The Ancestral Land of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix.
After a violent tremor, the stone statue of the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix erupted with a dazzling light that illuminated the entire ancestral land. An indescribable feeling arose in Mo Tianxiao's heart.
Soon, the light dissipated, and a profound and hazy phantom walked out from the stone statue.
Mo Tianxiao curiously observed this figure. It was hazy, its facial features obscured as if hidden behind a mysterious veil.
However, judging by the silhouette, it was undoubtedly a woman.
This was a method left behind by the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix clan. Was the owner of this phantom still alive?
Driven by curiosity, Mo Tianxiao couldn't help but use his Eye of Appraisal to scan her. Instantly, goosebumps erupted all over his body, and a strong sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.
[Name: Huang Miaoyin
Cultivation: ???
Fortune Level: Gold
Aptitude: Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix Great Auspicious Beast
Profile: A destined auspicious beast that has survived for endless ages... was once emotionally deceived by a human man...]
He actually couldn't see through her cultivation??
What was going on?
Mo Tianxiao couldn't help but ask the system in his mind.
[The target's cultivation far exceeds the host's, and her true body is too far away. Unable to determine the exact cultivation level.]
"No way? Is it that exaggerated? Can't you even make a rough estimate of her strength?"
Mo Tianxiao hastily pressed on in his mind.
This was his first time encountering such an exaggerated figure. A destined auspicious beast that had lived for endless ages, and she was emotionally deceived by a human man??
He was feeling a bit panicky now. What was her purpose in having Huang Xiaoyao bring the human man she liked here?
"Greetings, Ancestor."
Huang Xiaoyao hurriedly cupped her hands and bowed in greeting. Stripped of her usual mischievousness, her expression was extremely respectful.
The phantom projected by Huang Miaoyin through the stone statue slightly lowered her eyes. Her gaze swept past Huang Xiaoyao and landed directly on Mo Tianxiao, instantly making him feel the pressure multiply.
"Greetings, Senior!"
Without hesitation, Mo Tianxiao also gave a standard salute.
After a long moment of silence, Mo Tianxiao slowly raised his head, only to be startled by the phantom that was suddenly right in front of him. He hastily took a few steps back.
"Senior?"
At some unknown point, Huang Miaoyin's phantom had arrived right before him. Although she was still hazy and her face couldn't be seen clearly, Mo Tianxiao could still feel that she was sizing him up.
In the next instant, a cold, emotionless voice rang out, giving off a bone-piercing chill like a cultivator who practiced the Art of Severing Emotions.
"Were you probing me just now?"
The moment these words were spoken, Mo Tianxiao felt a chill run down his spine. Wasn't this big shot a bit too ridiculously strong??
She could actually detect the system's probe?
"Senior? What are you talking about? This junior doesn't quite understand."
Mo Tianxiao could only play dumb and refuse to admit it to the death.
Huang Miaoyin saw through his lie at a glance, but she didn't mind.
Just now, her true body suddenly sensed something calculating her heavenly secrets. That thing was very secretive; it disappeared right after popping up, and even cleanly severed the strings of karma, making it impossible for her to track.
An existence capable of doing such a thing was at least on the same level as her.
Let alone this guy in front of her, no one in the entire Xuanhuang World could do it.
She was merely asking casually.
Putting aside the existence that calculated her heavenly secrets for now, Huang Miaoyin turned her head to look at Huang Xiaoyao, her voice softening a bit.
"Xiaoyao, you aren't deceiving your Ancestor this time, are you?"
Huang Xiaoyao's small face looked a bit embarrassed. She hurriedly spoke, her tone firm, "Ancestor, Brother Tianxiao is the one I have set my heart on. I am definitely not deceiving you this time!"
"If that is the case, then swear a Heavenly Dao Oath so your Ancestor can confirm your resolve."
Huang Miaoyin's gaze remained fixed on Huang Xiaoyao.
Huang Xiaoyao seemed to have anticipated this procedure. She immediately raised her hand and swore a Heavenly Dao Oath.
"I, Huang Xiaoyao, hereby swear a Heavenly Dao Oath that Brother Tianxiao is the man I have chosen for my entire life! The only man!"
After swearing the Heavenly Dao Oath, somewhere in the unseen world, Huang Xiaoyao felt a strange thing appear in her mind, but upon careful inspection, it seemed like there was nothing there.
[Successfully tricked an underage, innocent demon beast loli into becoming a wife. Aligns with villainous behavior. Villain Points +50,000!]
[Gained the undying devotion of the destined auspicious beast Huang Xiaoyao. Successfully seized fortune. Fortune Points +10,000!]
"!!!"
There was actually such a good thing?
The two voices exploding in his mind instantly washed away Mo Tianxiao's nervous and fearful mood.
It turned out that this Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix senior was a really great person! He had actually worried that she would make things difficult for him because she had been deceived by a human man.
To think she was here to help him.
What the hell was a pleasant surprise? This kind of sudden benefit was a pleasant surprise!
After swearing the oath, Huang Xiaoyao's small face flushed slightly, but her eyes were extremely firm. Although she was innocent, her judgment was not bad.
Some people would make you feel disgusted with just one glance, while others, even if they were a bit unkempt, careless, or had many flaws, would just click with you.
She and Mo Tianxiao had definitely clicked.
Seeing Huang Xiaoyao swear so decisively, Huang Miaoyin also cast a surprised glance at Mo Tianxiao.
To actually be able to deceive this little girl into such undying devotion, he truly lived up to being a human. Even at such a young age, his methods were still impressive.
"Since that is the case, the first condition has been met."
"Now for the second condition."
Huang Miaoyin's voice suddenly turned cold. She slightly raised her hand, and the stone statue behind her emitted a faint glow. In the next instant, her slender palm waved toward Mo Tianxiao.
With a wave of inexplicable fluctuation, Mo Tianxiao felt as if his acupoints had been struck. His cultivation was instantly sealed, and his body could not move. Only his eyeballs and mouth could still move.
Huge question marks practically popped up over his head.
"S-Senior, what is the meaning of this?"
Mo Tianxiao's cheek twitched slightly, and the look he gave Huang Miaoyin's phantom was filled with confusion.
He had just called this big shot a great person, and now there was going to be a reversal? You can't play like this!
With his body immobilized, he could do absolutely nothing now. He was like a fish on a chopping block, at the mercy of others!
To say he wasn't panicking would be a lie, but she shouldn't kill him, right?
A big shot of this level wouldn't stoop so low as to kill a small fry like him, right?
Huang Miaoyin ignored Mo Tianxiao's innocent questioning. Her gaze remained on Huang Xiaoyao as she said calmly, "Now, kill him with your own hands."
"Eh??"
Not only was Mo Tianxiao dumbfounded, but even Huang Xiaoyao's face was full of utter bewilderment.
"Why? Ancestor, did you misspeak?"
Huang Xiaoyao even suspected for a moment that there was a problem with her ears and she had misheard her Ancestor's words.
"Senior, we are all still young. Please don't play this kind of joke on us."
Mo Tianxiao's face flushed bright red as he seemingly tried to break free from his restraints. However, his meager strength didn't even count as an ant's in front of Huang Miaoyin.
"You did not mishear. I am telling you to kill him."
Huang Miaoyin emphasized again, "No man is a good thing, especially human men. They are all liars."
"Xiaoyao, a man will only hinder your cultivation. Only by killing the man you love most with your own hands will your future be a smooth path."
Her calm tone was unquestionable, carrying a bone-piercing coldness.
Killing one's husband to prove one's Dao!!?
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