Perfect Double Agent

At the same time, this also reflects confidence in his son, believing that Little Stone will not disgrace the name.

Little Stone stared intently at his mother, who shook her head repeatedly, looking both angry and amused.

"Your father, though powerful, is sometimes like a child."

Yunxi whispered, "Perhaps behind every man's maturity lies a childlike side, but this side is only revealed in front of the woman he loves."

Everyone knows the greatness of the Desolate Emperor, but who knows that he was just a little rascal who liked to bite her earlobe back then, childish like a brat? Perhaps their fate began because of this, which is why she can't forget the past to this day.

As she thought about it, Yunxi couldn't help but smile.

Little Stone didn't understand, but he could sense that his mother's smile contained memories and happiness.

"Night, if you ever meet a girl you like in the future, bite her ear, and she will remember you for the rest of her life."

Little Stone stared blankly at his mother, "Are you sure I won't get beaten to death first?"

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Little Stone was born in the most brilliant era of all the heavens and myriad realms. He didn't bring a large number of people or many followers. He was just a few old soldiers from the Heavenly Court, dressed in white. He fought against his contemporaries in the Three Realms and then broke into all the heavens and myriad realms.

The realm of gods is no ordinary place. It was the former stronghold of the alien realm, from which they began their struggle for supremacy among the heavens, establishing a glorious era and becoming the supreme ruler of all realms.

Similarly, all the emperors have left their mark here, and even the Desolate Emperor is said to have personally descended upon this realm.

It is precisely for this reason that there have always been countless outstanding talents and geniuses here, and even celestial kings frequently show their faces.

In the era of Shrouding the Heavens, the footprints of a Great Emperor could make countless people stomp their feet in protest, so one can imagine the footprints of several Quasi-Immortal Emperors, and even Immortal Kings would fight tooth and nail for them.

Godfall City.

This is a floating city built from ruins, with a history of nearly a million years. Although it is not the oldest in the realm of gods, it is the most prosperous.

Legend has it that the ancient emperors once fought a great battle here against the ancestor of the gods in the divine realm. The battle was so fierce that the heavens and earth collapsed, the Dao was destroyed, and the gods perished. It was that battle that brought hope of life to all living beings in the divine realm and changed the cultivation system of the divine realm.

"Did the White Emperor really come back then?"

A young man in white gazed at the distant mountains, his eyes deep and wise. He possessed neither the arrogance of a noble scion nor the youthful impetuosity of a prodigy; instead, he exuded an unimaginable maturity.

“This fellow Daoist must be from the outside world. Only an outsider would be suspicious.” A richly dressed man chuckled by the city wall. His clothes were disheveled, his face flushed with drunkenness. He raised his wine jug and pointed to the broken mountain below. “Under certain circumstances, one can even witness parts of that battle.”

The young man in white glanced sideways at the man not far away. The man was only in his early twenties, his face painted with red lips, his skirt collar half-undone, revealing a small part of his chest. Although he appeared unrestrained, the light of his primordial spirit between his brows was almost overflowing.

What was most striking about her was her appearance: her eyes were like crescent moons, her eyebrows like willow leaves, exuding a delicate charm; her nose was straight and delicate, her red lips were vibrant, and her face was so fair and radiant that she was more beautiful than many stunning beauties.

He had been wandering around for years and had seen many formidable figures, but this was the first time he had ever seen a dignified six-foot-tall man dressed in a woman's colorful dress.

It's not that the other party was skilled in disguise or had a knack for transformation, but rather that this person was a man.

"Brother Dao, you may not know this, but my master left from this realm back then..." As he spoke, the drunken man leaned closer, putting his arm around his shoulder. He meant no harm and was quite familiar with him.

The young man in white tried to dodge, but the other party spoke again, "You don't know, my master is very mysterious. He is suspected of witnessing the great battle between the emperors and the God Ancestor, and even had close contact with the White Emperor."

"You've been in contact with the White... Emperor!" The young man in white was taken aback, barely managing not to slap the hand off his shoulder.

"That Three Lives Young Master is swindling people again. Last time, he tricked a fairy into believing that his master was a reincarnated female immortal king with countless treasures, including a painting of the White Emperor overlooking the mountains. As a result, he was beaten half to death by that female fairy." People in the distance also noticed this place, and when they saw that it was the Three Lives Young Master, they couldn't help but point and whisper.

"Young man, don't believe him. This guy is a fraud. He spends his days scamming people out of food and drink, or he's living a life of debauchery in brothels. It's a miracle he's still alive. Getting involved with him will definitely not do you any good," an old man with almost no teeth warned.

“Old people are shrewd, and you can’t trust what they say. I not only know about the White Emperor, but I also know that he lived here for a very long time.” The Three Lives Prince glanced sideways.

"The White Emperor's residence... could it be..." The white-robed youth's body trembled, and his gaze turned towards the depths of the divine realm.

There was indeed such a place; he had heard his father talk about it, and even his father had been there.

"Isn't it inaccessible?" the white-robed youth asked in confusion. Even if only traces of the past remained of the Emperor's residence, it was not a place that ordinary people could enter.

“I saw with my own eyes that a fierce woman sneaked in. I think you are also an outstanding person with extraordinary cultivation. Why don’t we join forces to subdue that fierce woman and take the item in to take a look?”

"The fierce woman?"

"She's the notorious villain that's been circulating in the outside world. She's ruthless and uses every means at her disposal. She specializes in knocking people on the head, and many famous people have been knocked on by her."

"I'll let you in on a little secret... A Celestial King once tried to capture her, but for some reason, he fled overnight. Her background is quite mysterious..."

The young man in white felt an itch in his ears, and the smell of alcohol filled his ears. The other person was swaying unsteadily, which made him very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a pair of lips approached, startling the young man in white. His reaction was surprisingly quick.

"Awoo..."

"What the hell!" The white-robed youth jumped away in an instant, causing the Three Lives Young Master to miss his bite. His mother once said that biting an earlobe would be unforgettable for a woman, but he was almost bitten by a man. What was this!

Even the veterans who were hiding in the shadows were dumbfounded.

"May the Heavenly Emperor protect us and strike this scoundrel who dares to offend our mistress to death!"

Perhaps their prayers were answered, for no sooner had they spoken than two people descended from the sky.

A stunningly beautiful woman, wielding a three-foot-long immortal sword, and another shrouded in gloom, bearing wings of supreme yang and wielding a halberd, charged straight at them.

"Brother Dao, run! These are that woman's generals, one a descendant of an Immortal King, and the other a Kunpeng, one of the Ten Fiends!" The Three Lives Young Master became serious in an instant.

"Sansheng, where can you run to? You've ruined my master's reputation. Even your master couldn't save you if he came in person!" Kunpeng shouted coldly, his halberd trembling and instantly splitting open the boundless void.

"And that guy, with his arm around his shoulder, he's obviously no good!"

The young man in white: "..."

But what truly alarmed him was the identity of the other party's master. Was it one of those legendary, already matured, peerless celestial infants? Or an unparalleled genius who could even take Kunpeng as a subordinate?

"Brother Dao, trust me, run! If you don't run now, it will be too late!" Sansheng shouted as he fled into the air, his drunken state more sober than ever before.

"Sansheng...do you still want to struggle...?"

Suddenly, Sansheng, who had already escaped to the ends of the earth, froze and fell straight down, bleeding from his forehead, his body motionless, like a frozen statue.

"There's no need for the master to deal with this scoundrel; I alone can suppress him." Kunpeng sheathed his halberd, stood in mid-air, and looked at the white-clad figure emerging from the space on the distant horizon.

"This guy must be a reincarnation, and so is his master. That woman even tried to capture me, but she hid when she saw me. I can't beat her disciple to death."

The woman in white brandished the brick in her hand, smiling like a female devil.

But she was very beautiful, with golden hair like a waterfall, radiating golden light, and wearing a pink peach blossom headband. Her face was sacred and perfect, with a delicate nose, thin and pink lips, and skin as white as moonlight. She had a slender and tall figure, and her bare, snow-white feet stepped on the void, creating transparent ripples.

What's most captivating about this woman is her pair of pure, flawless eyes, so clean they seem untouched by the world's grime. Just one glance is enough to inspire a protective instinct, making it impossible to harbor any desire to harm her.

Yet this very woman caused a sensation in the region.

"It's her, that damned little witch!"

"You bastard! My brother challenged you fairly and squarely, why did you smash his head openly and crack his skull open!"

"Young man, did you steal my great medicine?!"

This woman clearly has a bad reputation.

They have the most adorable, innocent face, yet they do the wildest things—that's the kind of person that's described.

"Nonsense! If it weren't for my lord's mercy, your brother would be dead, and you old codger would be dead too. Your medicine was stolen by wiping out an entire clan. My lord took it, which is to act on behalf of Heaven!" Kunpeng shouted coldly, standing alone in front of the woman in white. As soon as he spoke, the noise from all sides instantly stopped.

No one knows the woman's origins. The strangest thing is that a Celestial King went to capture her, but upon seeing her, he turned and ran away, which caused quite a stir.

Some believe that there is an old monster behind this woman, while others believe that she is the youngest daughter of a peerless immortal king, born into this era to fight for supremacy. But one thing is very puzzling: the more powerful the being, the more fearful it is of this woman.

Just now, an old man on the city wall, whose teeth were almost all gone, glanced at the woman descending from the sky and stepped back. His peripheral vision made the veteran in the shadows jump. It turned out that the old man had been watching them all along.

"Hey buddy, you can't mess with this woman, run!"

"Do you think I have someone backing me? Do you think I have someone I can afford to offend?" The young man in white was very calm. He was not afraid of any power or any outstanding person. As the son of the Heavenly Emperor, he would not bully the weak, nor would he be afraid of fighting. The aura in his bones did not allow him to show weakness to anyone.

"My willpower is still decent, and my eyes are slightly resolute, but for some reason, when I see you, I just want to punch you."

The woman hovered in mid-air, looking down at him. A hint of confusion flashed in her pure eyes. She was certain she had never seen this person before, but her instincts told her that this kid deserved a beating.

"It's all those idiots' fault; they definitely didn't let that brat out."

As he spoke, a brick fell down, hitting the young man squarely on the forehead.

The opponent reacted quickly, throwing a punch. At the same time, a ball of light was evolving in his eyes, as if reincarnation was turning. The moment it shot out, fragments of time flashed.

"Huh, spacetime magic?" Bai Zhi was surprised. It seemed like she was making a move lightly, but she never underestimated anyone. She raised her five fingers to the sky and suddenly pulled, causing a waterfall of laws to descend from the sky and envelop her, as if the Great Dao itself was present.

"This is……"

The young man was startled. He had heard of this method before, and only people from his world would be filled with fear of it. Upon seeing that gesture, they would immediately think of one person.

However, this is not a time-space waterfall, but a kind of... magic exemption!

"boom!"

The young man was knocked over and fell backward, a large bump on his forehead clearly visible, leaving the veteran watching in the shadows dumbfounded, almost petrified.

Since his birth, the son of the Heavenly Emperor has swept away one opponent after another, quickly conquering the Three Realms and then advancing into the heavens. Unexpectedly, upon arriving in the God Realm, before he could even make a name for himself, he was knocked down by a weak woman with a single brick.

how can that be!

“Immunity to magic…it can’t be wrong. The young master’s magic power has been suppressed. Could she be a member of that race who escaped?” Some veterans’ eyes flickered. There are races in the world that are born with the talent of immunity to magic. There is a kind of Vajra Ape in the Immortal Realm, and there are several other races besides it.

But among all the races in the world, only one can utilize immunity to magic to its fullest extent: the "Wushang Clan!"

"Who are you!" The young man in white also realized this. He tried to get up. Even without magic, he was not afraid. He was confident that he could defeat any opponent with just his physical body. The only thing that bothered him was the gesture he had made earlier.

"People from over there? Have you heard of someone named Shi Ye?" Bai Zhi glanced sideways, her eyes cold and unfathomable, like two bottomless abysses, completely devoid of their previous purity.

"Shi Ye never mentioned anyone named Shi Fan!" The young man remained expressionless. This was his training name; after all, no one would expect the son of the Heavenly Emperor to have such an ordinary name.

"Shi Fan? Forget it, beating up Shi Fan first is just as good."

Little Stone tried to get up, but he found that he had been frozen without realizing it, like a little chick being dragged away by the woman by the back of his collar.

Another one being dragged along was Sansheng, who had a bitter expression on his face. He was being carried by Kunpeng, and he looked at them sideways with a face full of resentment.

"I thought you were a lucky star, but I never imagined you would be a jinx, and that your surname is Shi!"

Thankfully, he wasn't the son of the Heavenly Emperor; otherwise, even the gods couldn't save him.

Sansheng looked utterly hopeless. Fortunately, although this woman was wicked, she wouldn't kill indiscriminately. At most, she would keep him hanging for a couple of days to lure his cheap master.

Little did he know that a raging storm was brewing in Little Stone's heart. The magic immunity, the time-space manipulation, and that gesture made it impossible for him to calm down.

A question couldn't help but flash through my mind: "Could she be that Uncle Bai's daughter?"

Chapter 688 The Three Emperors Gather