CHAPTER 971: CHAPTER 951: THE UNDERGROUND PALACE (PART 2)

Qhianqhian clutched the small bow and arrow, watching Tang Tianyi with a puzzled expression as he opened his mouth wide towards her. What was he saying?

It seemed like... be... careful?

Be careful of what?

Before her confusion could end, there was a whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye, she found herself in another place, looking at a grand, palace-like room, with a luxurious chair, and on it, a woman...

The woman’s skin was snow-white, with delicate eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding an aura that was beyond ordinary people. She wore a crimson long dress, made of light fabric, and a matching thin veil that highlighted her fairness. A golden Phoenix Crown adorned her head, and her red lips were full of allure, while her palm-sized face was filled with tenderness.

Truly, a beauty capable of toppling a city with a glance, and a nation with a second.

Yet Qhianqhian slightly furrowed her brows. Why did her heart instinctively reject this? Was it a sixth sense? Was this the Stepmother or the Mistress? It made no sense...

"Who are you?" The woman saw Qhianqhian, her willow eyebrows arching in defiance and arrogance: "Why do you not kneel when you see this Divine Honorific?"

No time for panic; the unfamiliar environment, the absence of familiar people, left her with a few thoughts on her face.

Divine Honorific? Hearing this unfamiliar title, Qhianqhian suddenly felt like she was in a strange place.

Still slightly furrowing her brows, she wanted to put away her little bow and arrow but found that she couldn’t store it in her ring, which made her suspicious.

The egg was like this, and now the bow too? With a bow but no arrow, if the opponent decided to kill her, she couldn’t escape.

The oppressive aura from the opponent was something she couldn’t compete with, but she could still stand under this pressure, feeling supported from deep within her Sea of Knowledge.

"Who I am is not important, what’s important is who you are." Qhianqhian had not foolishly revealed her identity, stabilizing herself after assessing the environment.

"Me? You don’t even know who this Divine Honorific is? Ignorant and helpless! And you dare to call yourself ’me’ in the presence of this Divine Honorific? Who gave you that courage?"

Qhianqhian hadn’t reacted yet before the woman floated to her, grabbing her neck in a rage: "Defying this Divine Honorific means death!"

Qhianqhian struggled helplessly, unable to do anything but watch as she struggled to breathe under the woman’s power, her entire body in a strange state.

But in the next moment, the woman threw Qhianqhian to the ground before floating back to her throne with a snort: "Did the King send you?"

King? Hearing this unfamiliar term, Qhianqhian was confused, but she managed to find a bottle of water, slowly pouring some for herself, finally able to breathe more easily. She nearly got strangled!

Checking the red marks on her neck with a mirror, Qhianqhian felt some lingering fear. It seemed the woman indeed had murderous intentions.

But now, as she looked at the woman, it appeared she had no intent to kill anymore.

"Do you know how I got here?" she asked, tightly clutching the dark bow for comfort.

Before coming, Diwu Yan had said that when the time came, these people would be rejected by the Immortal Island, no matter life or death, they would be teleported out, so survival was the only thing to ensure.

This woman seemed like someone who hadn’t spoken in a long time. As long as she didn’t anger her, surviving shouldn’t be a big problem.

The woman was curiously looking at the mineral water bottle in Qhianqhian’s hand: "What is this?"

Qhianqhian watched in disbelief as the mineral water bottle was teleported from her hand. Such a distance, it couldn’t be magic, right?

"Mineral water," Qhianqhian answered honestly, her throat burning.

"You triggered a teleportation array, didn’t you? You look too weak to be one of the King’s people," the woman snorted, waving her hand to take away the mirror from Qhianqhian’s hand. Seeing her reflection, she found it intriguing: "Hmm? This is quite strange. Is this this Divine Honorific? It’s nicer than a bronze mirror, little girl, I will take this."

Qhianqhian didn’t mind since she had more.

"Aren’t these people annoying..." The woman suddenly frowned, waving her hand, and a scene appeared in the air.

Qhianqhian’s mouth twitched. Was this live streaming? Airborne streaming?

She saw people in black clothes at the opulent building’s exterior fending off attacks.

"Islander?" Qhianqhian was astonished, watching in disbelief.

That familiar appearance was none other than the fake Sawadera Shichirou!

"You know them?" The woman frowned tightly, seemingly displeased.

Qhianqhian huffed: "Of course I know them, the kind where you never rest until one of you dies."

"Ignore them, they can’t get in. Do you have anything else interesting?" The woman seemed more interested in Qhianqhian now: "Anyone who enters this God’s Tears Forbidden Area isn’t an ordinary person, right?"

Qhianqhian paused her hand mid-action, looking at the woman in confusion: "What did you say? God’s Tears Forbidden Area?"

The woman flew towards Qhianqhian and slapped her face, shouting angrily: "Don’t look at me!"

Yet, the next second, her voice softened as if explaining: "This is my prison, where neither gods nor ghosts can enter."

Prison? Neither gods nor ghosts can enter?

"I am a human, a human, and you... are a god?" Qhianqhian’s voice trembled inexplicably. Suddenly encountering a god, it was terrifying, wasn’t it?

"Of course!" The woman nodded confidently: "But human, can people enter the Divine Realm nowadays?"

"Do you know Yingzhou Island? It’s one of the three great Immortal Islands..." Qhianqhian asked inexplicably.

"Yingzhou Island? Three great Immortal Islands?" The woman shook her head, full of loneliness: "Since the King General imprisoned me here, it’s been a long time since I spoke to anyone. The world must have changed a lot."

Qhianqhian thought for a moment, took out a bag of chocolate, opened it, put some in her mouth, and handed it to the woman.

The woman mimicked her, placing it in her mouth, her eyes widening: "What is this? Though impure, the taste is delightful compared to what I’ve eaten over the years."

"Chocolate beans," Qhianqhian shrugged lightly: "Why don’t you leave then?"

"The King won’t let me leave, so I won’t leave. The King gave me life, so I must repay this kindness." The woman spoke with a calm demeanor.

Qhianqhian shrugged, feeling no error in this logic. Such a terrifying woman, better stay here where it’s safe.

"Can you... send me back to where I was before I came here? Or bring a boy from there?" Qhianqhian pleaded, looking at the woman.

The woman paused her chocolate-eating, shaking her head: "I can’t."

Qhianqhian felt speechless for no reason. Next, was she just going to stare at each other here with this woman?

"You have some aura I dislike, but also some I like," the woman said after finishing the chocolate: "Because of the dislike, I want to kill you, but because of the like, I don’t want to kill you."