National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

"Demon! You wretched Demon!"

Ji Shengyue finally came to her senses.

Shock, anger, resentment, and hatred churned within her as her eyes locked onto Jerry.

The smile never left Jerry’s face. He casually lifted Ji Shengyue’s completely exposed body with one hand and carried her to the window.

"Look at that. The security around your office is quite formidable, with so many fully armed Martial Artists patrolling back and forth.

This body of yours might be quite a reward for them.

So now, I’ll bestow you upon them as a gift."

With that, Jerry hoisted Ji Shengyue’s body high, making as if to toss her straight out the window.

"No, don’t!"

All emotion vanished from Ji Shengyue’s eyes in an instant.

Reality crashed down on her like a bucket of ice water, chilling her to the bone and leaving her soul feeling battered and broken.

Ji Shengyue could no longer afford to be proud. She gripped Jerry’s arm tightly with both hands, not even bothering to cover her own body.

She wasn’t afraid of death, but she was terrified of a humiliating one.

If she were thrown out just like this, she would be eternally nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of all Blue Star.

From that moment on, whether it was the citizens of the Great Jing Empire or those of other empires,

whenever they spoke of history, whenever they spoke of kings and queens,

she, Ji Shengyue, would become an indelible stain that could never be washed away.

This was something she could not accept, even in death.

And so, Ji Shengyue could only choose to bow her head and submit to Jerry.

"Very good. Congratulations on making the right choice."

Jerry released his grip, tossing Ji Shengyue to the floor like a piece of trash.

It was as if this body, which cost tens, or even hundreds, of millions to maintain each year, held no attractive value whatsoever in Jerry’s eyes.

Ji Shengyue curled up on the floor, trembling, her hands desperately trying to cover the upper half of her body.

Her legs were pressed tightly together as she shifted and huddled into a ball.

Joliton’s eyes were glued to her. If not for Jerry’s presence, he probably would have rushed over immediately

and recklessly had his fun with her.

The fact that Ji Shengyue was Her Majesty the Queen only served to double the temptation for Joliton.

Zong Yajuan stood there, not daring to make a move.

The oppressive sense of power radiating from Jerry was simply too strong.

Even Min Kexin, the Emperor Realm expert in whom Zong Yajuan and Ji Shengyue had placed such high hopes,

had been killed in an instant, then revived, and now acted with complete deference to Jerry.

If Zong Yajuan had chosen to defend Her Majesty the Queen just now,

her fate would have surely been worse than Min Kexin’s; after all, she was only at the King’s Realm.

"What is your name?"

Jerry looked at the Great Jing Empire’s female Emperor Realm expert.

"Master, my name is Min Kexin."

Min Kexin answered truthfully.

"From now on, you will continue to protect Her Majesty the Queen.

You must ensure that no harm comes to Her Majesty the Queen.

If there is anything unusual about Ji Shengyue’s words or actions, report to Joliton at once, and let him decide how to handle it."

Jerry said.

"Yes, Master," Min Kexin replied respectfully.

"Then let’s go."

Jerry headed for the office door, and Joliton and the others hurried to follow.

On the way out, Joliton kept looking back every few steps,

as if trying to burn every detail of Ji Shengyue’s current state into his mind.

Joliton decided that after returning to Fujiang City, he absolutely had to find a woman from the Great Jing Empire who looked just like Ji Shengyue.

Otherwise, there was no way he could quench the fire that had been ignited within him today.

After Jerry, Joliton, and the others from the Lighthouse Empire had left,

Zong Yajuan quickly found another set of clothes and helped Ji Shengyue change.

Ji Shengyue sat motionless in her chair, as if her soul had left her body.

Her pupils were unfocused, and her face was deathly pale.

"Your Majesty the Queen, you must endure the humiliation and bide your time."

Zong Yajuan said with great concern. "As long as we are alive, there is always hope."

A flicker of life returned to Ji Shengyue’s eyes. She raised her head and looked at Min Kexin. "What in the world happened to you?"

"I am Count Jerry’s servant, and you are Count Jerry’s servant. What right do you have to question me?"

Min Kexin retorted coldly.

"You..."

Ji Shengyue felt the blood rush to her head, utterly infuriated.

She could, of course, see that Min Kexin was completely different from before.

Even after successfully advancing to the Emperor Realm, Min Kexin had remained sufficiently loyal to Ji Shengyue.

Now, however, she showed Ji Shengyue no regard at all, only infinite loyalty to Jerry.

"This will be an opportunity for us.

Jerry is using Min Kexin to monitor us, so he probably won’t have any further suspicions about what’s happening here.

It’s just as I said: endure the shame and bide our time.

From now on, Jerry and his people will likely focus all their attention on the New World Organization and the Great Xia Empire.

By my guess, the Lighthouse Empire intends to completely eradicate the New World Organization and the Great Xia Empire. Otherwise, they would have negotiated to build a Martial Artist Base with them, just like they did with our Great Jing Empire.

No matter what, that Queen from the Great Xia Empire and Chu He are as good as dead."

Zong Yajuan quickly changed the subject.

Ji Shengyue chimed in, "You’re right.

The entire political landscape of Blue Star has already changed.

Lu Yinxing and Chu He of the Great Xia Empire will definitely be killed by the Lighthouse Empire.

And that damned Xiao Cangqing, too!"

Ji Shengyue’s heart finally felt a little lighter.

...

In a canyon filled with White Bone Grass on the Black Continent Grassland,

everyone stared at the strange boy, who stood there all alone.

"What in the world is that thing?"

Even with Shang Yifei’s usually calm demeanor, she couldn’t help but feel a chill run down her spine.

The aura emanating from the strange boy was simply too terrifying.

Those pale eyes, devoid of black pupils, looked as if they were forged from the ice of the arctic north.

"This is the true form of the White Bone Evil Spirit."

Before Chu He’s voice had even faded, a biting cold wind swept through the entire area.

A white figure instantly transformed into three afterimages, which then vanished one by one like phantoms.

This was no illusion, but the afterimages left by the creature known as the White Bone Evil Spirit as it moved at high speed.

Amidst this suffocating speed, the White Bone Evil Spirit suddenly extended its deathly pale hands,

fingers held together, sharp as blades, and shot them out like bullets.

Each finger bone glinted with a sinister light,

carrying with it an endless, deathly chill as it sped toward Chu He.

Chu He’s expression didn’t change. He waved a hand, and a torrential surge of True Qi instantly formed a gale that swept through the surroundings.

Caught in the gale, the ten bone bullets shattered into dust and scattered across the ground like fallen leaves in a storm.

The Xuanyuan Sword in Chu He’s hand instantly erupted with a dazzling light, streaking through the air like a silver bolt of lightning as it stabbed directly toward the White Bone Evil Spirit.

At that moment, the White Bone Evil Spirit was just inches away, its pale, hideous face seeming to flash a mocking smile at Chu He.

The tip of the Xuanyuan Sword struck the White Bone Evil Spirit’s chest with perfect accuracy.

To everyone’s shock, however, the seemingly fragile chest was like an indestructible shield, firmly blocking the Xuanyuan Sword.

Although the tip of the sword had pierced about an inch deep, it could go no further.

With a forceful jolt from Chu He, a brilliant Sword Qi erupted from the Xuanyuan Sword, finally leaving a long, thin crack on the hard chest.

However, it was merely a trivial crack.

The White Bone Evil Spirit’s face remained expressionless, as if Chu He’s attack was nothing more than an irrelevant itch.

Just then, the White Bone Evil Spirit’s body suddenly shuddered, and countless Bone Spikes erupted from within it,

surging toward Chu He like a volley of ten thousand arrows.

Each Bone Spike was sharp and deadly, emitting a sinister, cold light.

"Your attack, while fierce, is nothing more than a tickle to me,"

Chu He said lightly. "However, your defensive capabilities have certainly surprised me.

With this level of strength, you’d have a place even among the Curse Level."

With that, Chu He once again swung the Xuanyuan Sword, this time unleashing an even more ferocious attack.

As the blade flashed, streams of Sword Qi swept toward the White Bone Evil Spirit like the Milky Way pouring from the heavens.