Chapter 573: “I Am Not a Developmentally Delayed Alien!”
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“Fairy, perhaps?” Bai Feng tilted his head in deep thought, then lifted his gaze to the Incarnation of the Tao. “What exactly happened in the Fairy Realm before the Heaven’s Path closed off? What did those fairies do?”
“This matter is exceedingly complicated,” the Incarnation of the Tao raised a hand, and a floating book flew off the bookshelf, hovering in front of Bai Feng. “You can start by reading this.”
“Just tell me straight up, then,” Bai Feng grumbled, but still snatched the book and started flipping through it.
After a few pages, a look of contemplation crept onto his face. —Let’s not dwell on those fairies for now, but the reason for the closure of the fairy road is pretty straightforward. Not much different from what I guessed—it was caused by a conflict between two fairy factions. But the results aren’t shown here because the Crow Immortal had already faked her d*ath and slipped away before the war ended.
“So, what was the final outcome?” Bai Feng closed the book, eyes on the Incarnation of the Tao. “And why did the fairies end up fighting such a brutal war?”
“Sorry, I’m not too clear on the ending either,” she shook her head gently. “Unlike the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm, the Tao of the Fairy Realm was suppressed and imprisoned from its birth. It wasn’t unleashed until the war broke out, but once released, it chose to help the side of Fairy Tian Yan, which led to it falling silent again. When it finally woke up, the Fairy Realm was deserted—it’s likely that both sides perished altogether.”
“Huh?” Bai Feng looked a bit stunned. —Wow, does that mean the Heavenly Dao is kinda useless? Maybe it’s because they’re still weak after just being born?
He kept staring at the Incarnation of the Tao, especially at her tiny frame, a few extra seconds focused there, pondering what she might be thinking.
“I’m not developmentally delayed,” the Incarnation said expressionlessly.
“Cough!” Bai Feng coughed awkwardly. Then he asked, “So, you should know why the war broke out, right?”
She again pulled a book from the shelf: “Please see this.”
Bai Feng snatched the book and quickly flipped through it. It detailed the Crow Immortal’s past, including how she was invited to join a certain force after becoming an immortal.
The conflict between these factions was ancient, the Crow Immortal didn’t even know the root cause, only that it was longstanding. Their philosophies clashed, and fights erupted repeatedly—big and small, but always contained within limits—that is, until a war in the cultivation world caught the attention of the Heavenly Dao.
Afterward, the other faction, where Fairy Tian Yan’s forces resided, started showing strange behaviors. Soon, a war broke out that engulfed the entire Fairy Realm—initial clashes were small, but then they ballooned until the Fairy Realm was sealed off, countless fairies dying in battle.
From the Crow Immortal’s perspective, it’s like Fairy Tian Yan’s faction suddenly went nuts. Good fairies? Nah—they’re dragging everyone down with them. But Bai Feng knew better than to trust just one side’s story, especially since the Crow Immortal’s faction seemed tangled up with demon energy and all.
He looked at the Incarnation of the Tao again. “Besides all this, does the Tao know anything else?”
“They are the ones who broke the rules,” she replied.
Bai Feng nodded thoughtfully. —Not rules like laws, but the fundamental principles that govern everything—Dao rules. Breaking them is like destroying the world itself. When you put all that together with what I know, it all starts making sense.
“One more thing,” Bai Feng pressed. “You gave me a task to handle the Divine Monarch fairy, which I get—those fairies were a threat to the balance of the rules. But—why did you tell me to deal with the Luck Child? What’s the point?”
“This is more complicated,” she explained casually. “The rise of many Luck Children in the cultivation world is abnormal. Too many of them destabilize everything, even leading to the decay and possible destruction of the entire Fairy Realm. Plus, it affects the reconstruction process. So, managing too many Luck Children aligns with the progression of the Tao—this is why I allowed you to enter the Fairy Realm with the Heavenly Dao’s tacit approval.”
She paused. “And I suspect that the whole Luck Child thing was a trick by the fairies just before they died. Some of them, like Fairy Tian Yan, had researched luck extensively. Their chaos also helps them return—perhaps they’re even choosing bodies from among the Luck Children.”
“That’s certainly possible,” Bai Feng nodded, lost in thought. Then he changed the subject. “But I think your method isn’t good. Why eradicate the Luck Children outright? Why increase their hatred towards me?”
“Because what I need is to reduce their number, not k*ll them all,” she explained. “So I used the rule of fate theft—hate value prevents the host from acting recklessly, enabling selectivity in elimination. I aim to keep the good ones, discard the bad. And you should have noticed—hate only affects first impressions. Once both sides get familiar, the hatred dissipates. That’s how I pick the Luck Children.”
“Sounds pretty good,” Bai Feng said with a deadpan face.
The Incarnation of the Tao nodded. “Yes, despite a few initial hiccups, subsequent developments proved my idea was correct.”
“…Really? I don’t think I’ve killed that many Luck Children,” Bai Feng said skeptically.
She nodded again. “Correct. While you didn’t personally k*ll many, those you’re friendly with, the Luck Children who have good intentions, did most of the work—indirectly, of course. From my observations, the ones they’ve eliminated are mostly bad—no way they’d let go of enemies so easily if they weren’t.”
“Eh, I feel this is all too convenient,” Bai Feng muttered, eyeing her as she seemed to lift her chin slightly, which made him instantly angry. “You’re so proud of yourself, huh?”
“I don’t deny it,” she admitted straightforwardly.
“You realize your method has caused me endless trouble, right?” Bai Feng clenched his fist, feeling just a tad helpless.
She tilted her head. “But I also gave you many rewards.”
“Fine, your rewards have indeed helped a lot,” Bai Feng agreed. “But one thing’s for sure—messing with the fate points has consequences. You better be ready to pay the price.”
He suddenly grabbed the Incarnation of the Tao, flipping her face-down onto his lap, fitting his hand under her belly—basically a spanking position.
She tilted her head, looking at him nonchalantly. “This is just an act I built for communication. Your behavior can’t really hurt me.”
“Doesn’t matter, as long as I get to vent,” Bai Feng said with a deadpan expression, then gave her a firm smack, resonating loudly in the library.
“Filling my fate points, huh?”
“Twisting the facts in the system notifications, huh?”
“After screwing me over, then gloating right in front of me, huh?”
“You’re insufferable!”
