103: Preparing to Leave
"Moreover, some people are more interested in the power of deities, like that old man who imprisoned us—he's utilizing divine power."
"As far as I know, there are quite a few such people in every race."
"And their regard for the Prophecy Book created major obstacles for my previous purchasing plan."
Qila lowered her voice. "I had such difficulty finding this opportunity to come here."
Yes, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The only questionable thing was how this opportunity came about.
"So what does this book record?" Bai Ling flipped through the Prophecy Book that had revealed its true form, finding she couldn't understand the text at all.
Qila shrugged, indicating she didn't know either. "The text in each Prophecy Book is different, and the methods needed to decode them vary as well. Our demon Prophecy Book is decoded through another decoding book in our treasury."
"As for the one in Sister Bai Ling's hands, I don't know how to decode it either."
"If you can't decode it, why do you still want to take the book away?" Bai Ling asked.
According to what Qila said, wouldn't getting the book be useless to her?
"The decoding book can be found later." Qila indicated this question had a simple answer—she could first obtain the Prophecy Book, then find a way to decode it.
Getting the book first was the safest approach.
"I can't give you this book." Looking at Qila, Bai Ling said very calmly.
According to what Qila herself said, every race possessed a Prophecy Book, yet humans didn't know they held such a treasure.
If all other races had one but humans didn't, that didn't feel like a good thing.
So even if she couldn't find a way to decode it, Bai Ling had to keep the book in her own hands.
"I know. I also don't have the ability to snatch the book from Sister Bai Ling's hands." Qila had anticipated this result. Bai Ling was Stellar Sword Saint—she would definitely stand on humanity's side.
"But Sister Bai Ling, human hearts are unfathomable. Divine power is so strong that there will always be people seduced by that power, becoming the deities' lackeys."
"Can I tell others about this?" Bai Ling didn't respond to Qila's words but instead posed another question.
Qila nodded. "Of course. Deities are our common enemy. Sister Bai Ling has already demonstrated your stance and capability. I'm simply informing you of this matter—what happens next is no longer my concern."
She was a demon—why should she care about the human race?
Being able to tell Bai Ling about the deities was already quite good.
"Mm, I understand." Bai Ling closed the book. She planned to first inform Senior Sang about this matter. For this mentor-like senior, she held one hundred percent trust. "What do you plan to do next?"
Leticia was already unconscious and who knew when she would wake up.
In the current situation, Qila would obviously be making the decisions.
"I'm taking my sister back to the demon realm." Qila said flatly.
Bai Ling frowned, wanting to speak in dissuasion.
Qila didn't give her that chance. "Though the human world is prosperous, it's not conducive to my sister's recovery. The demon realm has experienced doctors who can help my sister recover as quickly as possible."
"But her condition seems very poor." Bai Ling said.
Last night, she had carried the unconscious Leticia home. At that time, Leticia was as light as a feather, her body temperature extremely low. If not for the weak breathing, Bai Ling would have almost thought she was carrying a corpse.
"Much better than a few years ago." Qila looked at Bai Ling with an indiscernible expression.
At least this time she wasn't seriously injured.
Bai Ling fell silent. The phrases "a few years ago" and "much better" immediately made her understand what Qila was referring to.
At that time, Leticia had probably burned her blood just like yesterday to have the magical power to escape.
"Will you... come back?"
"I don't want my sister to come back." Qila's attitude was very clear—she had never liked humans. "But if she really wants to sneak over here, there's nothing I can do about it."
She couldn't exactly tie her sister up in the Demon King palace with a rope.
"Little Ya really likes you." Bai Ling said softly.
"That little girl..." Qila showed an extremely conflicted expression. "Too annoying."
Or rather, too enthusiastic.
So enthusiastic that Qila couldn't accept it at all.
"Sigh, let's not talk about this anymore." Bai Ling lowered her head somewhat dejectedly. Qila taking Leticia away had become a foregone conclusion. No matter how selfish she was, she couldn't force the unconscious Leticia to stay by her side.
"When do you plan to leave?"
"Tomorrow. Let's rest today and give Sister Xue'er time to pack things." Qila yawned—she was reaching her limit.
"Will you go home to sleep?"
"I'll make do with the sofa, or go to Sister Xue'er's room." Qila shook her head. Her rental was a bit far from here, and walking back would waste too much time. Besides, she couldn't just abandon her sister.
Bai Ling thought for a moment and made another suggestion. "Why don't you sleep in Little Ya's room?"
"Eh?"
"Little Ya is still in school and shouldn't be back until afternoon. You can sleep for a long time." Bai Ling explained. "The sofa isn't comfortable to sleep on, and if Xue'er needs to pack things, she might disturb you."
This suggestion seemed pretty good.
Qila's thoughts were gradually becoming muddled. She didn't think much about it, just felt this method was indeed good.
Who would sleep on a sofa when they could sleep in a bed?
"Sister Xue'er, I'm going to Sister Bai Ling's house to sleep. Just call me if anything happens." Before leaving, Qila told Xue'er where she was going.
Xue'er's facial expression was quite spectacular. She looked at the drowsy Qila, then at the expressionless Bai Ling. "Mm."
What kind of drug did Miss Bai give Princess Qila?
But since Qila had decided this, Xue'er couldn't say much. Sleep was sleep—Miss Bai surely wouldn't harm Princess Qila.
And this left Bai Ya, who hurried home after school that afternoon, in a state of mental shutdown.
Who could tell her who this girl sleeping so sweetly in her bed, wearing her pajamas, was?
She looked so much like Sister Qianqian—could she be Sister Qianqian's younger sister?
But why was she sleeping here?
What was going on?!
"Little Ya?" Seemingly awakened by the sound of Bai Ya opening the door, the girl on the bed drowsily opened her eyes and asked softly as if talking in her sleep.
"Little Qi?!" Bai Ya was stunned.
That voice was definitely her good friend, the girl called Su Qi!
Waah, what on earth was happening?!