northernbook Chapter 211 Father's Plea for Help
Chapter 211 Father's Plea for Help
Jiang Yu certainly didn't think that Fan Qingyin's father was just exchanging pleasantries after finally striking up a conversation with her, so when she realized that he really had something to say, she asked a question and waited quietly.
“There’s nothing left to hide.” The head of the Fan family was silent for a while, as if he was hesitating about something, but soon the internal struggle within him came to a conclusion. In the face of his daughter’s life, everything else could be put aside. The secrets that generation after generation had guarded so strictly were only protecting the cruel truth, and could not stop the world from sliding into the abyss.
Moreover, those sitting here are all family members who are connected by blood and can be trusted.
“Even Qingyin probably doesn’t know. He only thinks that when Qingyu is thirty, he will enter the palace left behind by the gods deep in the Holy Mountain, but he will just stay inside and not come out. He should have always thought so,” the head of the Fan family said calmly.
Fan Qingyin's eyes widened. Isn't that how it is?
Jiang Yu and Lin Yi exchanged a glance, and seeing Fan Qingyin's surprised expression, they didn't dare to speak rashly.
"Qingyin, do you remember when you suddenly awakened your extraordinary talent as a child, and were once taken to the palace of the gods by His Holiness the Pope? Did you see the Holy Maiden there?" The head of the Fan family asked, looking at Fan Qingyin.
“Yes.” Fan Qingyin suddenly thought of the saintess’s youthful face and profound and ancient divine power, which had left a very deep impression on him to this day. The shock he felt back then, combined with his father’s words now, finally made him realize the strangeness in it.
How could such a young saintess possess such profound divine power? Thirty years old! Every saintess enters the temple at thirty, so how come he's only seen one? He'd always thought it was because his stay was too short to have a chance to see her. Now... his blood-red eyes widened in shock as he stared at his father in disbelief.
“That’s right.” The head of the Fan family had a look of sorrow in his eyes. “What you saw was not the Holy Maiden, but that cluster of divine light.”
The saintesses do not serve the divine light for life. The moment they enter the palace, they are absorbed by the divine light and sacrifice their lives. This was a condition written in the contract. The divine light does not need any service; it needs to devour the lives of the saintesses to maintain its operation. It merely automatically transforms into the image of the objects it has been devouring. If you look closely, you can see the shadow of each saintesse on its face, yet it does not belong to any of the saintesses who have already sacrificed themselves.
The moment the saintess entered the temple, the moment she saw the divine light that greeted her, the moment she was embraced by the light, which was also in the image of the saintess, she was completely absorbed and vanished into nothingness. From then on, they became one, eternally existing with the divine light.
Jiang Yu and Lin Yi still didn't quite understand, but Fan Qingyin had already grasped it completely.
No wonder, no wonder my sister was so calm yet so sorrowful. Sorrow comes from the end of life and the thought of never seeing each other again, while calmness comes from understanding and accepting everything.
"So this is the inescapable fate of every Holy Maiden?" Fan Qingyin said through gritted teeth, his eyes red as if they could bleed. He closed his eyes. "Father's current intention is, will Xiaoyu have any way to save my sister? That Twilight Willow?"
Jiang Yu and Lin Yi: "......?" Help! What kind of riddle are these two talking about? The two foreigners can't understand it at all.
"Xiao Yu." Fan Qingyin's father looked directly at Jiang Yu, his eyes filled with fervent hope: "Qingyin's sister enters the Holy Mountain at the age of thirty and sacrifices her life to be refined by divine light. Although this is the destiny and responsibility of every Holy Maiden of our Fan family, please have pity on the heart of a father. When you went missing, your father also couldn't sleep at night and was in deep distress! Xiao Yu, can you understand me?"
"..." Ah, I think I understand now. My God, my sister is going to die. No wonder her farewell was like a final goodbye. She probably thought that they would not have a chance to meet again after they returned to the Ocean Empire.
"I understand." How could I not understand?
"Father, you need Moya's help, right?" Jiang Yu was certain. Moya had reopened the altar and rewritten the contract to save Qingyin. This scene must have given Qingyin's father hope, which was why he sought her help. But Moya...
“Father, Moya is indeed revered as a demigod with unfathomable strength, but as you know, Moya paid a terrible price to save Qingyin. I don’t know if Moya can help with this matter, but it might cause him even more serious harm. I have no right to agree to your request on his behalf, Father.” Jiang Yu said with some difficulty.
“But I will definitely keep my sister’s matter in mind. I will go and ask him about it in a bit and then give you an answer, but please don’t have too high hopes,” Jiang Yu replied cautiously. Moya was not her tool; she could not take advantage of his love to do whatever she wanted and coerce him into giving everything for her.
"Okay, okay." The head of the Fan family naturally agreed. It was already very kind of Jiang Yu to speak on his behalf. In the end, this was the karma created by the ancestors of the Fan family. No matter how reluctant and heartbroken he and his wife were, it was only natural for their daughter, who was chosen as the Holy Maiden, to repay the debt. Even if Jiang Yu refused directly at this table, there was nothing he could do.
"Thank you, Xiaoyu." Fan Qingyin's father nodded slightly, expressing his sincere gratitude on behalf of himself and his wife, and also on behalf of his outstanding but pitiful daughter. Some things, when they fall on others, are an honor, but when they fall on oneself, they are a tragedy.
Fan Qingyin sat in the chair, remaining silent for a long time.
Jiang Yu returned to the edge of the huge pool. This time, Moa didn't make her wait long. She squatted down by the pool, and soon Moa emerged from the water, leaning against the edge, like an innocent yet alluring siren. Her long purple hair floated on the water's surface, and water droplets slid down her face and naked body.
He raised his body higher, his face almost touching hers, their breaths mingling. Jiang Yu only needed to lean forward a little to kiss him.
His clear grey eyes gazed intently at Jiang Yu with deep affection: "Jiang Jiang, what are you hesitating about? Is there something you want to tell me?"
"Have you recovered?" Jiang Yu looked at him and took out an exquisite food box from behind her. Inside were four delicate pastries shaped like sea anemones. The cute tentacles were ingeniously made to look purple and transparent, and they were sprinkled with shiny gold leaf. Since they were made especially for Moya, some cute little fish were also carved in gold and placed on them as decoration.
"Want to try some?" Jiang Yu knew that Moya had already started trying to eat human food.
Moya blinked, looking at the delicate and adorable little pastries with some pleasure: "They look a bit like me, like you and my child!"
Jiang Yu was petrified. What kind of description is this? Does it mean they're eating children?
"It must be delicious!" The oblivious Moya had no idea that she had just made a dark joke, and she swallowed one in a flash.
"Um, I was just curious, I was just asking, you don't have to take it to heart..." Jiang Yu asked tentatively, "I know that your Mu Liu has a wide variety of recipes, but... I'm just asking, do you Mu Liu eat your own children?" Then she met a pair of equally dull gray eyes.
"Why eat children?" Moa asked in horror. "We have so much difficulty reproducing!"
Jiang Yu was speechless. "Listen to your own answer. What kind of talk is that? Just because reproduction isn't difficult, does that mean you can eat it, brother?" This is truly torture.