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Chapter 496 - 493: "Lord Jiu Shen

Chapter 496: Chapter 493: "Lord Jiu Shen

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After the team had been moving forward for a while, Su Ming’an asked about the content of the sheepskin scroll found in Cici’s room.

"The meaning of this paper is, ’Time Reverser, unable to speak, form unable to materialize, as a raven in the world, can only call out the name of a deity.’" Cici’s tone was very light, "The reason I kept it is because I don’t know what the raven is."

"Isn’t the raven a divine envoy of Bai Shen?" Su Ming’an said.

Cici was silent for a moment, "I’ve never heard of Lord Bai Shen having a divine envoy."

"..." Su Ming’an was slightly stunned. Could it be that the raven hadn’t appeared five years ago?

"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, Cici suddenly began to cough violently.

Her little face was red from the fire’s smoke, her eyes filled with uncontrollable tears.

"Come on up," Su Ming’an pulled up Cici in one motion.

She was still very light, and when she was being carried, her whole body trembled as if she was in great discomfort.

The Soul Stone had no effect against smoke, and after Chushan’s Defensive Barrier had disappeared, Cici began to grow weaker and weaker.

Even, there started to be abnormalities on her body, a squirming feeling emerged beneath her skin.

Feng Qiqi reached out his hand, intending to pass on the curse to her.

Cici actively avoided him.

"You can’t die here," she said, "You must become Clan Leader, as for me... I just need to sleep, once I’m asleep, the disgusting feeling of the curse won’t torment me."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes.

She continued coughing.

At this time, her red cloak was accompanied by her mother, and the Soul Stone in her hand was accompanied by her father.

The first time Su Ming’an pushed open that wooden door and met her in the pitch-black world,

She was still being loved very selflessly.

...

Throughout the journey, Cici’s coughing was unbearably harsh.

Because he was carrying the weakened her, Su Ming’an could no longer easily cut through the flames, the flames that could not harm him but could harm Xiber. Along the way, it was Feng Qiqi who desperately cut through the flames.

"Xiber, hold on," said Feng Qiqi as he charged forward, "if it gets too much... try to fall asleep."

"I can’t sleep," Cici’s emotions were somewhat shattered, her parents had just died before her eyes, how could she possibly fall asleep.

"Then what to do..." Feng Qiqi was also a bit lost, he certainly couldn’t knock Cici unconscious, such a sudden blow makes it easier for the curse to devour a person.

Shadow silently walked alongside, his eyes red, head bowed, seemingly deep in thought.

It was in these desperate times that Su Ming’an’s voice arose.

"Wasn’t there a lullaby?" he said, "Sing it. Maybe you’ll fall asleep after a few lines."

Feng Qiqi was momentarily taken aback.

He heard the girl’s low singing voice start up, like a bubbling stream.

"...in the distant wilderness..."

...

Su Ming’an listened to Cici’s voice from behind and looked straight ahead.

The Emotional Value needed to activate the Judgment Skill had been greatly replenished in this wave, now exceeding four hundred.

In Cici’s gentle singing, he gradually discovered that singing along with her could also increase these Emotional Values.

The standard for obtaining Emotional Value was that actively participating in some events would earn more enhancement.

He harmonized with her, softly singing along.

With his fire-resistant ability, he shielded Cici behind him, while Feng Qiqi covered the rear; Cici was now in the safest position.

"...In the shadow of the lamb, the python, and the raven."

"...I trace your silhouette."

She sang and sang, the light of the Soul Stone sprinkled in her eyes, and her red robe shone even redder and brighter in the firelight.

Xiber was a very strong person, as could be seen from her childhood.

Even when her parents had just died before her eyes, she didn’t shed a single tear.

Even now, when her life was hanging by a thread, with fire and curses threatening her existence, she didn’t cry. She just kept singing.

"...In the fantasy of the blue sky, the stars, and the moon."

"...I chant your name."

They walked on.

Feng Qiqi’s sword-swinging became slower and slower, for he was still too young; even with the corresponding strength, it was hard for his small body to sustain it for long.

In the face of natural disasters, human power eventually comes to an end.

Some lives are too fragile, and even with the power to destroy everything, he could not reverse the lives lost in time.

"...I don’t understand the spring breeze, the lilacs, and the morning dew."

"...I can’t see the ocean, the tides, and the shells."

The soft singing voice floated up in the fervent forest fire.

Cici’s voice was still clear and crisp, more immature than it would be five years later. Her arms were still full of burns from recently embracing her mother, burns that had been lingering for a long time, unable to heal even after many years.

Su Ming’an was walking when he suddenly felt a damp sensation, spreading slowly on his shoulder.

She had sung to the ocean.

Suddenly she cried, crying without warning.

He heard her choked voice:

"...I was born to the night, I don’t understand the day and the light."

"Black ravens perched on trees; I listen to the night’s sounds."

"The light of day is too bright, In your dreams I..."

"How wonderful, the freedom and the light..."

...

[Emotional Value: 450]

...

" — Found you!"

A violent shout suddenly rose from the woods.

With the sound of trees crashing down violently, five figures emerged in the flames.

The Great Elder at the forefront had a flash of golden light, and a strong oppressive force arose invisibly.

"...Found you." His eyes were fierce, staring at Feng Qiqi and Cici as if looking at prey: "Sik, where are Chushan? Where have they hidden? These two truly don’t deserve their roles, how could they just lose a pair of children..."

Behind him, four elders approached in an enclosing manner, their postures highly aggressive, ready to take them down directly.

"Father and mother are dead, they did not abandon us to the end," Feng Qiqi said flatly.

The Great Elder was taken aback, first in disbelief, but he quickly saw the Soul Stone in Cici’s hand.

That Soul Stone was unlike any he had seen before, much larger in size and more transparent than ordinary Soul Stones. Only a person from Qiongdi with formidable strength could turn into such a quality Soul Stone.

"..." He fell silent for a moment, but his heart quickly turned cold: "—Then it’s your turn, Feng Qiqi. The succession ceremony indeed cannot proceed now, we have to wait until you’re of age to hold the next one. If your sister isn’t the most talented person besides you in five years’ time, I can let her go."

As he spoke, his tone was as if he were bestowing alms; his fingers curling to grasp towards Feng Qiqi’s direction.

And at that moment, Cici’s final line of the song was also sung out slowly.

"...how very, very much I longed to meet you."

...

["Before Mom passed away, she would sing me songs,"]

["Even though the songs were difficult, she kept singing. As she sang, I would fall asleep."]

[...Of course, after that, after being exiled from the First Tribe, she learned to sing them herself.]

[Even later, someone carried her through skies filled with flames, singing her this song, but that memory has become more and more blurry.]

[No one sings that song to her anymore.]

...

[Current Emotional Value: 500]

...

Su Ming’an raised his hand.

At this moment, the five imposing elders before him suddenly seemed very small.

He looked down at them with a sudden sense of superiority, feeling as if a three-dimensional being were looking down on two-dimensional beings, like humans watching ants crawling on the ground.

This was perhaps a harbinger of activating the "Judgment" skill.

A streak of blood-red light flashed across his hand. A symbol resembling a set of scales appeared above the heads of the five elders.

...

Previously, when using the "Judgment" skill, Su Ming’an had always targeted individuals. Whether it was a player with considerable combat power like Flora or Majin, they had become like mental invalids after being struck.

He had never witnessed the effect of "Judgment" on a group.

But now, what unfolded before his eyes had exceeded his expectations.

The Great Elder who had just stretched out his hand seemed to suddenly come down with senile dementia; his mouth agape as his golden energy was scattered in an instant, and he sat down hard on the ground.

The four elders standing beside had also stopped all movement like elderly demented patients, and the defenses they inherently possessed disappeared in an instant.

Seizing the opportunity, Su Ming’an immediately activated Spatial Vibration and infused almost all his Mana Points into it.

The horrifying blood-red value jumped before his eyes.

...

[HP-4490! (Weakness Insight! Weakened State Bonus! Break Technique!)]

[HP-4280! (Weakness Insight! Weakened State Bonus! Break Technique!)]

[HP-3908! (Combat Power Suppression! Weakness Insight! Weakened State Bonus!)]

[...]

The hot air waves billowed through his hair. He watched the scene unfold and slowly retracted his hand.

Five figures, twisted like warped sticks, struck heavily to the ground, blood flowing from various parts of their bodies, dyeing the ground covered in withered black grass a thorough red.

After being struck by the inevitable "Judgment," the protective energy inherent in their bodies was automatically withdrawn, forcing them to endure the blow with their flesh.

The effect of "Judgment" was far better than Su Ming’an had anticipated, with even the Great Elder, whose strength was not much different from his own, having his defenses broken in one hit and severely injured before he could even strike back.

It was a skill that allowed one to seize the initiative and did not permit the opponent to evade—a sure-hit skill.

Feng Qiqi stared at this scene in shock, once again realizing that this outsider truly possessed the power to overturn his understanding.

The Great Elder who had not been killed struggled to get up from the ground.

He glared at Su Ming’an with a gloomy look, a bursting energy surging through his body, seemingly intent on self-destructing.

And should he self-destruct here, the cost... would undoubtedly be catastrophic.

"Wait," Feng Qiqi suddenly spoke up, walking to the front of the Great Elder, "I will go back with you."

The Great Elder was slightly taken aback.

"I’m not trying to abandon my responsibilities, nor am I running away," he said. "I will return. But I won’t let you take Xiber with you."

He knew that once he became Clan Leader, Xiber would become the person with the most remarkable talent besides him, and she would be at risk of being used for the Divine Festival. Until he had the power to abolish the ritual, he would not allow her to fall into the hands of the elders.

"I..." The Great Elder was about to rebut when he saw the sword Su Ming’an was pressing against his forehead.

Now was the time to cut their losses; if the Great Elder agreed, he could still take Feng Qiqi back. If he failed to recognize the situation, it would result in mutual destruction.

The Great Elder understood this and agreed to Feng Qiqi’s terms.

Before leaving, Feng Qiqi turned to Su Ming’an:

"Although I don’t know your identity or why you are here,"

his expression had gradually become colder and stiffer, already resembling the future Annihilator.

Growth always comes at a price.

"...but you have been helping us," he said. "May I ask you... to take Cici out of this forest?"

"Ding-dong!"

Su Ming’an received a mission notice.

At that moment, his mission to protect Feng Qiqi was deemed complete, and only the mission to protect Cici remained.

"I will become the Clan Leader," Feng Qiqi looked at Cici again: "Cici, the first thing I will do is abolish the Divine Festival, eradicate the malice in people, and destroy the source of the Evil God’s birth. I will regularly distribute resources to the wanderers around us, and I will... create a stable environment for you."

Cici nodded.

She took a candy wrapped in colored plastic paper out of her pocket.

The candy wrapper bore the marks of being scorched, and the colors on it had faded like withering flowers.

She placed the candy in Feng Qiqi’s palm.

"For you," she said.

Feng Qiqi clenched his hand tightly and wiped away the tears from his face.

"Qiqi, go and become the Clan Leader," Cici said:

"Then in the future, I will overthrow the Black Wall—I will grant you... eternal light and freedom."

"Take care," Feng Qiqi said.

"Take care," Cici nodded.

...

Feng Qiqi and the severely injured elders left.

Their condition was also very poor, and without Soul Stones, it was uncertain whether they could find a sealed building.

Cici was still not asleep; Su Ming’an kept singing to her, more familiar with the songs than she was, as he watched the slowly increasing Emotional Value.

For an action that brought tangible benefits, he was willing to sing. It wasn’t something to be embarrassed about.

After an indeterminate amount of time, he heard Cici’s voice growing weaker.

"Are you really not Lord Bai Shen?" she asked.

In her eyes, aside from an omnipotent Deity, no one else could defeat the Great Elder, especially not an outsider like Su Ming’an who didn’t possess the Power of Curse.

Su Ming’an was about to shake his head when he heard the voice of the Shadow, which had been silent until now.

"Xiber, of course he is not Bai Shen. How could Bai Shen come to save us?" the Shadow paused for a moment.

Then he said something that utterly shocked Su Ming’an:

"...He is Lord Jiu Shen,"

Su Ming’an looked at the Shadow in astonishment.

...What was this seemingly ordinary companion of Xiber talking about?

Just as he was about to refute, he saw the Shadow quickly walk over and grab his hand.