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Kapitel 74

I stood up, coldly surveyed the stunned crowd, and then gave a resolute smile that could topple cities and the world.

I looked at them and said, word by word, "Is there anyone else who wants to attack the Jin Kingdom? Is there anyone who still wants to stand before me and display your glory and prestige?"

Suddenly, a man as beautiful as divine jade stood up in the eyes of the crowd.

He stood tall in the golden sunlight, dressed in brocade robes. He possessed an unparalleled noble air, making him appear in no way inferior to that peerless woman.

The man smiled, his voice hoarse and strained, as if his vocal cords were damaged, but he still managed to say, "I will stand with the Jin Kingdom forever."

The girl seemed startled and turned to look at the man who was smiling at her while spouting arrogant words. However, she still noticed that he was not speaking for the State of Jin, but for himself.

Why would a monarch utter such words?

She gazed at him calmly, and for a long time, she uttered only, "Why?"

The man still struggled to speak. He opened his mouth, but persisted in speaking softly in a voice that sounded like his throat had been burned: "Because I want to find my wife."

The girl frowned slightly, but ultimately only murmured to herself, "Wife? What's that?..."

The girl seemed puzzled. After a long while, unable to get an answer, her eyes gradually deepened, and then soon after, they suddenly faded and became clear.

"I don't know you. You've mistaken me for someone else," the girl said calmly. Leaving the man with a desolate, endless grayness.

He looked at her, gazed deeply at her, and finally, smiled faintly. His smile was like a gentle breeze, devoid of blame, only filled with boundless acceptance. Accepting everything in the world, accepting everything about her.

The girl stood there, as nimble as a kingfisher in flight, and in an instant, the sky shifted and the wind and clouds changed, and a multitude of spirits descended, obscuring the sun. She descended upon the world as if riding a golden phoenix chariot. The sound of the dragon chariot was like thunder, and the feathers holding the reins soared high into the sky. Suddenly, the clouds behind her became banners fluttering in the wind, and golden light stretched eastward.

The people of Jin silently wished in their hearts: We wish to travel with you on the great river, where the autumn wind rises and the water surges with great waves.

I wish to bathe with you in the Wei Pool, and bask in the sun in the valley.

May we exist together forever, our souls intertwined.

I wish to be with you forever, and for the world to prosper together.

Suddenly, the sky resounded with the joyful chirping of birds, as if celebrating a festival. The zither's melody was rapid, the drums boomed, and the flutes and bells played in unison, their sounds mingling with the sounds of jade ornaments. A young woman in flowing white robes pointed to the heavens and swore: "Today, I, An Jin, hereby prophesy: the Jin Kingdom will exist forever, its spirit enduring. As long as the Jin Kingdom exists, it will never destroy any other nation, nor will it interfere in the affairs of any nation as perceived by the surface-level people of the continent. However, if any nation dares to provoke the Jin Kingdom, the Jin Kingdom will issue a stern order across the entire continent, and aside from its innocent subjects, all others will surely shed blood. I, An Jin, will not hesitate."

Moreover, in the future, all the nations present will disappear from this continent, vanishing forever into the annals of history.

The girl spoke with a calm expression and cruelly uttered this prophecy that no one wanted to believe, yet some could not help but believe.

A cold-blooded, ruthless, and utterly cruel curse. A curse that spans several lifetimes.

The stories she told, told in a soft voice, seemed like a predetermined fate, as if foreshadowing their future lives. Some were desperate, some were hopeless, some felt their souls were dealing with the devil, and they even tried to seize his territory and people in the face of the devil.

Only then do those who arrive realize the irreparable mistake they have made, a mistake they will never forget for all eternity, a nightmare that will haunt them day and night. Even their descendants will be affected by this prophecy.

What she prophesied was less a prophecy and more a curse that would haunt the entire continent forever. As long as she doesn't retract it, this curse will accompany them through countless lifetimes. They will never know peace.

They finally understood the horror of offending the Jin Kingdom, and the horror of offending the young master of the Jin Kingdom. She was simply not human, but a demonic woman, a goddess from the heavens.

Sima Rui looked at An Jin, who seemed both desperate and deranged. His face was full of pity, and his heart was filled with heartache.

He was no stranger; he understood her inner conflict and sorrow. The feeling was like a suddenly surging river that overwhelmed her, leaving her struggling in a torrent of thoughts. Her pain, her kindness, everything about her flashed clearly through his mind.

He has no regrets, and will never regret everything he did for her.

Even though he can't even speak now, even though he can't be there to protect and comfort her, even though he can't tell her that he loves her.

Chen Wen looked at his master, then at the woman who was completely different from before, devoid of any humility or subservience, now exuding an air of arrogance above all others, standing atop the world. She had become a different person, yet this woman seemed to be the one his master could never forget.

That peerless and stunningly handsome young master.

The girl's expression was somewhat confused, but more so a terrifying emptiness. She said coldly, "I told you long ago not to touch Yi Jun. I told you long ago, why didn't you listen? Why did you still force me?..." Her voice was soft and weak, as if she had used up all her strength.

The girl stood up, and the other hidden kings suddenly appeared silently.

It was the Fourth Prince, who hadn't appeared for a long time. As if he had known beforehand that she was about to leave, he respectfully followed behind her, preparing to depart.

Vermilion Bird King Mai Qi. Black Tortoise King Qing Ci. White Tiger King Lian. Azure Dragon King Ge Kong.

"You lied to me... An Jin, you lied to me..." The man in red looked at the woman who resolutely left with eyes full of despair.

The girl sneered a few times, turned around and said, "Yes, I lied to you. I came here today only to humiliate you, to make you pay the price for hurting Yijun."

"You don't want to save her?"

The young woman sneered, "If it were to make me abandon the entire Jin Kingdom and exchange Yi Jun's life for such humiliation, I would have no pity or regret. I could give up anything for anyone in Jin Kingdom. But if she knew the whole truth, she would commit suicide before I could even save her. My child will not live under such threats." A slight tremor and sadness flickered in the young woman's eyes, but more than that, there was determination and resolve.

"If I only asked for one thing—not your heart, not your kingdom—and I would still save her, would you be willing?" the man in red suddenly asked coldly.

The girl turned her head and looked at him curiously. "What's that?"

Chapter 155 Prophecy (Part 2)

The man in red stared at the woman who had injured him with his sinister eyes and said coldly, "Holy Staff."

He paused, then said, "I want the holy staff in your hand."

I turned around, ready to walk over. Xiao Qi, Qing Ci, Lian, and Ge Kong hurriedly stopped me. I shook my head and said softly, "It's okay." Then I walked over step by step until I stood in front of him.

I looked at him, who was staring at me with anger and hatred, and smiled charmingly. Then I said, "You hate me." I didn't use a question, but a statement.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You vixen."

He looked at my face with a hint of despair: "Why, I still love you?" She used me as a tool for her amusement, as a pawn to be fooled and humiliated in front of the world. Yet, he still loved her.

She was poison. The only incurable disease in his life.

I continued to laugh innocently and sweetly. The laughter was terrifying.

Several voices came from behind me: "Master..." It turned out they understood what I was about to do. The people who understood me best had always been by my side.

However, a faint, somewhat hoarse voice still caught my attention: "Xiao Jin..."

Then, without looking at them, I looked at Yuwen Ruojian and finally said, "I promise you. But you should keep your promise."

I looked down at the holy staff in my hand, smiled strangely, and then handed it to him.

He gave a wicked smile, then a flash of pain crossed his eyes. Before anyone could react, he took the staff and, as if wielding a longsword, thrust it into my heart.

He plunged the holy staff into my body, letting out a soft groan, then thrust it in again with all his might. His expression was one of despair and sorrow, his eyes filled with pain, yet he still managed to choke out in a cold voice, "What I cannot have, no one else can have. An Jin..."

I convulsed in pain, coughing up blood, but I still managed to force a smile, as beautiful as a plum blossom blooming proudly in winter, stained with blood: "I didn't expect you to actually do it... How did you know?"

My body, modified by Feng Fei, can withstand any pain. Even if my limbs are damaged, as long as my heartbeat remains, I can slowly recover on my own during a long period of hibernation. I can still come back to life.

But the old priest once told me that there was only one thing in this world that could take my life. That was the holy staff.

The Holy Staff and Feng Fei are inherently interdependent and mutually restraining. The Holy Staff expands and unlocks Feng Fei's power, commanding all the Mayan people under heaven, while simultaneously making its host increasingly stronger. However, it is also Feng Fei's nemesis. As long as the Holy Staff is inserted into the body of a Feng Fei host, Feng Fei's power will be damaged and disintegrated, forced to remain hidden within the totem, no longer able to activate and repair the host's body.

Therefore, the old priest once told me that other injuries were merely physical tests for me, but if it were Feng Fei, it could take my life. And there would be no cure.

She still hasn't found a solution.

She constantly reminded me to be careful.

But today, even though I knew he would do this, I still recklessly gambled with my life. I gambled he would kill me, I gambled he had fallen in love with me. I gambled he would save Yijun. I gambled he would feel guilty and heartbroken for the rest of his life, I gambled he would suffer a fate worse than death from remembering him for the rest of his life.

This is my punishment for him, a punishment that will haunt him for the rest of his life. Even if the price is my life. But I know that my Yijun will be alright.

I cannot abandon Jin Kingdom, I cannot abandon my heart. But my body, my life, is the origin of Yi Jun, and I must take responsibility for her. I brought her into this world; I have wronged her. She should have appeared in a beautiful future world, but now, she is constantly in danger, constantly having to become stronger to survive.

To my astonishment, he knew the secret of the Holy Staff. That's why he took the Holy Staff from me when I left, intending only to kill me.

He held my falling body in his arms. I couldn't see his expression, but I could feel that his whole body was stiff, as if he had lost his soul. He stood there blankly, looking at the blood gushing from my body, and said in a strange voice, "I know everything about you."

I gave a bitter laugh, my mouth full of the metallic taste of blood, and said softly, "You really do hate me."

Yet, his hatred was so deep, his love so intense. I never imagined he loved me so much. And his love was so painful and contradictory, that in the end he chose such a drastic method to make me remember him for all eternity—to perish together, like moths drawn to a flame.

"Xiao Jin..." The strange man looked astonished and hurriedly tried to rush over to see me, but when he saw my unfamiliar gaze and the anxious expressions of the others, he gave a wry smile and stopped.

He recalled her cold voice as she quietly uttered, "I don't know you." Did she really blame him, hate him, and refuse to forgive him? Otherwise, why would she pretend not to know him? Or was that memory too unbearable for her, so she chose to forget?

Does he still deserve to stand by her side?

"Young Master..." Xiao Qi Qingci Ge Konglian saw what happened so suddenly that she couldn't stop it in time and rushed over. Ge Kong had already swung his long sword and stabbed him. Yuwen Ruo could not withstand this blow and staggered backward.

I knew he could have dodged, but he didn't.

He's waiting to die. But I won't let him have his way.

Suddenly, he smiled with breathtaking beauty. Although I couldn't hear what he was saying, I could tell from his lip movements that he was saying, "Those who cannot be born on the same day may die on the same day."

Qingci supported me and hurriedly pressed several life-saving acupoints on my body to counteract the effects of blood stasis. I gently shook my head, "It's no use."

Xiao Qi sobbed, "Young Master, why did you do this... We would rather give up Jin Kingdom than let you suffer any more harm... Once is enough. When I saw you covered in wounds last time, my heart died once. Why did you have to do this..."

Lotus's blue eyes gazed at me quietly, a light of incomprehension flowing within them.

Qingci gritted her teeth and said to me, "Young Master, you're playing with fire... You can't just abandon us like this..."

Ge Kong stabbed him, and then was about to kill him with a sword. I saw that Yuwen Ruojian had already closed his eyes and was smiling as he faced death. I struggled and said in a deep voice, "Stop!" I sneered. How could I let him get away so easily? He was dreaming.

If he dies, then everything I've done today will have been in vain.

I felt dizzy, but I still said coldly, "Let him go, take me away." I felt my body was so cold, as if my life force was suddenly draining away rapidly.

A hint of coldness flashed in Ge Kong's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. He sheathed his sword and walked up to me.

He came over and swept me up from Qingci's arms. Without a second thought, they carried me away.

Looking at Yuwen Ruojian, who seemed to have lost her soul, I said softly, "I no longer owe you anything."

I slowly withdrew the holy staff from my body, and blood immediately flowed onto the ground, blooming into crimson flowers. I knew I was slowly weakening, I knew I was slowly dying.

My white clothes were completely stained red. I laughed in a bewitching, bloodthirsty way, as if I were Satan reborn.

It resembles the crimson red spider lilies blooming on the banks of the River Styx beneath the Bridge of Helplessness in the dark night.

"An Jin, who exactly are you?" A faint voice asked the question that everyone present was asking.

Chapter 156 Memories Flow (Part 1)

In a hazy state, I felt a warm sensation on my cheek. What was it? I tried to open my eyes, but I was too weak. It felt like I had no strength left in my body.

"Master Jin." A voice, as if coming from the distant heavens, rang out.

I opened my eyes and suddenly found myself in an isolated, pitch-black world. Little White must have lured me into its world of thought again.

I wandered around inside for a while, but couldn't find it, so I said impatiently, "Come out."

"Hehe, you really have no patience at all." Just then, a handsome man with silver hair suddenly ran out from the corner.

I stared at him in astonishment: "Who are you?"