Yi glanced back at Dou Ding, his face expressionless and his gaze indifferent, and said calmly, "Don't think too much. All I want is the best divine bow in the world."
Tong Su was stunned.
He then gave a wry smile.
Yes, all he wanted was the bow. Even if the Crimson Bow was gone, there would be the Red Bow, the Crimson Bow, and the White Bow; the world didn't need her.
The only one who truly cared about her was that golden crow...
She shrank back to her original position, silently hugged herself, and lowered her head.
Is he still in Tanggu? Is he in good health? Have the wounds from the Dao Ancestor's punishment healed? Do the ten of them still quarrel? When they quarrel, who will break them up? Will they still collect their shed feathers to make warm and cozy pillows?
Winter in Jiuli.
It's really cold.
I……
miss you.
.
Repairing the bloodline is impossible, it's impossible in this lifetime. And you can't even draw a bowstring in battle. Only by remaining a corpse can you maintain your life like this.
Lying on the table pretending to be dead felt like returning to Yugu Fusang. She maintained her original form, not changing back to human form for eleven and a half hours a day, only changing back to see what it was like when she had no other choice.
Staying in a crouched, dead position is much better than turning back into human form! Being human is so boring; I have no friends to play with. But when I'm lying in a crouching position, I can hear people chatting everywhere. It's lazy and comfortable, and I love being a crouching corpse.
Faced with Tong Su's despicable attitude of preferring to play dead rather than repair the wound, Yi merely gave her a cold stare before picking up his bow and heading to find Di Jiang.
The closer they got to the depths of the Jiuli tribe, the louder the sounds of fighting and shouting became. Tong Su could feel the commotion of water and fire, and the fluctuations in the energy even made her a little uneasy. The discussions among the passersby around her also revealed a hidden tension and fear.
"The Great Ancestor Zhurong and the Great Ancestor Gonggong..."
"They're hitting them harder and harder! Are they going to get into trouble?"
"Emperor Dijiang and Emperor Xuanming are still alive, they shouldn't just stand by and watch something happen to them..."
When Yi found Dijiang, he was talking seriously with several other ancestral witches, and they were even arguing a bit:
"...Chaos has discovered something unusual. Perhaps they have found the essence blood left behind by Father God Pangu? We must go there immediately! We must retrieve it!"
"The timing is too coincidental. What if it's fake news? Besides, I always feel that something is wrong. In addition, Chaos is too far away from the Primordial World. A round trip would take at least several years. If something terrible happens in the middle, there won't be enough time to get back."
"What terrible thing could happen? You're overthinking it!"
"Exactly. If it's fake news, at worst we'll have made a wasted trip. But what if it's true?"
"With Jumang dead, you should know that our greatest fighting force—the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation—can no longer be assembled!"
"If we can retrieve that essence blood and re-incubate a Great Witch of the Ancestral Witch level, then even if we go to war with the Demon Race again in the future, we won't be afraid!"
"As long as the twelve of us gather together, we can unleash power approaching that of the Heavenly Dao itself. What are we afraid of, then?!"
"Alright, let's go to Chaos and search there!"
"Chaos is too dangerous. More people should go. Leave Houtu, Shebishi, Gonggong, and Zhurong behind. The other seven Ancestral Witches will come with me!"
Dijiang finalized the arrangements and was in a hurry to leave. When he saw Yi requesting an audience at this time, he was somewhat impatient. Upon hearing that it was because Tongsu was engaging in nonviolent non-cooperation, he immediately flew into a rage.
"Such a small matter—you refuse to fix it? Then seal her mind and force her to fix it! It's just a bow; destroy her mind, turn her into a dead object, and she'll be even more obedient!"
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