After a Fake Death, the Emotionless Dao Senior Sister Became Obsessed - Chapter 81.2

The Ancient Dragon race was annihilated.

Jiang Yun’s name spread throughout the Nine Provinces; countless people flocked to her, showering her with praise, honoring her as “Lord Hengwu.”

But no one cared that Jiang Yun had also lost the only kin she had in the world.

The Merman race was extinct, and the ancient dragons were also gone; she became the only strange “fish-dragon” in this world.

Jiang Yun seemingly didn’t care.

She opened up a cave dwelling underwater, instructing small fish, shrimp, and crabs to arrange the wedding ceremony for her. When tired, she leaned into Gui Ji’s arms, playfully asking to take a nap.

Gui Ji naturally indulged her.

But gradually, she discovered that she was starting to lose control of herself.

When she came to her senses, an unknown person had already left ambiguous marks on Jiang Yun.

The girl’s eyes were red from crying, her wrists still bore the marks of chains, and she was so exhausted she was unconscious, unable to struggle in her arms.

That was her malice, her nature.

The other self that had been split from her.

The evil thought often pressed against her ear, urging her, How could Little Fish stay for a dull, cold stone? Unless, Little Fish stopped swimming joyously.

Gui Ji increasingly struggled to distinguish between reality and illusion.

She would sometimes suffer auditory hallucinations of Jiang Yun abandoning her for falling into demonhood. At other times, she would have visual hallucinations, watching the scarlet figure forsake her, coldly stating she would not form a bond with a stone whose nature was fundamentally evil.

But when she opened her eyes again, Little Fish was being choked by her throat, her face slightly pale, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

She clawed at Gui Ji’s hand, bewildered and helpless, struggling to call out, “…A’Ji?”

Gui Ji frantically let go.

Yet, Jiang Yun seemed not to mind, still affectionately intimate with her, unguarded, dreaming about their future.

She spoke of injecting her cultivation into the spirit meridians, so ordinary people could also practice swordsmanship and cultivation;

She said that this way, the world’s demonic filth could be cleansed, demonic energy would have no place to hide, and all things would return to the clear sky (Gui Ji).

Gui Ji’s eyes dimmed bit by bit.

But she was already a demon.

The future Little Fish desperately sought to reach would be her demise.

When that time came, would Jiang Yun still choose her?

Would she still adore her, and be willing to love her?

Outside the cave dwelling, the blowing and singing of the shrimp and crabs sounded particularly grating. Gui Ji’s consciousness was hazy; in a daze, it seemed like red candles were hung high before her eyes, and her lips tasted the wedding cup wine.

When her consciousness returned to clarity, her hands were already stained with stickiness.

Jiang Yun was obediently embraced by her, her breath faint, her eyelids half-closed, and a horrifying bloody hole was in her chest.

Yet, as Gui Ji frantically raised her hand to staunch the flow, Jiang Yun gently held her wrist.

Her lips were pale, but her smile was as usual, “A’Ji, you… are back?”

“I was waiting… to marry you.”

Bloody tears streamed down Gui Ji’s cheeks; she shook her head, feeling as though she had fallen into an ice cave.

“…I know,” Jiang Yun lightly kissed her wrist bone. “I knew you were a demon, a cold stone whose nature was fundamentally evil, I’ve always… known.”

“But, I want you to jump out of the shackles of fate, just like… me.”

“Did it… hurt, blocking that demonic blow for me?” The girl coughed up a lot of blood. “Now, I can feel it too.”

“If there is a next life, I will still find you. I will make you become the way you were when we first met… transparent like a mirror.”

Crimson soaked Gui Ji’s vision.

She remained silent, sitting blankly in the cave dwelling for a full three days, until the warm body in her arms grew cold, the tears of the red candles dripped onto the table, and silence enveloped her ears.

Gui Ji came to the outside of Taocun, to Beizhou, Dongze, and all the places she had traveled with Jiang Yun.

She heard the ordinary people Jiang Yun had desperately tried to protect, who, with the spirit meridians, progressed in their cultivation by leaps and bounds. They talked boastfully, yet they didn’t even know of Jiang Yun’s demise.

Gui Ji raised her hand, and driven by her inherent nature, she slaughtered indifferently, staining the spirit meridians with the crimson Little Fish loved.

Beizhou, Zhongzhou, Dongze.

She only spared Taocun, the place where she and Little Fish had reunited.

Fresh blood dyed the Nine Provinces red; the demonic energy gradually solidified, gathering into a vast, boundless sea of blood.

Gui Ji heard that those who feared her called the sea of blood the “Immersed Silence Sea.”

She didn’t pay much attention.

She was just thinking, Jiang Yun loved to swim upstream in the waters; if she returned to look for her, and saw this sea of blood, would she reveal a bright smile?

Would she sweetly call her “A’Ji,” and still marry her?

Gui Ji built a Demon Palace in Taocun, near the barren mountain.

She placed Jiang Yun’s now-cold body on a jade couch with ice-spirit patterns, holding her obsessively day and night, kissing the frost-laden eyelashes of the girl.

Little Fish was afraid of the cold; she had wanted to immerse herself in a hot spring with Little Fish.

But as soon as she entered the water, crimson spread across the entire surface.

It was as if to blatantly remind her that she had personally used a dagger to pierce Jiang Yun’s chest.

Gui Ji had to use the ice jade bed to lock Jiang Yun’s soul essence.

She frantically searched the Nine Provinces for a magic artifact that could reshape the soul, and finally found a Merman Lamp in the former territory of the Merman race.

The Merman Lamp consumed Jiang Yun’s soul completely, and said that it needed an equivalent exchange.

But Gui Ji was originally an inanimate object; how could she trade life for life?

She could only exchange long, arduous days, repeatedly re-experiencing the pain of losing Little Fish.

Within the Immersed Silence Sea, the flow of time abruptly slowed.

One year in the mortal world was stretched into ten thousand years in the demonic realm by the Merman Lamp.

Gui Ji waited alone in the Demon Palace for countless years.

She did not know how many tens of thousands of years.

When the Merman Lamp extinguished, she broke out of the Immersed Silence Sea, feeling as if an eternity had passed, and realized that the mortal world had long undergone cycles of reincarnation.

The ancient dragons were extinct, the demonic energy flourished, and then it was suppressed by the Xuanmen (Mystic Sect).

And the Xuanmen was corrupt, greatly slaughtered by the reappeared Ancient Dragon race. Cultivators fled in panic, calling out the name “Zhu Yin.”

The current ruler of the Ancient Dragon race.

Gui Ji was unconcerned.

She rushed to the great swamp in Dongzhou, and from a distance, she glimpsed a figure on a small boat, a figure reshaped by the Merman Lamp.

Dazzling scarlet, mixed with white like new snow.

The girl rubbed her eyes, curiously pulling at the clothes on her body, trying to cover the remaining fish tail after her transformation with the fabric.

She peered out, joyfully using the shimmering water surface as a mirror.

But suddenly, she saw a snow-white figure behind her, like an illusion.

Little Fish turned around blankly, and was engulfed by the cold, damp aura of the woman. Before she could escape, she was held by the wrist and pressed into a soft embrace.

“Hmm, hmm?” She hadn’t learned the language of the mortal world yet.

But glimpsing Gui Ji’s aloof face, like a banished immortal, her cheeks suddenly blushed, her eyes wide, staring at the other without concealment.

The woman slightly curved her lips at her.

The knuckles clasped around her waist tightened, rubbing against her soft, rising and falling chest, and a telepathic message was conveyed to her.

“I finally found you.”

“…My Little Fish.”

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