chsdbacks Chapter 77 Old Ground
Chapter 77 Old Ground
She rarely made such a request; more often than not, she obediently stayed behind Morax, arranging her affairs according to his pace.
Morax couldn't help but feel curious, wanting to know what Mingxun was planning to do.
"There's no one else here now, so if you have something to say to me, you can tell me now," he tentatively suggested.
But Mingxun gripped his sleeve even tighter. Even though she didn't look up, Morax could tell that her face was full of rejection.
He couldn't help but indulge in his mischievous pleasure, leisurely enjoying Mingxun's disheveled appearance.
He thought Mingxun would say some more sweet words to beg him, after all, she was always good at using these methods to get what she wanted.
But this time, even as she strained until her fingertips turned white and Morax thought she was about to speak, Mingxun suddenly let go.
She put her hands behind her back, tilted her head back, and smiled at him nonchalantly: "I'm sorry, you've already refused, but I still insisted. I've overstepped my bounds, please punish me."
She immediately knelt down.
This completely went against Morax's original intention. He felt as if a lump was stuck in his chest, making him extremely frustrated and annoyed. Even his face involuntarily darkened.
However, this change in expression seemed to make Mingxun misunderstand even more.
She bowed even deeper: "I'm sorry, sir, this will never happen again."
"Please punish me—" she repeated.
A hint of ferocity unconsciously crept into Morax's amber eyes as he pinched her cheek, forcing her to raise her head.
Because of his unusually strong emotions, he couldn't control the force in his hand, leaving a noticeable red mark on the girl's fair cheek.
In a daze, Morax felt as if he had returned to the day he killed the other demon god that Mingxun served, only this time Mingxun's face was covered in even more horrifying blood from his claws.
He froze briefly, then instinctively released his grip.
Mingxun was in a sorry state, tears streaming down her face. But this time, perhaps because of his overly obvious attitude, she didn't dare to lower her head any further. However, she also didn't dare to look at him. She could only stare straight at the door behind him.
Morax's lips were almost stretched into a straight line.
He didn't like this feeling, which made him feel that Mingxun's obedient attitude was more like a silent rebellion than true submission.
But he couldn't find anything to criticize, since it was just his own feeling, and besides, the current situation was indeed his fault.
Morax turned his eyes away in annoyance.
But out of the corner of his eye, he could still easily see the girl's pure white priestess robe and the gold tassels he had made himself hanging down from it.
The long silence did not stop Mingxun's tears; instead, they flowed even more profusely.
As if thinking that Morax couldn't see her anymore after turning her face away, she carefully raised her sleeve and wiped her face.
Once her breathing had calmed down, Mingxun spoke calmly, "I'm sorry, sir, I have other matters to attend to. Please forgive me, but I may have to leave now. I will return to be punished after these matters are resolved..."
Before she could finish speaking, Morax moved, brushing past her and walking away.
"...My lord?" Mingxun stood there dumbfounded.
Morax stopped in his tracks and said coldly, "Didn't you say you wanted me to come out with you?"
He didn't turn around, partly because he felt guilty towards Mingxun for what had just happened, and partly because he was worried that after this incident, she wouldn't want to go out with him again, and that if he turned around, he would only see her resistant expression.
Rather than actually witnessing that scene, it's better to maintain the status quo. At least Mingxun would never dare to disobey me.
Sure enough, footsteps came from behind, and Mingxun followed closely behind, keeping a distance of about half a meter.
Morax lowered his eyes.
Let's leave it at that. Let's pretend that nothing just happened, that there was no conflict, and that there were no hidden undercurrents beneath the calm.
Little did he know that this cold attitude would be perceived by the other person as impatience after being forced to agree.
Mingxun hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
It wasn't until Morax walked a little further that he suddenly realized he didn't know where to go, and finally remembered that he had forgotten to ask Mingxun where she wanted to go.
He took the initiative to speak, and Mingxun finally breathed a sigh of relief, replying, "I want to go to Jiashi Valley."
Jia Shi Valley was the tribe where Mingxun used to belong. It was quite a distance from where they were now, and it was absolutely impossible to reach it before dark by walking alone.
Morax hesitated for a moment, but then simply picked up Mingxun and rushed there in a faster way that belonged to the non-human demons.
The wind howled in her ears, and the body in her arms was stiff and rigid until it slowly softened after a long time. She chose to entrust all her trust to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Only at this moment could Morax boldly look at her, because Mingxun was different from him and found it difficult to adapt to this way of traveling. Her emerald green eyes were tightly closed at this moment out of fear.
The trembling eyelashes revealed the owner's unsettled state of mind.
Morax suddenly felt a strong urge to touch it and see if it really had the delicate, soft feel it had on the outside.
Unfortunately, while he was lost in thought about this problem, they had already arrived at their destination.
Sensing that the wind had stopped, Mingxun quietly opened her eyes. After meeting Morax's gaze, she quickly got out of his arms and whispered her thanks to him.
"Please wait here, sir," Mingxun said after looking around to make sure they were in Jia Shi Valley. "I have something I need to do."
She looked at the path behind her.
Morax had a good memory and almost immediately recognized that the road led to the cemetery of the tribe where Mingxun had once lived.
It's not entirely a cemetery, after all, humans are so insignificant here, and can die at any time. Most of them can't leave behind a complete body, so the cemetery is mostly filled with cenotaphs.
To appease the people, priests often hold ceremonies at the cemetery under the guise of guiding the souls of the dead.
Mingxun said, "I'm afraid the master won't like the environment inside. I can handle the rest by myself."
But when she invited him, Mingxun clearly said she had something to tell him. If she only needed someone to take her between the two places, Liuyun would have been enough.
Morax didn't understand, so he stopped her: "It's just a cemetery. If you need me to go with you, I can go with you."
Mingxun was taken aback, but still smiled and shook her head: "Although that was what I thought at first, I'd better not now. It's enough for you to wait here for me. I just want to go and pay my respects to my parents."
parents?
Morax frowned.
He had never heard Mingxun mention anything like this before, and since he met her, Mingxun had always been all alone, not at all like someone with family.
Before he could finish wondering, Mingxun had already seen the confusion in his expression and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Sir, you can't really think that I was born of nature like you. Of course, I was also raised by parents, but they died too young and too easily, so I rarely mention it to others. After all, I can't live this long without their sacrifice."
She wasn't originally from this tribe; she just wandered here by chance and ended up settling here by some twist of fate. So she built her parents' cenotaph here as well.
Morax took her away too hastily, and she was unable to take them with her. Later, due to Morax's continuous campaigns, she was forced to handle the daily affairs of her people in the rear, and had no time to deal with these matters.
She finally found an opportunity only now that Morax and the other immortals decided to take a short break.
Mingxun doesn't like to expose her past scars to others, so she doesn't want Liuyun to take her on this trip, but Morax is different.
What's the difference?
The difference is that even if Morax doesn't ask, she will take the initiative to reveal these past experiences to him, after all, that's the simple purpose of bringing him here.
This god, who should have been high above, was unexpectedly kind. If she wanted to trick him out of something, she had to deliberately expose her wounds and use a show of weakness to soften his heart.
This was true when we yielded during the previous standoff, and it is true now.
Things unfolded as she had anticipated. After she casually summarized her past in a short sentence, Morax's amber eyes widened slightly, and he seemed somewhat stunned.
Mingxun pretended not to see this scene and, before he could react, lifted her skirt and headed towards the cemetery.
By the time Morax snapped out of his reverie over Yin Mingxun's unknown past, she was long gone.
She might have something she wants to say to her parents alone.
Morax comforted himself in this way, but he still couldn't help but wonder if Mingxun had hoped that he could be by her side when she paid respects to her parents if he hadn't refused her request from the beginning, since she had always been so dependent on him.
...He regretted it a little.
This was a ridiculous thing for the demon god, but he even had the thought of bowing his head and apologizing to Mingxun. However, Morax couldn't say what he had done wrong.
Time passed slowly, but he still couldn't figure it out, and waited in vain at the intersection for people to return.
But he never got to see her, because the girl didn't appear at the end of the road even as the sun set.
Morax began to weigh whether to continue waiting or go to find someone, but his body had already involuntarily moved toward the cemetery.
The short walk wouldn't take long, and soon he saw Mingxun, who was facing away from him and seemed to be talking to someone.
Morax found it odd that anyone would be in a place like this at this time of year.
Before he could figure it out, he heard a strange male voice: "Mingxun, how dare you come here? Do you still think you're the revered priest you once were? You killed the god who protected us! Aren't you afraid that everyone lying underground will come looking for you?!"
As someone who betrayed her people and "eloped" with another demon god, she truly had no right to be here.
Mingxun probably knew this too, so she didn't respond to his accusation, but said coldly, "If that's what you think, then please let go, and I will leave."
"Since you're here, instead of atoning for your sins, you plan to leave unscathed?" The man scoffed. "I wonder who gave you the audacity to come here alone—"
He probably wanted to say something even more vicious, but before he could utter those words, his hand holding Mingxun was severed by a sudden burst of golden light.
(End of this chapter)
The author says: (covering face) I'm sorry, I've been updating way too slowly.
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