Chapter 133: On the Rhine (3) She thought, this kind of place doesn’t even have a door…
After leaving Fox City, Si Ling bought some necessities and returned to the cabin in the woods. Xuan Chi was still unconscious, so she fed him some medicine and then sat by his bed, staring at him in a daze.
Some of these situations didn't just happen now, it's just that she was firm enough before, so those situations weren't worthy of being called situations, and they could just be ignored.
At that time, for her, who cared what he thought? She was about to fulfill her long-cherished wish and ascend to immortality. If she were to indulge in worldly desires and talk about love at this time, she would be either a fool or a lunatic.
But the thick book "Escape" she got today was a bit overwhelming for her.
These divine titles might not be much, merely a transaction of equal value. But behind them, his feelings were sincere and intense.
He knew very well how strong her cultivation was. As long as he was a little selfish, he could find a way to persuade her to face the Emperor of Heaven with him and fight for a chance of survival. He could also ignore the possible risks and let her fight alongside him to the end.
In any case, his chances of survival would be improved with her joining the battle.
But he had no selfish motives at all. His first reaction when he discovered the risk was to send her away.
But the one he had to face was the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Heaven who had suppressed him in a cave, where he could neither live nor die.
Si Ling's heart began to waver. She began to think: What's the point of becoming an immortal? If the Emperor of Heaven is a bastard who can't tell right from wrong, she doesn't want to live under him.
Furthermore, if she truly was part of the causal curse, then in the eyes of the Heavenly Emperor, she might not even be considered a tool, just a "mission tool"—could the Heavenly Emperor allow her to become an immortal? Hyun Chi and Fox Ancestor's speculation of crossing the river and destroying the bridge was much more plausible.
If that's the case, she might as well try to overthrow the Heavenly Palace with him, at least to save his life first, and then live together in another realm of gods wouldn't it be nice?
Being a god anywhere is as good as being a god!
As Si Ling was thinking about this, he yawned and suddenly woke up.
Sleeping is not a necessity for a ghost like her. She would not feel sleepy under normal circumstances. Yawning means that she is very weak.
Si Ling straightened his expression, hurriedly got up and left Xuan Chi's room. He also made himself a bowl of Nether Thistle powder, drank it, and went to meditate to restore his strength.
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When Xuan Chi woke up, the morning light was dim in the mountain stream. A ray of beam slanted in from the half-open wooden window, swaying into his dream, and pulled him out of the repetitive torture at the last second before the huge bronze sword stabbed him again.
He opened his eyes, the intrusive sunlight making him dazed and unable to place himself. He moved subconsciously, and a sharp pain instantly shot through his body like an electric current.
Xuan Chi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he opened his eyes abruptly, finally seeing the surrounding furnishings clearly. The unfamiliar scene made him confused.
"Hyun Chi?" A familiar voice came over. Hyun Chi wanted to look in the direction of the voice, but he didn't have the strength to stand up, not even to move his head. It was not until she came closer that he could see clearly the face that was also familiar.
"...Are you awake now?" Si Ling sat down on the chair beside the bed and looked at him vigilantly.
Xuan Chi stared at her intently, feeling a layer of cold sweat on his back. He wanted to answer her, but his throat was unable to speak, so he could only nod his head with all his strength.
"That's good." Si Ling's long-suspenseful heart finally settled down. He stood up and walked to the living room, then made another bag of Nether Thistle powder and brought it into the house.
She had used a bowl yesterday because she had to feed him with a spoon. Now that he was awake, she thought it would be more convenient for him to drink by himself, so she used a mug.
"Drink the medicine." She said as she sat down on the bed again. Seeing Xuan Chi still lying there, she realized something was wrong. "Can't you get up?"
Hyun Chi was startled and immediately struggled to sit up. Si Ling quickly put the cup down, reached out to help him sit up, put a pillow behind him, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was too rough."
She really didn't expect that he could be seriously injured by her after tens of thousands of years of cultivation.
...What's more, even if she expected it, she couldn't control it. She was really not familiar with that spell.
Xuan Chi leaned on the pillow and breathed heavily. This insignificant movement made a layer of sweat break out on his forehead.
Si Ling waited patiently for him to calm down for a while, and only brought the mug to his mouth after his breathing stabilized.
Xuan Chi's gaze fell on the blue misty medicine in the cup. He trembled slightly and looked up at her in a daze.
Soon, his gaze fell back on the cup, and he drank the medicine she brought him, mouthful by mouthful, from the rim of the cup.
Si Ling carefully tilted the cup little by little until he finished drinking. She smiled with relief, stood up from the chair, and planned to put the mug outside.
Just as she turned around, Si Ling's arm was slapped hard. She looked back and saw Xuan Chi trying his best to turn over, as if trying to pull her up. She turned around so suddenly that he suddenly lost his balance and fell down.
"Ouch!" Si Ling frantically squatted down to help him. Xuan Chi's breathing, which had just calmed down, became disordered again. He subconsciously adjusted his breathing, and the excruciating pain instantly spread throughout his body. A hot current surged up in the pain, and he suddenly choked on a mouthful of black blood.
"Hiss——" Si Ling sucked in a breath of cold air and immediately chanted a spell, "The sweet rain heals the marrow, the spiritual spring nourishes the essence. Remove the nails to free the soul, and all things will return to the body." He took back the soul-locking nails that he had cast when he was unconscious.
But the next moment...
Xuan Chi's black wings suddenly appeared, knocking Si Ling backward. Without waiting for her to react, he turned and stumbled out the window.
The effect of Nether Thistle is too fast!!!
——These words flashed through Si Ling’s mind, and he hurriedly crossed the wooden wall. When he looked up, he saw Xuan Chi rushing into the sky at lightning speed.
broken!
Si Ling held his head in horror and watched Xuan Chi crash into the barrier. The barrier flashed with golden light and made a muffled thud.
Xuan Chi suddenly lost his strength and fell uncontrollably.
"Xuan Chi!" Si Ling flew over to catch him, but couldn't keep up with his falling speed. Xuan Chi landed heavily on the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.
Si Ling felt a phantom pain watching this, and with a grimace on her face, she rushed to his side and squatted down to support him. She half-held him in her arms. Xuan Chi struggled emotionally. She held him down with her left hand, and just as she was about to cast a spell with her right hand, he grabbed her wrist.
"Calm down!" Si Ling growled.
Xuan Chi's whole body shuddered, and the hand that was clasped around her wrist tightened, then loosened, and fell down weakly, leaving only his eyes staring at her.
This look made Si Ling inexplicably think of the look of a dying deer looking at the hunter who hurt it.
She sighed helplessly and chanted the spell: "Swish the moon and return it."
She pressed her hand on his shoulder, and a cool feeling spread from his shoulder to his whole body, making him feel comfortable all over.
Xuan Chi was at a loss. Si Ling breathed a sigh of relief. "We both suffered heavy losses in this fight. No matter what your plans are, just rest and recuperate for a few days."
Xuan Chi opened his mouth, but still no sound came out.
Si Ling said again: "Don't move, I'll take you back to rest."
Xuan Chi nodded hesitantly. Si Ling adjusted his breath and used his magic power again to make him float up, slowly sending him back to the wooden house, and then back to the bed in the room.
She sat back on the bed, reached under the pillow, found his Tongming disk, and handed it to him: "If you need anything, you can send me a message or just type it for me to see."
Xuan Chi stared at the Tongming Plate in a daze, with a hint of doubt between his brows. Finally, he nodded. Si Ling smiled with relief: "Then you rest first, and I will go and recover!"
Xuan Chi nodded again, and when he saw Si Ling get up and leave, he watched her go out quietly.
Then his eyes fell back to the rectangular object in his hand.
The underworld disk?
From the tone of her voice, he seemed to know what this thing was, but he couldn't remember.
In the next two days, Si Ling was both surprised and relieved at Xuan Chi's calm state.
Thirty thousand years have allowed her to master many skills, some useful and some useless, but taking care of the sick is not one of them. If Xuan Chi has recovered his memory now and is eager to settle the score with the Emperor of Heaven instead of resting and recuperating, she has no idea what to do.
Fortunately, even though this man had fought her with deadly blows when he went mad, he was a remarkably obedient patient after regaining consciousness. He ate when he was told to eat, slept when he was told to sleep, and wasn't as anxious about the Heavenly Court's problems as she had expected.
So she was able to recuperate with peace of mind. The next night, she felt that she had almost recovered. With nothing to do, she cast a spell to lift the roof of her room and lay in bed to observe the night sky.
Mortal practitioners like to gain enlightenment by observing the night sky, and ghosts can also figure out many things by observing the night sky.
Si Ling kept thinking all night: Is it possible to really overthrow the Heavenly Court?
If Xuan Chi had told her about the speculation about the cause and effect spell earlier, she would probably have thought that he was too imaginative, but now that she had seen the discarded files provided by Xie Bian, this speculation suddenly became very credible - she and the Emperor of Heaven looked exactly the same, this could not be just a coincidence.
Therefore, it is very likely that the Emperor of Heaven designed her according to his own appearance, or because the karma curse was set by the Emperor of Heaven, she, the key link, grew into the appearance of the Emperor of Heaven due to the power of the unknown.
Such details are not very important. What is important is, as he worried, if she is really a prop used by the Emperor of Heaven to plot against him, will she still have a way to survive after everything is over?
Si Ling was deeply skeptical about this.
So, although "overthrowing heaven" may sound outrageous, the chances of survival may be higher.
But she didn't have to make a decision in a hurry. She could wait for Xuan Chi to recover a little, and then find out whether he had recovered his memory and why the Emperor of Heaven was tormenting him like this?
As Si Ling was thinking, she fell into a deep sleep in the cool evening breeze and the sound of grass leaves in the forest. In her dream, she dreamed of the pale golden lake again. In the melodious bell sound, she felt an eager joy, as if something she had been looking forward to for a long time was finally coming true.
This joy accompanied her until dawn. As the sky gradually brightened, the scenes in the dream faded. Si Ling was about to wake up from her dream, and a slight noise outside the door immediately drove away her sleepiness.
She was shocked and immediately stood up, walked to the door and opened it. When she looked closely, she was stunned.
She saw Xuan Chi standing in front of the door, or to be more precise, standing next to the door, obviously waiting for her.
Si Ling looked at him: "What's the matter?"
She thought that waiting without even knocking was too polite.
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