Concubine 1 of the year 1216

"Mu Xia Qiao, I've been watching you for a long time. I thought you were some kind of pure girl. Look at all the marks on your body, how intense things must have been last night"He reached out and ya...The group of white birds flying in the sky, surrounding the blue bird in the middle, suddenly turned and flew towards us.

This vast expanse of white "sea of clouds" surged and billowed, majestically hovering above the cliff.

A messenger came down from a bird's back. I saw that his robe was very plain, the kind of clean and neat cotton and hemp fabric, not expensive or eye-catching at all.

Unless one were to see his otherworldly air of a celestial being, it would be hard to tell that he was an extraordinary wizard.

They don't discriminate between men and women, their hair is all casually loose, occasionally some use a band or a sprig of peach blossoms to tie it up.

Very serene, like someone who practices seclusion in the mountains.

After landing, the messenger looked back at the person sitting on the blue bird. He seemed to receive some hint, nodded slightly, and then turned to walk towards us.

“...The Star Lord has arrived, and it is a shame we did not welcome him far enough.” He bowed slightly and said.

Lord Luo Hu sneered, but said nothing.

The little boy hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "I dare not take credit. We are only here to look for our companions. Within the realms of human law, Jie Du Xingjun entered the ranks together with the pursuit of the old monster. He cannot stay away from Shangjie Xinggong for too long, as it will attract celestial punishment. So we came to rescue him, and I hope Shen Wu won't blame us for intruding..."

Actually, there's no need to be so nervous. We haven't done anything wrong, have we

He just wanted to find a temporary foothold in the ghost realm, a city where he could rest. To save people, Mu Wanchen decided to banish the Mirage Dragon.

... made a bit more of a commotion.

I exchanged a glance with the little boy. It would be best if we could talk things out and be understood. If it came to fighting, we didn't seem to have a chance. Besides Lord Rahu, who else do we have who can fight

Luohu Xingjun still had to free up a hand to hold Ji Dou, could the little boy fight Looking at him, he seemed like the kind who was best at running. He sat on his big gourd and flew away.

I needn't say more. Helpless, I'd be the first to be caught.

However, the other party didn't seem to be here to settle a score.

The messenger nodded slightly, understanding the child's meaning. He spoke softly, "Our divine shaman is spread across the nine regions, this vast wasteland and the land within it belong to the governance of Wugu, one of the shamans. Our Wugu master would like to invite you all to visit Xian Shan. What do you think"

A sorceress!

My God, of all the people I could have met, it's him!

The only female witch among the Ten Witches of Ling Shan, her position was akin to having nine sons and then a daughter — need I say more about how favored she was

"We're getting ready to leave." I murmured, hoping for a response.

The emissary smiled faintly: "Leaving The Great Shaman King is the ruler of the people under the Divine Shaman. You are his queen, how can you pass by his door without entering"

Home

I'm a bit creeped out by that—what do you mean Are you saying we're being held here against our will

"Lord Luohu said displeasedly, “This deity comes and goes freely. You want to keep me It seems you are overestimating yourselves.”

"Well... of course, you are a revered god from the Upper Realm, and we are but humble beings. You are our guest, so do as you please. However, this young princess is the rightful consort of our Great Shaman King, and it would be customary for her to pay respects to the Divine Shaman."

He means that they, the 羅睺 star lords, have been led away, right

If they leave, what am I supposed to do all by myself!

The little boy was very righteous and quickly waved his hand, saying: "That's not right what you said. The princess brought us here. Without her, we wouldn't know how to get back. Besides, she is a disciple of the revered Taichi Mountain, so even if she wants to stay here, she has to report it to our honored God first…"

The messenger narrowed his eyes slightly: "The honored god and our shaman are roughly the same age as holy beings. Since he is a disciple of the Honored God, we must treat him well. Moreover, he is also the concubine of our Great Shaman King, so we should keep him for longer before letting him leave. Why rush back and forth like this"

"Cut to the chase." I said impatiently. "Just get straight to the point. We don't need all these roundabout, evasive polite phrases."

The messenger was taken aback and nodded. "Queen Mother Wu is so straightforward, very good. Elder Witch's meaning is to invite you to the Fairy Mountain as a guest, but the Fairy Mountain is not a place where ordinary people can enter at will... So, I want to ask your friend to go back first. As for what happened here, Elder Witch doesn't hold any grudges."

"Ordinary people Are your eyes bad They are Star Lords and Scattered Immortals, these are ordinary people The only ordinary person here is me, it seems they don't welcome someone like me. Let's go now, no need to cause trouble." I frowned.

The messenger was probably used to people complying with him, so my rather "impolite" response surprised him.

Before he could even speak, a gust of wind carrying the melody of ethereal music swept past him.

The wind whipped his robe, but it also forced us to shield our eyes.

The person sitting on the bluebird extended a hand, with long nails on their little finger and bracelets of ancient jewels piled high on their wrist.

She lifted one edge of the curtain, revealing a pair of deep black eyes.

Pitch black.

Even from this distance, those eyes were as terrifying as an abyss.

I just caught a glimpse, as if my soul had been taken, and my body almost acted involuntarily.

At this moment, our eyes met directly. A sense of oppression washed over me instantly, and a familiar voice echoed in my mind—

"...What are you afraid of"

What am I afraid of One person isn't afraid of death, two people, I'm afraid something will happen to the other. What more... Me and Mu Wanchen now are not just two people anymore, I'd rather be cautious and admit defeat than risk anything happening to my body.

This is his child, I may be weak, but I must protect our bloodline.

"Don't look!" the little boy secretly pinched my hand, and I quickly averted my gaze.

"Why can't I see it" I gritted my teeth and asked in a low voice.

"... Ling Shan's Ten Witches can be considered gods, or immortals, or witches, or even ordinary people... People who have lived for thousands or millions of years, could they still be ordinary people..."

"It's already scarier than goblins and ghosts, isn't it"

However, they still had an ethereal air about them. I didn't feel any eerie or ominous atmosphere.

Boom...

Suddenly, a deep rumbling sound came from afar, and the ground beneath our feet trembled slightly.

The clouds and the wind above changed direction. The man on the bluebird's back murmured quietly, "...it seems we no longer need to go."

This sentence was carried by the wind.

Her voice was soft, barely a whisper as her lips moved, yet everyone heard her command.

I gazed anxiously at the distant sky, where dark clouds hung on the horizon, beginning to dissipate. In the distance, I could see a massive object flying toward us.

It is the應龍.

Yinglong must have brought Mu Wanchen to meet us! The black clouds in the sky are parting, does that mean the Shenlong has retreated If it retracts its mirage and goes into hiding, moving the ghost city, then the people who were originally in the city would be saved.

Mu Wanchen really came, he looked unharmed, but upon seeing this vast flock of birds, his brows furrowed deeply.

Before he could speak, the white birds swooped down around us, filling the entire cliff face with their presence.

These birds tucked in their wings, stretched out their necks, and bowed their heads, showing great deference.

Even the bluebird sang a clear note and dipped its head slightly.

The shaman, seated atop the giant turtle, narrowed her eyes slightly and spoke in a soft, measured tone: “I never expected you to be able to command the Azure Dragon so readily. Remarkable, truly remarkable…”

Mu Wanchen glanced at her, then at me, and furrowed his brows, asking: "Did you make things difficult for Yin Luo" standing under a tree not far away. I walked up to him and secretly reached out to touch his finger.He grabbed my hand in return, although his touch was icy cold, it sent a flurry of pink bubbles flu...