Chapter 98 Chapter 98 "Can you do it?"

These five concise and expressive words, when broken down, each word has a clear meaning.

When put together, they became words that Jiu Zhao could not understand.

Before she could react, Wu Zhu, who looked like he was about to faint at any moment, suddenly raised his hand with strength he didn't know where he got it from, and grabbed her wrist that was strangling her neck. As his clothes were rubbed, his thumb suddenly turned into a dragon claw and cut the tip of his index finger like a sharp blade, and blood oozed out quickly.

This action felt strangely familiar, and a familiar moment of brokenness flashed before Jiu Zhao's eyes.

However, Wu Zhu did not give her a chance to think.

The black blood dripped onto the back of his hand, disappeared into his skin in the blink of an eye, and moved up his arm.

The colors of the immortals in Sanqingtian are divided into five categories: gold, green, blue, red and brown, corresponding to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

Black is the color that appears when demons cast spells.

Realizing that something was wrong, Jiu Zhao quickly loosened his grip, threw Wu Zhu aside, and released his magic to stop the blood flow.

She closed her eyes and sensed for a while, her face gradually becoming gloomy.

A mere drop of blood, merging into the veins and veins, is like a fish returning to the ocean; finding it is no easy feat. After reopening his eyes and glancing at Wu Zhu as if he were looking at a corpse, Jiu Zhao followed the divine emperor's instructions and began to mobilize the divine power within his dantian.

However.

Even though she changed her approach, her solemn expression still showed no sign of relaxation.

Over the years, after diligent practice day and night, the thick barrier outside the dantian that stored divine power showed signs of thinning and loosening. Although he could not use the full power that he had when his life was in danger in the Wu Ri Abyss, Jiu Zhao had also established a slight connection with it.

However, once he entered the heart of the Phoenix Tree, the barrier suddenly returned to its original appearance.

No matter how hard Jiu Zhao tried, there was no response at all.

Slowly, Jiu Zhao's technique of pinching his fingers and twisting his fingers became more and more impatient, and he completely forgot the God Emperor's instructions to hold his breath and concentrate.

On the other side, Wu Zhu, who was abandoned by her, was also feeling uncomfortable.

Although he had seized the perfect opportunity when Jiu Zhao's mind was shaken by his words, it was still too difficult for him to resist the natural suppression of the blood contract and force his weakened body after losing the submandibular bead to condense demonic energy and blood to counterattack the opponent.

The joy of the plan's success barely lingered in his heart for a moment before his throat felt fishy and a few trickles of blood immediately flowed from his lips.

In this situation, the best way is to return to Jiu Zhao's spiritual altar and sleep to recuperate.

If you continue to use magic at will, there may be the risk of damaging your foundation.

But he did not forget why he returned to Sanqingtian.

He gritted his teeth and urged the other half of the demonic blood to control the drop that entered Jiu Zhao's body.

So, the voice that Jiu Zhao least wanted to hear at this moment rang in her mind again.

Fang regained consciousness from the brink of suffocation, and Wu Zhu's tone was still filled with a relaxed smile.

"Owner."

He called out this name, once considered shameful but now filled with infinite mockery, in a faint and gentle tone. "When I said I wanted to possess you, I was not joking. Since we have already established a blood pact, why don't we just become more deeply united?"

Jiu Zhao's mind was forcefully invaded by another consciousness, and his breathing became rapid.

She exhaled unbearably and squeezed out the first curse word in her life from between her teeth: "Bullshit!"

Wu Zhu was not annoyed.

He bent his knuckles and carefully controlled the hidden demonic blood to pass through the veins and continuously infiltrate towards Jiu Zhao's heart.

But he pretended to be at ease: "Master, don't be angry, listen to me, okay? There is obviously no other way now.

"I have been in your spirit for so many years, who can understand your thoughts better than me?

"Master doesn't want to be the God Emperor, right?

"Why don't you want to disappoint the Father God's trust? Why do you want to prove that you are a more powerful phoenix than Wu Shao? Why do you want to take on the responsibilities of the crown prince and make the gods of the Three Pure Heavens look at you with new eyes from now on? Then what about the master himself? What are his true wishes?

"I know you study government affairs late into the night, looking at scrolls filled with stories about people's livelihoods, officialdom, and the balance of power, feeling exhausted by having to go along with the world even though you clearly don't agree with it. I also understand what the Three Pure Heavens that you truly desire to establish look like deep down in your heart.

"Your father, Sichen, repeatedly warned you that those at the pinnacle of power must forgo unnecessary softness and sympathy. Yet, even when facing me, a sworn enemy of the Three Pure Ones and a man who has committed countless murderous acts, you still felt genuine compassion and stood up for me because of the torture and unfair treatment I'd endured.

"Alas... Master, no matter how powerful you appear, you still don't have a cold enough heart."

In the spiritual platform, Wu Zhu's voice was chattering.

He was like the shadow following behind when the sun reached its highest point, and no matter what Jiu Zhao did, he could not completely cut him off.

His miniature body slowly condensed in the depths of Jiu Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness, and he sighed for her with empathy.

Jiu Zhao couldn't open her eyes. She could hardly tell whether Wu Zhu had gained the right to freely enter and exit her body under the influence of the demonic blood.

Or perhaps, this sympathetic shell was just one of his tricks to shake her mind—

But no matter how sweet his words are, they are all bullshit!

Ignoring Jiu Zhao's curses and desperate resistance, Wu Zhu chattered to himself for a while, then raised his head, his lifeless eyes fixed on her face again: "And, most importantly, about how you concealed my existence, which led to Si Chen's poisoning."

Sometimes, words don't need to be sharp.

Just speaking the truth is enough to make people bleed.

The word "poisoned" stabbed into Jiu Zhao's mind like a knife, shutting her up instantly. Her eyebrows twitched as she saw Wu Zhu, looking over at her, suddenly blur and distort. After several transformations, he transformed into another "self"—a self with black hair and red eyes.

That "self" opened and closed his lips, and his red pupils were like the embers of a dying fire.

She asked, "How does Master intend to handle the matter of the God Emperor being poisoned? Will he kneel before him in tears and confess that he was possessed by a demon, believing the Phoenix Tree's Primordial Fire could burn me to death, and therefore concealed the truth about my survival and the blood pact he had signed with you?"

Jiu Zhao did not answer.

But having no answer is also an answer.

Wu Zhu smiled knowingly:

“Look, it’s just as I said, the master is still an innocent child at heart.

"Even if the God Emperor doesn't blame you, do you think this matter can be completely put behind us?"

Realizing that the previous mental attack had little effect, he changed his perspective and stopped discussing ideals and reality, freedom and constraints with Jiu Zhao.

He began to talk about family affection.

“While you are trapped in the Phoenix Sacred Tree to cultivate for forty-nine years, the God Emperor will be corroded by the slow-acting poison I release outside for forty-nine years.

"The poison will accelerate his aging and drain his energy.

"The hallucinogenic effect will cause him to think of your mother more and more frequently. He will initially be paralyzed by the poison and forced to forget the fact that she is dead, but in the end, he will be trapped by his inner demons and consciously imagine that she still exists and has not died young.

"In this state, whether or not I help Sichen detoxify him, it will become a huge harm.

"Either you die in a long, agonizing death, or you have to come to terms with your mother's death over and over again while you're recovering from your addiction.

"All of this is caused by your naiveté and arrogance, my Divine Princess.

"I thought I could solve all problems perfectly, I thought I had grown up and could be independent—"

Wu Zhu paused here and chuckled softly, "In reality, he's a child who messes up everything when his parents and elders aren't around."

“…”

Jiu Zhao pinched his wrist, where his pulse was beating violently, and felt like he was almost suffocating.

Reason told her not to take Wu Zhu's words to heart, nor to think too deeply about them based on the context of his words.

Sadly, she had to admit that there was nothing wrong with what Wu Zhu said.

Whenever she truly wanted to do her best, things always turned out to be the worst.

Virtue does not match the position.

Is this describing someone like her?

…

Looking at Wu Zhu's eyes without any change of emotion, Jiu Zhao's mood changed from initial anger and suspicion to confusion.

So every time I confess to Father God, is what I am asking for really that it is never too late to mend the fold?

Listening to his forgiveness, apart from relieving a little bit of the inner pressure, has it ever changed anything?

The next moment, something that you cannot cope with will happen again.

Next time, you will still make irrational or even stupid choices.

If you can’t even change yourself, how can you change the injustice of the Three Pure Ones?

Jiu Zhao fell into a deep state of disgust and self-loathing.

Wu Zhu, sensing her emotional ups and downs through his demonic blood, lowered his voice even further, "Also, although Sichen has whitewashed the truth about the Sunless Abyss, two celestial beings stationed at Myriad Thunder Mountains still know something. If they don't keep their mouths shut, they might be bribed and the secret leaked one day. Then you, a noble goddess second only to the emperor, would become the sinner who openly violated the heavenly decree for your own selfish desires."

"Master, if you want to ascend the throne, you must be spotless. Or rather, even if there is a stain, it must be wiped clean.

"Would you kill them? I'm not asking you to kill those close to you, but just to silence those strangers you have no emotional connection with.

"Can you do it?"

…

"I know you can't do it because your heart is not hard enough."

…

“Since you can’t change your heart, and can’t face the cruel reality, why don’t you become one with me?

"From now on, you only need to enjoy indulgence and happiness. Leave all the sins, darkness and pain to me. I will solve them for you."

As Wu Zhu spoke, he opened his arms and made a hugging gesture.

His palm gently stroked the high walls erected around the spiritual platform, which Jiu Zhao used to defend himself.

The force was so gentle that it seemed to penetrate the surface and touch the soul directly.

Under the dual effects of the demonic blood and words, Jiu Zhao's clear pupils, which had never been blind, briefly showed a hint of misty trance.

yes.

The Father God originally chose Lan Qi and Fu Xu as the husbands of the Divine Princess, and later he took a fancy to Zhu Yan, who was well versed in political tactics.

Aren't they all just trying to help out besides the feelings?

This series of choices was made clear from the very beginning.

It's simply not possible to do it alone.

…

The heart was beating in a daze, and the pain of being invaded by a foreign object happened suddenly and unexpectedly.

Jiu Zhao's increasingly confused thoughts were immediately interrupted.

Her mind suddenly focused, and she was stunned. Suddenly, she felt as if she didn't know where she was in the world.

After a subtle pause, she covered her chest uncomfortably and suddenly opened her eyes.

——She finally understood what Wu Zhu wanted to do.