Moved by Wangshu! The Three Xiao Sisters' اختلاف!

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After hearing Wangshu's words, the heart Lingxiao had only just calmed stirred with waves once more. He met Wangshu's eyes, warm and gentle as water, and a faint smile rose at the corners of his lips.

Between Heaven and Earth, there were many female immortals with exceptional cultivation and peerless beauty, such as Queen Mother of the West, Lady Nuwa, Lady Serenity, and the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden.

Even the Three Xiao Sisters of the Interception Sect, with whom he had once been close, had never truly moved his heart. He had only devoted himself to cultivation and serving the Interception Sect with all his strength, though his circumstances had later turned grim.

Yet now, facing Wangshu, he found himself unable to look away.

It was not merely Wangshu's delicate, graceful figure and the tender charm she revealed unintentionally, but also her eyes.

Her eyes were like a lake of stars, clear and pure.

The gentle ripples within them were like spring water—antique in their elegance and soft in their warmth, like a clear spring untouched by the mortal world.

"Fellow Daoist Wangshu, if you do not mind, then come back to Penglai Immortal Island with me!"

As he spoke!

Lingxiao flicked his jade sleeve, and the Investiture of the Gods returned to his hand from the spatial rift. With a turn of his right hand, he stored away this supreme Xiantian Spiritual Treasure and strode ahead.

Behind him, Wangshu smiled faintly, her expression carrying deep meaning.

Very soon!

Wangshu and Lingxiao left the void of Chaos. The former used the Lunar Laws to erase the spatial rift, preventing the karmic sins of slaughter and murderous aura suppressed by Lingxiao from surging into the Lunar Star.

With a slight movement of her divine sense, Wangshu perceived the heavenly secrets and gained insight into matters concerning Lingxiao.

He had served the Interception Sect with all his strength, only to be forced to sever karma. Then he had risen after destruction, reshaped his foundation, gained the support of two Quasi-Sage great powers, and received the exalted position of East Pole Qinghua Emperor.

His life had risen and fallen in great waves, enough to move even Wangshu.

Especially after learning that Lingxiao had lost all his origin, his Primordial Spirit had nearly dissipated, and his body had been damaged—his plight was unexpectedly similar to hers. For a moment, a sense of shared affliction welled up in Wangshu's heart.

Beyond that, Wangshu was also deeply curious.

Why had Lingxiao been able to reshape his foundation?

After all!

According to the information she had obtained, Lingxiao had been a Twelve-Grade Purifying White Lotus. Yet when he had helped her break free of her shackles, that Purifying White Lotus had been at the twenty-fourth grade.

Not only could it reshape one's foundation, it could even evolve it!

Unless one encountered an unimaginably great opportunity, such fortune was impossible. Even Wangshu was astonished, for she herself possessed no such means.

"Fellow Daoist Wangshu, shall we first return to the Lunar Star, or will you directly use your great divine power to shatter the void and take me to the Eastern Sea of the Primordial World?"

Lingxiao looked at Wangshu and asked softly.

Xihe and Changxi were star deities of the Lunar Star, born from the nurturing of Heaven and Earth.

As for Wangshu, she was the Taiyin Goddess!

If they met in the future, who knew what might happen?

At his words, Wangshu parted her crimson lips and said slowly, "There is no need! Chang'e on the Lunar Star is merely a Good Corpse incarnation of Changxi. Changxi and Xihe are not on the Lunar Star."

"This Palace shall cross space with you and first return to your Daoist grounds in the Eastern Sea!"

As her voice fell.

Lingxiao raised a brow, revealing a gentle smile.

In his mind, countless clues linked together and formed a complete story.

Chang'e was actually Changxi's Good Corpse incarnation. At that moment, he also confirmed that the one felling the Moon Laurel Tree was none other than the great shaman Hou Yi.

During the Witch-Demon Calamity, Hou Yi had shot down nine Golden Crows. Xihe's heart had shattered, and Changxi had also been deeply grieved, so she sent her Good Corpse, Chang'e, to scheme against Hou Yi.

Chang'e flew to the moon, and Hou Yi could not bear to part with his beautiful wife, so he too ascended to the Lunar Star. As for the result, his intelligence was sealed, and he endured torment for eternity, becoming Wu Gang, forever bent on chopping down the Moon Laurel Tree!

"I have to say, Changxi really knew how to play!"

Just as Lingxiao mocked inwardly, Wangshu cast out a Lunar Law that enveloped him. In an instant, the two vanished from where they stood, heading toward Penglai Immortal Island.

After a long while!

A mysterious, ancient voice appeared from nowhere.

"The Taiyin Goddess Wangshu seems to share the karmic fate of Dao companions with Lingxiao..."

The Eastern Sea's waters surged into the heavens.

Golden Turtle Island radiated a hazy glow. All manner of immortal beasts and birds roamed beneath the waters, raced through the forests, or soared through the skies.

Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao each possessed a different bearing, each with her own charm.

"Elder Sister Yunxiao, Younger Sister Bixiao. When Junior Brother Lingxiao lost all his cultivation and fell into wretched ruin, we watched coldly and kept our distance. We truly were in the wrong."

"Now that Junior Brother Lingxiao has regained his cultivation and become the East Pole Qinghua Emperor, for the Interception Sect and for ourselves, only by going to Penglai Immortal Island and earning his forgiveness can we have a chance to forge a destined bond."

"If you will not go, then I shall go alone!"

Ever since their journey to Five Estate Temple, Qiongxiao had felt some remorse and guilt. She fantasized about regaining Lingxiao's favor, so that he would continue helping the Interception Sect.

"Hehe..."

"Setting the facts aside, did Lingxiao do nothing wrong? After severing karma, he immediately reshaped his foundation without stopping for breath. Perhaps his former ruin and misery were all meant to make outsiders laugh at our Interception Sect."

"If he could reshape his foundation, why did he not do it sooner? Why insist on falling out with Master and tearing his face apart with his fellow disciples of the Interception Sect? I think he was bewitched by the Heavenly Court and had been plotting this all along..."

Bixiao sneered and mercilessly voiced her own speculation.

All manner of emotions tangled in her heart, eventually turning into resentment!

Long ago, perhaps she had once felt affection for Lingxiao. But now, she found him utterly hateful.

Because of Lingxiao, every member of the Interception Sect had lost face, and their reputation among the living beings of the Primordial World had worsened. These matters had also become the laughingstock of others.

Bixiao firmly believed that she would never forgive Lingxiao!

"Enough!"

"What happened before is already over. Let it scatter with the wind! Perhaps we truly can begin anew with Junior Brother Lingxiao, have him return beneath Master's seat, or forge the fate of Dao companions..."

"Younger Sister Bixiao, remain on Golden Turtle Island and cultivate in peace. Qiongxiao and I will go to Penglai Immortal Island!"

After careful consideration, Yunxiao finally spoke with a frown.

Lingxiao had suffered calamity and cold stares, but did she not have her own difficulties?

No one could endure watching the junior brother they spent every day with become crippled, even if there had once been a fleeting moment when their hearts were drawn to each other.

Cultivation was cruel, and the choice of a Dao companion required even greater caution!

That was why Yunxiao had deliberately distanced herself from Lingxiao. Later, those feelings had turned into disgust and unbearable revulsion.

Now, for the fate and future of the Interception Sect, Yunxiao had ultimately decided to set aside the pride of an innate being, forgive Lingxiao's wrongs, and explain everything to him.

"Elder Sister Yunxiao, once we reach Penglai Immortal Island, we must be gentler. Junior Brother Lingxiao responds to softness, not hardness. As long as we apologize to him, he will definitely accept us again."

Qiongxiao was overjoyed at this sight.

Before Yunxiao and Bixiao, she used her divine power to dress herself up. From her hair ornaments to her clothing, everything was what Lingxiao had liked most in the past. She wanted to use this to call back Lingxiao's true heart.

"Let us go!"

Yunxiao's cold temperament softened somewhat as well.

At the thought that Lingxiao would soon become her Dao companion, aside from the discomfort and revulsion, there was actually a faint trace of anticipation in Yunxiao's heart.

The East Pole Qinghua Emperor had been personally appointed and bestowed his title by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, with the full support of Immortal Zhenyuan and Daoist Red Cloud. If Lingxiao joined the Interception Sect's camp in this Investiture of the Gods Calamity, the Interception Sect would have a far easier time.

At the very least, Lingxiao could use his divine power to help the Interception Sect's disciples sort out their karmic sins of slaughter, ensuring they would not fall into the calamity and lose their proper sharpness and reason.

Stepping upon auspicious clouds, their temperaments transcendent.

Yunxiao and Qiongxiao left Golden Turtle Island, leaving Bixiao behind alone.

At this moment, elsewhere.

Penglai Immortal Island brimmed with boundless auspiciousness. Heavenly soldiers and generals stood guard between Heaven and Earth, while Heavenly Court fairies tended the spiritual herbs and trees. Pavilions and towers were too numerous to count, and a faint mist wound among the mountains.

Lingxiao and Wangshu stepped out of the void and landed before Penglai Immortal Island.

"We pay respects to the Heavenly Emperor!"

The heavenly soldiers, heavenly generals, and Heavenly Court fairies all made Daoist salutes or bowed in greeting.

Their expressions were solemn and filled with reverence.

At this, Lingxiao nodded and said, "The various palaces, vegetation, and trees on Penglai Immortal Island are now flawless. Return to the Heavenly Court and report back to the Jade Emperor."

"This poor Daoist is naturally indifferent to worldly matters and has no need for your service!"

As he spoke, Lingxiao's jade sleeve stirred, and streams of crimson-gold radiance fell upon every heavenly soldier, heavenly general, and Heavenly Court fairy. They were unmistakably Heavenly Dao Merit.

He gave generously, without the slightest stinginess.

In the Heavenly Court, while heavenly treasures and spiritual materials were naturally precious, Heavenly Dao Merit was the true hard currency.

"We obey the Heavenly Emperor's decree!"

This time, everyone saluted once more.

Soon, apart from the vegetation, spiritual roots, immortal birds, and immortal beasts, only Lingxiao and Wangshu remained upon the vast Penglai Immortal Island, standing in the air and overlooking everything below.

"Someone is heading this way!"

"They seem to be your old enemies..."