Back in the mortal realm, Qiu Ling stared at the sky with a blank expression but all around him, people were talking excitedly.
Jinde sighed and squeezed his husband’s hand, leaning over slightly. “We found an auspicious date but now look at this. Our wedding was actually overshadowed by the younger generation. Who would have thought?”
Leng Jin Yu glanced at him but didn’t feel like joking at this moment. Instead, he turned to look at Qiu Ling with some worry. Now was the moment where he would have to decide what would happen going forward. He could go and save Jing Yi now or wait here until the problem was solved for him. It was his decision and it was probably hard making it when he had seen that Jing Yi had just ascended.
Qiu Ling was indeed caught up in exactly that question. What to do? So far, it had only ever been theory. And while he had just thought that he would definitely put Jing He first, it was still a different matter altogether to make true on that thought when the situation arose.
Jing Yi was up there. Most likely, at this very moment, he was being confronted by the Heavenly Guards and on the verge of being killed. Could he really just let this go? Could he just watch on from here and wait until that had happened?
He didn’t know how exactly those ascended deities were killed but it couldn’t be a simple matter. Most likely, these people wouldn’t just give up their lives so there would be a fight instead. And rather than sustaining casualties themselves, the gods would definitely go all out to finish off the one who had ascended. There would be an onslaught of attacks, nowhere to go, no way to hide.
Even though Jing Yi had some memories from the Nine Heavens, there also wasn’t much to remember about the place itself. After all, Jing He had mostly stayed inside. What did he know about the places either in the capital city or even outside? Jing Yi wouldn’t know any place he could go to without being caught again instantly.
Qiu Ling closed his eyes, feeling uncomfortable all over. He did not want to betray Jing He. It sure felt as if he did for just thinking about it though. But he also couldn’t just let the person he had spent the last millennium with die.
He took a deep breath and then exhaled, finally opening his eyes again. He wouldn’t be able to do it. He just couldn’t bring himself to do so. With the time flowing differently, how long would he need to wait to make sure that Jing Yi had really been killed? A day? A week? A month? Or maybe even longer? He couldn’t do that. His guilty conscience would kill me.
He already knew he had to go over there. And if Jing Yi was still … No, he could never watch the scene of his beloved being killed. He just couldn’t. No dragon could. He shook his head at himself and then turned to Jinde and Leng Jin Yu. “Well, this is awkward. But since your ceremony is over anyway, I hope you won’t mind if I leave already.”
Jinde shook his head at him. “No. No matter what you decide to do, it will be alright.”
Qiu Ling nodded and then turned away, pushing off the ground and rushing toward the Nine Heavens.
An Bai and Xiang Yong exchanged a glance and then followed behind. While their king hadn’t said anything it was likely that he would go and raise hell over there. He would try to save Zhong Jing Yi no matter what that meant for His Highness. It wasn’t a decision he had made easily and it might be one he would come to regret but as his advisers, they were there to stand by him. Especially in a situation like this. They couldn’t just let him leave alone. No, if he went to confront the gods from the Nine Heavens, then they’d better be there and help him deal with it. That was what they needed to do.
When they reached the Nine Heavens, An Bai couldn’t help but try and remind the king. “He should have arrived at the ascension platform.”
Qiu Ling looked over his shoulder and nodded. He had gotten to know the capital city quite well after pursuing Jing He for so long. So he actually knew what the ascension platform was and where to find it. That … was probably some kind of sign, wasn’t it?
He sighed to himself and then sped up, rushing over. He didn’t know if he was too late. If he was … maybe it would be better. But if he wasn’t, then he would save him. It might not be smart and it might cause a ton of trouble but he would still do it. He had to.
While he thought so, the ascension platform already appeared in front of him and with it, the scene of Jing Yi being surrounded by those Heavenly Guards, with one of them having stepped forward with his weapon drawn and pointing at his chest, ready to kill him any second.
Qiu Ling’s eyes widened and he didn’t think any further. He rushed over, blasted that guy away with his magic, and pulled Jing Yi up against his chest. He warily stared at the God of Justice and the God of War, trying to make sure that they wouldn’t dare to attack them.
No, after seeing this, there was no doubt anymore: He would not be able to let this happen. Never. If Jing Yi was to die … it would have to be an actual accident. He could not let him be killed knowingly. He just couldn’t no matter what it meant for Jing He.