Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 568 - 567: He is one of the bad guys!

"This court declares that Hu Yaoyao, with her parted soul bearing the sins and meriting achievements, may go to the Underworld to accept her punishment. However, since the parted soul is originally a part of the self, Yang Xian, as the plaintiff, is entitled to carry out the punishment," the Judge said, barely believing his own words, stammering through them, and looking towards Hu Yingying, "Hu Yingying will be sent to the general prison of the Supernatural Management Bureau. This trial is now concluded, and thanks are extended to all for their help from below."

With that summary spoken, the Judge began packing up.

The mental pressure he had endured that day was so great that he needed to finish work early and rest.

As for what the pantheon of deities in this room would do, it was no concern of his, a mere mortal Judge.

Hu Yingying was taken away, and the Judge also left. Cui Yu said a brief farewell to Mianmian, then disappeared with the Ten Kings of Hell and their ten Deputy Marshals.

Only then did additional voices rise from the scene.

"Thank you, Little Auntie, thank you, Yang Xian..."

"The demon is finally dead; now I can give an account to my son."

"Little Auntie, I will continue to support your live-streams."

Amid the crowd’s words of thanks, Qing Xu led everyone backstage of the courtroom.

The courtroom was already set up within the Supernatural Management Bureau, with a Waiting Room at the back. He also expressed some words of thanks to Mianmian and then glanced at Yang Xian, whispering a report in Mianmian’s ear.

"Yang Xian has been staying in Erlang Shen’s temple for the past few days. I suspect he is receiving the Divine Statue," Qing Xu whispered, his wrinkled face betraying a hint of embarrassment, "I don’t even know how to speak to him now, especially since he has learned some magic from me."

At that time, Qing Xu thought, if Yang Xian continued to reject the identity of ’reincarnation,’ he could take Yang Xian as an apprentice and teach him the Dao in the manner of ordinary people.

Yang Xian was originally a disciple of Daoism too, it’s just that back then they distinguished between the teachings of Jie and Chan. They no longer made such distinctions now.

"Whatever it was, it’s still the same," Mianmian discussed with Qing Xu very happily, "Situ Zha is still Zhazha now, right? So Yang Xian is still Yang Xian, there’s no problem at all."

Seeing how overjoyed Mianmian was, Qing Xu couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity, "Little sister, why are you so happy?"

Mianmian touched her hair, "Because this time Mianmian broke the chains and wasn’t punished by Grandpa Heavenly Dao."

She had been ready to hear Heavenly Dao speak of punishing her, but when nothing happened this time, of course she was happy.

"That magic was originally created by the Demon Emperor," Black Tortoise suddenly picked up after Mianmian’s words, "It falls within the laws of the Demon Emperor and has no direct relation to your Grandpa Heavenly Dao. What Cui Yu said about Phoenix Fairy, what’s the deal with that?"

With everyone being their own people here, Mianmian then openly shared the incident of her saving Phoenix Fairy.

After listening, Black Tortoise felt that his guess was almost certainly correct.

Mortals who commit suicide and turn into ghosts, yet haven’t entered the Ghost Gate and are stuck in place unable to leave—this rule was established by Heavenly Dao. Mianmian broke this rule and only lost her hair; such a punishment could only be said to be extremely light.

Black Tortoise gazed at Mianmian, after observing her for a while, his gaze fell on Yang Xian.

He still remembered when Yang Xian and Situ Zha had come to him with questions. Now Yang Xian had completely changed from before, a change made of his own choice.

"I want to go to the Library of Dragon Country," Black Tortoise suddenly said, "And you’re coming with me."

Mianmian had no plans for the upcoming period.

She agreed to go with Black Tortoise and turned her head to ask Yang Xian, "Yang Xian, do you want to come with me?"

"Hmm," Yang Xian answered, his voice deep.

Mianmian smiled at Qing Xu, "Then, Senior Qing Xu, we’re heading out."

Qing Xu nodded, saying he would see Mianmian off.

Just as they reached the door, Mianmian stopped short.

She saw a man whose destiny she couldn’t foresee!

Thinking this person might just be another reincarnated deity, Mianmian didn’t pay much mind. The reincarnated deities she had met were those she was fated to encounter; if she couldn’t meet someone, then there was no fate to be had.

Thus, such a fleeting encounter should just be that—a fleeting connection!

Mianmian didn’t dwell on the man standing at the door, but the man had caught a glimpse of Mianmian as well as of Yang Xian and Black Tortoise by her side.

His lips twitched slightly, and his fingers habitually pinched together, mimicking the gesture of holding a pen.

Right at that moment, Mianmian turned back around.

Being rather short, when she turned to look at the man, she saw the movement of his hands.

Feeling that the gesture was familiar, Mianmian frowned and thought hard about it.

Green suddenly popped up, "Mianmian, he’s Po Tian!"

Po Tian!

Mianmian then remembered Po Tian in the shattered Kunlun Mirror, writing in the air with a pen. The man standing at the door of the Supernatural Management Bureau was making the same finger movements as Po Tian!

"Catch him, he’s one of the bad guys!"

As she spoke, Mianmian dashed toward the man, summoning her Flying Sword, ready to attack him.

Seeing his identity exposed, Po Tian swiftly summoned his own pen, and as he wrote characters swiftly in the air, as the characters took shape, he vanished from the spot, disappearing right in front of Mianmian.

"Ah, how did he vanish without a trace just like last time?"

Mianmian was puzzled, unsure how Po Tian could have left so suddenly.

Yang Xian was also frowning at that moment.

He indeed had accepted the Divine Power left behind in the statue of Erlang Shen and had recovered some memories. Among those memories, in heaven, there was only one deity whose treasure was such a pen.

"Po Tian, Si Ming?"

Hearing Yang Xian say this, Black Tortoise’s eyes showed a spark of interest, "You’re saying that the person just now was Si Ming?"

The name Si Ming wasn’t just for show.

The deities of the Heavenly Court are transcendent of the Three Realms, yet they also must follow the fates that have been set. Although Si Ming holds a minor position and does not possess any great power himself, as long as he holds the pen of fate in his hands, he has the ability to alter the destinies of deities, mortals, or demons.

Among Mianmian’s enemies, there was actually such a figure.

So, that Daoist Priest whose arms Mianmian had severed that day, when paired with this Po Tian, who among them was the leader?

Both Black Tortoise and Yang Xian fell silent.

Mianmian’s gaze flitted back and forth between Yang Xian and Black Tortoise, her round eyes busily scanning one, then the other.

She was curious why the word "Si Ming" had caused everyone to fall silent.

After holding back for a while, Little Bun couldn’t help but ask, "What’s the big deal with Si Ming? If Po Tian is Si Ming, is he very hard to defeat?"

As she asked the question, the little one clenched her fists, clearly tense about the matter.

Black Tortoise bent down and flicked Mianmian’s forehead.

"Nothing’s too difficult," he said with a slight smile, "You may be a bit slow, kid, but whether he falls to you or you to him is still up in the air."

If Si Ming were so capable, why would he be standing at the doorway, unable to enter, right?

He must have come here to save someone.