บท 1814: Origin

"Master… Master!" Zhao Jia kept calling her master. She panicked the moment blood flowed out of his eyes. Her master looked like he was possessed by something.

After a while, the Heavenly Sovereign closed his eyes as his mood began to calm down.

"Master?!" Zhao Jia checked his condition. Other than the blood, there seemed to be nothing wrong with his internal condition.

The Heavenly Sovereign smiled and said, "I'm fine."

"…" Zhao Jia didn't seem to buy it as she was still worried about him. This was the first time the Heavenly Sovereign behaved this way. "What did you do, Master?"

The Heavenly Sovereign sighed, "It seems you have seen my eyes…"

"Y-yes." Zhao Jia nodded before taking a step back. "Are you going to silence—Gah!"

Before she finished her words, the Heavenly Sovereign had flicked her head. "That's not funny even if it's a joke. I don't accept any other successor besides you."