After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 982: Emperor and Qingqing’s Identity Both Revealed (2)

The mineral veins of the Free State were numerous, but the eight major veins required keys to unlock.

These keys could only be obtained through the game “Eternity,” which involved winning favor with NPCs.

Obtaining the keys to the eight major veins was as challenging as becoming a disciple of the Master of Ghost Valley.

Si Fuqing knew many people had attempted to find these keys, but most either returned empty-handed or were killed by high-level NPCs, making it impossible to even re-enter the holographic game.

Yu Xiheng smiled slightly, “I also want to ask Lady Ghosthand Heavenly Doctor about this.”

Si Fuqing glanced at him, “It was all to heal your leg. No wonder you have more money than you can spend.”

The wealth contained in the eight major mineral veins was probably incalculable, even by her master.

“Yes,” Yu Xiheng turned his head, his voice calm, “So you don’t have to work so hard.”

“That’s not an option,” Si Fuqing stretched lazily, “One must always strive. This time we’re even, after all, I’m like a mille-feuille cake.”

Yu Xiheng’s eyebrow raised slightly, and he said slowly, “Yes, one layer at a time.”

His voice was cold and uninflected, yet carried a certain allure.

Si Fuqing rubbed her ears, turning her head away to avoid looking at him.

“Now we can drink,” she opened the bottle, took a sniff, and sipped, “It smells wonderful.”

He patted her back, “Drink slowly.”

She drank, and he quietly watched.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely in that moment, serene and beautiful.

Until Yu Xiheng heard the sound of water droplets.

His eyes shifted slightly, and he quickly covered her eyes with his hand, feeling the warm wetness gather in his palm.

His heart tightened.

Being so close, Yu Xiheng could clearly hear her voice.

She was calling “sister,” one cry after another, her voice gradually lowering.

Only when she was sick or drunk did she reveal her true self.

Even though she could bear the hope of many lives alone, at this moment, she was still a little girl.

Yu Xiheng reached out and silently held her, saying nothing.

Not because he didn’t know how to comfort, but because, in such moments, words felt unnecessary.

After an unknown period, Si Fuqing suddenly lifted her head and beckoned him with her finger.

Her eyes were bright, like stars in the night, drawing him closer.

Her skin was soft, her long hair shimmering in the moonlight.

Even the Emperor, accustomed to conquests and power, couldn’t deny she was a stunning girl.

Drawn by her beauty, he couldn’t help but lean down.

She whispered, “I’ll tell you a secret.”

Yu Xiheng’s eyes darkened slightly, “Tell me, I’m listening.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled, “Brother Nine, you’re so good. Besides my sister, you’re the best to me. Why are you so good?”

“Hmm.” The motion made Yu Xiheng tense for a moment, but he quickly relaxed, “What else?”

She continued, “I really like you.”

Yu Xiheng responded, “What kind of like?”

She seemed puzzled, blinking, “Like I like my sister, very much.”

Yu Xiheng fell silent for a moment, reminding her, “I am a man.”

“What’s a man?” Si Fuqing said loudly, “Just someone who slows down my money-making!”

“…”

After saying this, she succumbed to her drunkenness and fell asleep, her head resting on his shoulder.

Her steady breathing brushed against his ear, like butterfly wings, gently stirring his heart.

Yu Xiheng’s arms tightened around her. After a while, he sighed softly, “I really can’t handle you.”

Flirting and then running away, she still claimed not to be a tease.

He wiped the tears from her face and then picked her up, carrying her down from the rooftop.

**

Meanwhile, at the Fujisan family estate.

The news of the Takizawa family being visited by Yu Wu had spread within the four Yin-Yang families of Eastern Mulberry, causing unease in the entire Yin-Yang and Five Elements community.

The Fujisan family was at the forefront.

They had directly clashed with Yu Wu and were acutely aware of his terrifying power.

The Fujisan family head had been unable to sleep for days.

He was in the courtyard, observing the stars, hoping for a turn of fate.

“Master!” At that moment, a guard ran over, excitedly shouting, “Master Shinya has emerged from seclusion!”

The Fujisan family head stood up abruptly, “Quick! Take me to him.”

Fujisan Shinya was a rare genius in the Fujisan family, emerging once in a century.

Over a decade ago, in his early twenties, he had already become a Celestial Master of Yin-Yang.

He then traveled to the Great Xia to follow the traces of the ancient JI family, seeking deeper cultivation. After completing his training, he returned to the Fujisan family and announced he would enter a death seclusion.

Finally, today, Fujisan Shinya emerged!

The Fujisan family head hurried to Fujisan Shinya’s retreat, followed by the council of elders.

The bamboo house door opened, and a young man stepped out.

Calling him young wasn’t quite accurate, as Fujisan Shinya was now over fifty, though he still looked around twenty.

He stepped forward and nodded to the family head and the council, “I have not disappointed the family.”

This meant he had reached a higher level, surpassing the Celestial Master of Yin-Yang!

Being an Celestial Master of Yin-Yang was rare enough, but surpassing that was even rarer.

“Excellent!” The head elder was overjoyed, “With this, we will surely triumph in the upcoming Yin-Yang and Five Elements conference.”

Master of Yin-Yang typically had short lifespans, living around a century at most.

The high-ranking Master of Yin-Yang who were still alive were considered ancestral figures and only emerged in times of great crisis.

Fujisan Shinya’s cultivation now stood above his peers.

Most importantly, his expertise in formations and Yin-Yang techniques was unparalleled.

They were confident they could find a way to counter Yu Wu.

Fujisan Shinya’s ears twitched, “Why is Kinto so lively? Isn’t it the middle of the night?”

Ten years in seclusion saw significant advancements in technology.

But a Master of Yin-Yang typically looked down on modern technology.

What technology could achieve, a Master of Yin-Yang could do better.

But a Master of Yin-Yang could accomplish things beyond the reach of technology.

“Oh, the OPL is being held in Kinto,” the family head explained, “The Great Xia Empire won the championship and is celebrating. I heard the champion is a very popular actress from Great Xia with many fans.”

Fujisan Shinya’s eyebrow raised, “An actress? Let me see.”

The family head, puzzled, complied, showing Fujisan Shinya’s a clip of Si Fuqing receiving her award.

Fujisan Shinya’s eyes narrowed.

Si Fuqing.

He remembered that name.

Years ago, a five-year-old girl wore a jade pendant inscribed with “Fuqing.”

He had advised Old Master Zuo to use “Si”, symbolizing death as her surname to suppress the girl.

Although she lost ninety percent of her luck, the remaining luck was still considerable, enough to elevate an ordinary family to great heights.

For his cultivation, he had transferred the last bit of luck from Si Fuqing to the Zuo family.

He had almost forgotten this matter.

But looking at Si Fuqing’s face, he saw she had reclaimed her lost luck.

Not only luck, but she also had a continuous stream of faith power.

Fujisan Shinya’s eyes narrowed further.

No wonder. Becoming a celebrity was the quickest way to gain recognition and ensure more people knew about her.

Fujisan Shinya’s sighed, “Impressive.”

This time, this Lady of Luck would serve the Fujisan family.