The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Chapter 1352: Chapter 1352: The Words You Said Back Then
 

Just at that moment, Green Concubine’s voice came through. Beiting Huang’s hand paused slightly. She couldn’t deny her fear of Ming Xiu; that man was truly a lunatic. If he were to truly invoke the heaven-sent blood contract, Beiting Huang would find her soul dissipating. Even if she had the courage to endure ten thousand years of soul dispersal, Yan Ye certainly did not have the heart to face her destruction once again.

“This damned woman, not killing her during the pill refining conference was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done in my life!” Beiting Huang was not one to blame herself, but even she couldn’t help feeling a bit agitated now.

Yan Ye trembled all over as well. Clearly, he didn’t dare to make any reckless moves at this moment. Seeing that a dark shadow had fallen over Beiting Huang’s face, one that even the golden light filling the heavens and earth could not illuminate, Yan Ye couldn’t help feeling an extra pang of heartache. He embraced Beiting Huang and whispered reassuringly, “If you had slain her, Ming Xiu wouldn’t have been able to come today. She is Xi Feng’s maid, accompanying Xi Feng from the Western Wilderness to marry into the Spirit God Clan. We’ve killed the envoys of the Spirit God Clan, killed Ming, only she could have notified Ming Xiu to send his projection down.”

At this, Yan Ye took a deep breath, grabbed Beiting Huang’s fingers, and slowly leaned towards the name of Ming Xiu, yet he said, “Ming Xiu, do you remember the words you said twelve thousand years ago?”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Ming Xiu was facing a difficult choice. He was afraid of making this decision, but he was even more afraid of losing Beiting Huang. Yan Ye’s words were like saving his life, as he could momentarily avoid choosing. He shuddered and asked, “What words?”

Yan Ye’s voice sounded somewhat unsteady, as if coming from a memory, “That year, you were over eight hundred years old, came to the Western Wilderness, and I was residing in the Western Wilderness, under those four Joyful Union Trees. The words you said then!”

In the Western Wilderness, a vast expanse of palaces traced the road leading to Tongshan, where stood four towering Joyful Union Trees, their crowns like magnificent canopies almost obscuring half the sky. In the past, Xi Feng and Huang Jiu both loved to play under the Joyful Union Trees. Every time Ming Xiu went to the Western Wilderness, he would join them for play under the Joyful Union Flowers.

That year, when he went there again, there was a young man beneath the Joyful Union Tree, clad in a black nine-dragon and nine-phoenix brocade robe, his silver hair flying in the wind, and his features as if painted. He stood guard by Huang Jiu’s side, listening to her chirping chatter, “Brother Ye, you said you would give me the Purple Crystal Beads from your eyes, remember? You must keep your promise. I wish to gaze at it every day, to see it the moment I open my eyes.”

Ming Xiu found it amusing at the time; children will be children, he thought, their words so naïve. He walked over and reached out to tease Huang Jiu’s little braid, which she dodged nimbly. He clapped his hands nonchalantly and laughed, “Little Ninth, how can someone give away their eyes to you?”

The young man in black was Yan Ye. He glanced at Ming Xiu indifferently, then fixed his gaze very seriously on Huang Jiu and said, “Beiting Huang, Brother Ye has promised you, and I will fulfill it. One day, I will let you see this Purple Crystal Bead every time you open your eyes.”

“Yes, yes!” Huang Jiu clapped her hands excitedly and jumped, feeling that it was not enough and threw herself onto Yan Ye, hugging his neck and giving his face a peck with a resounding smack.

Ming Xiu thought they were both just children, shaking his head without paying further heed. “So naive, thinking that by cultivating to the Soul Realm and being able to reshape the body, one could give the current eyes to Little Ninth without considering one’s own abilities!”