Chaotic World Book

The cheeky little guards who mocked their own Holy Daughter for no good reason were punished again.

Each of them had to kneel in a row, with copper basins filled with snow on their heads, waiting to heat it up for the Holy Daughter's bath.

They claimed this could grant her skin as translucent as ice and as smooth as snow... Poor Spirit Clan people, they had never tried it and had no idea, it sounded impressively enigmatic. Anyway, what use is achieving such skin if you don't have a man, right?

Braving the guards' doubtful stares, which dared not voice more questions, Sisi left the Holy Temple with puffed cheeks and headed towards the rear where her Holy Daughter Palace was, or perhaps it should be called the Royal Palace.

She was the King of the Spirit Clan. Initially, she had learned from the Xia System of Central Earth and had ascended to the throne after reforming the system. However, most of the Spirit Clan still called her Holy Daughter since the title corresponded to the Ancestor God and Saint Envoy Old Changhe. The title of Spirit Clan Queen was mostly used by outsiders. Sisi herself preferred it this way; otherwise, as time passed, others might forget the might of the Saint Envoy from the past.

Now, her legacy could not be maintained for much longer; over half a year had passed, an interminable yet brief period, long enough for people to heal their wounds and forget many things. For example, the outside world had almost forgotten about the impending civil war and chaos in the Miao Region, and the power struggles had resurged not long after a brief period of stability. The same was true internally; after the various Tribes' leaders had encountered the outside world, what they were plotting was anybody's guess.

Of course, Sisi was not one to be trifled with either. When it came to scheming and plotting, she could outwit a whole group strung together.

There had been a minor insurrection not long ago, which she had actually fished out herself – others might not have rebelled otherwise. But since she had uncovered them, she crushed them with the might of Thunder, turning the insurrection into a river of blood, and making both internal and external enemies tremble in fear. It was then that she gained the reputation of being "unfathomable." Now, her authority was unshakable, and those who wanted to stir trouble could only do so furtively, through infiltration and bribery.

To this, Sisi had some awareness, but this was not something that could be resolved in the short term.

There were too many issues at hand.

Her master was injured, hiding and healing in her own palace, and to this day had not recovered. This alone cast a shadow over Sisi's heart.

Her master was a figure from the Heavenly List, and to be bedridden by a mere weapon... forces greater and beyond normal comprehension were at play. The more something exceeded understanding, the less confident people became.

The less confident she became, the more she yearned for her own man.

Even though her man was only from the Earth List, she couldn't help but rely on and miss him. Usually, she would not plainly discuss such things in front of those cheeky guards and subject herself to ridicule.

It was infuriating.

Sisi picked up a bowl of medicine and personally delivered it to her master's sickroom.

Ye Wuzong wasn't as "clingingly ill" as exaggerated; he was meditating cross-legged on the bed. With extremely sensitive Spiritual Sense, he opened his eyes immediately as someone approached.

His Apprentice walked in with medicine and smiled, "Master, do you look a bit better today?"

Ye Wuzong's complexion wasn't the least bit better, in fact, it had grown more solemn. He asked in a low voice, "Has it snowed?"

"Yes," Sisi placed the medicine by the bed and smiled, "Everyone is quite happy about it. They've never seen snow inside the area before; it's quite novel."

"Nonsense..." Ye Wuzong frowned tightly. "Since you've never seen snow in your entire epoch, shouldn't the sudden appearance of snow terrify you rather than bring joy?"

Sisi paused, "Isn't it due to the effect of the Divine Axe?"

Ye Wuzong shook his head slightly, "The Divine Axe does invoke the Thunder, but it's been here for one or two months now..."

Sisi: "..."

"If it had brought rain, I wouldn't have said anything... But why snow? Has the Spirit Clan's coldness reached the level of condensing snow?" Ye Wuzong continued, "It's been getting colder these past days, especially today reaching its peak... Cold is one thing, but it has nothing to do with the Thunder of the Divine Axe. Forcing a connection is incorrect."

Sisi was suddenly alarmed. Experience indeed is the best teacher, as no one else had even considered this and thought a simple explanation with Thunder and snow was sufficient. However, if it was not related to the Divine Axe, but a misleading factor, then there could be a major issue!

"Since it might not be related to the Divine Axe, what could it be?" Sisi asked, "An Ice Control Demon God or something?"

Ye Wuzong said, "Such Demon Gods might exist... and there are indeed quite a few from Ancient Times who can control ice and snow. Xuanwu is one of them, and it's said that Emperor Ye's personal guard named Shuanghua is also proficient in this art. The Natural Dao of the Five Elements has always had the most extensive application. The Four Symbols are of course the main authorities, but it's not like others can't use them. But if it's these kinds of characters, why the heck would they make it snow here out of the blue? To predict a bountiful harvest for you?"

Sisi: "..."

I even thought it was to share a snowy romance with my man.

Indeed, a lovestruck brain is a curse.

Ye Wuzong continued, "Based on my experience, there must be someone doing something else that caused the rise and condensation of cold qi or sinister qi. At most, it would have just dropped the temperature, but because the Divine Axe was here, with its ability to attract thunder, it invoked the change of the heavens and resulted in snow. This was a massive warning given to you by fate. If you ignorantly miss it, a great disaster is sure to come."

Reasonable... Sisi paced back and forth a few times, finding it hard to imagine what could cause such intense cold qi to ascend to the heavens.

She didn't speculate on her own and immediately went out to gather the guards, "Issue my order right now, everyone search every place, especially spots with water, and report any anomalies immediately."

"Yes." The guards saluted and quickly left.

Ye Wuzong suddenly began coughing violently. Sisi hurried to his side, "Master, what's wrong with you? How can you be hit back by a damned axe like this, aren't you on the Heavenly List, this is embarrassing!"

Ye Wuzong didn't care at all about being scolded by his apprentice, but just laughed, "Divine Artifacts are spirited. If you don't control it, it can escape. I got hurt like this because I subdued the axe spirit into slumber and it struggled back against me... Do you think it's just because I stole something and struggled with it? Do you take me for a fool?"

Sisi said angrily, "If you're not a fool, then what are you? Why on earth would you compete with an axe like this, if it runs it runs, no big deal!"

"Hey, that won't do. If it goes back, didn't I steal it for nothing? If your man has a war with the Northern Border, the situation could be completely different without this axe," Ye Wuzong laughed, "Damn it, Xia Longyuan didn't seem to find anything special when he dealt with the axe, but now he knows what 'damn it' really means when it's his turn. If this thing was in the hands of Bo'e or Tie Muer, it could significantly boost their battle strength, and it's not just for laughs."

Sisi: "..."

Ye Wuzong suddenly laughed heartily, "This old man might not get better, but this life has been enough. To steal the Divine Artifact amidst the battle between the first and second powers of the world, I have no regrets towards the Martial Arts nor my homeland. The Chaotic World List shines in the sky, hitting Bo'e until his face is as swollen as a pig's. Even if I die silently on the spot, what more could I ask for?"

Sisi said sorrowfully, "Then why are you hiding here? Shouldn't you be making a detour and delivering the axe back to Zhao Changhe, or Xia Chichi? Maybe Zhao Changhe's Rejuvenation Technique can save you on the spot. By coming here to us, you sneer at our medical skills as Witch Doctors and refuse to use them... I never knew you were such a stubborn and foolish old man!"

"Hey? Deliver it to Zhao Changhe straight away? How can I do that! I need to provide a dowry for my apprentice, otherwise what are they? Back in Kunlun, if it wasn't because I sensed something to do with you, do you really think I was being that generous to them?"

"..."

"I'm old, and I haven't much life left anyway," Ye Wuzong's voice suddenly softened, "Just like Hai Pinglan was to the Sea Emperor, the final strike that burned life, I am the same. If I didn't risk my life this time, I might have entered the ground full of lifelong regrets. Now that I have fulfilled my wish, the only regret is that I couldn't pass on the inheritance properly... Chengkong and those boys are filial, but their skills stink. You, on the other hand, meet my expectations. As long as you can properly pass down the skills of the Thief Sect, I don't mind dying now, what's the need for a Witch Doctor? Those Witch Gu Poison Insects and Blood Puppet Techniques stink to high heaven, and even if they heal me, I'd feel like there's something foreign inside me."

Sisi sighed, it was truly impossible to reason with a stubborn old man.

Ye Wuzong laughed, "Besides, there are people in your clan who wish me dead, right? As long as I've subdued the axe spirit, for now, it listens to me. As soon as I die, the axe could be controlled by your Spirit Clan."

Sisi said, "Some indeed think so, but I won't let them carry such disrespectful thoughts. That's a minor issue. My main concern is that there might be outsiders plotting for the axe, and I may not be able to suppress that. Now everything is happening at once, we haven't cleared up this change in the sky, and enemies are lurking..."

Ye Wuzong said, "If that's the case, do you want this old man to help you fish one more time and clear out the foreign enemies?"

Sisi curiously asked, "How to fish?"

"Find a coffin for me to lie in, just say I died, then we'll see a lot, won't we?"

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