At this moment, Commander Tu stood on the city wall, laughing heartily and issuing various provocations.
"A rabble is a rabble. Go back to mining!"
"A bunch of ants trying to shake a great tree? What a fantasy!"
Mo Qi, listening to these harsh taunts, felt so enraged he wanted to spit blood, wishing he could bite Tu, but he couldn't reach him.
Continuing the siege would yield no results and only lead to casualties. Mo Qi had no choice but to order a retreat.
They set up camp on the spot.
Mo Qi summoned his generals to discuss the siege. Everyone looked at each other, and finally, all eyes turned to Mo Qi.
Mo Qi sighed, "You may go."
Suddenly feeling exhausted, he lay down in the camp.
At this moment, a figure slowly walked in.
Exquisitely beautiful, graceful, and elegant, she moved like a delicate willow swaying in the wind, and the wind itself seemed fragrant!
Mo Qi immediately groaned, "Ah, the pain!"
Shui Han furrowed her delicate brows and said softly, "Has it acted up again?"
Mo Qi contorted his face, grabbed Shui Han's hand, and sat up. "Yes, it's so painful. Hurry, kill me. I can't bear it anymore."
Shui Han raised her other hand, and a faint aura of light flowed within it.
Damn, so cold-blooded, ready to kill just like that!
Couldn't you at least hesitate for a moment!
Mo Qi lay back down, his hand still holding Shui Han's. "No, if I die, what will happen to all these people? They're all waiting for me to make decisions. And all those suffering from the Sparrow Fragment Spirit Stones are still waiting for me to rescue them."
Shui Han said calmly, "If you're dead, you won't have to worry about these things. Your troubles and pain will all disappear."
Her idea actually made some sense!
"No, if I give up so easily and act irresponsibly, abandoning others to their fate, I will surely fall into the Avici Hell after death, and the suffering will be endless." Mo Qi broke out in a cold sweat.
To Shui Han, however, his torment seemed even more real!
Shui Han appeared to be persuaded. She retracted her divine power and sighed softly, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"
Mo Qi looked into her eyes. "How about I transfer it back to you? I suddenly don't want to die anymore."
Shui Han was stunned. A hint of disappointment clearly appeared on her face, but she quickly regained her indifferent expression. "Alright!"
Mo Qi caught a glimpse of her fleeting disappointment and felt a pang of discomfort himself.
Did he go too far with that joke?
No, he had to fix it.
"Alas, but how could I bear to let you die? Even if I were to die a thousand or ten thousand times, it still wouldn't change my resolve to die in your place," Mo Qi said profoundly again.
Shui Han pouted slightly, wanting to say something but holding back.
However, it was then that she noticed Mo Qi was holding her hand. She frowned and gently tried to pull away.
Mo Qi tightened his grip instead. "I've found that as long as I hold your hand, the pain seems to lessen a bit."
Shui Han's expression turned slightly cold. "Are you trying to take advantage of me even as you're about to die?"
Mo Qi immediately released her hand, clutched his stomach, and rolled around on the bed. "Ah, the pain! It's killing me! Who told me to be so self-indulgent and bring this upon myself? I deserve to die."
Shui Han slowly extended her delicate hand again.
Mo Qi slowly took Shui Han's hand. His eyes softened, and his trembling body gradually stilled.
For the first time, Shui Han felt a sense of shyness and lowered her head.
At this moment, neither of them realized anything was amiss.
Shui Han slowly sat down. "I came to find you because I wanted to tell you that I'm leaving."
Mo Qi immediately let go of her hand. "You go. After all, the蛊 on you is gone, and the poison is resolved. You're free and unburdened. You don't need to care whether I live or die."
Shui Han shook her head. "Then I won't leave. I'll leave after you die. However, I originally came to prevent the Demon King from emerging, and now..."
Mo Qi finally remembered. After days of fighting, it seemed more than ten days had passed. He hadn't paid any attention at all.
"Oh, that. I'll go then too. Isn't the time not yet here?" Mo Qi sat up and said.
As he sat up, he realized how close they were, so close he could hear each other's breathing.
Shui Han quickly stood up again.
And Mo Qi, for some reason, remembered Zhen Zhen.
These two women had completely different personalities. How could he think of her?
"I see you've been unable to capture the city for a long time, and you're tied up. I've decided to go alone," Shui Han said calmly.
"Don't worry," Mo Qi said, getting off the bed. "This city will fall today."
His resolute tone and soaring spirit were a stark contrast to his earlier sickly appearance.
"Does it not hurt anymore?"
"It doesn't hurt."
After a long pause, Shui Han said, "Your conquests in the Demon Realm, is your ultimate goal truly to overthrow the Demon Emperor's rule and change the corrupt environment of the Demon Realm?"
"Of course," Mo Qi replied without hesitation.
"Easier said than done. My father spent thousands of years building only Sky City as a fortress to prevent demon realm invasions. He never even considered reforming the demon realm," Shui Han said wistfully.
"What your father couldn't do, perhaps his son-in-law can," Mo Qi said with a smile.
Shui Han's face turned grim. "I don't like glib people."
Mo Qi stuck out his tongue. "I'll change."
"You're about to die, what's the point of being sharp-tongued?" Shui Han seemed still displeased.
Mo Qi's mind raced as he carefully considered the meaning of her words.
The dying cannot be sharp-tongued, so what if one is not dying?
He almost told her the truth.
But in the end, he didn't dare to speak it.
If she knew he had deceived her, wouldn't she devour him alive?
"Before I die, I will definitely escort you safely out of the Demon Realm, because that was my original purpose for coming here," Mo Qi said emotionally.
Shui Han snorted coldly. "Who believes you?"
With that, she left.
Mo Qi stared blankly at the empty tent.
After a long while, he took out the Five-Colored Pagoda from his storage bag.
Inside it was Zhen Zhen's soul.
Upon seeing this, he instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his entire body turning cold and stiff.
At some point, a hole had appeared in the Five-Colored Pagoda!
He hadn't used this magical artifact for a long time, so he hadn't noticed!
Over the past decade, he had fought dozens of battles, big and small. Who knew when it had broken?
Many times he had been in mortal danger, and his physical body had been shattered multiple times. The Five-Colored Pagoda was not a supreme treasure, so it was not surprising for it to be damaged, but he had been so careless as to not check it.
He nervously used his Heavenly Eye divine ability to check, and indeed, the Five-Colored Pagoda was empty.
Where had Zhen Zhen inside gone?
Could she have been annihilated?
Thinking of this, Mo Qi was heartbroken and devastated.
He had always wanted to revive her, but in the end, he had harmed her!
No, whether alive or dead, he had to find her!
He put the Five-Colored Pagoda away again!
Perhaps, this would become a clue in the future.
At this moment, a soldier reported that a little girl calling herself Xin'er was looking for Sect Master Mo.
"What is she here for?" Mo Qi muttered to himself and ordered the soldier to let her in.
A moment later, Xin'er came bouncing in.
"You're putting on airs now, needing an announcement to see you. Just how important are you?" Xin'er complained as soon as she saw Mo Qi.
"What are you here for?" Mo Qi, not in the mood for her chatter, retorted.
"My father sent me to help you," Xin'er said straightforwardly.