214: Chapter 214 A Lone Figure in Purple Robes Faces a Thousand Armies

"My younger sister once said before she passed that Your Ladyship's... identity is special."

"Your cultivation is profound and mysterious; you are free to stay or go as you please."

"However, this place has become a dead zone; there is no benefit in remaining."

"The Jiang family lands in the south of the East Sea have already been prepared as a place of refuge for Your Ladyship and the righteous warriors."

"The items my sister entrusted to me and the people she dispatched are also waiting for you there."

Speaking to this point, Jiang Huan fell into a trance once more.

His younger sister, Jiang Li, had been extremely intelligent since childhood, with unmatched strategic planning.

If not for the fact that she was a woman, and if not for the fact that she lacked the spiritual roots to embark on the path of cultivation.

I fear that the position of heir to the Jiang State would truly not have fallen to their elder brother.

However...

Even such a heroine among women.

When she mentioned Su Daji to him.

Her pretty face was filled with a look of deep wariness.

Regarding the specific identity of Su Daji, she was also vague.

She only mentioned.

That Su Daji was very likely related to the one who had once saved their Jiang State and is still worshipped in the capital of the Jiang State to this day.

"That person."

Su Daji's lips moved slightly, but she did not make a sound.

Follow them and go to the East Sea?

Go to that "stable" future that the King arranged for her?

Perhaps going to the Jiang State, relying on the national strength of the Jiang State, could truly protect her.

But...

Right now, she has already lost everything.

And she has also gained power.

Hiding has no meaning for her.

Furthermore.

To her, that place.

Has nothing.

There is no starry sky of the Star-Plucking Tower, no mud of the Zheng Territory, no music and singing of the Deer Terrace.

And there is no... and never will be again.

The man who would gently call her "Beloved Consort," who would teasingly flirt with her, who would drape a fox-fur cloak over her.

The man who would use his unique tenderness to pave a bloody path for her.

Seeing that she had no reaction, her eyes still hollowly gazing in the direction of the completely burnt-out ruins.

Jiang Huan frowned.

He remembered when his sister mentioned this matter in a secret letter, she had specifically used an extremely solemn tone to instruct him.

"Brother, if you see that Sister Su is unwilling to leave..."

"Do not force her."

"She... is different from us."

"If she is willing to leave, protect her well and treat her as you would treat me."

"If she does not leave..."

"Then let it be."

"Remember, you must never come into conflict with her."

"If she is unwilling, no one in the world can force her."

At the time, Jiang Huan did not understand and asked for the reason.

Jiang Li only sighed faintly.

"She was originally a deity from above the nine heavens. Because she pitied the world, she angered the Heavenly Court and was banished to the mortal realm to undergo tribulations and suffering."

"Now that her tribulation is over..."

"Perhaps, this is the time for her to truly return to her position or make her choice."

"Mortal weapons are like dust to her."

"Her only goal, perhaps, is..."

"To kill gods."

At this moment, looking at the powerful aura around Su Daji that even he, an ordinary mortal cultivator, could feel.

Jiang Huan suddenly understood his sister's words a little.

The woman before him was indeed beautiful.

But now, she had entered a subtle, ethereal state.

He absolutely must not disturb her.

Thinking of this, he said no more and waved his hand to signal his subordinates.

The well-trained Jiang State soldiers quickly stepped forward.

They orderly guided the Zhaoge soldiers and civilians in the courtyard to stand up and form ranks.

These men, who had just experienced the immense pain of the fall of both their King and Queen, were still suppressing their grief, silently obeying the order that Su Chen had given them before his death.

They took one last look at Su Daji, and then looked toward the direction of the Star-Plucking Tower.

They kowtowed heavily three times.

Then, they turned around resolutely.

Following the Jiang State army.

They quickly formed ranks and left in front of Zhaoge City.

Jiang Huan remained at the back.

He took a deep look at Su Daji and cupped his hands in a salute.

"Lady Su, take care."

"The doors of the Jiang State in the East Sea will always be open for Your Ladyship."

"Farewell."

After speaking, he also turned and stepped into the secret passage.

Su Daji remained standing in place.

Suddenly.

It was as if she had sensed something.

She waved her jade hand lightly.

Almost in an instant.

The small courtyard and dry well that had originally stood in the open space.

And even all the buildings from where she stood to the ruins of the Star-Plucking Tower.

All disappeared.

And while she was doing all this.

A dull, oppressive sound.

Came from far to near.

It came from all around the plain in front of Zhaoge City where she was standing.

It was the sound of footsteps.

Thousands upon thousands, uniform and rhythmic.

And the rustling sound of flags fluttering in the wind.

There were the Black Bird flags of Xiqi.

And the colorful banners of the feudal lord coalition army.

The dense army had tacitly formed a circle, surrounding Su Daji in the center.

Looking at the lonely purple figure in the center of the circle.

The soldiers of the feudal lord coalition army one after another nocked their crossbows and drew their swords.

For a moment.

Countless blades flashing with cold light pointed in one direction.

Tightly locking onto the only target in the field.

The coalition army numbered at least hundreds of thousands, and they were all holding divine weapons bestowed by immortals and gods.

Furthermore, the soldiers who were able to follow King Wu of Ji to kill their way here.

Which one of them was not capable of taking on ten alone?

And yet, the only enemy faced by so many people.

Was actually just a bewitching young girl who appeared to have no strength to truss a chicken.

But even with such an apparent disparity in strength.

The soldiers of the Ji Dynasty did not attack immediately.

They just slowly moved forward, closing the encirclement.

Even

Stopping when they were still dozens of zhang away from Su Daji's position.

Maintaining the original thick and tight encirclement.

The great army split to form a passage.

Several riders slowly emerged from the crowd.

The person in the lead wore golden armor and a red robe, with a dignified appearance.

Between his brows, he carried the majesty of one who had long held a high position.

This person was none other than the master of Xiqi.

The current candidate for "Co-ruler of the World."

Ji Fa, King Wu of Ji.

Following slightly behind him were several people dressed as cultivators with deep auras.

These people were not immortals.

But like the Hehuan Sect, they intended to jump on the bandwagon of "King Wu's punitive expedition against King Zhou," to eat the immortal fate bestowed by the immortals, and make their future cultivation path smoother.

And behind them were the representatives of several important feudal lords.

Their gazes all fell upon Su Daji.

Greedy, yet wary.

Ji Fa raised his hand to stop the restlessness behind him.

He sat on his horse, carefully observing the woman in purple in the center of the circle, who seemed unaware that she was surrounded by the great army.

Still standing with her back to them, gazing at the ruins.

The killing intent of tens of thousands of people was all locked onto her.

Yet she appeared to have no reaction at all.

Is this Su Daji?

That legendary Demon Consort who bewitched the King?

And also the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect who personally killed her own master?

And also the one who personally lit the Star-Plucking Tower, burying her own "Beloved" King Zhou?

Although her past sounded very terrifying.

But right now.

She looked...

Just a weak, heartbroken woman with peerless beauty.

She couldn't even feel much of the spiritual pressure fluctuation that a cultivator should have.

For a moment, Ji Fa himself was a bit uncertain.

Were the immortals being too cautious?

But remembering the extremely solemn instructions of the immortals before setting out, Ji Fa quickly suppressed the slight contempt in his heart.

The immortals were adamant.

This woman's identity is extremely special.

She is the reincarnation of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, who was banished to the mortal realm in ancient times for violating heavenly laws.

(Children who are hoarding the book, please come back quickly. The arc is about to end, and the book is almost dying.)

(Since the new arc started a month ago and the era of hoarding books began, the reading revenue for this book has been at a low level.)

(I originally wanted to reach a million words, but now... sigh, let's speed up the pace.)