Chapter 365: Chapter 365

In her previous life, Si Jie had betrayed her, and she had dragged Si Jie to hell with her.

So, if she could come to this world, perhaps Si Jie had come along too.

Si Yan whispered to Old Gecko, "Old Gecko, is he the Night God?"

Old Gecko shook his head and said, "Grandchild, he has no Divine Race aura on him. He’s not the Night God."

Si Yan asked eagerly, "Could he possibly be a being with two souls in one body?"

Old Gecko continued to shake his head, saying, "I cannot confirm."

The snake Beastman’s thin lips were slightly pursed. As his and Si Yan’s hearts became attuned, their bond as companions grew tighter. Sometimes he could sense Si Yan’s emotions.

Like now, he felt Si Yan’s emotions were very complex.

Facing the dark and vicious male before her, Si Yan’s emotions were filled with hate, pain, puzzlement, and disappointment. Behind all these emotions, there was even a strong sense of nostalgia.

He had never felt this kind of emotion before.

His hand gently held her soft little hand, his fingers lightly caressing her palm.

Si Yan looked up into A’ye’s caring purple eyes.

Suddenly, Si Yan’s heart calmed down greatly.

She grasped A’ye’s hand to reassure him, then faced the Black Priest before her.

The Black Priest laughed heartily twice and said, "Xiao Yan, what you said isn’t right. I’ve been in the Beast World for many, many years. As for why I appeared in the world you were in before, it is because I was following your trail that I found my way there."

Si Yan’s eyes flickered. "So, you really are Si Jie?"

The Black Priest said, "Not entirely."

What does ’not entirely’ mean?

The Black Priest slowly said, "If you like, you can call me by another name—Ming Ji."

Si Yan immediately asked the Beast God, "Who is Ming Ji? Is he a sibling of the Night God Ming Jiu?"

The Beast God opened his mouth in surprise and shook his head. "I don’t know. I’ve never heard of him before."

It seems he’s not a being with two souls in one body, nor a twin.

More and more questions filled Si Yan’s mind.

Does he really have no relation to the Night God and the A’ye who had recently started following her?

Ming Ji smiled. "Xiao Yan, I know you want to know everything. If you’re willing to go with Brother Ming Ji, he will tell you everything. How about that?"

Si Yan’s heart truly wavered.

But very quickly, she firmly answered, "Not interested."

"Isn’t Ming Jiu also in this world? It’s better to ask him than you."

Something seemed to have provoked Ming Ji, and he suddenly became angry.

His face turned dark and terrifying. "I was originally considering our bond as siblings and thought it would be a pity to kill you. Now, it seems you still have to die."

Old Gecko angrily said, "A dark cultivator from who knows where, coming here to challenge Grandpa? Who gave you the confidence to think you could bully my grandchild!"

Ming Ji covered his body with his robe, and in the next instant, he was suddenly much closer to Si Yan.

A tremendous surge of dark energy came flooding in, and Si Yan felt all sorts of negative emotions inside her amplify endlessly.

It was all him! It was all him! It was all him who pushed her into the zombie tide! It was all him who betrayed her! She hated him! She wanted to perish together with him!

Si Yan suddenly turned around. Her eyes were pitch black as she cruelly looked at the snake Beastman, her soft little hands grabbing at his scales, slashing straight toward his neck!

Old Gecko immediately jumped off Si Yan’s shoulder, seeing that A’ye was hindered because he dared not hurt Si Yan.

Old Gecko said, "Strike her with lightning! Have you forgotten that after your training, she’s not afraid of lightning at all!"

The snake Beastman seized her left wrist. Si Yan’s right hand, holding the scale, was about to reach his neck, but at that moment, the dark energy in her eyes suddenly dispersed.

Then, in that instant, a huge bolt of lightning struck Ming Ji on the top of his head! ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet

Ming Ji staggered backward, raising his scepter high. Suddenly, an even more terrifying dark aura enveloped everything.

More undead soldiers were resurrecting. Because of this dark resurrection magic, powerful undead soldiers broke through the earth, causing geological instability in the region. The ground suddenly collapsed, causing many Beastmen to fall.

Old Gecko was also furious. He said, "They really don’t take me, the Beast God, seriously!"

Long Ze clapped his little paws, and the Divine Power from Divine Mountain responded to his command.

The ground closed, and a thin layer of purifying light isolated the black witchcraft, preventing the undead soldiers from breaking through the soil anymore.

"Long live the Beast God!! Long live the Beast God!!!"

Si Yan looked at Long Ze worriedly.

Old Gecko proudly raised his little head, his little whiskers fluttering by his mouth.

He hadn’t recovered much of his strength, and this action had almost depleted it again. It would take a long time to accumulate enough Divine Power to transform into a human form.

Sigh. If he couldn’t transform into a human form, he wouldn’t be able to show off in front of Si Yan. What a pity.

However, while the Beastmen were distracted dealing with these undead soldiers, Ming Ji suddenly jumped to Si Yan’s side.

He had lost his patience. With one hand on Si Yan’s shoulder, the next moment, they both vanished.

A’ye looked at the spot where Si Yan had disappeared and immediately flew into a rage. He turned around and, with a flick of his hand, a massive bolt of lightning instantly annihilated an undead soldier.

Old Gecko was stunned, then immediately appeared on A’ye’s shoulder.

He had been careless. He hadn’t expected Ming Ji to still have a teleportation artifact.

A’ye immediately ascended to the highest point of Divine Mountain and sniffed with all his might for Si Yan’s scent.

He closed his eyes, trying to contact Si Yan, only to find that their companion bond had been completely severed.

The eyes of the snake Beastman turned red, his jawline and lips tensed.

In this moment, he was like the cold-hearted Demon King—harsh and irritable.

When Si Yan opened her eyes, she found she was flying in the sky.

She was startled, then realized she was being held by Ming Ji.

Behind Ming Ji were two giant black wings made of energy.

That long-lost sensation returned. Si Yan felt like she was about to get airsick.

"Ming Ji, I, I..." Si Yan’s face went white.

As if suddenly remembering something, Ming Ji’s face immediately turned pale. He was just about to adjust Si Yan’s position when she suddenly grabbed onto Ming Ji’s clothes.

Deliberately, she vomited right into Ming Ji’s clothes.

Ming Ji froze, a cold aura spreading from his body.

"Si Yan!!! You really think I won’t kill you!!!"

Si Yan immediately retorted, "It’s clearly because your flying technique is terrible. I didn’t feel like vomiting when Bai Feng flew with me."

Ming Ji really felt like he was going to explode with anger.

His clothes were full of the stuff Si Yan had just vomited.

With the cloth catching it, every movement made those things shift.

Si Yan wiped her mouth with a still-clean part of his clothes and said, "I didn’t want to. You should know this about me—I get airsick."

A vein throbbed on Ming Ji’s forehead.

He then ripped off his shirt in one move.

The shirt, along with the vomit, fell into the forest below.

Even so, he didn’t let go of Si Yan.

He took out a clean cloth and began to wipe his chest muscles.