In the distant west of the continent was a beautiful but dangerous world. That world had countless mountains and snow could be seen in all four seasons. It also had countless surging rivers and innumerable primitive forests. Whether underwater or in the forests, countless vicious beasts lived. This was what the common people called the land of the demi-humans.
In the depths of the land of the demi-humans was an extremely grand and wondrous city. It towered between the mountains and was surrounded by eight hundred li of the Red River. Its walls were built from white, jade-like stone. Coupled with the ever-present clouds and mist, from a distance, it was indescribably magnificent, inspiring reverence in those who looked at it. This city did not have the capital's Imperial Design, nor did it have the array beneath the Li Palace. It relied on its sturdy walls to resist foreign enemies, as well as the even steadier wills and violent temperaments of the demi-humans.
This was the legendary White Emperor City.
It was said that countless years ago, the Heavenly Tome Monoliths fell on the Eastern Continent. The Human race developed intelligence, and at the same time, the demi-humans began to awaken and develop their own civilization. It was just that the distance from the Mausoleum of Books was rather long, so their civilization progressed a little slower than the Human race. Some demi-humans that lived in the wilderness all year round still had a wild nature to this day.
Because of their straightforward and simple temperaments, the demi-humans did not have an easy time on the continent before they formally established their nation. They suffered the discrimination and oppression of the Demon race, and the nearly extinct Elf race was a concrete witness to this tragic history. The role the Human race played in this part of history was not glorious.
It was only a thousand-some years ago that, in order to resist the increasingly tyrannical and powerful Demon race, several generations of great leaders of the demi-human race and the Human race expended enormous patience and wisdom to finally persuade the two sides to put aside their old grudges and join hands. Ultimately, in the reign of Emperor Taizong, they established an alliance.
After the long passage of time, the hatred between the demi-humans and the Human race gradually faded, but because of that even more distant history and the irreconcilable differences between the two sides, the two sides still retained some hostility or wariness. For example, in the most recent war, the armies of the Human race and the Demon race had fought on the snowy plains for two whole years. Other than symbolically moving two tribes eastward by a thousand li, the demi-humans had done nothing else.
This point had already given rise to much discussion in the capital. The human ministers and generals were worried that the demi-humans might have other ideas, but the venerable Daoist master Shang Xingzhou remained calm. He was extremely confident in the entire situation, because he believed that he clearly understood what Madam Mu wanted.
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"Actually, I don't even know what I want."
"The identity we live with is actually the role we play, whether it's a princess, a queen, a wife, or a mother."
"It's just that the longer you act, the more roles you play, the more you forget who you really are."
"If I don't even know my own role, how can I judge what I want? If we want to get a clear and real answer, then we must look back to the beginning of time and remember what you saw when you opened your eyes to see the world. "
"At the time, I was held in my father's arms by the sea. The waves were like rolling ink, and there was a white dot dancing in the middle. It was very beautiful."
"What about you?"
The eight hundred li of the Red River encircled White Emperor City. The plains on both sides were fertile, the forests lush, and countless tribes lived here.
In the depths of a very hidden cliff, there was a small building that seemed to be one with heaven and earth.
In front of the small building was a meadow. Below the meadow was a cliff, and in the distance was the surging red waves. From there, one could see the majestic city in the clouds.
A woman stood on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the Red River and White Emperor City as she slowly spoke, her tone indifferent.
A black-clothed girl stood behind her, a chain tied to her ankle. The other end of the chain extended deep into the ground. It was the little Black Dragon, Zhizhi.
As she gazed at the woman's back, she very naturally recalled the Tianhai Divine Empress that she once feared the most.
Perhaps it was because the woman's figure also gave off an unreachable feeling, or perhaps it was because the woman also habitually held her hands behind her.
In the present world, there was only one woman that could compare to the Tianhai Divine Empress: White Emperor City's Empress, Madam Mu.
Upon hearing Madam Mu's question, the little Black Dragon very seriously pondered it, then replied, "I saw a pearl."
She then spread her hands and gestured in the air. "A pearl this big."
If she was not exaggerating, then this pearl was truly a little ridiculously big.
The little Black Dragon continued, "Mother said that I loved to cry when I was born, and no amount of coaxing could soothe me. Only when I held that pearl in my bosom did I calm down."
Madam Mu asked, "Presumably, that was the legendary Mermaid's Tear?"
The Dragon race resided in the extremely distant depths of the Southern Sea, and the Great Western Continent was also a country in the sea. The two shared similar legends, so they could be considered to understand each other.
The little Black Dragon said, "Later on, at New North Bridge, Scholar Wang snatched it away."
Madam Mu said, "He only knows how to bully a child like you. Lord Wang is no hero."
The little Black Dragon approved of these words. With an innocent expression, she said, "Empress, you are an extraordinary person, so don't bully a child like me."
Madam Mu replied, "I am not a hero, only a woman."
Aggrieved, the little Black Dragon asked, "Then how long is Lady prepared to imprison me?"
Madam Mu replied, "I am not Lord Wang, nor am I Tianhai. I have no interest in imprisoning you."
After a moment of silence, the little Black Dragon asked, "Then when are you prepared to kill me?"
"Back then, the Demi-human race was able to establish their country entirely because of your Black Frost Dragon tribe. If I do not want to be spurned by the entire Demi-human race, I will not kill you."
Madam Mu looked at the massive white city on the other shore of the Red River and calmly said, "Moreover, although your cultivation level is not at its peak, you are still not that easy to kill. If not for the fact that your soul was once extracted, I would have found it very difficult to silently restrain you."
Upon hearing these words, the little Black Dragon recalled those scenes at the bottom of New North Bridge, especially the pain of having her soul extracted by the Tianhai Divine Empress. Her small face paled, and when she recalled the pain of having her Deep Freeze Dragon Breath forcefully extracted by this person, her vertical pupils constricted, a hint of hatred flashing through them.
"Just what do you want to do?" she asked as she stared at Madam Mu's back.
Madam Mu did not turn around. She softly said, "I should be asking you this question. In the battle of the snowy mountains, His Majesty the Demon Lord naturally did not kill you out of consideration for your father, but you faked your death and sneaked into White Emperor City. What does Chen Changsheng want you to do? "
The little Black Dragon said nothing.
She had come to White Emperor City on Chen Changsheng's orders to first see the White Emperor, but the White Emperor was in seclusion recovering from his injuries, so she could only think of a way to see Luoluo. But before she could enter the palace, she realized that something was wrong. By the time she was prepared to leave, it was already too late. Madam Mu had captured her and brought her here.
Chen Changsheng's orders had been very clear. Whether she was seeing the White Emperor or Luoluo, she had to hide it from Madam Mu. Everyone knew about the problems between the Imperial Court, the Orthodoxy, and White Emperor City, but she had not expected Madam Mu to take such an unyielding stance. Her tacit understanding with Shang Xingzhou alone could not explain this.
She suddenly thought of a possibility and said in a low voice, "Could it be that the people of the Great Western Continent want to stir up a storm on the continent?"
Madam Mu faintly smiled. "We've been preparing for several centuries. How could a single storm be enough?"
With her conjecture finally confirmed, the little Black Dragon fell quiet for a very long time, then said, "Have you still not understood the true reason why Mu Jiushi was expelled from the Li Palace? The Pope has always been wary of you, and so have many other people. They have not forgotten you. "
Madam Mu slowly turned around, her smile fading as she asked, "So what?"
The little Black Dragon stared into her eyes and said, "I don't know what your scheme is, but I know that someone died yesterday, but Chen Changsheng is still alive."
Millions upon millions of people lived on the continent, and at every moment, many people would die for all sorts of reasons.
If it were just the death of an ordinary person, she would naturally not have paid attention to it, much less intentionally bring it up.
Experts of the Divine Domain had some sort of indistinct connection with each other. Her cultivation had fallen greatly, but this connection had not been lost.
She could clearly sense that yesterday, an expert of the Divine Domain had returned to the sea of stars.
She did not know that this expert of the Divine Domain was the Imperial Uncle of the Great Western Continent.
But Madam Mu knew, and the smile on her face instantly vanished.
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