Chapter 801: The Eternal Guardian 2
Qingzhu looked at her blank stare, sadness and bitterness rising in her eyes.
At that moment, he made a move—he knelt down on one knee before Ye Fei, bowed, and said in a deep voice, "The former Holy Emperor has inherited all of his cultivation to you in order to save your life!"
"From this moment on, you are the new King of the Demon Realm! The ruler of the Demon Realm!"
"Night... no, Your Majesty! My name is Qingzhu, and there are also Baishuang, Azi, and Ling. We will always follow you!"
...
Ye Fei could no longer hear what Qingzhu said next.
Her ears were ringing, her mind went blank, and a sweet, metallic taste rushed up her throat!
"puff--!"
Ye Fei couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The crimson blood mist dissipated, and she collapsed again after a blur.
"Your Highness!"
Qingzhu's terrified voice echoed in the room. Ye Fei collapsed onto the bed, her heart throbbing as if it were being ripped out.
Chi Ye... Chi Ye...
Tears streamed down her face, slowly wetting her hair.
As her consciousness began to fade, Ye Fei seemed to see Chi Ye's face again.
The girl fainted completely.
He remained unconscious for a full three days.
When Ye Fei opened her eyes again, she saw Ling lying by her bedside. Her eyes were red and there were still two clear tear tracks on her face.
Ye Fei didn't make a sound, but stared blankly at the beam above.
Every time I open my eyes, it feels like I've experienced a cataclysmic event.
She is constantly losing the things she cherishes most—her home, her sacred plants, her closest relatives, her dearest friends, her beloved…
Everything about her!
Ye Fei bit her lip tightly, feeling as if a huge hole had been torn open in her heart, and the tearing pain made her feel like she was dying.
Ling woke up groggily, and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Ye Fei biting her lip so hard it almost bled. Startled, she quickly sat up, her eyes filled with tears: "Your Highness! You can't continue..."
Hearing Ling's voice, which was tinged with a hint of sobbing, Ye Fei's eyes flickered.
After a while, Ye Fei spoke in a hoarse voice: "Can you help me up?"
Ling nodded and helped Ye Fei sit up against the soft pillows.
Ye Fei stretched out her right hand from under the covers. For some reason, her middle finger, which she had cut off herself, had been restored with skin and flesh.
She moved her fingers slightly and found that the bones had grown back, but the veins under the skin could never be healed.
In other words, she can no longer use her right hand to wield hidden weapons and other weapons as flexibly as before.
Ye Fei's face was blank as she recalled what Bai had told her before—he said that she had slaughtered the entire Lingxiao City, and tens of thousands of demons had died because of her Purple Poison.
Now that her right hand is useless, is this retribution for her?
Ling had been silently observing Ye Fei's expression. She moved her lips and said, "Your Highness, your injuries, due to the influence of the Holy Dragon's power, have almost fully recovered, except for your right hand fingers and leg bones..."
"Don't call me Your Majesty the Holy Emperor."
Ye Fei murmured, her eyes so dim that not a glimmer of light could be seen: "I am not Chi Ye, and I will never become her."
The girl's words caused the tears that Ling had been holding back to flow uncontrollably again.
Ye Fei sat quietly for a while, then suddenly said, "I want to stand up."
Ling paused for a moment, wiped away her tears, and whispered, "Your Highness, your leg bone..."
“I want to stand up.” She repeated blankly, “Find me a branch or a cane, I don’t want to lie down anymore, I want to get up.”
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