Chapter 410: The Eerie Skull Flag
Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter
By the time Ning Qingxue woke up again, the sun was already up. She found her clothes dry, but her necklace's light seemed dull.
Ning Qingxue took it out and looked at it worriedly. Seeing the necklace's protection, she felt an emotional attachment to it. It was like a friend, sacrificing its lustrous appearance to protect her.
Was it really as Mumei had said? Had this necklace also protected her last time? Had it dulled then, and recovered its sheen over time?
Putting the necklace down, Ning Qingxue investigated her body. There seemed to be extra power in her dantian. She could use it at will.
Was this the "chi" Tang Beiwei had spoken of? Or the "qi" of ancient martial arts? Master Wu Guang had said that cultivating qi took at least five years for a talented ancient martial arts practitioner, ten for normal people, and some never achieved it.
She'd only cultivated for twenty hours and already had inner qi.
Suddenly, Ning Qingxue's face changed. She remembered something else Master Wu Guang had said: if she possessed such power, she should be able to use it to preserve her memories before death within a year.
Had that been the case?
If true, it meant Mumei hadn't lied and Wu Guang's words were also true. That meant she'd really fallen in love with Ye Mo.
How could this be? How could she fall in love with Ye Mo? He was just some rich, spoiled bratโa societal waste. She believed they could never be together.
Wait, hadn't she overlooked something? According to Mumei, Ye Mo had changed. When he came to Yu State to find her, he did seem different. Except for his obsession with her, everything else was different.
That day, he'd offered to help her recover her memories, but she'd told him to leave, to "piss off." She'd been so angry seeing her mother kneel to him.
His face had paled as he produced a pill, claiming it was a Face Preserving Pill. Even after she ate it, she still told him to leave. He even spat blood! Her mother had been worse, claiming the spot where Ye Mo stood was her home, and she'd made him leave through the window.
Ning Qingxue imagined Ye Mo's desperation and painโฆ She had felt changes in her body after eating the pill. Had that Face Preserving Pill been real? Wasn't that incredibly valuable? She'd thought Ye Mo was bluffing, but the defensive necklace and the Luo Yue beauty pill made her doubt that.
"Beauty Pill," "Face Preserving Pill." Ning Qingxue realized both pills related to beauty. Didn't that suggest a connection?
This made Ning Qingxue shiver. She understood. Considering Fei Yu's selection, CEO Yu's attitude toward her, and Luo Yue's mysterious big boss, if she still didn't deduce Luo Yue's connection to Ye Mo, she'd be stupid.
If it weren't Ye Mo's company, why would Luo Yue have chosen her corporation? If Ye Mo wasn't the big boss, why would someone as capable as Yu Miaodan be so respectful?
If not because she was Ye Mo's wife, why would Yu Miaodan have been so rude to Yuan Qibing, even targeting him? Luo Yue was a new company; they couldn't afford to offend Yuan Bei.
Why had Yu Miaodan only sent representatives to her company?
"So that's it," Ning Qingxue murmured. She'd realized a lot. She guessed Ye Mo had told the truth.
Ning Qingxue grabbed her hair. Though she believed it, she still couldn't believe she'd fallen in love with Ye Mo.
Sighing, Ning Qingxue cast these thoughts aside, walked out of the crevice, and found a place to sit. She took out some food, then realized she was short on water.
If she couldn't find land soon, she'd die. But before she died, she wanted to know why she'd fallen in love with Ye Mo and even preserved their memories when she was near death.
After a long while, she stood up dazedly. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind. She wondered how her parents were; they must be worried.
Ning Qingxue sat there all morning. Then, she decided she needed to find land and stop wasting time.
The sun was covered by clouds, and the temperature dropped. Ning Qingxue looked around. To leave the glacier, she'd have to find land. She really didn't like swimming in the ocean.
In the distance, Ning Qingxue saw a black shadow growing larger. It was a ship!
Ning Qingxue's heart thumped. This meant people, rescue. She stared as the ship approached. She'd scream for help as soon as it got near.
It was getting closer, but it had sails. In this era? Sails? Ning Qingxue found it strange.
As the ship neared, Ning Qingxue was about to wave a towel when she saw its flag: an upside-down skull. Even in the daytime, Ning Qingxue felt a chill.
There didn't seem to be anyone on board, and Ning Qingxue quickly lowered her hand. She was afraid to attract the ship. Luckily, her eyesight was good; otherwise, she wouldn't have spotted the skull flag.
Ning Qingxue carefully hid in the crevice again and took the gun from her bag.
It was an MP5KA4. She only had two clips, one from the runny-nose guy, but it was burned, so she wasn't sure if she could use it.
Besides that, she had four fireball charms Tang Beiwei had given her. She was grateful to Tang Beiwei. If not for her, she would have died on the plane, and her corpse might have been raped.
Ning Qingxue carefully placed the fireball charms on herself, tied the dagger to her leg, and held the gun, staring at the approaching ship.
Ning Qingxue didn't have much nautical knowledge, but that skull flag definitely signified the crew weren't virtuous. She suspected it was a pirate ship, but she didn't see anyone on it.
In this day and age, who still used sails? It was eerie.
Ning Qingxue didn't like movies, but she'd seen posters. If it was a pirate ship, she could only pray they didn't see her. She'd rather die alone on the glacier than be taken by pirates.
She had two clips, so no matter what, if captured by pirates, she wouldn't allow herself to be raped.
Ning Qingxue grew more worried as the ship neared. She could see some things on the ship, a couple of huge anchors, but other than that and the flag, nothing.
The skull flag looked scary, and Ning Qingxue felt goosebumps. She stayed close inside the crevice, holding the gun, not daring to move.