The two of them set off once more, dragging the still unconscious Leng Jin Yu with them.
The silence between them stretched until Qiang Yan couldn’t bear it anymore. “What I was wondering about …”
Bai Mu looked over, raising his brows in a questioning manner. He had no idea how he would be able to help his father solve any issues about these matters. He didn’t know much about the immortal races or their realms, not to speak of their history. He hardly understood what his father had talked about before even though he had met some of these people. Continue reading
Mei Chao Bing’s gaze was burning. He actually hadn’t expected Elder Baili to do something like that. That wasn’t what they had agreed upon. Originally, the plan had only been for the Elder to be there when Yang Wu Huang confronted him so that his own words would have more weight and then for Baili Chao to make sure that the rumors about Yun Bei Fen would be dispelled so that nobody would think badly of him.
At most, he had expected the Elder to insinuate that Yang Wu Huang’s role in all of this was wasn’t as simple as he wanted people to believe. But even that was something he hadn’t brought up with him. After all, he had wanted to make the best possible impression on Baili Chao. Continue reading
At that point in time, Qiang Yan and Bai Mu had brought Leng Jin Yu out of the Nine Heavens and were currently looking at him, unsure of how to proceed. They had chosen to leave the Nine Heavens at the closest spot possible and were thus quite far away from the Yun Zou Sect. In fact, Qiang Yan had no idea where the sect even was.
“I don’t think he’s going to wake up anytime soon. An injury to the soul isn’t anything to scoff at. Honestly, I wasn’t there at the time but there are stories of the previous dragon king collapsing in the Nine Heavens. They only found out later that it was because his soul had been injured by the soul-devouring dagger. And he wasn’t weak.”
Bai Mu glanced at his father but didn’t speak up. The Nine Heavens, the dragon realm, the king of a race … All that was far from the life he had lived so far. In fact, he mostly thought of himself as human. Sure, he was immortal thanks to his mother’s blood but he also would have turned immortal after cultivating. And considering his father’s blood, he would’ve been a talent anyway. Continue reading
Yuchi Bing Xia forced himself to calm down. Anyway, Liu Cheng had already spoken up. He had to acknowledge it but still somehow get around him saying things that would reflect on the Yun Zou Sect badly. “Liu Cheng, ah, let us clear up this up first. Such an incident, naturally, it can’t just be dismissed with taking Elder Gongxi away. I should at least say a few words.”
Liu Cheng’s gaze swept toward where Qiu Ling and Jing Yi were still standing huddled together and he nodded with a grim expression. Anyway, a moment more wouldn’t make a difference. That person … He probably hadn’t expended too much energy in that fight anyway. So one couldn’t really say that he would have time to restore it. After all, there was nothing to restore. Continue reading
While Yun Bei Fen and Mei Chao Bing were enjoying a sweet moment under the stunned gaze of the surrounding disciples, Elder Baili took the initiative to return. Since his little disciple had finally stopped crying, he might as well lend a hand to make sure nobody would forget what happened here.
He folded his hands behind his back and cleared his throat, drawing the attention of the couple and Yang Wu Huang, as well as all the bystanders, to him. “Well, I certainly wouldn’t have thought that such a misunderstanding had occurred. Well, it’s good that it has been resolved.” Continue reading
Jinde landed on the deck of the white feathered boat and sighed. Behind him, the storm was calming down. In that case, it should have worked, right? He shook his head and went back to his seat next to Hua Min. “Alliance Head Hua, it seems the worst part is over. We should hurry and get back.”
Hua Min looked at Jinde with a complicated expression. This man had actually managed to solve such a situation. It wasn’t strange considering that he was married to Grandmaster Leng but it made him wonder why he would flee the Yun Zou Sect. Shouldn’t somebody this strong be able to deal with whoever dared to make trouble for him? Well, that wasn’t anything for him to worry about.
He nodded and then imbued his spiritual energy into the artifact again, making it once again drift toward the Yun Zou Sect. When they arrived at the sect gates, the situation on the training grounds hadn’t been solved yet. On the contrary, further trouble was brewing. Continue reading
Jing Yi pressed his eyes shut, not needing to act his fear at all. He fell toward the ground, the wind rushing past him, drowning out any other sound, the rain hitting his body once again now that Jinde wasn’t shielding him anymore.
Qiu Ling’s eyes widened and his grasp on his spiritual energy slipped. The attack he had prepared collapsed, the storm raging on without his cue.
He didn’t think. He rushed forward, extending his arms to grab Jing Yi before he could crash into the ground. Never mind the bastard who tried to kill him. Never mind the person that had been hiding behind him. He had to save his beloved before he dealt with any of that! Continue reading
Qiu Ling had no idea what he was supposed to do but he managed to wind his way through somehow. If the Heavenly Emperor and Empress greeted the gods at the bank of the river and Jing He made to do the same, then he would naturally follow suit. When the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress made a sacrifice to honor the deceased, then he … would be handed a floral wreath?
Qiu Ling blinked and took the ring of pink blossoms from Jing He. Such a strange ritual! Were they supposed to burn this like the Heavenly Emperor and Empress with their sacrifice just now? Continue reading
Jing Yi took a shaky breath and reached out further. “Qiu Ling, it’s really alright. Look, I’m not hurt. I’m not scared of him either. You already paid him back enough. Yes? Come here now. Just … Just come here and give me a hug, alright?” He looked at him urgently, hoping that his words could somehow get through to Qiu Ling.
His lover looked back at him, his eyes uncomprehending. Obviously, he didn’t think that it was enough. But he at least didn’t throw another attack at Elder Gongxi and only let the storm around them rage on. Continue reading
More than ten hours later, the plane finally touched down. Nie Chang heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed his eyes, wondering if he would really be able to live through the rest of the day.
After sleeping for a few hours on the flight, Su Yan had been very energetic, either talking nonstop or asking him to read him a story — one of his favorite pastime activities since the system had made him ‘read’ those novels back then. Apparently, he felt that his boyfriend had a good voice?
Anyway, as a qualified boyfriend, Nie Chang hadn’t found it in himself to refuse him even on the plane. So despite the fact that he was also dead-tired because his little darling had kept him awake last night, he continued to do as his darling said to make sure that he would feel comfortable on the flight and not start the trip in a bad mood. As a result … Nie Chang could hardly keep his eyes open. Continue reading