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

The Immortal-Slaying Gourd soared into the air, its golden light enveloping Yao Xi's body, tearing through the void as it sped toward the Purple Mansion.

Throughout the journey, Yao Xi's divine sense remained silent in the Moon Palace, lost in thought.

The Holy Maiden of Yao Guang Holy Land? Who cares?

Golden light fell on the back mountain of Tian Shu Peak, in a secluded corner next to the cave of Fairy Zixia. Xu Jinhuan withdrew from Yao Xi's sea of ​​suffering and returned control of his body.

Yao Xi suddenly opened her eyes, looking somewhat unnatural. She looked down at her hands, clenching them, then loosening them, then clenching them again.

"Wait here for a moment." Xu Jinhuan's thoughts withdrew from the sea of ​​suffering, leaving only one sentence: "I'll go contact Zixia and explain the whole story."

"you……"

Xu Jinhuan has already left.

Yao Xi stood on the stone steps behind the mountain, the mountain wind whistling, looking at the unfamiliar mountains, palaces and purple mist in front of her.

Feeling lost, and a sense of absurdity that's hard to explain...

She, the dignified Holy Maiden of Yao Guang, one of the most dazzling young people in the Eastern Wilderness, had actually been reduced to hiding in the back mountains of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, waiting for a tree to arrange her escape route.

"Yao Xi, oh Yao Xi," she said to herself, "What are you thinking?"

"Your cultivation is still too weak. If you were a powerful figure, would you be afraid of this evil tree? You would have uprooted it and executed it on the spot!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she felt pathetic.

His body was controlled by a tree, he was dragged by a tree to cause trouble for the Imperial Army, he was led astray by a tree to someone else's territory, and now a tree is arranging his escape route.

"Execute them on the spot! Yes, pull them out and burn them, burn them to ashes, leave not a trace!"

She was gritting her teeth, mentally describing a hundred ways the tree could die, when that familiar voice suddenly rang out in her heart again.

"Fairy, my departure doesn't mean I can't sense your feelings. Don't speak ill of me behind my back, or if something happens to me, don't blame me."

Yao Xi froze.

"Didn't you leave?"

"You're gone, but that golden tree in the sea of ​​suffering is still there, its roots still firmly planted. I can sense your thoughts, just a tiny bit."

"..."

"So, fairy, think of me in a good light. Like, handsome and dashing, with boundless magical power, and able to save all living beings."

"I can't do it!"

"Alright, alright, I'm not teasing you anymore." Xu Jinhuan's voice carried a hint of amusement. "Zixia will be here soon. You two have a good chat, I'm going to rest for a while."

The mountain wind was still blowing, and in the distance, the Purple Lake was shrouded in mist, with the central main peak appearing and disappearing in the clouds.

Three days later, there will be a discussion on the Dao in the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

She herself was originally one of the contestants.

Now, even identity has become a problem.

……

On the central peak of the Purple Palace, voices gradually rose from the stations of various holy sites.

The disciples sat cross-legged to regulate their breathing, while the elders conversed in hushed tones, all preparing for the Four Extremes Dao Discussion.

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion, Lin Suwen, had returned to the high platform at some point and was sitting in the main seat with a calm expression, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Xiang Yifei, the Holy Son of the Dayan Holy Land, also returned, but his expression was not good.

The peak master of Misty Peak did not return; he must have gone directly to the ancestral temple to handle the aftermath.

More than a dozen ancestral tombs were looted, not a single burial item was left, and even the inscriptions on the tombstones were carved with "I was here." This loss of face was even greater than losing a debate.

"What exactly is that broken white bowl in the fat Taoist's hand?" some people were still discussing. "Even the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion couldn't stop it!"

"I don't know, it's always just a little bit short, that fatso slips away like an eel."

"Which sect do those unscrupulous tomb raiders belong to?"

"Have you forgotten a phrase he often said?"

"What did you say?"

"You unscrupulous Heavenly Venerable!"

"Fool, is it the Boundless Heavenly Venerable?"

"I don't care about any celestial deity, just don't let me catch him, or I'll smash his broken bowl!"

Zixia Fairy was sitting on the stone platform of Tian Shu Peak, closing her eyes to regulate her breathing, when suddenly the golden tree in the Bitter Sea shook gently, and the familiar feeling returned.

"A dead tree?" Zixia raised an eyebrow. "What have you been doing all day? I thought you had really perished, and I didn't know whether to be happy or worried."

"Fairy, what you're saying..." he said softly, "Can't you be a little nicer to me? I only occasionally control your body, do you have to keep insulting me like this?"

"You call that occasional?"

"Ahem, that's not the point." Xu Jinhuan quickly changed the subject. "I have something important to tell you."

He quickly gave a brief account of what had happened that day.

How did they get to Yao Guang? How did they go against the dragon vein? How did they stab the imperial weapon? How did they kidnap Yao Xi? And how did they finally escape back to the Purple Mansion?

After listening, Zixia remained silent for three seconds.

"So, you brought Yao Xi back? Turns out you can ruin more than just me!"

"The word 'turn around' isn't quite accurate. It should be called a strategic transfer—taking your talent to the Purple Mansion Sacred Land, do you understand?"

Where is she now?

"In your cave."

Without saying a word, Zixia got up and left.

Behind her, the disciples of Tian Shu Peak looked at each other, wondering why the Holy Maiden had suddenly left in such a hurry.

……

Tian Shu Peak, Zi Xia Cave.

Zixia entered the inner room and immediately saw Yao Xi sitting by the spiritual spring.

She sat there, hugging her knees, her hair disheveled.

"Sister Yao Xi." Zixia walked over and sat down next to her.

"Sister Zixia." Yao Xi raised her head, her eyes slightly red, "So you also fell victim to this evil tree long ago."

Xu Jinhuan: ? ? ?

No, when women meet, do they immediately start by playing the emotional card?

Although he had known for a long time that the two seemed to have known each other since childhood.

"Are you alright? Did that dead tree do anything bad to you?"

"Actually... although it's a bit unconventional, it's still quite reliable."

Yao Xi opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back.

She recalled the entire process of ascending to heaven against the dragon vein, being sucked into the imperial weapon, and finally fleeing in a sorry state. All her unspoken words turned into a long sigh.

Actually, the main reason is the fear of being controlled again.

"Is he reliable?" Yao Xi said quietly. "He cut off the entire dragon vein of Yao Guang. I am now the number one wanted criminal in the Yao Guang Holy Land."

Zixia was silent for a moment, then patted the back of her hand.

"It's alright. You can stay in my Purple Mansion Holy Land for now. Even if the people of the Yao Guang Holy Land want to hold you accountable, it will be difficult for them to find your whereabouts."

Zixia raised her hand, and the Purple Mansion Landscape Map flew out from her sleeve.

A magnificent panorama of mountains and rivers unfolds, with towering peaks, rushing rivers, and swirling clouds and mist.

"You will stay inside the Mountain and River Map for now," Zixia said. "Use the Immortal-Slaying Gourd to suppress it and cover your tracks, so no one can find you."

Yao Xi looked at the painting, then at the black gourd at Zixia's waist, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

Thank you.

"No need to thank me." Zixia smiled. "We're in this together now."

For some reason, when they said this, they both turned their gazes to the golden Dao tree in the Sea of ​​Bitterness.