Venerated Venomous Consort Chapter 2795 - Is This Your Actual Appearance?

Chapter 2795: Is This Your Actual Appearance?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gu Xijiu remained quiet. She was stunned by the fact that someone was actually treating her like a child who had just misbehaved.

Feng Jiayi circled Gu Xijiu two times to study her condition. He cast a few different spells to defrost her icy body, but they were ineffective. Even the magic umbrella had no effect on her this time. Troubled, he heaved a long sigh. “I have not thought that saving the creator of the universe could be so troublesome. It looks like I am a busybody who stuck his hands in the wrong place.”

The remark rendered Gu Xijiu speechless. It was true that if he had not brought her here, she would not have turned into a big ice block.

Having pondered the situation, Feng Jiayi suddenly walked away and left her alone. Gu Xijiu was obviously shocked by his sudden departure. She watched as he disappeared into the distance. Finally, she could no longer keep calm and became distressed by her current predicament.

Was he really planning to leave her alone here as an ice statue? “What a b.a.s.t.a.r.d,” she thought.

The vast snow land was apparently an unfrequented wilderness. Hardly anyone would set forth into this icy territory. Perhaps, she would have to remain as an ice statue until the day when her immortalization finally dawned on her. She was not afraid of her death but was worried about her mission.

As a last resort, she closed her eyes in an attempt to extract her soul from her dying body. She did not want to give up on her body so easily, but it seemed that she had no other choice.

The process of extracting one’s soul was not comfortable at all. It would be even more difficult under her current frozen circ.u.mstance. While she was halfway through the extraction, a sudden glimpse of purple flashed before her eyes.

Gu Xijiu stopped what she was doing to have a proper look at the man who was approaching her. The man was dressed entirely in purple, and his silky hair was almost waist length, fastened by a headband that was decorated with a crimson gem in the shape of a fox’s eye. The beauty that he possessed was ethereal. His physical outlook did not matter to her; nonetheless, she could not help but find the man a little familiar.

“Who is the man?” She wondered.

He stopped right in front of her. Being much taller, he fixed his eyes on her from above, thus exuding a sense of authority. He had a rather odd expression on his face, suggesting that he was conflicted. He sighed before uttering, “You are the first person to see my face.”

Gu Xijiu was shocked! Just by hearing the man’s sentence, she was able to deduce his ident.i.ty. The man was, surprisingly, Feng Jiayi. Why did he walk away earlier? Was it only to change his appearance?

She continued to study him and found more surprising facts about the man. Along with his new appearance, his spiritual power had also significantly increased. His body was surrounded by a heavenly aura of auspicious light that could not be detected by the naked eye. Nonetheless, Gu Xijiu could still see it.

How did he manage to possess such divine qualities? She had the same aura of divinity, and so did Fan Qianshi, only weaker. Gu Xijiu a.s.sumed that Fan Qianshi was a celestial baby that was created from the essence of heaven and earth simply because of the heavenly aura that he exudes.

Feng Jiayi, whose name was unknown to her, had the same auspicious aura, only that it was even purer than the aura that Fan Qianshi possessed. Was he a celestial baby, too?

Gu Xijiu had so many questions, but could not say a word.

“Please excuse me,” Feng Jiayi suddenly said.

Gu Xijiu was perplexed by his lack of explanation. He cast spells on both his hands before placing one hand on her stomach and the other on her back. Two steady streams of energy slowly entered her body.

…

About an hour later, Gu Xijiu was freed. She held the umbrella in her hand and looked at him in bewilderment. “You are still Feng Jiayi, aren’t you? Tell me, what is this all about?”

“Di is my surname. My name is Fuyi.” The man in purple continued, “Feng Jiayi is one of my many ident.i.ties.”

Gu Xijiu suddenly made sense of the whole situation. “Is this your actual appearance?” She sized him up at that very moment.