Ye Ling reached out and pinched his cheek: "Your primordial spirit is injured, not your brain."
Hongyun held her hand: "Before Wei Cheng left, he was with your men. His sudden departure must mean he recognized Ye Jingyan's true identity."
Ye Ling saw Wei Cheng's desperate attempt to save her in Ye Jingyan's mind, and she felt a complex mix of emotions.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Hongyun pressed on, "Is Ye Jingyan the Demon Emperor?"
Ye Ling countered, "Where is Master? Is he still wandering the universe?"
Hongyun sighed: "Master came back once in the middle of the journey. It was He who woke me from my coma, healed my injuries, and told me that you had been tricked by them and had spent more than three thousand years in the mortal world."
My master sent me to find you, and warned me that this was your tribulation, and that I shouldn't interfere. Every time I found you, you had already been killed by someone else and entered another mortal realm. Over and over again.
His expression was grave: "Ling'er, this scheme has the influence of the divine realm. Otherwise, with my abilities, saving you would have been a piece of cake."
"I know."
Ye Ling raised her hand, and an ice lotus appeared in the air above her palm. She stared at the ice lotus and said, "I have always known that there is a shadow of the God Realm, and Master knows it too."
When you were in seclusion, I spoke with my master. He told me that because of my special constitution, not only the immortal realm was wary of me, but the divine realm was also wary of me.
I cannot escape or avoid this calamity. My master said that although this calamity will cause me great suffering, the outcome will be very good.
My master told me to go through this tribulation without worry, and because of those words, I decided to take the plunge. As you know, I am immortal; as long as there is spiritual energy in this world, I will live forever.
Therefore, they used the method of diminishing my primordial spirit to suppress and trap me. As long as they continuously weaken my primordial spirit and make me repeatedly suffer slaughter in the mortal world, their scheme will succeed.
It must be said that their method was indeed very insidious. In my repeated deaths and rebirths, my divine power, my memory, my talents, and my aura gradually disappeared.
As long as my memory doesn't return, and without someone to help me cultivate and prevent me from touching spiritual energy, I will forever remain a lowly being with a tragic fate.
The ice lotus in her hand suddenly emitted a blue light, and then various scenes appeared in the petals. The protagonists in each scene were different, some were people, some were livestock, and some were disgusting insects.
These protagonists all have one thing in common: they all died tragically.
Hongyun knew what these things were. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but the veins on his hands were bulging.
Looking at the images on the ice lotus, Ye Ling said calmly, "These are all me. After I regained my memories, I remembered all the scenes from the past."
She pointed to one of the images: "Do you see this cow? I still have a vague memory of it. I felt that I shouldn't be a cow, but I couldn't speak and I couldn't break free from this body."
My task was to cultivate the land, cultivating it every day without interruption. Even when there was no land left to cultivate, I would still be made to drag heavy loads to the market or do farm work.
During the busy farming season, I would start plowing the fields at the crack of dawn every day. I worked very hard, but this man was never satisfied. He would whip me every day, leaving me with bloody wounds all over my body.
In this life, I lived for twenty years, but I was never full or able to sleep well. I don't know why I was able to live so long. In the end, when I could no longer walk, they took a knife and cut off my head.
I was still conscious at the time. I stared wide-eyed as they drained my blood and then cut my limbs apart piece by piece...
Ye Ling spoke casually, but Hong Yun was filled with murderous intent upon hearing it.
She is the little princess whom everyone respects, his favorite junior sister, his master's precious treasure, the Hongling Immortal Lord whom everyone in the mortal world loves, and the Hongling Immortal Lord who blesses them with good weather and abundant harvests!
How dare they!
Ye Ling suddenly chuckled softly, "After being abused for a long time, you get used to it."
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