Venerated Venomous Consort
chapter-2942

In that brief exchange, everything finally fell into place for Di Fuyi. He knew what she meant on the scrunched paper – ‘If only he waited an hour more.’

She must have been eager to explain to him about her hasty departure from the wedding. She tried contacting him via the directed audio spell that they shared and tried to tail his men. She even tried to collect information about his whereabouts. She just wanted to see him again.

However, he never gave her a chance.

Ah Jiu!

The boy was surprised to see National Master Di tearing up in public for the first time. He stared blankly at the door, seemingly preoccupied.

Time was almost up, and the door could be seen closing, bit by bit.

The boy seemed relieved as he announced, “Time is almost up, and the door will be sealed soon. I will open it again in a month.” But before he finished speaking, he was caught by surprise!

A moment ago, National Master Di was somewhat unresponsive to what the guard had been telling him. However, in a brief moment, he suddenly dashed through the door before it was completely sealed, leaving the boy in bewilderment.

…

Di Fuyi found himself running through the Forbidden Land of God.

He tried to sense his surroundings and knew for certain that Gu Xijiu should be right ahead of him!

As he rushed forward toward Gu Xijiu, he had not paid any attention to the scenic night view around him or even wondered why he was not injured or attacked by a fierce creature yet. Fortunately, there was no disruption along the way. There was only one thought on his mind.

“Wait for me, Ah Jiu! You have to wait for me!”

If he could still feel her presence, it could mean that she was not immortalized yet. There was hope.

Perhaps, she was severely injured and needed to rehabilitate. Maybe she would just fall into another long slumber, just like the days when she was dormant.

A god was supposed to be immortal. How could she become immortalized? He tried to convince himself that he must have mistaken her messages.

A god would only fall into a dormant state but should not die. When she said about running out of time, maybe she meant that she was expecting another long slumber and that the next awakening might be many, many years later.

Regardless, he wanted to stay by her side until she woke up and would never let her go again.

People only thought about her as a supreme being, but Di Fuyi knew that deep down, she was also a little girl who was always craving for food and sleep. A normal girl who was afraid of being alone. He had seen all of her soft spots and weaknesses.

He was reminded of the look she gave him when she asked for one more drink together in the desert. She looked like a child who was about to be abandoned. He honestly thought that she was playing tricks with him again, so her appeal was answered with an ice-cold rejection.

She must have been feeling really sad at that moment.

How could he be so cruel to her?

Di Fuyi closed his eyes in utter remorse as the pain in his heart almost choked him.

Ah Jiu…

“I know my mistake. Please forgive me, will you?”

“You have to wait for me.”

All of a sudden, something caught his attention, so he looked up and saw the grand hall that was hovering in the sky, not too far away.

The place was overwhelmed with streaks of seven-colored rays while the night sky was glowing with utmost brilliance.

She was there!

He finally found her!

Nervously, his legs started to grow soft to the point where he found it difficult to keep his balance.

Nevertheless, he tried to keep his composure and stay focused. With a leap, he went straight to the top of the hall!

From his current vantage point, the night sky was gorgeous, with billions of stars. Being on top of the hall immediately exposed him to the boundless void of the universe.

The path that led him to the lotus altar was paved with blood-red lotus flowers that made it look like a somewhat dreamlike scene, a beautiful place of utter dreariness. He gazed into the boundless horizon and was immediately captivated by a sense of desolation.

She was sitting right there on the lotus altar. Her delicate face had turned icy cold, and her aura no longer carried the same liveliness that it used to possess. Her hands were pinched together for a spell, but it was in a rather unusual manner. Faint lights could be seen exiting her body and slowly entering the surrounding circle of seven-colored rays in front of her.