After a Fake Death, the Emotionless Dao Senior Sister Became Obsessed - Chapter 84.2

The girl’s foundation was poor, making her unable to practice swordsmanship, but her divination skills were superb.

She smiled and lowered herself, and the divination bead slowly revealed the future.

In the vision, Jiang Yun no longer coughed up blood, her appearance vibrant and bright, she held Gui Ji’s hand and called out affectionately, “A’Ji.”

“The Cloud Water Pavilion on Emerald Peak is complete. While Su Xue and Huai Ning are frantic with work, let’s escape quickly! To see the snow, shall we?”

Gui Ji stared blankly at the scene unfolding. It had been a long time since Jiang Yun had treated her with such intimacy.

Luo Yu’s voice was like an enchantment, “A’Ji.”

“The future cannot be changed… you ultimately believed me, didn’t you?”

Gui Ji picked up an unremarkable dagger and left Emerald Peak.

That day was the Lantern Festival, and the people of Zhongzhou already recognized her, knowing her close relationship with Jiang Yun. They greeted her kindly and waived her drink tab.

Gui Ji’s shoulders trembled uncontrollably. She tightened her grip on the dagger, then let go from exhaustion.

She recalled Jiang Yun traveling through the nine provinces with her, her almond eyes curved in a smile amidst the human world’s fireworks.

Holding her hand, saying that they would spend many more Lantern Festivals in the mortal world.

Gui Ji couldn’t remember how she carried the warm heart blood, collected from people with many distinct faces, back to Emerald Peak.

That night, she shed crimson tears, realizing belatedly that she had fallen into demonhood.

She indifferently wiped away the bloody tears and went to find Jiang Yun.

The expectation that was almost burning in her heart barely concealed the self-loathing of falling into the abyss.

As long as Jiang Yun could recover, she was willing to pay any price.

But through the thin paper window, Gui Ji only heard Jiang Yun and Su Xue talking in the dimly flickering candlelight, their voices cold.

“Things have come to this, Zhongzhou is littered with casualties. Gui Ji was originally an evil stone, her fate is set. Jiang Yun, why are you so insistent on changing her destiny?” It was Su Xue’s voice.

“It was my self-will that led me to take her away from the Immersed Sea. Giving her half of my heart and binding ourselves in a contract was just to suppress her wicked thoughts, but it still failed,” Jiang Yun said.

“Since she has recognized me as her master, I should personally deal with her, break her, and sink her into the Immersed Sea.”

Gui Ji lowered her head.

She heard the beating heart in her chest gradually stop, freezing bit by bit, covered in cold frost.

So, Jiang Yun had been deceiving her with the binding contract.

Jiang Yun’s willingness to give her half of her heart, and her claim of being deeply in love with her, were false.

Jiang Yun… no longer wanted her by her side.

She wanted to throw her back into the Immersed Sea, like discarding trash.

What was she, after all?

Just the treasured sword of Lord Hengwu?

Gui Ji left the gradually cooling vial of heart blood by the door of Jiang Yun’s and her chamber and fled in panic.

But, she still wanted to go see the snow with Jiang Yun.

To hear the woman lean against her ear, her voice soft and tender, saying that they were partners, destined to be entangled for all eternity.

Not some fragile and helpless… relationship between a sword and its master.

The candlelight flickered, swaying with the night wind.

Gui Ji did not hear Jiang Yun’s subsequent, smiling words after a long silence in the room.

“Su Xue, do you want me to do as I just said… to act that way?”

“But, I won’t. I personally brought Gui Ji out of the Immersed Sea. If she commits an evil deed, I share the guilt.”

“Before she sinks into the Immersed Sea, I should go one step ahead.”

Su Xue watched Jiang Yun lift her lips as before, her voice soft and gentle, “Because, I have never viewed A’Ji as some wicked stone or treasured sword.”

“She has always only been a beautiful, mirror-like stone, she is my partner, you see.”

The binding contract between the little fish and the cold stone already went against the moral norms of the mortal world.

What harm was there in adding a few more unconventional strokes?

Since Gui Ji was destined to fall into demonhood and become the Demon Lord, and she could not contend with the Heavenly Dao or rewrite the cycle of reincarnation.

Then in this life, she would take Gui Ji’s place and bear Gui Ji’s fate.

Jiang Yun coughed again, blood scattering like falling plum blossoms, yet she still smiled brightly.

“Is there any solution for the poison in your body?” Su Xue’s heart was utterly gripped with anxiety, “…Who did this?”

Waning half the heart, though it would reduce lifespan, would never result in such internal and external depletion and endless coughing up of blood as now.

Jiang Yun’s gaze followed the space outside the paper window.

There was a girl, standing for a long time, looking even more like a ghost than Gui Ji.

Luo Yu held a mermaid lantern, its dim light illuminating her delicate face, the corners of her lips lifted, smiling obediently at her.

“It’s fine,” Jiang Yun’s voice was gentle and slow.

She didn’t blame Luo Yu, only herself.

In order to no longer be lonely, and to save the little red fish whose kin had all been destroyed in the past, she had allowed many variables to be introduced.

Luo Yu was the biggest variable set by the Heavenly Dao in this life, standing between her and Gui Ji.

Jiang Yun was not afraid to leave this vibrant and charming mortal world.

In the past, after Gui Ji had vanished, she personally smashed the mermaid lantern hidden in the Demon Palace, not caring that she, who was being re-formed by the lantern, might be annihilated. From that moment on, she was no longer afraid.

The mermaid lantern whispered temptingly, saying that she could revive Gui Ji by exchanging something she possessed.

Jiang Yun mercilessly crushed the remnants of the mermaid lantern.

At that time, she was young and reckless, tearfully and stubbornly whispering, “I don’t need your help…!”

“I will personally rewrite A’Ji’s destiny. If she is in this Immersed Sea for ten thousand years, I will wait for ten thousand years, until the day she recognizes me and wishes to reunite with me!”

In Jiang Yun’s hand, she still held the heart that had grown for Gui Ji’s sake, which resembled jade.

Gui Ji’s memories surfaced before her eyes.

She stared blankly, seeing the cold and indifferent woman escape the Buddhist land, waiting alone in Peach Village, looking up, hoping countless times to catch a glimpse of a streak of crimson in the sky.

Seeing Gui Ji hold her broken body, trapped in the dead silence of the Demon Palace, enduring ten thousand years maliciously prolonged by the mermaid lantern.

But in the end, they were still unable to escape the manipulation of fate, once again falling into the same river.

By the door, Jiang Yun picked up the small vial of heart blood that still held the residual warmth of Gui Ji’s fingertips, gripping it in her palm.

She was powerless to contend with the Heavenly Dao anymore.

It was just that… she couldn’t bear to let go of Gui Ji.

She couldn’t bear to think of Gui Ji wandering aimlessly and lonely after her death from the poison, living in a world without her.

If there were a next life, Jiang Yun would no longer be the noble and righteous Lord Hengwu, who sacrificed herself to save the world.

She only wanted to transform into a little red fish, find the taciturn cold stone, curl up into the other’s warm, cool palm, and playfully flick her tail.

Just like when they first met in the Buddhist land, she would innocently and sweetly beg, “Beautiful lady, look at me!”

“Will you be my wife, all right?”

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