Chapter 225: 225 To Goryeo Nation (the first watch of the night)

It took Zheng Chuyi quite a while to speak, "It’s okay, it’s not your fault! Jia Zhuo, I know you’ve done your best. If anyone’s to blame, it’s that mortal. If it hadn’t been for her, how could I have ended up like this? Don’t cry, I really don’t blame you."

The more Zheng Chuyi said this, the stronger the guilt on Jia Zhuo’s face became, "Sister Chuyi, I’m sorry, it’s my fault for not being strong enough and causing you to be wronged. Rest assured, I will avenge you for sure."

As she spoke, Jia Zhuo’s voice also began to grow hoarse.

"I really don’t blame you," said Zheng Chuyi as she reached out and grasped Jia Zhuo’s hand, trying to be strong and comforting her, "We’ve been the best of sisters since we were young. Talking like this is too formal. I have to thank you today. If it weren’t for you, I might have..." The rest of the words seemed to get stuck in Zheng Chuyi’s throat, unable to be voiced.

"Sister Chuyi," upon hearing this, Jia Zhuo suddenly burst into tears. She hugged Zheng Chuyi tightly and sobbed, "I’m sorry, Sister Chuyi, I’m sorry."

Zheng Chuyi had always been a standout in the Superpower World, never subject to such humiliation before.

Moreover, she was humiliated in such a way by a lowly mortal who had schemed against her.

Jia Zhuo felt extreme injustice and pain on behalf of Zheng Chuyi.

This further strengthened Jia Zhuo’s determination to seek revenge for Zheng Chuyi.

"It’s okay, it’s okay," although she said it was okay, Zheng Chuyi’s tears also suddenly welled up, but hidden behind those tears were a sinister ferocity and towering hatred.

One day, she would make that despicable mortal suffer total defeat and disgrace!

To be spurned by everyone.

To live a fate worse than death!

To descend to the Eighteen Layers of Hell!

"Jia Zhuo, when you came to the mortal realm, did you bring any Spiritual Medicine prepared by the Elder?" Zheng Chuyi asked casually.

Her low voice clearly carried a sobbing tone, leaving one unguarded.

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhuo stopped crying, looking puzzled, "I did. Sister Chuyi, why do you ask?"

Zheng Chuyi smiled faintly, accentuating the tear at the corner of her eye, and then asked, "Do you have any medicine that can heal wounds quickly?"

"Medicine for rapid wound healing?" Jia Zhuo thought for a moment, then said, "I brought Ice Dew, just in case."

As she spoke, Jia Zhuo took out a blue transparent porcelain bottle from her pocket.

The small bottle radiated a faint Spiritual Energy.

A black pill lay quietly inside the bottle.

"Why is there only one?" Zheng Chuyi frowned slightly.

Hearing this, Jia Zhuo scratched her head and said somewhat embarrassedly, "On my way here, I saw two fellow junior brothers being bullied by outsiders, so I used a few Ice Dew on them. Sister Chuyi, what do you need this for? Are you injured somewhere?"

At the last question, a look of concern appeared on Jia Zhuo’s face.

"I see." Zheng Chuyi nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I understand. I’m fine, but could you give me the last Ice Dew? I have another use for it."

Having at least one is better than none. One Ice Dew should be able to reduce a three-month recovery period to just one month. This way, she wouldn’t have to wait an additional three months.

"Of course, it’s not anything special." With that, Jia Zhuo handed the Ice Dew in her hand to Zheng Chuyi.

Taking the porcelain bottle from Jia Zhuo, a flash of an indiscernible emotion passed through Zheng Chuyi’s eyes, her tone soft, "The Elder’s Ice Dew is indeed a rare and precious thing,"

Her ultra-gentle tone, in stark contrast to the fierce expression on her face, seemed chilling at first glance.

It sent shivers down one’s spine.

Even Jia Zhuo had never seen Zheng Chuyi with such an expression before.

Jia Zhuo’s brows furrowed slightly, feeling a numbness in her heart.

Unsure of what Zheng Chuyi was contemplating.

Although Jia Zhuo looked down on the people of the mortal realm deep down, she was not inherently bad.

"Jia Zhuo," Zheng Chuyi dropped the fierce look from her face, her eyes softening as she looked at Jia Zhuo, as if the venomous person from before wasn’t her at all, still speaking in an ultra-soft voice, "Do me a favor."

Looking at the harmless and benevolent Zheng Chuyi in front of her, Jia Zhuo almost thought she had just had an illusion.

Yes, it must have been an illusion.

The kind-hearted number one beauty of the Superpower World, how could she show such an expression?

"Sister Chuyi, you say it. As long as it’s something I can do, Jia Zhuo will go through fire and water," Jia Zhuo said, looking steadfastly at Zheng Chuyi.

She owed Sister Chuyi and would spend this life repaying it.

Even if it meant climbing a mountain of swords or descending into a sea of flames.

She would never forget the girl in red, stunning as fire, on Everpeace street.

Nor would she forget the smile that had warmed her entire winter and would now light up her entire future.

"Can you take this Ice Dew and make a trip to Goryeo Nation tomorrow?" Zheng Chuyi’s gaze was deep, making it hard to discern her true emotions.

Her complexion was still as pale as paper, looking a bit pitiful and helpless. Such an appearance invariably evoked pity in others.

No one could see just how dark or how gloomy her heart was.

"Goryeo Nation?" Jia Zhuo was a bit puzzled, frowning slightly in confusion, "Chuyi sister, what are we going to do there?"

Zheng Chuyi’s lips curved slightly, her clear voice carrying a touch of hoarseness that made it sound particularly eerie.

"There’s a very important task to be done," Zheng Chuyi’s eyes narrowed slightly, coldness filling her pitch-black pupils.

Fortunately, she had been prepared and had a backup plan, or else she really wouldn’t have been able to resolve the crisis at hand.

Seeing Zheng Chuyi like that, Jia Zhuo grew even more confused, "Chuyi sister, what is this very important task?"

What task was so important that it required a personal visit?

"Jia Zhuo, go back and prepare. And then you must make a trip to Goryeo Nation tomorrow. Once there, find a Beauty Plastic Surgery Hospital and in the inpatient department find a woman named Shen Minjie and give her the Ice Dew. She’ll know what to do with it," Zheng Chuyi instructed in an orderly fashion.

Her beautiful eyes flickered with shades of chill and cunning.

Though Jia Zhuo didn’t understand, she didn’t ask for specifics, simply nodding and saying, "All right, Chuyi sister, I understand. If I go tomorrow, can you manage on your own?"

Jia Zhuo was still a bit worried about Zheng Chuyi’s current physical condition.

"I’ll be fine," Zheng Chuyi patted Jia Zhuo’s hand, "Don’t worry about me."

Zheng Chuyi’s smile was light, and aside from her pale face, she seemed to have no other issues.

"Also," Zheng Chuyi added, "after you find her, just say you were sent by Madame Nine."

"Don’t worry about me handling things, Chuyi sister," Jia Zhuo nodded with firm determination.

"Jia Zhuo," Zheng Chuyi clutched Jia Zhuo’s hand, warmth visible in her eyes, "Thank you for your trouble."

Jia Zhuo chided, "Chuyi sister, this is what I should do; you make me feel like an outsider by saying that."

"Jia Zhuo, don’t you want to ask why I’m sending you to Goryeo Nation?" Zheng Chuyi continued.

"Chuyi sister," Jia Zhuo showed a very sincere smile towards Zheng Chuyi, "I trust your character, so there’s no need to ask."

Besides, Ice Dew was a Spiritual Medicine meant for healing wounds; she really didn’t need to worry about anything.

She had known Zheng Chuyi for so many years, and she knew very well the kind of person Zheng Chuyi was.

How could someone who couldn’t bear to step on an ant be capable of doing something harmful or outrageous?

Therefore, she didn’t need to know the reason.

Nor did she need to ask why.

Like Jiang Mubai, she trusted Zheng Chuyi absolutely, without any guard.

"Jia Zhuo," Zheng Chuyi’s eyes, glistening with tears, looked at Jia Zhuo, "Thank you."

That thank you carried too many emotions.

It made both of them embrace and cry.

Only, one was heartfelt and genuinely moved.

The other harbored ulterior motives, feigning sentiment and compassion.

**

In a corner of Capital City.

Under a silent starry sky.

A young man and woman stood beneath a sturdy sycamore tree, both gazing up at the heavens.

"The mundane world is better after all," said the woman standing next to the man softly, with a sigh, "to see such beautiful stars, to taste so many delicious foods, to see so many interesting people. Staying in the chilly Underworld all the time, I’m nearly suffocated to death. I wish I could stay here forever, breathing the wonderful air."

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