The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

"That's it."

The blindfolded woman slowly stood up. Under her luxurious skirt, her slender legs were wrapped in black bandages.

She nodded slightly: "Isn't this a trick played by the gods?"

"this......"

The purple-robed archbishop looked troubled: "That cannot be confirmed."

"I see."

The Pope did not embarrass him, but pondered for a moment.

"Where's Ji Siye?"

"Here it is."

Among the respectful priests, there was a girl with lavender hair. She was not as respectful to the Pope as the other priests around her. Instead, she sat casually on a chair that she got from somewhere, crossed her legs, and answered casually.

"Ji Siye!" The purple-robed archbishop's face froze. "Look at what you look like now. The Pope is talking to you!"

"It doesn't matter."

The Pope waved his hand and looked at the casual girl in front of him with a gentle smile.

"She has the purest bloodline in our entire demon race. Besides, the child is still young, so it's just right for her to be more youthful and energetic. Archbishop, I remember that you looked like her when you were a child, or even more so."

The purple-robed archbishop lowered his head, covered his face, and listened to his own dark history, unable to speak.

The girl named Ji Siye just sat there with her hands, her deep purple eyes lowered, playing with her fingers, her long light purple hair fell on her temples, half covering her profile.

"Your Holiness is right—"

She echoed it without even looking up, just making her attitude clear.

"you!"

The purple cardinal stamped his feet in anger.

"All right."

The Pope sighed softly, and slowly walked down the steps from the high throne, and said slowly:

"Given the current situation, whether the God Clan is truly in decline or just showing weakness, we will just keep up with them."

She glanced at the people kneeling around her, her voice was clear and pleasant, but with unquestionable majesty.

"only."

She turned again and looked in the direction of Ji Siye, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"The war between the Demon Cult and the God Clan has been going on for ten thousand years. Now, the attitudes of the human race and the demon race are crucial. You must know that our Demon Cult and the God Clan's Northern Julu Continent are not adjacent. If a full-scale war really breaks out, the wishes of the two races are extremely important."

"Now, I do have some connections in Baidi City, but Qiu Shui..."

She stared straight at Ji Siye.

"Si Ye, how about you go and talk to Qiu Shui? After all, it is located in the extreme south of Dongsheng Shenzhou, a vital strategic location. We need to know their attitude - whether they will choose the God Clan, our Demon Cult, or just stay out of it."

When she heard the word "Qiu Shui", Ji Siye's fingers stopped unconsciously, without even her noticing.

She was stunned.

When she heard this familiar name again, a series of images emerged in her mind, one after another, like a broken mirror, or like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

I remembered the figure of a man in white, smiling gently...

I remembered those vows and warmth.

And the betrayal she suffered... and the almost desperate waiting.

The girl shook her head, bit her lips, and her eyes were determined.

"No."

To the members of the Demon Cult, vetoing the Pope's order seemed to be an unreasonable thing.

The priests around her looked at her with confusion, complaint and anger.

How dare you speak to the Pope like that?

"That's it."

Unexpectedly, the Pope merely nodded and did not refute her. Instead, he took a step and slowly walked towards Ji Siye.

In the empty Demon Palace, you could hear a pin drop. Only the sound of His Holiness the Pope's high-heeled shoes echoed in the empty palace.

She slowly walked in front of Ji Ziye, raised her slender, black-silked hand, and gently hooked the girl's chin.

He half-knelt down, looked directly at the girl in front of him, and put his face in front of her. His eyes covered by the black veil seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and the long black skirt behind him fell on the carpet.

"why?"

The Pope asked with a faint smile on his face.

Ji Siye was stunned, bit his lips and shook his head.

"No reason."

"That's it..."

The Pope seemed to think, then nodded slightly.

"Then I understand. You go to Baidi City. I'll find another way as for Qiu Shui."

Her voice was gentle, and although she was dubbed the Demon Lord, at this moment, her figure exuded holiness.

The Pope smiled, his eyes narrowed into crescents, and touched Ji Siye's hair at the temples with a smile.

"Are you satisfied with this?"

145. Will surprise different people

Ji Siye was walking on the small path in Yaguan.

This is the capital of the Demon Cult, which is over 200 miles long and wide from north to south, and over 200 miles long and wide from east to west. This is the largest capital of Nanposo Province, and the base camp of the Demon Cult which is called the "Holy City".

The Demon Cult is different from the human race. It has various identities and ranks such as sects, masters, monarchs and ministers. They believe more in blood connections, which is more similar to the demon race.

They have a common ancestor whom they worship, and that is the old God King who led many tribes to migrate and be exiled to Nanposo Province.

Here, the old God King realized a great power different from that of gods, and was called the Demon God. The Demon God has the same blood power as gods, which comes from the heaven and earth and can be continuously inherited.

The purer the bloodline one possesses, the greater the demonic power one inherits.

Ji Siye is the demon with the purest bloodline in the entire demon clan today, and possibly in the entire history of the demon clan, except for the old God King.

She is called "Si Ming" and according to legend, she has the power over life and death and is worshipped by all the people of the Demon Cult...

This is her unchangeable mission since she was born.

On the busy street, the girl shuttled between the crowds. She was wearing a hood that covered her conspicuous lavender long hair.

Sometimes, she really hated the trouble that the identity of "Si Ming" brought her, but it was only sometimes - on most days, she still fulfilled her duties as Si Ming conscientiously.

She would pray for the demon cult, talk to deceased ancestors, and even use her own blood to purify the filthy demons and drive away disasters and diseases.

Her symbolic significance is thousands of times greater than her actual significance.

She walked into the alley familiarly, jumped onto a treetop, stepped on the thick branches, and climbed up to an old bell tower.

In the bell tower, the old ancient bell was quietly placed. It had been abandoned long ago. A new timekeeping device rose from the ground outside the Demon Palace. The sound transmitted from there was enough to resound throughout the entire capital.

Ji Siye sat on the high bell tower, cross-legged, and silently took in the entire capital of the Demon Cult.

Night Watchman, the one who is in charge of the night, this name was given to her by the Pope.

It is said that the day she was born was a total solar eclipse, the entire sky was shrouded in darkness, and not a trace of light could be seen.

His Holiness the Pope took the newborn baby, looked at her pure demon blood, held her in his arms, and named her "Si Ye".

She gave her own surname to the baby in her arms and treated the baby as if it were her own child. If nothing unexpected happened, after the Pope abdicated, the girl named Ji Siye would take over her position.

She is very depressed now.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, she has just reached adolescence, and it’s okay to be a little rebellious occasionally.

This may even be the case in the eyes of her adoptive mother, Her Highness the Pope.

However, only Ji Siye himself knew that it was not the case.

not like this.

She won't get angry or rebel, she is mature enough and has her own opinions on everything.

The reason why she was angry was just because she heard a familiar name, a name that she deliberately ignored and did not want to recall.

"Autumn water."

The girl sat on top of the tall clock tower, looking down at the capital, and spoke softly.

A maturity that was not in line with her age emerged in her eyes. This was the maturity that she had always kept deep in her heart and never dared to show in front of others.

Not even the Pope.

Ji Siye was actually a little afraid of Her Highness the Pope, even though she had raised him since he was a child and had never felt angry or complained about such negative emotions...

The reason why.

She is so perfect that it scares Ji Siye. Does such a perfect person really exist in the world?

Especially her eyes. In Ji Siye's memory, she had only seen His Holiness the Pope take off the black veil from his eyes once. She was deeply impressed by a pair of dark purple eyes as deep as the abyss.

It seems to be able to see into people's hearts and know everything.

She was afraid that her secret would be known by others.

So, she kept resisting, avoiding, and being wary of the Pope, never daring to look her in the eye.

because......

She was born again.

"call--"

Ji Siye sighed deeply, looked into the distance, and calmed his turbulent heart.

This is the memory she is most reluctant to mention and most reluctant to recall.

She would rather not be reborn.

But this is indeed what happened, and she wants to forget it and escape from it.

Now, when the word "Qiu Shui" came out of the Pope's mouth, Ji Siye's heart couldn't help but slow down for two beats. Her stunned look at that time must have been seen by the Pope.

Why can't I control my emotions?

As he thought about it, a vague figure of a man emerged in Ji Siye's mind. He was smiling and gently stroking the hair on his forehead. He curled up on the man's legs and closed his eyes peacefully.

Ji Siye shook his head, dispelling the images that appeared in his mind.

She didn't want to think of that person. If she didn't think of him, she wouldn't reminisce about him. If she didn't reminisce about him, she wouldn't be moved. If she wasn't moved, she wouldn't feel pain.

Sometimes, whoever shows his true heart first is the loser.

She would rather hide in Baidi City, a place she had never set foot on, than go to Qiu Shui, which was once so familiar to her.

Ji Siye emptied her mind and looked straight into the distance, not thinking about the things that bothered her.

However, not wanting to think about it doesn’t mean you can stop thinking about it.

Her mind was empty and her thoughts were scattered, but the images of several girls of different appearances appeared in her mind.

Those were her senior and junior sisters.

"Si Ye, get up and eat!"

That was the senior sister who was standing with her hands on her hips and smiling brightly. She was wearing a red dress and the sunlight fell on her face, making her look cute and lovely.

"Lack of spiritual medicine? Here, my storage ring, just take it yourself."

The blonde second sister, who seemed cold on the outside but warm on the inside, threw a spiritual storage ring towards her without even raising her head, concentrating on handling her own affairs.

"Sister, this is the spiritual weapon I just refined. Keep it for yourself. Don't let Senior Sister know about it, or she will come and snatch it away."