Chapter 448 - Shaman

Chapter 448 - Shaman

The Second Deity looked at the golden anklet on her leg.

Her voice quivered as she called out to Li Huowang again. “Senior Li.”

The red veil was wet with five streaks of tears. The Second Deity appeared excited and sad at the same time.

Li Huowang could not look at the Second Deity's Ten Emotions and Eight Sufferings; they were covered by a fog inside her body.

He looked at the Second Deity with a complicated expression. Then he slowly lifted the red veil.

Li Huowang had seen the true face of the Second Deity many times before, so he wasn't surprised to see it. However, the Second Deity looked a little different today.

Her beast-like features were less visible today. Most of what Li Huowang could see was her silver-white fox fur. The Second Deity flattened the fur as much as possible against her face to make herself look better.

Li Huowang looked at the other half of the Second Deity's face—the human part. He stared at the eyes of the Second Deity and noticed how similar she looked to Bai Lingmiao of the past. To him, the Second Deity was now the Bai Lingmiao who had run out of Zephyr Temple with him.

Li Huowang caressed the Second Deity’s face unconsciously. The prickling pain he felt when his fingers touched the scales underneath the fur snapped him out of it.

No, the Second Deity is not Bai Lingmiao. Miaomiao would not forgive me if I treated the Second Deity like this.

Li Huowang’s face fell, and he slowly lowered his hand. Right then, the Second Deity reached out with her hands and their characteristically sharp nails and grabbed Li Huowang's hands tightly.

The Second Deity opened her mouth, revealing her sharp teeth and forked tongue while she tried to speak. Nevertheless, she gave up in the end. The Second Deity covered her face with the red veil again and left with a sob.

Li Huowang did not chase after the Second Deity. He watched her disappear into the darkness before sighing in relief.

He knew the Second Deity was part of Bai Lingmiao; she was the manifestation of Bai Lingmiao's remaining Ten Emotions and Eight Sufferings. However, he really didn’t know how he should treat the Second Deity aside from getting her an anklet too. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

Should he treat her as though she was Bai Lingmiao? Or should he treat them both as Bai Lingmiao? Li Huowang felt that there was no right answer to this problem.

When Li Huowang returned to the crowded dinner party, he was still thinking about the tears in the Second Deity's beast-like eyes. Then he looked at his bowl and realized there was a mountain of meat stacked in it.

Lu Xiucai continued chanting, “The left eye transforms into the sun, and the right eye transforms into the moon. May the celestial bodies light the way and show the sincerity of my prayers.”

The sharp spikes of the short sword had already injured his head. Blood was flowing down from the wound and covering his face. Covered in his own blood, Lu Xiucai looked like a maniac.

“May the gods descend on me with haste! My body for the gods and the gods enter my body! Open the path through the rivers and mountains, and slowly guide me on the path. Hold me close, and guide me through! Shine me in your divine light, and show me!” Lu Xiucai shouted the last verse and stomped the ground hard three times.

Then silence fell over the hall.

Bai Lingmiao frowned when she saw how Lu Xiucai stood there like a statue with a menacing look on his face. She took Chun Xiaoman’s sword and slashed Lu Xiucai’s waist. But rather than cutting him down, the sword struck Lu Xiucai’s body, and a sharp metallic clang echoed.

Bai Lingmiao wasn’t satisfied and tried a few more times, but each time she cut him, she only managed to leave a shallow wound on him.

Chun Xiaoman’s sword had been given to her by Li Huowang. Not only could it cut through evil beings, but it was also capable of slicing through steel like butter. Yet, a sharp sword like that could not leave a deep wound on Lu Xiucai; he was now essentially impenetrable.

Lu Xiucai looked at his own body with excitement.

He had suffered so many beatings just to learn this technique, but he felt every single wound that had been inflicted on him had been worth it.

Lu Xiucai snarled. As his hands trembled with rage, so did the short sword and the flag in his hands.

He shouted, “Damn old man! How dare you hang me up and beat me? Don’t stop me! I will take revenge today! I will snap that old man’s bones myself!”

“You—”

Chun Xiaoman was going to stop him, but Bai Lingmiao stopped her.

Bai Lingmiao said, “We won’t stop you. Go now. Your father drank a lot tonight, so he should be sound asleep.”

Lu Xiucai growled and raised his short sword as he ran towards the exit.

He was about to leave when he slowed his pace and bellowed even louder, “Don’t stop me! I will kill that bastard today!”