493: Bai Li, Immortal Moli, Son of the Plane!

The pain in her eyes seemed to lessen considerably, replaced by a hint of curiosity and gratitude as she gazed at Lu Hao, who was maintaining the Flaming Furnace.

Freed from the absolute confinement of the Profound Ice, the Spirit Deer's massive body swayed slightly, its four hooves somewhat unsteadily treading on the scorching ground.

It tried to take a step, its movements still a bit stiff. After all, it had been dormant for 100,000 years, and now it needed to re-adapt to its body. This process was very short, and soon the Spirit Deer walked up to Lu Hao.

Then, its front hooves bent slightly, and it actually knelt directly on the ground, lowering its head. It was thanking Lu Hao for saving its life.

Before Lu Hao could speak, the next moment, to Lu Hao's somewhat surprised gaze, a soft and sacred moonlight-white radiance erupted from the Spirit Deer's body!

Its body rapidly transformed within the moonlight-white radiance.

As the light dissipated, the Spirit Deer was no longer there, replaced by a woman standing quietly.

She was dressed in a plain white gown that seemed woven from moonlight and ice crystals. The skirt moved without wind, flowing with a cool, clear radiance.

Her figure was tall and graceful, with proportions so perfect they seemed not of the mortal world.

Her skin was fairer than snow, with a translucent quality, as if enveloped by a faint layer of moonlight.

Her face was even more exquisitely beautiful, her features as perfect as if carved from jade. Between her brows lay an innate coolness and nobility, and her eyes were clear yet profound.

A cascade of silver-white hair fell to her waist like a waterfall, its ends slightly curled, shimmering with fragmented light like ice crystals.

She stood there, naturally exuding an ethereal aura of transcendence, as if a Fairy from the Moon Palace had stepped out of an ancient painting.

The entire clearing seemed to become ethereal and tranquil due to her appearance.

This was the Spirit Deer's transformation—Bai Li.

She slightly raised her eyes, clear as Colored Glaze, and gracefully took small steps, elegantly bending her knees towards Lu Hao, performing an ancient and solemn gesture. Her voice was ethereal and melodious, like ice springs striking jade:

"Bai Li, bows in gratitude for your life-saving grace, my benefactor! Your kindness in granting me a new life will never be forgotten!"

Lu Hao waved his hand to dissipate the Flaming Furnace, and the scorching sensation on the ground quickly receded.

He looked at the ethereal and unrealistically beautiful Bai Li before him, finding her quite pleasing to the eye. However, having been accustomed to interacting with beauties on a daily basis, his resistance in this regard was naturally much stronger.

Moreover, Lu Hao had not rescued her just to admire a beautiful woman.

"No need for such formality."

Lu Hao waved his hand, his tone indifferent:

"The reason I rescued you was simply to learn about the events of 100,000 years ago through you, so you can now explain it thoroughly."

"For example... who are you? What is your identity? What was your Cultivation Realm before? What exactly happened in the Eastern Domain 100,000 years ago? And..."

"Why did you show such an expression when you saw me? And even... shed tears?"

Lu Hao spoke out all the doubts hidden in his heart in one breath. He had realized that the information he currently knew was truly too little.

After speaking, Lu Hao waved his hand, and a set of table and chairs appeared before him. Lu Hao was the first to sit down.

"Don't rush, sit down first and speak slowly. I have plenty of time."

Lu Hao's series of questions seemed to have stirred some memory within Bai Li. The gratitude in her eyes faded, replaced by deep pain and recollection.

Bai Li took a deep breath, her ethereal voice carrying a barely perceptible tremor.

"My benefactor inquires, Bai Li dares not conceal anything."

She gently walked to the seat opposite Lu Hao and slowly sat down, looking into the distance. Her gaze seemed to pierce through time, returning to that distant 100,000 years ago...

"My name is Bai Li."

She spoke slowly, each word seemingly carrying the weight of ages:

"I am not a Spirit Beast born of Heaven and Earth, but rather... 100,000 years ago, I was the mount that followed Immortal Venerable Moli."

"Immortal Venerable Moli?"

Lu Hao's eyes narrowed. This was the first time he had heard this name.

"Yes."

Bai Li's eyes showed an incomparable reverence and reminiscence:

"Immortal Venerable Moli was a native of the Eastern Domain of the Xuantian Ancient Realm! Born of humble origins, yet with peerless talent, astonishing and brilliant! His Dao path's brilliance can be called an unprecedented miracle in the Lower Realm throughout eternity!"

Her voice carried a nearly devout excitement:

"In the resource-scarce, Law-incomplete Lower Realm, the Immortal Venerable... by his own strength, broke through the shackles of Heaven and Earth, successfully passed the three tribulations of Immortal Ascension, and ascended to the Realm of Earth Immortal!"

"Afterward, he continued to advance rapidly, overcoming all obstacles, and finally... reached the Peak Domain of a Half-step Heavenly Immortal! He was only one step away from the true Heavenly Immortal Realm! Such an achievement is unprecedented, and... it will be very difficult for anyone to follow! There has never been such a record in the vast historical scroll of the Lower Realm!"

"However..."

Bai Li's tone shifted, her voice suddenly becoming cold and indignant:

"It was precisely the Immortal Venerable's world-shaking achievement that brought him... and the entire Eastern Domain, a cataclysmic disaster!"

"The people of the Upper Realm..."

When speaking the words "Upper Realm," Bai Li's eyes erupted with bone-deep hatred:

"Those high and mighty Dominators who consider themselves gods! They were incredibly shocked when they learned that an Immortal Venerable Moli had appeared in the Lower Realm!"

"They completely couldn't understand why such an existence as the Immortal Venerable could be born in the barren Lower Realm. They believed this was abnormal, that it defied common sense! Ordinary Lower Realm Cultivators, being able to Cultivate to the Immortal Realm, was already a peerless Genius rarely seen in tens of thousands of years."

"But the Immortal Venerable had actually advanced all the way to the Half-step Heavenly Immortal Realm, and looking at his momentum, this might not even be his limit. This was too bizarre, so some of them believed that the Immortal Venerable must possess a Heaven-Defying fortune beyond their imagination, a Heaven-Defying fortune that would make even them incredibly covetous!"

"And so..." Bai Li's voice carried endless sarcasm:

"A comprehensive investigation targeting Immortal Venerable Moli began. After a period of investigation, those arrogant superiors finally reached a conclusion that left them both shocked and greedy..."

"What conclusion?"

Lu Hao, hearing this, interjected inappropriately. He was also very interested in these ancient histories. What could he do? Who doesn't like gossip?

Bai Li's red lips parted, and her voice, full of sorrow, came out:

"Immortal Venerable Moli was not an ordinary Cultivator of the Lower Realm; he was—the Son of the Plane—conceived and born from the Heavenly Dao Will of this plane world, which is the Lower Realm!"