Chapter 888: Chapter 680: Incurable
Although Baili An was already prepared for what Demon Lord Arao was going to say, the words still hit like a heavy hamr, causing Baili An to press his lips tightly together, as if frozen into silence.
Yet Arao laughed: “Walking by the river frequently, how can one’s shoes remain dry? The overly rigid will snap, the overly wise will harm themselves. I won’t kill her; others will do that for .”
She looked up at Baili An, the sarcasm at the corner of her lips growing deeper: “In truth, you need not bla yourself. A person as ambitious as her, venturing to Beiyuan Forest to seek the Gate is certainly not for your sake.
Soone so cold and clever knows well that both thunder and rain are divine graces. The secret power of the Dark Departnt I granted her can be taken just as it was given.”
“Now that she has offended to the core, she is gambling all her Dark Departnt power to seize the authority of the Demon Emperor and the Gate. With the spatial power of that Gate, she could freely hide and move between the two realms…
Even if I wanted to kill her, it might be impossible to find her. If her plan succeeds, even a tenth of the Dark Departnt’s power would beco her true power.”
Arao smiled gently and continued leisurely: “Ning Feiyan’s way of making choices is truly admirable, even if one must begrudgingly respect it. Alas, her ambitions are too high while her fate is as fragile as paper.”
Her gaze swiftly turned to the pale-faced Baili An, smiling faintly: “River Lord Si Chen, do you think if she were willing to obediently accept her fate, I might have allowed her to bear children with the joy of the impending marriage and granted her a whole corpse? The Beiyuan Demon Emperor loathes her to the bone, and in a battle with that emperor, wouldn’t it be a case of two birds with one stone, her flesh ground to dust?”
These gentle words, so cruelly penetrating!
“Boom!!!”
A dull thud resounded as two hands gripped heavily on both arms of the Taishi Chair, trapping Demon Lord Arao within his arms.
The exquisitely crafted and luxurious Taishi Chair groaned under the weight of his arms.
Looking up, she saw Baili An’s eyes filled with burning anger, so intense they seed to scorch with a re touch.
Arao raised her eyebrows coldly and smiled fearlessly, saying: “So you can’t even stand a few words? I know about the secret pact you’ve made with Zangxin, but what of it? The person you want to protect cannot be protected, and you’ve exposed a weakness in yourself, placing it in Zangxin’s hands. Do you think Zangxin will let Gu Changjing die in vain?”
With that, she slowly pushed herself up from the chair, her lips touched with enchanting red, brushed lightly against Baili An’s cheek, her words swirling between her lips and teeth with an elusive hint of intimacy, yet her smile remained cold:
“In the Demon World, acting without strength is like bargaining with a tiger, you’ll end up being your own undoing. Be wary that your cleverness doesn’t outwit itself.”
Before Baili An could react, Arao’s hand lightly brushed over him, causing a slight tickle at his waist as her fingertips passed over.
Seeing the look on Arao’s face, Baili An imdiately understood that this was not re teasing or jest.
Baili An’s expression shifted slightly, and he imdiately stood up straight, reaching to his lower back, starting to search.
“Are you looking for this?” Arao reclined lazily, eyes cold and indifferent, holding a small, wooden brown sphere between her slender fingers.
What else could it be but a seedling of the Heart Burning Fruit?
At that mont, a thunderclap exploded outside the window, blinding lightning tearing through the sky, torrential rain battering the heavy eaves, swept in by gales that tore the two window lattices wide open.
In the suddenly bright world, Arao’s eyes glowed with a ghostly light in the lightning, the wind and rain rushing into the great hall, chilling her expression.
Yet she still smiled: “This is my royal territory, my domain. I am the omnipotent Demon Lord. Did you think I wouldn’t know about the sches you and Zangxin concocted?”
The reason she allowed Zangxin to act recklessly behind the scenes was partly due to a wishful thought, a curiosity whether Baili An would truly use this malevolent seed of the Heart Burning Fruit on her.
That night he left the hall, and during these past days, he had taken no action, leaving Arao with complex feelings of lancholy and a unique joy she couldn’t quite contain.
Simply because she imagined, even if he wasn’t fond of her, it was not the sa as it was back then. He didn’t have the heart to harm her.
Yet tonight, on the eve of marriage, he had co here.
Finding the hard object on her waist, Arao felt an indescribable sadness, one she was reluctant to dwell on.
She could only feign composure, slightly lifting her chin, signaling to Baili An to relax, she laughed lightly, saying: “It seems that your purpose for coming here tonight extends beyond just Su Jing and the others.”
No need for her reminder, Baili An had already regained his composure early on: “It appears my collaboration with Zangxin has failed.”
Arao toyed with the Heart Burning Fruit seed, her gaze ambiguously playful.
Indeed, it is worthy of being a forbidden item of the Six Realms. Even just as a small seed, rely coexisting in this proximity, it could awaken the residual breath from the Heart Burning Fruit she had ingested.
She hadn’t even formally consud it, yet she already tasted that familiar agony of a myriad of ants gnawing at the heart.
“How do you know Zangxin’s plan failed?” Arao’s gaze shifted lightly, as she picked up a cup of cold tea from the table, dropping the Heart Burning Fruit seed into the clear, blue water.
The wooden-brown seed lted upon contact with the water, dissolving into a vivid crimson.
Arao lifted the tea cup, swirling it gracefully, as the blood-like color spread out then disappeared, leaving the tea clear once again.
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