Chapter 29 part 2

The place where high-tiered deity Donghua went to cast the spell was on the top of the main peak of Donghua Mountain. Unlike the verdant and lush greenery of the entire Donghua Mountain, nothing grew on the peak and birds couldn’t be heard. There was only the sound of the wind that blew through the clothes.

There was a pagoda at the top of the peak. It had seven floors. It wasn’t high, but it looked very solemn. When Ling Xi went there, the sun had just climbed to the top of the tower. The black and white tiles gleamed under the sunlight and pierced her eyes, making them hurt.

Before entering the pagoda, Cang Yu patted her on the shoulder, “Don’t be afraid. Nothing will go wrong.”

Ling Xi nodded and calmly followed high-tiered deity Donghua into the pagoda. When the door of the pagoda was about to close, she suddenly turned back and said, “Master, if Nan Zhi come back, master has to be merciful.”

The heavy door of the pagoda closed and concealed the surprise and slightly trembling lips of Cang Yu.

Ling Xi didn’t know what this pagoda was used for, but the moment the pagoda door closed, she felt cold. So cold that it was bone piercing. The cold crawled across the skin and dived into the bottom of her heart. There was no light in the pagoda. There was only the burning of the candles. The light of the red candles rose higher, but it didn’t bring much warmth.

The red candles were in seven circles, leaving an empty space in the middle.

“Sit down.” As soon as they entered the pagoda, high-tiered deity Donghua miraculously stopped smiling. At this time, he only made Ling Xi sat in the open space among the candles.

Ling Xi did as he said. As soon as she sat down, she smelled a strange smell. It seemed to come from the candles.

At the same time, high-tiered deity Donghua gently tossed. The silver mirror hung in the air and began to rotate. However, this time, it didn’t bring in much wind. It just rotated gently and became the height of half a human.

Ling Xi’s heartbeat gradually accelerated. She looked at the silver mirror without blinking in hope to see Feng Shu’s figure like the last time. However, only the candlelight reflected in the smooth mirror. They were burning and jumping.

“Clear you mind, close your eyes, let the blood flow out,” High-tiered deity Donghua said quietly.

Ling Xi quickly took a deep breath and suppressed her heartbeat. She took out a dagger, gritted her teeth and cut her right wrist. Then, she closed her eyes and meditated.

The strange fragrance around her became stronger and stronger and even covered the smell of the blood on her hand. Ling Xi could clearly feel her blood flow out and could almost hear the sound of the slow flow. At the same time, she also noticed a force lift the blood from the ground.

Time passed slowly. The flow of the blood didn’t stop and seemed to become faster and faster. Ling Xi’s wrist also became more and more painful. Her body also seemed to be hollowed out and became lighter and lighter. She gritted her teeth and tried to ignore the piercing pain. She silently shouted eldest senior brother. Her head was filled with his face, his white clothes and his warm palm.

The first time he saved her was near the Eastern Sea. It was as if he fell down from the moon in his white clothes. The second time he saved her was at Cangjia’s water prison. Anger was burning in his eyes then. The third time he saved her was at Dimai Peak. He used his soul as a shield, causing his soul to scatter and disperse. He didn’t tire to teach her spells and showed her the blooming and falling of flowers. He asked her if she would always stay by his side…

Ling Xi’s memories were interrupted repeatedly by the sharp pain. Every muscle and bone in her body was shouting from pain. There seemed to be something gradually peeling from her body. She couldn’t see it, but she could hear the cracking sound of the separation of the flesh from the bones.

“Xi er…”

  • Er: term of endearment

Ling Xi was overjoyed when she heard the familiar call. She didn’t expect that the next sentence would be… “Quickly escape.”

Quickly escape.

These two words tore off the last nerve that was barely supporting Ling Xi. She opened her eyes. Her eyes were filled with blood.

She saw the burning of the red candles with tears. She saw her blood floating in the air in a strange way. The silver light emitted from the silver mirror, but there was not even the shadow of Feng Shu inside the mirror. There was only the reflection of the fire and blood. Between the silver mirror and her was a long sword. The hilt was smooth and the blade sharp. Her blood spun around the long sword and disappeared in the sword body.

The peeling pain didn’t disappear. Ling Xi looked at high-tiered deity Donghua flabbergasted. She saw a cinnabar mole on his forehead that seemed to be emitting a bloody light. His lips kept chanting a spell and stopped when she looked at him. He suddenly opened his eyes. Fire seemed to be burning in his eyes.

The pain suddenly disappeared. Ling Xi wanted to ask what was going on, but she was unable to speak. She only saw high-tiered deity Donghua smile alluringly, “I have been discovered. Unfortunately…it is too late.”

After having said that, he began to chant a spell again. The pain started again. Ling Xi could clearly feel something leaving her body. It seemed to be like a part of her soul…

Right. It was a part her soul. One of her immortal part was being pulled away!

Ling Xi stared at that face that she never dared to look directly at. He didn’t close his eyes and met her gaze. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth while he chanted the spell. Such a familiar face, such a familiar smile. No matter how she endured, tears came out.

“Big brother…,” Ling Xi squeezed out these two words from her throat.

It was obviously the same face. Obviously he had spoiled her, obviously they relied on each other in the past. Why didn’t he remember her now? Why did he lie to her now? Why did he want to take her immortal part?

Ling Xi cried as she tried to resist, but she couldn’t even move a finger. The pain on her body worsened. The candles around her burned and crackled. The blood floating in the air became less and less. Blackness appeared in front of Ling Xi’s eyes. The sharp tinnitus in her ear almost pierced her eardrum. For a moment, she couldn’t think at all and only felt that her body was so light that it could be blown away by the wind in the next moment.

However, she was still in this world after all.

A cloud of white smoke hovered over her head. It looked like Chen Xi who she had seen at the bottom of the Eastern Sea. It floated and went to the long sword. Then, it disappeared into the sword body.

The power that bound Ling Xi suddenly disappeared. The blood in the air had long been sucked by the long sword. The candles returned to normal. All strength seemed to have been drained from Ling Xi. She collapsed on the ground.

High-tiered deity Donghua’s red clothes mopped the floor. He approached Ling Xi with a satisfied smile. He lowered his body. His five fingers touched her wrist. The flow of the blood stopped and the wound healed.

“Enough…?” Ling Xi sneered. She would never expect this person to be her big brother again.

High-tiered deity Donghua’s eyes curved, “Of course…not enough.”

Ling Xi gasped on the ground. She closed her eyes slightly and let him take advantage of her.

“However, since I have taken a part of your soul, I should compensate you with something.” Under the dim candlelight, high-tiered deity Donghua’s smile was very dazzling.

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