A life of clearness

Chapter 684 Leaving
Ji Hui fell to the ground. The intense stimulation made her unable to even think of standing up until someone squatted beside her.

"Prince Jin is the pride of the Buddha Tower. It is not easy for him to die in the territory of the Venerable Realm. Besides..." Rong Qing said gently, "The fact that he was able to successfully summon his future body shows that he has a bright future. This is a great event that will take him to the next level."

"..." Ji Hui watched as a female Taoist priest fished out the body of Prince Jin and the Ying Snake from the lake, fed him a pill to help the medicinal power dissolve, and then stood with her hands hanging down, silently observing Prince Jin's recovery.

The recovery of the body is visible to the naked eye, but what about the soul and mind?

"I, I don't want to care about these things anymore." Ji Hui lowered his head.

"Oh?" Rong Qing didn't care about her image. She squatted with one hand supporting her chin. "But I just heard King Jin say that from now on, you are the only one. Although it is a promise made by the future body, I think King Jin will not break it after he wakes up."

"Even if Ah Shang understands my feelings, what does it matter? I'm already tired. I'm so tired, ever since he said..."

From the moment he said that he preferred His Highness Yu Yu to occupy the Jin Palace, Ji Hui's world, this fragile world, collapsed.

The title inheritance, the Ten Thousand Dharma Stele Forest, these opportunities that ordinary cultivators would never get in their lifetime were given by King Jin without any refusal. Ji Hui had no right to say no. A weak furnace tripod had a fate like duckweed. Therefore, the high and mighty Wansheng Daojun only regarded her as a tool to stimulate King Jin to fight against Haijiu.

She still remembers what Ah Shang said, "You shouldn't have come here." Yes, such a sloppy ending just shows that their meeting was a mistake from the beginning.

Would Ah Shang know how scared and lonely she was when she was despised and excluded in the Jin Palace?

Would Ah Shang know how much she was looking forward to the future when she touched her bulging belly when she was pregnant?

Would Ah Shang know the secret joy in the woman's heart when she saw him for the first time?

Ji Hui never blamed A Shang, the one who chose only her among hundreds of women, the one who led her out of the quagmire.

But in the end, Ah Shang is Ah Shang, the King of Jin is the King of Jin, and Ji Hui has to be his own Ji Hui.

"It would be abnormal if you weren't tired when you're with someone like the King of Jin." Rong Qing simply sat on the ground. "You've been able to tolerate him for so many years because you're kind-hearted. Since you're tired, it's not bad to leave here and have a good rest. I think you've already made a plan in mind."

"Yes. I..."

"No need to tell me." Rong Qing waved her hand. "If you want to leave, leave now. Things are going to change... I wish you a smooth journey without worries or fears."

Ji Hui was also a person who had inherited Qiu Sang's legacy, so he naturally knew that Rong Qing's blessing contained the art of spiritual words, which brought her some luck.

She suddenly leaned forward and hugged Rong Qing tightly. The body in her arms was solid and strong, yet so warm, it was the silent tenderness of His Highness Yu Rong.

"I, Ji Hui, have been helped many times by Your Highness, and I have no way to repay you. I am willing to offer a tablet of longevity to Your Highness for the rest of my life. I wish Your Highness can get what he wants and what he asks for."

Rong Qing hugged her back and said okay.

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"Your Highness treats Ji Hui differently." Daoist Lord Yan Lu smiled at Rong Qing. With so many great monks present, Ji Hui's little moves could not be hidden from them. What kind of treasure was in the jade hairpin stuffed into Rong Qing's sleeve was beyond the reach of these Daoists. If it was just an ordinary storage bag, the Daoist Lord's powerful divine sense would have directly known what was inside. But only Rong Qing, whose divine sense recognized the master, could know what was in the jade hairpin.

"It was fate that we met on the Wind God Boat." Rong Qing replied respectfully, "We are thousands of miles apart from each other. She just wanted to express her feelings. If I refuse, it will make her sad."

"Yes, with her ability, she can't afford to give a valuable gift. After all, the thought is the most important." Yan Lu Daojun seemed to have a hidden meaning, but it also seemed that he was just talking casually. "It is rare to have a true friend in life. Your Highness should exchange your sincerity for yours, so that both of you will not let each other down."

"Senior..." Rong Qing pursed her lips, "I see that His Royal Highness Prince Jin's body is fine, but his spirit is extremely volatile, a sign of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside. I wonder if His Royal Highness Prince Jin can make it to the final selection."

"Well...if he can't catch up, it means we are not destined to be together." Daojun Yanlu suddenly made a joke, and then she laughed: "However, even if he is still unconscious, he will definitely be sent to the Mountain and Sea Monument, and only there, the Lord Dongchen dare not act rashly. Alas, I really didn't expect that the future incarnation of King Jin would have such fighting power, and we were unable to rescue him in time."

Rong Qing was speechless. Even if the future King Jin was a Dao Lord, there were so many Dao Lords present that they could easily suppress King Jin. Moreover, Haijiu had two Dao Lords of the Demon Clan to escort him. If it weren't for the Dao Lords of Beitian who stopped him, would the Dao Lords of the Demon Clan have been too late to save him?

Rong Qing believed that some Daojuns were not aware of the plan of the Buddha Lord, so they chose to stay put when the unexpected happened. However, some Daojuns were either involved in the situation or understood the Lord's intentions, but Rong Qing's cultivation was still insufficient, so she could not tell which Daojuns were interfering.

Could Daoist Lord Yanlu be one of them? After all, the Buddha Lord specifically pointed out Daoist Lord Yanlu during the trip to the Evil Heaven Gate. Among the many Daoists in the Buddha Tower, only Daoist Lord Yanlu was guarding the side of King Jin, paying attention to the safety of King Jin and Yingshe.

As for Wansheng Daojun, Rong Qing had not yet sensed his pressure. It was unknown whether he had not come at all or he had deliberately concealed his aura so that no one would notice it. After all, what King Jin had done before made Wansheng Daojun very unhappy.

The unconscious Yingshe's winding body suddenly twitched and it struggled violently.

"Ah, it should be the head of the sea eagle. It is too weak to be absorbed at this moment. If it is in the stomach of the snake, it will be harmful." Daojun Yanlu saw the key point at a glance. If the snake was conscious, it could be refined slowly, but it was just too old. But now the snake was in a coma, and the body naturally began to vomit when faced with something that could not be absorbed.

"I can help it." Rong Qing suddenly said.

Daojun Yanlu smiled even more: "Your Highness, please do as you wish."

Rong Qing nodded, put on her gloves, stepped on the snake's jaw, and supported the upper jaw with one hand. The snake's mouth was open as if it wanted to swallow her whole. The constantly wriggling muscles were pushing the foreign objects in the body, and Rong Qing used the gravity rhyme to actively pull the sea eagle's head.

The process was quick, and within ten breaths she had taken out the intact head of the sea eagle. At the same time, the body of the Ying Snake continued to shrink and curl up until it became the size of a fist before falling into the empty chest of King Jin. The sound of the heartbeat gradually sounded.

Rong Qing held the head in one hand and looked at Daoist Master Yan Lu. Following his gaze, he saw the faint trace of a flying boat passing by in the sky.

The routes from the Futu Zunjie to the various spiritual realms in the north sky are like a spider web, and there are many flights. Ji Hui really left this time. Just like a drop of water falling into the sea, there are tens of millions of flying boats going out of the Zunjie every day, and a flying boat can easily carry tens of thousands of monks. Ji Hui is just an ordinary one among them. Although she is alone, the burden in her heart has disappeared, and she faces her own future with the blessings of her friends.

"Thinking back to the timid little girl in the Wind God Boat, I don't know why I feel very happy now. In fact, a furnace cauldron physique like her is not suitable for cultivation. Only with the protection of a strong person can she not be disturbed. Even though King Jin is not good at speaking, the little Ying Snake likes her very much. It would be great if Ying Snake could protect her. What do you think, Your Highness Yu Rong?"

Daoist Yanlu looked at Rong Qing with a gentle gaze, but it was as if he could see through everything Rong Qing was doing and thinking, with the tolerance of an elder who indulges the mischief of a younger one.

"I used to think so, but Ji Hui woke me up. She could have chosen neither of them." Rong Qing replied calmly, "I underestimated her. In any case, she has followed her heart and made her own choice. I am far less courageous than her."

As for King Jin and Ying Snake, they share the same fate but different minds. Who dares to say that the master of the contract and the blood contract beast are absolute? Rong Qing thought of the illusion of a human riding a war beast in the dream ruins, and the feeling of unwillingness. The Ying Snake entangled with Ji Hui was no different from it.