immediately transformed into streaks of light and fled rapidly in all directions.

Other human cultivators who want to pursue must first break through the obstruction of those cloud dragons.

"Let's go too!"

Sensing that the demons had escaped to a safe distance, Xiao Mo grabbed Bai Ruxue's wrist, turned sharply, and flew towards the desolate land.

Bai Ruxue understood immediately and transformed into a dragon, letting Xiao Mo sit on her lap.

Xiao Mo bit his fingertip and used his own blood essence to write a powerful and vigorous character for "wind" in mid-air.

The blood-red character "风" (wind) drifted away with the wind, transforming into a powerful thrust that instantly amplified the massive, snow-white dragon's body.

However, the Celestial Daoist unleashed a magical artifact.

He broke through the void in a series of steps, instantly traversing a long distance, and once again stood in front of Xiao Mo and Bai Ruxue.

Immediately afterwards, Daoist Tianqiong made a hand seal, and solid clones materialized, completely blocking the path of the man and the dragon from all directions.

"We have no choice but to fight."

Almost simultaneously, Xiao Mo and Bai Ruxue, as if by telepathy, unleashed their strongest auras and launched a fierce attack on Tianqiong Daoren.

Xiao Mo and Bai Ruxue both manifested the Dharma of Heaven and Earth.

“I am good at cultivating my vast and righteous spirit. This spirit is extremely great and strong. If it is cultivated with uprightness and without harm, it will fill the space between heaven and earth.”

As Xiao Mo recited the Confucian classics aloud, a powerful and righteous aura surged forth like a tide, instantly covering the huge white dragon that had transformed from snow.

At this moment, the white dragon was as if it had put on an invisible and intangible yet indestructible armor, and it withstood the deadly sword light that the Heavenly Daoist had slashed down.

Immediately, Bai Ruxue's enormous dragon tail, carrying the force of wind and thunder, lashed fiercely at the Dharma body of the Heavenly Vault Daoist.

The Heavenly Vault Daoist was forced to stagger backward by the immense force, leaving him in a sorry state.

He suppressed the shock and hurriedly manipulated the immortal weapon, the Linglong Pagoda, to suppress Xiao Mo's Dharma Heaven and Earth Formation!

Confucius, standing by a river, said: "Time flows on like this river, never ceasing day or night."

Xiao Mo recited the classics again, his words becoming law.

In an instant, a vast, illusory river appeared out of thin air within a radius of about ten feet in front of him.

The river's flow suddenly slowed down drastically, as if time itself had frozen.

As Xiao Mo calmly evaded the suppression of the Linglong Pagoda, a longbow appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This bow is called the "Sun-Shooting Bow," a semi-immortal weapon that Xiao Mo obtained after intercepting and killing a powerful demon in the Immortal Realm.

Xiao Mo held the bow in his left hand and pulled back the bowstring sharply with his right, and a golden arrow quickly took shape on the bowstring.

The bowstring hummed, and the arrow flew from the string!
From the moment Xiao Monian recited the Confucian classics to the moment the arrow was shot, less than a breath had passed.

The moment the illusory river water dissipates and the flow of time returns to normal.

The golden arrow that Xiao Mo shot out had already transformed into a streak of light, piercing through the chest of the Heavenly Daoist with unparalleled precision.

"puff!"

Tianqiong Daoist spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly weakening.

He hurriedly took out a magic pill and stuffed it into his mouth to forcefully suppress the injury.

"Truly worthy of being called a Confucian sage."

Daoist Tianqiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared coldly at Xiao Mo.

"If you were at your peak right now, I'm afraid I would have already turned tail and fled like a stray dog. It's a pity, Xiao Mo, you are too badly injured. I'm afraid that battle in the Ascension Realm damaged your foundation!"

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Tianqiong swiftly formed hand seals and suddenly threw a blood-red bead into the sky.

The red bead suddenly shattered in the sky, turning into specks of red light that vanished without a trace.

Immediately afterwards, the Celestial Daoist spread his five fingers wide and made a grasping motion towards the blazing sun in the sky.

The blazing sun, high in the sky, with the power to incinerate everything, fell towards Xiao Mo and Bai Ruxue.

"Hooo!"

Three colossal dragons, formed from pure, dark, righteous energy, roared and soared into the sky, meeting the falling "sun" head-on. They used their massive bodies to hold it back and desperately try to stop its descent.

Bai Ruxue stood in front of Xiao Mo, her expression solemn.

"Don't be afraid." Xiao Mo gave her a reassuring smile and said softly, "This blazing sun is the transformation of that red bead, but it is as white as snow. Just open your mind and wholeheartedly accept my spiritual power."

"Huh?" Bai Ruxue was taken aback, but then nodded. "Okay!"

Despite her doubts, she had absolute trust in Xiao Mo and immediately followed his instructions to completely remove all defenses of her divine sense.

Whether for humans or demons, one will only fully open one's heart and soul when one has placed complete trust in another.

Xiao Mo reached out and gently grasped Bai Ruxue's slender fingers.

In an instant, a warm and peaceful spiritual energy, like a gurgling warm current, flowed into Bai Ruxue's body without any hindrance.

This spiritual energy flowed through her internal organs, limbs, and bones, nourishing every spiritual point and meridian.

Bai Ruxue couldn't help but bite her thin lips.

Xiao Mo's spiritual power brought her an indescribable sense of comfort.

Bai Ruxue clearly felt that the malevolent energy within her body, which was like a maggot clinging to her bones, was being rapidly dissolved by this spiritual power.

This is a meritorious act of the human race!

Bai Ruxue instantly understood that Xiao Mo had given her all the human merit he had accumulated over the years without reservation.

Bai Ruxue looked at the profile of her beloved, her expression becoming increasingly complicated.

Over the years, most of what Xiao Mo has done has probably been to accumulate merits from the human race in order to heal his injuries.

The whole process took less than two breaths.

When Daoist Tianqiong finally realized Xiao Mo's intention and tried to stop him, the last trace of murderous aura around Bai Ruxue had already been completely cleansed.

However, the Heavenly Vault Daoist did not show much annoyance on his face; instead, a cold smile appeared on his face.

Although the evil energy has been removed, the damage to her foundation caused by its long-term erosion will require at least six months of rest to fully recover.

But where would she find the time right now?
(End of this chapter)