Chapter 595 - 591: Reunion
If it weren’t for the Snake God, living for Snake Beastmen on this continent wouldn’t be so easy.
Everyone holds too much prejudice against Snake Beastmen.
Listening to this, Wen Nanxi felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders, and his heart was heavy.
Perhaps Jing Chu is the strongest, and allowing Jing Chu to exist as the main entity, having his own Divine Sense erased, could still allow the Snake God to be present.
He just couldn’t bear to leave his wife, especially when his wife had a Snake Child for him.
But if it had to be a choice between him and Jing Chu, he would be willing to sacrifice himself.
He couldn’t let Jing Chu be the one to sacrifice.
Wen Nanxi said, "I understand, let me take a look at these Ancient Books first."
The Ancient Books left by the Snake Tribe were made of wooden slips, with characters carved on them that are different from the current Beast World language.
Yet, strangely, even if Wen Nanxi didn’t recognize these characters, he could understand their meaning at a glance.
There were many records on them; his expression changed as he continued to read carefully.
But the more he read, the more horrified Wen Nanxi felt inside.
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Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan
Ever since reading the contents of that secret letter, although Su Muyao was still staying within the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan, she wasn’t idle.
Apart from regular rest and meals, she started drawing talismans, refining elixir, making various preparations.
She didn’t even have time to play with Da Bao.
But Da Bao was sensible; he played with his friends and didn’t disturb his mom.
That day, while Su Muyao was drawing talismans, someone from the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan delivered a box to her.
Su Muyao looked at this box, momentarily stunned.
She could see that this wasn’t an ordinary box. There was restriction power on it, and it emitted a strong medicinal aroma, "What is this?"
"We don’t know. A gentleman of unclear appearance asked us to personally deliver it to Miss Su, saying only Miss Su can open this box."
Su Muyao carefully examined it and found she could only smell a faint medicinal aroma.
She realized something, her expression slightly changing. She placed her hand on the box, and with a slight clicking sound, as if some restricted mechanism inside had been activated, the box suddenly opened automatically.
When Su Muyao saw the Nine Netherworld Lotus inside the box, her expression changed drastically.
She quickly closed the box and hurriedly stored it in a space to preserve the medicinal properties.
She looked at the Fox Guard who delivered the box and asked, "Where is the person who sent the box?"
"He disappeared as soon as he handed us the box."
At this moment, Su Muyao could not care about anything else. She immediately leapt out of the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan at an extremely fast speed and stood outside the barrier.
Looking around, there seemed to be a lingering aura in the air.
Su Muyao activated her superpower to sense and capture this aura.
"Jing Chu!"
It really was his aura, unmistakable.
Su Muyao looked around and said, "Jing Chu, is it you?"
"Why don’t you come out to see me? Are you blaming me?"
Su Muyao didn’t want Jing Chu to sacrifice himself, and since he had appeared, she wanted to see him, to know if he was okay over these hundred thousand years.
A hundred thousand years ago, she had watched the young boy grow up; it would be a lie to say they shared no bond.
Besides, Jing Chu was truly excellent.
As she spoke, Su Muyao walked into the forest following the captured aura.
"Jing Chu, do you not want to see me?"
"I know you can hear me. I said I want to see you; can you really bear not to meet me?"
Su Muyao knew Jing Chu well; she had to say this to force him, and only then might he reveal himself.
Jing Chu, hidden in a tree, looked down at Su Muyao on the ground, his eyes turning red.
He finally saw her again.
No matter how composed Jing Chu was, he almost cried tears of joy.
It was as if he went back to the very beginning of his youth.
All he ever wanted was to find her and see her.
He had traveled through endless mountains, rivers, time, and years just to find her and see her, afraid she might be in trouble.
He never imagined he would meet her in this place.
Having truly seen her, he was at a loss.
The morning mist in the mountains had not completely lifted, and the air was suffused with the fragrance of plants and trees.
Su Muyao walked in the forest, softly calling his name.
Her simple dress swept lightly over the roadside plants. The fine embroidery on her skirt seemed faintly visible in the soft light, exuding a bit of elegance beyond the mortal world.
Just then, a crack opened in the clouds, and the warm sunlight poured down directly, perfectly enveloping her.
The sunlight, filtering through layers of branches and leaves, cast dappled light on her, coating her with a soft and brilliant halo.
Her hair, already like a waterfall, seemed now to be adorned with tiny fragments of light, each strand shimmering with radiant luster, quivering gently as she moved, making his heart tremble.
She was still so beautiful, perhaps even more beautiful and dazzling than before.
Her skin, always fair, now appeared even more flawless under the sunlight, emitting a faint, gentle glow, making her as beautiful as a ghost orchid, breathtakingly so.
Just one glance could make someone’s heart race.
His gaze uncontrollably fell upon her, afraid to blink, fearing it to be an illusion.
For he had searched for her for such a long, long time.
Jing Chu thought he could restrain his emotions, but seeing her truly, he realized that all his reason was about to collapse.
Hearing her call his name, it was as if his heart was tightly clenched by something, even his breathing felt out of his control.
As Jing Chu was distracted, he unintentionally leaked a trace of aura.
Su Muyao precisely arrived under this tree, looked up, and whispered, "Jing Chu, is that you?"
Among the overlapping leaves, she saw a figure.
She couldn’t clearly see his face for a moment, only sensing an aura of ethereal detachment.
After a hundred thousand years, she didn’t know if he still looked like the boy he once was.
But she knew, his essence hadn’t changed, and that was enough.
Jing Chu looked down at Su Muyao, never expecting she would really find him.
His power was unmatched by other Beastmen in this place; as long as he wanted to hide his aura, no one could find him.
But he couldn’t hide anything from her.
Moreover, she was the only one who could stir his heart and evoke emotions.
He probably unintentionally leaked his aura.
After a moment of silence, Jing Chu leaped down from the tree.
His appearance was identical to Wen Nanxi, but his demeanor and aura were different.
He was as fresh and distant as the mountain breeze, his entire being exuding an aura of jade and spirit, appearing more mysterious.
His eyes, when looking at her, seemed to reflect soft ripples of spring rain and apricot blossoms, untouched by dust, naturally formed jade-like bones.
Su Muyao’s pupils trembled violently; she gazed at his eyes, which were as picturesque as flowing light, there reflecting her image.
It was as if she was the only one in his world, within his eyes.
At this moment, Su Muyao felt a bit bewildered.
The young boy he once was had grown, matured.
"Jing Chu?"
"Mm, it’s me." Jing Chu tried hard to restrain himself, but there was still a slight tremor in his voice.
His eyes flushed a rosy hue, seeming to shimmer with water light.
The mountain forest wind blew past, their hair brushed by the gentle breeze, seemingly isolating them from time, space, and everything around them, meeting each other.
This feeling was too wonderful.
Su Muyao had many things she wanted to say but didn’t know how to start.
Just then, countless mutated plants and many Spider Beastmen suddenly emerged from the ground not far away, attacking them directly.