Blood Rain and Tai Ma… when did those two start hanging out together?
Bai Yue Ling snorted, putting on a brave front. Even though she was deeply shocked, she quickly regained her composure. No one would be happy being called a “little kitten” when they were a majestic tiger.
The next moment, Tai Ma’s fierce eyes turned icy cold, and her fists clenched, as if she wanted to crush this reckless, buxom girl. She could already imagine Sistana ignoring everyone’s interference and rushing over to give her a sound beating—just like she did last time she summoned an Abyssal Worm.
At the mention of that name in her mind, Tai Ma instantly calmed down.
Once she laid a hand on Bai Yue Ling, knowing Sistana’s personality, the High Priest would never sit idly by. It wasn’t worth offending a High Priest just to vent a momentary spark of anger.
Realizing this, Tai Ma slightly loosened her fists and turned to look at Wei Ji behind the desk.
Seeing that Tai Ma didn’t attack, Bai Yue Ling let out a sigh of relief.
I didn’t expect this person to be so calm… I wanted to goad her into attacking and use my ‘Mommy of the Dress!’ skill, but it seems there’s no chance now.
“Princess Wei Ji.” Tai Ma ignored Bai Yue Ling and walked up to the desk, looking down at Wei Ji with arrogance. “How have you considered our cooperation?”
Tai Ma had come to find Wei Ji to discuss continuing their partnership.
She had originally planned to use Gusi to eliminate Wei Ji, but the result was that Gusi lost her life, and Wei Ji returned to the Royal Capital unharmed.
Since that was the case, she had no choice but to suppress her murderous intent for now and maintain their cooperative relationship.
In Tai Ma’s view, as long as Wei Ji had ambitions for the throne, she would have to keep seeking her assistance. Otherwise, how could she compete with Hui Lian?
However, what Tai Ma did not know was that Wei Ji had not only lost all interest in the throne, but her relationship with Hui Lian had also been mended.
Now, Hui Lian, Xue Long, and Wei Ji—the three sisters—had formed an unbreakable wall, guarding Qing Jin and Bai Yue Ling, one that no one could divide.
“General Tai Ma, you are being quite insensitive.” Wei Ji wore a pure and adorable smile, though her voice was ice cold. “You disturbed my mood, and you still expect me to give you a pleasant look?”
She gently stroked the back of Bai Yue Ling’s neck and laughed. “I’m not targeting you, I just mean that right now, I don’t want to see anyone. No matter who comes, I will chase them out. You’re such a troublesome person; who would be in a good mood seeing you? If you want to talk about cooperation, you had better consider the consequences.”
Bai Yue Ling was being held by the chin, giggling. “I only want to be with the Priest Hero… oh, no, I mean with Princess Hui Lian and Miss Xue Long. Even if Her Majesty the Queen stood up from her bed, I wouldn’t want to be disturbed.”
Tai Ma narrowed her fierce eyes. “What do you mean by that?”
“It means that I, the princess, don’t want to see you.” Wei Ji stood up. “Consequences? Who cares about things like that?”
She leaned closer to Bai Yue Ling, whispering. “Right now, I just want to rest with her… and sleep.”
Seeing this, Tai Ma frowned slightly, thinking to herself: How could this be? Wei Ji has no reason to reject the cooperation, unless… she has already formed an alliance with Hui Lian.
Impossible.
Those sisters had long been at odds, like fire and water. For them to cooperate, the terminally ill Queen would have to jump out of bed right now.
But that was also impossible.
Everyone in the kingdom knew that Qing Jin suffered from an incurable illness and was on the verge of death.
Then there was only one possibility—
Wei Ji had completely given up on the throne, content to be a hedonistic derelict.
Tai Ma’s pupils contracted as she scanned Wei Ji from top to bottom, finding her aura unstable and lacking vitality—a clearly weakened state caused by overindulgence.
Her gaze became filled with disdain, and she said coldly: “Then I won’t bother you any further, Princess Wei Ji.”
So she really has sunk to being a useless waste… she sneered inwardly.
“Don’t let me keep you,” Wei Ji said lazily.
Tai Ma nodded, her gaze falling once more on Bai Yue Ling.
“What is it, little kitten?”
Bai Yue Ling tilted her chin up. “What are you looking at?”
Tai Ma’s expression chilled. This otherworldly traveler is truly reckless. If it weren’t for Sistana as her backer, I would have slaughtered her by now.
Wait…
No matter how strong Sistana was, she couldn’t intervene in fights between otherworldly travelers.
This was the default rule in Fate World. Unless there were special circumstances, natives were not permitted to participate in battles between otherworldly travelers.
Otherwise, imagine two major guilds fighting for territory; one side suddenly brings in a Level 50 NPC to help, and the other side, refusing to accept it, brings in a Level 60 NPC. It would just turn into a massive chaotic brawl.
Therefore, NPCs simply stayed out of player conflicts and let them settle things themselves.
Thinking of this, Tai Ma said coldly, “Priest Hero, are you free tomorrow?”
“No,” Bai Yue Ling replied instantly.
Tai Ma ignored the refusal and continued. “Miss Blood Rain wants to spar with you at the Arena.”
Blood Rain nodded, raising no objection.
She had wanted to fight Bai Yue Ling for a long time, but never had the chance. Now that Tai Ma had brought it up, it suited her perfectly.
“Is she even worthy?” Bai Yue Ling sneered. “I am ranked 5th on the Battle Power List, while she is only 7th. Why should she compare herself to me?”
“The list and actual combat are two different things,” Blood Rain said flatly. “Are you afraid?”
“It’s not fear, I’m just busy.”
“Being busy doesn’t matter,” Blood Rain said decisively. “I’ll post the challenge on the forum later. Whether you show up or not is your business.”
“Wait, I don’t want to—”
“Then it’s settled. Tomorrow morning, at the Royal Capital Arena. Don’t be late.”
***
After saying this, Tai Ma and Blood Rain turned and left without looking back, leaving Bai Yue Ling staring in frustration.
This is going to be a headache… If I don’t go, everyone will definitely think I’m a coward.
By then, the forums would surely be filled with posts titled: [Priest Hero is a cowardly rat!] or [Big Sister Blood Rain is invincible!]
Wei Ji asked with a smile, “Is little White afraid?”
“Of course not. I’m certain I can win. It’s just that there’s no benefit to winning.”
She didn’t want to fight Blood Rain for no reason. If she lost, she would be mocked; if she won, she would likely face retaliation from Blood Age later.
For her, it was all risk and no reward.
“Speaking of which, when is my match with Xue Long?” Bai Yue Ling suddenly asked.
Wei Ji shook her head. “Forget about the second sister. She’s a stubborn one. We won’t be able to book the arena until at least the day after tomorrow.”
She reached out to close the door, gently cradling Bai Yue Ling’s face, and said softly, “Let’s just get back to what we were doing.”
Bai Yue Ling stepped back twice. “Wait, I’m not ready… are we really doing this right here in the office?”
Wei Ji gripped her fingers tightly and pinned her against the desk. “It’s fine, I’ll be ready for you.”
Just then, the sound of burning flames erupted behind them.
An eerie, unfamiliar woman’s voice chuckled, “I didn’t expect you two to be doing such things. It seems I haven’t arrived at the best time…”
The two turned to look, only to see the office door suddenly engulfed in roaring flames, as if connecting to the depths of hell. A beautiful young woman with a graceful figure stepped out from the fire, bowing gently toward them.
“Respected Princess Wei Ji, Miss Priest Hero, I am a devil from hell—’Aracira’.”
“I wonder if you two would be interested in accepting a trade with me?”