“The Supreme Mission is the reason for my existence, the answer to all questions.”
“And what is that?”
Such a mysterious description it sounded like some kind of cosmic constant, like finding it would solve every problem.
But Wu Yi had no idea what she was talking about.
So Kefulu switched to a more straightforward explanation:
“What you need to do is find Wu Yi.”
“Find… Wu Yi? And then?”
“And then?”
Wu Yi felt a delicate hand brush her cheek.
The tip of her tongue lightly teased Wu Yi’s sensitive earlobe:
“Want to know what I’ll do to Wu Yi…? Why not experience it for yourself?”
“No! Hard pass!”
Wu Yi firmly rejected the idea.
The tentacle that had been tightening around her thigh finally let go, followed by a stream of amused, melodious laughter like a cat toying with a cornered hamster, simply enjoying the thrill of watching its prey squirm helplessly in its grasp.
“You’re quite an amusing little priestess.”
“Well then, if you have no more divine messages for the congregation, I’ll take my leave.” Wu Yi quickly said.
Her cheeks were already flushed, and her mind slightly clouded from the toxin on those tentacles.
She had to get out of here—fast.
A true evil god, indeed far too dangerous!
“Mmm~ Actually, I do have something I need you to pass along.”
“At your command.”
“Tell them to locate Wu Yi as soon as possible. Once her whereabouts are discovered, do not alert her and inform me first.”
Thanks a lot, too late not to alert.
If the little fox cubs weren’t still settling in, Wu Yi would’ve already set off for the island tonight to hide.
Phew—thank goodness Kefulu didn’t recognize her in her Prophet form.
As the Prophet, she had zero ability to fight back.
If Kefulu ever discovered her true identity… that’d be a disaster.
But still why was she so obsessed with finding Wu Yi?
Where did that urge even come from?
She needed to ask Xiao Qi back home.
Maybe the little one would slip up and reveal something.
“Go now. Your body bears my mark. If I need you again, I’ll summon you.”
A mark? So the toxin earlier was to brand her with the evil god’s seal?
What exactly did this mark do?
Could it allow for surveillance?
It looked like she’d need to tread even more carefully from now on.
Supporting herself on the wall, Wu Yi limped back the way she came.
Her ankle had already been twisted earlier, and now her whole body moved at a turtle’s pace.
“Too weak. I’ll take you.”
Kefulu wrapped around Wu Yi’s waist again, scooping her into a powerful embrace.
In a flash, they were already at the door.
Weak? Tch. The Prophet form is temporary.
Just wait until I return as the Demoness Wu Yi then I’ll give you a proper lesson, you ungrateful daughter…
I’ll bite your tentacles with wasabi in my mouth!
“Priestess.”
The vice high priestess had been waiting outside for some time.
She’d genuinely worried the girl wouldn’t come back out after falling too deep.
If that happened, they’d have to start all over with a new test subject.
“I’ve met with Lady Kefulu,” Wu Yi said, “Please take me back to shore first.”
“Did Lady Kefulu give any new instructions?”
Yes, she told you to grab me and offer me up to the evil god ASAP.
“Lady Kefulu said, if Wu Yi’s whereabouts are discovered, do not alert her. Report to her immediately,” Wu Yi recited solemnly.
“Princess Wu Yi has been missing for ten years. It won’t be easy to find her,” the vice high priestess said with a bitter smile.
“Indeed~” Wu Yi raised her brows ever so slightly.
……
The cult’s large ship swayed gently back to the harbor.
With the vice high priestess personally leading the way, Wu Yi returned to her residence.
Even before she reached her doorstep, she could already hear a commotion.
The noise tightened her chest with unease.
She quickened her pace.
“Little girl, my dad is a famous maritime merchant! Letting you come with me is doing you a favor—don’t be ungrateful!”
“Xiao Qi, no… let go… mmph, Mama…”
It was Xiao Qi’s voice!
From the sound of it, she was surrounded by a few teen boys.
Someone was yanking her clothes, trying to drag her away.
“Let go of my daughter!”
Wu Yi didn’t even know where the strength came from, ignoring the pain in her ankle, she dashed forward, shoved aside the punks, and pulled Xiao Qi tightly into her arms, shielding her.
“Ma-ma… where did you go…”
The little girl trembled against Wu Yi’s shoulder, clearly terrified.
“I’ll explain later.”
If there was one thing in this world that Wu Yi absolutely would not tolerate her ultimate, untouchable bottom line it was her seven little fox gourds.
You could chop her down, gut her kidneys, but if you so much as touched a single leaf on her little fox gourds unforgivable!
Fury surged from her chest through every inch of her body, power simmering just beneath the surface she was half a breath away from transforming into her Demoness form.
“Yo, mother and daughter, huh? Tsk tsk, such a young and gorgeous mom even hotter than the kid… Perfect! I’ll offer you both to my old man as ship-wives. You’re coming with me! I promise you a life of luxury never to worry about food or clothes again!”
The voice sounded like it came from a boy of no more than fourteen or fifteen, but the tone carried the shamelessness of a seasoned street thug.
Wu Yi, frail but ice-cold, asked, “Who are you people?”
“You blind or what? Livin’ in Bibo City and don’t know our Young Master? Oh wait, you really might be blind,” one of the punk’s lackeys sneered, “Listen up, this is the heir of the Twilight Trading Guild! Even the city lord gives him face!”
“Twilight Trading Guild?” The vice high priestess trembled slightly.
She leaned in and whispered to Wu Yi, “Priestess… it’s them. They’re not real merchants…”
“Then what are they?”
“They claim to be sea traders, but in reality they loot, pillage, burn, and kill… They’re marauders, they’re pirates!”
Pirates.
Again, pirates!
In just a day and a half back on land, Wu Yi had heard that word more times than she could count.
First, they ambushed and killed Wu Ma.
Then the city lord mentioned the deeds of the three major forces.
And just earlier, on Temple Island, she’d learned that the followers of the Dagon Cult were once ordinary folk, driven to desperation by the torture of pirates forced to embrace a cult of an evil god in the hope of revenge.
These scum had taken decent people and crushed their lives until there was nothing left but hatred.
And now, they dared show up at her doorstep—trying to snatch Xiao Qi right out in broad daylight, in the middle of Bibo City.
Bibo City was supposed to be a lawful city-state under Donghuang’s protection.
How could these pirates be so brazen?!
She’d thought they were just scattered thugs drifting along trade routes but now, it was clear the problem was far more serious than she had imagined.
But this time…
They picked the wrong person to mess with.