Capítulo 1155: Chapter 794: Why Must Won Make Things Difficult for Other Won
Ning Feiyan’s expression was thoughtful, whispering to herself: “No wonder the You Dynasty has closed its borders in recent years, and Empress Ying Ji never ets outsiders. I initially thought it was because of that stupid cat… Turns out there’s another layer to it. In this sense, Xijian Sect truly owes Central Netherworld deeply.”
“Stupid cat?” Zhao Wenjun noticed Ning Feiyan’s unusual expression and narrowed her eyes: “What does that an?”
Ning Feiyan smiled faintly and said: “The one who gave their life to save the Sword Master turned out to be his wife. The agony of having one’s Spirit Root gouged out is a soul-crushing, bone-cracking pain, a lifelong wound.
For any cultivator, losing the Spirit Root makes them no different from ordinary people. Even though the Deceit Skill of Central Netherworld is not a common Taoist Technique, after such a catastrophe, Empress Ying Ji’s body must have beco exceedingly frail.
Yet Sword Master Yu is unaware of the matter of the Spirit Root. Six hundred years ago, he was injured and reversed his Spirit Root modification. Empress Ying Ji, unlike you, does not have Sword Master Yu’s careful attention, seeking spiritual dicine to extend her life and youth.
Over these hundreds of years, even bearing all the illnesses, she has never let anyone notice anything unusual about her body, not even her closest companion. This alone makes have to say a word of admiration.”
Zhao Wenjun chuckled: “Lord Si He praises her with her words but is actually accusing this palace of taking advantage and reaping the benefits at her expense.”
She scrutinized Ning Feiyan with a glance, not showing any anger, but rather with amusent in her eyes: “Since Central Netherworld and Tianxi are in marriage ties, assisting the Sword Master to resist the Demon Sect’s army, the number of demon clan mbers and demon cultivators who died at this Empress’s hands is countless. This palace originally thought that as the River Lord of the Demon World, your hatred for this Empress of Central Netherworld should be deep. Is it my illusion? Why do I feel instead that Lord Si He does not resent this Empress, but rather has a strange sense of goodwill?”
“Goodwill?” Ning Feiyan was initially stunned, and only then did she realize that Zhao Wenjun’s assertive tone was genuinely tinged with a hard-to-detect hint of displeasure.
She felt this emotion ca quite irrationally.
She had no connection with that Empress of Central Netherworld, so what was there to be angry about?
Zhao Wenjun did not notice the subtle changes in Ning Feiyan’s expression. She smiled and said: “The world believes that this palace and Ying Ji both admire the sa man and thus assus that the two won are rivals, fuming with jealousy, a matter of life and death. But the relationship between this palace and Ying Ji is not what the world imagines.”
Ning Feiyan said ‘Oh?’ with a hint of sarcasm: “Are you trying to say there’s so hidden truth among all this?”
Zhao Wenjun nodded and said: “If this palace truly wanted a man, it wouldn’t resort to such despicable thods. Six hundred years ago, I was trapped in a predicant, compounded by the Demon Sect sowing discord behind the scenes, leading Ah Yu to doubt my identity. Later, after he survived a near-death experience and had his spirit root restored, he mistakenly believed it was I who saved him.
After all, in this world, only this palace’s Fire Spiritual Root rank can match his. Though I explained many tis later, he didn’t believe it and convinced himself that the Spirit Root originated from . It was only later that I learned this notion was told to him by Ying Ji, which completely eradicated his doubts about my identity and resolved my dilemma.”
Ning Feiyan was quite surprised: “Are you saying that the Empress of Central Netherworld intentionally concealed the truth?”
Zhao Wenjun said: “I do not know what transpired between the couple back then, but since Ying Ji had a mind to facilitate, this palace naturally wouldn’t let her goodwill go to waste.”
Ning Feiyan seed amused: “The world knows the two of you as irreconcilable rivals in love, deadlocked in each other’s minds, yet now it sounds as if you get along quite well.”
Zhao Wenjun said indifferently: “Ah Yu is the one who let Ying Ji down, not this palace. It is Ah Yu, not Ying Ji, who treats this palace with indifference. Since we owe each other nothing and have never done each other harm, why struggle against each other? Instead, as the Empress of Central Netherworld, it’s admirable that she could put aside worldly prejudices to marry beneath her for the one she loves.”
This unique perspective genuinely surprised Ning Feiyan.
Zhao Wenjun suddenly laughed lightly twice, examining Ning Feiyan with a playful gaze. She suddenly leaned forward, her voice low and teasing: “This palace is always keen-eyed, seeing Lord Si He’s figure and appearance. It seems you’ve long tasted a man’s flavor. Yet the aura surrounding you is different from ordinary Enchanting Demons. Could it be that to this day, you favor only one man? Truly, which man is so fortunate?”
The unexpected leap in topic caught one off guard, but who was Ning Feiyan? Her expression showed none of the bashfulness typical of won; instead, she smiled charmingly, advancing rather than retreating, nearly touching nose to nose with Zhao Wenjun.
“Do you know? Inquiring about the food preferences of an Enchanting Demon, that is a taboo.”
Zhao Wenjun’s eyebrow twitched slightly, her lips curving into a subtle smile: “What I ant was, if one day, a particularly excellent woman falls in love with your man, cherishing him in every way, offering him everything, you might actually beco friends with her.”
Upon hearing this, an inexplicable image of Yun Rong’s brows and eyes surfaced in Ning Feiyan’s mind.
Inwardly, Ning Feiyan felt a sudden chill, wondering if this princess of the Country of Qin might know so kind of beguiling evil technique, speaking so eerily persuasive.
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