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Chapter 719: 719 - Rage
Qingyi’s words echoed calmly, but it was obvious he was doing everything in his power to suppress the murderous intent boiling beneath them.
Honestly, he wanted to stay with Bai Yunxi a while longer and get to know her better, but at the end of the day, he had priorities.
Ruyan and Nianxue stood at the very top of that list.
The tiger woman was a little confused by his words at first, her feline ears twitching slightly in curiosity.
Who would have such an epiphany, and so suddenly at that?
Had he fallen so deeply in love with her that his mind had reached some sudden revelation? Was she really that incredible?
Various possibilities crossed her thoughts, but in the end, she simply nodded and led him to a private cultivation room.
"I’m sorry about that, young Miss Bai. I promise I’ll make it up to you once I’m done here."
Bai Yunxi merely nodded in acknowledgment, showing not the slightest hint of concern.
When Qingyi closed the door behind him, he let out a heavy sigh, his eyes filling with a deep, simmering murderous intent.
Without hesitation, he plunged into the world of the mind.
He was anxious. More anxious than he had ever been in his entire life.
His breathing came rapid and shallow, his heart hammering at well over three hundred beats per minute.
For a cultivator of his level, that was very, very unusual.
Normally, a single thought was enough to sweep all that away.
The moment he reached the temple’s central courtyard, his heart sank even further, as if an anchor had been tied to his chest.
There, he saw Nianxue and Ruyan side by side, bathed in their own blood, demonic Qi pouring ceaselessly from their bodies like frenzied scarlet vapor.
None of Qingyi’s other women dared to approach. Feiyan, who had tried, now nursed terrible wounds on one of her hands as Celestia used healing magic on her.
"Q-qingyi?..."
"Hubby... N-nianxue is scared. Is Nianxue going to die? Nianxue doesn’t want to die... Nianxue still has so much to see with the hubby..."
The two spoke at the same time, and Qingyi didn’t hesitate for a single moment, closing the distance with quick, urgent steps.
"Be careful, their demonic Qi is attacking everything that comes near!" Ruxue warned, though she already knew he wouldn’t listen.
"You two will be fine, your husband is here..." Qingyi ignored the warning entirely, even as whips of demonic Qi lashed out and tore through his clothes, barely managing to leave a mark on his skin.
He didn’t dare use his own Qi to defend himself, as that might hurt them.
Even if the odds were less than one in a billion, he wouldn’t take that risk—never.
Upon reaching them, he dropped to his knees and pulled them into a firm embrace, feeling their warm, wet faces press desperately into his chest.
His clothes were soon soaked through with their blood, the metallic scent permeating the air around him, but he didn’t care in the slightest.
"It’s okay, close your eyes and endure it, it’ll pass soon..." Qingyi whispered, feeling the tremors run through both their bodies.
They seemed to be in a state similar to a severe anxiety attack, feeling as if they were on the brink of death, overcome by deep despair.
’System... what the hell is going on?’ he asked mentally.
[Calculating...]
A single response came from the system, and then, for ten long seconds that felt like hours, Qingyi remained silent.
[Considering that only the two of them, who possess demonic Qi, are being affected, this is likely due to the resurrection of the Heavenly Demon Empress.
Someone must be trying to bring her back to life, and since all demonic Qi originates from her, the Qi within them is reacting violently.
This should only last during the first five or ten minutes of the initial resurrection period, since the reason for this chaos is that the girls’ Dantians aren’t accustomed to existing in the same world as their primordial source.
Once they adjust, everything will return to normal.]
Upon hearing that, a huge sense of relief washed over Qingyi’s face.
’And who is this primordial demon empress?’
[I don’t have much information about her in my database. In terms of existence, she ranks just below the Great Creator himself and is much older than the Dragon God of Corruption, originating from the same region.
If her resurrection succeeds, you’ll need to be careful around her.]
Qingyi nodded, letting out a heavy sigh.
"It’s all right, your husband promises, it’s just that..." He explained everything to his wives, hiding nothing the system had told him.
That relaxed them a little, but they didn’t stop crying, clinging tightly to him, their hearts gripped by a deep, suffocating terror.
In the end, he simply comforted them as best he could, gently stroking their hair and waiting patiently.
It was painful to see them like this.
Even Ruyan, who had never shown him such a fragile side, looked like a broken porcelain vase in his arms.
Little by little, their Qi began to settle, the frenzied crimson auras around them slowly returning to their control.
Their internal injuries gradually began to heal, and their pale faces regained a healthier color.
It was only after about seven minutes that everything finally stopped.
Their auras fully stabilized, and they looked much better than before.
Although they were already fully healed and now clung to Qingyi only out of fear of losing him if they let go, the murderous intent in the handsome young man’s eyes did not fade in the slightest.
It had been a long time since he had felt such rage.
Of all the things anyone could do, causing suffering to his wives—even if unintentionally—was the worst of the worst.
’System... is there any way to detect the origin of this ritual?’ he asked in his mind.
He would find whoever had started it, turn them into mincemeat, and, if she had good traits, make the Primordial Demon Empress his wife.
Only then might he be able to quell the rage burning in his chest.