Imperial Treasure

Chapter 1179 - 691: Deep Mountain Yun Hai (Part 2)

But now this peak has appeared again, and its consciousness is sometimes unclear.

Perhaps it poses a greater threat.

"If you ask about the beginning, no regrets."

"If you ask about the ending..."

The Evil King lowered his eyes, seemingly confused, seemingly clear, seemingly in pain, yet somewhat ferocious. Sui Yi couldn’t help but feel slightly nervous, bitterly laughing at himself for bringing up the wrong topic.

In the eerie atmosphere, Sui Yi was already prepared to attack... Suddenly, the Evil King moved!

His hand landed on the table, placing down an object, without saying anything turned into a remnant shadow and leaped off the cliff whose height and ethereality were unknown.

Sui Yi gazed at the piece on the table... a fragment.

With a deep and almost inaudible sigh of relief.

Truly lucky.

After Shi Zhixuan left, Sui Yi rose and pinched the Cangwu Fragment. Her palm felt scorching hot. She didn’t understand the Evil King’s intentions in giving this fragment. Was it given thoughtlessly without knowing its purpose, or was it deliberate knowing full well...

Mysterious.

Sui Yi’s brows furrowed slightly, revealing a bitter expression.

"Young lady."

From behind came a gentle voice. Sui Yi turned to see an elderly woman with white hair, respectfully and smiling at her.

Madam Wang was the only person in the courtyard on the mountain, extremely healthy, yet regarded Shi Zhixuan as a benefactor. Her words were exceptionally respectful, she managed everything inside and out prudently, especially in taking care of Sui Yi, with absolute diligence and care, evoking gratitude yet a sense of unease within Sui Yi.

She didn’t know how to define her own identity in appearing at this secret dwelling place of Shi Zhixuan...

Fortunately, Madam Wang asked nothing, merely preparing medicine for Sui Yi at regular intervals day by day, helping her dispel fatigue and regain health.

On this day, she just began to attempt absorbing Cangwu.

Though Shi Zhixuan suggested it, Sui Yi couldn’t fully accept it as she must consider her unique circumstances unknown to people of this world.

And how many know about the suppressive effect of Divine Rune Power on Cangwu?

Sui Yi sat cross-legged in the courtyard, using the Beak of the Golden Crow to pierce her palm, extracting a drop of essence blood, then placing it on the Cangwu Fragment. With a hiss, the essence blood seeped into the Cangwu Fragment...

Jin thought her blood was indeed useless against Cangwu?

It’s useful, just requires time, but he refused to spend time.

As for Sui Yi’s essence blood, it needed no time, a single drop triggered a reaction.

After the Cangwu Fragment was activated, Sui Yi took a deep breath, gripped the Cangwu Fragment in her palm, and closed her eyes.

Hisssss!

A terrifying aura erupted.

A heart-stirring power.

Madam Wang, cooking inside the house, was surprised and looked toward the bedroom direction but only glanced momentarily before continuing with her cooking.

After all, having witnessed Shi Zhixuan’s extraordinary power, she knew anyone he brought here definitely wasn’t ordinary.

Of course, one with such an immortal appearance couldn’t be ordinary.

It’s said that years in the mountains go by unnoticed.

But have you ever tried sitting for three whole days?

During these three days, the whole mountain seemed without the chirps and buzz of birds and insects. Well, Madam Wang found she didn’t even need mosquito repellent, yet sometimes hesitated whether to dress the fairy sitting in the courtyard as the cold dew deepened...

But knowing martial artists detest being disturbed, she could only remain fretful, thus passing three days...

On the third day.

The aura reached its peak.

And a bird holding a green leaf flew across the sky above the mountain... suddenly crushed by air pressure, plummeting...

Right towards Sui Yi...

Madam Wang inside the house thought a stone was falling...

Only saw the girl, calm as a boulder, seem to move slightly... no, she did indeed move.

Slowly extending a hand, the bird gently landed on her left fingertip, the green leaf on her right palm.

Breeze light and clouds serene.

The bird slowly regained consciousness but abruptly saw a pair of exceptionally enchanting eyes, frighteningly puffing its feathers, and swiftly flew skyward.

Sui Yi silently watched it fly away, frowning.

All the aura dissipated.

The killing intent and malevolence in her eyes were completely suppressed.

She stood up, flicking the dust from her clothes, and gently smiled at Madam Wang inside the house.

Originally startled by the chilling moment, Madam Wang exhaled deeply, inwardly realizing her earlier fear was indeed just an illusion...

Having achieved her goal and recovered from her injuries, Sui Yi naturally wouldn’t linger in a place that felt unnatural to her. Upon learning Sui Yi was leaving, Madam Wang specially prepared a lavish dinner that night.

Only at this point did Sui Yi notice that Madam Wang, too, was a skilled martial artist, merely having learned a particularly potent Breath Concealing Technique that even fooled her, surely taught by Shi Zhixuan...

In the mountain, there was only one house and inside this house only two people.

The candlelight flickered. Madam Wang poured wine for Sui Yi, softly spoke, "I won’t hide it from you, young lady, it’s been years since anyone came here... since the lady left."

Bi Xiuxin?

Sui Yi didn’t like drinking wine, but this fruit wine brewed from mountain fruits was delightful, yet the other’s words puzzled her.

"Is this their couple’s house?"

"No."

Madam Wang shook her head, "This residence was once visited by the lady during her travels; she liked the mountain scenery. Coincidentally, the benefactor liked it too, so they settled here. The young lady came once one year... but never again. Their true residence should be elsewhere... I don’t know."

Young lady? Meaning Shi Zhixuan and Bi Xiuxin have a child?

Sui Yi tilted her head, took a sip of wine, unwilling to delve into this topic, conversing sporadically with Madam Wang.

And the story behind the counterpart, her own matters, perhaps were spoken, yet as this night passed, wouldn’t remain in memory.

Mountains and waters meet, but mostly it is parting, forgotten in Jianghu. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)