The rabbit beast shuffled forward and respectfully said, "Master requests the two of you to be seated in the private room on the fifth floor."
The two followed the rabbit beast directly to the fifth floor.
Mu Heng stopped at the entrance, thinking it would be uninteresting to watch two women converse, so he put his hands on his hips and said, "I'm not interested in women's topics. Palace Master, please chat at your leisure. I'll wait by the door if you need anything."
Ye Ziling glanced at him indifferently. It was indeed fitting, so she pushed the door open and entered alone.
Ye Ziling walked through layers of ethereal curtains in the swirling mist. The crisp sound of pearl beads reached her ears, and a wave of rose fragrance wafted towards her. A slender figure sat cross-legged before a table, her head bowed as she sipped tea.
Hearing the familiar rhythm of footsteps, Biluo's lips curved, and her voice, so soft it seemed to drip with sweetness, said, "Sister, you've arrived."
Although her former good sister's appearance had changed, she still recognized her.
Biluo bent down to pour her tea. Her flared skirt revealed a pair of fair, slender, beautiful legs. As she bent over, she lightly covered her chest, exuding a seductive allure, just as enchanting as when they were in the Heavenly Palace.
"Sister Bi, how have you been lately?" Ye Ziling picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. Her gaze was gentle, and her former aloofness seemed to have been blown away by the wind. A spark of worldly emotion flickered in her eyes.
Biluo chuckled and covered her mouth with a jade hand, shaking her head with a smile. "We are both sinners now, how could we be living well?" Her voice was still gentle as she playfully teased him. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and asked, "You don't visit without reason. What brings you here today, Sister? You're not just here to chat and complain with me, are you?"
"Sister is as intelligent as ever." Ye Ziling's lips curved into a smile. Now that she was a sinner in the Heavenly Realm, she had no one to turn to for clarification about the origin of this body. She could only seek out the person she trusted most.
Ye Ziling and Biluo were good sisters. In the Heavenly Realm, due to their outstanding beauty and exceptional dancing skills, they performed a dance for the Queen Mother of the West at the Peach Banquet, becoming famous for their performance. From then on, they became well-known beauties in the Heavenly Realm.
Ye Ziling was Tuyao, the goddess who commanded all the gods, while Biluo was merely a minor immortal fox with nine tails. Not only was her beauty inferior to Ye Ziling's, but her status was also vastly different. However, this did not affect their relationship at all. Instead, they got along even more harmoniously, like sisters by blood, but even closer.
Ye Ziling did not beat around the bush and spoke directly, "Sister, do you know the origin of this body I inhabit?"
"Sister, you risked coming to find me for this? I thought you were here to reminisce," Biluo said as her teacup was taken away. She poured herself a cup of wine and casually handed it to Ye Ziling, teasing, "You haven't visited me in years, I thought our sisterly bond had faded away."
Ye Ziling took the wine cup and brought it to her lips. Her smile gradually cooled, and she put the cup down heavily. Her reddened eyes flickered with coldness. "Indeed, it should fade."
Biluo's hand froze in mid-air. Staring at her increasingly cold eyes, she no longer hid the killing intent in her gaze. She took a few steps back, spread her five claws, and her beautiful features instantly contorted, finally transforming into the face of a fox demon.
Seeing the nine tails flying towards her, Ye Ziling dodged sideways and took a silver hairpin from her hair. It transformed into thousands of fine threads, entwining Biluo's tails.
The wine cup shattered on the floor, and the spilled wine corroded a large part of the floor, emitting billowing smoke.
"Yao'er, if you obediently plead guilty, I can ask the Emperor to spare your life. He said that as long as you surrender obediently, you will be dealt with lightly!" A sliver of cunning light flashed in Biluo's eyes as she tried her best to persuade her.
Ye Ziling sneered inwardly. Dealt with lightly?
Would they roast her body again with Samadhi True Fire?
Or drain her blood?
Perhaps even hang her head on the heavenly gate!
"We were sisters, must it come to this?" Ye Ziling's expression returned to its former aloofness. Her phoenix eyes narrowed, and an intimidating chill instantly emanated from her.
"The Emperor said that as long as I capture you, all my sins will be erased, and I can return to the Heavenly Court. Heh, sisterly affection? Yao'er, you are too sentimental, and it will surely harm you."
Biluo sneered and whipped her large tail behind her, sweeping towards her again.
Ye Ziling should have realized this long ago.
Because of her sentimentality, she was deceived by Qingbai, deceived by all the gods, and now her sister turned against her. It was all her own fault.
She had wronged no one, so why must all the debts be counted against her?
Because of that saying, "destiny"?
Ridiculous.
Biluo laughed self-mockingly, "I know I'm not as talented or beautiful as you. In your shadow, I'll always be a background character. Now, with a bright future before me, I can finally win against you. Why wouldn't I?"
"The Emperor loves you, Jun Lan loves you, and you possess supreme power. Yao'er, in the end, you are the one who is ungrateful!"
Ye Ziling's heart was pierced again. Her eyes were filled with coldness.
Qingbai? Utterly laughable.
He merely used her, treating her as a special pawn by his side. His eyes were only on power and status.
With a surge of strength, her wrist flipped, and with a tearing sound, the nine tails suspended in the air fell to the ground. In an instant, Ye Ziling saw a sky full of white fox fur fluttering down. She remembered a snowy day years ago when a fox had nestled against her, warming each other.
At that time, Qingbai was dissatisfied with her cultivation and punished her by making her kneel at the door in the snow for an entire day.
She was not yet the commander of the gods, and due to the Emperor's oppression, no one interceded for her, nor did anyone care if she lived or died. Only Sister Bi, when she was about to freeze to death, used her own fox fur to warm her body, and she gradually regained consciousness.
After she ascended to godhood, the immortals were hypocritical. They respected her on the surface but schemed against her behind her back. Only Sister Luo treated her with sincerity, always sacrificing her dance practice time to chat with her.
Blood spilled from Biluo's lips. She clutched her chest, glaring at Ye Ziling with a heart full of hatred. In a hurry, she pulled out a stinger, gathered her last bit of demonic power, and fiercely stabbed towards her.
An unknown source threw a golden light, knocking the stinger from Biluo's hand to the ground.
"Clang—"
A cold wind carrying the scent of balloon flower flashed before Biluo. With a sweep of her wrist, she pinned her firmly against the wall. Ye Ziling came back to her senses and called out her name one last time, "Sister Bi..."
Even though she was pinned tightly by Ye Ziling, Biluo laughed heartily, her smile fierce and desolate. "Yao'er, you think you're the only one with a rescuer? The Heavenly Court has already sent people to surround this place. How can you, in your mortal form, contend with heavenly beings?"
"You don't need to worry about it, Sister. I will remember your words and live with dignity."
After saying that, Ye Ziling's toe kicked up the stinger from the ground and pressed it against Biluo's chest.
"Does Sister have the heart?" Seeing Ye Ziling hesitate, Biluo threw her head back and laughed. She knew she wouldn't be able to do it.
Ye Ziling's eyes turned red, and her vision blurred. Looking at Biluo's laughing face, she curled her lips into a cold smile, her ferocity spreading to the extreme. "I think, Sister, you do not deserve to die so decently."
Ye Ziling dropped the stinger. The hairpin in her hand transformed into a dagger and fiercely stabbed towards Biluo's heart.
Blood splattered. Biluo's laughter abruptly stopped. She stared fixedly at the sharp dagger, her eyes wide open, blood flowing from the corners of her mouth.
"Yao'er, take care." Biluo murmured, then felt a sharp pain in her chest. She looked down to see a gleaming dagger plunged into her chest.
Ye Ziling twisted her wrist, rotating the dagger, and with a "clack," a bloody heart lay on the ground.
"Farewell."
She yanked the dagger out fiercely. A cloud of blood mist erupted from Biluo's chest. Her eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly.
"Take care."
From the eaves, Ling Xi's eyes flickered with a complex thought. It was a pity he had arrived too late and missed the exciting scene of the two beauties fighting. He had no fortune to witness this drama of sisterly betrayal.