Chapter 35 Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine.

With the idea of ​​taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the two of them swaggered into the palace.

Haiyuan sensed the commotion at the gate and, thinking it was a maid, roared, "Get out of here! Don't come in!"

The roar of the abyss echoed within the palace, seemingly causing even the air to tremble.

However, the two visitors did not back down; instead, they walked in even more brazenly. Their footsteps echoed in the empty hall, each step accompanied by an arrogant and overbearing demeanor.

Haiyuan frowned slightly, sensing that something seemed amiss.

He tried to sit up straight, hoping to see the faces of the people approaching, but his weakness made his vision blurry. He could only vaguely make out two figures gradually approaching, their silhouettes appearing unusually tall in the flickering candlelight.

Just as Haiyuan was about to erupt in even greater rage, two visitors finally arrived at his bedside.

In the candlelight, Luo Qing and Qi Ru's faces became clearer, their eyes flashing with a firm and ruthless light.

Luo Qing curled her lips slightly, looking at Hai Yuan with a mocking expression, while Qi Ru gripped her long sword tightly, ready to act at any moment.

"How come you look so disheveled after just a short time apart?" Luo Qing said with a mocking laugh.

"Thanks to your care, Hai Ru has become so outstanding. Now that you are suffering so much, it really breaks my heart to see you like this."

Upon hearing the name "Hai Ru," Hai Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, and the anger on his face froze instantly, replaced by incredulous shock.

He struggled to sit up, but due to his weakness, he fell heavily back onto the bed with a dull thud.

"Impossible, isn't she dead?" Haiyuan's voice trembled, each word revealing deep resentment.

Luo Qing ignored him and continued, "I know you are a kind-hearted person. To avoid causing us heartache, please go in peace."

After saying that, she waved her hand and gave her seat to Qi Ru.

Qi Ru took a deep breath, regaining her original appearance, and her aura instantly became sharp.

She slowly raised her head, revealing a face exactly the same as Haiyuan's memory, only now, her eyes no longer held the fear and obedience of the past, but instead shone with a resolute light.

"It's been a long time, Elder," she said softly, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, filled with hatred and resentment.

Haiyuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he stared at Qi Ru in disbelief, as if he had seen something terrifying.

His hands trembled as he raised them, trying to point at Qi Ru, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"You...you..." he stammered, his voice filled with terror and despair.

Qi Ru's eyes burned with the flames of revenge as she walked step by step toward Hai Yuan, each step feeling as if she were stepping on his heart.

Haiyuan's eyes were filled with terror. He wanted to struggle and escape, but his weakness left him helplessly lying on the bed, watching Qi Ru approach.

The long sword in Qi Ru's hand gleamed with a cold light, its tip gently pressed against Hai Yuan's heart. She lowered her head slightly, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

“Thank you for your past care, Elder,” her voice was cold and firm, “This time, it is my turn to show my respect to you.”

With that, she exerted all her strength, and the longsword instantly pierced Haiyuan's chest.

Haiyuan let out a shrill scream, his clothes stained red with blood, and Qi Ru's eyes also turned red.

She watched coldly as Haiyuan struggled in pain, and the hatred in her heart was briefly relieved.

Luo Qing stood aside, coldly observing everything. She watched Qi Ru draw her sword and plunge it in again, each movement filled with hatred and determination.

Blood bloomed like eerie flowers on Haiyuan's chest, and his screams echoed in the empty hall, like the lament of death.

Qi Ru's eyes had turned red, her heart filled with anger and grief. She remembered the days she had spent under Hai Yuan's oppression, the clansmen who had been cruelly tortured and died, and her own parents who had died tragically.

At this moment, it was as if she was using this sword to sever her ties with the past, and each thrust was a resolute farewell to the past.

She forcefully pulled the sword out, then plunged it back in, repeating this process until Haiyuan's screams gradually weakened, until no more blood flowed from his chest.

"Alright, Qi Ru. He's dead." Luo Qing watched as Qi Ru stabbed Hai Yuan's chest into pieces of flesh, and finally couldn't help but grab Qi Ru's hand. It was just too much for her eyes to bear.

Qi Ru obediently stopped what she was doing. She drew her sword, wiped it clean on the few clean pieces of cloth on Hai Yuan's body, and then sheathed it at her waist.

"Let's hurry and find where the scepter is," Luo Qing urged her.

Qi Ru agreed and searched Hai Yuan's body for all his treasures. Then she took out a talisman from among them and burned him to ashes with a burst of spiritual fire.

Luo Qing, holding the Mermaid King's Scepter she had just found, cast a questioning glance at her. "So there are talismans in this game?"

Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet began to shake. Qi Ru immediately realized, "Oh no, we're about to be teleported back to the island!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qing quickly waved her hand and collected the surrounding treasures into her spatial storage. "Quick, quick, these are all good things, we can't waste them. Hurry up and put them away!"

Although Qi Ru, who had never experienced raft survival, didn't understand why Luo Qing had to put away even a box of toothpicks, she still obediently put away everything around her.

A few minutes later, a dazzling white light flashed in the palace, like the sun shining brightly in the sky, instantly illuminating the entire space.

Luo Qing and Qi Ru's figures gradually blurred in the light until they disappeared completely.

All that remained was the palace, which looked as if it had been ransacked by bandits. The palace was completely empty; nothing was left except the walls, and even the doors had been taken away by Luo Qing.

Haiyun carried a tray into the palace. "Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."

"Clang—", the tray in her hands fell to the ground.

Haiyun stared wide-eyed at the desolate palace before her. She rubbed her eyes and even stepped back to look at the plaque hanging outside the main hall.

Looking at the bare signboard, she muttered to herself as she turned and left, "I must have gone to the wrong place."

Haiyun's figure gradually disappeared around the corner of the palace, her heart filled with confusion and unease.

What on earth was going on? She clearly remembered that this was the road leading to the King's Palace, but what she saw before her eyes was unbelievable.

She couldn't help but look back. The once magnificent palace was now empty, as if it had been completely looted.

Even the signboard has disappeared without a trace, leaving only bare wooden planks.

A nameless fear welled up inside her, and her pace quickened involuntarily. She had to find the king and tell him about all this strange happening.

Just as she turned to leave, a deep sigh suddenly came from the depths of the palace, as if it were a call from the depths of the earth.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but stop in her tracks.