Chapter 231 Emperor x Cultist 52
Qian Zhou murmured, "Why are you asking me? How can I help?"
"If you want to change the outcome, you can only find the variable in yourself."
Jiuwei's voice was deep and cold, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Qianzhou contained a barely perceptible gentleness. If you looked deeper.
You will discover the deep inner struggle of this strong man.
This is unfair to Qianzhou, so Jiuwei is reluctant to mention this method.
Qianzhou stretched out his finger, wanting to touch Jiuwei's sleeve, but finally retracted it.
"I want to save Youint. As long as the price is affordable, I'm willing to do it."
He sat up straight. Facing such a legendary strong man, Qian Zhou didn't want to appear too unsteady.
Jiuwei looked at Qianzhou with a hint of emotion in his eyes.
He said, "Okay."
Kyuubi sat upright on the grass, eyes closed, his black and gold clothes spread out.
He blocked out the surrounding sounds and asked Qian Zhou, "How much do you know about the ancient bloodline?"
"A little bit."
Qian Zhou had heard a little about it during his classes at church. "It possesses very powerful abilities, inherited from ancient mythical beasts, and has a strong vitality."
He wanted to say more, but his mind was blank and he didn't listen carefully in class.
Chifune raised his chin, "...that's all."
"Ancient bloodline inheritance isn't inherently advantageous; it usually comes with a price. My inner demon is twinned with me, and You Yinte's lifespan is far too long."
"Although he is proficient in the magic of time and space, if he uses it too much, he will suffer backlash."
"He sent you here, and you need to endure the backlash of eight hundred years. You brought back something that doesn't belong to that era, and the backlash will increase."
Qianzhou roughly understood what Jiuwei meant, and a question arose in his mind.
He inherited the blood of Kyuubi and Yuint, so what are his abilities?
Kyuubi held out his hand, and Chifu paused before placing his own hand on it.
"You inherited some of my abilities, and also Youint's long lifespan."
Qian Zhou immediately asked, "Then can I take the backlash on You Yinte's behalf?"
"You are too weak to bear it completely." Kyuubi said calmly.
Qianzhou lowered his head, "Then what should I do...what should I do?"
Kyuubi unfolded Qianzhou's palm and drew a very complicated magic circle on it.
Chizune couldn't understand and waited quietly for Kyuubi to finish.
The magic circle emitted light, which soon faded away.
Kyuubi said: "If you help him bear part of it, it will reduce his life span by 500 years."
After he finished speaking, he looked up at Qianzhou's expression, as if he thought Qianzhou would refuse.
Kyuubi withdrew his hand and said, "I gave birth to you without ever thinking of getting anything from you. I won't ask you to do anything."
Qianzhou shook his head, "It doesn't matter, I don't care about this."
He simply asked, "How much life do I have left? Will it be enough for seventy years?"
It’s good to be able to accompany Honglian.
Jiuwei's fingers moved slightly, calculating the time, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to melt a little, and was tainted with a rare special emotion.
His handsome eyes gazed at the sky from afar for a long time before he spoke:
"Eighty-three years."
His lifespan, which was originally nearly six hundred years, was shortened by five hundred years because of a decision.
For someone with ancient blood, it is tantamount to a punishment from heaven.
Jiuwei didn't look at Qianzhou again. He turned his face to the side and his expression could not be seen.
Qian Zhou half-knelt on the grass, stretched out his fingers to count, and said excitedly:
"OK."
"I can live with Honglian until he's a hundred years old, that's great!"
Kyuubi's eyes moved, "Are you really willing?"
"I do!" Qianzhou said.
Instead, he was very glad that he could help You Yinte bear so much.
Five hundred years.
Qianzhou stretched out his hand and made the number "three".
"Then Youinte will reduce his lifespan by three hundred years. Will he be fine?"
Kyuubi nodded, "He'll be fine, but it won't take three hundred years, it'll take a thousand."
"Why are there so many? Is it because of the Holy Fire Core?" Qian Zhou asked.
Taking back such an important thing as the Holy Fire Core is equivalent to shortening your life by 700 years.
This is too exaggerated.
"The Holy Fire Core is nothing. It's easy to refine. I'll just make another one."
"Please help me bring this to him."
As he spoke, Kyuubi took out an inky black ice ball, which emitted a light gray light and had a sacred halo on the surface.
Qian Zhou carefully held the ice ball in his hands, "Is this some kind of magical weapon?"
Kyuubi didn't answer.
After everything was explained, he sent Qianzhou to the space-time channel.
Qianzhou looked at the blue sky in the distance and the endless golden wheat fields, and finally breathed the air here.
It is truly a shining era. The Holy Fire Core, a treasure passed down from generation to generation, was actually refined by Nine-Tailed Fox.
Qianzhou stepped into the passage and looked back.
The scene gradually became blurred, and the space crack slowly closed, until the last tiny gap closed.
Qianzhou heard Youyinte calling Jiuwei, as if urging him to hurry over.
There are always countless vivid emotions in the voice.
Qianzhou: It’s really nice here.
[System 052: Things will get better there, too]
Qianzhou: But...
[System 052: But what?]
Qianzhou covered his eyes tightly and curled up into a ball.
Qian Zhou: How can this light be so bright?! I'm going blind, I'm really going blind.
[System 052: Oh, just be patient, it will be over soon!]
This strong light has a certain penetrating property, and if you look directly at it for a long time, you will definitely go blind.
If you don't cover your eyes with your hands, they will feel like they are burning.
Qianzhou remained vigilant, but the space-time channel remained stable.
He had witnessed that era and had an idea of what that world looked like in his mind, so he hoped even more that the eternal and endless ice and snow would completely melt away.
Qianzhou pursed his lips, and the image of Honglian appeared in his mind.
I miss him a little.
Qianzhou: I will let Honglian see the true spring.
[System 052: Hmm!]
Time cannot be perceived inside the space-time channel. Qian Zhou didn't know how much time had passed, and his mind was full of random thoughts.
He wondered how many days had passed while he was going to get the core of the Holy Fire?
At this moment, the dazzling white light suddenly disappeared. Qian Zhou felt the passage of time and he fell down.
With a plop, he sank into the snow as high as a person.
I have come out of the space-time channel, but the situation is still unclear.
Qianzhou was buried in the snow from head to toe, with snow filling the gaps between his fingers, and he opened his eyes a little.
I still couldn't see anything clearly, I could only hear the whistling wind.
It was like a white purgatory, surrounded by endless cold and loneliness.
There is nothing else.
Qian Zhou controlled the ice to rise, squinted his eyes, and saw the church roof protruding from the snow in front of him. His face suddenly turned pale.
He took a step back, his heart beating faster and his blood rushing backwards.
Snow, all snow...
No one.
Qian Zhou's throat suddenly became hoarse and he couldn't speak. His heart sank into an icy cave and his soul was trembling.
Where are the people? Is it too late...
At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed Qianzhou's arm.
Qian Zhou immediately attacked, but was suppressed by a huge force and his mouth was covered.
"Shh...don't talk." It was Honglian's voice.
Honglian and Qianzhou leaped to a higher place, "Hurry up!"
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