Chapter 180 Chapter 180 "What if I kill Lan Qi?" ...
a long time.
A slender arm suddenly stretched out from the burning flames and climbed onto the edge of the altar.
His skin was snow-white, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging with purple, as if a simple movement had exhausted all his strength.
Then, using the hard wall of the altar as support, the naked Jiu Zhao slowly climbed out and fell tremblingly towards the steps below.
The imagined coldness and hardness did not come, and she fell into a soft place filled with the fragrance of agarwood.
This soft support is interwoven with the smoothness of bird feathers and the thickness of cotton wool.
Jiu Zhao opened her eyes and found herself lying in Lan Qi's arms, wrapped in the black crane cloak he often wore.
The palace is spacious and deserted.
The snowy wind blew across his exposed face. Jiu Zhao shivered and whispered, "It's so cold... Where are the others?"
"You used to be afraid only of heat, never of cold."
Lan Qi sighed, his fingers digging into the cloak, feeling for the veins near Jiu Zhao's elbow. He observed her pupils turning pitch black while channeling a trace of demonic energy into her. "I've told them to return to the city. The next time you encounter disrespectful subjects, you don't have to be polite and yield to them. Just send them out. You're my wife, and another master of the Burning Sea. You have equal power with me."
Jiu Zhao pretended to know nothing and opened his body, allowing the evil energy to flow through his bones, blood vessels.
His chest rose and fell, and a teasing smile suddenly appeared on his face. "I have to cooperate with you so that you can know the true faces of those people beneath their submissive disguise."
Lan Qi said nothing, only a faint light flickered in the depths of his phoenix eyes.
The evil energy quickly dissipated, confirming that Jiu Zhao had successfully completed her transformation. The karmic fire devoured all the immortal power in her body.
He held Jiu Zhao tighter. "When you recover, I'll use the Nirvana Phoenix Fire to heal your veins and bones. From now on, you can live peacefully in the Burning Sea and continue your cultivation with the help of resentment."
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Without any clothes to wrap herself in, Jiu Zhao was carried all the way back to Lianli Hall by Lan Qi.
He left a message of "Have a good rest, I'll come see you later" and went to handle government affairs. Jiu Zhao learned from the maid who came in with skirts and jewelry to help her get dressed that not long after she jumped into the fire, Lan Qi, who usually kept his emotions to himself, flew into a rage and ordered his men to drag out Yu Ling, who had spoken rudely to the queen, and the fifth city lord, who had pleaded for his wife. He hit them with a full hundred sticks, the thorny iron sticks imbued with evil spirits, and they were beaten until their skin was torn and flesh was exposed.
If you don't rest in bed for ten days or half a month, you will definitely not be able to get out of bed.
Jiu Zhao was mocking in his heart, but his face showed a hint of emotion.
Catching the change in her expression, the maid, feeling she had guessed her master's thoughts and done the right thing, beamed with joy. After carefully serving her, she bowed and happily bowed to take her leave. As she closed the palace door for Jiu Zhao as usual, she fantasized about finding a husband as protective and gentle as Lan Qi one day.
As the object of envy, the smile lingered on his lips for less than a moment before Jiu Zhao returned to his expressionless face.
She leaned on the bed for a while, and when her strength recovered a little, she immediately crossed her legs, closed her eyes, and entered a state of concentration.
Inside the spirit platform, Wu Zhu, in his dragon form, was also quite weak. He crouched on the ground, breathing heavily, a human voice emanating from his long, pointed dragon mouth: "The changes in the world are truly marvelous. Since Que Chang, it has been you, the Immortal Goddess, who has wielded the Demon Race's greatest weapon."
"Fortunately, you are living in my body. Otherwise, after being tempered by the fire of karma, you will still come out as a fairy and a demon. I don't know how I can deceive Lan Qi."
After Jiu Zhao expressed his gratitude, Wu Zhu mentioned a few of his concerns: "A moment ago, I clearly felt Lan Qi's demonic energy penetrate your veins. After it circulated for a full cycle, he didn't even notice that the karma fire had left the altar. Has it already become yours?"
"I didn't expect things to go so smoothly. When Qiong Huang controlled the karma fire to enter my body, I remembered what Zhu Yan said. The holy fire was transformed into Que Chang's weapon. If I took it away, the holy fire would be extinguished. Wouldn't that make the demons immediately discover the clues?
"But when I carefully observed the fluorescent lights scattered around, I couldn't help but have another guess in my mind."
"What guess?"
Wu Zhu asked again.
Jiu Zhao said slowly, "Where do you think the Yin Fire, the Karma Fire, comes from?"
Wu Zhuyi was stunned: "Isn't it the nameless evil fire coming from underground?"
“No, not nameless.
"In the fluorescent light, I felt the power of different races, as well as their resentment and malice at the moment of death. The Hellfire fought with me, and to ensure it could defeat me, it constantly attracted the fluorescent light to its side and then absorbed it into the process.
"For this reason, I speculate that the formation of karmic fire originated from resentment, and its growth is inseparable from the blessing of resentment.
"The Holy Fire Altar has been established for ten thousand years. Every time we worship, we enjoy the offerings from the demons. The power of the karmic fire has long since surpassed what it once was.
"If I take away a part of it, it shouldn't affect it at all.
"Later, it turned out to be true."
After experiencing hardships and difficulties and being imprisoned for many years, Jiu Zhao's sensitivity is now much higher than before.
Wu Zhu subconsciously showed an admiring look: "Where is Lan Qi? How do you know he can't find it? You haven't told me yet."
Jiu Zhao glanced at him for a moment and explained calmly, "I've lived this long, and I have nothing left to lose. A gambler with no chips is the most desperate. It's all about risking their lives. I think the hellfire that breaks through the earth's crust and devours people always comes without warning. If the demons really had a way to prevent it in advance, they wouldn't have suffered so much for thousands of years. Since it can't be prevented, it means there's no way to detect it—isn't it the same in my body?"
For Qionghuang Dao, which is parasitic in the fire of karma, when the two fires of yin and yang meet, the fight will never end.
Her body could not withstand the fight between two supreme powers.
I simply split it in two, giving half to her and the other half to Wu Zhu.
Who said she was a monster with two souls in one body?
The immortal power cultivated for ten thousand years, along with half of the divine power and the nirvana phoenix fire, were all sealed in Wu Zhu's body.
On the surface, she looked like a newborn demon who had been purified by the fire of karma, but her bloodline was broken and she had to start all over again.
Very good, everything makes sense.
Anyway, when the secret can no longer be concealed, she probably won't stay here anymore.
The cold flames wandered in the bones and blood like evil spirits walking at night, touching the broken meridians and bringing pain that penetrated the bone marrow.
Jiu Zhao's brows twisted for a moment, but he quickly endured it.
She possesses a more powerful phoenix fire than before, so it is easy for her to repair her injuries.
But she can't.
This move was certainly intended to avoid arousing Lan Qi's suspicion -
But at some point, she had to admit that the pain made her feel that she was still alive, more than numbness.
"What are your plans next?"
After digesting her every step of analysis and planning, Wu Zhu spoke again.
The sorrows, joys, loves and hates that control a person's will have returned to his body with the surge of power.
Jiu Zhao said calmly and firmly, "Of course I will pay back everything I owe."
Wu Zhu hesitated: "With your current strength, it will be difficult for you to escape from Jiwu Palace, let alone fight your way back to Sanqing Heaven."
"——What if I kill Lan Qi and take back the other half of the Phoenix Blood?"
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