"Quickly."
You fat idiot, hurry. If you don't go now, that evil person will wake up and return to the palace,
and we'll be out of luck.
"That's right, you slow one, hurry."
With its white jade floors and topaz pillars, the majestic Heavenly Palace was filled with chaos. All the immortals were in a state of turmoil, each urging the fat immortal...
Darkness surrounded her, and she felt light in her body.
"I'm dead...?" She opened her eyes and looked up, but just like before, it was dark.
Suddenly, she saw a burst of light.
A bald, plump head appeared, smiling. Behind its bald head was a soft, light aura. It looked extremely pure and holy.
"Who are you?" She frowned at the suddenly appearing bald person. If she's dead, shouldn't she be held accountable? Why is she standing in front of this bald man?
"My daughter, don't be skeptical. You are truly dead, and with the sins you have committed in your life, you should have been sent to the depths of hell already." The halo above the fat, bald man's head was very noticeable, and his smile was very broad. It was as if he were the most benevolent elder in the world...
"I haven't been to hell yet." She added nonchalantly, "Also, I am not your daughter. You are a male, so you couldn't have given birth to someone like me."
The plump-faced man began to sweat, his expression becoming somewhat embarrassed. As expected, dealing with this evil person wouldn't be so easy. Even though she had lost all her memories, she was still a major nuisance to deal with. That's why the immortals decided to play a draw of sticks to determine who they would send to settle this matter, and unfortunately, he lost. "Ahem, ahem~~" The bald, plump person coughed, then straightened his face and said seriously, "Based on your compassionate spirit and great talent, we have had a discussion and decided to give you a chance to atone for your sins. We will let you go to another world to continue cultivating." "What? A compassionate spirit? A great talent? What does it mean? What is atonement for sins? Going to another world to continue cultivating? What? I don't understand!"
"Go, little one. I hope you live happily." The fat, bald person didn't waste any more words, instead waving his hand lightly. A beam of light shot toward her, erasing her memories of their conversation as well.
The next moment, she disappeared from where she stood. The fat, bald person let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Immediately, several immortals appeared around him. They all laughed cheekily, patted his shoulder, and praised him.
"Well, now the source of trouble will be far away from us."
"You're a wonderful person, making up so many funny reasons and then sending them away."
"Well, well, I'll credit you with this great credit." The person who said this was, of course, the Heavenly Palace Master.
But the bald, plump-faced person couldn't help but smile. Although he had sent her away, he would be the first to die if that evil figure ever returned. It will be him!
That's right, after hearing this, the plump, bald man also began to smile cheekily.
Evil being, in this world, you must pray for good luck. You'd better not remember anything, and you'd better never come back.