The Legend of Shen Li (English Translation of Yu Feng Xing 与凤行)

Chapter 77 [Book Ending]

A year later.

After the Ruins of Heavenly Poles disappeared, the miasma in the Demon Realm decreased day by day, and the demons infected by the miasma became less and less. Without the external battles, the disputes of interests in court became fiercer and fiercer. Shen Li did not like these open and covert battles, so all day, she simply claimed that she was sick and did not go to court nor to the Council Hall. 

Besides, there was no war going on for her to worry about. Therefore, in the Demon Realm, she would stroll around the capital every day. 

On occasion, she would drag a few generals, who were goofing off, out to drink with her or put a few new recruits, who were bullying others, in their place. 

As such, she was given a new moniker, A Stroke of Bad Luck.

After Rou Ya heard this, she felt very indignant for Shen Li.

"It was his family that was hit by a stroke of bad luck! 

Don't let me find out which unlucky dude spread this, once I find out, I, Rou Ya, will tell Xu Xu to peck his head bald!"

Shen Li, who was sitting on the chair, leisurely took a sip of tea.

"There's nothing bad about it." 

She said, 

"I have always been a person with very bad luck."

When Rou Ya heard these words, she was taken aback and her face fell.

She still remembered that when the king came back covered in blood with the corpse of the Divine Sovereign Xing Zhi, Shen Li seemed to have completely lost her soul at that time. After taking the Divine Sovereign Xing Zhi to the Snow Sacrificial Hall, she spent three months alone in that place of icy snow with her wounded body. 

Ultimately, the Demon Sovereign could no longer stand it and forcibly dragged her out.

When she came out, she fell seriously ill. 

The illness spiraled around her intermittently for three to four months. After Shen Li recovered from the illness, she seemed to have come around and returned to her previous self. 

However, Rou Ya knew that this version of Shen Li, her heart was already broken and shattered.

"Tomorrow, I'm not coming back to the mansion." 

Shen Li finished her tea and said softly, 

"Just prepare a meal for yourself."

For a moment, Rou Ya was stunned, but suddenly she remembered that tomorrow would be the first anniversary of the Divine Sovereign's death.

Rou Ya nodded, slightly worried. 

Shen Li glanced at her, then ruffled her hair.

"Don't worry, it's all in the past. I understand that."

Her father and Xing Zhi saved this life of hers. Even if she did not live for herself, she should live well for them. She had to take care of herself and love herself. If Xing Zhi could not help her take care of herself, then she just had to do it herself.

As Rou Ya nodded, she watched Shen Li walk away and could only sigh.

The door to the Snow Sacrificial Hall was once again opened. As the chilly iciness poured out from inside, Shen Li closed her eyes gently. 

Such coolness reminded her of Xing Zhi. She walked into the Snow Sacrificial Hall. She had placed Xing Zhi's body in the naturally occurring seal of this realm, in order to preserve his body from decaying and to prevent people with evil intentions from stealing his body.