I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 70

“You’ve come.”

“Yiqing, this matter was Wanqi Yanjing’s own doing. It has nothing to do with you, so you don’t need to feel too much guilt. Besides, this way, she won’t be able to come and find trouble with you anymore,” Jiang Yuxiu said.

“Where… are they taking her?” Jiang Yiqing asked. She saw several people holding dharma instruments, binding Wanqi Yanjing inside a golden circular cage woven with celestial magic.

Previously, Wanqi Yanjing had said she wanted to lock her up like a canary; now, she was the one locked up. However, Jiang Yiqing didn’t feel the slightest bit of gratification. Instead, her heart was filled with an indescribable panic.

Wanqi Yanjing’s gaze remained incomparably haughty and unyielding, as if she didn’t care for her predicament in the slightest. Her eyes pierced through the crowd, coldly fixing upon Jiang Yiqing’s face. Jiang Yiqing stared back blankly for a moment, then lowered her head in a daze.

“She will likely be imprisoned,” Jiang Yuxiu said, her eyes devoid of any sympathy. “No matter what, Wanqi Yanjing is the sovereign of a nation. Even if the Empress wishes to punish her, she must discuss it with the Langhuan Immortal Manor. In the short term, her life should be safe. Moreover, one cannot underestimate her; even if she suffers some torture, she likely won’t die easily.”

“…” Jiang Yiqing took a sharp breath and said, “Imperial Sister, I want to return to the Princess Mansion.”

“You’ve been frightened this time. Shall I have the imperial physician go and check on you?”

“There’s no need.”

Jiang Yiqing hailed a sedan chair by the roadside and had the palace servants take her to the Princess Mansion. Seeing that she couldn’t wrap her head around things for the moment, Jiang Yuxiu did not force her. She said something to the palace servants, and they set off with Jiang Yiqing.

Swaying along the road, Jiang Yiqing remained distracted. Her mind kept replaying fragments of her time spent with Wanqi Yanjing over and over again. She didn’t understand—the Heterogeneous Bone Langhua Pendant was no longer on her person, so why was she still thinking so much?

Finally, the sedan chair reached the Princess Mansion. Jiang Yiqing walked inside with weak legs and said to the butler who came forward to greet her, “How many storehouses do I have? Take me to see them.”

The butler didn’t dare ask questions and led the way. Jiang Yiqing followed him in a daze to the first armory.

Upon entering, the profound light and chill emitted by the room full of weapons illuminated her eyes. She hadn’t expected the original owner’s collection to be so extensive.

The butler introduced from the side: “Princess, your storehouses are among the best of all the Princess Mansions. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say they contain treasures from all over the world. To guard these treasures, you also have a dharma treasure called the Gold-Woven Net draped over the storehouse, making it impossible for any petty thieves to steal your riches.”

“…” Jiang Yiqing didn’t care about this. She hadn’t lacked money in her previous life. Within her sight, she saw several weapons that could be converted into fragments; thinking she wouldn’t use them anyway, she sold them immediately.

Just like that, she searched through all the storehouses. Aside from a few items she found decent, everything else was sent into the system. In this way, she finally scraped together enough money to redeem the Crimson Begonia Silk. When the red silk lay in her hand, something strange happened.

As if it had its own will, it wrapped around Jiang Yiqing’s waist and carried her into the air.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Jiang Yiqing cried. “Put me down, I’m afraid of heights!”

The red silk didn’t speak; it simply carried Jiang Yiqing forward, flying out of the Princess Mansion and straight toward the Imperial Palace.

“It’s useless,” Jiang Yiqing said. “I know, you want to find your master. But she’s already been locked up, and I knew nothing about all of this. I was used, do you understand?”

“…”

“Do you want me to save her?”

Naturally, the Crimson Begonia Silk could not speak.

For some reason, when she thought this, Jiang Yiqing’s heart could no longer remain calm. Why should I save her? Do I owe her? I haven’t done anything wrong, have I?

“But Wanqi Yanjing is seriously injured, and I do bear responsibility. I also need to return the red silk to her to settle the score. How about this, I’ll go check on her condition first. That should be fine, right?”

The system said: “Host, go if you wish. Since you have no spiritual roots, even if you use techniques, others will find no trace of you. I recommend learning the Hiding Technique so you can sneak into the palace silently.”

“…Fine.”

Jiang Yiqing didn’t know where Wanqi Yanjing was, but the Crimson Begonia Silk did.

“Good treasure, Wanqi Yanjing is lucky to have a treasure like you,” Jiang Yiqing said as the silk drifted into the Heavenly Prison. Jiang Yiqing saw two words written on the black iron plaque—”Xuan Yuan.”

Along the way, she encountered many prison officials and guards. From the nearby cells came the low, hoarse voices of prisoners. Jiang Yiqing’s scalp felt numb, sensing the heavy yin energy of the place.

After weaving through complex paths, they reached an extremely hidden cell, and the Crimson Begonia Silk finally stopped.

Jiang Yiqing stood outside the cell door, looking at the cross-shaped torture rack made of special materials inside. Wanqi Yanjing’s limbs were nailed to it by the rack’s sharp needles, dripping with blood. Her long hair fell across her front, her noble phoenix-patterned inner robe hung in disarray, and her body was covered in red whip marks.

Jiang Yiqing nearly screamed, but fortunately, the Crimson Begonia Silk tightly covered her mouth.

As if sensing something, Wanqi Yanjing raised her head and flashed a mysterious, eerie smile in Jiang Yiqing’s direction, mouthing the words: “You’ve come.”

Jiang Yiqing recoiled two steps in horror, watching her, unsure of what to do. Although she had hidden her form, the prison was filled with magical fluctuations and nets; if she made even a slight sound, she would be discovered.

Just as Jiang Yiqing was in a panic, a voice came from behind her.

“To be able to capture Wanqi Yanjing this time, we really have to thank you for your brilliance, First Princess.”

Startled, Jiang Yiqing quickly shrunk into a corner, letting two people stand where she had originally been.

“Wanqi Yanjing, you certainly have spirit. I didn’t expect the Immortal-Slaying Piercers to fail to make you lose consciousness. Just how much suffering have you endured? Could it be you have some masochistic hobby?”

Jiang Yiqing was well aware of those wounds. To her surprise, Wanqi Yanjing gave a brilliant smile in the cell, showing no sign of being broken. She said, “I must thank the First Princess. Though you use private torture, you don’t dare take my life all at once; otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to explain yourself.”

“You overestimate yourself. Now that you’ve entered the Xuan Yuan Heavenly Prison, do you still think you’re getting out?”

“I will not only get out,” Wanqi Yanjing said, “but that Heterogeneous Bone Langhua Pendant is an item of my clan, and you shall return it exactly as it was.”

The First Princess seemed provoked to laughter.

“Hahaha, you sure are stubborn,” the First Princess said loudly. “Wanqi Yanjing, people say you became an immortal at the age of three. I wondered how powerful you were, but it turns out you’re nothing more than this! Now that you’ve fallen into my hands today, do you realize you’ve lost the qualification to be Empress? …Wait, you seem to be the only child of the Wanqi family? Doesn’t that mean after you die, your Qin Country will perish? Let the Phoenix Map Immortal Manor select a new Empress to take your place. From now on, who will even know you were once a genius? A fallen genius is worse than a beaten dog!”

“Is that so? I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed.”

After speaking, Wanqi Yanjing’s meaningful gaze once again drifted imperceptibly toward where Jiang Yiqing was hiding.

“You’re at death’s door, so stop acting grand,” the First Princess said. “Do you know why you lost to me?”

“Why?” Wanqi Yanjing asked. “I am quite curious. How did Princess Anxu, as a woman, manage to cast aside her dignity to serve as a spy in my palace?”

“…” The First Princess’s expression froze for a moment before she put on a mocking look. “At this critical juncture, you still can’t forget women. Wanqi Yanjing, you deserve to die here!”

“You can’t say why? You petty person, do you think that by using treachery to harm me, you can make your mother look at you differently?”

“Fine, then I’ll let you die knowing the truth!” The First Princess formed seals with both palms, and in an instant, a water mirror appeared.

“Immortal, Immortal, why do I have no spiritual roots? Why does everyone know magic, yet I am a useless waste?” The young Jiang Yiqing was seen kneeling before the statue of the Zhai Country’s ancestors, palms pressed together, asking the ancestor this question in a childish voice.

“Yiqing, you are the incarnation of a vermilion fruit from atop the Wutong Sacred Tree. Ten thousand years ago, the Fusang Yao Fire destroyed the Wutong Sacred Tree, and only you survived by falling into a rocky crevice. You are the only existence Zhai Country can use to counter Qin Country. You must not belittle yourself; if one day Qin Country brings the flames of war, you shall be the one to lure and slay them!”

The First Princess spoke slowly: “This is Princess Anxu’s heavenly duty in the mortal realm. Wanqi Yanjing, do you still think you can escape now?”

Jiang Yiqing shook her head frantically. No, I didn’t know. I traveled here; how could I possibly have some constitution for slaying phoenixes? This must be a conspiracy, yes! A conspiracy!

However, Wanqi Yanjing’s expression seemed to dim slightly. She said, “I didn’t expect that my sincere heart was apparently given to the wrong person. Therefore, I have changed my mind.”

“What?”

“I want that Jiang Yiqing to be my plaything, to atone to me for the rest of her life! Furthermore, I shall burn your Zhai Country to the ground!” As soon as she finished speaking, a golden light erupted in Wanqi Yanjing’s eyes. She actually forcibly broke free from the Immortal-Slaying Piercers. Her limbs bled profusely, but she seemed to have no sensation of it.

Amidst the First Princess’s shock, the cell door exploded. Countless wooden splinters, carried by a surging blast of air, rushed out, causing the walls to collapse.

Before Jiang Yiqing could realize what was happening, Wanqi Yanjing lunged forward and grabbed her by the waist. She said, “Considering you had the courage to come see me, I will spare your life.”

The Crimson Begonia Silk carried the two of them up on the wind, the roof crumbling away. In an instant, Jiang Yiqing finally saw the sky and the enraged face of the First Princess.

“Jiang Yiqing, you dare to conspire with her?”

Jiang Yiqing realized that the Hiding Technique had lost its effect because Wanqi Yanjing had seen through it.

“…” Thinking that she shouldn’t lose face even if she lost the fight, Jiang Yiqing replied, “First Princess, you shouldn’t plot against others without letting them in on the game.”

Wanqi Yanjing didn’t seem to intend to linger. Her expression was volatile as she pinched an obscure spell, causing her and Jiang Yiqing to vanish instantly from the spot.