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"Would you like to pamper your loyal little fox here?"
Chapter Twenty-Five: Shadow and Truth / Funeral (4K)
"A Pure Land of One Heart".
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Hearing the man's greeting with a faint smile, Balzeb remained in meditation with his eyes closed.
Are you ignoring me?
"Never mind then. I was hoping you two could meet, but what a pity..."
Lin Jiu'an muttered to himself as he prepared to leave.
When you close your eyes and meditate, your other senses are always amplified.
As Balzeb listened to the fading footsteps, he suddenly sensed a familiar presence.
The scent of my older sister?
Barzeb suddenly opened his eyes and saw Lin Qingsu holding a somewhat illusory body in her hand.
"elder sister?!"
Balzeb stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Even though the other person had their back turned, she recognized them at a glance as her sister Baal, who had died five hundred years ago.
But Lin Jiu'an seemed not to hear her, and continued to carry the sleeping Baal, as if he was about to leave "Pure Land of One Heart".
"Stop!" Balzeb couldn't help but order.
"you call me?"
Lin Jiu'an turned around, and the woman in his arms revealed her face.
That was a woman who looked exactly like her, but whose temperament was completely different from her coldness. Even when she was asleep, she still exuded a gentle aura.
Why is my sister in your hands?
"Is this what you're talking about?"
Lin Jiu'an casually picked up Balzeb, treating him like an object, which angered Balzeb. For the first time, the iron chain groaned as it was being pulled.
"She's always been here."
"I simply killed some people and absorbed some life force to strengthen her remnant soul, that's all."
Barzeb didn't quite understand what he was saying, but she did understand one thing.
His own sister, Baal, has a chance to be resurrected!
"Release her," Barzeb commanded. "Give her to me!"
"Tsk, that tone..."
"You don't seem to understand the current situation?"
Lin Jiu'an smiled, and the visible blood color merged into Ba'er's body, causing her originally peaceful sleeping face to show pain, as if she had had some painful nightmare.
"live...?!"
'Snap!'
Balzeb stared blankly at Lin Jiu'an.
My face is burning.
Lin Jiu'an grabbed her cheek, his expression turning cold.
"I think you should understand who you really are."
"You're nothing but a prisoner, and you think you're Thor?"
"If you dare to speak to me in that tone or with that expression again..."
"I'll kill your sister first, then I'll kill you, understand?"
Balzeb stared coldly at Lin Jiu'an.
She didn't want to deal with this human; she'd let him do whatever he wanted with her.
But when he caught a glimpse of his sister being held in his arms, and heard her painful groans and obvious struggle, Balzeb finally couldn't hold on any longer.
"I understand."
"The tone is wrong."
"...I see."
Barzeb tried his best to use the gentlest tone he could muster, but it still carried an inescapable air of indifference.
Lin Jiu'an didn't mind; one has to eat one bite at a time.
It's unrealistic to expect Balzeb to change his habits that have lasted for thousands of years all at once.
"very good."
"Come, call me master."
“Don’t go too far,” Balzeb said coldly.
"Excessive?"
Lin Jiu'an lifted Balzeb up, allowing Balzeb to see her sister more clearly.
At this moment, feeling that familiar aura that was so close, one that she had not forgotten even after five hundred years, and looking at that familiar face, Balzeb finally confirmed that this was indeed her sister!
Although the soul is like a candle flickering in the wind, easily extinguished.
But this is indeed her older sister!
But before Balzeb could get excited, she saw the blood in Lin Jiu'an's hand rapidly flow into Balzeb's body, and her sister's already somewhat painful expression became even more painful, and her already weak soul even showed signs of almost being extinguished.
"stop!"
"I told you to stop!"
"If you have any complaints, take them out on me! Don't hurt my sister!"
Barzeb screamed and struggled frantically, pulling on the rock chains.
Unfortunately, all her struggles were in vain. She could only watch helplessly as her sister's expression grew increasingly painful, and her soul began to fade visibly.
"Master! Master!"
Barzeb could no longer hold on.
"Don't hurt her! I'll do anything you want! Just don't hurt her!"
"If only you had been obedient from the beginning, everything would have been fine."
Lin Jiu'an snapped his fingers, and all the chains binding Balzeb were retracted into the stone pillars.
After a brief moment of shock at suddenly regaining his freedom, Barzeb quickly came to his senses.
She instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Lin Jiu'an. The lightning surged into Lin Jiu'an's body, paralyzing him, and then she quickly moved away from him, holding Baal's soul.
Lin Jiu'an didn't pay any attention and just watched as Balzebu carried her sister to a corner of "Pure Land of One Heart".
"elder sister."
Balzeb held Bal tightly, looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar gentle face, and smiled. Her beautiful purple eyes, which were originally cold, were now blurred with tears.
Like a child, she touched Bal's cheeks again and again with her hands and face, feeling that familiar touch. She could no longer hold back and burst into tears like a child.
Tears dripped onto Baal's face, she wiped them away, and then they dripped onto her face again.
After a long time.
Barzeb seemed to have finally remembered the important matter.
He immediately began pouring his power into Baal's body.
She and her sister were twins.
Power originates from the same source.
When she was injured, the best and most effective way to heal her was for Baal to infuse her with his "lightning".
But what frightened her was that no matter how much she poured her "lightning" into her, her sister's soul showed no sign of growing stronger. Instead, it seemed to fade under the influence of her violent "lightning."
Barzebu was immediately frightened and dared not inject any more "lightning" into his sister's body, fearing that his recklessness would cause even this last glimmer of hope to disappear.
Just then, she heard the sound of a man's approaching footsteps.
Barzeb looked up, his cold and beautiful face still covered in tears like a little kitten.
"How can we wake my sister up?" Balzeb asked.
"Are you an idiot?" Lin Jiu'an asked.
Balzeb's expression remained unchanged. For her, who now had the most important "resurrected sister," things like cursing her were completely unimportant.
"tell me."
"Of course, your 'lightning' won't work."
Lin Jiu'an chuckled, "Her remnant soul has been trapped inside 'Dream of One Heart' for five hundred years."
"She's constantly 'nourished' by your 'lightning,' yet you haven't noticed a thing."
"And I, in such a short time using 'Dream Focus,' have given your sister's remnant soul a 'body' again."
"tell me!"
Barzeb raised his pitch by one notch.
She couldn't understand how this mere mortal dared to speak to her like that when she was already free.
But the next moment, Lin Jiu'an suddenly grabbed her neck and pinned her to the ground.
"Did I give you face?"
Is this how you talk to your master?
Barzeb gritted her teeth; at that moment, she truly wanted to subdue him and force him to reveal how to resurrect her sister.
But looking at Lin Jiu'an's manic and tyrannical smile...
Balzeb suddenly recalled the scene of her fighting him here before. No matter how many times she killed him, she got tired of it, but he still kept attacking her.
This kind of people.
If she really used force.
Ultimately, it was he who forced her to reveal the method to revive her sister.
Or did he take his sister with him to die?
Or perhaps he has some other means of controlling himself...?
Perhaps because his sister was right beside him, Balzeb's mind, which was otherwise useless except for "martial arts," began to have many unusual thoughts.
Finally, her expression softened.
"please."
She spoke those three words haltingly, clearly not used to saying them.
However, his face was full of pleading.
Lin Qingsu laughed and patted her cheek: "Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier?"
This contemptuous act no longer angered Balzeb; now she only wanted to resurrect her sister.
"Please," she said again, this time with a slightly smoother delivery than before.
After a long pause, looking at Lin Jiu'an with a half-smile, she added with difficulty, "...Master."
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Ayato Kamisato's funeral was held as scheduled.
The Kujo family, along with the affiliated families of the Kujo and Kamisato families, arrived at the Kamisato family's residence one after another.
Kayo Kamisato, the former wife of the head of the Kamisato family who recently returned home, is in charge of welcoming the guests.
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