Chapter 12
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Chapter 12: Is the Witch Queen Really Into Foot Fetish?
The letter only contained a simple sentence, without any other words.
Bai Lian held the letter close to her nose and sniffed lightly, catching a faint and elegant aroma that seemed to come from Yue Wuyang.
Bai Lian had a talent for recognizing scents that exceeded that of an average person, so she was certain that she hadn’t made a mistake.
Then, she carefully checked the letter several times but could not find any hidden marks.
"Is it just a simple invitation?"
Bai Lian didn’t rush to make a decision.
She sat in front of the dressing table for quite a while, but still no new task appeared.
In fact, since killing the Demon Emperor, the system had not been active for about ten days.
This seemed to be telling her that now that peace had been restored in the world, even An Lan could no longer pose a threat to her.
Bai Lian shook her head.
"Let’s wait a little longer."
The master will be back in these few days, but now her mind is completely on this matter, too busy to pay attention to other people and other things.
Yue Wuyang is not weak in strength, even if she gave half of her life to her, as long as her injuries heal, she can still be considered as one of the top masters in this world.
So there is no need to worry about her safety.
As for her saying that she will come here on her own initiative…
Bai Lian chose to lie down.
Just come if you are coming.
She is currently burdened with debt and is only talking dirty without any actual intention of turning Yue Wuyang into a female dog who is available on call.
Even if the master knew, she would at most give her a light punishment.
Quite good.
She has never been stepped on by the master’s foot before!
It is suggested that the master change her socks, and then…
Bai Lian woke up suddenly from her dream.
With the personality of Immortal Heavenly Lord, if she could do such a thing, the sun would set in the West.
It’s better to let her take the initiative to "step on" the master.
Never mind, let’s not think about this for now.
Bai Lian was conditioning her body while rehearsing her attitude of confessing to her dharma body.
"I’m sorry, I was wrong!"
Bowing.
If bowing and kowtowing don’t work, then prostrating herself may. If that doesn’t work either, then carrying a willow branch and confessing her wrongdoing might.
As long as there is enough dross, there are always more ways than difficulties.
However, Bai Lian found that he had thought too simplistically. On the next day, as she didn’t meet anybody, Yue Wuyang surprisingly sent her another letter.
The message left on the letter was:
[This should be my final encounter with White Emperor Bai Lian. In a few days, I will return to the Immortal World.]
"…"
Is this our last meeting?
After much consideration, Bai Lian decided to put down the work in her hand.
There are two considerations weighing on her mind.
On the one hand, although Yue Wuyang had pushed her to the brink, she was, in a sense, her savior. It was only right to say farewell.
On the other hand, Bai Lian was still worried.
In Yue Wuyang’s view, Bai Lian is the Immortal Heavenly Lord fallen to this world.
Although Yue Wuyang herself has expressed her willingness not to be an enemy, Xianyuan Emperor and the Witch Queen obviously don’t share the same sentiment.
Once Yue Wuyang returns to the Immortal World, will she be directly subjected to a soul search?
Bai Lian dare not gamble, she only hopes that her master’s whereabouts in this realm will not be revealed too soon.
"It’s better to intercept her and not let her go."
As for how to intercept her…
The previously spoken fiercely worded statement that was filled with shame seems to come in handy now.
"You are mine, I forbid you to leave. You can’t walk away, otherwise I’ll make sure you can’t even move your legs!"
Let’s just do it this way.
After making up her mind, Bai Lian left an avatar in the room, so that she wouldn’t miss her master.
Before setting off, she roughly estimated that with her current speed, it would take at most half an hour to go to the sea near Mount Sanwei.
Including the time spent arguing with Yue Wuyang, the round-trip would probably only take about two hours.
Two hours, as far as the situation is concerned, can be said to have no influence whatsoever.
Therefore, when leaving, Bai Lian didn’t say a word to anyone. She simply deliberately changed out of her cool clothes and put on a plain white outfit.
Half an hour later, on the vast and limitless sea.
Bai Lian stepped out of the void.
The place where she and Yue Wuyang finally parted ways was an unnamed small island.
From afar she saw a woman sitting on a rock with her clothes thin and her snow-white skin showing. Her bare feet were placed in the water.
At noon, the sunlight scattered millions of pieces of gold on the small waves, particularly accentuating the celestial beauty of those jade feet.
Although unable to see her face directly, from the curve of the upper body, Bai Lian knew it was Yue Wuyang!
"Miss Yue."
Bai Lian landed lightly in front of Yue Wuyang.
She stood on the water, waiting for Yue Wuyang’s response.
However, Yue Wuyang neither lifted her head nor spoke a word. She kept scooping water with her hands to cleanse her feet as if she were in a trance.
Her movements appeared extremely gentle.
Starting from the heel, water is splashed while massaging and rubbing.
Then the fingers delicately play with the foot, creating rippling water and shimmering pale colors.
Finally, the slender jade-like fingers land on the toes, kneading from big to small, and then from small to big, leaving no crevice untouched.
Though just washing feet, the process is so meticulous and solemn, vaguely carrying a poetic and picturesque sentiment. Those who don’t know might think Yue Wuyang is performing a ritual ceremony.
Water droplets roll off the fingertips with a crashing sound, in the air there is a hint of the fragrance of sweet osmanthus.
Bai Lian slightly frowned, Yue Wuyang’s body scent was as bland as her surname, far from this smell.
Is this person really…
"White Emperor Bai Lian."
While Bai Lian was pondering, Yue Wuyang suddenly spoke up.
She slowly lifted her head, the spring breeze still blowing, her smile still there, but the light in her eyes no longer showed the same respect as before.
Bai Lian put aside her worries for the moment and asked, "I wonder why Lady Yue is in such a hurry to return to the Immortal World. What brings you here today?"
Yue Wuyang smiled and said, "Let’s not worry about such minor matters for now."
"Well…"
Splash, splash.
The sound of Bai Lian’s voice was suddenly covered by the sound of rising water.
It was Yue Wuyang sitting on a reef who withdrew her feet from the water, and then lifted them extremely gracefully, reaching all the way to Bai Lian’s chest.
"What do you think, White Emperor Bai Lian?"
"???"
Bai Lian was so confused.
What is going on?
She didn’t understand what Yue Wuyang meant with that sentence, so she didn’t reply.
"Lady Yue, I’ve been busy lately and cannot stay here for long."
Yue Wuyang continued to move forward as if she hadn’t heard.
Just when her toes were about to touch Bai Lian’s lips, a hand reached out from the side and firmly grabbed her foot.
"Lady Yue, urgent matters require attention."
Bai Lian remained composed, with an upright posture and integrity.
Yue Wuyang pulled her foot out after several tries, "White Emperor Bai Lian is quite dull, with such a sacred object right in front of her, but lacking any hint of appreciation."
Bai Lian couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
You foolish woman, if it were a different time, I would seriously teach you a lesson!
Yue Wuyang wasn’t angry, continuing to caress her foot in a drunken haze, even beginning to sing a poem.
"The vermillion silk is tied around the wrist, pure as the white snow."
"Walking with the New Luo Embroidery, the footsteps are as charming as the spring."
After reciting the poetry, Yue Wuyang let out a sigh.
"I have thousands of disciples, millions of maidservants, and countless people guarding the Holy City. However, among so many women, not a single one possesses such enviable feet."
Saying this, Yue Wuyang deeply breathed in, and a peculiar blush appeared on her face.
"…"
If there was only suspicion before, Bai Lian is now certain that the person in front of her is a pervert!
"You are not Yue Wuyang, who are you?" Bai Lian questioned.
A strong sense of crisis surged through her heart in an instant.
Yue Wuyang has revealed her true identity to her. She knows well that Yue Wuyang is a disciple of Xianyuan Emperor and has been in closed-door training before arriving in the East Divine Land. It is impossible for Yue Wuyang to have thousands of disciples and millions of servants.
This Yue Wuyang still did as she pleased.
"In fact, compared to these feet, I appreciate White Emperor Bai Lian’s feet more. Even through the shoes and socks, I can smell the intoxicating fragrance. If you don’t mind, could White Emperor Bai Lian take off your shoes and socks for me to admire carefully?"
Clang clang clang…
In an instant, Bai Lian’s eyebrows turned snow white.
Four huge ice pillars appeared out of nowhere, suppressing all directions and blocking Yue Wuyang’s retreat.
"Demon Woman!"
Bai Lian’s eyes emitted a cool, watery light.
Such blunt expression of her fighting spirit finally stirred up some reaction in Yue Wuyang’s demeanor.
She rose from the reef, shook her head and sighed, with a face full of regret.
"It is truly a pity," she turned her words sharply, "the one who fought against the demons in the sea north of the North Luzhou was White Emperor Bai Lian, isn’t it?"
Bai Lian said in a deep voice, "So what if it is, and so what if it isn’t?"
Yue Wuyang said, "I smell a familiar scent."
The scent of my feet?
Yue Wuyang quickly revealed the answer, "The scent of the Immortal Lance!"
Her eyes squinted.
At the moment when the reverberations dissipated, the entire sea calmed down; the seabirds that had just been resting on the island trembled for a few moments, then fell to the ground and died.
The Immortal Lance is the name given by outsiders to the lance used by the Immortal Heavenly Lord.
Bai Lian’s breath hitched.
This sudden turn of events completely exceeded her expectations, to the point that she was unable to come up with a suitable response in a short period of time.
Yue Wuyang, who took the lead, showed her aggressive side and was no longer as charming as before.
"The Immortal Lance, which only the Immortal Heavenly Lord can control. White Emperor Bai Lian, should I call you White Emperor Bai Lian or Immortal Heavenly Lord?"
Bai Lian stared at Yue Wuyang firmly.
Even in such a crucial moment, the system still didn’t appear, which made her more and more anxious.
What could have happened?
In the beautiful spring day, everything slipped out of her control in just a moment.
The cold air emanating from the ice pillar seeped into the depths of Bai Lian’s body, and she felt as if she was surrounded by utter darkness.
Amidst the panic, Bai Lian also felt relieved.
If she had not come as instructed in the letter, the entire Duxian sect would have suffered great calamity when Yue Wuyang personally came to find her.
Even more fortunate was the fact that Yue Wuyang had mistaken her for the Immortal Heavenly Lord. This would ensure the safety of her master.
Yue Wuyang smiled and closed her eyes as she began to twirl around Bai Lian. The jingling bells on her sleeves, which were relentlessly noisy, only added to Bai Lian’s apprehension.
"It was not easy to find you, it took great effort to bring Yue Wuyang here. Who would have thought that the time flow in the Land of Immortals is different from that in the Immortal World, hundreds of years have passed just outside the starry sky. If I had not kept a trick up my sleeve, we would have returned empty-handed this time."
Bai Lian gritted her teeth and exclaimed, "You’re Xianyuan Emperor? No…it’s impossible for you to be Xianyuan Emperor."
Even if Xianyuan Emperor was insane, he could not have made the same move in front of her again.
If it’s not Xianyuan Emperor, there’s only one possibility left.
"You are the Witch Queen!"
The Witch Queen, the master of the Witch Sect, is a renowned Immortal Emperor whose powers surpass several large domains. Under the Heavenly Lord, she possesses almost invincible strength. The Witch Queen has been close with Xianyuan Emperor and the two collaborated to establish the original form of the Heavenly Court.
Initially, Xianyuan Emperor intended to send his top disciple to search for An Lan in the mortal realm, but as his top disciple struggled to pass through the intricate formations set by the Witch Queen, he had to send Yue Wuyang instead.
Some of these information comes from the game commentary, and some comes from Yue Wuyang’s account.
Yue Wuyang burst into laughter and said, "Yes, it is me!"
As she laughed, the Witch Queen’s gaze became gloomy, and her voice began to reveal a hint of fierceness.
"Immortal Heavenly Lord, perhaps you have long forgotten about that matter, but I still remember it to this day!"
It was just a matter of killing a few unimportant Celestial Immortals, yet the Immortal Heavenly Lord made her kneel and apologize.
How ridiculous!
The power of the Immortal Emperor is awe-inspiring, spanning across the ancient and modern times and commanding the respect of the three thousand domains.
Not to mention merely killing a few insignificant Celestial Immortals, even if she were to kill other Immortal Emperors, there would be no apologizing or making amends.
However, the Witch Queen’s persistence quickly dissipated into nothingness.
The Immortal Heavenly Lord crushed her divine body, then traced the remaining energy to track down her true form.
"No matter how many years have passed, I will never forget the humiliation of you grinding your foot on my face!"
As the Witch Queen spoke, she began to tremble, and then burst into laughter.
Has she ever been so humiliated when she only used to use her feet to toy with others?
That reckless look frightened Bai Lian.
Although she personally beheaded a Heavenly Lord, it was accomplished through various coincidences.
Moreover, although the Demon Emperor was immortal, due to being trapped in the chain for many years, all his functions had weakened.
The Witch Queen is different.
She was the Immortal Emperor of this era, with a long life span, now in her prime, and surely well prepared before sending the letter.
The timing, the location, and the people were all in favor, and none of them sided with Bai Lian.
The only thing Bai Lian didn’t understand was why the Witch Queen, who had the upper hand, didn’t proactively seek her out at the Duxian sect.
The corners of the Witch Queen’s mouth lifted slightly. "Immortal Heavenly Lord, do you know why Yue Wuyang came to find you?"
Bai Lian replied, "Was it your plan?"
"Yes." The Witch Queen lifted her head slightly, her eyes filled with pride. "I personally designed that strange magic array, and could let anyone through that I wished. How could someone like Yue Wuyang, with perfect feet, evade my attention? I had already arranged everything with her and was just waiting for her to reap the rewards in the Land of Immortals so that my divine spirits could descend!"
Pausing for a moment, the Witch Queen continued, "Unfortunately, some unexpected events occurred. If the flow of time between the two places were the same, I would have arrived when Yue Wuyang first noticed something unusual. How could you have grown to where you are now? If you had killed Yue Wuyang with a single sword strike, I would have immediately sensed the anomaly. Strangely, I never thought that you would also have such a tender side. Fortunately, the process was somewhat winding, but the end result was not bad. In the end, you still fell into my hands."
Bai Lian asked, "Do you want to kill me?"
"No!" The Witch Queen immediately denied. "How could I bear to kill you? Yue Wuyang, though good, is as insignificant as dust compared to you, Immortal Heavenly Lord. If you dedicate yourself to me as a servant and serve me with all your might, I can send all the witch clan followers to serve you and adore you alone. The premise is that you must give up the secret of your enlightenment. In this way, I can protect you for life. Even if I have a new favorite in the future, I will never abandon you."
Bai Lian lowered her head. After a moment, she suddenly laughed.
Do you want to rob my master away?
Haha, hahahaha…
There is absolutely no such possibility!
At this point, Bai Lian had no restraint and proceeded to extract her master’s lance directly from her chest.
The radiant glory emanated from the tip of the lance, transforming the pale world into a vibrant kaleidoscope instantly.
"The Immortal Lance, the divine weapon that slew the Heavenly Lord."
The Witch Queen’s eyes gleamed with desire as she made no attempt to conceal her longing for An Lan’s lance.
"It seems that you have made up your mind to reject me. That’s understandable, considering that you are Immortal Heavenly Lord. If you were to submit too easily, the enjoyment of the hunt would be lessened."
Bai Lian exclaimed boldly, "Your arrogance knows no bounds!"
The Witch Queen paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Do you think you are still the same person as before? Red Dust Heavenly Lord shattered your soul into five hundred million pieces with a single blow. You escaped by chance and it’s already a miracle for you to survive. Do you still think you can reclaim the throne?"
Bai Lian said, "Why don’t you try it yourself? Even if you manage to kill me, you will never get the secret of my enlightenment. You will eventually end up being a pawn for that pathetic Red Dust Heavenly Lord."
The Witch Queen remained unfazed, "That’s not necessarily true. Ever since Red Dust Heavenly Lord disappeared in the year you were cast out to the mortal world, if I obtain the secret of your enlightenment, even ten Red Dust Heavenly Lords could not defeat me."
"…"
Bai Lian was speechless.
The Witch Queen may have gone mad – did she truly know the meaning of ten Red Dust Heavenly Lords?
It is feared that the entire Immortal World will be destroyed.
However, Bai Lian is more concerned about the other message revealed by the Witch Queen –
Red Dust Heavenly Lord has disappeared!
Was she aware that her master was not yet dead, and was searching for her all this time? Or did she herself suffer serious injuries in that battle and had to hide and recuperate?
No, now is not the time to be pondering over such matters.
Bai Lian held her breath and focused her attention; her foremost task was to survive from the Witch Queen’s clutches.
The warlike flames burn fiercely as two white rays struggle for dominance within the world framed by the ice pillars.
The Witch Queen drifts slowly into midair and says, "Without my own body, I will never be able to fully exert my strength. However, it is still enough to deal with you! Immortal Heavenly Lord, I will not kill you immediately. You can surrender to me at any time, but if you persist in your delusion, I will not indulge you. After all, what I want is not you as a person, but your feet. By killing you, I can still get what I want!"
Her voice contains the fluctuations of the Great Tao, and the majestic heavenly might sweeps across all directions, instantly pulling Bai Lian and everything around it into a chaotic, different dimension.
Bai Lian has never encountered such a pure form of the Great Tao before.
Although her body also possesses two ways of the Great Tao, compared to the Witch Queen, she is completely outmatched.
"The Demon Emperor cannot kill me, and neither can you!"
As Bai Lian gazed at the countless magical creations flying towards her, an infinite belief suddenly burst forth from within her.
She was not without a chance, as long as she could move the battle to the Void Domain, everything would be reversed.
Charge!
