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

"You have one too?"

Zhao Yanran was stunned.

Not only was she stunned, but all the disciples of the Purple Mansion Holy Land were also dumbfounded.

"What did he just say? He also has the petals of the Other Shore Flower?"

"Is this guy crazy? There were only five flowers in total, and they were all taken by the first-place winners of each of the five groups in the Dao Palace. Where was he supposed to get any?"

"Exactly, a disciple from Tian Shu Peak, a complete stranger whose name no one has ever heard of, dares to spout such arrogant words?"

"I think he's just trying to get attention!"

Zhao Yanran, however, was not angry and looked at Xu Jinhuan with interest.

"If you can produce it, I wouldn't mind betting one," she said casually. "Let's bet on today's outcome."

She naturally didn't believe Xu Jinhuan could produce it.

In the entire Eastern Wilderness Dao Discussion, only five flowers have been produced so far, and she knows the whereabouts of each one clearly.

How could this unfamiliar disciple at the Dao Palace Realm possibly possess such a thing?

Xu Jinhuan smiled and said, "It's simple, someone else will pay for it."

other people?

Who?

Before anyone could react, a purple figure stood up next to the Holy Chairman.

Zixia Fairy stepped on a lotus flower on the Great Dao, surrounded by purple mist and flowing robes. She gracefully descended from the high platform, her steps creating lotus blossoms, into the Daoist altar.

She landed beside Xu Jinhuan, looked around, and suddenly smiled.

"This is my disciple from Tian Shu Peak, Xu Jinhuan. He is handsome, dashing, and a man of exceptional talent..."

Lin Suwen: ?

Su Yunqi sprayed out his tea while seated at the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

"Since he's in such a good mood today, I'll sponsor it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fairy Zixia flipped her hand, and a crystal-clear jade box appeared in her palm.

The box was opened, and inside lay a crystal-clear, jade-like petal, radiating a divine light—the very petal she had won in the Dao Palace group.

She held the jade box high, showing it to Zhao Yanran with boundless pride and overwhelming momentum.

However, the Purple Mansion Holy Land exploded.

"Damn it, what's wrong with Junior Sister Zixia today? Could it be that that disciple used some kind of secret technique to bewitch her?"

"What else does that guy have besides a pretty face? Junior Sister Zixia is so foolish!"

"No, sponsorship is sponsorship, why all the praise... Handsome and dashing? Are these the kinds of things my junior sister Zixia would say?"

Standing on the platform of Zizhu Peak, Yang Mo's brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly.

He looked at Zixia and Xu Jinhuan standing side by side on the platform and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Su Yunqi couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up and shouted at the platform, "Zixia, what are you doing? Stop fooling around and come back!"

Fairy Zixia turned around and smiled slightly at her master: "Master, just watch and trust my judgment."

Su Yunqi: ? ? ?

He understood his disciple less and less.

However, no one knows the true state of things within Fairy Zixia's Sea of ​​Bitterness at this moment.

Zixia's divine consciousness was huddled in a corner of the sea of ​​suffering, wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear.

Because just now, she had once again lost control of her body.

Although Xu Jinhuan had developed a physical body, the roots of the Heavenly Dao Tree were still deeply embedded in her sea of ​​suffering.

If he so desires, he can project his thoughts through the Dao Tree at any time and take over the body of this innate Dao embryo.

Their fates were already intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.

"Dead tree!" Zixia's divine consciousness gritted its teeth in the sea of ​​suffering, enunciating each word clearly, "You just wait, I'm not finished with you, I will definitely suppress you!"

Of all those words and praises, which one was she actually saying?

Handsome and dashing?

Handsome and dashing?

A handsome and talented man?

Would she really say something so shameless?

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, the young girl is filled with sorrow!

Deep within the Sea of ​​Bitterness, the branches of the Heavenly Dao Tree swayed, and Xu Jinhuan's thoughts, attached to the tree trunk, drifted out: "Next time for sure, next time for sure."

"Fairy, think about it, once I win, won't you get two flowers?"

Zixia's divine sense questioned, "That was your victory, what does it have to do with me?"

"What belongs to the fairy is mine."

"And what about yours?"

"What's mine is still mine."

On the platform, Zhao Yanran's gaze swept back and forth between Zixia and Xu Jinhuan twice.

She saw the genuine petal of the Other Shore Flower in Zixia's hand, and she also saw the fleeting, indescribable look in Zixia's eyes.

These two...

"Alright." Zhao Yanran also took out a jade box, "I'll make a bet with you."

She placed the jade box on the betting table at the edge of the platform, turned to look at Xu Jinhuan, and her gaze grew cold.

"However, I will show no mercy on the Dao Platform."

Xu Jinhuan smiled and placed Zixia's jade box on top as well.

"please."

Zhao Yanran said no more. White divine light surged from her body, transforming into a holy and pure domain of light.

"The Immortal Scripture of Myriad Beginnings, Exquisitely Beautiful!"

With a gentle wave of her hand, a beam of white light flew from her palm, transforming into a delicate flower in mid-air.

The petals, layer upon layer, swirl and twirl, emitting a clear and melodious ethereal sound.

The celestial music was so enchanting that it made one feel disoriented, as if lost in endless light.

The Wan Chu Holy Land's signature cultivation technique, the Wan Chu Immortal Scripture, despite its name, is actually only a Great Sage-level technique, far inferior to a true Emperor Scripture.

However, at the level of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, the Great Sage Technique is enough to crush the vast majority of opponents.

Unfortunately, she encountered Xu Jinhuan.

"It's just a great holy technique, yet it dares to call itself a celestial scripture? It truly doesn't know its own limitations."

These words caused another uproar in the audience.

"They even dare to belittle the Myriad Beginnings Immortal Scripture?"

"He makes it sound so easy. What does a Dao Palace Realm cultivator like himself practice? Apart from the Purple Mansion Heavenly Scripture, can any ordinary cultivation technique from the Purple Mansion Holy Land compare to the Myriad Beginning Immortal Scripture?"

Zhao Yanran's eyes narrowed, and for the first time, she showed anger.

Xu Jinhuan stood still, raised his right hand, and loosely clenched his fist.

Within the Lung Metal Palace, the Platinum Deity opened his eyes.

The deity was surrounded by pure white feathers, his celestial power reaching its peak.

At the same time, a wisp of white-gold light appeared in Xu Jinhuan's palm, equally sharp and incomparable.

The deities are within, the principal deity is without.

Cultivate both inner and outer practices, and resonate with each other.

With the combined power of two flying immortals, Xu Jinhuan unleashed a horizontal palm strike, as if a white feather were drifting by.

There were no overwhelming phenomena; it was simple to the extreme, and sharp to the extreme.

"Pfft."

The celestial beauty formed from the Dao principles was like paper before the white-gold light arc; it was sliced ​​open and its splendor faded into silence.

Zhao Yanran's pupils suddenly contracted.

After Fei Xianli cleaved Xian Linglong in two, his momentum remained undiminished as he continued to slash at her.

"Floating Life Painting!"

She formed a hand seal, and endless white light emanated from her body, evolving into mountains, rivers, the sun, moon, and stars. A newly created world was unfolding in her palms.

"Buzz!"

A muffled thud, like the striking of an ancient bell.

The illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars shattered, but ultimately they blocked the attack.

Zhao Yanran retreated a hundred steps, her face slightly pale, and a bloody gash appeared on her hand.

"At the Dao Palace realm, such ruthless killing—you are indeed extraordinary."

She raised her head and said, "Since you have spoken, I have an obligation to uphold the dignity of the Holy Land. Although my Myriad Beginnings Immortal Scripture is not an Imperial Scripture, it still has aspects that Imperial Scriptures have not yet covered. You shall see for yourself."

She spread her hands out, her ten fingers blooming like lotus flowers.

"The Immortal Scripture of Myriad Beginnings, the Return of All Things to Their Origin."