Chapter 1093 – Her Name (2/2)
These matters looked simple, but they were actually very difficult to pull off.
Chen Changsheng had spent these days in silence, seemingly uninvolved, but nobody would truly believe that he would do nothing.
Many eyes had been keeping an ever-present watch on the Li Palace.
Shang Xingzhou had always been looking at him.
Wang Zhice had also been looking.
Daoist Wu had been their eyes.
But Chen Changsheng had succeeded in hiding everything from them. From the situation, it seemed that even Xu Yourong had not known what he was thinking.
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When Shang Xingzhou was looking at Chen Changsheng and showing admiration for the first time, Wang Zhice was looking at that shadow enveloping the Mausoleum of Books.
He seemed to remember something from the past, and a nostalgic expression appeared on his face.
The shadow suddenly vanished, transforming into a sky of snow.
A black-clothed girl appeared in the snowstorm.
She had an indifferent expression and a face as beautiful as a painting. Her black dress exuded an extremely cold Qi.
Destroying Mount Mo, pacifying the princely estate, and using frost to dominate the Heavenly Dao Academy—she had played the most important role today in allowing the Li Palace to control the capital.
As a Black Frost Dragon, she might not have been mature, her Dao and soul unable to meld with the laws of the Divine Domain, but she was born with a divine attribute that disregarded the difference in levels. To put it another way, from the moment she was born, she was foreordained to become an expert of the Divine Domain.
The two old Guardians of the Tang clan and the old Daoist from the Monastery of Eternal Spring were all experts half a step from the Divine, but in terms of pure fighting power, they were still inferior to a high-class divine being like her. As for destructive power, there was no one on the continent that could compare to her, not even if Xu Yourong or Qiushan Jun completed their third awakenings.
Dragons had always been the most terrifying existences. Otherwise, Emperor Taizong and the Divine experts that he led would not have paid such an enormous price to force them to make an oath to the starry skies and sign that agreement, making them promise that they would never make landfall on the continent.
But that agreement did not include her name.
Because she had been imprisoned under New North Bridge at the time, and she had still been very young, so young that she did not even know the short form of her name.
The one who had imprisoned her beneath New North Bridge was Wang Zhice.
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”Zhusha, long time no see.”
Wang Zhice smiled at the girl in black.
Zhusha was her short name, or perhaps it was better to call it her human name.
Even this name had been given by Wang Zhice, further reinforced into a habit by Qin Zhong and the others.
As she heard these words and saw that middle-aged scholar on which time seemed to have no effect, the black-clothed girl suddenly went pale.
She had imagined meeting this person many times, resentfully plotting her revenge.
But she had not imagined that meeting him again after several centuries would still fill her with fear.
She had been imprisoned underground by him for several hundred years, and he had even given her a name…
Those memories had truly been engraved on her bones. They were impossible to forget, and sent chills through her body.
Even she felt very cold, very afraid.
Her body began to tremble, the fragments of ice on her black dress clattering against each other.
At this moment, she looked like a lonely little girl.
She could destroy a mountain, pacify an estate, reverse the situation of the entire capital.
But Wang Zhice had only needed to say 'long time no see' to send dread coursing through her body and deprive her of any strength to fight.
The river of time incessantly battered against its shores and dug down, digging so deep that the bottom could not be seen and it became an abyss.
A person like Wang Zhice could truly only be described as unfathomable as an abyss.
Chen Changsheng walked in front of the girl and blocked Wang Zhice's gaze.
Wang Zhice quietly looked at him, his eyes still unfathomable as an abyss.
Chen Changsheng solemnly said, ”She is not called Zhusha.”
Wang Zhice calmly replied, ”I do not think so.”
Xu Yourong walked down and said to him, ”Which is why I say that you've gone senile.”