Jiuying was born of Kan and Li, a congenital exotic beast, one of the nine-headed serpent kind. In Qin Yi's world, both Eastern and Western cultures had legends of similar ferocious beasts. One of the more famous, the Eight-Headed Serpent, was also a similar creature.
In Huaxia's legends, Jiuying had been shot dead by Hou Yi. Dying at the hands of that great god was no disgrace—he had stood shoulder to shoulder with the sun itself.
But in this world, Qin Yi had never heard of it. Liusu clearly knew of it—not only knew it, but knew it quite well.
According to Han Yin in the Sky, it was a traitor under the Heavenly Emperor. For Liusu to treat it with such gravity, it was likely one of the leaders.
After all, Liusu had been rather arrogant even toward Zhao Wuhuai back then, yet Qin Yi had never seen her take him seriously. Jiuying had transmitted its thoughts across ten thousand miles from the heavens straight into Liusu's Sea of Souls. Its standing seemed higher than Zhao Wuhuai's.
Yet Liusu's so-called gravity merely meant she spoke a little more slowly when mocking someone. What she said still stabbed painfully into the listener's ears. Jiuying was silent for a long while before slowly saying, "I won't trade barbs with you. You've never been a mount. You will never know what that feels like."
So it had merely been Yao Guang's mount.
Liusu sneered. "What does that have to do with you setting your sights on the Human Emperor? Yao Guang could have been anyone, but she could never have been the Human Emperor. You targeted her—were you afraid a second me would emerge?"
That was precisely why the Heavenly Beings had never suspected Li Wuxian.
Yao Guang had possessed consciousness before