Chaotic World Book
Chapter 1054 - 843: Heavenly Punishment? (2)
Capítulo 1054: Chapter 843: Heavenly Punishment? (2)
This is Destruction, also Bodhisattva, the two are already one. The Vermilion Bird Fire is just as effective as the Buddha Tower in restraining him, and you can see the painful struggle, as his aura grows weaker and weaker.
Seeing Zhao Changhe’s somewhat silent appearance, Huangfu Qing laughed and said, “What, feeling down?”
“Yeah.”
“Is it because of Han Wubing, or because of Jiuyou?”
Zhao Changhe shook his head: “It’s mainly because of Wubing… My feelings are indeed complicated. Of course, this incident does make me feel somewhat sorry for Ye Jiuyou, as she gave up on many things she originally wanted to do, just to avoid falling out with me. My actions probably made her quite disappointed. Speaking of, if I really intend to help Jiuyou, to make it up to her, what do you think?”
“You still need to understand exactly what she’s thinking… In theory, we and Jiuyou are mortal enemies, it’s not something to trust so easily. What she has done is indeed nice, but it might just be to numb us, after all, everyone knows the kind of person you are, and if she makes such a gesture, you’ll soften up — sometimes, your kind of personality is very easy to fall into traps, be careful.”
Zhao Changhe “hmm-ed” a response. Recalling Ye Jiuyou’s performance in front of the mirror before, he became momentarily lost in thought.
Xia Chichi asked, “What are you thinking about?”
“Uh… nothing, just feeling a bit suffocated.”
“It’s normal, if it were me, my mood would also be glum.” Xia Chichi smiled slyly and said: “What’s most frustrating is that Wubing isn’t really at much fault, right… if it were someone else, they’d probably think you would definitely stand by our side and wouldn’t feel comfortable opening up to you, Han Wubing being aloof and taciturn, avoiding communication with you is quite normal for him. I still see some loyalty he has for you… though perhaps mixed with a bit of jealousy? It’s hard to say.”
“You’re even speaking up for him.”
“Because the one at the point of the sword is me, only I can decide to forgive or not. If I don’t voice it, you’ll just stay sulking.”
Zhao Changhe felt a stir in his heart, turning to look at her.
Xia Chichi rose up on tiptoes and whispered in his ear, “Han Wubing is the only one in the world who witnessed me in disguise having an affair with you… that day of the summer solstice was your appointment, and the one who ended up being messed around was me. Such a connection is enough for me to give him some due respect.”
Zhao Changhe chuckled: “You, huh…”
Actually, it was only a little over two years ago, but somehow recalling it now, it feels as if the world has changed, like a lifetime has passed.
The youthful inexperience of setting out back then, the spirited Worldly Society of those days.
Xia Chichi, assuming the air of a little adult, stretched out her arms and ruffled Zhao Changhe’s hair: “What’s with ‘me,’ I should be saying about you… not sure if I should say you’re lucky, having roamed the Worldly Society for so long, you’ve never experienced the usual betrayals from brothers that are so common among others. Even if having encountered such a situation now, it’s not really a true betrayal; I think it’s a good thing. People say once you enter the Worldly Society, time urges its push, but you haven’t even faced this, what’s to urge?”
Zhao Changhe couldn’t help but laugh, his gloomy mood lightened considerably, and he playfully pulled down Xia Chichi’s wrist from his head: “How come I haven’t encountered it, didn’t I encounter it in the stronghold… speaking of which, I’ve truly aged by urgings, aren’t you happy?”
“Getting a bit older isn’t bad, a bit more of a sense of vicissitude suits your current status and identity, why still look like a little kid, is that entertaining?”
“You, a dignified Empress, look like a little demoness, how do you command respect in court?”
“Which is why I should have a child early on.”
Openly said, right… The onlooker Piaomiao turned her head away, while Huangfu Qing ground her teeth wanting to beat her apprentice, but ultimately held back.
Speaking of what kind of environment this is, it’s embarrassing for me to even hit my apprentice, and you’re here flirting…
In short, the inexplicable feeling in Zhao Changhe’s heart truly dissipated thanks to the understanding little demoness, and he laughed, saying, “We’ll talk about it later, let’s focus on the important matters first.”
With that, he reached out a finger, pointing into the flames of Huangfu Qing, pointing into the black mist.
“Your identities are quite numerous, now even Bodhisattva is you… I’ll still call you Destruction then,” Zhao Changhe said calmly: “I have a few questions to ask you.”
Destruction was being burned extremely painfully by Huangfu Qing’s flames, but Zhao Changhe’s touch made it even more agonizing. Being burnt to mental chaos was a form of self-protection, but this touch made him regain consciousness, which was unbearably painful: “I think you should continue flirting, can’t you let me peacefully die?”
“I can’t. Otherwise, what was the point in releasing Bodhisattva back then?”
Destruction said indignantly, “Did you deliberately release Bodhisattva, knowing I would absorb him?”
“It was an obvious matter; otherwise, you had no reason not to save Bodhisattva before, which means you had been waiting to seize him for a long time, right.” Zhao Changhe said: “I have always thought Snow Eagle is either related to White Tiger or Sword Emperor, but lacking strength to reveal it, hence has been enduring. I do not have much time to wait gradually, so if it’s necessary to break the game, I will give you power, when you believe you are qualified to act, naturally, you will bring us the clues we want.”
“So being trapped by Ye Jiuyou was also intentional?”
“Of course, there were some things she didn’t want Piaomiao and me interfering with, so naturally, she had to trap us before she would start to implement them.”
“So, it can be said this entire change was within your expectations, even guided by you?” Destruction laughed: “But why are you showing such a somber mood now, as if you are the one who’s failed.”
“It’s fine, I have an understanding wife, and I’m already not somber now, you’re the one who is.”
Destruction: “…”
He really wished that Huangfu Qing’s flames would burn more fiercely, so he could die sooner and be done with it.
“Your connection with the White Tiger should originate from Han Wubing, including the White Tiger Sword Intent in your body. But how did your connection with Sword Emperor come about? Why would you work with him? Logically, he shouldn’t even value you.” Zhao Changhe said calmly: “I only ask this one question; if you answer me, I’ll give you a quick end.”