Sixth floor.
Fang Qi was curious. “What exactly happened in the darkness?”
Haobei Jing, for some reason, was particularly terrified, not even understanding why herself. She trembled and said, “In the darkness, she must have seen the Flower God!”
Yenan Wang also said, “Yes, she must have seen the Flower God!”
Ning Changfeng asked, “Why do you say that?”
Haobei Jing said, “We can’t remember how long the darkness lasted. Just as we were about to go out and call for help, the sky suddenly lit up.”
“Brightened? Isn’t it nighttime?”
“Yes.” Yenan Wang’s pupils trembled as he said, “That was a miracle. The sky gradually brightened, from the black gate to the hall, to the windows, to the outside of the Flower God’s temple.”
“The Flower God has descended!” Haobei Jing said. “The statue in the Flower God’s temple was more like a human being; He had clothes and long hair, and sacred flowers appeared on His palms.”
“The Holy Maiden saw the Flower God. She was clearly at death’s door. As the darkness retreated and the light approached, she recovered to a completely healthy state, even looking radiant.”
“She presented the immortal sacred flower to the emperor, attracted the sacred water, became the Holy Maiden of the Flower God’s temple, and since then, Furen County has enjoyed peace, prosperity, and harmony.”
Fang Qi exclaimed, “Harmony my ass! Haven’t you seen how many flower attendants died in agony? Do you have any idea how many flower slaves are in despair?”
“...”
Ning Su asked, “What about the sacred flower inside the Holy Maiden?”
Yenan Wang hurriedly said, “Wasn’t it offered to the emperor? Otherwise, how would she know that the sacred flower growing from the human body is harmless and can grant immortality?”
Ning Changfeng said, “So, you mean the Flower God she saw wasn’t the one she cultivated inside her?”
“It seems so. Otherwise, how did she recover?” Yenan Wang said blankly. “She calls the Dark Swamp a sacred ground, which means the flowers in the Dark Swamp are sacred flowers nurtured by the Dark Swamp, and when cultivated properly, they can summon the Flower God, right?”
Jia Chensheng, who was staring at the little black snake’s eyes on the third floor, quickly said to Old Li, “Old Li, quickly organize the answers according to what he said and submit them to the system for a try!”
Old Li stood still for a while without moving. “No, my answer seems to be wrong.”
Jia Chensheng said, “Think and try again.”
Old Li furrowed his brows, contemplating.
Here, it’s quite evident. Several players had a certain answer in their hearts, and they believed that Old Li would soon come to the same conclusion. They stared at him intently, eager to know if their assumption was correct.
Old Li disappeared.
Su Wangsheng smiled. “Now that you know the answer, feel free to leave. We can have some fun now.”
Upstairs, Fang Qi also said, “I understand.”
Ning Changfeng released his grip, stood up, and smiled.
For some reason, looking at his smile gave a very dangerous premonition. Yenan Wang quickly said, “Spare us, spare us! We ate your sacred flower for your own good.”
Ning Changfeng almost burst into laughter.
Haobei Jing also said, “Really, the most outstanding flower attendant from two years ago, the sacred flower that grew from his fingers. We hesitated to eat it at first, took care of it cautiously. The sacred flower didn’t trouble him as it was not active, but as the flower grew larger and larger outside his body, he was sucked dry and died.”
Ning Changfeng fell silent for a moment, then laughed. “Well, you no longer have any value living as human beings.”
“You! Weren’t you saying something else just now?” Haobei Jing, who was speaking with a dry mouth, turned red with anger.
Just as she was about to speak, the chubby red snake flew into her mouth again, shaking its tail desperately as it drilled into her throat.
Wildly trying to speak a moment ago, Yenan Wang couldn’t escape either.
Ning Changfeng laughed again.
This person had two completely different temperaments. When his hair was tied into a high ponytail, swaying in the wind, he gave off a feeling of immortality and daoism.
When his long hair was loose, he exuded an unconventional and charming aura.
Now, dressed in a black and red flower attendant robe, with his long hair hanging behind him, his laughter carried a taste of seduction.
“What did I say?” He thought for a moment, as if recalling what he had said, “Do you actually believe those villainous lines meant to deceive people?”
Looking at the two people glaring at him with hatred, Ning Changfeng said, “Don’t look at me like that. There are only two knives in total, one is in the hands of the Queen, and now there’s only one left. Who among you wants to use it?”
Ning Su and Fang Qi knew that they probably had been cursing quite madly in their hearts.
Ning Su couldn’t bear it and comforted them, “Don’t worry, anyway, you shouldn’t be dying for the first time, and you won’t just die this once.”
“...” Fang Qi felt they were probably cursing even more vehemently in their hearts.
Despite this, the two immediately went to seize the knife.
Neither of them succeeded.
Someone else got it.
The three players looked at the girl holding the sharp knife and fell silent.
They knew that before Haobei Jing and Yenan Wang started talking about these things, just by seeing them wanting to consume their sacred flowers, witnessing their insane and disgusting faces, she had guessed An Xiang’s fate.
She had been quietly listening, listening to their insane actions, listening to the dark and ugly side of Furen County.
It seemed like she was telling herself, and also explaining to An Xiang.
Understanding how these two small floating leaves were riding on hidden waves, and where they would be swept away.
She lowered her head slightly, and on the finger that held the knife, a small, delicate purple petal happened to be stuck on the blade.
The emperor had been stabbed by the queen. He hadn’t died yet, but at this point, he still stared excitedly at the sacred flower that could make him immortal.
The knife swiped backward, and the purple sacred flower was shaved off, the tiny purple flower gently floating down to the ground.
The girl’s black boot stepped on it, in the emperor’s dilated pupils and heavy breathing, crushing it underfoot bit by bit.
This might be the first time this aged emperor felt, ever so slightly, what it was like for something treasured to be heartlessly crushed under the foot of someone.
After completing this act at a leisurely pace, the girl suddenly pushed away the fierce queen, raised the knife, and severed the emperor’s five fingers, followed by another five in the next second.
Those ten fingers that had destroyed the hopes of countless people.
Tears streamed down her face as, drop by drop, she stabbed the knife into the emperor’s heart, tears dripping onto the blurred and bloody organ.
Fresh blood splattered her face, mingling with her tears.
He still had blood to splatter, while she only had tears.
The emperor, whose mouth was blocked by the red snake, could only tremble with wide-open eyes, his pupils starting to dilate.
Once again, he saw the thousands of people who initially researched the Dark Swamp, among them newborn babies and dying elders, all turning into mountains of corpses.
He saw the countless flower slaves bought and sold from all over the country to Furen County, mostly from humble backgrounds, with beautiful appearances, ultimately becoming pitiful and terrifying flower-shaped sacrifices, closing their eyes amid the cheers of the crowd.
He saw the flower attendants struggling and howling in the night in the Flower God’s temple, looking neither human nor ghost.
He saw the flower attendants he devoured under him as he swallowed their sacred flower.
They were all around him, howling grotesquely, each with a knife, stabbing towards his heart.
His heart was carved into a bloody flower by tens of thousands of people.
That was the sacred flower he had longed for in his dreams.
Sixth floor.
Fang Qi was curious. “What exactly happened in the darkness?”
Haobei Jing, for some reason, was particularly terrified, not even understanding why herself. She trembled and said, “In the darkness, she must have seen the Flower God!”
Yenan Wang also said, “Yes, she must have seen the Flower God!”
Ning Changfeng asked, “Why do you say that?”
Haobei Jing said, “We can’t remember how long the darkness lasted. Just as we were about to go out and call for help, the sky suddenly lit up.”
“Brightened? Isn’t it nighttime?”
“Yes.” Yenan Wang’s pupils trembled as he said, “That was a miracle. The sky gradually brightened, from the black gate to the hall, to the windows, to the outside of the Flower God’s temple.”
“The Flower God has descended!” Haobei Jing said. “The statue in the Flower God’s temple was more like a human being; He had clothes and long hair, and sacred flowers appeared on His palms.”
“The Holy Maiden saw the Flower God. She was clearly at death’s door. As the darkness retreated and the light approached, she recovered to a completely healthy state, even looking radiant.”
“She presented the immortal sacred flower to the emperor, attracted the sacred water, became the Holy Maiden of the Flower God’s temple, and since then, Furen County has enjoyed peace, prosperity, and harmony.”
Fang Qi exclaimed, “Harmony my ass! Haven’t you seen how many flower attendants died in agony? Do you have any idea how many flower slaves are in despair?”
“...”
Ning Su asked, “What about the sacred flower inside the Holy Maiden?”
Yenan Wang hurriedly said, “Wasn’t it offered to the emperor? Otherwise, how would she know that the sacred flower growing from the human body is harmless and can grant immortality?”
Ning Changfeng said, “So, you mean the Flower God she saw wasn’t the one she cultivated inside her?”
“It seems so. Otherwise, how did she recover?” Yenan Wang said blankly. “She calls the Dark Swamp a sacred ground, which means the flowers in the Dark Swamp are sacred flowers nurtured by the Dark Swamp, and when cultivated properly, they can summon the Flower God, right?”
Jia Chensheng, who was staring at the little black snake’s eyes on the third floor, quickly said to Old Li, “Old Li, quickly organize the answers according to what he said and submit them to the system for a try!”
Old Li stood still for a while without moving. “No, my answer seems to be wrong.”
Jia Chensheng said, “Think and try again.”
Old Li furrowed his brows, contemplating.
Here, it’s quite evident. Several players had a certain answer in their hearts, and they believed that Old Li would soon come to the same conclusion. They stared at him intently, eager to know if their assumption was correct.
Old Li disappeared.
Su Wangsheng smiled. “Now that you know the answer, feel free to leave. We can have some fun now.”
Upstairs, Fang Qi also said, “I understand.”
Ning Changfeng released his grip, stood up, and smiled.
For some reason, looking at his smile gave a very dangerous premonition. Yenan Wang quickly said, “Spare us, spare us! We ate your sacred flower for your own good.”
Ning Changfeng almost burst into laughter.
Haobei Jing also said, “Really, the most outstanding flower attendant from two years ago, the sacred flower that grew from his fingers. We hesitated to eat it at first, took care of it cautiously. The sacred flower didn’t trouble him as it was not active, but as the flower grew larger and larger outside his body, he was sucked dry and died.”
Ning Changfeng fell silent for a moment, then laughed. “Well, you no longer have any value living as human beings.”
“You! Weren’t you saying something else just now?” Haobei Jing, who was speaking with a dry mouth, turned red with anger.
Just as she was about to speak, the chubby red snake flew into her mouth again, shaking its tail desperately as it drilled into her throat.
Wildly trying to speak a moment ago, Yenan Wang couldn’t escape either.
Ning Changfeng laughed again.
This person had two completely different temperaments. When his hair was tied into a high ponytail, swaying in the wind, he gave off a feeling of immortality and daoism.
When his long hair was loose, he exuded an unconventional and charming aura.
Now, dressed in a black and red flower attendant robe, with his long hair hanging behind him, his laughter carried a taste of seduction.
“What did I say?” He thought for a moment, as if recalling what he had said, “Do you actually believe those villainous lines meant to deceive people?”
Looking at the two people glaring at him with hatred, Ning Changfeng said, “Don’t look at me like that. There are only two knives in total, one is in the hands of the Queen, and now there’s only one left. Who among you wants to use it?”
Ning Su and Fang Qi knew that they probably had been cursing quite madly in their hearts.
Ning Su couldn’t bear it and comforted them, “Don’t worry, anyway, you shouldn’t be dying for the first time, and you won’t just die this once.”
“...” Fang Qi felt they were probably cursing even more vehemently in their hearts.
Despite this, the two immediately went to seize the knife.
Neither of them succeeded.
Someone else got it.
The three players looked at the girl holding the sharp knife and fell silent.
They knew that before Haobei Jing and Yenan Wang started talking about these things, just by seeing them wanting to consume their sacred flowers, witnessing their insane and disgusting faces, she had guessed An Xiang’s fate.
She had been quietly listening, listening to their insane actions, listening to the dark and ugly side of Furen County.
It seemed like she was telling herself, and also explaining to An Xiang.
Understanding how these two small floating leaves were riding on hidden waves, and where they would be swept away.
She lowered her head slightly, and on the finger that held the knife, a small, delicate purple petal happened to be stuck on the blade.
The emperor had been stabbed by the queen. He hadn’t died yet, but at this point, he still stared excitedly at the sacred flower that could make him immortal.
The knife swiped backward, and the purple sacred flower was shaved off, the tiny purple flower gently floating down to the ground.
The girl’s black boot stepped on it, in the emperor’s dilated pupils and heavy breathing, crushing it underfoot bit by bit.
This might be the first time this aged emperor felt, ever so slightly, what it was like for something treasured to be heartlessly crushed under the foot of someone.
After completing this act at a leisurely pace, the girl suddenly pushed away the fierce queen, raised the knife, and severed the emperor’s five fingers, followed by another five in the next second.
Those ten fingers that had destroyed the hopes of countless people.
Tears streamed down her face as, drop by drop, she stabbed the knife into the emperor’s heart, tears dripping onto the blurred and bloody organ.
Fresh blood splattered her face, mingling with her tears.
He still had blood to splatter, while she only had tears.
The emperor, whose mouth was blocked by the red snake, could only tremble with wide-open eyes, his pupils starting to dilate.
Once again, he saw the thousands of people who initially researched the Dark Swamp, among them newborn babies and dying elders, all turning into mountains of corpses.
He saw the countless flower slaves bought and sold from all over the country to Furen County, mostly from humble backgrounds, with beautiful appearances, ultimately becoming pitiful and terrifying flower-shaped sacrifices, closing their eyes amid the cheers of the crowd.
He saw the flower attendants struggling and howling in the night in the Flower God’s temple, looking neither human nor ghost.
He saw the flower attendants he devoured under him as he swallowed their sacred flower.
They were all around him, howling grotesquely, each with a knife, stabbing towards his heart.
His heart was carved into a bloody flower by tens of thousands of people.
That was the sacred flower he had longed for in his dreams.
