Offering my divine power to break my karma

Chongjiu held his head high, looked at Bai Junyan critically, and said in a tone that deserved a beating:

"Want to go back to the fairyland with me?"

Bai Junyan nodded his furry head with anticipation.

"Then let's see how you perform."

Chongjiu gave a wicked smile, and his face showed that he deserved a beating.

Bai Junyan's expectant eyes paused, and the hand on Chongjiu's shoulder flashed its sharp fox claws from time to time.

It was obvious that the Demon King was trying hard to restrain his urge to smash Chongjiu's dog head with one claw.

"Then this king will definitely perform well!"

The demon king gnashed his teeth.

Although he really disliked Chongjiu's smug look, he had the bad luck to come to this world of immortal cultivation, and there were only two ways for him to return to the immortal world.

Either follow the person who ascended to the fairyland, or find the formation that connects the fairyland with the world of cultivation.

Unfortunately, Bai Junyan could not find the formation that connected the fairy world and the world of cultivating immortals.

It's not even certain whether the formation can be activated even if it is found.

Lu Jiayao, who had signed the master-servant contract with him, had just formed her elixir this year and still had a long way to go before she could ascend to heaven.

Now the little Suzaku has completely mastered the Suzaku power in her body. With such powerful power, it is easy for the little Suzaku to ascend.

Little Suzaku can ascend to heaven. Chongjiu, who is obviously on good terms with Little Suzaku, will definitely take a ride with Little Suzaku and go back to the fairyland together.

By then, he would be the only one left in this world of immortal cultivation. Oh no! He would be the only demon left.

Although the little girl Lu Jiayao was very kind to him, he was the Demon King and he still had to deal with the affairs of the demon clan. He couldn't keep waiting for Lu Jiayao to ascend.

Therefore, Bai Junyan gritted his teeth and decided to tolerate Chongjiu for the time being. He would wait until he could hitch a ride with Xiao Zhuque and return to the fairyland together, and then he would settle the score with Chongjiu.

In the fog, Chongjiu and Bai Junyan, the two plastic brothers, smiled on the surface but were actually acting silly in their hearts.

Deep in the calm South China Sea, in the cave where the mermaid chief lives, Ming with silver hair and tail seemed to sense something and opened his mysterious golden eyes.

Ming swam out of the cave and looked up at the sea.

Through the layers of sea water and the endless void, look at the Suzaku flying freely in the sky.

"Chief, what are you looking at?"

After eating and drinking his fill, Xingchen swam to Ming's side and, imitating Ming's behavior, looked up above the water.

Unfortunately, he didn't see anything special.

Ming gently touched Xingchen's head, and said with a loving voice:

"Xingchen, I will be able to ascend soon, and I will hand over the merman tribe to you in the future."

"Really? That's great!"

When Xingchen heard the tribe leader say that she would be able to ascend to heaven soon, she felt reluctant but more happy.

Although the mermaids have a long lifespan, they are not immortal.

Their lifespans will also come to an end with the passage of time and the cessation of their cultivation.

The clan leader has lived for many years, and his cultivation has long reached the level where he can ascend to heaven, but for some reason, he has been unable to do so.

Now that the patriarch can ascend, he will not waste his life in vain due to the inability to ascend, so Xingchen is naturally happy.

Although after the tribe leader left, he had to take on the responsibility of protecting the mermaids, and he could no longer leave the mermaids at will.

But he is the Holy Son and the heir of the patriarch.

Having enjoyed the care of the tribe members and having been given resources and rights, it is natural for one to assume the responsibility of protecting the tribe members.

Ming looked at Xingchen, whose eyes were clear and determined, and a gentle smile appeared in his mysterious golden eyes.

……

In the deepest part of the fog of wishes, a giant fiery red bird flew in from the sky, circled in the air for a few circles, then turned into a human form and slowly landed on the ground.

Folding the big wings on his back, Ling raised his beautiful phoenix eyes, and a golden light flashed in his fiery red pupils.

In the deepest part of this fog of wishes, in front of Zero, stood quietly a towering tree emitting golden light.

Ling clearly saw that from this towering tree, dense golden threads extended towards an unknown direction.

Among these dense golden threads, a fiery red thread, which is several times thicker than the surrounding golden threads, is particularly eye-catching.

The end of this fiery red thread is Zero's fair wrist.

Ling reached out to touch it. As expected, he touched air.

Ling couldn't help but take a few steps forward, getting closer to the towering tree.

As I got closer, I could feel the similar power more clearly.

"Is he also a patron saint?"

Ling said softly, as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was asking someone.

After a long moment, just when Zero thought he would not get an answer, a calm and ethereal male voice sounded.

"Child, it's time for you to visit the fairyland."

Hearing this voice, Ling raised an eyebrow.

Go to the fairyland? Of course I have to go.

It's just a rare encounter, so before leaving, Ling wanted to ask about one thing.

"Can you tell me how I came into this world so smoothly?"

Ling never believed that he came to this world because of the Long Aotian system.

Zero never thought that he didn't have to pay any price to come into this world.

"What deal did I, ...Mother, make with you?"

Ling called out the name "mother" in a somewhat dry voice.

"Ugh"

A sigh filled with compassion sounded in Zero's ears.

Hearing this sigh, Ling subconsciously pinched the hem of his clothes.

"One drop of the Guardian God's blood in exchange for your freedom to grow in the world of immortal cultivation."

The male voice was calm and ethereal, with a hint of compassion in the tone.

"How many drops of Guardian Blood does Mother have in total?"

Zero heard his own voice calmly ask the question.

"Seven drops. One drop is used to exchange for your survival in the world of immortal cultivation."

"Five drops for that little world that is about to perish."

"The last drop is on you."

"I see……"

After saying these four words in a dry voice, Ling just stood there blankly, not moving a muscle.

Ling didn't cry, nor did he feel any intense sadness or pain in his heart.

Zero just felt that it was a bit heavy.

After a long time, Ling opened his mouth and asked:

"Does mother have anything else to say to me?"

"Just be yourself."

A calm and ethereal male voice replied.

Zero's heart trembled, and an unfamiliar emotion came over him.

After a long time, Ling pursed his lips, his beautiful phoenix eyes curved, and he said:

"I see."

"Thank you."

Zero bowed deeply towards the towering tree in front of him, then stood up. The huge wings behind him spread out again, flapping their wings and carrying Zero away from the fog.

The fiery red bird soared in the sky, flapping its wings, and seemed to be more determined than before.

After Ling left, the towering tree in the center of the fog slowly disappeared.