Covering the Sky: Fairy, I really need to control you properly.

Following the cause and effect of the evil force, the lightning surged upstream and crashed into Li Donglai's body.

The blood-red doll burst into purple flames, its runes shattered, and it emitted a ghostly wail. Along with the even more bizarre thing inside the doll, it was pierced through by lightning.

Li Donglai's body cracked open again, with lightning erupting from every crack.

"Bang!"

He fell off the battle platform and shattered into countless pieces, the fragments still wriggling and struggling, trying to piece themselves back together.

The moment Li Donglai fell off the battle platform, everyone thought the outcome was already decided.

But the moment his body shattered, countless objects scattered from his Taoist robe and fell to the ground.

Countless puppets, each the size of a palm, were densely packed with blood-red runes and fell to the ground as his body crumbled.

The dolls, lying on the stone ground, were still trying to crawl toward each other, creating an extremely eerie scene.

"This is……"

An elder from the Great Yan Holy Land stood up, incredulous. "Surrogate puppets! So many surrogate puppets?"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

The substitute puppet is a rare and difficult-to-craft Taoist artifact. It uses the essence of living people as a catalyst and vengeful spirits as a contract. Crafting just one is already against the natural order, and Li Donglai has at least dozens of them.

"He's transferring some of the damage he sustained onto these puppets," said Yang Yang, the peak master of Purple Bamboo Peak. "Zixia's attack just now was enough to severely injure any cultivator at the Dao Palace Realm. But this person managed to transfer more than 70% of the damage away using these puppets."

"No wonder his body was shattered but he didn't bleed; no wonder he could stand up after such severe injuries. This is not a human physique..."

The elders of Dao Yi Holy Land remained silent, their faces ashen.

They clearly knew what kind of magic Li Donglai was practicing, and they also knew what those puppets meant.

But at this moment, I can't say anything.

On the battle stage, Zixia gave Li Donglai no time to recover or react.

She is not one of those pedantic people who would just stand still and wait for their opponent to get back up, without actually finishing them off.

With a gentle wave of her hand, Fairy Zixia sent down a verdant vine that, like a snake or a dragon, tightly binding Li Donglai's body, which was still trying to piece itself back together.

Dao patterns flowed on the immortal vine, its roots drilling into the cracks and penetrating deep into his body, pulling out the puppets still hidden deep inside one by one and throwing them to the ground.

"what!"

Then, the immortal vine suddenly tightened, lifting Li Donglai's battered body high into the air and throwing him off the battle platform.

"Bang!"

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

From Li Donglai casting the spell to Zixia's counterattack, from the scattering of the substitute puppets to the finishing blow from the immortal vines, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Clean, neat, and leaving no room for error.

"In this Daoist debate, Zixia of the Purple Mansion Holy Land emerges victorious!"

The elder master of ceremonies' voice rang out, exceptionally loud, breaking the deathly silence.

Zixia stood in the center of the battle platform. Behind her, countless gazes followed her back, some filled with awe, some with wonder, some with admiration, and some with apprehension.

The disciples of the Purple Mansion were the first to react.

"Senior Sister Zixia!"

"Senior Sister Zixia, we love you!"

"The innate Dao embryo, an eternal god!" This phrase was, of course, taught to him by Xu Jinhuan earlier.

Cheers rose in waves, echoing across the Purple Lake. Some people were so excited that their faces turned red, some had tears in their eyes, and some hugged each other, jumping and shouting.

The victory over the Holy Son of Dao Yi Holy Land is a feat that can boost morale.

On the high platform, the high-ranking officials of the Purple Mansion finally smiled. Some stroked their beards and sighed, while others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zixia, this child, has kept a low profile for so many years. It seems she has some secrets we don't know about?"

"When did my Purple Mansion Holy Land acquire such a thunder magic inheritance?"

"That child never liked to show his face or interact much with other disciples, so it's normal that we didn't know," another elder added.

"Perhaps it's due to the extraordinary nature of the innate Dao embryo constitution itself; the records in ancient books are ultimately limited."

On the other side of the Wan Chu Holy Land, Zhu Wuji sat on the platform, looking at the purple figure with a flicker in his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Beside him, someone whispered, "Holy Son, are you confident about this innate Dao embryo?"

"I've waited too long for this day; I won't be disappointed!"

……

On the other side, on the platform of the Yao Guang Holy Land, Yao Xi was sitting upright in the carriage.

The vehicle frame was surrounded by a barrier and shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible for outsiders to see or hear anything inside.

Everyone assumed that the Holy Maiden of Yaoguang was watching the battle unfold on the debating platform.

Of course, Xu Jinhuan was an exception.

At this moment, he knew perfectly well what Yao Xi was doing.

Moreover, she doesn't quite fit the image of Yao Xi in Xu Jinhuan's mind.

It's worth noting that in the original novel, Yao Xi's personality was actually quite bold and unconventional.

Even upon seeing Emperor Ye, one could utter a curse like "shameless little thief," something even the Golden Crow Emperor only dared to utter before his death.

How could such a person sit quietly in the car at the conference?

Xu Jinhuan knew this so clearly because, deep within Yao Xi's sea of ​​suffering, the golden seedlings of the Heavenly Dao Tree had already taken root.

[The Tree of All Heavens has taken root with its second fairy host, Yao Xi.]

[Current progress of the second Dao Fruit condensation: 0/100]

Xu Jinhuan discovered that he could jump and switch between Zixia Fairy and Yao Xi with no delay.

In other words, although he can only possess and control one fairy at a time, and his perception and magic seem to be isolated, the switching process is completely smooth and without any obstacles.

This gives you a lot more room to maneuver.

At this moment, Xu Jinhuan switched his consciousness to Yao Xi's side, sharing her five senses, and saw everything clearly.

Yao Xi was lying on the stone table, holding a bamboo pen in her hand, writing something on a yellowed parchment scroll.

She wrote very carefully, her brows slightly furrowed, pausing from time to time to think before continuing to write.

Xu Jinhuan leaned closer to take a look...

Good heavens, is this Holy Maiden of Yao Guang writing in her diary?

Why do I feel a strange sense of contrast?

The parchment scroll looked quite old, with many scribbles and notes on the surface. At the very top was a name: Yao Guang Holy Son, ***.

The real name at the end was obscured by ink, making it impossible to read what it originally said.

A few small notes were added next to it: "Extremely cunning, stay away, suspected successor."

Xu Jinhuan's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to continue reading, Yao Xi suddenly stopped writing.

She glanced up at the battle arena, confirming that Zixia had won, then lowered her head and added another line at the end of the parchment scroll…

"Zixia from the Purple Mansion Holy Land possesses an innate Dao embryo, a kind heart, and strength beyond expectations. She is not to be an enemy, but to befriend."

She paused, then added a small line at the end: "Maintain the relationship."