Chapter 125: I, the Pigeon Assassin

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: I, the Pigeon Assassin

Su Han froze at the sound of Su Yi’s voice, and he subconsciously looked up at the sky.

’Love is like blue skies and white clouds, a perfectly clear day... Whoops, my mistake. No love, just blue skies and white clouds on a perfectly clear day.’

So...

"You’re... able to speak without any problems now?"

Su Yi smiled and shook her head. "Almost."

Su Han was confused. "Almost?"

Su Yi looked at Su Han and nodded...

Su Han counted on his fingers. ’At first, just uttering a single syllable had caused the world to change color, with purple lightning surging in an apocalyptic scene.’

’A few days later, an occasional word didn’t seem to have any effect.’

’And now, she’d said two words in a row without any apparent mishaps.’

’If that’s the case... she really is almost there.’

’But... what’s the principle behind it?’

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t figure it out. She was with him every day, and he’d never seen her do anything special. How was she able to say more and more words?

After a moment’s thought, Su Han’s gaze fell on Su Yi again.

"Um... Su Yi, look, we’re pretty familiar with each other now, right?"

Su Yi looked at him, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"So... if I ask something I shouldn’t, you won’t get mad, will you?"

Su Yi looked at him and blinked.

Su Han: "...Come on, that’s no fun. We know each other so well."

Su Yi nodded, and Su Han chuckled slyly.

"So... let me ask you. Are you like my clan’s Old Ancestor, rejected by heaven and earth for some reason?"

Su Yi looked at him, a hint of confusion in her eyes. After a moment of thought, she shook her head.

"No?"

Su Han was even more baffled. "You’re not rejected by heaven and earth?"

Su Yi nodded. Su Han couldn’t help but scratch his head. "Then why did the sky change color the first time you spoke, when you only uttered a single syllable?"

Su Yi looked at him, her eyes darting back and forth as if she were trying to figure out how to explain.

After thinking for a while, she raised her hand... and pointed to the void above their heads.

"Too weak."

Su Han: "...T-Too weak?"

Su Yi nodded. Su Han thought about it. "Is it... you’re too weak, not yet at the level where heaven and earth would reject you?"

Su Yi shook her head.

HISS.

Su Han sucked in a cold breath. ’It’s not that she’s too weak?’

’Then... who’s too weak?’

’It can’t be me, so... it’s...’

Su Han looked up at the sky!

Looking at the quietly seated, black-clad woman beside him, Su Han suddenly... didn’t dare to ask.

’She’s gotta be bluffing, right?’

But then he remembered the purple thunderclouds that had wimped out and turned into rain clouds, and he suddenly thought... ’Maybe, perhaps, probably, possibly... there’s a tiny chance she’s not.’

’Besides... she doesn’t look like she’s bluffing!’

"So..." Su Han thought for a moment. He felt like he had so much to say, but he didn’t know where to begin.

Seeing Su Yi’s curious gaze, Su Han sighed. "Forget it. I don’t know how to ask."

He shook his head, then remembered the "one year" Su Yi had mentioned earlier.

"You just said... one year? What about one year?"

Su Yi picked up a small blade of grass she’d tossed aside and waved it in front of Su Han. "Wait."

"Wait one year?"

Su Han understood. "Is it... if I want to learn this, I have to wait a year before you can teach me?"

Su Yi nodded.

"Oh, then this must really take a lot out of you. Next time, you don’t have to go to so much trouble. Just find a little grove of trees and demonstrate it for me a few times. I’ll be able to learn it then."

Su Yi looked at Su Han’s dead-serious expression and couldn’t help but smile and shake her head.

She raised her right hand, tapped him lightly on the forehead, then extended her index finger and pressed it between his eyebrows.

Su Han was stunned. A scene seemed to appear before his eyes.

The scene was projected from a god’s-eye view. Su Han found it a bit familiar. It seemed to be... a panoramic view of his Sea of Consciousness.

But this panoramic view showed that his Sea of Consciousness was now covered in cracks.

If he had to use one phrase to describe it, a saying from his Old Ancestor inexplicably popped into his mind—’smashed to bits like dumpling filling.’

Right now, his Sea of Consciousness was indeed smashed to bits like dumpling filling. It was only by some force that the shattered pieces were being held together, preventing the tragedy of his Sea of Consciousness completely collapsing.

That force... Su Han found it a bit familiar.

’It seems... a little similar to my passive skill, Immortal...’

More importantly, under the effect of that force, his shattered Sea of Consciousness was slowly recovering, the cracks gradually disappearing.

And with the disappearance of each crack, his Sea of Consciousness seemed to be strengthening, causing his Divine Thought to grow a tiny bit stronger as well.

The enhancement to his Divine Thought from a single healing crack was so minuscule you wouldn’t even notice it without a careful inspection.

But now, his entire universe-like Sea of Consciousness was smashed like dumpling filling. If all these densely packed cracks healed completely... even if it didn’t directly strengthen his Divine Thought enough to fill his entire Sea of Consciousness, it would at least fill it halfway, right?

’No wonder she told me one year.’

’One year wasn’t how long she needed to recover before she could pass the legacy on to me again.’

’One year... was the time she was giving *me* to recover my Sea of Consciousness.’

Opening his eyes, Su Han looked at Su Yi with lingering fear.

"So... this was caused by that time-control ability from before?"

Su Yi nodded and patted Su Han’s shoulder—’Don’t be afraid, I’ve got your back!’

Looking at Miss Su’s domineering appearance, Su Han thought to himself... ’At this very moment, should I seize the opportunity to cling to this powerhouse’s thigh and start whimpering?’

...

"Crown Prince! Crown Prince!"

Just as Su Han was contemplating whether or not to start thigh-hugging, Su Xiao’Er came running over from a distance, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Su Han frowned and shot Su Xiao’Er a glare.

"What is it?"

"Crown Prince, we’ve captured a spy."

SWISH!

Su Han shot up from the grass. "A spy? Where? Who sent him? Is the spy tight-lipped and refusing to talk, swearing to die first?"

"When it comes to interrogation, this Crown Prince is the most experienced!"

’My Brick... is already thirsting for action.’

’Dumbing Strike. Tell me you’re not scared!’

Su Xiao’Er: "..."

Seeing his Crown Prince’s intense reaction and hearing the barrage of questions, Su Xiao’Er was completely stunned for a moment.

"Um... Crown Prince, please let this lowly one finish."

"This spy... seems to be an idiot..."

Su Han: "..."

’An idiot?’

’An idiot can be a spy?’

’Are you kidding me?’

"Hah! He’s faking it! He must be! Take this Crown Prince to him. Watch how I pry his mouth open."

Su Xiao’Er led the way, with Su Han and Su Yi following behind.

Before long, the three of them arrived in front of a wooden cabin.

As soon as he reached the door, Su Han heard a voice from inside speaking with a very thick, regional accent.

"I. Am a killer."

"I. Have no feelings."

"Also. Have no money."

"Although. I. Am a killer."

"I. Prefer it when people call me an assassin!"

PS: Fourth update for the day. That’s all for now.