Chapter 1257: Chapter 1261: Old Enemy

Back in the room, Zhu Minglang saw Cao Juan sitting on the bed, lost in thought.

What kept her will from being completely crushed was her husband; she hoped to see her husband recover, to see her spared from the torment of icy cold.

“He’ll get better, trust me,” Zhu Minglang said to Cao Juan.

“You… you’ve gotten involved too, they won’t let you go, you should escape while you still can,” Cao Juan said.

“Don’t be afraid, they won’t hurt you anymore,” Zhu Minglang said.

“You’re just a kid, how can you fight against those people? Listen to me, leave before they notice,” Cao Juan said.

“I heard it,” Zhu Minglang said.

“You heard what?”

“Beneath the snowy mountain, I heard your plea. You were praying to heaven for someone to save you. I heard your voice from a very distant place, so I came,” Zhu Minglang told Cao Juan.

Cao Juan had been persecuted to the point of isolation, and Zhu Minglang knew that only a divine being could comfort her now.

“You can hear my prayers to the heavens? Are you… are you a divinity sent by the heavens?” Cao Juan looked at the young man in astonishment.

Zhu Minglang nodded seriously and repeated the words of her prayer.

Divine Listening.

Some gods can hear the prayers from the human world, like those who swear to the heavens, those sincerely pleading for mercy…

Cao Juan was praying to the heavens for mercy.

Although Zhu Minglang did not know why her voice reached his ears, he believed that it was because of a good deed done in the past that created a connection between Cao Juan and him, a divine being, enabling her prayers to the heavens to ultimately reach him.

This too was arranged by the Old Heavenly Father.

A person who did good deeds facing such calamity, the Old Heavenly Father sent the voice to Zhu Minglang, the divine being, so that he would come to their rescue.

“Since the heavens have sent me, I will help you escape your suffering, so do not fear, follow what I say, and you can leave safely,” Zhu Minglang explained to Cao Juan in the name of a divine being.

Cao Juan believed in these things, and although she was somewhat reluctant to believe that the young man she met was a divine being, her own prayer for mercy was indeed recited by him without missing a single word…

“Yes, yes, I believe you, I believe you, please accept my bow, please accept my bow,” Cao Juan’s eyes filled with excited tears.

“I am also somewhat of a benevolent cultivator, the path of one who does good deeds has always been tougher and more tortuous than other cultivators, but as long as one keeps their true nature, Heaven will not fail them,” Zhu Minglang said.

Cao Juan nodded continuously.

“Rest well, leave the rest to me,” Zhu Minglang comforted Cao Juan.

“Okay!”

…

Seeing Cao Juan regain her spirits, Zhu Minglang also let out a long sigh of relief.

He walked towards Snow Town, and found the Rain Pavilion.

In the Rain Pavilion, the man wearing the eagle feather coat came out, and when he saw Zhu Minglang standing at the doorway, he was taken aback.

“How did you find this place?” the eagle feather man asked in surprise.

“Divine Sense,” Zhu Minglang answered lightly.

“Is the Little Immortal Friend here because of that couple?” the man in the Eagle Feather Coat asked.

“Who is your master?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Bright Moon God Bin Chou,” replied the man in the Eagle Feather Coat.

“Bin Chou??” When Zhu Minglang heard this name, fragmented images flashed through his mind rapidly, as if scenes forgotten in a dream were suddenly awakened!

Bin Chou!!!

This guy, I recognize him…

I definitely recognize him!

“Hehe, Little Immortal Friend, the God of the Bright Moon is not someone we Loose Immortals can offend casually. I know you want to save that couple. We don’t really mean to trouble mortals. Here’s what, out of respect that you are also an Immortal, you just need to pay some penance for them, and I will no longer pursue them,” the man in the Eagle Feather Coat laughed, his smile still eerie and strange.

“Is Bin Chou inside?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Of course, but the Bright Moon God does not wish to be disturbed by some inconsiderate people. Little Immortal Friend, in fact, for such insignificant mortals like that couple, he wouldn’t really care. It only needs someone to report their outcome to him. I, for my part, can do you a favor and tell the Bright Moon God that the couple is still undergoing exile,” said the man in the Eagle Feather Coat.

“Alright, take this,” said Zhu Minglang as he tossed a Soul Bead to the other party.

The man in the Eagle Feather Coat glanced at it without closely inspecting, figuring that anything from a Loose Immortal wouldn’t be too bad.

“The Little Immortal Friend is sensible, then let this matter be settled,” the man in the Eagle Feather Coat said with a smile, then with a flicker, he mysteriously disappeared in front of Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang looked in the direction where the man in the Eagle Feather Coat had left, sinking into deep thought.

After a long while, Zhu Minglang let out a cold snort, saying, “I wouldn’t have thought that Bin Chou would become the God of the Bright Moon. It seems that many of the formidable rivals who once contended with me have probably become big influencers in their own realms by now!”

Bin Chou…

A minor character from Dragon Gate.

Zhu Minglang vaguely remembered this guy amassing over a hundred deities in Cloud Immortal City to besiege him.

The Cloud Immortal City of Dragon Gate is probably equivalent to the town beneath Mount Zhi Tian where God Chosen gather, only people who can’t find the path to ascend linger continuously there, and their level and realm are not even as good as Little War God Yang Bing’s former self.

Although Zhu Minglang does not remember which layer of the heavens he encountered this God of the Bright Moon Bin Chou in, he clearly remembers that he had beaten him into a cripple. If it wasn’t for his “relative” who arrived just in time, his Divine Travel Body Shell would have been surely annihilated by him…

The Bright Moon God, just the sound of it makes him seem like a remarkably incredible deity of the luminous heavens in Jiaoxiu Sky City.

…

On the return journey, Zhu Minglang began to seriously ponder.

He thought he had completely forgotten the matters of Dragon Gate, but now it seemed that these memories were simply in a dormant state.

His body had clearly gone through regression, similar to how Little White and other dragon pets regress to an infantile state, where their minds can’t hold onto many past events, only recalling the previous cycle of Reincarnation Transformation as they slowly mature and grow.

Zhu Minglang can now be certain that he had been sleeping inside a white cocoon for nearly a hundred years.

And during this long period, his Divine Travel Body Shell was never idle, continually climbing in Dragon Gate.

Climbing one heavenly layer after another, Zhu Minglang doesn’t remember how treacherous the journey was, nor how many times he failed and reincarnated, but he is increasingly certain that he has slain countless deities, making countless enemies in Dragon Gate.

These enemies are probably scattered across the nine heavens by now.

Furthermore, some enemies were made very early on, and after decades, even a hundred years of time passing, most of these enemies have probably become big bosses on their own.

This Bin Chou is one of them.