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By the time she crawled out of the clouds, it was already well into the afternoon.
The Immortal Lake shimmered with rippling waters, devoid of any human presence. Shui Ying Xue reluctantly cast a lingering glance at the lake before deciding to hurry and find Lord of the Celestial Immortals, who was responsible for managing the descent of immortals to undergo tribulations.
Lord of the Celestial Immortals was refined and gentle, resembling a scholar. Upon hearing her intentions, he remained unfazed. He adjusted his golden-rimmed glasses, which he had acquired from the human realm, and casually flipped through a booklet. "You weren't originally supposed to undergo tribulation, so I can't arrange an extra spot for you. However, there is an Immortal who has recently ascended and has been ill for several days; it seems he won't be able to descend on time. I can allow you to take his place."
Shui Ying Xue's mind was filled with thoughts of the handsome man from the mortal realm and how such beauty shouldn't be wasted on someone of the same gender. Regardless of what Lord of the Celestial Immortals said, she nodded eagerly. "Alright, alright! No problem at all! How about I go today? This time is quite auspicious; let me descend quickly!"
Lord of the Celestial Immortals maintained his calm demeanor. "Before we proceed with the stamp of approval, there's something I need to clarify. This Immortal is transformed from a spirit beast. Since you are replacing him, there will be a side effect: while in the mortal realm, you will occasionally and involuntarily revert to his original form. I've opened some doors for you, but you still need to transform once; you must remember this."
Shui Ying Xue thought that transforming into a spirit beast sounded quite interesting. Just as she nodded in agreement, Lord of the Celestial Immortals stood up and leaned across the table, gently kissing her forehead. A sudden wave of heat surged through her forehead, piercing into her mind.
Just before her consciousness was completely engulfed by darkness, she realized what Lord of the Celestial Immortals meant by "stamp" for descending—she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. When did the celestial realm start adopting such a pure yet ambiguous style? Even descending had to begin with a kiss from a handsome Immortal...
The celestial court's accuracy in sending immortals down was quite high. Shui Ying Xue found herself thrown into a quiet alley of a large town. Rubbing her sore backside, she muttered as she stood up and walked out.
As she reached the mouth of the alley, she noticed a crowd gathered in the large square. They formed a circle around two individuals at the center—coincidentally, they were the very ones Shui Ying Xue had just seen.
Unfortunately, not only were they encircled by people, but ropes and straw were also present.
"Dog man!" A tomato was thrown and hit a man with an immortal aura and Daoist demeanor squarely in the face.
"Stinky Taoist! Give me back my brother Qian Zhao!" A a girl in splendid attire cried out as she collapsed to the ground in tears. Behind her, servants and maids hurled rotten eggs and spoiled vegetables from their baskets at a man with an immortal aura and Daoist demeanor.
Shui Ying Xue stood at the edge of the crowd, feeling a bit disheartened.
She frowned slightly and moved closer to get a better look. Although both individuals were bound with their hands tied behind them at the top of the Straw Stack, the Gorgeous Man appeared clean and composed, his demeanor calm and collected. However, every now and then, a hint of worry and tenderness would flicker in his eyes as he glanced at his lover.
As for the a man with an immortal aura and Daoist demeanor —no, he was no longer resembling the immortal aura and Daoist demeanor at all. His hair was disheveled, and his attempts to evade were somewhat frantic and awkward. One of the clasps on his chest had come undone during his struggles, revealing his dark, bare skin.
So, it seemed that the Fairies of the Heavenly Palace had quite the skill in skin whitening... Perhaps the color of one's skin could indeed influence their fate in death?
Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that beauty or ugliness determined everything?
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