Why Am I a Priestess When I Reach the Maximum Level? - [Vol. 6] Chapter 122

[Vol. 6] Chapter 122: The Other Side of the Sanzu River

As Ling Feng had instructed, after destroying the letter, Violet took a moment to compose herself before turning her attention back to the two women in the room.

“So, did you two come specifically to deliver this letter to me? Or is there something else you’d like to discuss with me?”

Although she spoke lightly, Violet already had a pretty good idea of what the answer was.

As expected, unlike Hen, who remained quiet and seemed to be waiting or thinking about something, Xiao Kong answered right away.

“Violet, how long do you plan to stay at Peach Blossom Peak?”

“Well… it doesn’t really matter. If I wanted to leave, I could at any time. It’s just that now that things are more or less wrapped up, and the guide I brought here has run off, I don’t have any specific goals at the moment, so I haven’t left yet.”

Saying this, the black-haired girl smiled slyly, seemingly dissatisfied with the nonchalant attitude of the two women.

“Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me?”

“Not at all. You can stay as long as you want. It’s just that if you plan to leave, you should prepare in advance, and it would be best to take Miaomiao with us. After all, she’s been the one by my side all this time, nearly a thousand years.”

“Miaomiao? Oh, the cat… wait, that cat has lived for a thousand years?! Wait a minute…”

Violet raised an eyebrow, clearly taken aback. There were just too many things that didn’t add up!

“Xiao Kong, are you… planning to leave Peach Blossom Peak with us?”

Xiao Kong, who was not really a cat but had a pet cat, shook her furry ears proudly.

“Why not? This time, you’re not getting rid of me no matter what, hmph.”

“Eh…”

Realizing that Xiao Kong seemed serious, the priestess could only stare, speechless.

Violet had no strong objection to Xiao Kong joining her. Although she didn’t know what had happened to Xiao Kong in the past, nor did she intend to step into the place of someone from Xiao Kong’s past life, if Xiao Kong wanted to accompany her, Violet didn’t mind getting to know her better and building a new friendship. And perhaps, when the time was right, Violet could even explore the past that might be connected to the priestess herself…

Having a companion who is skilled in spatial abilities is very convenient at times.

But the problem is…

“I remember you said that you were being targeted by something and it’s better not to wander around or act recklessly, right?”

When the topic turned serious, Xiao Kong’s expression grew slightly more serious as well.

“Yeah, I know it’s risky, but just running away won’t solve anything. You, me… and her, we all need to be ready to face that so-called fate that’s bound to come. Violet, if I’m by your side… I’ll find the courage to face it head-on.”

She smiled.

“Even if the final outcome is failure, I won’t regret it.”

“Xiao Kong…”

Violet fell silent for a moment.

To be honest, Violet really disliked the idea of *responsibility*.

Trust, bonds, friendship, faith, respect. These positive, kind emotions may seem beautiful, but they are also invisible shackles, like sweet wine that intoxicates.

The best attitude toward them was to savor them in moderation. Too much of them could cause someone to lose their reason, to be forced into doing things they didn’t want or shouldn’t do, and ultimately end up hurting themselves.

Because of this, the priestess had always been careful in managing her relationships, keeping her circle small and only forming a few truly deep connections.

But Xiao Kong… she was entirely different.

Violet had a sense that, once the bond represented by Xiao Kong was unraveled, it would be a far more tangled and inextricable connection than anything Violet had ever experienced before.

What followed would likely bring even more responsibility, and perhaps this was what the other person meant by “fate.”

Of course, Violet didn’t intend to avoid it. In fact, she could say she had always been actively searching for the truth and the mysteries behind it. But… she wasn’t fully prepared yet.

At least, she wanted to wait until she found the real [Hen], so that she could understand the situation from more angles, more thoroughly, and more clearly.

Because Violet’s true friend was Hen, and only Hen. She came here for Hen, and could only trust her wholeheartedly, without reservations.

It seemed that Xiao Kong sensed Violet’s hesitation. She smiled, cleverly hiding a fleeting trace of bitterness.

“Alright, stop looking so burdened. Violet, I will never be a burden to you. That promise still stands, even in the future.”

“….Sorry.”

Though she didn’t feel she had done anything wrong, Violet could only respond this way to break the brief silence in the air.

*Cough.*

At that moment, a cold, light cough snapped the two from their delicate atmosphere. Hen, who had been quietly listening to the whole conversation without interrupting, calmly shifted the topic.

“Violet, Ling Feng told me that your goal is to go to Spirit Veil Immortal Island to find someone, right?”

“Oh… well, that’s one way to put it.”

The silver-haired girl nodded slightly, keeping her words brief and to the point.

“I see. In that case, before the [Four Saints’ Immortal Selection Ceremony] begins, there’s a place you should visit. It holds something crucial.”

Xiao Kong, who was a bit dissatisfied that her topic had been hijacked, shot Hen a glare, her words as blunt as ever.

“Tch, you know about it too? It’s just a selection competition hosted by mere mortals… With my help and Violet’s abilities, winning first place will be easy, right?”

“Uh… haha.”

To be honest, Violet didn’t think Xiao Kong was exaggerating or being arrogant. But the person in front of her, who might be a different version of [Hen] with another identity and memory, wasn’t here without reason. Her advice needed to be taken seriously.

“What place?”

Hen, calm and composed, exchanged a glance with Xiao Kong, who seemed to be fuming with frustration but unable to do anything about it. Hen then spoke, her lips parting gently.

“The ruins of the [Heaven-Opening Sect].”

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“The ruins of the [Heaven-Opening Sect]?”

Murong Yun, who had been meditating and silently cultivating by the spiritual spring in the mountains, stood up. A flash of surprise and thought crossed his face before quickly turning into pure confusion.

“Did Miss Violet come all this way just to ask about that? To be honest, that place has been abandoned for a long time. Even I only know of it because my parents took me there to pay respects when I was a child. As far as I know, it no longer holds any value.”

“Moreover, it’s located near a much more dangerous place. If it’s not absolutely necessary, I’d advise avoiding it.”

“There must be an important reason…”

Violet remarked, before raising an eyebrow, noticing something peculiar.

“But Murong Yun, you don’t seem to be trying to hide anything. I thought you’d put more effort into concealing your identity and background…”

When they first met, he had claimed to be a carefree wanderer without a sect or affiliation.

The middle-aged man in white, his presence heavier than before, wore a helpless expression. He shook his head with a wry smile.

“That was just an excuse to avoid trouble. The descendants of the [Heaven-Opening Sect] have been hunted for over a hundred years by those who fear them. Naturally, I can’t just reveal my identity to anyone.”

“But Miss Violet has no reason to be involved. If you wanted to kill me, I would have already been dead back in Yangyuan City. Considering Miss Ling Feng’s insight, recognizing the heritage from the usual methods wouldn’t be surprising.”

Murong Yun’s face grew slightly more serious.

“Please don’t think me rude, but I must stress again: the ruins of the [Heaven-Opening Sect] are not a place for casual exploration. It’s extremely dangerous. If you want to go there, you’ll have to pass through the [Endless Wasteland Sea].”

“The [Endless Wasteland Sea]? I’ve never heard of it. What kind of place is that?”

The middle-aged man’s expression became even more serious, as though recalling some painful past.

“That… is the boundary between the Underworld and the Mortal Realm. It’s where the Sanzu River flows, and where the flowers of the other shore bloom.”