The two were close to each other, and the Masked Female Prisoner could clearly see the pained expression on Yun Sheng’s face. The Masked Female Prisoner wanted to kill her, but seeing Yun Sheng’s painful expression, the Masked Female Prisoner couldn’t muster any extra strength in her hands momentarily. The voice at the bottom of her heart grew louder, causing her head to throb intensely. "Won’t you beg for mercy?" the Masked Female Prisoner asked dryly. She had killed many for the Summoning Court, and those people, at times , would beg for mercy. Why isn’t she begging for mercy? She clearly could have used the favor she owed Yun Sheng for saving her life in the Ice Prison to beg for mercy. Perhaps, if she had begged, she would let her go. "Beg for mercy? If I did, would you let me go?" Yun Sheng’s face had turned eggplant purple due to difficulty in breathing, and Yuan Bupo, witnessing this scene from the ground, was powerless to help. "Let... go..." To let go or not, the Masked Female Prisoner seemed to be pondering. As she furrowed her brows in thought, Yun Sheng gathered the last bit of Qi Power in her hand and reached for the Masked Female Prisoner’s mask. The mask was pulled off, and the woman’s face was exposed to the sunlight. Just as Yun Sheng was about to see the woman’s face clearly, the Masked Female Prisoner, unconsciously waving her Magic Wand in her hand, thinking Yun Sheng was attempting a sneak attack, a bolt of lightning struck Yun Sheng’s chest, piercing through it. Yun Sheng felt a surge of coldness within. She stared in disbelief, her body slowly slumping down, that face! The Masked Female Prisoner’s face, so beautiful it did not seem of this world. Even the most beautiful woman among the Elf Clan couldn’t compare to her. For origınal chapters go to 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥 How could that face be hers! In that instant she saw her face. Yun Sheng suddenly widened her eyes, murmuring: "Mother..." In the sky, that silver-haired, unearthly beautiful woman, was Hu Jiusheng, whom Yun Sheng had met only once, and that too, in a dream. The supposedly long-dead Hu Jiusheng. She was so beautiful that even a single glimpse in a dream left an unforgettable impression on Yun Sheng. No... she can’t be my mother. Even though the face was exactly the same, Yun Sheng couldn’t believe that the Masked Female Prisoner was Hu Jiusheng, because the woman’s face was emotionless and cold. Devoid of any warmth, unlike the Hu Jiusheng in her dream, who sang lullabies and spoke to her unborn child, she would never be . Or could it be that Father had hidden something? Her mother hadn’t died after all; she had become a pawn of the Summoning Court. Yun Sheng felt bitter inside, but she feared these doubts would never be answered. Hu Jiusheng’s magic was much more formidable than Yun Sheng had imagined. Under that strike, Yun Sheng could feel her Magic Soul being pierced through; while her body might still be saved using the Shennong Medical Bracelet, her Magic Soul was likely beyond saving. Amidst all the confusion, Yun Sheng still couldn’t understand how her mother, who should have been long gone from this world, was still alive. No wonder she felt a connection at first sight, no wonder she liked her so much, willing to heal her. It turns out she was the woman who gave birth to her but didn’t have the chance to raise her. As the Masked Female Prisoner held up the Magic Wand, upon hearing that scream, it suddenly stopped. Her head started aching. "It hurts!" It was unclear whether it was the headache or the heartache, Hu Jiusheng held her head in agony, longing to pull Yun Sheng towards her. But her hand only grasped a corner of Yun Sheng’s clothes. Struck by a sudden bolt of thunder, Yun Sheng fell to the ground like a withered leaf without any warning. The Flying Flood Dragon shook violently, opening its huge jaws, ready to devour Yun Sheng. Watching Hu Jiusheng disappear into the horizon, Yun Sheng felt a sharp pain in her chest. Her vision darkened, and like a bird with broken wings, she fell from the sky. "No!" Hu Jiusheng watched the Flying Flood Dragon’s gaping mouth as blood gushed from Yun Sheng’s chest. The sorrowful look in the young girl’s eyes caused her heart to wrench intensely, and she screamed at the top of her lungs. The hand, unable to fall. She looked at the young girl in front of her, those dark eyes, covered in blood, holding a blood-stained Magic Wand in her hand. She was merely a Magic Master, and at this moment, her Magic Power had already been drained. Yet her defiant eyes seemed as if nothing in the world could ever stop her. Elves were rushing towards her. From a kilometer-high altitude, she plummeted straight down. "Yun Sheng!" Yuan Bupo cried out with a heart-rending scream. On her Magic Wand, a grey-colored Magic Array appeared hovering in mid-air. Above the Magic Array, there appeared an illusion resembling a Time Hourglass. In an instant, both Yun Sheng’s falling body and the wide-open mouth of the Flying Flood Dragon froze in place. High-level, Time Attribute secondary magic, Space-time Suspension Magic. Even Hu Jiusheng didn’t understand why she acted so impulsively all of a sudden. "How audacious! How dare you disturb Xianju!" In the nick of time, hundreds of elves appeared in the sky. A green tornado stormed towards the heavens, striking the Three-Winged Jiao Dragon that was only inches away from Yun Sheng, tearing a gash on the indestructible skin of the Jiao Dragon with its powerful winds. A gentle breeze passed by, like the softest pair of hands, enveloping Yun Sheng’s body. Yun Sheng, already unconscious, was gently placed into the arms of the newcomer like a leaf. Golden hair, blue eyes, the man’s androgynous face, even among elves, was exceptionally dazzling. Compared to several years ago, the Divine Wind King had changed somewhat. He was still incredibly handsome, but his features had lost some of their delicateness and gained more masculinity, no longer could anyone mistake Divine Wind for a woman. The Divine Wind King of Xianju Country, the King of Wind. By Divine Wind’s side, fluttered a Charming Spirit Butterfly. On his way, Divine Wind learned that the Magic Seal of Ice Waterfall City had been broken, and a mass breakout occurred in Ice Waterfall City, behind him were hundreds of Elf Royal Court Warriors. They held Sealing Demon Bow and Arrows, all aiming at Hu Jiusheng. Divine Wind didn’t expect that upon his arrival, he would only see Yun Sheng struck by lightning. The person he had yearned for over the years almost died right in front of his eyes. Hu Jiusheng glanced at the Elf Warriors and knew her mission this time had failed. She looked again at Yun Sheng now held in Divine Wind’s arms, her expression complex. With a wave of her hand, two Space-time Magic Arrays appeared under her and the Flying Dragon. Well, even though she didn’t find what she was supposed to according to the plan, managing to release the seal of the Underground Flying Dragon and capturing a powerful Blood Cloud Beast was still a mission accomplished. This handsome man of the Elf Clan, with profound magical power, must be from the Elf Royal Court. The young girl in his arms should be safe... In her heart, a heavy stone was lifted. Hu Jiusheng coldly smirked, the Space-time Magic Array enveloped her and the Three-winged Flying Dragon, and in an instant, both disappeared.