The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

Gu Xijiu refused the invitation. “I am not obliged to do that for you.” She intended to give Di Fuyi a taste of his own medicine.

“Divine Lord, I am actually here to help you,” Di Fuyi said while looking at her intently.

“Hmm, you should finish what you have started then. The Monster Princess is quite pretty. You should be glad that you have a glimpse of her body,” Gu Xijiu teased. She then grasped Wu Qianyan by her wrist and was ready to leave.

“If I told you the secret of my bag, would you care to stay and help me?” Di Fuyi quickly added.

Gu Xijiu stopped abruptly. “Tell me first, and then I will decide,” she answered without looking back at him.

As offered, Di Fuyi was ready to tell her what she wanted to know. “The bag has always been around. I do not remember who it belonged to in the first place. You were right. The bag can only contain non-living items, but there is an exception. Without any breath and consciousness, the being can be contained in the bag for a while.”

His explanation was thorough but not entirely convincing. “As far as I am concerned, a living thing can still breathe even without consciousness,” Gu Xijiu turned around and said to Di Fuyi.

Di Fuyi revealed a pill to her. “With this, one can mimic death for two hours.”

Gu Xijiu finally understood the situation.

“You said that even without my help, you can still take Qianyan out of here. Were you going to feed her the pill so that she could mimic death and fit into your bag?” She finally made sense of the whole situation now.

“Divine Lord, you are absolutely right. Please operate on her now.”

Gu Xijiu took the knife and played with it around her fingers. “I do not need it,” she said while flicking the knife away from her hand.

She did not even bother to strip off the princess’s robes. She laid her hand flat on the princess’s chest, and her palm slowly turned invisible as she marked a slash across her skin, thus cutting the princess’s chest wide open.

Oddly enough, the way she cut the skin open with her bare hand caused no bleeding at all. She then pinched her fingers together inside of the wound and squeezed out a piece of the pulmonary lobe. Swiftly, she put her palms together, and the flesh came together and healed instantly.

“Keep the scar,” Di Fuyi added.

Gu Xijiu gave the wound a few flicks, and soon, the scar remained on the princess’ chest.

The whole operation was smooth and brief. Everything was done in less than 15 minutes. Clear blown away, Wu Qianyan looked at her in silent wonder.

In awe, Di Fuyi gazed at Gu Xijiu with the same amount of respect and admiration. “You truly are the creator of the universe.”

She flicked her fingers as if trying to clean them. There was not a single drop of blood on her delicate hands. She then pulled Wu Qianyan over and said, “You have saved my servant’s life this time, so I shall no longer be bothered by the way you previously made me as a tool to your plans. We are even now.” She left swiftly with her teleportation ability.

Di Fuyi was speechless. He knew clearly that this would not be the last time they met. Nonetheless, he set the matter aside and fed the Monster Princess with a pill. Soon, she regained consciousness.

She realized that she was still in the prison cell. Panicked, she looked around and saw a manly figure’s back. She tried to sit up, but pain swept through her entire body every time she moved.

She took a deep breath and said in anger, “Who are you? Why are you standing there like an idiot? How dare you not bow before me?”

Her voice was unexpectedly weak, for she did not have the strength to express her frustration aloud.