Chapter 50 The ominous atmosphere of this trip suddenly froze...

The atmosphere froze for a moment; in the silent room, the two people's breathing could be clearly heard.

Gu Xiaozhu looked at Zhu Songyun sitting on the edge of the bed opposite her. She could clearly sense Zhu Songyun's stiffness and panic. Finally, she walked over, sat down beside her, and sighed softly.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to interrogate you, but… I want to know the truth, I want to hear the real story.”

She tightened her grip on her lap and continued, "This time, I feel really bad, very bad, and the truth is, the situation is completely out of control."

"Perhaps you don't know? I can communicate with the Heavenly Dao. Before entering the Demon Realm, we communicated quite frequently, but after entering the Demon Realm, His words became less and less frequent, until now—"

"He hasn't spoken for a long time."

She turned to look at Zhu Songyun, who was also "looking" at her, his face showing a troubled and uneasy expression.

"You should know from Ah He's words that I almost died, and in order to save me, Heaven pulled my shattered soul into this world and tried to rebuild it."

“But my ‘death’ seems to be inevitable, so I thought the laws of my world wanted to correct this fact.”

Gu Xiaozhu lowered her eyes and spoke softly, "So... why do you think Heaven has never communicated with me?"

Zhu Songyun pursed her lips, and the words she uttered were unexpectedly hesitant: "Is it... a law?"

Gu Xiaozhu nodded: "That's right, the only thing that can restrain the Heavenly Dao is the law itself."

She looked at Zhu Songyun again, her clear eyes filled with composure and determination, like a gentle spring breeze, so tender that it was impossible not to be captivated by them.

"I'm not stupid, I'm not fragile, and I'm not naive."

“I know our current situation better than you do.”

She gently took Zhu Songyun's hand, and her last words sounded like a helpless sigh: "So there's no need to hide the truth just to comfort me and put my mind at ease."

"I am not a fragile flower that only needs to be protected."

These words were like a drop of water falling into Zhu Songyun's heart, creating ripples that even stirred up waves.

She was somewhat dazed.

Yes, Jiang Zhihe's protection of Gu Xiaozhu, and the fact that Gu Xiaozhu was just a mortal, always made her feel that this girl was very fragile.

After learning that she was a god in this world and that the world would collapse if she died, her protective instincts towards Gu Xiaozhu became even stronger, to the point of being somewhat obsessive.

Perhaps Jiang Zhihe thought the same way, which is why he displayed such a stubborn attitude, and even reacted more strongly than Gu Xiaozhu herself in some matters.

Of the four of them, Teng Shao seems to be the only one who is relatively normal.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little ashamed.

She seemed to be acting presumptuously the whole time, and even the divination results she obtained were not truthfully presented due to her concerns.

Ha, yeah.

Xiaozhu is a human being, their friend, and a deity in this world.

She is not a flower that breaks at the slightest touch.

Zhu Songyun sighed deeply, as if she had finally relaxed, as if she had given up on some kind of obsession.

“You’re right…” She gave a wry smile and looked at Gu Xiaozhu. “I’m sorry… I was just being presumptuous.”

As she spoke, she took out her three copper coins from her storage bag and, as usual, tossed them high into the air once more.

The three copper coins tumbled in the air before falling and finally being caught in Zhu Songyun's hand.

She carefully opened her palm, and the moment she saw the divination result, her breath began to tremble, her eyes closed tightly, and then she opened them weakly again.

"Very bad luck."

She spoke, her voice trembling slightly.

She looked up at Gu Xiaozhu, her usual carefree smile gone, replaced by a deep sense of helplessness: "This trip is fraught with danger. The bloodshed is profound and cannot be resolved."

Gu Xiaozhu frowned slightly: "This is the real divination?"

Zhu Songyun nodded, then clenched her fists tightly, her fingertips drained of color from the force: "Ever since we escaped from Xie Jitong, I've been divining the omens of our journey, but..."

“Every time, every single time… it’s a terrible omen.”

"There is no turning back, there is no hope."

“Every divination result indicates that we will all die here; this is our final fate.”

"But it wasn't like this before..."

Gu Xiaozhu looked at the girl beside her with her head down and her body trembling slightly, and a sense of sorrow inexplicably rose in her heart.

This is how divination is practiced.

They calculated the course of fate and tried to change it, but they also knew clearly that fate could not be defied.

They knew it, but they couldn't change it.

This is the most powerless and cruel thing.

She gently patted Zhu Songyun's back and finally said, "In that case, let's do something."

Zhu Songyun was taken aback: "What...?"

Gu Xiaozhu looked at her and patiently and firmly repeated, "In that case, let's do something."

"Just stay here and wait for Ah He and the other two to penetrate deep into the enemy camp and successfully achieve their goal? I don't think that's very realistic, especially given your ominous divination."

She stood up and looked at Zhu Songyun, who was still somewhat dazed: "As I said before, I have a very bad feeling, and that feeling is that you will die."

"So, I have to help Ah He and the others; we need to help them."

Zhu Songyun also stood up, her voice still somewhat hurried: "But...it's too dangerous there! The two of us alone can't do anything! And...and we don't even know where the secret passage is!"

Gu Xiaozhu smiled and said, "How will you know if you don't try?"

"Moreover, A-He isn't the only one who knows about the secret passage; I know it too. But I don't intend to enter the Demon Palace through the secret passage."

Zhu Songyun asked in confusion, "Then you..." Before she could finish speaking, she stopped, then looked at her with an incredulous expression, "You're planning to...?!"

Gu Xiaozhu nodded slightly and spoke before Zhu Songyun could voice his objection: "I need to divert Ahe's forces, and attracting Xie Jitong here is undoubtedly the best option."

“But…you…any demon outside could easily capture you and bring you back. So why would Xie Jitong come here personally? Wouldn’t it be better to just have other demons capture you directly?” Zhu Songyun frowned and spoke, his tone full of disapproval.

"So, I need your help, Songyun."

The girl opposite him smiled, her tone full of certainty: "I believe you can keep me going until Xie Jitong arrives, right?"

Zhu Songyun looked at her for a moment, then finally chuckled and said, "Okay, I will."

She put her hands on her hips, seemingly regaining her previous confident and carefree demeanor, a big smile on her face:

"As the heir of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, I guarantee I can handle this for you!"

… …

Inside a magnificent palace, a man in purple robes sat languidly on a throne. His eyes were closed, and his slender fingertips tapped the throne, like the ticking of a second hand, signifying the passage of time.

Soon, the arrival of Zhao Yi and Zhao Er broke the silence.

"Reporting to our lord, we have found the girl you are looking for."

"oh?"

Xie Jitong opened his eyes and looked at the two subordinates kneeling in front of him: "Then why didn't you bring her here?"

Zhao Yi and Zhao Er exchanged a glance, and finally Zhao Yi spoke up: "My lord, there is another woman beside her. That woman knows how to set up formations, and she has also enveloped both her and the person you want in that formation."

Zhao Er continued, "Although we can break that formation, but... but the person you requested, my lord, insists that you come in person before he will return, otherwise... otherwise..."

Xie Jitong sat up straight, his gloomy eyes like sharp blades piercing the two kneeling on the ground: "What else?"

Zhao Yi: "She said... if you hadn't come in person, she would have... committed suicide before we broke through the formation."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jitong's face instantly darkened, and even his aura showed signs of madness. This caused Zhao Yi and Zhao Er to lower their heads further, and their bodies began to tremble slightly.

But soon, his aura suddenly subsided, and a smile appeared on his face, as if nothing had happened.

"It seems our deity still has a temper, but..." He stood up, brushed off imaginary dust, and continued, "After all, he's a god... a little capriciousness is understandable—"

As he walked out, he said, "Zhao Yi and Zhao Er, you two go and guard the holy land. I need to go out for a while."

"yes!"

… …

Zhu Songyun stood beside Gu Xiaozhu, glancing at the menacing demons around them while also looking with great concern at the girl beside him—or more accurately, at the girl's hand holding a knife to her neck.

"Xiaozhu, Xiaozhu, be careful... don't accidentally cut yourself..."

"Be careful...be careful...don't let your hands shake..."

As she spoke, she replenished the spiritual energy of the array that enveloped the two of them.

"Oh my god, why did I agree to this request! How could I have acted so impulsively... I'm doomed, I'm doomed... If Jiang Zhihe finds out, he'll kill me!"

Zhu Songyun muttered anxiously to himself while glancing at Gu Xiaozhu every now and then to make sure she was alright.

Gu Xiaozhu sighed softly, "It's alright, I know what I'm doing."

Zhu Songyun's eyes widened immediately: "You call holding a knife to your own throat 'having sense of propriety'?!"

Gu Xiaozhu looked away somewhat guiltily: "Um... but it's very effective, isn't it?"

She raised her other free hand, pointed to the purple-clad figure that had just appeared ahead, and smiled at Zhu Songyun:

"Look, he's here."