The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

“Is he going to die when I resurrect?” Gu Xijiu asked a question that she barely dared to ask. After asking this question, she subconsciously held her breath…

The voice still did not speak.

Her heart and body froze, and her mind went blank! It felt like she was walking into an ice cave during the winter.

“If that’s the case, I don’t want to resurrect!” If she could trade her life for his, she would do it in a heartbeat.

“This… It is not under your control. His destiny has been fixed. It has nothing to do with your resurrection. If you practice diligently, you may be able to resurrect after 40 or 50 years. If you are lazy, you will only resurrect in 400 or 500 years. You can’t really change that. You will be punished again if you decide to do otherwise…”

Gu Xijiu remained silent. She hated the heavens for the first time! She closed her eyes slightly and asked, “What is God’s intention? Who decided it?”

The messenger chuckled. “All you humans know that no one can go against God’s will, even the fairies of the upper bound can’t. Don’t have second thoughts.”

Gu Xijiu remained silent for a moment. Later, she asked, “Is it true that I am not fated to be with him?”

The voice went silent again. They really should not be together. Di Fuyi had to pay a hefty price for breaking the heavenly laws. He had acted against the will of God several times; it was almost impossible for him to master his own fate now.

“How many years does he still have? 50? 60?” Gu Xijiu continued to ask because she wanted to know if she could see him again before he died. At least he would not have to die alone. Furthermore, they would not let him die before she resurrected, right?

The messenger sighed softly. “You don’t have to know the answer to that question. Both of you will never see each other again. You should start to think about you are going to govern this world after your resurrection!”

Gu Xijiu felt as though she had been punched in the face. They had no change to meet each other again? Did that mean he did not even have 40 to 50 years left?

“How long does he have? I just want to know how long!”

The voice did not respond.

Gu Xijiu was very frustrated. “Tell me! How long does he have?!” The image of Di Fuyi’s pale face and his white hair flashed in her mind. Her hands and feet began to tremble.

Had he entered into the last phase of his life? Gu Xijiu became more forceful. “You don’t want to say? If you don’t say, I am not going to practice; even if I am resurrected, I will not do anything! I will turn into a demon and destroy the world! I will do it!”

The voice seemed to have regretted telling her so much. It coldly said, “If you become a demon, you will be punished!”

Gu Xijiu’s brain could not think rationally anymore. She blurted, “It doesn’t matter! I am not afraid of death. Do you think I will be afraid of your punishment?! How many years does he have? 30 or 40 years?”

The voice finally answered, “No… Not so many.”

Gu Xijiu’s s heart sank again. “20 or 30 years? You have to give me time for a handover, right?”