I Received Messages From Future Self!
Chapter 553 - 549: Zuo Ci Appears

Chapter 553: Chapter 549: Zuo Ci Appears

"Fool!"

Just as Fang Xiaocao was drowning in despair, an angry roar pierced the air. The overwhelming hopelessness had forced her to shut her eyes, but now she snapped them open in shock, turning toward the source of the voice.

She saw Unhappy, his arm hanging limp and broken, charging forward from the side.

With incredible force, he slammed his head into the Suture Monster.

Unhappy moved so quickly that an afterimage trailed behind him. The Suture Monster barely had time to react—it turned slightly, but Unhappy’s momentum sent it staggering backward, its feet stumbling uncontrollably as it retreated.

"Unhappy!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiaocao felt a surge of joy and relief.

She seized the moment and began her attack.

She couldn’t let Unhappy’s self-sacrifice be in vain.

She had to succeed in her strike and destroy the bastard who dared bully her.

Her people were hers alone to protect or reprimand—no one else had the right!

After the Suture Monster struck Unhappy again, sending him flying with a massive slap, Fang Xiaocao finally completed her preparations.

"Ugly beast, try me!"

Fang Xiaocao taunted the Suture Monster.

The Suture Monster seemed sensitive about its appearance.

Upon hearing Fang Xiaocao’s provocation, it abandoned Unhappy completely and dashed madly toward her.

Fang Xiaocao composed herself and gazed coldly at the Suture Monster.

In her hands, the Blood Jade Ring gleamed with crimson light.

It looked as if it were a laser cannon ready to unleash devastation at any second.

As the Suture Monster approached, Fang Xiaocao glanced over at Tom, Mantis, and Unhappy. Their eyes, filled with worry, were fixed on her. Tom and Mantis yelled for her to run, to stop doing something foolish. They tried to rise, attempting to charge forward and shield her, but their severe injuries made even standing up an impossible feat.

Fang Xiaocao gave them a faint smile. Then, turning back toward the Suture Monster, a sense of tranquility washed over her expression.

This was the deciding moment.

Success or failure, whether she would survive or not—Fang Xiaocao didn’t know. All she could do was entrust her fate to the heavens.

Should destiny still favor her, Fang Xiaocao believed she would awaken, reunite with Tom and the others, and rekindle the bond between master and her loyal servants. If she failed, as time passed, the mental seed planted in their minds would slowly dissipate. Eventually, when time granted them freedom, they might forget their negligent Princess Your Highness entirely.

In that split second, a thousand thoughts raced through Fang Xiaocao’s mind.

Countless images flashed before her eyes.

"Roar!"

A sudden stench assaulted Fang Xiaocao’s senses, forcing her to snap back to reality and look straight ahead.

The Suture Monster was already within reach.

The fetid odor grew stronger by the second.

Fang Xiaocao could distinctly see every stitched wound on the Suture Monster’s body—all the countless stitches it bore. She realized with a shock that those wounds had been sewn together using steel threads.

It was a grotesque and unimaginable sight.

Fang Xiaocao smiled brightly at the Suture Monster.

"Dare to bully my people? Go to Hell!"

Fang Xiaocao said sweetly, her tone dripping with deadly resolve.

The very next moment!

The restrained crimson light of the Blood Jade Ring erupted explosively.

It completely enveloped both Fang Xiaocao and the Suture Monster.

In the blink of an eye, all unfolded.

Ten seconds later!

The Blood Jade Ring returned to a tranquil state, its light extinguished completely.

Thump—

Fang Xiaocao and the Suture Monster collapsed simultaneously.

Even as she fell, Fang Xiaocao refused to let go of the Blood Jade Ring. She knew that if there was any chance she could wake again, it would lie in the ring.

While the Blood Jade Ring remained, there was hope she could recover.

If the ring were to be lost, she might be reduced to living as a mere vegetable for the rest of her days.

The arrogant Super Master Suture Monster, a warrior with godlike prowess in battle, had ultimately been nothing more than a Martial Artist. Despite its extraordinary combat power, it was no match for the devastating assault of spiritual power, intangible and invisible.

As Fang Xiaocao descended into unconsciousness, the Blood Jade Ring gripped tightly in her palm emitted a faint red light. From the pupil of its lifelike eye, a hair-thin needle emerged, piercing her hand.

Drop by drop, thick red liquid flowed silently through the needle and into Fang Xiaocao’s body.

As the viscous blood-like fluid from the Blood Jade Ring seeped into Fang Xiaocao’s veins, her serene expression suddenly twisted into a frown.

Her eyes darted beneath closed lids, movements erratic.

She appeared as though lost in a fantastical dream, her brain buzzed with feverish activity.

Thirty seconds later!

The Blood Jade Ring stopped emitting blood-like liquid. The needle that had pierced Fang Xiaocao’s palm retracted back into the ring. Aside from the red dot left on Fang Xiaocao’s hand, there was no trace of the needle ever existing.

With the transfer of crimson liquid complete, the vibrant, blood-red hue of the Blood Jade Ring dulled, losing its radiant luster. Its enchanting eye—a living semblance—had turned lifeless in an unsettling transformation.

To describe it vividly, the Blood Jade Ring now resembled the vacant gaze of a dead person’s eye. Though it remained a miraculous artifact, it seemed to have lost the vitality and spirit of youth.

"Princess Your Highness..."

"Princess Your Highness..."

Fueled by anger and sorrow, Tom summoned the strength to crawl off the ground, staggering step by step toward Fang Xiaocao. He called her name repeatedly, his voice breaking with desperation.

Mantis clenched his teeth and dragged himself toward Fang Xiaocao.

A bright trail of blood smeared the ground behind him.

"Princess Your Highness..."

"Princess Your Highness..."

Mantis joined Tom in calling out to Fang Xiaocao, their cries ringing out in futility.

Unhappy merely stared at Fang Xiaocao, desperately trying to squirm over to her side. His injuries were too severe, and despite his once-agile movement technique, even crawling seemed unattainable now. After struggling for ages, he hadn’t managed to move more than a meter.

Fang Xiaocao slept soundly. No matter how much Tom and Mantis shouted, their calls couldn’t reach her.

Fang Xiaocao didn’t so much as flinch in response.

"Hahahaha..."

An eerie, grating laughter suddenly filled the air, drilling into Tom and Mantis’s ears.

Tom and Mantis turned their heads sharply, and they saw a tall black-robed figure standing close by. None of them had noticed when the figure approached.

The sight of the familiar black robe made Tom’s brows furrow deeply.

An ominous feeling surged through him.

"Zuo Ci!"

Tom spat the name out through clenched teeth.

"Hahahaha..."

"Ah, Tom, you still remember me? How touching. Last time, you really played me for a fool."

Zuo Ci removed his hood, unveiling a hideous face covered in scaly, horn-like protrusions. His sinister expression twisted further as he glared at Tom.

"You’re still alive?"

Tom hissed through gritted teeth.

Though Zuo Ci’s appearance had changed drastically, Tom’s instincts screamed that the repulsive Lizardman standing before him was none other than the Zuo Ci he had encountered in the desert long ago.

"Of course I’m alive."

"But all of you will die tonight."

"Especially that wretched Fang Xiaocao."

Zuo Ci snarled venomously.

His fists clenched as he spoke.

"I went to great lengths to eliminate Fang Xiaocao—sacrificing a Super Master as bait just to force her to use her last resort and turn herself into a living corpse."

Zuo Ci’s voice rose to a frenzied scream, revealing his meticulously calculated plan.

To vanquish Fang Xiaocao, Zuo Ci had willingly sacrificed the Suture Monster, an unparalleled warrior, as bait. His strategy was so ruthless and extravagant that it was unprecedented worldwide.

"Bastard..."

Tom glared daggers at Zuo Ci.

He tried to strike him, but as his fists rose and he took a few shaky steps forward, his weakened body nearly caused him to collapse.