1785 Belief 1 (1/2)

Jun Wu Xie sat within the cell, the surrounding dark and dank. An occasional sob or curse would drift out from the other cells, their voices both male and female, but all filled with despair and aggrievement.

Those voices swam around Jun Wu Xie's ears, and she just sat there quietly, looking like she had nothing to do with this place of despair at all.

”For how long do you intend to remain in this place?” A languid sounding voice quietly sounded from outside the jail cell.

Jun Wu Xie lifted her head to look at Jun Wu Yao standing outside. He had his arms folded across his chest, as he leaned against the old and worn wooden pillar, his head tilted as he looked at Jun Wu Xie separated from him behind the jail bars.

”When I destroy this place, I will go.” Jun Wu Xie answered expressionlessly.

Jun Wu Yao lifted his eyebrow slightly, as he looked around at the filthy and broken down dungeon, the disdain in his eyes couldn't be anymore obvious.

”Destroy it…..” The corners of Jun Wu Yao's mouth curled up slightly, and a cloud of black mist rose from his fingertips. Under the dim firelight, the cloud of black mist looked exceptionally sinister and terrifying, filled with the sense of impending doom.

Jun Wu Xie then said: ”I want to do it on my own.”

”Why go through all that trouble?”

”You have things that you need to do, and so do I” Jun Wu Xie said calmly. She knew all too well of Jun Wu Yao's might. No need to mention just the Shadow Moon Palace. Even if it was the most dominant Flame Demons Palace among the Twelve Palaces, when placed before Jun Wu Yao, it would be just as insignificant as a louse, something that he would be able to send straight to Hell with just a light flick of his finger.

But that was not the result that Jun Wu Xie wanted, and also not a method that was acceptable to her.