Chapter 00157: The Divine Race Value Seven
# The Divine Race Value Seven
Chapter 157
Novel: After the Myth
Chapter 157: The Divine Race Value Seven
Ding Huan gathered all his true essence.
Despite his injuries, he was determined to protect Qi Xinyue from this blow.
Whatever would come next could be dealt with later; if worse came to worst, he would unleash his genetic poison mist.
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
Ding Huan stopped in his tracks, his eyes wide in shock as he looked toward the man who resembled a shopkeeper in the distance.
At that moment, the man was spitting blood, sprawled on the ground.
A giant wooden pillar on the first floor of the inn had been snapped by his impact.
His body was broken all over, with even his meridians completely shattered.
Fear flickered in his eyes, and he must have realized his end was near.
The patrons who had previously watched the commotion were now silent, not daring to breathe.
The staff who had come to intervene also kept quiet.
Ding Huan took a few steps back, and Lou Shizhi alongside Qi Xinyue retreated to his side.
Now Ding Huan clearly saw that the attacker was one of the three people who had stood at the inn's entrance.
The three came over: two men and a woman.
The one in front was a middle-aged man, flanked by an elderly man and a young woman who seemed not much older than Qi Xinyue.
It was the young woman who had made the attack.
The middle-aged man strode toward Ding Huan, who felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
He greeted them with a respectful clasp of his hands.
"Ding Huan pays his respects to the seniors. Thank you for your assistance."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly.
"Step aside."
Before Ding Huan could respond, the man's gaze turned to Qi Xinyue.
"You are a lost member of the Divine Race?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Huan instantly understood.
The people before him were indeed those he had suspected.
Any one of them was powerful enough to easily kill him, so he could not calculate the details.
These three were undoubtedly from the Divine Race.
Qi Xinyue had been forced to search for the Divine Race's abode in the vast universe by people from the Splendorous God Continent.
After searching for so long without results, they unexpectedly encountered members of the Divine Race here.
It turned out that this place was one of the Divine Race's habitats.
Thankfully they hadn’t found it sooner.
If they had, those folks from the Splendorous God Continent would probably have found themselves dead without knowing how it had happened.
“Qi Xinyue pays her respects to the seniors. Thank you for your assistance,” Qi Xinyue hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.
“Answer my question: Are you a direct bloodline descendant of the Divine Race?” the middle-aged man said without a hint of impatience.
Qi Xinyue hesitated.
"I am indeed a descendant of the Divine Race, but whether I am of the direct bloodline, I do not know."
“Indeed, that is good, that is good…” The middle-aged man spoke excitedly, repeating the words several times.
As if remembering something, he took out a jade vial and handed it to Qi Xinyue. “Xinyue, you should take this pill.”
Qi Xinyue frowned and did not reach for the jade vial. “I don’t know who harmed me, but no matter who it was, our Divine Race will not let it go. This pill is a Restoration Pill that can restore your appearance,” the middle-aged man quickly explained.
Hearing it could restore her appearance, Qi Xinyue hesitated.
She too wanted to regain her beauty; otherwise, she felt unworthy of Ding Huan.
This was one of the reasons she had worked so hard in her foundational cultivation.
Once she established her foundation, perhaps her appearance could return.
Ding Huan noticed Qi Xinyue's hesitation and nodded.
"Xinyue, since it's a pill that can restore your appearance, you should take it."
In Ding Huan’s view, whether Qi Xinyue took the pill or not was inconsequential.
He believed he could find her a similar pill.
Having spent so much time with Qi Xinyue, he understood her well.
Ever since she decided to marry him, she became more conscious of her looks.
Every time he saw her, she would make an effort to enhance her appearance.
Unfortunately, her face had been badly damaged, leaving her with a sense of inferiority.
Since Qi Xinyue desired it so much, if he refused to let her have it, she would surely feel regret.
Moreover, Ding Huan sensed no malice from these Divine Race experts.
“Hmm.” Taking Ding Huan’s words to heart, Qi Xinyue picked up the jade vial, poured its contents into her mouth, and swallowed.
The elderly man beside them furrowed his brow slightly.
Clearly, he found that Qi Xinyue was being overly obedient to Ding Huan's words.
In his mind, the Divine Race was the noblest of races in the universe.
Anyone in front of them should lower themselves.
In his view, the relationship between Qi Xinyue and Ding Huan did not match the Divine Race’s noble heritage.
Firstly, Qi Xinyue hadn’t realized her status as a Divine Race member.
Secondly, Ding Huan’s leading role over Qi Xinyue offended the dignity of the Divine Race.
The incident at the inn had drawn the attention of the City Guards, and even the City Lord had sent people to investigate.
However, upon seeing the middle-aged man and his companions, they hesitated to push their way in, instead standing outside and waiting.
To Ding Huan's astonishment, the scar on Qi Xinyue's face vanished at an observable speed, quickly forming a thin scab that peeled away.
Even more shocking was that after the scab fell away, Qi Xinyue's face almost instantly returned to its original healthy color.
Her fair skin had a hint of rosy glow, and one could hardly tell she had previously bore terrifying scars.
Ding Huan always believed Qi Xinyue must be beautiful, but now that her appearance had returned, he finally understood just how stunning she truly was.
Her unparalleled beauty rendered the other women around her pale by comparison, like a goddess descended to the mortal realm.
The other patrons who had been quietly sipping tea were equally astounded, their eyes wide.
In Jihe City, it was the first time a beauty like this had appeared.
How could she be an ordinary woman? She was definitely from the immortal realm.
The middle-aged man became even more excited. “Wonderful, truly wonderful! You are indeed a direct bloodline descendant of the Divine Race.”
Upon hearing his praise, Qi Xinyue felt no joy, but instead, a sense of foreboding.
This feeling was just like before when she spoke with Ding Huan.
The middle-aged man continued, “Xinyue, you can return to the Divine Race with us. You must be a direct bloodline descendant lost to the years. What I merely sensed before, I am now completely certain of.”
Though he tried hard to contain his excitement, his tone betrayed his inner thrill.
Qi Xinyue shook her head. “I am not going anywhere; I wish to stay with my husband.”
Her voice was determined and unquestionable.
Though their relationship lacked the fervor of passionate lovers, she cherished this encounter more than anyone could understand.
True companionship doesn’t require boisterous matters; it can be as gentle and warm as water.
Qi Xinyue had never experienced romance, but she understood this truth.
“Your husband?” A flash of surprise crossed the middle-aged man’s eyes as his gaze turned to Ding Huan.
Ding Huan replied, neither servile nor overbearing, “Yes, please understand, seniors; Xinyue and I will not be separated.”
“Ha! Do you know what the Divine Race represents?” The young woman next to the middle-aged man sneered.
To her, if it weren’t for her restraint, she would have already mocked them.
Ding Huan replied calmly, “I don’t know what the Divine Race is. Perhaps you are a noble race looking down on others. Nevertheless, Xinyue and I are merely family matters; we don’t need others to meddle.”
The young woman appeared as if she wanted to speak again, but the middle-aged man raised a hand to silence her, fixing his gaze on Ding Huan. “You may not believe me, but I am the most amenable of all in the Divine Race. I assure you, no one else would ever discuss this matter with you as I am now. Even if it meant wiping out the entire Jihe City, it would not be out of the question.”
An overwhelming sense of helplessness washed over Ding Huan; he suspected that the man was speaking the truth.
“Friend, this is indeed the truth. If you continue to confront us, it’s likely that Jihe City will face destruction at the hands of the Divine Race. They… they…”
A voice slipped into Ding Huan’s ear, but the speaker seemed too afraid to continue.
After this exchange, the middle-aged man turned back to Qi Xinyue. “Xinyue, you should know that we could forcibly take you away, but I, Zhi Qi, will not do so because I respect your choice. If it were just me, I would act as if nothing happened. Factually, the moment I leave, Divine Race experts will come to take you away. As for your friends, not a single one will survive; they don’t act the way I do.”
Qi Xinyue tightened her grip on Ding Huan's arm; she understood this truth as well.
Her master had hinted at it in the past, but when she was younger, she didn’t fully comprehend it.
Now, however, she did.
“Senior, if you want me to come with you, then Ding Huan must accompany me as well,” Qi Xinyue made her resolve clear.
She understood that this was not a choice of her own volition.
Zhi Qi sighed. “Xinyue, you are only endangering him. The Divine Race does not permit outsiders to enter; otherwise, death follows. I can empathize with your feelings; if I could, I would want you and your friend to come to the Divine Race together. Unfortunately, I cannot make that decision.”
After saying this, he transmitted a message to Qi Xinyue. “Xinyue, never bring up that Ding Huan is your husband again; it will only hasten your friend's death. Luckily, you merely spoke out of anger. If your Divine Race identity becomes tainted by an ant among humans, do you know the consequences? Not only will you have no place to rest in death, but your friends will share the same fate.”
Ding Huan was astonished; though his cultivation was considerably inferior to Zhi Qi's, the words reached him clearly.
It was impossible.
Realizing that there was no turning back, Ding Huan addressed Zhi Qi, “Senior, may I have a moment to speak privately with Xinyue?”
“No.” Before Zhi Qi could respond, the young woman interjected.
Zhi Qi did not give a direct answer to Ding Huan, but rather spoke to the remaining patrons within the inn. “This does not concern you anymore; feel free to leave.”
All those anxious were quick to flee the inn, fearing that if they were slow, Zhi Qi might eliminate them at a whim.
Even the injured monk, the skinny monkey, and the other man staggered out after the crowd.
Once everyone had evacuated, Zhi Qi turned to Ding Huan. “It’s evident you care for Xinyue, but this matter cannot be changed by personal will. I will give you a few moments; you may take your leave.”
After saying this, Ding Huan surprisingly received another transmission from Zhi Qi: “I once faced a situation like yours, unwilling to let go of a human woman. In the end, my beloved perished at the hand of the Divine Race. You, however, are in a dire situation. If you ever gain strength, you can seek out Xinyue in the Divine Race. If you remain powerless, your search will mean nothing but harm to her. I could assist in taking Xinyue to the Path Realm, allowing you to meet there, but that would only cause her more troubles. Sigh! Remember, the entrance to the Divine Race is at the Broken Heart Cliff; do not divulge this to anyone. Also, do not leave Jihe City within two weeks; those around me will come after you and your friends. After two weeks, I will take them away. So do not worry about Xinyue; she will receive supreme resources. As for you, expedite your journey to the Path Realm. Help will only go this far; the rest is up to you. Do not ask me why; it is merely because I trust what I see.”
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