Chapter 143
The Lava Heart Cave
Zhao Qiongman was waiting for her husband to return.
During these days, Zhao Qiongman lived in a constant state of anxiety and fear. She often had dreams—dreams where her husband died out there and never came back. These dreams didn’t happen just once or twice; they recurred many times. With each dream, the ominous premonition in her heart grew stronger and more suffocating.
As time passed, Zhao Qiongman’s belly grew larger and larger.
Though the branch master of the Black God Sect, Qi Hui, delivered spiritual fruits and the flesh of magical beasts to Zhao Qiongman daily to nourish her body, and even refrained from making her maintain the protective formation, she felt no relief. Qi Hui even assigned a personal maid to attend to Zhao Qiongman’s daily needs.
On the surface, Qi Hui appeared to be a decent man, seemingly possessing some remnants of conscience. But Zhao Qiongman absolutely did not believe he had had a change of heart.
She harbored a deep hatred for Qi Hui and felt no gratitude for her current treatment. She knew very well that Qi Hui’s kindness was entirely because the child in her womb held immense value. He wanted to see what would become of her child upon birth.
Every time this thought crossed her mind, Zhao Qiongman’s emotions grew more and more conflicted.
She didn’t know what kind of fate awaited her child after its birth. It might be a life of endless torment—or worse, the child could be molded into a ruthless demon, slaughtering without remorse.