“It’s Bai Yu.” Wen Jingge had seen Bai Yu in her dream.
What are these spirits doing, surrounding her corpse?
Could it be that they're going to resurrect her?
"This disciple doesn't know its name, but its wings are white, its body is red, and it's wreathed in flames, so it must be a fire phoenix."
"Okay, let's keep watching."
Ling Yi clicked his tongue. "Master, you can't see it, so why are you making me keep looking?"
"..." Kids are too smart to be fooled.
"Okay!" He scratched his hair, just a moment ago he thought he heard his clothes tear.
However, apart from the hand held by the Master, it did not come into contact with any other place or object.
How could the clothes be torn?
"Master, that priest has grown a bird's face."
"Um."
"I saw someone standing behind him."
"I didn't see it." Wen Jingge could only see the priest gradually growing into the shape of the golden crow she first saw. It must have been in pain, as the priest, now a golden crow, was rolling on the ground.
Just then, the old priest, who had already left the stage, returned, followed by a four- or five-year-old child.
The child was born with a disability and walked with a limp. Upon closer inspection, one could see that his eyes were entirely white.
He was a blind, lame man.
The old priest, his body hunched over, led the child, stumbling and faltering, up the altar and had him sit beside the killing machine.
Then came the sound of prayer.
Bai Yu held the golden crow, which had transformed back into human form and had Yuan Qingling's face, on the altar, his expression solemn, as if he were praying for something.
Only the demon with horns on its head, wearing a bronze helmet, and whose eyes and mouth were the only parts visible, looked mocking.
This time, Wen Jingge heard his voice, "So what if you're awake? Is there really anyone who can defy fate?"
"After waking up, she is the heavens." The old priest stroked his beard, his cloudy eyes gazing at the sky. He asked uncertainly, "Whether it's right or wrong depends on fate!"
"Fate?" said the one with horns on his head. "Then your Soul Clan probably won't be able to enjoy it."
“I…” The old priest stood up shakily from the ground, supporting himself on the blind boy’s shoulders. “This child is the weakest in our tribe. I hope you can spare his life in the future.”
"You can only change your name if the higher-ups agree."
"The one above!" The old priest coughed helplessly, having used his last strength. "We people underground can just trust those underground. The one above..."
The old priest seemed to see right through the horned demon leader. "What the one above said is no longer important. Haven't you gone back on your word enough? Qilu, it's understandable that you believe her. I only wish that you can repent and turn over a new leaf as soon as possible."
"Repent and reform?" Qi Lu sneered. "I'd like to see what you can do with a dead man."
“She never died.” The child on the ground wept blood and tears, his innocent voice revealing an unnatural maturity. “Death was just her rebirth.”
If the wars in this world are to never end, then she will live forever, only in a different form.
Qi Lu coldly stared at the child. "Ji A'lao, you'd better not lie to me. Do you know the price? Is this really the weakest member of your Soul Clan?"
“They are the weakest.” The child was very mature: “They can’t see, they can’t move, they can’t hide, so they are the easiest to control.”
"Easy to control?" Bai Yu, who had been silent all along, looked at the little priest covered in raven feathers on the ground with amusement, but he understood in his heart, "She really can't move anymore and has stayed behind."
"Bai Yu!" Qi Lu grabbed his collar and said fiercely, "You're playing riddles, you invited me here just for fun?"
"You were invited here? Qingling, is there?" The one called Qingling was the one who looked similar to Yuan Qingling.
"No, it was Xiao Ge who invited him." Qing Ling regained his strength, walked up to the altar, and patted the child with his palm. "If we are destined to be together, please protect me in the next life."
After saying that, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the child's body.
The lame child seemed to sense something; he stood up, but his face showed not joy, but sorrow.
His eyes gradually regained their clarity, but his sorrow deepened.
"How long will it take?" he asked, looking at the smiling man.
"You'll have to pay it back sooner or later, so it's fine if you use it for a while longer." Bai Yu plucked a phoenix feather from his own body and inserted it into the child's body as he spoke. Then, the child fainted.
"You..." Qi Lu was stunned by the scene. "You are all madmen, madmen! You would so easily die for a dead body! You!"
"Only killing can incite more killing." Bai Yu used a glass bottle to catch his dripping blood. After the bleeding stopped, he gave the bottle of blood to Ji A'lao. "This child will get everything back when he grows up. As for the one on the ground, if he goes mad, just feed him my blood."
"Madman!" Qi Lu cursed.
"Later, you'll understand the difference between madmen on earth and madmen in heaven. Qingling and I used to live in heaven; you earthlings still don't understand her enough!"
"The Soul Clan will definitely protect Di Ruo."
"He has lost his memory, so those who taught him before will probably have to be taught him all over again."
“I will pray,” Ji Arao assured him. “Qi Yun still owes the Soul Clan an explanation. She will come looking for me. She needs the Soul Clan and our soul power to serve her.”
“That’s a smart person.” Bai Yu glanced at Qi Lu. “If you’re not busy, you can go back first. Nobody’s forcing you to stay here and go crazy with us. But your demon race will be the next one.”
"That's a long time from now." Qi Lu still didn't believe in Qi Yun's cruelty.
The wars of the gods in the past were to consolidate their own positions. They always disdained the wars and prayers for the next world. They dealt with the Soul Clan as a way to discard them after they had served their purpose, but the Demon Clan has always remained neutral...
“That’s true, you probably won’t live to see that day.” Bai Yu gloated as he ascended the altar. “That guy loves all things beautiful. I don’t need to tell you where your demon race comes from, do I?”
"You!" Qi Lu was so angry that he left.
Bai Yu was not at ease. After confirming that no one was around, he said, "The one who wakes up in the future will be Qi Yun. Remember that."
"That……"
"There is no killing in the world."
"none……"
"Until slaughter returns to the world."
"The present world?"
"With this face."
“But, but she is a killer, she…” The old priest panicked.
"The one in the sky may be angry, but he can only proceed step by step; this is the plan of slaughter."
You and I, both players in the game, were initially outsiders.
Qingling has entered the game, Di Ruo has arrived, as for Lu Wei…
He gazed thoughtfully in the direction the chess pieces had gone, "It's only a matter of time before the imperfect one takes its place."
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