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"As expected." Evil Drought Demon couldn't help but mock himself. "You're doing this for her again. Sometimes, I really envy her. She's just a fragment of my Divine Sense, yet she's been loved and pampered since childhood. She's much better off than me. If only my parents had given me more unconditional love, and my friends had offered me more unwavering support, I wouldn't have been consumed by resentment and driven down this deadly path to hell."
"Why? Why am I not her?" Suddenly, she slowly raised her eyes, a whirlpool of madness churning within them. "Ye Qingchuan, she's dead. Why don't you... why don't you just pretend I'm her?"
Evil Drought Demon spoke, he threw himself into Ye Qingchuan's arms, wanting to kiss his bright red lips.
The familiar fragrance of peach blossoms wafted into her nostrils, and her eyes blazed with a fiery light, wanting to burn with him. Ye Qingchuan's body stirred, and before him lay the face he had longed for and loved day and night; he could not refuse.
After struggling for a moment, he pushed her away. "But you are not her after all," he said coldly.
"If you submit to me, perhaps I can help you save her," Evil Drought Demon continued to tempt.
"Didn't you say there was no way?"
"It's not entirely impossible. In the Elder Divine Domain, there is a supreme soul artifact— the Soul-Conjoining Lamp —that can extract her Divine Soul from my Spiritual Platform and, after being placed there for forty-nine days, it will become a new, independent soul entity."
"I'll do anything you ask if you can save her." With that, Ye Qingchuan stiffly brought his lips to hers.
A cool fragrance wafted over, Evil Drought Demon took a deep breath, his heart fluttering, preparing to capture his alluring lips.
However, just as their lips were about to touch, Evil Drought Demon felt the icy coldness emanating from them instead of the fiery passion. He suddenly turned his head away, sighed softly, and said, "It's meaningless. You're only trying to please me for another woman. I don't care for such charity. One day, I'll make you love me willingly, kiss me, and die for me."
Ye Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Then let's hurry to the Divine Domain to find the Soul-Conjoining Lamp." He never forgot to save Ye Zhenzhen.
"Very well, it's time for me to return to the Divine Domain." Evil Drought Demon's expression suddenly turned solemn. He wondered what state the Divine Domain had become. After his father, the Yellow Emperor, perished, was there any trace of him left in the Divine Domain?
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The Divine Domain is located above the Eighteen Heavens.
This place, which once witnessed the glory and fall of the gods, is now a ruin. The once magnificent temples are now crumbling walls, the Rare Flowers and Exotic Herbs in the gardens have long since withered, the bones of divine beasts lie silently on the barren land, and the golden sea of clouds has completely dissipated, replaced by a deathly silence.
I never imagined I would be the last god in this world...
No! How could she, whose body is filled with Evil Qi and resentment, be called a god? Evil Drought Demon couldn't help but smile bitterly; she was more like a demon or a heretic.
Her feet unconsciously led her forward, and she arrived at her former home. To her surprise, almost all the palaces here were in ruins, but the main hall where she had once lived was completely intact.
How could this be? Who has been protecting this place for so many years?
Pushing open the door, everything inside was still as familiar as it had been before she left. Neatly arranged on the table were the bamboo dragonfly she loved to play with as a child, the hair ties she used to tie her pigtails, the Storybook she liked as an adult, and the Soul-Conjoining Lamp she used to treasure like the apple of her eye.
When she first received the Soul-Conjoining Lamp, she was overjoyed. Shaking her pigtails, she excitedly told the Yellow Emperor, "Father, you have been on the battlefield for many years, facing countless dangers. If you ever encounter danger, I can use this Soul-Conjoining Lamp to save you."
As a result, the Soul-Conjoining Lamp, which she had treasured for so many years, was never put to use. Her father was so powerful that he had long since become the ruler of the Six Realms and did not need her to save him at all. So much so that when she left without hesitation, she did not even think of taking it with her.
As she picked up the Soul-Conjoining Lamp, she suddenly sensed a faint Divine Sense. Strange, whose Divine Sense was this?
Sensing the familiar aura emanating from her, his Divine Sense transformed into the phantom of the Yellow Emperor, gazing at her with loving eyes. "My daughter, Ba, you have finally returned."
"You are... Father?" Evil Drought Demon stared wide-eyed at the phantom of the Yellow Emperor in disbelief. Although it was still that familiar face, he had clearly aged. He was no longer as tall and robust as he had been in his prime. His body was somewhat hunched, and his head was covered with white hair. Even his expression had softened, no longer the cold and ambitious man he once was.
"It is me. When I was about to perish, I used all my strength to leave behind this extremely faint Divine Sense, which has been waiting for you here for ten thousand years."
"Wait for me? How ridiculous!" A mocking smile curled at the corner of Evil Drought Demon's lips. "Weren't you just like those foolish humans, hoping I would die? I am a stain on your glorious deeds, a disgrace you desperately try to hide, a daughter you don't want to acknowledge. Why should you wait for me?"
Horrible memories of the past were awakened, painful wounds were reopened, the Evil Drought Demon's face was twisted, resentment boiled around it, and it was completely surrounded by hatred.
Over the years, her resentment towards her father has remained unresolved.
He was her father, the person she once loved and admired most in the world. She exhausted her divine power to defeat Chi You for him, and when her divine power was at its weakest, the ferocious beast Hou took advantage of her weakness, causing her body to mutate and transform her into Drought Demon. She was tormented by immense heat every day, bringing drought wherever she went. She had always hoped that her father would come to save her, take her back to the Divine Realm, and restore her to her original goddess form. But what she received was a petition from the villagers to drive her away, and her father imprisoning her north of the Red River.
When love accumulates enough disappointment, it turns into hate.
She hated him for neglecting her and not spending time with her since childhood, and she hated him even more for using her and then discarding her like a useless pawn. Even if he was a great emperor who had created countless great achievements, he was not worthy of being a parent!
The Yellow Emperor, who had so much to say to her, suddenly fell silent. He knew his daughter resented and hated him, but he hadn't expected the resentment to run so deep. He hadn't spoken for many years, and now he didn't know how to tell her about the past.