Chapter 1377: Mother, Is What He Said True?
Star Lord Yuan Qing bowed and said, "Your Majesty’s foresight is remarkable; the Demon Lord indeed sent demons to track the little fairy."
"Still, the little fairy heeded Your Majesty’s advice and did not rush to deal with them."
"This way, the Demon Lord cannot determine what the little fairy does every day, and when these demons let their guard down, they’ll be caught in one fell swoop!"
As he spoke, he lowered his head, looking at the minor demons with disdain, and coldly snorted.
"A bunch of inept creatures, and they want to spy on me?"
Jing Jia nodded, her tone indifferent: "There’s no need to boast. The reason I agreed to reshape your Primordial Spirit is because you vowed to make amends for your past deeds."
"As long as this time, you join forces with the Demon Clan to help the Heavenly Court capture the Demon Lord, I can absolve you of your crimes and make you one of the Daluo Golden Immortals!"
Star Lord Yuan Qing could barely contain his joy.
He rushed to kneel and kowtow on the ground: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your great kindness and virtue! The little fairy will definitely go all out."
"I’ve already informed the Demon Clan; today, as we unite with the Heavenly Court, we will ensure the Demon Lord dies without a resting place!"
The blood in Bai Zhi’er’s body almost dropped to freezing point.
She couldn’t control her trembling, even her fingertips were shaking.
No wonder Star Lord Yuan Qing, whose Primordial Spirit she shattered, was still able to come back to life.
This was because there was someone with stronger mana, Jing Jia, who helped him reshape his soul!
The so-called Divine Enthronement ceremony turned out to be an execution order for Feng Fuce!
Jing Jia gestured: "You return to the Yaochi Palace first; don’t let anyone notice anything amiss, and wait for an opportunity to take action nearby."
"Yes." Star Lord Yuan Qing was about to leave.
Suddenly, outside the Thunder Punishment Hall, a fierce light flew in, carrying an energy like a broken army!
Star Lord Yuan Qing raised his hand to block it, but his mana was no match, and Bai Zhi’er’s strike hit his shoulder, severing his entire left arm!
He immediately screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
Jing Jia was surprised, looking up sharply: "Zhi’er!"
Bai Zhi’er stood at the entrance, the wind lifting her platinum gown, her stance in the backlight rendering her features indistinguishable.
Yet her voice was icily cold.
"Mother, why did you lie to me? If I hadn’t discovered it, how long did you intend to hide it from me?"
Jing Jia approached: "Some matters have not reached the time to reveal them to you; Mother would never harm you!"
As she spoke, she reached for Bai Zhi’er’s wrist.
"Come back with Mother first!"
However, Bai Zhi’er turned her body to evade.
This time, the mother and daughter stood opposite each other at the door, allowing Jing Jia to clearly see her expression.
Bai Zhi’er’s beautiful, dark eyes glistened with tears and anger.
"What is this all about? I want to know the truth!"
At this moment, Star Lord Yuan Qing let out mocking laughter.
He stood up, clutching his mangled shoulder.
Star Lord Yuan Qing stared at Bai Zhi’er: "Even now, does the Little Empress still not understand?"
"The reason Your Majesty is unconscious is to make room for you, the Emperor, to smoothly take over!"
"Requiring a hundred Merits was to give you time so that when you come of age at fifteen, your originally sealed mana would be restored."
"All of this is to deal with the Demon Lord!"
"Your Majesty has meticulously planned just so the Emperor can seamlessly inherit the great responsibility of the Heavenly Dao, Emperor, how could you be angry?"
As he spoke, Star Lord Yuan Qing actually started to laugh, his gaze filled with malice.
It seemed he held on to how Bai Zhi’er shattered his cultivation.
Bai Zhi’er glanced at him with an icy gaze.
She lastly asked Jing Jia, "Mother, is what he said true?"