Doubt
"You can choose the clothes here, but don't choose too conservatively. You should still remember what the girl group was wearing in the video, right? "
Ye Zichen pointed at the various clothes in the Heavenly Court's clothing store and said to the Seven Fairies.
"I know, Sky Sovereign."
The seven fairies ran in with giggles. From the looks of it, they didn't seem to care about what Ye Zichen had said at all, and merely wanted to pick the one they liked.
Ye Zichen shook his head, but did nothing to stop them.
They had indeed worked hard during this period of time. Anyway, there was still time, so it was not a bad idea to let them relax here.
Ye Zichen took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, then stretched lazily outside the shop.
Ding dong.
The phone in Ye Zichen's pocket rang. He subconsciously took it out and saw that it was the Underworld's Intern White Impermanence that sent him a message.
"I've been investigating the matter you gave me in the Underworld for the past two days, but I haven't found anything."
Ye Zichen licked his lips when he saw the message. The Jade Emperor didn't care about the death of the Heavenly Soldier, but he did.
That night, Ye Zichen went to find White Impermanence and asked her to investigate whether the deceased would appear in the Underworld. If the deceased didn't drink Meng Po's Soup, then she could ask about the situation.
But now, White Impermanence had sent a message …
"Okay, I got it. Sorry to trouble you."
"You don't have to be so polite with me," White Impermanence replied with a chuckle. "The Modern Realm is frozen. Are you in the Three Realms now?"
"Yes!"
Bai Wuchang replied indifferently before replying again.
"Alright, I understand. If I have time, I'll go to the Three Realms to look for you. However, it's unlikely that I'll be able to do so in the near future. The Underworld is also quite chaotic. "
"What about the Underworld?" Ye Zichen asked in confusion.
"I don't know what to say either. There are always people dying inexplicably in the underworld as well. You should know that the people in Hell are already ghosts. If they die, then they'll really be dead. The King of Hell and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva have been investigating this matter, but there hasn't been much progress.
Ye Zichen frowned when he saw White Impermanence's message.
People were dying in Hell as well.
It wouldn't have mattered much if this had happened at any other time, but at a time like this … there might be some connection between the deaths of people from both the Heavenly Court and the Underworld.
"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. I still have some things to do here. Let's talk when we have time."
White Impermanence did not reply after sending that message. Ye Zichen put his phone back into his pocket with a troubled mind, while the cigarette in his hand was covered in silver ash.
Ye Zichen only threw the cigarette down and came back to his senses when he felt the heat from the cigarette.
"That's strange. What's the connection?"
Approximately an hour later, Ye Zichen returned to the shop and saw that the seven fairies had already picked out the clothes they liked.
Ye Zichen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw their outfits.
It really did feel like a girl group!
She was wearing a pair of red high heels, a pair of miniscule leather pants, and a tank top. A large portion of her snow-white skin was exposed, and it was truly eye-catching.
"Celestial Sovereign, what do you think of us?"
The seven Celestial Maidens bit their lips as they spoke. This was the first time they had ever worn such clothes, so they were quite embarrassed.
Hua.
Ye Zichen took out seven scarves from the clothing store and draped them over their bodies, then raised his eyebrows with a smile, "It's pretty good.
It's about time. Let's get ready to go to the venue! "
The venue was set up in an empty space in the Eighteen Levels of Heaven. Ye Zichen had already told Yue Lao to set up the venue three days ago.
When they arrived at the venue, Ye Zichen could tell that Yue Lao had not been slacking off.
The setup here was not much different from a concert in the Modern Realm. The only difference was that there was no lift.
As time ticked away, Ye Zichen arranged for the seven fairies to touch up their makeup backstage.
As more deities arrived at the venue, the atmosphere in the Red Packet Server also became more lively.
Barefoot Immortal: I really wonder what the visual feast that Sky Sovereign spoke of will be like?
Han Xiangzi: You're already a Buddha, and you still care about this?
God of Thunder: You already have Immortal Lady He, and you still care about this?
Erlang Shen: You already have Mother of Lightning, and you still care about this?
God of Fortune: You already have the Third Princess, and you still care about this?
The deities: Ahem …
Erlang Shen: Don't cause trouble, we're all people with families. We are here purely to support the Celestial Venerables, understand?
God of Thunder: Yang Jian is right. I'm not here to see the Seven Fairies. I'm just here to support them.
Mother of Lightning: Really? (Followed by a row of sinister smiles)
God of Thunder: Of course.
Canopy Marshal: I, Old Pig, am different from you guys. I, Old Pig, am just here to look at beauties. So what? I, Old Pig, am a man of my word. You're just like you, saying one thing and saying two things in your heart.
God Erlang: Don't cause trouble here!
Jade Emperor: How much longer until it starts?
When the people in the group saw that he came out, they all stopped talking. The immortals subconsciously put down their phones and looked around. A man dressed in golden robes with a slightly swollen figure stood in the air, looking at the venue with anticipation in his eyes.
"The Jade Emperor seems to be even more anxious than us." Yang Jian nudged Canopy with his elbow and curled his lips. "He still has the face to punish us? I think when it comes to playing, he's even more ruthless than us."
"Exactly." God of Fortune couldn't help but snort. "He's the Jade Emperor, it's just that no one dares to provoke him."
"I agree!" God of Thunder nodded.
"Lower your voices, all of you." Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li flew over with Nezha and furrowed his brows. "If the Jade Emperor hears this, he'll definitely punish you again."
"Hello, uncles and brothers." Nezha cupped his hands at the immortals.
"Good, good, good." God of Fortune patted Nezha's head, then snorted with a dark expression. "Old Li, it's not that we're badmouthing the Jade Emperor behind his back. It's just that his actions are indeed … How should I put it? It's been so many years, can't you tell?"
"Let's not talk about this. There's no need. No matter what, he's still the master of the Heavenly Court."
Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li smiled, indicating for everyone to stop talking about this. God of Fortune moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but God of Thunder grabbed him and shook his head.
"How's your investigation going?" Leizhenzi raised his eyebrows.
"I didn't find anything. I've gone to all the immortals' residences in the Heavenly Court and didn't find anyone suspicious. Only …"
"Only who!?" Yang Jian and the others asked nervously. Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li shook his head. "Maybe I sensed wrong. I feel like the Count of Wind and Lord of Rain has been a bit strange recently."
"The two of them …"
The surrounding immortals all revealed faint expressions of hesitation. They didn't say anything else.
Seeing their expressions, Heavenly King Li hurriedly spoke.
"Maybe I was wrong."
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