Chapter 958: Chapter 564: A Little Red Flower for You
The air fell silent.
A handso, spirited white-robed, black-haired Confucian Scholar stood face to face with a transparent woman in an azure and gold Immortal Dress of unknown origin.
Two beings, face to face.
The atmosphere was quiet and eerie.
Zhao Rong did not speak, and neither did the transparent woman.
The forr stared, unblinking, at the latter’s dress hem, as if afraid that should he blink, the transparent woman might once again vanish or suddenly draw near.
At so point, Zhao Rong’s back had beco drenched in cold sweat, soaking his white robes.
The chilling wind from the distant Sin Abyss swept into the center of this desolate ancient city, maintaining its bone-chilling cold. It brazenly crept down the back of his wet, sweaty clothes, as if a barrel of ice cubes had been dumped on his back, stirring frantically in the icy cold.
Zhao Rong maintained a calm expression.
If the enemy doesn’t move, I won’t move.
Ti passed second by second.
The transparent woman seed to study him, unaffected save for the slight lift of her dress by the autumn breeze.
Zhao Rong: “……”
During this tense standoff, he was rapidly pondering the cause.
It was evident that this was her domain, as the azure and gold Immortal Dress had previously been suspended inside a Crystal Pavilion. Even the fish had not found it strange.
Therefore, these things likely belonged to the relic, or at least had deep connections to it.
This made it even trickier; this was their territory.
He was the intruding outsider.
Yet Zhao Rong felt that throughout his approach to the relic, he had done nothing wrong, like secretly taking anything or recklessly trespassing its restrictions.
He considered himself a law-abiding, handso, and polite guest.
Except for a certain reckless, headstrong Demon Dragon from not long ago, but hadn’t Luo Xiu the Heroine subdued it?
It had learned its lesson; let it be.
Alright, Zhao Rong admitted, perhaps when first entering this deserted relic, he had a sowhat devious intent, following the fish, looking around with itching hands.
Considering whether to embark on an adventure, unlock a new map, search for fateful treasures, but! Weren’t these thoughts all stopped by the just and brave fish Heroine in ti? He, too, had recognized his mistakes and prepared to return after the fish Heroine left… No, anyway, the cri in his mind didn’t count! Why presu Zhao Ziyu guilty?
Despite his inner resistance, Zhao Rong was indeed encountering a ghost at the mont.
Well, probably a ghost.
He had three conjectures for the current situation.
She might be the Artifact Spirit of this obviously extraordinary azure and gold Immortal Dress.
Possibly a wandering ancient soul within the relic, a remnant human spirit, yet capable of attire so noble and mysterious,
Or perhaps… a projection or avatar of so powerful entity?
At that mont, Zhao Rong’s peripheral vision glanced at the empty, featureless head of the transparent woman.
Then slowly drifted downward.
His gaze fell upon the ground beside her…
Phew, thank goodness there was a shadow.
But, damn, why does the shadow have a head!?
Zhao Rong paused his breath.
It was the shadow of a woman’s head…
Damn, what kind of ‘unclean’ existence is this?
He swore internally, yet his face remained expressionless.
“She seems… harmless.”
Gui suddenly spoke.
Zhao Rong nodded in his heart, sincerely saying, “How about the Great Sword Spirit, Gui, co out and ask her for ? She looks like a remnant soul, you might be kindred spirits. Family doesn’t harm family, could you persuade her to stop following ?”
Gui: “……”
Teasing the Sword Spirit slightly eased Zhao Rong’s tense nerves.
He quickly cleared his chaotic thoughts.
Zhao Rong realized that this stalemate was not a solution.
Regardless, beheading if the head was reared, beheading if retracted.
Besides, he thought of one more thing.
At this mont, Zhao Rong took a deep breath, lifted his head, and faced the stationary transparent woman with a slight smile, saying:
“Um, was it you who tried to shut the door earlier? You want… to et alone?”
Clearly, the fish had hurriedly entered because of sothing she did.
Zhao Rong could not conceive of any other motive for the transparent woman to create an opportunity to see him alone.
The transparent woman in the Frosty Dawn Immortal Skirt did not speak, and perhaps was unable to speak.
She slightly tilted her head.
Yes, Zhao Rong realized this from her shadow on the ground in his peripheral vision.
The transparent woman suddenly moved.
Zhao Rong took a step back in caution but soon relaxed slightly.
Because she was not approaching him but moving away obliquely forward…
Her azure and gold dress floated into the Crystal Pavilion, where she stood before the crystal table, bending down to activate a chanism in the table’s corner, seemingly retrieving sothing…
Zhao Rong watched the woman’s actions inside the pavilion with great curiosity. Her back to him, her waist was as slender as Li Nu’s, her figure not too tall, akin to Qing Jun, yet tall for a woman of the Human Clan.
Absent the missing head, the elegant curve of her figure alone could evoke in a man the anticipation of a Goddess, expecting her to turn with a sudden smile.
Regrettably… her head was invisible.
Inside the pavilion was a transparent woman wearing the sa Frosty Dawn Immortal Skirt as the tall woman earlier but with a different posture. She turned and left the Crystal Pavilion, drifting toward Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong imdiately grew vigilant, muscles tensed, shifting one foot back to brace the ground.
Quietly gathering strength.
Like a leopard ready to pounce desperately at any mont.
The transparent woman appeared indifferent, drifting unhesitatingly in front of Zhao Rong.
Then.
Two empty sleeves… or rather, her hands, rose directly.
The transparent woman held out an item, presenting it to Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong imdiately froze.
In front of him, the transparent hands held… a Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower.
But the color differed from all Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers he had ever seen.
It was blood-red.
A blood-red Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower.
As if soaked in soone’s blood.
Yet, as Zhao Rong knew, the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower was said to originate from the Moon Palace, pure and holy, without a trace of impurity.
Maiden’s blood couldn’t stain it, only make it purer, while other blood or liquids would rely dull its grey, incapable of coloring it otherwise…
Zhao Rong lowered his head, blankly staring for a mont.
He watched the transparent woman’s flower-holding hands, using a finger to gesture at himself, “Is this… for ?”
Having finished the inquiry, Zhao Rong glanced at her face, realizing that her transparent visage yielded nothing as he saw only the ground behind her…
He turned to look at the shadow of the woman on the ground.
The transparent woman nodded, holding the flower with both hands, her shoulders slightly tense.
As if nervous, afraid of being rejected.
Zhao Rong was montarily bewildered, lowering much of his guard.
Was she… gifting a small red flower?
He blinked curiously.
Just giving a flower, that should be a gesture of goodwill, right? Couldn’t it be poisoned? A gift ant to kill?
If it was an absurdity like that, Zhao Rong would die accepting it peacefully.
Suppressing his laugh, he nodded, reaching to accept the small red flower from the transparent woman’s hands.
“Thank you.”
Zhao Rong nodded with a smile, curiously pinching the fiery red petals, “It’s beautiful.”
He always believed that every stranger’s goodwill should be properly reciprocated.
The transparent woman was very pleased.
For she began to dance.
At that mont, in front of Zhao Rong, the transparent woman tiptoed back, gently raising her arms as she gracefully twirled in the air, her form relaxing, joyous and open, extending her delicate arms.
The ethereal hem of her icy blue dress whirled around like the sleeves of a goddess’ dress.
The scene was dreamlike, otherworldly.
Zhao Rong eased considerably, though still on guard.
Yet the transparent woman seed unfazed, floating unhesitatingly before Zhao Rong.
Then,
Two empty sleeves… aning, her two hands, lifted up directly.
The transparent woman cradled an object, presenting it to Zhao Rong.
“…”
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PS: A/N: Thank you for reading!
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