From now on, no one will be able to stand behind him and protect him like Master. No matter what mistakes he makes, he will be tolerated and forgiven.
Those are all because of the master, but the master is no longer here, and he has to grow up overnight.
"He owes me this..." Hua Xi whispered, her whole body trembling because she suppressed her demonic nature.
Jia Ruo looked at her blankly, "What does master owe you?"
"Don't ask, give me the totem." Hua Xi stretched out her hand, "You won't understand..."
"The eighth totem is Master's life. Don't you even want to explain it?" Jia Ruo asked.
"He died. I died once too. It's just a mistake. Is there any explanation?"
"But Master..."
"Stop talking!" Hua Xi interrupted him coldly. She didn't want to hear anything about Chong Xi.
What is the use of trying to remedy the situation?
Even if he sacrificed his life now, why did he stab that sword back then?
Because of that sword, he suffered for nine thousand years, and she is also suffering now!
Even if she did not regard herself as Princess Hua Xi, the injury caused by that sword still made her unable to feel at ease!
How do you forgive someone who has killed you?
Even if you forgive me, you can't let go.
Even if you are relieved, can you still be with him without any grudges?
Hua Xi asked if she couldn’t do it!
No one in the whole world can do it!
She tilted her head and couldn't help but shed tears. Even someone as strong as her would cry like this.
Jia Ruo felt sour in his heart and couldn't help but say: "I know, you are actually in pain too, but why don't you give Master a chance?"
"I can't do it." Hua Xi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "Maybe this ending is good. If he dies, he doesn't have to regret and struggle with it, and I am finally free."
"Although I don't know what happened back then, Hua Xi, I have followed the master for so many years, and I can guarantee that the master did not kill you for the throne of the God King."
"He personally admitted that it was for the throne of the God King!" Hua Xi said.
"But in the nine thousand years since Master ascended the throne, he has never sat on that throne! He doesn't even care about the affairs of the God Realm. Most matters are left to the three elders and some gods. Important decisions are made by them.
Come to Chonghua Palace to report, Master, Master has only been alone in Chonghua Palace for nine thousand years..."
"Nonsense..." Hua Xi muttered.
"I...even if I'm talking nonsense, it's impossible for the master to come back. Why should I talk nonsense?" Jia Ruo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Then why did he want to kill me?!" Hua Xi grabbed Jia Ruo's shoulders and shook him vigorously, "Chong Xi is not dead at all, is he? There is no Chong Xi's soul in the carriage heading to the World of Heroes!"
Jia Ruo looked at the glimmer of hope in her eyes. He wanted to nod and tell her, yes, the master was not dead.
But... the master is indeed dead, there is no way he could lie.
"Hua Xi, Master...has no soul."
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could he not have a soul?" Everyone has a soul, and so do gods!
"It's true, the master has no soul. He was born from the starlight with a noble bloodline, but has no soul. He is the Buddha in the Western Paradise. The essence of the sun, moon and stars is used to replace the soul and be sealed in his body. Therefore,
