The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 904: I Must Fight That Person Again!

However, she was still capable of mocking Siheng. "The time for a cup of tea is almost up, and your husband is still painstakingly studying. It seems your husband is quite similar to me," Yun Jianchu said. As soon as Yun Jianchu finished speaking, Siheng beside her said, "Alright." Yun Jianchu was shocked and screamed inside Nanli’s body, "How could that be! He must be joking, right?" Siheng must be exaggerating, trying to show off in front of Nanli. Hmph, he’ll soon learn what embarrassment feels like!

Nanli had already grown accustomed to Yun Jianchu’s shouting and could completely ignore her now, urging Siheng to hurry up. Siheng didn’t waste any time. As he made the hand seal, the spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips, enveloped in a divine aura. The light was as bright as the moon. Following his hand, it landed on Qiao Nanyi’s wound. The tiny specks of light, like stars, slowly extinguished the burning on the wound, preventing it from worsening further. This treatment would take a considerable amount of time.

Siheng had just awakened from repairing his soul, and his cultivation was not what it used to be. Moreover, it was his first time using this divine technique, which was indeed a bit strenuous. His face turned slightly pale, and just before his spiritual energy was about to run out, he managed to completely extinguish the wound’s burning and extract a significant amount of demonic energy. He withdrew his hand, propped himself up with one hand on the ground, and breathed heavily. Sweat dripped from his forehead.

He asked, "How is the situation?" Nanli, who had been observing Qiao Nanyi’s condition all along, replied, "There is still a bit of demonic energy deep in the meridians. Cinian can help to completely remove it. It shouldn’t be a problem." She handed Siheng a bag of spirit stones and then fed Qiao Nanyi a high-grade Wound-Healing Pill and a Demon-Core-Driving Pill, further treating him with a Wound-Healing Talisman. The dark aura on Qiao Nanyi’s face had already receded. Although he still looked a bit pale, at least he had returned to normal.

Siheng opened his Qiankun Bag and was taken aback to find that it was filled with high-grade spirit stones. "A’Li, when did you become so wealthy?" Mentioning this, Nanli’s eyes lit up. "Haven’t you seen Qingwu’s memories? Don’t you know that the Human World has changed?" Siheng had only focused on the matters related to her Glassy Bottle and had skimmed through the other memories quickly. He shook his head, "Let me replenish my spiritual energy. You can briefly tell me what has happened in these two or three months."

Nanli picked out the important parts and recounted them. Siheng multitasked, listening while absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit stones. He frowned at times and raised his eyebrows at others. In front of Nanli, he could freely express his emotions. Finally, he sighed, "I really didn’t expect so many things to happen in such a short time. If I had really taken my time to slowly repair my soul, I wouldn’t know how much things would have changed."

Nanli looked at him, her gaze deep. "You forcibly used your spiritual energy to quickly repair your soul, didn’t you? Otherwise, if you had secluded yourself for a hundred years to repair it, your cultivation would definitely be the same as before." "That’s correct," Siheng said earnestly, looking at her. "But what if my cultivation is the same as before? I am your husband, the father of our child. Even if I have to lose half of my cultivation, I want to be by your side."

Hearing this, Nanli’s heart trembled slightly, and her abdomen also ached gently. She touched her stomach and then smiled, "If that’s the case, then you will lose the title of Celestial Sovereign in the future." Siheng’s voice was gentle, "That doesn’t matter. I prefer other titles. Like Nanli’s husband."

Nanli’s mind was in turmoil, and she was about to throw herself at Siheng for a hug. But Siheng raised his hand to stop her and turned to look at Qiao Nanyi, saying, "If you’re awake, make a sound. Do you think it’s fun to listen to us say these mushy things?" Qiao Nanyi indeed opened his eyes, and his face was a bit embarrassed. Thanks to the appropriate treatment, his wound had healed about seventy to eighty percent, and he could sit up by himself. He tugged at his clothes and smiled awkwardly, "Your Majesty is amazing; nothing can escape your eyes."

Siheng and Nanli hadn’t seen each other for a long time and indeed wanted to be affectionate. But since Qiao Nanyi was awake, they had to prioritize the important matters. He asked, "Did you see the face clearly? Do you know the details?" Qiao Nanyi was full of self-reproach and knelt down to apologize, "I couldn’t see his face clearly and couldn’t determine who he was. I am incompetent, and that person took the Glassy Bottle." He was too ashamed to say that he, at the early Deity Forming stage, couldn’t last two moves against that person.

Nanli said, "That person can use the Asura Blood Fiend Palm, so he must be a formidable figure from the Asura Clan. Judging by your injuries, he is at least at the third level of Demon Venerable. It’s normal that you couldn’t defeat him; there’s no need to blame yourself." Even Siheng now, in a one-on-one fight, wouldn’t necessarily be his opponent.

Qiao Nanyi was stunned, "Asura?" "The Asura Clan within the Demon Clan," Nanli explained further. Qiao Nanyi instinctively said, "Demon Clan Asura? How could there be Demon Clan Asura here? Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Domain was sealed, and the remaining immortals exterminated all the Demon Clan people outside. Even if there were any who escaped, how could they show up at this time?"

Siheng said, "They must have used some method to hide until now and showed up when the opportunity arose." "Whether it’s suitable or not, they have to show up. According to my memory, if this person is also one of the protectors, his lifespan should be almost up," Nanli finished, glancing back at the empty stone table. The connecting tree roots had been severed. As for the other tree roots, they were withering at a moderate pace.

Siheng’s heart sank, "A’Li, could it be that you had a hand in sealing the Demon Domain back then?" That’s why after she killed Qingwu, the Great Protector and the others hurried to grab the Glassy Bottle. Their goal was to break the seal of the Demon Domain.

Nanli casually replied, "It wasn’t supposed to be me, but at the critical moment, Celestial Emperor Yining said his divine power was greatly diminished, so he came to ask for my help." As a deity, it wasn’t appropriate to get involved in these matters. Getting too entangled could easily invite divine retribution. However, since Celestial Emperor Yining had brought up the lives of the Nine States, she found it hard to refuse.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Nanyi felt even more guilty: "It’s all my fault... I’m not strong enough..." His anger and distress caused his not-yet-healed injuries to worsen slightly, and blood seeped from the corners of his mouth. He had let down His Majesty. He had let down the princess. How could he be so useless!

Nanli, hearing his labored breathing, quickly comforted him, "Don’t take all the blame. The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. There are always times when we can’t guard against everything." Siheng also said, "Instead of wallowing in regret here, you should focus on healing and improving your cultivation. That person isn’t dead, and one day you will surely be able to avenge yourself and retrieve the Glassy Bottle."

Qiao Nanyi’s eyes flickered, and his emotions stabilized. "Yes, Your Majesty." He vowed that he must fight that person again! ƒгeewёbnovel.com

After a brief rest, they left the cave beneath the Spirit Tree. The leaves of the Spirit Tree had completely turned yellow and withered. Penglai Island, which once had many elders and disciples coming and going, now resembled a dead island, in ruins, with not a single person in sight. They moved from the back mountain to the front courtyard. There were many desiccated corpses, likely the elders whose cultivation and spiritual energy had been drained by Yan Luo. As for the disciples, they didn’t seem to have died at the hands of the Demon Clan people but appeared to have perished in internal strife.