Venerated Venomous Consort

Before he was done explaining, a sudden rush of cold wind interrupted him. “Fan Qianshi, I did not know about that part of your plan,” an icy voice could be heard echoing in the air.

A lady in a green dress arrived at the scene. The demon made her way here in time to hear the story.

She was still carrying Gu Xijiu’s body, but her aura was completely different. Nonetheless, her face remained the same.

A layer of dark energy surrounded her body while the resentful spirits terrifyingly continued their ghastly howls.

Surprisingly, she seemed aware of their conversation, as observed from her boiling rage. She looked at Fan Qianshi fixedly with a sense of hostility. “Bastard! How dare you challenge me!?”

Fan Qianshi was dumbstruck. Things had taken a very sharp turn for him.

He already set up a secured perimeter with a layer of wizardry barrier that was soundproof. Their conversations were only meant for their ears. How did the demon find out about it?

“Master, don’t you listen to them! They are trying to drive a wedge between us,” Fan Qianshi quickly explained.

The demon refused to listen to him any further. With a smug, she rushed toward him at an astonishing speed. “Are you trying to deny it? I have heard everything! Fan Qianshi, I would love to see how you plan to rebel against your own master!”

Fan Qianshi did not know what to tell her to ease the situation.

He wanted to give her an excuse or some sort of reason, but the demon refused to listen to him any longer. She overheard their conversation from the corner and thought that it was enough information for her to confirm Fan Qianshi’s revolting behavior. She offered no second chance to him. A deadly fight was inevitable.

At this point, the demon’s spiritual power was at its highest. As soon as she struck her first move, the sky was immediately obscured with layers of dark clouds. In a mist of black fog, the sand particles had turned into sharp weapons. As if braving a raging storm, it would surely be a very tough fight for Fan Qianshi.

Unfortunately for him, there was no time for him to explain any further. He had to focus and fight for his life.

Both of them started engaging each other with powerful moves that made the sky feel as though it was falling apart. The raging wind that entered the fray made the surrounding air filled with sand and dust.

The boulders and rocks in the desert seemed to be shattered as a result of their battle. The only boulder that remained was the one that housed Di Fuyi and Gu Xijiu. It stood against the raging storm and remained unaffected.

…

Gu Xijiu watched as the fight went on for a while and sighed. She started directing a directed audio message to Di Fuyi, “Their moves are more or less the same. The demon obviously possesses her memory from her previous life. They really do seem like a master and a disciple.”

“A master and a disciple in their previous lives,” Di Fuyi corrected.

“Do you think I mistreated him before? Would I bring him down all because of you?”

Di Fuyi rubbed her hair gently and said, “Who knows what happened previously? It is our past anyway” He then sighed before continuing, “I have no memory about that, too. However, I am pleased that you and I were already madly in love, even in our previous lives.”

The fight was still ongoing in a state of chaos and darkness and victory still hung in the balance.

Nevertheless, all Gu Xijiu could think about now was Di Hao. “I wonder how Hao-Er is doing at the moment? Has he fallen into the cruel hands of Fan Qianshi?”

Di Fuyi reassured, “Worry not. Hao-Er is still well and alive.”

“Really? How do you know?” Gu Xijiu was surprised by his tone of confidence.

“A telepathic connection between a father and a son.”

He hid the truth from her that Di Hao was the Master of the Heavenly Law. If anything happened to him, there would be odd happenings everywhere to indicate his death. Also, Di Fuyi would be able to sense it.

In this case, no news means good news. The boy was still alive and well. The only question was where he was hiding.

Gu Xijiu knew that Di Fuyi would not joke with her about the safety of their child, so she finally felt slightly relieved.