CHAPTER 483: CHAPTER 483: HOW MANY SENIOR SISTERS DO YOU HAVE_1

"In this human world that spans a million miles, not a single inch has captured my heart."

Ji Jie sighed softly with her eyes closed, her slender fingers lightly tapping on the throne beneath her, producing a crisp, remarkably rhythmic sound in the vast hall.

The dozens of Grandmasters from Sakura Country outside the hall inexplicably felt a surge of fear. They found their heartbeats synchronizing with the rhythm of the Saint’s fingertips, as if their hearts were being held in someone else’s hand!

TAP.

TAP.

TAP.

Their heartbeats became slower and slower, so slow that it took nearly a minute for a single beat.

Even as Ninth Grade Sword Sect members, whose physical qualities far surpassed those of ordinary people, and who were considered Cultivators halfway onto the Immortal Path, their faces still turned pale. They felt as if they were about to suffocate.

The invisible pressure was simply overwhelming, far too great for them to bear.

Fortunately, Ji Jie opened her eyes, and the terrifying pressure on these human Martial Artists suddenly dissipated.

She looked at the men kneeling before the great hall. They were drenched in sweat, yet their expressions were those of people who had survived a catastrophe. A deep scorn curled her lips.

It took Emperor Qingfeng of the Immortal Domain a full hundred thousand years to help the Human Race break free from their shackles and finally stand tall.

Now... they knelt before her again. It was truly ironic.

Such is the human heart. There were traitors when the Human Race was in peril, and the same holds true in times of prosperity. Ji Jie murmured to herself.

Her gaze moved fluidly, sweeping over the thirteen Ninth Grade Martial Ancestors. The youngest among them was a mere forty years old, but his appearance was that of an extremely handsome twenty-year-old.

Ji Jie gestured with her chin and asked, "You, what is your name?"

As all eyes gathered on him, Mizuno Ki looked around in surprise and exclaimed, "Saint, you... are you asking me?"

Ji Jie nodded.

"I am Mizuno Ki," he replied respectfully. "A peak Ninth Grade Sword Sect practitioner, and the Deputy Chairman of the Sakura Country Sword Association."

"Very well."

A smile appeared on Ji Jie’s face. She paused, then said, "From the Moon, I have always been watching the Moon Sect and providing you with cultivation resources through special channels. I have come to Earth for three things."

"Please speak, Saint! We are willing to go through fire and water for you!" the thirteen powerhouses from Sakura Country chanted in unison.

"First, I’m looking for a tomb. A very dangerous tomb."

"Second, I am looking for a man named Jing Ke. He was quite famous during the Qin Dynasty in Hua Country."

Ji Jie spoke, her voice echoing through the empty hall and causing everyone’s scalp to tingle.

The Qin Dynasty of Hua Country?

That was more than two thousand years ago!

Apart from those powerful beings of the Demon Race who had retired to Sea City or some corner of the land, could any human really live that long?

"I will give you several possible locations. Whoever finds the tomb or locates Jing Ke will be promoted to Deputy Sect Master, with the authority over life and death in the Sect Gate. You will also be rewarded with three thousand Supreme Spirit Stones!"

Ji Jie’s words rang with authority, plunging the hall into a terrifying silence.

Spirit Stones, especially Supreme Spirit Stones, were scarce resources on Earth. On the Moon, they were rarer still. Even Crown Prince Ji Gui was reluctant to use too many Supreme Spirit Stones during his cultivation. To offer a reward of three thousand at once showed just how much Ji Jie was investing in this.

This offer was enough to make anyone on Earth green with envy, not just the Ninth Grade Martial Ancestors of Sakura Country—especially since it meant serving the Saint!

Not many in Sakura Country knew about the Moon Sect, but everyone who joined was a devout and fervent member of the Advent Party. They yearned for the Saint to descend upon Earth with beings from the Moon and create a new world.

Therefore, they would not hesitate to take on these two tasks. They decided they would begin searching for Jing Ke and the tomb in Sakura Country as soon as they left Holy Island.

"As for the third matter..." Ji Jie said to Mizuno Ki indifferently, "Come inside. The rest of you may leave."

"Yes."

The other Martial Ancestors looked at Mizuno Ki with keen envy and regret. He, however, was bewildered, not knowing why the Saint had asked him to stay behind alone.

"Come in," Ji Jie spoke again. "Come before me."

Mizuno Ki dared not hesitate. He stepped into the sacred hall that no one had ever been allowed to enter before, and an inexplicable sense of calm settled over him.

At that moment, the Great Sword Sect practitioner from Sakura Country, a member of the Moon Sect for twenty long years, finally saw the Saint they had all yearned for. She was so beautiful that Mizuno Ki was instantly captivated.

If it weren’t for a sudden, orchid-like whisper by his ear, he might have remained lost in her spell.

"Am I beautiful?"

GULP.

Mizuno Ki shivered inexplicably. Swallowing hard, he looked at the Saint who had somehow appeared right in front of him. He suppressed his inappropriate thoughts and said respectfully, "Saint, your beauty is unparalleled in this world."

Ji Jie’s snow-white hand rested on Mizuno Ki’s shoulder, then moved to caress his face. The intimate gesture sent a profound shock through his heart.

Such a beautiful Saint... could she also be lonely? Could she have kept me here for... for the reason I think?

Mizuno Ki’s eyes flickered, and his breathing uncontrollably quickened.

Ji Jie smiled. "Would you die for me?"

"Willingly!" Mizuno Ki did not hesitate for a moment.

"Very good."

Ji Jie’s palm pierced through Mizuno Ki’s head.

The pupils of the prominent Great Sword Sect practitioner from Sakura Country instantly lost focus, and he died without ever knowing what had happened.

Her palm was stained red with fresh blood.

Ji Jie narrowed her eyes, greedily sucking the warm fluid. She smiled radiantly and said, "Blood is still more delicious. Far tastier than grapes."

...

...

「Nighttime.」

「Haitang Court.」

After tucking his daughter Yiyi into bed, Xu Lai lay down, holding Ruan Tang.

Even though the lights were off and the room was dark, Ruan Tang could sense that Xu Lai was preoccupied. She asked softly, "Xu Lai, what are you thinking about?"

"I’m thinking about my senior sister."

"..."

Ruan Tang said seriously, "Xu Lai, you’re holding your fiancée and thinking about another woman. Is that appropriate? And another thing... just how many senior sisters do you have?"

COUGH, COUGH.

Xu Lai choked, "Just one."

Ruan Tang fell silent. She knew that there had been five people in Xu Lai’s sect, and the other four had all passed away.

Thinking his wife was angry, Xu Lai quickly explained, "Don’t get the wrong idea. My senior sister might still be alive. I was just thinking—"

"Your senior sister is still alive?" Ruan Tang interrupted excitedly.

"It’s just a possibility. But why do you seem more excited than I am?" Xu Lai arched an eyebrow.

"Of course I am," Ruan Tang said, snuggling into his embrace. "Think about it. If you bully me in the future, I can ask our senior sister to beat you up for me. Would you dare to fight back?"

"If she could beat me up, I definitely wouldn’t fight back. She could beat me for a lifetime for all I care," Xu Lai said bitterly.

"That won’t do," Ruan Tang said with a pout. "You’re my man. No one is allowed to hit you but me."

"If you won’t let anyone else hit me, then why would you go to my senior sister?"

"Because I’m afraid you’ll bully me after we get married."

"I can’t wait until after we’re married. I want to bully you right now."

"You scoundrel!"

"..."