Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 53 Is Boyikao fond of beauty?

As a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect, he had some experience, and the stranger the object, the more likely it wasn’t simple.

Tian Peng carefully stored it away. Holding this object in hand always caused an inexplicable palpitation for some reason.

It was better to wait and give it to Shopkeeper Chen; no matter how mysterious, Tian Peng had no intention of keeping it.

Apart from the Primordial Blue Bell bestowed by the Jade Emperor—feared to be difficult to explain if the time came—and his own weapon, everything else was converted into meal money.

So, this was truly a case where his pocket was cleaner than his face. What need did he have for magical treasures when eating wasn’t fragrant?

Meanwhile, Fairy Yunxiao, with her early-stage Quasi-Saint cultivation, arrived outside the South Heavenly Gate in just a few breaths, but she did not rashly barge in.

First, she knew that since the Divine Enthronement, the structure of the Heavenly Court must have undergone significant changes, and she had no idea where her two sisters lived.

Second, she was very clear about the strength of Haotian, the master of the Heavenly Court, as a direct disciple of a Saint. He was definitely above her, and most of those listed on the Investiture of the Gods were of her own Jie School, so it was better to keep a low profile.

She was here to reunite with her sisters and to ask for money to buy Peach Blossom Brew, not to cause trouble.

"Excuse me, do you know where the residences of Fairies Qiong Xiao and Bixiao are?"

The heavenly soldiers sized up Yunxiao, their eyes filled with deep amazement, nearly losing themselves in her beauty.

Coming back to their senses, they stood even straighter. Su Rian, having never seen this fairy before, but having served at the South Heavenly Gate for many years had some discernment.

Someone like the one before them was clearly not ordinary, and definitely not someone they, mere soldiers, could stop.

However, releasing information about the Heavenly Court to outsiders was a grave sin for them.

The soldiers dared neither retreat nor speak.

"This fairy, please wait here. I will go and inform the Lord," said one quick-witted soldier.

Yunxiao nodded lightly.

"Announce to the Lord that there is a fairy outside the South Heavenly Gate who wishes to visit Lady Qiong Xiao and Lady Bixiao."

Today, Lord Zengzhang, better known as Mo Liqing, was in charge of the watch; the request to find Qiong Xiao and Bixiao was quite rare indeed.

Lady Erxiao was known for her seclusion; this was the first time he heard of such a visit since he took office.

Wait a minute!

A sudden realization flashed through Mo Liqing’s mind, and he asked, "Did you say a fairy?"

The soldier nodded and said, "Yes, and she is... well, in my opinion, the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen!"

As he finished speaking, he couldn’t help blushing.

A beautiful fairy looking specifically for Lady Erxiao; that could mean—

Mo Liqing’s breath hitched and he hurried to the South Heavenly Gate, his pupils contracting instantly at the first sight of that peerless figure.

"I’ve seen Lady Yunxiao... um, Acting Cult Leader!" Mo Liqing began, but halfway through, he quickly changed terms, remembering the words Tongtian Saint had left them as if they were thunder ringing in his ears.

"I’ve seen the Lord," Yunxiao replied with a slight smile.

During her suppression at Qilin Cliff, Saint Taiqing had shown her once the positions listed on the Divine Enthronement, so she still remembered.

"Not at all, not at all," Mo Liqing replied, somewhat flustered.

Now, Lady Yunxiao’s status was not just that of a listed position on the Investiture of the Gods; she was also the Jie School’s Acting Cult Leader, with an exceedingly esteemed position.

Not to mention her Quasi-Saint cultivation!

"Faithful to your duty, you truly deserve the title of Lord!" Yunxiao nodded, admiring those like the Four Generals of the Mo Family who were faithful to their duties.

"I wish to see my second and third sisters; may I ask, Lord, where they are at present?"

After a moment of reflection, Mo Liqing said, "The two Ladies should currently be at Ziwei Palace, conferring positions."

After finishing his explanation, Mo Liqing gave Yunxiao detailed directions.

After expressing her thanks, Yunxiao immediately took her leave, flying towards the Ziwei Palace. She was about to meet her two sisters, so her heart inevitably began to flutter with excitement.

After so many years, how were they?

Meanwhile, in a side hall of the Ziwei Palace.

"Second Sister, when are we going to find Eldest Sister? Before our master left, he didn’t tell us her location!" A charming young maiden in a teal dress propped her chin, gazing at the aloof woman in a blue dress before her.

Qiong Xiao raised an eyebrow: "You’re asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

"I don’t have master’s all-encompassing divine skills, I can’t just calculate Eldest Sister’s location in an instant!"

Bixiao pouted and muttered, "I’m just missing Eldest Sister, doesn’t Second Sister miss her too?"

Qiong Xiao didn’t respond, but just reached out to smooth out a stray lock of hair on Bixiao’s forehead.

Her usually cold and proud face was filled with tenderness when facing her sister.

She sighed softly in her heart—how could she not miss her Eldest Sister?

Yunxiao arrived at the Ziwei Grand Hall, the domain of Lord Zengzhang of the Heavenly Court’s Four Imperial Lords, Boyikao, the son of King Wen of Zhou—after all was said and done, an enemy.

"Yunxiao pays respects to Great Emperor Ziwei," Yunxiao greeted Boyikao with a slight bow upon entering the grand hall.

It was currently a leisurely time; there were no other Immortal Clans present, only a few handmaiden Little Immortals.

Yunxiao!

Initially, Boyikao hadn’t even lifted his head, but upon hearing the name of the visitor, he quickly looked over.

That one glance was all it took for him to be utterly captivated. He had thought that Qiong Xiao and Bixiao were the epitome of stunning beauty, but he had not anticipated that Yunxiao surpassed them.

He had never before seen such a pure and graceful lady, and her temperament entranced him.

"So it’s Yunxiao, please sit, please sit," Boyikao beckoned eagerly, gesturing for Yunxiao to sit on a chair to the left of the hall.

Yunxiao’s brows furrowed slightly. Wasn’t the Boyikao of legend a self-effacing gentleman? How could he be so... um, lecherous?

She thought she might have misjudged, but her instincts did not deceive her. The more gentle and tame a woman was, the more sensitive she became.

Yunxiao was originally the first patch of white cloud in heaven, a symbol of purity, especially discerning of such impure thoughts.

Immediately, the impression of Boyikao in her mind plummeted, and even her normally soft voice unconsciously carried a hint of coldness.

"Reporting to Great Emperor Ziwei, Yunxiao has come to reunite with her sisters. May I inquire about their whereabouts?"

Boyikao smiled faintly, his gaze still wandering over Yunxiao’s form. His face, once considered handsome, now appeared somewhat lewd: "No hurry, Fairy Yunxiao. There are some rules you need to learn now that you are in the Ziwei Palace."

Yunxiao’s face turned completely cold; this man was truly disgusting!

She even began to doubt whether the story of the Nine-tailed Fox Demon, Daji, being spurned by Boyikao and, in a fit of shame and rage, grinding him into minced meat, was true.

Even if he had been a just and honorable gentleman before, having attained power and revealing this side of himself showed his true nature.

The insults were too much to bear!

Mana surged from Yunxiao’s entire body in an instant, and the overwhelming presence of a Quasi-Saint swept through the entire hall.

"All I wish to know now is where my sisters are!"

An immense, terrifying pressure instantly pinned Boyikao to the ground, causing his bones to creak.

In his previous life, Boyikao was merely a mortal, and his status as a Golden Immortal had been forcibly elevated with the help of the Investiture of the Gods. He possessed virtually no combat prowess and naturally couldn’t withstand Yunxiao’s Quasi-Saintly power.

"Yunxiao, you’re out of line! Do you know who I am!" Boyikao lay prostrate on the ground, trying to struggle but to no avail.