novelslam Chapter 355 Daji Awakens
Chapter 355 Daji Awakens
Chapter 355 Daji Awakens
Jiang Chaosheng's cunning and treacherous eye on his forehead slowly closed.
It sounds like Lilith is nothing more than a female fan of the last emperor who worships him and is willing to betray the hellish realm for him.
And he himself had intricate connections with that last emperor.
Sometimes, even he himself had doubts:
Am I the reincarnation of the last emperor?
He glanced at Lilith and said in a calm tone, "You can stay here for the time being."
He still harbored many doubts about Lilith.
Although no evidence could be found, the thorn in my heart remained unresolved.
Perhaps, it's just a case of paranoia.
He didn't drive Lilith away, neither because he was seduced nor because of her rhetoric about worshipping the Human Emperor.
In his world, everything falls into only two categories:
Useful and useless.
Even if Lilith were truly feigning affection, this hypocritical demon king would still be useful to me.
A look of excitement bloomed on Lilith's beautiful face, and she quickly bowed and said, "Okay, thank you, sir."
Jiang Chaosheng glanced at Xie Ya and ordered, "Go check on Jin Meiting and the others' progress in digesting Hilla."
You are no longer needed here.
"Also, have the Witch Association contact the Bureau of Anomalies to prepare for a possible invasion of the human world from the Abyss."
The evil raven is a mid-level god; with him around, the witches will not encounter any problems digesting Hera's power.
The raven nodded in acceptance: "Yes, sir."
As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished from the antique shop.
Jiang Chaosheng turned to go upstairs, but Lilith suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.
He frowned, turned around, and saw Lilith, this alluring and stunningly beautiful woman, looking like a little goddess who had done something wrong, hurriedly letting go of his hand and asking in a very low voice, "Where should I stay?"
Jiang Chaosheng continued walking upstairs without stopping, only saying, "There are many guest rooms upstairs, just pick one."
Lilith followed closely behind him, all the way up to the second floor.
Jiang Chaosheng stopped in front of a door, stood still, his gaze fixed on the tightly closed door, a barely perceptible warmth appearing in his eyes.
Lilith curiously followed his gaze, then suddenly thought of something and narrowed her eyes slightly.
The person staying in this guest room must be Daji.
Jiang Chaosheng casually pointed to a guest room not far away: "You'll stay there."
After saying that, he ignored Lilith and simply stood in front of the door.
He raised his hand to knock on the door, then lowered it again; he raised it again, then lowered it again.
He was completely unaware that Lilith behind him was staring intently at the door, her alluring eyes filled with barely suppressed jealousy.
He finally knocked on the door.
no respond.
Jiang Chaosheng frowned.
He was a little worried because Daji had been asleep for too long.
Just then, the door was pulled open from the inside.
Daji appeared before him, her cheeks still wet with tears, a sight that evoked pity.
Jiang Chaosheng's breath hitched.
My heart pounded violently.
In this world, Daji is the only woman who can make his heart beat out of control.
That kiss from months ago, burning hot like a brand, still lingers deep in my memory.
But his face remained expressionless, and he simply uttered two words: "Awake?"
Daji raised her hand to brush away a stray hair from her temple, revealing a sweet smile: "Mmm, I slept for a long time, and kept dreaming."
Jiang Chaosheng didn't know how to talk to women.
He could only ask with concern, "What did you dream about?"
Daji looked at him, her voice as soft as a feather falling on the water: "I dreamt of the days I spent with my husband."
Jiang Chaosheng frowned slightly.
A slight bittersweet feeling welled up inside me.
"Husband," she called the last emperor, not herself.
He never felt that even if he was the reincarnation of the last emperor, he was the same as the last emperor.
Just like the Buddhist concept of cause and effect and reincarnation that he despised the most—that the cause planted in the previous life will bear fruit in the next life.
If you suffer hardship and injustice your whole life, but do good deeds your whole life, you'll be reborn into a better life and enjoy happiness in the next.
This is not fair.
Why should the blessings I accumulate in this life be left for "me" in the next life to enjoy?
Will the "me" in the next life have even the slightest connection with the "me" in this life?
If you've been wicked, bad, and fierce your whole life, you'll suffer in your next life.
In Jiang Chaosheng's view, this is an even more unreasonable fallacy.
Why should I, in this life, bear the consequences of the evil deeds I committed in my past life?
He never believed that the concept of reincarnation was fair, let alone positive.
Daji, clearly unaware of his intentions, smiled and said, "How about we go shopping tomorrow?"
Jiang Chaosheng was taken aback: "Shopping?"
Tears welled up in Daji's eyes again, but she still forced a smile: "I want to relive those days when my husband and I played in the mortal world together."
Jiang Chaosheng nodded: "Okay."
Daji, she'll regain her memories sooner or later, right?
Then she will know that she is not the last emperor, nor her husband.
He was silent for a moment, then revealed a very faint but genuine smile: "Your soul has been condensed, it's time to change your clothes."
Daji's demon soul has now solidified into an indistinguishable form from an ordinary physical body. If she wants to go out and about, wearing such a white robe would be too conspicuous and inconvenient.
After saying that, he turned and left, heading towards the study.
Daji stood frozen at the doorway.
He smiled?
This is probably the first time I've seen him smile.
South China Sea, Zero Antique Shop, Study.
Jiang Chaosheng sat at his desk, opened his notebook, and began to sort out the various problems at hand.
He picked up his pen and wrote the words "King Solomon" on the page.
According to Lilith, King Solomon was in Whitefish Village.
Finding him will most likely allow you to figure out the exact nature of your relationship with the last emperor.
Perhaps the answer will finally be found to the problem that has troubled him for so long.
However, even if Whitefish Village is small, it may not be easy to find King Solomon's whereabouts.
After all, he was a figure who existed during the Shang Dynasty and had interacted with the last emperor.
Jiang Chaosheng muttered to himself, lightly tapping the paper with the tip of his pen: "The most urgent thing right now is the 17th, when hell invades the human world."
His heart was heavy.
There are only five days left until the 17th.
. . . . .
If Avici Hell wins, it will immediately seal off Antique Shop Zero after taking control of the human world.
At that time, I'm afraid I'll be cursed by the Zero Antique Shop because I can't submit my soul power on time.
The Avici Hell had been preparing for this battle for far too long.
Satan is a bold and meticulous character.
In terms of strength, the Avici Hell far surpasses the human world, but in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, they still spent thousands of years planning it.
For example, in order to prevent the surviving demigods and earth-level beings from becoming variables during the era of the gods' fall, Niulang imprisoned all the demigods and earth-level beings in Atlantis.
For example, the gates of Avici Hell are inscribed with Odin's spell, which allows hellish creatures to ignore the bindings of the Heaven-Sealing and Earth-Severing Array for seven days, at the cost of permanently losing that gate.
Even so, because of the existence of the Zero Antique Shop, Satan still dared not be the slightest bit careless, like a lion hunting a rabbit.
"Hell's trump cards are truly endless."
Jiang Chaosheng chuckled twice and wrote "Odin, the God of Space" in his notebook.
The greatest scheme that Avici Hell has laid for humanity ultimately belongs to Odin, the god of space.
Atlantis was used to guard the gates of hell, imprisoning the demigods and earth-level beings who survived the era of the fallen gods.
How did Atlantis come about?
Divine Bone Sleeping Hair Pen!
That legendary magic pen, capable of turning fantasy into reality, was made by the Western God from the bones of Odin, the god of space.
The divine incantations carved on the gates of Hell were also personally inscribed by Odin.
"This god is quite interesting."
Jiang Chaosheng murmured.
It sounds like Odin, the god of space, is like a precious Chinese medicinal herb, with every part of him being valuable.
He suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of something.
The Divine Bone Sleeping Brush is a coveted artifact even for high-ranking gods, as it contains the remains of the King of Asgard.
Western God, have you never used this thing to draw anything else?
Surely he wouldn't kill Odin just so that Poseidon could create Atlantis to guard the gates of Hell years later.
This is utterly absurd.
Jiang Chaosheng narrowed his eyes, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.
What if the Western God had already set up a trap?
Given the feud between God Ezekiel and the last human emperor, he was very likely to be the first to suffer.
We need to find someone knowledgeable and ask them about the past between the Western God and Odin.
Jiang Chaosheng raised his eyelids and said softly, "Medusa, come to see me."