Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1109 - 1105: Plain Cloud Realm Flag

Shen Siyuan hurried to Tang Tang and extended his hand.

"Huh?"

Tang Tang gave him a silly laugh and then quietly hid her hand behind her back.

Shen Siyuan’s actions caught everyone’s attention, and they all turned their gazes towards the two of them.

Dou Dou whispered to Duoduo, "Potato is so sneaky, not letting me take Tang Tang’s things, but taking it himself."

"Hehehe, later I’ll tell Big Brother that you were badmouthing him," Duoduo said with a mischievous smile.

Dou Dou widened her eyes in disbelief, "You’re so mean, next time I won’t... I won’t tell you anything."

Then she consoled herself, "I’m not afraid of Potato." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Big Brother will spank your bottom," Duoduo teased.

"Hmph, it doesn’t hurt at all, besides, I’m super tough, I’ll fight him," she said, clenching her tiny fists as if she was very formidable.

"Ha~"

Duoduo looked at her disdainfully. She was only bold with words; the moment Big Brother glared, she would immediately surrender.

At this point, Shen Siyuan finally "took" the flag from Tang Tang’s hands.

Tang Tang pouted unhappily, staring straight at Shen Siyuan, her little face full of grievance.

She seemed very displeased with Shen Siyuan’s behavior.

Taozi took out a few milk candies to soothe Tang Tang and curiously asked, "What is this thing?"

"I’m not sure either," Shen Siyuan scrutinized the flag in his hand.

The flag, from its surface to its pole, was pristine white like jade, glossy and translucent, devoid of even the slightest speck of dust, impossibly pure.

The flag’s surface was adorned with subtle cloud-like patterns that were delicate and smooth, almost imperceptible unless closely observed with concentration.

Apart from this, there were no other distinctive features on this small flag.

However, what the eye cannot see, the Divine Sense might perceive.

Shen Siyuan’s Divine Sense spread out like mercury, flooding towards the small flag in his hand.

The moment the Divine Sense touched the flag’s surface, Shen Siyuan’s surroundings abruptly changed.

He was no longer inside the Jade Emperor Temple, nor were the people around him present; instead, he found himself in a realm of ethereal and vast celestial beauty.​

Beneath his feet lay an endless sea of clouds, roiling and undulating like waves, akin to vast piles of cotton, shrouded in a gentle immortal mist, cool to the touch yet not clinging to the robes.

In the distance, majestic palaces rose from the ground, constructed of glazed gold bricks, with curved eaves and intricate beams, adorned with precious carvings, and beneath the eaves hung translucent jade bells that chimed gently in the wind, as clear and melodious as nature’s music.

The palaces were enveloped by multicolored halos, reflecting against the sea of clouds, radiating with brilliance, breathtakingly beautiful.​

In the center of the cloud sea stood a towering white jade high platform, its base intricately carved with cloud patterns and celestial beast motifs, lifelike as if about to break free and soar into the sky.

On the high platform, a female fairy in a flowing gown, dressed in a plain white immortal dress, embroidered with countless stars, moved gracefully, her movements casting dazzling reflections.

Her hair was elegantly styled with a white jade hairpin, her face exquisitely pure, with a hint of majesty between her brows, yet not lacking in gentleness.​

The female fairy held a flag identical to the one in Shen Siyuan’s hands, pure white with cloud patterns faintly visible.

She raised her hand lightly, and the flag waved three times in the air.

At the first wave, the cloud sea churned more violently, with countless clouds gathering to form various immortal birds, spreading their wings to soar, their cries resonant.

At the second wave, golden light burst forth, with radiant beams cascading from the void, like waterfalls pouring down, or golden pillars supporting the heavens, instantly filling the entire sky, the warm glow dispelling all gloom, clearing the mind and heart.​

At the third wave, auspicious auras rose in wisps, intertwining in hues of red, purple, gold, and blue, forming a sky full of colorful streamers, while ethereal string music played out of nowhere, flutes and strings in harmony, the melody airy and moving, enchanting the soul.​

Then, from within the palaces, countless palace maids gracefully emerged, dressed in five-colored fairy dresses, holding carved jade trays, filled with Immortal Dew and various rare fruits, their light and spiritual energy flowing around.

The palace maids danced in the air, their skirts fluttering like butterflies dancing across the sky.​

Even more astonishing, above the cloud layers, immortal cranes cried out, Spirit Deer tread clouds, strange flowers and grasses bloomed everywhere, petals falling with the wind, the whole world filled with a refreshing fragrance.​

Shen Siyuan stood at the edge of the cloud sea, overwhelmed by the vivid scene before him, unable to distinguish whether it was reality or illusion.

At that moment, the fairy on the high platform seemed to sense an outsider’s gaze, slowly lifting her eyes to look in Shen Siyuan’s direction.

Their eyes met across the roiling clouds, directly touching his Divine Soul, and a fear surged in Shen Siyuan’s heart for no reason, as if facing the highest presence in the world, involuntarily lightening his breath, unable to meet her gaze, instinctively turning his head to avoid that clear yet majestic look.

"Oh? We can meet in such a way."

The fairy’s lips gently parted, her voice flowing like clear jade, yet carrying an ancient authority beyond question, her light words sent ripples across the cloud sea, making the nearby music softer, and even the palace maids fluttering across the sky slowed their dance.

Shen Siyuan’s heart trembled, courage born from someplace unknown, under that invisible pressure, he asked respectfully, "Do you know me?"

"Both yes and no."

The fairy spoke lightly, with a hint of Zen in her words, leaving Shen Siyuan puzzled and full of questions.

Before Shen Siyuan could ask further, she immediately said, "Meeting is fate, this Plain Cloud Realm Flag, I shall give it to you."

Her words fell, and she waved her hand lightly, and the flag in her palm instantly transformed into a streak of shimmering light, piercing through the cloud sea, straight towards Shen Siyuan’s forehead.

Shen Siyuan felt a weight in his palm, as the streak of light had fallen into his hand.

Before Shen Siyuan could gather his thoughts, the fairy’s voice came again, each word clear, "With this flag, if you can find the other four flags, you can fix the winds and waters, restart that Netherworld Reincarnation."

Before Shen Siyuan could speak, the fairy had already waved her hand lightly, a thin mist rising in her eyes, as if blending into the cloud sea, "Until we meet again by fate, you may go now."

As she finished speaking, Shen Siyuan felt his foot step into emptiness, his body suddenly plummeting from the high sky, the intense sensation of weightlessness engulfing him, making it hard for him to remain standing.

"Ugh~"

Shen Siyuan staggered, almost toppling to the ground, regaining his composure and steadiness.

Raising his eyes, he saw again the Jade Emperor Temple, everyone surrounding him with concern, even the previously upset Tang Tang showed the same.

The cirrus clouds above had long dispersed, everything was as before, as if that cloud sea, fairy gala, and female fairy were but an incredibly realistic dream.

Looking down at the White Cloud Banner in his palm, he noticed the cloud patterns seemed alive, surging continuously.