Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road - Chapter 813

Chapter 813: Run Chu [The Story Of The Precious Relic]
“How dare you speak the name of our emperor without caution?” Shi Ji’s expression remained unyielding, devoid of any discernible emotion. He appeared oblivious to the fact that the person before him was infamous in Demon City.

A peculiar expression crossed Shenlian Yingyue’s face. Did she imagine he recognized her? Uncertain about the situation, she opted for a conciliatory tone. “I only have a question for him.”

“Who do you think you are?” Before Shi Ji could respond, a sarcastic voice interrupted.

A delicate figure emerged, dressed in an ethereal pale white moonlight Hanfu that accentuated her flawless skin and mesmerizing figure. Tall, slender, and exuding an air of graceful elegance, she resembled a fairy from the celestial realms.

“Greetings, Concubine Run,” Shi Ji intoned, placing his right hand to his chest in a respectful bow.

Concubine Run?

“Who is this audacious individual, demanding an audience with my majesty?” Concubine Run’s delicate brows knitted together as she scrutinized Shenlian Yingyue. Although the cloak obscured her features, she could confidently identify the figure as female.

Any outsider attempting to address the emperor typically ended poorly. While Run Chu appeared as pure as a fairy dancing under the glow of the moon, there was an underlying darkness in her gaze that hinted at her true nature.

Shenlian Yingyue studied Concubine Run, piecing together recognition. If her memory served her right, this Concubine Run was indeed Run Chu.

In the novel she’d read back in the modern world, Run Chu was renowned as the most extraordinary beauty in Shen Xian’s harem. Though a mere concubine, her influence overshadowed even that of the Demon Realm’s queens.

Despite Shen Xian’s preference for men, his harem boasted both unparalleled male and female figures. Each member possessed immense power, rivaling that of Demon Kings and Queens.

Run Chu had an infamous reputation for her ruthless and calculating nature, especially when it came to eliminating those who garnered Shen Xian’s attention.

In the story, her animosity towards Huang Bai Xing stemmed from a conflict with the heroine, fueling a deep and deadly resentment.

She attempted various methods to torment Huang Bai Xing, only to meet a gruesome end at the hands of Huang Bai Xing and his allies.

Thus, despite Run Chu’s formidable reputation, she was merely a cannon fodder, destined for suffering due to her opposition to the heroine, the Daughter of Destiny.

Without pausing for anyone’s response, Run Chu unleashed her demonic spiritual power upon Shenlian Yingyue.

Xiao Yun, Shenlian Yinzhu, and Jun Mu Yang refrained from intervening, wishing to allow Shenlian Yingyue to grow stronger on her own. Yet, they sought to shield her from immediate danger. Before they could act, however, she was already in motion.

The two men and the adorable beasts relaxed somewhat, their focus remaining on the unfolding confrontation.

Shenlian Yingyue, alert to the sudden attack, brandished the mirror adorned with bunny ears, positioning it to deflect Run Chu’s formidable assault.

Run Chu’s power rivaled that of Shi Ji, making her an overwhelming adversary for Shenlian Yingyue.

Here on Yellow Planet, Shi Ji’s might was hampered by the celestial laws, yet Shenlian Yingyue found him difficult to contend with. How then could she combat Run Chu, who was unrestrained by such laws?

Determined not to lean on her companions for assistance, she decisively employed the Bunny Goddess Mirror for her protection.

The enchanted Bunny Goddess Mirror had a special ability: it could absorb incoming attacks and reflect them back at the attacker, amplifying their strength five to tenfold.

As predicted, the result was staggering. Run Chu stumbled back, taken aback by Shenlian Yingyue’s unexpected artifact of defense.

Though she mitigated much of her attack through the mirror, Run Chu still sustained injuries.

“What do you have to do with the Tuzi Clan?” Run Chu’s crimson eyes radiated a chilling intent, reminiscent of a venomous poppy poised to strike its foe.

In a fleeting moment unseen by others, Shi Ji’s expression shifted as he stepped back, keenly observing the clash between the two women.

“What exactly is the Tuzi Clan? I’m completely in the dark here.” Shenlian Yingyue feigned ignorance, determined to protect Fen Fen’s safety at all costs. There was no way she would jeopardize his life by revealing any secrets tied to him.

“Don’t play coy with me! Who in their right mind doesn’t know that this mirror belongs to the Tuzi Clan? Spill what you know or prepare for the consequences,” Run Chu’s voice dripped with fury and menace. This was the first time she had ever been pushed to such a limit; aside from Shen Xian, no one had ever managed to challenge her. The resentment against Shenlian Yingyue bubbled fiercely within her.

“I truly have no knowledge of the Tuzi Clan.” Shenlian Yingyue raised her hands in a gesture of innocence, playing her part flawlessly.

“You’re lying! How else would you have come by this mirror?” Run Chu pressed on relentlessly, her long, silky hair billowing around her as her temper flared dangerously.

“I found it in my room,” Shenlian Yingyue declared with a straight face. Technically, she wasn’t lying; Fen Fen had left the mirror on the table for her to pick up at her leisure.

In the Ethereal Small World, Xiao Yun and Xiao Qiu nearly choked on their grape milk while Shenlian Yinzhu and Jun Mu Yang held their heads in exasperation.

Shi Ji’s expression twisted with disbelief.

“That’s absurd!” Run Chu’s face morphed into a tapestry of indignation.

Shenlian Yingyue merely shrugged. She was speaking the truth—why couldn’t they see it?

The Bunny Goddess Mirror had vanished into obscurity ages ago. Millennia back, Gods, Demons, Immortals, and other forces had vied for possession of this fabled artifact.

In the end, during a desperate confrontation, the ancestors of the Tuzi Clan had cast the mirror into an unknown realm right before the eyes of all, unable to bear the burden of an item that brought ruin upon their lineage.

Countless descendants of the Tuzi Clan had met tragic ends in their quest to reclaim the mirror. To stop the cycle of pain, they had relinquished ownership of the precious relic.

Though it had long since disappeared, the tale of the mirror echoed throughout every corner of the cultivation community. Its legacy endured, a haunting reminder of the many warriors and adversaries who had perished seeking the legendary artifact.