Five Feathers sat lazily on her throne, with all her subjects patiently waiting for her. She looked normal, but that's only because she was only using a projection; she still refuses anyone to meet her true self.
"Ambassador Blue Phoenix has returned," someone announced in the meeting. Five Feathers's demeanor changed after hearing these words. "Bring her in," she ordered. A woman dressed in all black with blue hair walked into the meeting room. She had a cold and indifferent facial expression, and a chill emanated from her body as if she were not a person but a million-year-old ice block.
"Well?" Five Feathers asked in annoyance. She had never been able to read Blue Phoenix's facial expression since it's always the same. Usually, she found this fact intriguing since it was boring to always know what your subordinate thinks, but today, she was only annoyed. Unfortunately, her excitement would not affect Blue Phoenix's eternally frozen face.
"He refused," Blue Phoenix answered calmly.
"Damn it," Five Feathers roared, releasing a terrifying aura that scared everybody present. "Why did he refuse?"
Blue Phoenix was one of the few who remained unaffected and answered: "He said that seeing you suffer is the best reward. No matter what you offer, he will not give you the cure."
Five Feathers clenched her fist. A part of her expected this answer from that bastard Undead Phoenix, but she did not expect after lowering her head and offering such a high price, he still refused. Does he think she was a soft persimmon?
"Good, good, good, Undead Phoenix," she said with gritted teeth before calming down. There was still hope. Five Feathers looked at these people: "How is the Red Phoenix's situation?"
"She said it would take a few days to get an answer."
"A few days? I can still wait," Five Feathers said calmly before her eyes shifted to a small group in the room. This group was an anomaly in this meeting because everyone had a peaceful aura, and their eyes contained the light of wisdom; anyone who saw them could tell they were scholars who spent most of their time reading books and comprehending scriptures.
"Have you found anything?" Five Feathers asked.
"Your majesty, we've combed through all the records, and the solution we gave you was the only one we could think of."
"In other words, you're useless," Five Feathers said with gritted teeth. She could no longer hide her curse since she noticed her strength was weakening and the suffering was intensifying. So, she contacted these people to find a solution, but their answer was a bunch of nonsense. According to them, this curse was a [Curse of Destiny] and a [Curse of Sin] cast by a Paragon that held tremendous destiny and importance to the world. So, if she wants to remove it, besides the original cure, she would need the help of at least four [Sages] and have them pardon her sins.
The scholarly group lowered their heads while Five Feathers looked at them with killing intent. Ultimately, she did not eliminate them. The world's situation was chaotic, and it was unwise to eradicate a group of knowledgeable people. So, she closed her eyes and waited for a few days until Red Phoenix returned. Everyone waited quietly. Typically, these people with powerful cultivation could still stand for years, but under the natural pressure emanating from Five Feathers' volatile mood, many people started sweating after a few hours. Some people had to secretly take a few pills to last for the entire five days.
Then, these ministers heard the greatest sound in the world: "Ambassador Red Phoenix has returned.
"The result?" Five Feathers asked, her expression and eyes extremely cold.
"The Lord said there is nothing she can do — no matter the price offered."
"Is that so?" Five Feathers answered, her voice still unforgettably calm. "We surrendered to you and followed your orders, but you cannot help us in our time of need? Okay, okay, okay."
Her eyes glow red, an indication of her madness. Now that she had the last hope of using power beyond the Paragon Realm to remove that curse forcefully, Five Feathers had lost her last strand of reason.
"Summon all the Color Phoenix Commanders and mobilize all our military forces," Five Feathers suddenly announced. "Since he doesn't want to give it to me, I'll take it from his corpse." She stood up from her throne before dispersing. A few seconds later, a new Five Feathers appeared, but her expression was pale, and she had weird tattoos on her neck and arms.
She looked at the group of scholars: "Is there a way to temporarily seal this curse to prevent it from affecting my strength?" The scholars looked at each other and swiftly communicated with each other. Then, an elderly woman, who seemed quite influential among them, stepped up to speak.
"If you only want to seal it temporarily, there are two ways we can think of." However, she stopped and did not continue.
"Speak!" Five Feathers ordered.
"The first way is to do goods and gather merit. Heaven and Earth think you are the ultimate sinner, believing you killed Paragon Jimin, who was the embodiment of hope for this era. If you do enough good, you can be forgiven, and the curse will be lifted."
"How much good are we talking about? And how long will this method take?" The elderly scholar did answer, but her silence was more than enough.
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