Chapter 1089

I'm just worried that Olorinis won't cooperate… This kind of thing should be reported to Xing and Mimi early; with them there, that Titan should be willing to sell a favor or something, right?

After all, Olorinis seems to place great importance on Xing and Mimi.

It previously called someone "Mother," "Heavenly Father," or the like, just like a poor child cruelly abandoned by its biological parents to Weng Falosi… We still haven't figured out exactly who it was calling, so we might as well use this chance to ask it a few more questions.

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Ti An smelled the scent of the scarlet blossom and vanished off in a puff. Ti Bao was about to follow when she noticed Wandi's "illusion" appearing not far away again.

"Even if parting is destined, a needless rush to death is certainly not the right path."

Ti Bao approached the little enemy with puzzlement, but before her hand could touch him, the illusion vanished before her eyes.

"Right here!"

Ti An stretched her hand toward an empty spot in a corner, and after finishing a prayer, a slip of paper appeared before the group.

It was a recipe for refining the scarlet blossom:

To Mr. Wen Kulumu:

For several years, Elegant City has relied on the rose myrtle to receive heavenly blessings. We have spent five or six years digging its roots and pruning its branches; now this red wood is tottering, having long lost its usefulness, yet it still tries to spread its branches and shade Elegant City's brilliance. We have already plotted a logging scheme; we only need to make a slight adjustment during the Chengze ceremony, and the rose myrtle will slip and fall into the abyss—Elegant City is built against the mountains, and there have been many historical cliff falls.

Regarding the next sacred tree, we originally intended to choose another puppet; as for the rose myrtle's daughter, Ti Lixibios… we will call her Scarlet Blossom. In my view, we can simply find any excuse to dispose of her. However, the auxiliary priest Kedex strongly insists on cultivating her as the next sacred tree, since she has been educated in relevant matters since childhood and can save us a lot of effort. As for the rose myrtle's daughter… she is still very young, completely wingless; as long as we confine her, the transcendent authority will remain firmly in our hands.

You and I both know that the scarlet blossom's greatest virtue is its versatility in cooking—whether boiled into porridge, stewed in a dish, or fried, it always makes a fine delicacy in the pot.

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Qin's Moon: Tian Xing Jiu Ge.

"What a perfect poisonous scheme."

The Purple Lady let out a soft sigh, breaking the silence inside the Elegant Pavilion. She was accustomed to the false affections of the pleasure houses and the scheming of high officials in the great courts, yet upon seeing this blood-soaked plan targeting an orphaned widow, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

"I didn't expect that 'scarlet blossom' actually refers to Ti Bao," the Purple Lady shook her head, her words carrying a barely perceptible compassion, "pushing the mother off a cliff, then raising the young daughter as a puppet. The upper echelons of Elegant City, for the sake of power, truly will do anything."

"But it seems now that the young Ti Bao lacks the ability to break free from these people," Zhang Liang said, puzzled. "When facing Elegant City's aristocracy, who actually saved her? Could there have been other variables afterward? Did Ti Bao pass Janus's trial?"

The Purple Lady tilted her head slightly, gazing at the night view of New Zheng beyond the window, and said lightly, "Zifang, perhaps no one saved her."

"No one?" Zhang Liang was startled.

"Yes," the Purple Lady said, turning around. "Living temporarily under that group's control might actually be the best option for Ti Bao. She's still very young; even if she tries to escape, she can't get far. A young child, even if she leaves the wolf's den, will only fall into a tiger's mouth. And those people, considering their own interests, will not threaten her life until they've drained her value."

At this point, the Purple Lady's gaze grew distant: "…At this time, Aglaea was probably just an innocent girl, I fear she couldn't help her either."

"Heh…"

WeiZhuang, leaning against the wall, let out a cold snort at the words. Cradling the Shark Tooth Sword in his hands, he said coldly, "Under Heichi's threat, these people's manipulations of power are meaningless. Heichi will kill everyone equally; they think that because they hold the transcendent authority, the divine decree becomes real? It's merely bringing the apocalypse forward."

"Brother WeiZhuang is right, but unfortunately those at the center of power often can't see clearly," Han Fei twirled a delicate wine glass in his hand, smiling faintly, "People are that complicated and that foolish. The pursuit of power leads to a nation's ruin, yet even if it means ruin they still chase power. The survival of the state, the lives of the masses, cannot compare to that little bit of power in their hands…"

"…Sadly, this scene is still playing out in Aohema. The Senate's lot stare hungrily, likely still hoping for the Fire Pursuit Journey to fail."

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"Why is this letter here? How did Ti An sense it..." Ti Bao picked up the scrap of paper at her feet, bewildered, "Could it be... the memory *we* lost?"

"Could it be that *we* have already been discovered by Olorinis and stepped into its trial?" Ti Ning speculated.

"But why does it remain silent?"

"Olorinis's temperament is capricious, like a child. Perhaps... it deliberately wants to tease *us*."

Ti Bao chided, "Honestly... even mischief should consider the occasion."

The group pressed on, and this time an illusion of the Far Butterfly appeared ahead: "Parting and death are twin-born… how can mortals easily reconcile?"

When they drew near, the Far Butterfly's illusion dissolved just as before, and Ti Bao asked curiously, "Are these scenes also ripples of time?"

Ti An came to an empty jar, pointing inside and laughing happily, "Ti Bao, Ti Ning! We finally found it, is this the 'scarlet blossom'?"

Ti Bao came over at the sound, only to find the jar empty.

"…Ti An, there's nothing here?"

"What! It was clearly in this clay jar..." Ti An pressed her head close, examined it carefully, and voiced an even more puzzled tone, "Huh, really nothing? Impossible, I just saw it a moment ago..."

"..."

Ti Bao stared at the empty jar before her with a complicated expression.

"Really! Ti An isn't lying... it was there just now, how did it suddenly disappear?" Ti An said, a bit frightened, "Ti Ning, Ti An, why are you silent? Since just now, Ti An hasn't heard *your* voices..."

"…because *we* were daydreaming, Ti An. Don't be nervous," Ti Ning whispered soothingly, "What you saw might have just been a Janus wild rabbit, scared off by *us* and bolted away."