Yu Ziqing had a deep impression of that ruthless individual; he was definitely the most vengeful person Yu Ziqing had ever heard of, truly camping by the resurrection point to tornt Blood Spring.
If an unexpected event hadn't occurred later, it's very likely he would have tornted the White Sun Holy Mother to annihilation.
This Ji Shen said that not managing to kill the White Sun Holy Mother for revenge was the lifelong regret of his ancestors, and the Ji Clan still rembers this great enmity to this day, only unable to find the White Sun Holy Mother.
Yu Ziqing put away the letter. The Ji Clan seed to have clear enmities and affections, as the letter was given right after eting the Black Ship Saint, which indeed was very sincere.
"Continue with the story."
As he was speaking, Yang passed by with a solemn face.
"I'll go check on the little rfolk first; she's shy."
As he was leaving, he glanced at the Black Ship High Priest.
That darkened face instantly reminded the Black Ship High Priest of the last ti, when he ntioned letting King Jiunian pass the new year, Yang had the sa darkened expression.
The Black Ship High Priest hesitated slightly and decided to forget about ntioning the "New Year" event, especially not to bring it up to Yu Ziqing.
Offending Yang is likely to be unpleasant.
Apart from that, the Black Ship High Priest was quite forthcoming, taking the initiative to share experiences with Yu Ziqing.
"And the Heavenly Mirror?"
"Tossed it away when leaving, it flew back itself."
"It has been tough on you this ti, you should rest well. If you wish to return to the sea, follow the river south, and you'll reach the Southern Sea."
By the ti they reached the cabin door, the Black Ship High Priest opened the door, and Yang was already inside.
Yang reached out and patted the little rfolk's head.
"Did you learn the thod I taught you?"
"I learned a little..." the little rfolk replied softly.
"Well, try not to look at others like that in the future; it's a bit impolite."
"Oh..." the little rfolk nodded obediently.
Just at that ti, Yu Ziqing arrived.
The little rfolk turned to take a glance, and her expression froze.
She had just learned from Yang how to conceal her sight, and the rune she had barely gathered on her forehead shattered.
Then, she saw a human form, eyes ablaze with Blood Fla, with masses of black oil-like substances roiling, stepping forward.
The aura emanating from it turned into an infinite ominous presence behind it, filled with many other things, far beyond the reach of the eye.
"Close your eyes." Yang commanded in a low voice.
He reached out a hand to cover the little rfolk's eyes.
However, the little rfolk seed petrified, standing still, a hint of black aura slowly appearing in her sapphire eyes.
A deep ominous aura erged from her eyes, and even Yu Ziqing felt the dense power of the Three Calamities beginning to form.
Yu Ziqing frowned slightly, quickly stepping forward.
"What's happening?"
"What else? Didn't I tell you, this little one should have awakened an ancient demon bloodline at birth.
Without proper guidance, and with bad experiences, she can't control it.
She has divine eyes but dared to peer at you with such little strength.
If you don't mind, she still faces backlash."
Yang spoke hazily, not very clearly, but Yu Ziqing understood.
This action of the little rfolk was akin to a First-tier cultivator directly peering at the True Form of All Gods, peering at their divine rank.
Eyes are human divinity's gateways, so seeing creates a connection.
And because of the vast difference, the things she saw seeped through her eyes.
The little backlash caused by that is not sothing this little rfolk can withstand.
And neither the ominous aura nor the power of the Three Calamities is sothing ordinary people can handle.
Standing before the little rfolk, Yu Ziqing directly absorbed the power of the Three Calamities erging from her, reaching out a hand to touch her head.
Rosy clouds erged, brilliance washed over, enveloping the little rfolk.
The power of the Three Calamities on her dissipated, and the ominous aura in her eyes slowly vanished.
Her consciousness, stunned by the shock, gradually returned to normal under the nurturing of rosy clouds.
The little rfolk stared blankly, looking up, her eyes fixed on Yu Ziqing.
She saw beautiful and warm colorful rosy clouds fall, and the terrible existence in her gaze gradually shrank, finally becoming a person with a gentle smile, carrying light.
As her consciousness normalized, she glanced slightly at the Yang beside her.
Still as frightful, though that face remained kind.
While the distant Black Ship High Priest still looked rather villainous.
The only one who didn't look scary and seed human was Yu Ziqing, bathed in light.
"Little one, feeling better? Not scared?"
The little rfolk's lips quivered, holding back tears in her eyes, yet she remained staring at him.
Seeing this look, Yu Ziqing's gaze softened even more.
"If you want to cry, just cry."
With those words, the little rfolk could no longer hold back.
"Waa..."
She cried as if collapsing, wailing aloud.
As Yu Ziqing raised his hand, the little rfolk almost instinctively reached out an arm, wrapping it around his arm tightly.
Yu Ziqing picked her up, patting her gently on the head.
"It's okay now, have a good cry; you'll feel better afterward."
The little rfolk cried even more sorrowfully, but her little arms clung to Yu Ziqing's neck as if she would never let go.
Yang frowned, sowhat unconvinced.
He had taught the little rfolk how to control her eyes, not to peer at others, and she seed sowhat afraid of him.
Just eting Yu Ziqing, she got scared silly and faced backlash, but now she wasn't afraid of him, clinging like he's family.
Watching the little rfolk fall asleep after her emotional release, Yu Ziqing gently patted her head, holding her as she slept.
"What's happening?" Yang leaned closer, asking quietly.
Yu Ziqing's gaze was complex; he replied quietly.
"I might be the first 'normal person' the little one has seen since forming mories, does that help you understand?"
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