Dark Kingdom

  Chapter Name: Dark Kingdom

  Under Genie's repeated persuasion, the gods finally gave up their idea of going to the Dark Kingdom with her.

  Shang's lips curled up into a captivating arc, looking very sexy and alluring. "Woman, go early and return early."

  Xuan Yin nodded, her bright purple eyes shining with a dazzling light, "Don't worry! I'll be back soon, everyone take care!"

  She turned to step onto the carriage, a strong and sturdy big hand grasped her small white delicate hand. She turned around, seeing Palace Joon-ah's face full of worry and reluctance. "Eun, I really want to go with you." The words had a hint of faint pleading.

  Xuan Yin shook her head, smiled sweetly, and looked into his enchanting eyes. She said softly, "Gong, I'll be back soon, don't worry! With Xiao Ling here, nothing will happen to me." She gently withdrew her hand, glanced at the gods, and turned to step onto the carriage.

  "Drive!" The charioteer's spirit shouted loudly, the whip in his hand lashing out at the divine horse's buttocks. The carriage slowly drove away from the temple and headed towards the spatial transmission array.

  The gods stood there, gazing longingly as the carriage slowly drove into the space transmission array and gradually disappeared from view. They struggled to suppress their urge to follow.

  The horse carriage entered the transmission array, and the space changed. A thin fog slowly appeared in front of me, and as I moved forward, the fog grew thicker. The entire world was a vast expanse of white, and after a long time, it slowly turned black, as if suddenly entering night from daytime. Everything in front of me was pitch black and invisible.

  The carriage continued to move aimlessly along the only passage. Gradually, the space underwent a reversal, and after a dizziness, the carriage drove out of the transmission array. In front of another piece of light, "Goddess, we have arrived in the Dark Kingdom." The driving spirit respectfully reported to Xuanyin in the carriage.

  "Got it!" Xuan Yin replied softly, lifting the curtain of the carriage and looking outside.

  Only on both sides stood full of people from the dark kingdom, they lined up and moved forward slowly, starting to accept the guard's inspection and registration.

  The Dark Kingdom is not like other kingdoms, with many spatial fissures. The only way to enter this kingdom is one, and all who enter here must go through identity verification before they can pass the checkpoint and enter the Dark Capital.

  Among the many planets, the Dark Kingdom can be considered one of the best. Whether it's national power, economy or other aspects, it's unmatched by other planets. So every day, people from other planets come here, hoping to become a member of this powerful planet.

  The carriage followed the crowd slowly moving forward. A sharp long spear, with a fierce momentum, quickly blocked her carriage, stopping their footsteps. "Anyone entering the Dark Kingdom must go through inspection, no exceptions." The guard, with deep facial features, cold and stern expression, and emotionless face, coldly shouted.

  The driver's sprite raised a flattering smile and said: "Bing Ye, we are from the Music Kingdom, and inside is our country's goddess. Please let us through."

  "No exceptions, no one is allowed!" The guard's firm and icy refusal left no room for negotiation.

  The sprite driving the carriage spoke up again, and a warm, gentle voice like the wind came from within the carriage. "Becky, this is the custom of this country, we can't just destroy it at will."

  "But you're a goddess, how can you be treated like...". Beichi thought of Xuan Yin's noble status and felt indignant in her heart. How could a goddess be subjected to inspection just like these merchants?

  A stern and majestic rebuke came from inside the carriage. "Do not speak!"

  A crimson curtain embroidered with musical notes was slowly lifted by a white hand as delicate as jade, and then the owner of the jade-like hand finally appeared.

  She wore a silver-colored cheongsam with a sleeveless design, highlighting her smooth and plump shoulders; her shiny black hair cascaded down to her ankles, and her face was as beautiful and elegant as a lotus flower, as if the spring colors had lost their luster. Even the warm sunshine in the sky seemed to have lost its dazzling brilliance.

  Her slender eyebrows slightly arched upwards, her purple pupils shone with a watery luster, her cherry lips lightly pursed, and her entire being exuded an unspoken pride and nobility.

  "Wow! So beautiful!" The scene erupted in a chorus of applause and admiration, with everyone's eyes fixed on her, mesmerized for a long time.

  A fleeting glimmer of surprise flashed across the guard's indifferent eyes, only to quickly disappear. He spoke in a cold tone, "Please produce identification that proves your identity."

  Xuan Yin stretched out a hand, and a goddess seal appeared in her palm. She handed the seal to the guard.

  Becky raised her head with a proud smile on her face, and looked at the guard with a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

  The guard handed it over, and the tiger's eyes carefully identified the authenticity. After a long time, he respectfully returned the token to Xuanyin. "Respected goddess, please forgive my previous rudeness." Although his mouth said so, but his expression did not have half a bit of humility.

  Xuanyin took the seal from his hand, a faint smile rising on her beautiful face. "Thank you! I won't blame you, you just did what you should have done."

  Beach heard Xuan Yin's words and couldn't help but stare at her in shock. How was this possible? The goddess wasn't even angry.

  The guard lifted his head, with a hint of deep thought in his eyes. His hard face softened slightly, and he stiffly curled up the corners of his mouth. "Goddess, I'm called Pei Luo." She was different from those women he had seen before, exuding only elegance and nobility. Not even a bit of arrogance due to her status could be found, making him involuntarily have a good impression of her.

  Xuan Yin stretched out her hand and shook hands with him. "Piao Luo, nice to meet you! If you don't mind, you can call me Xuan Yin." Not a hint of arrogance like a goddess.

  "Uh... Genin." As he looked at her pale hand clasped with his, a faint flush gradually rose to his austere face.

  Xuan Yin withdrew her hand, revealing a smile. Softly spoken words, "Pei Luo, I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to accompany me to the Dark Temple?" She wasn't familiar with the roads here, and rather than walking alone blindly, it was better to find someone familiar to walk with. The only question was whether he had time? If not, she could only look for someone else.

  Pei Luo cleared his throat somewhat awkwardly, lowered his head to think for a moment, then looked up at her and nodded slightly. "It's my honor... Uh, Xuan Yin, you go ahead and get in the car first, I'll be right there, I just need to talk to them for a bit."

  "Alright! Thank you! Bai Luo." Xuan Yin smiled and nodded slightly before turning around to walk towards the carriage.

  Pei Luo turned around and walked towards a nearby tent, he lifted up the curtain and went inside.

  The officer inside heard the footsteps, turned his head and saw him, quickly stood up and saluted. "Your Highness Pei Luo!"

  Pei Luo nodded slightly, his cold and stern face expressionless. "Zhou Feng, I'll head back to the Divine Temple first. Remember, no matter what identity a person has, you must distinguish their identity clearly before allowing them to pass."

  The boatman stood up straight and replied loudly with respect: "Yes! Your Highness."

  Pei Luo slightly nodded his head, turned around and left, with a faint, imperceptible curve at the corner of his mouth.

  Zhou Feng watched him leave, and heaved a slight sigh of relief. He really couldn't understand why Pei Luo, as the prince, wouldn't just take his rightful place instead of coming here to compete with these small-time players for scraps? It was making them all live in constant anxiety, always on edge and on high alert.

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  The orange-red sun hangs high in the sky, desperately emitting heat.

  Pei Luo rode his horse alongside Xuan Yin's carriage, chatting with her in a desultory manner.

  Xuanyin looked at the crowd of people coming and going on the main street, everyone's footsteps were hurried, with a satisfied smile on their faces, busy but happy.

  "Bailuo, the people on this planet are living a very fulfilling and happy life." With curiosity in her purple eyes, she watched the busy people, in the Music Kingdom she rarely had the chance to go out, the only time was when she went with Yu.

  She was instilled with the idea of what a goddess should and shouldn't do since she was young. She was like a canary in a cage, completely without freedom. She really wanted to be like those fairies, freely searching for scores in the flower beds and fields.

  Pei Luo saw the desolation in her purple eyes, a feeling he knew all too well. "Xuan Yin, what brings you to the Dark Kingdom?"

  Xuan Yin returned to her senses and smiled faintly. "I want to borrow the Illusory Spirit Pearl from the Demon King."

  "Huanling Pearl?" Even the normally calm Pei Luo was startled, almost falling off his horse. He looked at Xuan Yin and asked cautiously, "Are you sure? Do you really want to borrow the Huanling Pearl?"

  Seeing Pei Luo's expression, Xuan Yin knew that this time borrowing the Lingzhu would be extremely difficult. Her purple eyes were filled with unyielding determination and she nodded firmly. "Yes! I am very certain."

  Pei's eyes flashed with a complex, inexplicable light as she looked at Xuan Yin inquisitively. "Then why did you want to borrow the Phantom Spirit Ball?" Did she know what the Phantom Spirit Ball represented and that's why she came for it? Was she really that kind of person?

  Xuan Yin's purple eyes were tinged with bitterness, and her expression was despondent as she said: "I borrowed the Phantom Spirit Ball actually to save my country, because our country's lifeline, the Music God Spring, has dried up, and only the power of the Phantom Spirit Ball can revive it."

  It's good that she didn't come for that reason. However, he looked at her with concern, "Xuanyin, is there really no other way besides the Illusion Ball?"

  "If there's another way, why would I have come here?" Xuan Yin let out a long sigh, and for an instant, she felt a strong sense of melancholy. She knew all too well that taking the route of the Phantom Spirit Ball was fraught with difficulties, but it was her responsibility, a challenge she had to face.

  He looked at her with a hint of apology, revealing a rare gentleness that was hard to come by in a hundred years, and softly comforted her: "Xuanyin, I'm just casually asking, I believe you'll definitely be able to borrow it." Perhaps he would occasionally have a moment of softness, but it was also uncertain.

  The horse carriage gradually left the small town and arrived at a rugged mountain path. This was another kind of scenery.

  Those continuous mountains, towering into the clouds, are like a huge piece of jade floating in a blue dream. The lush and verdant mountains overlap each other, just like the rolling waves on the sea, surging and majestic, magnificent and beautiful.

  "Look over there, towards the distance," Pei Luo pointed at the highest mountain, "Xuan Yin, that's the Dark Temple."

  Xuanyin raised her head and looked over, only to see the majestic black temple standing tall on the summit of the great mountain, looking as if it were in the clouds from afar.