Chapter 1823: Divine Witch, Endurance

How did it come to such a state?

This person is the Yazu.

In the vast realm of Xuan Ya, even Supreme Yun does not have a more rightful claim to governance.

Yet, what ruler would behave this way…

Sui Yi did not see her face, only her hand, and the already opened Xuanji Box on the table.

The Crystal Skull was there.

Sui Yi watched for a while.

The Yazu slightly rose, revealing an ethereal and pure side profile, skin like snow, moonlit gleam, her eyes unrealistically bright, as if her glance dimmed the night sky outside.

Is it sinking?

The previous despondency and loneliness vanished instantly, leaving no trace.

Only the pale complexion remained, making her appear even more fragile.

Yet, when she turned to look, she appeared as a young bamboo.

“The Crown’s presence, forgive the discourtesy.”

With a wave of her hand, all the wine bottles vanished, and even the smell of wine dissipated.

The place returned to its ethereal elegance.

But the Yazu had no intention of offering the slightest fragrance to receive guests.

Sui Yi walked out.

Having summoned the High Priest, a man appeared instead.

The Yazu was indifferent, “Please have a seat, Your Majesty.”

Sui Yi stood by the window, “You do not welcome me.”

The Yazu said, “Your Majesty is exceedingly noble, dare not neglect…”

These words were cold beyond measure.

“Welcoming or not is of the heart, neglect or not is a matter of etiquette…there’s no conflict.”

The Yazu, Ji Long then fixed her gaze on Sui Yi, “Is it for that?”

The Crystal Skull on the table still emitted a faint glow.

“What is your relationship with Ah Ting?”

Sui Yi’s words were straightforward.

Ji Long’s eyes flickered but the previous detachment faded, leaving only calmness.

She looked at Sui Yi, and Sui Yi looked at her.

The curtains fluttered behind Sui Yi, and beyond was the sky hanging with smoky rain and watery moon.

The air was lightly infused with a cool and clean scent.

Like her voice.

Crisp, decisive, clean…

“I am his daughter.”

Sui Yi finally confirmed, indeed a daughter, hence the person’s soul and spirit carried traces of witch.

But… not entirely witch.

“How did he die?”

“Self-destruction.”

“Why self-destruction?”

“Betrayal.”

Betrayal… Sui Yi repeated this word, suddenly stepping forward, bending down to look at the beautiful face up close.

Those eyes are so beautiful.

With the witch’s mystery, and…

“Within you, there is Divine Race blood.”

Ji Long did not retreat nor yield, merely closing her eyes, turning her face away, saying lightly, “The Court Emperor, after the High Priest with Crown was imprisoned in the Ninefold Demon Tower by the Divine Race Dominator, fell for a Divine Race woman and had a child…he regretted, hated, so he killed himself.”

Lightly spoken, devoid of emotion.

“Who is your mother?”

Ji Long frowned, “I don’t know.”

Sui Yi stared at her, stood up.

Left.

Once Sui Yi completely left.

Ji Long took difficult breaths, pressing her hand to her chest, her face pale, with crimson at the corner of her mouth, her jade-clear figure trembling, hand pressed on the desk.

A bearable under pain…

She looked up at the Crystal Skull, seemingly yearning, yet loathing…

Finally, she withdrew her hand, grasped her palm, gathered a Light Blade, fiercely stabbing into her palm…

The agony made her eyes clearer.

Withdrawing, then stabbing again…

Suddenly, her wrist was seized.

Someone!

It was her!

Ji Long knew who the visitor was, the powerful surging soul came from the body…it was a twisted soul of half black half white, so strong it scattered Sui Yi’s soul, dispersing a third.

Yet Sui Yi endured this soul attack, flicked the Light Blade in Ji Long’s palm, and…..the enormous oppressive balance, surrounded by Totems.

—Bound.

Ji Long felt her body unable to move.

She was strong but not in peak condition at present, the raging illness within rendered her incomparable to the visitor…

Thus, her chin was pinched by the High Priest with Crown.

“The Witch God union far surpasses Human Witch union in drawing heaven’s repulsion…you surviving is already unprecedented, such soul body is unique under heaven, if you reach Supreme Level, it would not be difficult to kill me…but now…”

Sui Yi’s finger touched her neck.. then went further down, landing on Ji Long’s chest.

“Such illness, you suffer greatly.”

Ji Long had no romantic thoughts, thus not the least embarrassed, only sharp.

The pale color more intense.

“If I don’t want, will Your Majesty force me?”

Ji Long had no resentment towards the Court Emperor, only resistance, as if he had his choice, hence death; she had her pride, thus wouldn’t accept Sui Yi’s help.

Sui Yi was about to aid, but was stunned by her words, sensing from the start this person’s dislike and distance.

That was hard-to-articulate taboo.

Put plainly, the Court Emperor’s guilt towards her led to self-destruction, leaving a lone child…judging by now, fear the mother was also…

To compel?

After all, she is the sole bloodline of the Court Emperor.

Sui Yi quietly watched her, and eventually withdrew her hand.

She tidied up Ji Long’s clothes, who was weak.

“I cannot force you, not because I don’t want to, but because you are not one who allows others to force you…”

Even if resurrected, one can still die.

This ruler, clear and elegant as an immortal, possessed a familiar restraint and determination that resonated with Sui Yi.

It was as if she saw herself.

So she withdrew her hand.

Ji Long did not look at her, instead collapsed onto the soft carpet on the ground, her body curled up.. Cold sweat mixed with blood… Scars silently and inexplicably appeared on her body, only to quickly heal…

Who is Ji Long?

The Mysterious Ya Master, Sui Yi knew that even without her special soul power, she could still surpass the other City Lords; not to mention she has such a powerful bloodline, strong and resilient physique, but right now….

This affliction was the most terrifying curse she had seen to date, comparable to Jhiang Chenyu’s demonic curse…

Sui Yi watched, her fingers clenched and unclenched, and finally walked out the window…

Leaving.

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“Ji Long… Ji Long…”

Sui Yi rested her head on one hand, her fingers tapping on the table, noticing a jug of wine on the table, she suddenly understood.

No wonder she drank so much wine, perhaps it was not just sorrow in her heart, but also because of the torment of the affliction…

Not knowing which member of the Divine Race her mother was…

Sui Yi flipped her hand, a strand of hair appeared between her fingers, Ji Long’s.

From Jun Wuxie and Qi Lian, she had seen the intolerance between the Human Witches; in Ji Long, she saw the bitter consequences, and regardless of which, they made her heartache.

“The world is vast, but iron laws are merciless… You were right, after all.”

Sui Yi murmured to herself, closing the strand of hair in her palm and shutting her eyes.

Meanwhile in the Divine Court…

Shen Zhiyue nudged the soft belly of a certain chubby baby pretending to be dead on the ground with her toe…

“Little fatty, stop pretending to be dead, get up.. keep crawling..”

Little Fatty lay there, motionless.

“I’ll count to three, if you don’t get up… no milk for three days”

With a gurgle, Little Fatty quickly got up, sitting on the ground, hugging Shen Zhiyue’s beautifully enchanting jade-like legs, rubbing against them.

“Wuwu, Mother, I can’t crawl anymore…”

“You’ve been saying that for years now…”

“I’m not fat, just weak”

“Even if it’s weak fat, it’s still fat”

“If you keep calling me fat, I’ll… I’ll cry for you…”

“Okay, go ahead!”

The chubby baby had red eyes… tears flowed freely…

Shen Zhiyue sat on her throne, propping her chin with one hand, looking amused…

But she seemed a bit lost, as if through Little Fatty she saw someone…

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted, because someone arrived.

“I say… esteemed Dominating Lord, you are interested in bullying Little Fatty again”

Little Fatty widened his eyes, staring at the radiant Natasha beauty…

“Nanny.. I’m not fat”

Natasha: “I know, just a bit fed… Also, I’m not the nanny!”

Big eyes met small eyes.

Shen Zhiyue no longer interested, glanced at Natasha: “You came here to feed her, see how you have fed her, fat like something else”

With those words, neither were happy.

The chubby girl crossed her arms, legs folded: (#‵′)!

The beautiful Natasha crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow: (#‵′)!

“You can’t say that, all kids are like this.. chubby is cute.. I dare say, there’s absolutely no child more adorable than our little fatty”

Shen Zhiyue coldly laughed: “Says who!”

Natasha wisely: “Sui Yi?”

Shen Zhiyue lazily rose, flicking her sleeve, glancing back…

Natasha smartly hid behind Little Fatty.

The Dominator was about to unleash powerful moves.

“Although you have a large chest, don’t feed so much… if you run out, what about milk in the future…”

Natasha internally raged: Was it me who wanted to be the nanny, was it me who wanted to feed so much! Every time you say punish her punish her punish her, every damn time you indulge! What about your face! What about your conscience! Besides, is my large chest grown from eating your family’s food, what is it to you!…

A certain Dominator raised an eyebrow.

Natasha quickly bowed her head: “Yes… Natasha won’t dare again”

Little Fatty: ⊙﹏⊙b, nanny, what about integrity?

“Five years and still drinking milk….” Shen Zhiyue thoughtfully looked at Natasha.

That look made Natasha shiver.

Your family’s baby only grows horizontally, doesn’t grow vertically, and still looks like an infant, what is it to me!

“I also feel there’s a bit of an issue…”

Natasha just wanted to go along and complain a little about Little Fatty…

Shen Zhiyue glanced sideways, “You humans naturally cannot imagine”

Such disdain.

But the one who had just been disdainful was clearly your family’s baby…

Natasha finally understood — one’s own child can be criticized by oneself, but others cannot say a word!

Natasha could only roll her eyes.

Shen Zhiyue never paid attention to others, and various little ideas from Natasha, she did not care.

She waved her sleeve and walked away.

“I need a bath, go heat water”

The Dominating Lord’s tone was cool and light…

Whoa! I’m the nanny, not a water-heating maid… and that is clearly a hot spring!! What water to heat!

Natasha: “I’ll heat it right away”

Little Fatty: ….. As for integrity… forget it.