Volume 5: The Mystery of Shamo Chapter 63: The Suffering of Separation
When the Divine Sign returned to Wu Su's hands, the person on the couch let out a soft, mosquito-like moan. Wu Su initially thought he had misheard, but when her fingers moved slightly, his brows gradually relaxed. But then his expression became cautious again. He tentatively called out, "Junior Sister?"
The woman on the couch slowly opened her eyes. Her golden-brown eyes stared at him for a long time, as if half a century. When Wu Su was almost in despair, she softly uttered, "Big Brother, how are you?"
This tone, these words...
This is Yao Ji? !
Could it be that Yao Ji's spirit has awakened and merged with this body?
"Yao Ji?! Is that you?! Are you awake?!" His eyes widened and he couldn't help but blurt out!
The woman on the couch frowned slightly, and after gazing at him for a long moment, she let out a faint smile: "Five hundred years...it really seems like a lifetime ago..."
Wu Su stood there in a daze, watching her red lips move, watching the familiar expression in her brows gradually reveal itself, watching the faint smile she gave him. For a moment, he was as stunned as the young boy he had been that day, as if the noise of the world had all dissipated, and she was the only one left in the world...
Had these five hundred years of waiting finally paid off? Had the little sister he had loved so deeply for five hundred years returned?
As if sensing Wu Su's abnormality, the woman on the couch called out softly, "Brother? Brother Wu Su?"
The light and graceful voice was just like that day.
Suddenly, an inexplicable joy flooded Wu Su like a flood. Even though Wu Su was always proud, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement. However, the last bit of rationality still made him cautiously make a final test: "Junior sister, do you remember what happened before?"
The woman on the couch slowly closed her eyes again. After a long while, when Wu Sudu was desperately thinking that she had fallen asleep again, she finally replied in a lazy tone: "I don't know where the love comes from, but it is so deep..."
This irrelevant answer made the stern look on Wu Su's face suddenly collapse: "Junior sister, is it really you?" He leaned forward and hugged her excitedly. The hug was too fierce and too unexpected. Her hand stopped in mid-air, stiffened for a moment, and finally quietly retracted it, hanging silently in front of her. A barely perceptible sternness flashed across her face on his shoulder at that moment, but it was fleeting.
She suddenly started coughing violently without any warning. Wu Su let her go in a panic, and then carefully patted her back to help her breathe. The gentle movement was as if the person in front of him was a fragile porcelain doll. Perhaps thinking that she had recovered from her serious injury and her spirit had just awakened, his eyes as he looked at her gradually softened, that kind of light honor and doting, just like five hundred years ago.
Wu Su was now completely convinced that the person before him was Yao Ji, his junior apprentice sister, whom he had sealed away for five hundred years. The words she had replied to him were exactly what he had said to Yao Ji five hundred years earlier in the Demon-Defeating Cave. If she wasn't the real Yao Ji, how could she remember them? She had to be Yao Ji, without a doubt! Wu Su's heart, which had risen to his throat, finally settled back into his chest.
She finally came back to him. The five hundred years of waiting and forbearance were all worth it.
"Where is this?" She slowly opened her eyes again, but did not answer him, just looked around.
"Do you remember the 'Dengyuntai' in the Tianxuan Secret Realm? This was the place where you loved to watch the sunrise the most." Wu Su turned around and lifted the heavy gauze curtains in front of the window. Suddenly, the morning sunlight spread out a bed of fragrance.
She squinted her eyes slightly, the golden sunlight brushing across her long eyelashes, a little dazzling. She raised her hand to block the scorching sun, a faint smile curling up at the corner of her mouth: "It seems like I haven't seen such a beautiful sunrise in a long time."
Just as he stood beside her, lost in her smile as he had been in the past, she suddenly turned around, her expression solemn: "How are the uncles?"
He was slightly startled, as if he had not expected her to mention this issue just after waking up, but then he thought that it was a topic that could not be avoided after all, so it would be better to let her know their current situation as soon as possible.
"They are still sealed in the Xuan Crystal in the Tianxuan Secret Realm. I just went to visit them. It seems that it will take a few days for the uncle masters to unseal them..." When mentioning the uncle masters, Wu Su's expression became solemn, his brows furrowed, and worry appeared on his face.
"Brother, if what happened five hundred years ago happened again, and I broke up with my uncles again, what would you do?" She turned her head suddenly, staring at him with her golden-brown eyes, tilted her head slightly, and waited quietly for his answer.
"Are you still blaming me?" He was slightly startled, and a trace of barely perceptible sadness suddenly flashed across his eyes that were as deep as a pool.
"Brother Wu Su, let the past be the past. I can't remember it anymore, but I hope that this time, you can stand firmly with me." She looked at him intently for a long while, and without waiting for his answer, she stated her purpose word by word.
"What do you want to do?" Wu Su looked back at his junior sister , with mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know whether she really no longer blamed him or just wanted to use him. However, since she said this to him so frankly, she was not alienated from him.
"Brother, I just want to survive..." She looked at him calmly, and her golden brown eyes suddenly bloomed with a determined look.
This familiar sentence made Wu Su's heart tremble suddenly. He remembered that the woman named Gong Lili seemed to have said the same thing before. If he had not been convinced that the woman in front of him must be his junior sister Yao Ji, he would have thought that this was the same woman from that day.
Perhaps sleeping for five hundred years had slightly changed her temperament, Wu Su told herself. On second thought, it was reasonable for her to say this. She had died with her eyes open that day, so it was natural for her to have any resentment in her heart.
But in Wu Su's heart, he still held a glimmer of hope: "Master uncle and his men were also helpless back then. If possible, I will have a good talk with them. You can continue to be the chief wizard, and we can go back to the beginning..."
"It's impossible to go back! Senior Brother, do you think that after they tried to kill me once, I can still calmly pretend that nothing happened and live in peace with them again? Do you think my uncle and the others will still treat me the same way as before?" She interrupted Wu Su's self-deceiving fantasy rudely, and her voice suddenly became a little sharp. "Besides, if you really trust my uncle and the others, why did you let me wake up before them?"
She pointed out the deep-seated worries in Wu Su's heart.
Wu Su pondered for a long time, then asked another irrelevant question: "Have you regained the power you had that day?"
She lowered her eyes and didn't answer, but suddenly the spiritual pressure in the room became more intense, like the arrival of a god, and even the air in the attic seemed to solidify. Wu Su quickly pressed her shoulder and said, "I understand. This puts my mind at ease. With our current strength, I don't think we need to be afraid of our uncle and the others anymore. Believe me, I will protect you this time."
She sneered, gently pushed his hand away, raised her head and looked him in the eye: "I don't want to live in humiliation under their noses. Brother, I think you know better than me why the uncles sealed themselves up that day." She pressed on step by step, tearing apart the unrealistic fantasies he wanted bit by bit.
Wu Su stared at the determined look on her face and was silent for a long time. "So, what do you want?"
"Brother, don't worry, I won't do anything to let Sha Mo down. However, I won't let others decide my life and death. My fate can only be decided by myself, so I need a clear attitude from you. If, I mean if, I break up with my uncles again, how are you going to deal with it?" She was forcing him to make a new choice. He could only choose between himself and his uncles.
The silence seemed to last for half a century. Wu Su finally shook his head helplessly and sighed deeply: "Don't go too far. After all, they are our uncles..."
When he said this, it was clear that he had chosen his own side. After all, he still cared more about Yao Ji.
The woman on the soft couch at this time, or let's call her Yao Ji for now, lowered her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that he would not refuse her, and she also understood deeply that if she wanted to deal with the four elder uncles, or to solve all the problems left by Sha Mo, she must let this senior brother who is now of great importance to the Sha Mo clan stand on her side and become her strong backing, not like he hesitated and wavered at the end five hundred years ago, but stand behind her firmly, powerfully and without hesitation.
Only in this way can she have a chance of winning.
In this way, she could, without firing a single blow, reduce the number of enemies she faced from the entire Shamo clan to just four uncles, no, maybe even fewer.
However, to gain something, one must pay something, or make a sacrifice. She lowered her eyes again, and a name engraved in her heart suddenly flew into her mind, but she quickly dismissed it. She knew that she had to make some choice.
From the moment she chose Wu Su as her ally, she could only bury the urge to see him again deep in her heart.
