Chapter 194
Xia'er closed her eyes, quietly waiting for the side effects and the whispers to arrive.
Having consumed so many bottles of potion, Xia'er had long since gained experience, and at this moment, she was mentally prepared to face whatever came next.
One second, two seconds...
One minute, two minutes...
Time passed, second by second.
The expected chill or burning sensation did not manifest within her organs; drinking that potion felt as effortless as downing a glass of water.
She even wondered if Aivina had secretly swapped the potion for fruit tea.
Were the transparent scales inside merely thin slices of fruit flesh?
With her eyes still closed, Xia'er slowly lifted her head, sensing the vague, instinctual abilities and methods that suddenly emerged in her mind. Surprised, she opened her eyes.
Huh?
Is it over?
Just like that?
Xia'er raised her hands, the semi-transparent scales covering her palms, protecting every inch of her fingerprints and skin. Only then did she confirm that she had indeed consumed the potion.
Where did Aivina get such a potent potion? No side effects, not even a whisper—surely it must have been expensive?
Xia'er took a deep breath, walked to the window, and dove under the covers, holding her breath and tightly covering her ears.
In this soundproofed environment, she finally heard the faint whispers in her mind, so soft they could almost be drowned out by the sound of the wind and her own breathing.
Compared to the chaotic murmurs from the potions she had consumed before, this whisper could even be described as "obedient."
It seemed almost hesitant to speak loudly.
Knock, knock, knock—
At that moment, a knock echoed from the door.
Xia'er emerged from the covers, her hair slightly disheveled, but she didn’t bother to tidy it up. She simply retracted her abilities and opened the door.
Standing at the entrance was Lichi, holding a steaming bowl of hot soup, smiling as she said, "I tried it beforehand this time, and the taste is definitely fine... though it’s still quite a bit different from what you make. Want to give it a try?"
After a moment of hesitation, Xia'er reached out and took the meat soup, downing it in one go. "It’s good."
"Be careful, it’s hot... Are you okay?"
Before Lichi could finish her warning, Xia'er had already finished the entire bowl of soup.
"Thank you."
Xia'er handed the empty bowl back to Lichi and said, "I’m going to sleep for a bit."
Then, without waiting for Lichi’s puzzled gaze, she closed the door.
What’s going on...
Xia'er looked at her hands.
Just now, when she saw Lichi, even while drinking the soup, the initial emotions had already vanished without a trace.
Feelings of gratitude and happiness seemed to have drifted far away from her. Even when she looked at Lichi, it felt as if she were gazing at a stranger.
This situation made Xia'er uncomfortable—but it was merely discomfort.
Did the "Assassin" potion rob her of her emotions?
She couldn’t linger any longer.
Xia'er packed away the "Death Substitute" from the table, opened the window, and climbed onto the roof, leaping down from the other side of the street.
The scales had wrapped around the poison in her mouth, the crystal would no longer break easily, and as long as she wished, with just a thought, the scales would instantly shatter the crystal containing the poison and the awakening potion.
She hung the "Death Substitute" around her neck and hurried toward Tara's residence. The "Assassin" potion seemed to have enhanced her own agility, allowing her to run faster than any human could.
Tara's place wasn’t far; they were both in the Gem District, and soon, Xia'er arrived at Tara's door.
As she stood before the door, her skin acutely sensed over a dozen gazes already fixed upon her.
This was the heightened perception brought by the "Assassin."
Knock, knock, knock—
Xia'er knocked on the door, and it was quickly opened. Tara, dressed in a black dress, saw Xia'er and her eyes lit up instantly.
"Lady Xia'er~ Please, come in~"
Tara stepped aside to let Xia'er enter. Before Tara could say anything, Xia'er directly asked, "Have your confidants arrived?"
As expected of the Mother Goddess... nothing escapes Her notice.
"Yes, Lady Xia'er, I’ve brought quite a few confidants."
Tara nodded.
"Have them kill Opode and Lucy, and retrieve their sealed items, the 'Evil Eye' and the 'Lucky Coin,' now."
Xia'er issued the command directly, and at that moment, Tara noticed something was off about Xia'er.
The earthly vessel of the Mother Goddess... has she consumed a potion?
And it wasn’t the "Avenger" or the "Ascetic"???
Tara took a deep breath, suppressing her inner joy, and said, "Congratulations, Lady Xia'er, on regaining some of your power... I will arrange the tasks you’ve given."
Tara lowered her head, slowly moving around Xia'er, then dashed out the door to explain the mission to her confidants and organize them.
Xia'er turned her gaze to the darkening sky outside.
This time, she didn’t wait until the last few hours; instead, just a few hours into the simulation, she began her plan to attract the feathered sealed items.
The "Death Substitute" could seal the spirit for about 24 hours, so Xia'er had no concerns about timing. Early sealing and final sealing made no difference; the only distinction lay in the success of her intentions.
She didn’t need to expend mental energy waiting. If she failed, she had to come up with a new idea immediately and start the next simulation.
Even if she did fail and got possessed, staying a bit longer with the feather would allow her to understand what it was saying.
As for the Ancient Ansu language, Xia'er could now comprehend simple conversations. Even if there were unfamiliar words, she could translate them upon returning to reality.
After all, she could perfectly memorize those words and wouldn’t forget them.
Time passed, and within less than an hour of issuing her command, Opode's head, along with a blue-purple "Evil Eye," was delivered into Xia'er’s hands.
And there was one more...
PS: *Chapter 195 (overdue) + 2 (leave) + 12 (monthly votes) - 2 (updates) = 207 (overdue)
Not again?
Why are there even more votes as the month ends??? Has anyone been holding onto their votes for this long???
But it’s fine; I’m back to full power after my leave!!!
Tomorrow, we’ll start with 8K! Let’s go! Tomorrow’s me!!!
Good night!!!
Chapter 122: Ancient Ansu Language? I can do that too.
Xia'er sat on the sofa in Tara's house, weighing the blood-stained "Evil Eye" in her hand.
The "Evil Eye" felt slightly warm to the touch, resembling a smooth, lustrous gem.
In Xia'er’s hand, the bloodied "Evil Eye" stared intently in her direction, but the purple veins within the crystal were gradually fading.
It was likely absorbing Opode's blood.
Soon, in Xia'er’s hand, the purple veins completely vanished, and the pupil disappeared, revealing the original shape of the gem seal beneath.
She wondered what its side effects might be...
Xia'er pinched the "Evil Eye" between her index and middle fingers and said, "Tara, come here for a moment."
After issuing the command, Tara, who had been standing behind Xia'er, hurried forward and knelt beside the sofa, saying, "Lady Xia'er, what can I do for you?"
"Continue."
Xia'er raised her hand and tossed the eyeball toward Tara, speaking without a hint of emotion, "Drop your blood on it."
"Yes!"
Tara clumsily caught the "Evil Eye," maintaining her kneeling position, and swiftly pulled a ritual knife from her boot, expertly slicing her left wrist.
Blood flowed from her wrist, pooling on the "Evil Eye" and activating it.
"Ask something about yourself."
Xia'er nodded slightly.
"Myself..."
Tara pondered carefully, then looked at the now-red "Evil Eye" and asked, "Am I the most devout follower of 'Mother Goddess Sadana'?"
Blood dripped from the "Evil Eye," falling onto the carpet.
Tara's expression changed, disbelief flooding her face, as if the sky were about to fall.
"Ask something dangerous."
Xia'er reminded her.
Upon hearing Xia'er’s words, Tara regained some composure, looked back at the "Evil Eye," and asked, "‘Evil Eye,’ what dangers do I face now? Where do they come from?"
At the moment Tara finished her question, a surge of blood flooded into the "Evil Eye," the red liquid diving into the azure gem, forming purple veins.
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