Chapter 147 Chapter 147 “Parents who love their children naturally care about their children…
Jiu Zhao casually placed the "Record of Forbidden Techniques of Qihuang" on the desk.
Seeing that she had no intention of opening the book, Xingyao understood and said, "Your Highness's eyesight is damaged, so it is difficult for you to read. I will explain it to you."
As she spoke, she leaned forward.
She guided Jiuzhao's fingers to turn to the corresponding page, the corner of which she had folded.
Then he said, "The Life-Duplication Technique on this page is the only method I have found so far that can restore the Emperor to his former state. Otherwise, the Candle Dragon poison will remain dormant in the Emperor's body for a long time. Even if I were to develop an antidote, the poison that has already penetrated into the lungs would greatly shorten the Emperor's lifespan—"
Jiu Zhao had also heard Xing Yao's remarks from the Southern God King.
That's why she was so anxious.
Although there is a one-month deadline, as long as the poison cannot be eliminated, every day that passes will cause immeasurable damage to the Father's body.
She remained silent and motioned Xingyao to continue.
"As the name suggests, the Life Stacking Technique requires finding a fellow Supreme God who shares the same Five Elements as Emperor Zuo to perform this technique. If successful, not only will the Candle Dragon poison in Emperor Zuo's body, but also any other hidden dangers will be completely absorbed by this person, and Emperor Zuo will be able to recover as before."
Throw away the countless modifiers that have been added.
The art of stacking lives can be summarized in four simple words: "life in exchange for life."
Due to the strict prerequisites, there are only a few people who can be selected by Sanqingtian.
Night God Xihuan is one of them, and the only other one is Western God King Liuge.
Although he was nominally only a celestial being, he actually had the ability to be promoted. Becoming a god always carries the risk of failure. He had not previously established a successor, and now that he had finally chosen Yingluo, he lost his beloved son in an instant. Asking him to break through to the divine realm in exchange for his life for the God Emperor was truly against the way of the immortals.
Having said that, even if there is no such concern.
How cruel it is for a god who has devoted his life to the Three Pure Ones to sacrifice his own life.
Gazing at Jiu Zhao's subconsciously changing expression, Xing Yao continued, "Your Highness, this is only a requirement for outsiders. If it's a blood relative, or a husband and wife who have signed a soul bond, there are no such restrictions. An immortal can exchange lives with a god, and it can be accomplished."
Compared to her initial fluency, Xingyao's voice gradually faded during the latter half, especially at the end. "I shouldn't have told Your Highness these things, but I share your hardships and difficulties. This important matter should be considered and decided by Your Highness."
Jiu Zhao's eyes moved away from the pages of the book and fell on the face of the medical immortal in front of him.
The presence of the white silk blurred Xingyao's expression and concealed the glimmer in the depths of her pupils.
When people get along with each other, they don't open their hearts to each other at the beginning.
She often bickered with Xingyao, but deep down she admired her personality very much, thinking she was free and easy, upright, and they got along well.
If only this layer of white silk had never been removed, how wonderful it would be—
After a silent sigh, Jiu Zhao snapped the book shut and said calmly, "So, if we want to save Father God, only I and Ye Shen can do it."
Xingyao didn't say anything.
Jiu Zhao gazed into her eyes and said, "Also, you should be aware that the decree of heaven states that those who privately use forbidden techniques will be severely punished."
"I will do my best to develop the deciphering pill."
Xing Yao stammered, "I don't want to disappoint Your Highness, so this is the only solution I've found."
"Okay, I understand your intention. Let me go back and think about it carefully." Jiu Zhao didn't believe that Xing Yao knew nothing about the purpose of his visit today.
The urgent use of this forbidden technique book, no matter what the purpose is, is to divert attention.
But the arrow is on the string, and Jiu Zhao is destined not to be led by her by the nose again.
She downplayed the topic and passed it over, then put away the "Qihuang Forbidden Techniques" and put it into her storage ring.
Seeing Xingyao's slightly surprised look, she suddenly grasped her wrist which was resting on the table not far away: "I came here today because I actually have something to ask you."
When Xingyao heard the words, her eyes widened instantly.
She was silent for a few breaths, and when Jiu Zhao grabbed her hand, she wanted to withdraw it the moment it stiffened, then dropped it with a hint of realization that it had finally come to this.
Realizing that the other party had given up resistance, Jiu Zhao also slowed down the strength of his fingers.
"Regarding what happened that day, you made everyone present swear a blood oath.
"At that time, I was immersed in my own thoughts and didn't pay attention to whether you had accidentally forgotten me after supervising them."
Pushing aside Xingyao's sleeve, Jiuzhao rubbed the inside of her wrist with his delicate fingertips. "Rumors are spreading throughout the Three Purities Heavens right now. The truth about my eye injury has spread everywhere. I'd like to confirm the blood oath mark on your wrist. Do you mind?"
"...Your Highness, don't you believe me?"
Xingyao asked softly, seeming somewhat hurt. Without waiting for Jiuzhao's reply, she exerted all her strength, broke free from the shackles, and twisted her wrist over. "This is a serious matter. How dare I forget my oath? Your Highness doesn't believe me, and I have no excuses. Let the facts prove it."
Without any cloth covering it, the slender wrist was clearly revealed to Jiu Zhao.
The deep purple mark showed a strong presence through the white silk, and the aura of the oath emanating from it continuously attacked Jiu Zhao's spiritual platform.
He released his spiritual consciousness to explore for a moment again, and Jiu Zhao's fingertips remained on it, stroking it slowly.
Xing Yao's slightly aggrieved voice broke into his ears: "If Your Highness still doesn't believe it and believes that I spread the rumor, then simply throw me into prison!"
So heartfelt and genuine.
Plus the perfect blood oath mark.
and the humiliating reaction of those whose perfect loyalty is questioned.
For some reason, Jiu Zhao suddenly wanted to laugh.
She suppressed the corners of her lips that were about to rise in mockery and asked:
"The Phoenix general you poisoned to death on the battlefield between immortals and demons was called Qi Ming, right?"
The angry expression on Xingyao's face suddenly stopped.
Jiu Zhao continued, "He was also your fiancé who was once engaged to you, and you killed him with your own hands."
These were all facts that happened in the past. Because of Xingyao's loyalty and righteousness in sacrificing his own relatives for the sake of justice, they were even widely publicized as an example in Sanqingtian for a period of time. If they were not lies or secrets unknown to the world, there was no need to distinguish the truth from the falsehood by the changes in the other party's expression.
Jiu Zhao withdrew her hand and poured a cup of cold tea into the celadon cup. Before she could decide whether to keep it or pass it on, she heard Xing Yao's calm question, "This is a matter of the past. I have already demonstrated my loyalty to the Three Pure Ones through action. Why are you bringing it up again, Your Highness?"
"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking casually.
"You must be tired after treating Father God for half a day. Would you like some tea to relax?"
In the end, Jiu Zhao handed the teacup to the other side.
The sound of the tea lid leaving the cup is like the secretly fluctuating emotions.
Patiently waiting for Xingyao to comply with his wishes, Jiuzhao took a sip of tea and spoke in the same casual tone as an old friend, "I remember that every blood oath you make leaves a corresponding mark on your wrist - that's why they also say, in order to avoid getting purpura on your hands, don't swear lightly.
"If I'm guessing correctly, this purpura on your face is the blood oath your parents forced you to make about Qi Ming, right?"
This guess is really shocking.
It seems like he won't stop until he says something shocking.
Although the crazy coughing sound caused by choking on water that Jiu Zhao imagined never happened, Xingyao also stopped sipping tea.
She immediately gave a frivolous smile, tilted her head, and feigned confusion, "Your Highness, what are you talking about? If the blood oath was enacted on the Phoenix General, he would have died ten thousand years ago. Without his restrainer, how could the purple mark on my wrist still exist?"
Jiu Zhao also smiled: "Love between immortals and demons is something that is not tolerated by the Three Pure Ones. Even after the Phoenix Clan rebelled against the Heaven and quickly broke off the engagement and publicly criticized it, there is still the precedent of Xi Kui. In order to protect your safety, you are forced to not express your love for Qi Ming in front of anyone, even if Qi Ming dies.
“Parents who love their children naturally have far-reaching plans for them.”
As the idea unfolded bit by bit, Xingyao's fingers gripping the edge of the lamp tightened more and more.
She tried to resist stubbornly: "These are all speculations by His Highness. Our marriage is decided by our parents. How could my feelings for him be——"
“Based on what happened in the palace a few days ago, it is difficult to verify whether you have sworn a blood oath.
"After all, I can't let you reveal confidential information while enduring divine punishment. That's not what a wise leader would do."
He suddenly interrupted Xingyao's defense. Although the corners of his lips curled up slightly, Jiuzhao's brows had already turned cold. "But to verify the other point, it is very easy - just say in front of me, 'You like Qiming of the Phoenix Clan'.
"According to what you said, the oath has nothing to do with the other party, so naturally nothing will happen.
"This method not only protects your life, but also clears you of the suspicion that you might be a ghost from the Three Purities Heaven."
"minister--"
"Think carefully before answering."
Jiu Zhao narrowed his eyes and emphasized his words, warning her once again.
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