Su Zimo's group settled down in the main hall of Enigma Palace for the time being.
Everyone was severely injured. Thankfully, they had Xiaoning's elixirs and recovered gradually after a few days of rest – they would be fully recovered in about a month's time.
Su Zimo's body was pierced by the spiked shackles of the Rakshasa race and his right arm was snapped by the Protoss leader.
His stamina was long depleted after the consecutive battles. However, he had mostly recovered in just a few days. The wounds left behind by the spiked shackles had already healed and were even forming scabs!
His severed arm was reattached as well.
He would be as good as new in a few more days!
Even the three Genying Zhenjun could not compare to his recovery speed!
"Will Night Spirit be fine?"
A few days had passed and Night Spirit had yet to return from hunting down the remaining Rakshasa remnants. Qing Qing could not help but ask worriedly.
"Don't worry, he'll be fine,"
Su Zimo smiled gently.
There was probably nothing in the ancient battlefield that could hurt Night Spirit!
Although there were less than ten Rakshasas that escaped, it would indeed take some effort to kill all of them given that they were fleeing in all directions.
Su Zimo fell into deep thought as he recalled the final exchange between Night Spirit and the Rakshasa leader.
At the last moment, it was clear that the Rakshasa leader had discovered something and was killed by Night Spirit before he could say anything.
What secrets did Night Spirit hold?
What was his relationship with the Rakshasa race?
Right then, Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he raised his head.
A figure appeared outside the door, leaving behind an afterimage and entering the main hall without touching the ground – it was Night Spirit who had not returned for a few days!
Night Spirit looked travel-worn and weathered.
By the looks of it, he had not rested for the past few days.
"Are you alright now?"
Su Zimo went up and asked softly.
Night Spirit nodded and looked into Su Zimo's eyes, avoiding his gaze and hesitating to speak.
He was struggling in his heart.
Brothers should be honest with each other, but the secret he carried on his back was too shocking. If he spoke of it, who knew what kind of upheaval and change it would cause?
Seeing through Night Spirit's thoughts, Su Zimo smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "There's nothing between us. Don't feel awkward. Let's talk about it when you feel like it."
"Yes."
Night Spirit's heart lightened.
Monkey, Linghu and the rest also surrounded him with concerned looks on their faces. However, they had a tacit understanding and did not pursue his secret.
"Young master."
At this moment, Nien Qi came to Su Zimo's side and bowed deeply to him.
Su Zimo brushed his sleeves and gently lifted her up. He smiled and said, "You've already entered Misty Peak, so we're considered fellow disciples. There's no need for such formalities."
Nien Qi shook her head hurriedly and said seriously, "That won't do. Even though I've entered Misty Peak, you're Nien Qi's benefactor, young master."
Pausing for a moment, Nien Qi rolled her eyes and pouted slightly, saying in a cheeky manner, "Furthermore, I'm young master's maidservant. It's only normal for me to be courteous."
Back then, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Dragons, Su Zimo hid in the capital of Great Zhou and established Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop, taking in Nien Qi.
For more than two years, Nien Qi stayed in Mo Spirit Weapon Workshop and helped Su Zimo with many errands, claiming to be his maidservant.
Not many people knew about this and monkey and the others were shocked.
Linghu seemed to have thought of something as well as he winked at Su Zimo from a corner and chuckled foolishly.
Little Fox clenched her fists slightly and looked at Nien Qi with a nervous expression. Her body was tense and there was even a hint of hostility in the depths of her eyes.
A sweet fragrance wafted over.
Demoness Ji came before Su Zimo as well, looking pitiful and resentful. "Young Master Su, do you need a maidservant by your side? I'm willing as well."
"Cut it out! What are you trying to do?"
Su Zimo rolled his eyes and said in annoyance.
Demoness Ji was clearly teasing him – how could Su Zimo not tell?
"Young master, I'm sorry."
Nien Qi tugged at her sleeves and lowered her head, saying weakly, "I hid my identity and didn't tell you the truth."
Back in the capital of Great Zhou, Su Zimo had already asked about Nien Qi's background.
Nien Qi merely said that his parents were dead and he was homeless. Everything else was vague and unclear and Su Zimo did not pursue the matter.
Su Zimo waved it off. "Your identity is special. It's normal for you to hide it."
"What's Nien Qi's identity?"
Shi Jian was perplexed. He looked at Fatty and asked in a low voice.
"As expected of Silly Jian! You're truly silly!"
Little Fatty slapped his forehead and lamented.
In reality, although nobody mentioned it, everyone present was sharp and could vaguely guess.
There were only seven Protoss and yet, they managed to capture Nien Qi alive without killing him – there was something wrong with that in itself.
Nien Qi was extremely beautiful with creamy skin and exquisite features. Looking at her alone, one might only find her breathtaking.
But if one put Nien Qi together with the seven Protoss, one would see the problem!
Nien Qi's temperament was too similar to that of the Protoss!
The only difference was that the Protoss had golden hair that cascaded down like a waterfall, while Nien Qi's hair was yellow and curly.
But Su Zimo knew.
That only difference did not exist!
During the battle at Misty Peak, Nien Qi was forced into a desperate situation and a mysterious power awakened in her body. Her battle prowess skyrocketed and her originally yellow hair also became soft and smooth!
This was the only way to explain a lot of things.
Why Nien Qi did not have a spiritual root, but could cultivate.
Moreover, her cultivation speed was extremely fast and she was born with boundless strength!
Why after more than 20 years, Nien Qi did not seem to have changed and was still the little girl from before.
This was because the blood of the God Race flowed in her veins!
Protoss had a long lifespan!
More than 20 years, in the long lifespan of a Protoss, was negligible, so there would not be any changes!
When he first met Nien Qi, Night Spirit's behavior was a bit abnormal. He ran to Nien Qi's side and sniffed around, as if he had discovered something.
Now that he thought about it, the Night Spirit, who was still a cub at that time, might have already smelled the Protoss's aura on Nien Qi!
Nien Qi's eyes dimmed as she said softly, "Young Master, there are some things that I did not lie to you about. My parents are indeed dead. My mother is a Protoss and my father is a human. Half of the Protoss's blood flows in my body. "
Mentioning this matter, Nien Qi's tone was calm, but there was deep sorrow.
"With my identity and impure bloodline, I was considered an anomaly among the Protoss and was not tolerated by others. That was why I escaped and wandered outside without a fixed residence until I met you, Young Master. "
It was not hard to imagine how much pain and torture this little girl had suffered in the hands of the Protoss after losing the protection of her parents.
"Everything is in the past."
Su Zimo's gaze was gentle as he consoled softly, "You just have to remember that from now on, if you don't want to return, no one can force you."
When she heard that, Nien Qi pursed her lips and her eyes reddened, almost crying out loud.
When they saw that, everyone knew what was good for them and dispersed.
"She's a Protoss!"
The Golden Lion was shocked and mumbled as he walked. "A Protoss as a maidservant. Big brother is indeed strong!"
The Primordial Nine Races!
How impressive was he in Myriad Phenomenon City a few days ago?
Who would have thought that Su Zimo already had a little follower of a Protoss more than 20 years ago?
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