Bo Saixi froze where she stood,
then, after a moment, withdrew her Soul Power. She gave a bitter laugh and shook her head.
"I wouldn't call it regret."
Bo Saixi lowered her hand and looked back at the statue of the Asura God,
"taking this position wasn't an agreement. It was a duty."
"I had no choice. But once you have people you care about, your heart softens. I can't be as cold-blooded as this statue."
Qian Xunji fell silent for a moment.
He needed Dai Zhuqing to ascend to godhood. He needed an ally, and the Asura God was ripe for winning over.
She likely had no good impression of either the Angel God or the other God Kings.
And nothing could go wrong with Bo Saixi's sacrifice before Dai Zhuqing's ascension. Once a person wanted to live, things could easily go awry during the sacrifice.
If you wanted someone to do something for you, you had to give her hope.
"You can tell from the road Dai Zhuqing has walked that she values loyalty and affection." Qian Xunji looked at Bo Saixi,
"you'll give your life to help her push open the gates of the Divine Realm. That's an immense debt. You'll be her greatest benefactor."
He paused, then continued:
"Walk your path with peace of mind. When you make the sacrifice, leave a wisp of your original Mark on her."
"Once she takes the Asura God's seat, I'll have her use her Divine Power to follow that Mark, draw your soul back, and rebuild your body."
Bo Saixi raised her head and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. This was exactly what she had been waiting to hear today!
A spark of life, wrested back from resignation, appeared in her eyes.
It was not impossible for a