Why did this have to happen to her when she was in Baizhao?

 The affairs of the Qilin should be handled by the Qilin themselves.

 We left the Celestial Master's Mansion.

 She saw the Qilin Celestial Venerable strolling leisurely down the street.

 Upon seeing her, the other person smiled.

 "Miss Yue, what brings you here waiting for me, Chen?"

 "Didn't I promise Brother Chen yesterday that we would meet in front of the Celestial Master's Mansion today?"

 She glanced at the person next to Qilin.

 "Why weren't those three with Brother Chen yesterday?"

 "They would arrive shortly, but I was more curious about it, so I went ahead of them."

 Old thing.

 She looked at the Qilin in front of her again.

 Although she was unclear about the various origins and history of the Celestial Masters sect as a Celestial Master, she was very familiar with the Yuanshi Tianzun painting, which she would offer incense to every day.

 The unicorn in the painting is majestic and sacred, making its image resemble a hegemon or a deity.

 The Qilin in front of me... looked quite human, a handsome man, but his majesty and holiness were hard to discern clearly.

 His appearance is secondary; what matters most is his ability... If he is truly the Primordial Heavenly Venerable descending to the mortal world, what is his purpose?

 Should this true dragon of Yan Kingdom change his name and surname?

 Is the peaceful and prosperous Yan Kingdom about to vanish?

 Nothing is known.

 "Hmph... Brother Chen, shouldn't you return that item from yesterday to me?"

 She took a deep breath and steered the conversation in another direction.

 "Oh? What? Do I have anything from Miss Yue?"

 "Brother Chen, have you forgotten? Yesterday you came from here..."

 She glanced at the smiling Qilin, and her words abruptly stopped.

 "It's not a good place to talk, Brother Chen, please come with me."

 Chapter Sixty-Six: The Heavenly Venerable's Favor Is Almost Unbearable

 "Go and fetch some fragrant tea."

 She found an excuse to send the other Taoist masters away and closed the door.

 Turning around, I saw the Qilin standing with its hands behind its back.

 She suddenly struck as his tail swung across the center of his back.

 "Why such a grand gesture, Miss Yue?"

 Seeing the Roc fall to its knees with a thud, Qilin flicked his finger and saw the pretty face that was forcing a smile despite the pressure.

 "You, you really are not an ordinary person..."

 She was pinned down like dust the moment she raised her hand, unable to move. What would happen if the other party attacked directly?

 "What exactly do you want to do in Yan Kingdom... Primordial Heavenly Venerable?"

 “It’s not that you guys keep talking about it and making all sorts of noise that hurts my ears.”

 Chen Lingxu wasn't surprised to be recognized. He was so obvious; it would be strange if these people didn't recognize him.

 "Now that I'm back, you're all unhappy?"

 "You really are the Primordial Celestial Venerable... hiss..."

 With a casual wave of his hand, three incense sticks from the altar in the room floated up and landed in his hand.

 He held the incense stick in his hand and gently poked it between the crimson sun on the bird's forehead, and sparks flew from the incense stick.

 Chen Lingxu then pried open her cheeks, coiled her long golden hair around the two iron-like horns, and stuck incense sticks one by one into them.

 "Be good, don't move. I see that you are exceptionally talented and a rare martial arts prodigy. Today I wish to pass on my precious skills to you. Now I will set up a test to temper your character."

 Seeing her exceptional intelligence, I wanted to teach her magic.

 Qiong Niao blinked, a hint of doubt rising in her heart.

 Could it be that she was judging others by her own petty standards, and that the Primordial Celestial Venerable disdained the position of Emperor of Yan Kingdom and the respect of thousands, and was merely there to see how his descendants fared?

 But as the Qilin Celestial Venerable raised his palm, and the shadow of the Five Finger Mountain completely covered the golden-winged bird's almond-shaped face, she felt ashamed of her previous thoughts.

 She thought that she had already acted disrespectfully of her age and power by acting without regard for others.

 But she never expected that the guy who was worshipped and revered by all the Taoist masters every day, like an ancestor, would be even more disrespectful than her.

 "Gulp...wait a minute..."

 "Little Golden Wing, I am about to teach you magic. Pay close attention and learn diligently. Don't talk, just keep eating."

 Oh, how awful...

 How could such a fine cabbage like her, with only its leaves being eaten away, be treated like this?

 She tried to resist, but her body was restrained and she couldn't move at all.

 The three incense sticks stuck on her head seemed to freeze her soul, leaving her body at the mercy of the other person's movements.

 The only thing she could still move was her mouth; she could breathe and speak.

 Even though he could breathe, he was immediately in danger of suffocating and was about to choke to death on his own saliva.

 If you want to speak, you have to use your tongue; if you use your tongue, you'll suffer losses.

 The way she speaks now is pure enjoyment for the other person.

 "I still remember the Golden-Winged Roc of yesteryear, whose wingspan could reach the heavens. It could devour hundreds of giant snakes a day, and ordinary dragons were no match for them. When I subdued them, I had to break their Achilles tendons so that they could not fly high and could only circle around me. Only in this way could I gradually subdue several of them."

 Chen Lingxu slowly caressed her cheeks, swaying and turning the wheel, sometimes soaring to the heavens, sometimes plunging into the abyss of the sea. He reminisced about the past.

 "It's a pity that you are the only golden-winged creature left in the world. If I hadn't arrived in time, I might not have seen you again in a few days."

 Ha... wouldn't that mean...?

 Good thing? She doesn't need to be here... she's unknowingly lost her innocence.

 "Ha ha……"

 My stomach is bloated and my mouth feels numb and tingly.

 As a Liboli, a member of the Feathered Clan, her tongue still retains the characteristics of the Feathered Clan—delicate and sensitive, and she cannot even drink hot tea.

 Just now, I was forced to perform swallowing burning charcoal and tasting red-hot iron rods... Now, not only is my mouth empty and sticky, but my tongue is almost ruined.

 “I am kind-hearted. I cannot bear to see the Golden Winged Clan, who once served me wholeheartedly, end up being wiped out without a trace.”

 Then, how should we treat her?

 The Heavenly Venerable's kindness was slapped on her face, and she could feel how ashamed she was to have her saliva flying everywhere.

 "From now on, you will serve as my protector. When I have rebuilt the earth, water, wind, and fire elements and restored this world, I will bestow upon you the title of Bright King Protector, and you will also enjoy the pleasure of immortality."

 ha?

 Although she didn't quite understand what the other person meant, she still grasped their meaning.

 The plan is to subdue her and then cause trouble in the Great Yan...

 I can't stand it! I can't stand it!

 "Hmm? What, you don't want to?"

 The Heavenly Venerable's kindness kept striking her forehead. As a Heavenly Master, she should indeed obey the Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning, the source of all Heavenly Masters and the teacher of all teachers.

 But things are not like they were 10,000 years ago now.

 The Great Yan has embarked on its own path, and the Celestial Master has long since placed his responsibilities on safeguarding the livelihood and future of the people of the Great Yan.

 How could she willingly become a dog just because of a few words or threats from the other party?

 Moreover, Li Huo was irritable and unruly, yet she could command him as easily as if he were her own arm, which showed that she was not such a truly obedient person.

 "interesting."

 The three incense sticks stuck in her head were about to fall, but Chen Lingxu only gave her a wake-up call, and all the efforts of the Golden-Winged Bird turned to ashes.

 "You wretched creatures, so stubborn and unyielding. I shall teach you a lesson and show you why I am your ancestor."

 He, what is he going to do?

 There's always a way to resist, to put up a fight...

 "Has there been no news from the Old Celestial Master for an hour?"

 Two young celestial masters guarded the place, but as time passed, the old celestial master still did not come out, and they couldn't help but feel worried.

 "...Yes. The assessments are underway over there, and the True Dragon has arrived. Old Master...did that person take Old Master away?"

 "Get out of here, what nonsense are you talking about? The Celestial Master is the strongest Celestial Master in our Great Yan. Even if he has to hold up all the people of Yan with one hand, the Celestial Master is invincible in the world!"

 "Yes, yes..."

 "Trust in the Old Master, we will win."

 Will it win?

 As the golden-winged bird scratched with its slender palms, its fingernails left deep scratches on the hard, iron-like blue bricks, just like knives.

 The golden-winged roc that could soar to the heavens now kneels on the ground, trembling like a drowned rat.

 "You beast, if you don't wake up now, when will you?"

 The Buddha's teachings were like a sudden awakening, and the golden wings of the jade bird trembled, its tail feathers fluttering, as if it were flying across the sea of ​​suffering and about to reach the other shore of ultimate bliss.

 "Ouch... Oh..."

 But she remained stubborn and, just an inch from the other shore, fell back into the sea of ​​suffering. Fortunately, the Celestial Venerable Qilin watched over her and tirelessly rescued her from the sea of ​​suffering, teaching her day and night.

 "Hmph, it seems you haven't quite grasped my teachings and principles. I have some free time today, so I'll teach you properly."

 Again?!

 "I...I admit it..."

 Give up?

 Do we really have to admit defeat?

 "You understand before I've even taught you anything? You're just deceiving me, you wicked creature. I'll show you the consequences of lying."

 He dragged her along, and the incense burner in front of them was pushed to the ground.

 A pale yellow silk pouch was tied to her corner, obscuring her face, and she couldn't make out the image of the Celestial Venerable on the wall.

 Only the disrespectful old man behind her was trying to find ways to make fun of her.

 She realized...

 I shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess and provoked him. If I let him have his fun, then the Great Yan will be fine.

 She doesn't know if the Great Yan is safe now, but she's definitely out of her safe period.

 Chapter Sixty-Seven: Holding an Egg is Ten Times Stronger

 "My dear uncle... No, no, it's really no good!"

 "Not successful? Then it's still not successful."

 "Medium, mediocre... the most mediocre..."

 This day was truly the most difficult day in the life of the Qiong bird.

 She couldn't admit defeat, nor could she refuse to admit defeat; she only had one option: to lose. And no matter what she chose, her opponent could always stick to their guns.

 Standing before the portraits of our ancestors, we are being mocked by them.

 "Little Golden-Winged Beast, have you grasped the profound truths of my teachings?"

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