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Chapter 90: Sect Master, you must not hesitate ah When it was daybreak, Ye Chuan returned to the campsite, exhausted. Imparting technique consumed a lot of vitality. But his spirit was rather extremely excited. Inside the sect, there was Flame Devil guarding the Cloud Mist Sect, and now, outside the sect, he obtained equally matched or even a more powerful helper. Flame Devil was a ball of fire, he would burn any fellow who wanted to dip a finger in Cloud Mist Sect, defending the sect from inside; Horned demon Na Gusi was a knife, sharp butcher’s knife, the main attacker in outside. Ye Chuan was adept in moving knife, and even more adept in sharpening the knife. He believed that horned demon Na Gusi, this butcher’s knife would become sharper and sharper in his hand! After resting for a little while, Ye Chuan led everyone to the life and death arena. Early in the morning, the forces of both Black Cauldron Sect and Five Style Sect were already present there. Today was the final day of Martial Competition. Will currently leading Cloud Mist Sect continue to hold their lead, or they will be pulled down? In this final two matches, who will Ye Chuan send? Could it be that he will still send the millennium genius of Cloud Mist Sect, Nan Tiandu? Everybody was waiting expectantly. The final two matches of this Martial Competition made everyone indescribably nervous. But before the lots were drawn, the three arbitrators representing three great sects were quarreling on the life and death arena. The arbitrators of Black Cauldron Sect and Five Style Sect unexpectedly put forward a new rule in unison, claiming that for the sake of fairness, no one is not allowed to reappear on the matches many times, at most they can appear only three times. Off the life and death arena, the disciples of Black Cauldron Sect and Five Style Sect applaud to support this new rule, whereas the disciples of Cloud Mist Sect suddenly made an uproar. This so-called for the sake of fairness new rule was clearly aimed specifically at Cloud Mist Sect. They were deliberately not allowing Nan Tiandu to enter the following matches. Clearly, there was no one in the younger generation that would be able to match with Nan Tiandu, so they made such new rule. “Too despicable, too shameless, what Sect Master, what elder, all are shameless people!” The anger of Zhu Sijia reached the extreme point. In these past few years, Black Cauldron Sect and Five Style Sect had always been very shameless, and especially Black Cauldron Sect, for suppressing Cloud Mist Sect, nothing was bad for them. But this time, they unexpectedly were so shameless that they completely disregarded all their faces. First they pointed out that in the Great Competition of this time, the Big Disciples of all three sects should personally lead the group into the battle, clearly showing that they wanted to humiliate Cloud Mist Sect using the mediocre cultivation of their sect’s Big Disciple Ye Chuan; Next, during Great Competition, they frequently stalled for time, to think of a way to deal with powerful Nan Tiandu; But finally unable to defeat Nan Tiandu, they unexpectedly thought of this method, forcibly changing the rule of Great Competition itself! “They simply are bulling us too much, let’s quit and return, Big senior apprentice-brother. This is not the Great Competition of three sects, but clearly is the competition to see whose face is the thickest and who is even more shameless!” The complexion of Fatty Zhao Dazhi turned purple, and shouted loudly. Then as if hundred responding to a single call, all the disciples of Cloud Mist Sect also made an uproar. Aren’t you thinking you are so amazing, and considering yourself very intelligent? Okay, we have nothing to do with it, we will simply not play with you! Coming a long way, the disciples of Cloud Mist Sect had finally seen the improvement of their sect, and at that time, seeing they were being they were bullied, every one of them was feeling aggrieved. On the life and death arena, the complexion of Protector Yang who was representing Cloud Mist Sect as an arbitrator was also ghastly pale, and was also flushed with anger. But, Ye Chuan standing outside life and death arena who was the leader of this group was quiet, and his complexion was also calm, as if this sudden counter-attack of Black Cauldron Sect and Five Style Sect was within his expectation. Who was Tuoba Xiong? He was a savage bear (xiong) that would kill people without batting an eyelid. For his aim, he would use any fair or foul means, and for suppressing and humiliating Cloud Mist Sect, he even sold his own daughter. Being such person, seeing Cloud Mist Sect suddenly rising in this Great Competition, how could this fellow look on with folded arms, so this attack was normal, if he hadn’t made any move, then that would be abnormal! Ye Chuan was already prepared for this, so he waited silently. Not long after, Tuoba Xiong leisurely walked over and said, “Kid, I heard you are very dissatisfied with the new rule, is that true? What, are you afraid? Is there really no one except Nan Tiandu in your Cloud Mist Sect? As a grand Big Disciple of the sect, you don’t even have guts to go to the arena and compete?” The expression of Tuoba Xiong was sinister and ruthless. He used prodding in the presence of all to compel Ye Chuan to be stuck in an embarrassing situation! “Discontent with the new rule? Why? This is just adding a small rule, what’s the big deal, but Your Excellency Sect Master, why are you getting so hyped for?” Ye Chuan said with a smile. Overbearing Tuoba Xiong’s faced turn red, then he said, “Kid, does that mean you are agreeing?” “Big senior apprentice-brother, you must not agree! “Big senior apprentice-brother……” Fatty, Zhu Sijia and others became anxious. If he agreed to Tuoba Xiong, then Nan Tiandu wouldn’t be able to enter the last two crucial matches, so who will fight in his place? Ye Chuan waved his hand signaling people to not agitate. After that, he looked at Tuoba Xiong, and again looked at Tuoba Xiaoniao not far away who was hesitating to walk forward, then said with an evil smile, “Your Excellency Sect Master, we, Cloud Mist Sect will accept this new rule, but, we have a small request.” “Father……” Tuoba Xiaoniao screamed, and this time, it was her turn to get anxious. Seeing that smile of Ye Chuan, she felt anything but reassuring. If Ye Chuan took this opportunity to ask her father to let her marry him, then what should she do? The heart of Tuoba Xiaoniao agitatedly jumped as if a deer. The face of Tuoba Xiong also sank, clearly his thought was same as his daughter, so he was in dilemma now. Letting Cloud Mist Sect win this Great Competition was absolutely unacceptable, he must not give Cloud Mist Sect any chance to pull itself together. But if he really let his daughter Tuoba Xiaoniao marry Ye Chuan, then that would be a big loss! “Your Excellency Sect Master, you must not hesitate in the crucial moment, don’t forget what we discussed before.” Elder Tu of Five Style Sect came over and poured oil on the flames with a taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune smile on his face. When dealing with Cloud Mist Sect, these two sects were unanimous, but in secret, they were fighting openly and maneuvering covertly, so he was happy to see Tuoba Xiong suffering a setback. Using an imposter Big Bird to humiliate other people didn’t succeed, but in the end, he instead had to respectfully present real Xiaoniao with both hands, wasn’t this giving one’s enemy a wife and lose soldiers to the enemy as well. This will make Tuoba Xiong and even entire Black Cauldron Sect a joke! Tuoba Xiong’s complexion became gloomy and he ferociously glared at Ye Chuan with a pair of red eyes, as if he was a yao beast that wanted to eat people. He had thought to prod Ye Chuan, but unexpectedly, he instead was stuck in an embarrassing situation in an instant! “Your Excellency Sect Master, there is no hurry, you can think slowly. How about we postpone these two final matches? When do you want the matches to begin again?” Ye Chuan said with understanding appearance, making Tuoba Xiong grit his teeth in resentment. The disciples of all three sects simultaneously looked at Tuoba Xiong to see what he would choose. On the life and death arena, the three arbitrators also stopped quarreling. Now, the decision of approving new rule was not in the hand of Ye Chuan, but Tuoba Xiong! The complexion of Tuoba Xiong got even gloomier, and also blackened as if an iron cooking pot. He suddenly regretted a little, if he had known this would happen earlier, then he would have directly attacked to kill Ye Chuan, and that would still not be so intolerable and passive like this! Who said that the Big Disciple of Cloud Mist Sect Ye Chuan was stupid and mediocre? Is this stupid? He is clearly a thousand-year-old fox who will eat people without leaving even bones! The chest of Tuoba Xiong was sullen, and gnashing his teeth, he pledged that he will tear apart all the disciples of his sect who were responsible for intelligence! Previous       Main menu      Next Click to Post

Chapter 02: I Will Sign It The instant Song Wuyou heard the words ‘Young Master Gu’ her eyes went wide that she turned around so abruptly and saw this Gu Yanhao was walking towards her direction with a steady step. The man possessed a tall stature with cold, indifferent noble bearing; wearing a black western suit that vividly enhanced his domineering and arrogance. So similar! There was too much similarity! Whether it was the face features or the imposing aura he was exuding as he walked, each movement was so identical to that heartless man! Song Wuyou crunched up her brows; was past and present lifetime really exist for humans? Hehe, nevermind that, the truth was right before her, she had been reborn! Heavens was not that cruel to her anyway, and even gave her a chance to live again! Song Wuyou bit her lip; she would not do any more foolish deeds for any man, including the dangerous man in front of her. Remembering the suffering she had endured in the Cold Palace and the original host’s fixated love and obsession towards this man standing before her, Song Wuyou’s eyes turned indifferent. She looked towards Xu Jing, her voice was leveled: “Xu Jing, water.” “Miss, here,” Xu Jing hurried over to Song Wuyou’s side and gave her the glass of water. Taking the glass of water, Song Wuyou drank it slowly. Her overly tranquil mannerism, starting from receiving the water to finished drinking it, every movement was done gracefully, making Gu Yanhao raised an eyebrow. When Gu Yanhao arrived at the bedside, he only stood there, just watching. It was akin to an Emperor watching his subject. Song Wuyou was really thirsty, her lips were so dry that it cracked but her actions were steady yet elegant. After several mouths full of water, she placed the glass back on the bedside table ever so gently. From within the corner of the eyes, she swept over the envelope containing some documents in Gu Yanhao’s hands. Song Wuyou’s actions slowed down for a moment as her heart gradually sank. She subsequently looked up, a pair of clear and bright star-like eyes were gazing at Gu Yanhao as if smiling yet felt distant. Faced with Gu Yanhao’s cold expression that was sharp just like a sword edge, Song Wuyou’s reaction was actually very calm. If this was before, seeing Gu Yanhao up this close, the original host would have been drooling, and her eyes would have been greedily staring at him as if having a feast. The Song Wuyou now was no longer the same Song Wuyou from before. “The documents in your hand should be the divorce agreement right?” the corner of Song Wuyou’s lips even curved up slightly; her voice sounded collected and flat, making it hard to guess her emotions. Her nonchalance act stunned Gu Yanhao for a second; today, her reaction was a little unexpected. In the past, the moment divorce was brought up, she would start to cry, throwing tantrum, and would use her own life to threaten him, that even if she were to die she still would never agree to a divorce. But now, seeing these divorce papers right before her eyes, she was actually this calm? “Song Wuyou, you can only blame yourself for this result!” Gu Yanhao’s cold voice could be heard, laced with undisguised ridicule. “Right, I did really bring this upon myself.” Song Wuyou’s lips curved up in a cold smile. One of Gu Yanhao’s eyebrow went up to his forehead, he could clearly see the touch of cold sneer on Song Wuyou’s smile. This Song Wuyou was giving him a bad premonition that something was amiss, and was also a bit peculiar. “This is your own sin, you killed the child in your womb and this has made grandfather very upset. He has agreed to our divorce.” Gu Yanhao flung the divorce agreement papers at Song Wuyou’s body and said sharply. Even when she acted this collected and indifferent, he still thought that she was really annoying and could not help but to want to get rid of her as soon as possible. Song Wuyou glanced down at the scattered papers. Her expression did not give much clue whether she was thinking about that heartless man or the original host’s love towards this man. Looking at the divorce papers, an unbearable pain squeezed her heart. She tugged at the sleeve a little before she went to pick up the scattered papers as a pretense for the pain she felt. When she reached out her hand, the sleeve fell further back and accidentally revealed a narrow scar across the wrist. She was astounded for a moment and even her hand also paused midway. Her sight was solely focused onto the scar, this red-tinged scar looked particularly ugly against her porcelain white skin. This scar was left behind by the original host. It was something that had happened one year ago. The original host had witnessed it with her own eyes that Gu Yanhao was embracing her eldest sister, Song Jiuyue! Someone like her who could not accept a single stain in the name of love had acted like a vulgar woman and wanted to hit Song Jiuyue, instead, she was pushed away by Gu Yanhao till she fell to the ground. The fall had been very painful yet Gu Yanhao could not even bother himself with her at that time and only walked away with Song Jiuyue. Unwilling, she struggled up and chased after them only to see Gu Yanhao’s with a very cold expression told her that they would be divorcing sooner or later. That had been the first time Gu Yanhao mentioned of the word of divorce to her. At that time, the original was stupefied by the word and could only stand there dazed, rooted to the spot for a very, very long time; he wanted to divorce her so that he could go out publicly with Song Jiuyue? When she returned back to the villa, once again she acted so brash like a mannerless woman looking for a fight, crying and shouting, using death to blackmail Gu Yanhao. She picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table, right in front of Gu Yanhao she cried: “If you insist on divorcing me, I will slit my wrist and commit suicide in front of you!” And Gu Yanhao stared at her coldly, spitting out every word precisely, “Go ahead, slit it.  Make sure it is deep enough, so you can die faster!” He turned around and left after saying that, pulled out his mobile phone and called his lawyer as he walking up the stairs, ordering the lawyer to get the divorce papers ready pronto! She already used her life as a bargaining chip, and yet, he still insisted to proceed with the divorce. Devastated, the knife slashed down and lots of blood was spilled. But the suicide attempt had failed because a servant found her and called 999. Old Grandfather Song heard about her suicide and forbid the two of them to divorce. Only then, this matter was on hold, till now. So foolish. After piecing back the scattered memories clearly within her head, the corner of Song Wuyou’s lips curved in a mocking sneer; for a man that did not even love her, the original host was really daft, through and through. Song Wuyou retrieved her hand, a finger gently traced the scar on her wrist as her indifferent voice mumbled, “If the compensation is reasonable, I will sign it.” Her decisiveness surprised Gu Yanhao. He frowned, the deep unfathomable pupils held a trace of suspicion, “You are really gonna sign it?” Song Wuyou faced him directly, smiled faintly and said, “Of course.” Gu Yanhao watched Song Wuyou sullenly, staring straight at her. Her smile was angelic, eyes bright as the stars, and this particular smile was mesmerizing. Song Wuyou’s looks were beautiful to begin with, soft and smooth white skin, a great figure, and delicate features. If she were not so overbearing, arrogant, and spoiled, acting like a vulgar woman with the drop of a hat, and also loved to become the center of attention, perhaps, Gu Yanhao would not hate her as much. “You better not go back on your words.” Gu Yanhao said in a somber voice that was as cold as an iceberg. Song Wuyou gave off a charming smile instead and said, “I am afraid you will be the one who goes back on their words.” Gu Yanhao scoffed, his eyes showed a trace of ridicule: “Just you, do you even have the qualification to make me take back my words? Song Wuyou, I’m really looking forward to your signature!” The trace of smile on Song Wuyou’s face turned colder, “Yes ah, of course you can’t wait to divorce me. So anxious that you are willing to sacrifice your own flesh and blood. Gu Yanhao, you surely are heartless!” Hearing this, Gu Yanhao wrinkled his brows, penetratingly cold voice could be heard: “You doubt me for that car accident?” Song Wuyou: “Can I not?” Gu Yanhao bent down and pinched Song Wuyou’s chin between his two fingers. Instantly, his smell assaulted her nostrils. Song Wuyou felt a pain from being pinched, making her frowned unhappily. She glared icily at Gu Yanhao. Gu Yanhao’s eyes were also frigid cold as he said, “Song Wuyou, you’re digging your own grave!” Previous          Main menu          Next Click to Post

Chapter 01: She Loved the Wrong Person “Miss, you’re awake?” Song Wuyou had just opened her eyes and was yet to make any sense of her surroundings when a voice of a young girl resounded within her ears. Miss? Even if she had been thrown into the Cold Palace, the palace maids should still be calling her niangniang, why was it turned to be miss? Song Wuyou’s thick long and curled fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, something was flashing within those confused pupils. Had she not been ‘bestowed’ with the three feet of white silk? Why was her mind still felt as clear as before? Did she, perhaps, did not die? How could she still be alive? Recalling the series of events, Song Wuyou felt some pain on the neck. But the place hurt the most, was undoubtedly her heart. She and he had been through life and death ordeal on the battlefield, fighting alongside each other to built their country together. He once swore to the Heavens, the day he becomes the Emperor she would be coronated as the Empress, and shall become the mistress of the Imperial Harem. But, after she had accompanied him every step of the way to build his Palace, the Empress had not been her. In the end, he came as far as to betrayed the vow he had made to her, not only did he abandoned her in the Cold Palace, sentenced her to be guilty, and killed all of her nine familial generations, he even ‘bestowed’ her with three feet of white silk. Thinking about this only made Song Wuyou felt an excruciating heartbreak. “Miss, don’t think about it anymore.” Xu Jing who was sitting on the bedside had noticed Song Wuyou’s expression and could not help but to sobbed. Xu Jing’s voice pulled Song Wuyou’s faraway thoughts back to the present. Song Wuyou gently blinked her eyes and then took a good look of her surroundings. The ceiling was as white as the snow, there was also some blinding white light and a lingering smell of disinfectant; all of these, for Song Wuyou who had just regained her consciousness were too peculiar and felt somewhat unfamiliar. Sad eyes showed some surprise; where was this place, was this hell or heaven? When she saw Xu Jing, her brows furrowed; why was this girl’s clothing style looks so strange? The shocked expression in Song Wuyou’s eyes became even more apparent, coupled with a trace of confusion. Did she actually die or not? She secretly pinched hard at her own waist, and the feeling of pain was so real! She had not died? If she really had not died, then she should have been on a bed in the Cold Palace, how could she be here? This girl who sat beside her bed while looking at her full of concern and distress, who was she? “You…” Song Wuyou looked at Xu Jing and asked softly, eyes were full of confusion. “Miss, do you want to drink some water?” when Xu Jing heard Song Wuyou’s voice was so hoarse, she immediately asked full of concern. “Miss?” Song Wuyou frowned. Xu Jing only stared at her blankly  for a moment, seeing Song Wuyou seemed to be filled with questions and also confused , she became nervous, “Miss, are you alright?” “I….” Initially, Song Wuyou had wanted to ask Xu Jing who was she, but then a burst of pain suddenly came from her head. ‘What is happening?’ ‘Why my head suddenly hurts so much?’ Song Wuyou’s frown became deeper, while her face was pale with a painful expression. This instantly made Xu Jing panic. “Miss, are you alright, where do you feel uncomfortable?” “………” “I’ll call the doctor!” Xu Jing jumped up, and her hand reached for the bedside button. “Hurts.” Song Wuyou was clutching her head; the pain was unbearable, it felt like as if long thick of needles were pricking her brain, and along with the pain there were endless images that flashed through her mind. ‘Yes, these are memories!’ From the bits and pieces of intermittent memories, Song Wuyou finally knew why she was lying here, and where this place was. It was likely that her soul had crossed over space and time and was thrown into the body of Song Wuyou in the twenty-first century! This Song Wuyou was known as the infamous spoiled and selfish daughter of the Song Family that became the M City’s most powerful man, Gu Yanhao’s wife! And since little, this Song Wuyou had had a dream to marry Gu Yanhao! Thus, she had used every means possible in order to achieve it. In the end, she got what she dreamt off and married Gu Yanhao. However, facing this wayward, unruly, selfish, and narrow-minded wife, Gu Yanhao had nothing but disgust and only more disgust. Song Wuyou simply was not favored by Gu Yanhao. Within their three years life of married, Gu Yanhao had never touched her even once. Until, three months ago, Song Wuyou could no longer endure it and resorted to extreme measures, she drugged Gu Yanhao and slept with him. She became pregnant afterward. At first, she wanted to use the child in her belly to coveted Gu Yanhao’s love. But, after knowing she was pregnant, he had ruthlessly told her to get an abortion. Song Wuyou, of course, had refused vehemently. And this made Gu Yanhao hated her even more, became irritated. And his actions had only turned her to become resentful, she would pick on every little things and ran to complain to Old Father Song about Gu Yanhao. At times, she would even turn up at the office headquarters and caused a commotion in front of the public eyes if she ever saw another woman talking to Gu Yanhao, treating the other party as a love rival. Cursing the other woman on the spot, and this had planted an idea in Gu Yanhao’s mind; absolutely, must divorce this woman! Hearing the word divorce, Song Wuyou had truly taken a great mental blow. She had cried, caused an uproar, even went as far as threatening to hang herself, yet none was effective. Caught up in a crazed emotion, she had driven recklessly to the Song Manor, wanted to complain to the Old Father Song again hoping that Old Father Song would uphold justice for her and for the sake of his unborn grandchild and stop Gu Yanhao from divorcing her. But things did not happen as she had planned; on the middle of her way there, an accident occurred. She had been severely injured, miscarried the child, and spent eight days in a comatose state. In those eight days staying in the hospital, Gu Yanhao had never visited her, not even once. Thinking of this, did Gu Yanhao loathe her that much, to the extent of abandoning his own flesh and blood. After sorting these memories through, the pain in her head naturally lessened. The shocked and confusion expression within her eyes also turned to a fierce one. Whether it was in the past or present, she had loved wrong. In her previous life, she and her husband had been childhood sweethearts. In order to be able to accompany him when he went to war, she had even disguised herself as a man and joined the army with him. They had fought enemies together, yet the retribution was the long three feet of white silk! In this life, she also had fallen in love at first sight when she first saw him at thirteen. From that time onwards, he had always been the center of her universe, everything she did was for him. In the end, all she got was his annoyance and coldness to the extent of preventing her from giving birth to his child. ——— The doctor checked Song Wuyou’s condition and declared that her recovery was progressing well, another two days of staying in the hospital and then she would be discharged. After the doctor left, Song Wuyou sat up on the bed. “Miss, are you hungry? Would you like to eat something? I’ll get it for you.” Xu Jing smiled as asked, looking at Song Wuyou with concern. After Xu Jing heard that Miss was recovering well, her heart was finally at ease. “I’m not hungry.” Song Wuyou shook her head. Probably, because she had been comatose for too long, her voice sounded a little hoarse, “Give me a glass of water.” Her throat and lips felt dry as a tree bark. Xu Jing smiled, “Okay.” Song Wuyou watched silently as Xu Jing poured the water; Xu Jing was a servant of the Song Family, her age was not much different from Song Wuyou herself. In the Song Family, Xu Jing was the only person who had been good to her, so when she married to Gu Yanhao, she had also brought Xu Jing over as well. In the eight days she had been in a coma, not need to question if Gu Yanhao had come to visit her, not even one person from the Song Family had come. Only Xu Jing had stayed vigil day and night to take care of her. Xu Jing poured a half glass of water, and just as she wanted to turn around, she noticed a tall silhouette was standing at the door like a descending god. Seeing this person, Xu Jing was stunned for a moment and then quickly greeted respectfully, “Young Master Gu!” Previous          Main menu          Next Click to Post

Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease! “Is this man not going to divorce me? Why does he still ask me to warm the bed every night?” A certain man said this was due to the winter being too cold. However, when summer finally arrived, she still needed to warm the bed, thus a certain girl could not take it anymore: “I want a divorce!” A certain man only smiled wantonly and said, “Divorce? Sure, as long as you agree to two conditions of mine.” “What conditions?” “Either you pamper me or I pamper you, the duration is ten thousand years…..” Similar Series Eight Treasures Trousseau Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss Ghostly Masked Prince Xiao: Pampering and Spoiling the Little Adorable Consort The Demonic King Chases His Wife Click to Post

A bone-piercing cold wind zipped by. Ye Chuan coldly smiled, instantly understanding the intention of horned demon Na Gusi, “Strike, let me see whether you have that ability or not!” Ye Chuan was completely calm, and with Heaven Swallowing Talisman rapidly churning, a round of pure energy fluctuation appeared. Hearing about Dark Moon Continent where demonic cultivators gather, an average person would petrify, but Ye Chuan didn’t care. Before, when he was able to conceal the heaven with his hand, no need to mention about Dark Moon Continent, he had entered and exited thousand times more dangerous ancient ominous domain, killing those fiends until they pissed in their pants. Unfortunately, now he was reincarnated as a Big Disciple of Cloud Mist Sect, and was staying there to cultivate again, so he didn’t have time to waste in Dark Moon Continent. “Eh, what technique is this? How…” Horned Demon Na Gusi exclaimed, as he vaguely felt innate suppression after Ye Chuan rotate Yao Refining Heaven Swallowing Technique, circulating Heaven Swallowing Talisman within his body. Now in front of Ye Chuan, he seemed to be able to use only less than 60% of his complete power. So glaring at Ye Chuan, now horned demon was shocked, puzzled and even scared. Among the demonic cultivators, there was a legend passed down generation after generation. Demonic cultivator of whatever style once made a breakthrough to Daoist Master realm, they don’t need to fear the pressure of any righteous sect, even to the extent that the pressure of Sage would also not be that effective, only encountering the ancient existences that cultivate legendary Demon God level peerless technique, they would feel innate suppression. How old was Ye Chuan, was he a venerable Demon God, or is the reincarnation of ancient Demon God? Horned demon shook his head, and didn’t dare to believe this kind of thoughts, but he was truly feeling this kind of innate pressure! “If I say I am the reincarnation of an ancient Demon God, will you believe?” Ye Chuan sneered, with his eyes flashing as if he could completely see through this horned demon. “Impossible, will ancient Demon God reincarnate in such downtrodden sect, moreover as this kind of nobody? If you are the reincarnation of ancient Demon God, then I am a King of Demon God, that legendary Great Demon God!” Horned demon Na Gusi shouted, then pressing ground with his tiptoes, he charged towards Ye Chuan. And clawing at the empty air, suddenly a huge claw appeared in the sky. The five sharp fingers of this claw were slightly bent as if a bear claw. And that claw suddenly emitted a bloody aura. Looking at this, it seemed this horned demon had fused with more than two yao beasts. Usually, the more yao beasts a demonic cultivator had fused with, the more powerful their cultivation would be. Naturally, controlling their heart demon would also be hard and the backlash would also be extremely violent. Ye Chuan slightly bowed, and the instant the sharp claw whistled through, he jumped, dodging the attack of this horned demon. “Boy, you can’t run away!” Horned demon Na Gusi shouted loudly, and chasing after Ye Chuan, he initiated attacks like tidewater. Ye Chuan’s speed was fast, but his speed was faster. Despite his knee joint being stiff, his hopping was faster than average people flying in their flying sword. No matter which direction Ye Chuan ran, he instantly caught up to Ye Chuan. But Ye Chuan used an unknown technique, which made his body move as if a willow, making horned demon unable to guess which direction he would go next, dodging the attacks of the horned demon at the crucial moment. As a once venerable Heaven Concealing Great Sage that was able to conceal the heaven with his hand, Ye Chuan had once mastered 3000 techniques, and had enough experience to deal with sudden and unexpected situations in many ways. Unfortunately, the cultivation of his current body was limited, so he was unable to last long. Not long after, horned demon Na Gusi cornered Ye Chuan on the edge of the mountain gully with nowhere to dodge. “Hahaha, brat, be obedient and come with me to Horned Demon Palace!” The horned demon roared with laughter and advanced step by step. With Rank 5 Daoist Master realm against Rank 7 Wuzhe, this was simply a disproportionate match. The current Ye Chuan was far from being his opponent. But, with various kinds of means, along with the usage of different kinds of talisman, ye Chuan seize the opportunity to break out of an encirclement time and time again, making horned demon Na Gusi more and more apprehensive as the time passed, so he made up the mind to resolve this in the shortest time possible. If by chance, he alerted the experts of the three great sects on the top of this mountain, then he would be in trouble. The elder of Cloud Mist Sect hadn’t come, but there was still Black Cauldron Sect’s Tuoba Xiong and Five Style Sect’s Elder Tu. Although Na Gusi didn’t fear them, but he also didn’t want any unexpected twist and turns. “Your body, you have fused with Violent Bear approximately fifty-seven years ago.” Ye Chuan didn’t dodge again, merely looking straight at horned demon Na Gusi without any fear, he flatly said. Aggressive horned demon Na Gusi suddenly stopped his steps, and looking surprised, he asked, “How did you know?” “That time, you were very lucky, as you were able to fuse with thousand years Violent Bear, refining Violent Bear’s unique skill. But, at that time, you also left behind a fatal hidden damage. In every overcast and rainy days, your right arm aches very much, isn’t that so?” Ye Chuan flatly said without answering the question of the horned demon, rather continuing to point out his problem. Just a moment ago, he was not only dodging the attack of the horned demon, he was also carefully observing his body. And he was able to discern the hidden trouble on horned demon Na Gusi. After his reincarnation, Ye Chuan had to start his cultivation from the beginning, so his cultivation was limited, but his experience and discernment were still present. “So what? Even if my entire right arm is wasted, you will still not be my opponent!” The complexion of horned demon Na Gusi became ferocious, then he suddenly accelerated wanted to quickly capture Ye Chuan. “Twenty-three years ago, you fuse with a unicorn, inheriting its innate ability which vastly increased your speed, but your left hand was wasted, so you can merely use one hand to fight.” Ye Chuan said. Ferocious Na Gusi suddenly stopped again, then his complexion changed. Saying his secrets once, he could pass it as a wild guess, but Ye Chuan was able to point out his two secrets, this was not simple! “And just recently, you forcibly fused with hundred thousand years Horned Dragon, changing the entire essence blood within your body into the dragon blood. This vastly strengthened your body, but, your two knees however were wasted and you can’t bend them, so even walking is difficult.” Ye Chuan paused for a bit and continued indifferently, “There are many ways for a demonic cultivator to fuse with yao beast, but you choose the simplest and also most dangerous method. Now, you can’t bend your knee, that is a small problem, but very soon, it’s your internal organs turn to be unable to bear the power of hundred thousand years Horned Dragon. The end of your life is already right around the corner, but you are still wandering outside, you are so pitiful and funny!” “If I catch you, I will have many Ghost Talismans, wouldn’t that solve all my problems?” The eyes of horned demon Na Gusi showed ominous glint, then began to advance forward again. “Ghost Talismans can only alleviate and delay the arrival of the end of your end. It merely cures the symptoms, not the disease.” Ye Chuan answered. Horned demon Na Gusi stopped again, then with his green eyes, he firmly stared at Ye Chuan, “Then you say, how can this be treated?” “Look for an immortal pill and swallow it.” Ye Chuan answered. “That’s impossible, in this Wilderness World, immortal pills are already extinct. And if it was available, then you don’t need to say it!” Horned demon shook his head. “Look for an immortal, and ask him to cleanse you muscles and subjugate your marrow.” Ye Chuan continued. Horned demon shook his head once again, and with an ominous glint flashing in his eyes, he said: “Even more impossible, immortals have already disappeared! Brat, are you joking around with me?” “I have a technique, after achieving success in the cultivation of this technique, you don’t need to ask anyone to help, you can resolve it yourself.” Ye Chuan said ignoring the ominous glint of this horned demon. “What technique?” “Nine Transformation Demonic Technique!” Ye Chuan spat out several words, and circulating the Heaven Swallowing Talisman within his body, his body suddenly expanded to three meters, two lumps sprout in his forehead, and he vaguely became somewhat similar to horned demon Na Gusi. And in a blink of an eye, he immediately reverted back to his original state, looking pale and exhausted. It was just a very short time transformation, but that was already enough. The experienced and knowledgeable horned demon Na Gusi suddenly became excited. Nine Transformation Demonic Technique, this was a technique tailor-made for demonic cultivator from the legend. With this technique, he could resolve his heart demon whenever he pleased, fuse with any yao beast, even to the extent of directly evolving to the appearance of yao beasts themselves. This technique was something demonic cultivators yearn for even in their dream. Unfortunately, this technique was long lost in Wilderness World. And suddenly seeing this technique in front of him, horned demon Na Gusi who was nearly at the end of his life was excited like never before. “Don’t be too excited, or your end of life will arrive in advance.” Ye Chuan paused, and said indifferently: “See this mountain gully, if I directly jump down, I will certainly die, and you will also be unable to obtain Nine Transformation Demonic Technique. How about we make a deal?” “What deal?” Horned demon Na Gusi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressing the impulse within his heart. “I will teach you Nine Transformation Demonic Technique, first only the first part, then slowly teach you other parts. But you have to help me do a number of matters.” Ye Chuan calmly said, grasping the treasured possession of horned demon Na Gusi. Nine Transformation Demonic Technique was the dream of horned demon Na Gusi, but was a lifesaving rope for Ye Chuan. With this rope, horned demon Na Gusi will no longer be able to escape his control, as after becoming aware of its benefits, he will fall deeper and deeper. After that, he would tighten up the noose on this horned demon even more. After leaving God Burial Valley, Ye Chuan was lying low in Cloud Mist Sect, not leaving even Cloud Mist Mountain Range. But, his vision was already outside Heavenly Fire Continent, and betting on Dark Moon Continent, he began to lay out the seeds to return to his past pinnacle in the future. Demonic cultivators were fierce, each and every one of them was a great devil that kills people like flies, but using well, they could be a powerful force. Controlling horned demon Na Gusi was the beginning of controlling the power. “Fine, it’s a deal!” Horned demon Na Gusi thought for a bit, and being unable to resist the temptation of Nine Transformation Demonic Technique, he said. “Then listen carefully, now, I will impart the first core law!” Ye Chuan came straight to the point, then confidentially imparted the technique beside the mountain gully. And the vicious and overbearing horned demon Na Gusi also listened with attention. Slowly, the suspicion in his heart disappeared, and was replaced by shock and solemnness. Previous       Main menu      Next Click to Post

Chapter Fifteen: Crown Princess There was actually someone who asked this question at the palace banquet. Was this to make trouble for Xian Junwang Fei, or for the Emperor who had decreed the marriage? No matter what the rumors were, the Emperor “did not know.” He had decreed a marriage under the identity of an elder and out of consideration for Xian Junwang who did not have any parents. If the people in the Imperial House knew of the rumors outside, didn’t it mean they were accusing the Emperor of making terrible matches? Hua Xi Wan raised her head to look at the person who had spoken. It was a matron with white skin and slightly heavyset. The gold hairpins in her hair flashed brightly and added a noble and intimidating air to the matron. “Is Li Yao Furen talking about how the outside speaks of how Junwang Ye treats qiewell?” When she said this, Hua Xi Wan’s face was bashful. “Junwang Ye does treat qiewell.” The matron’s husband, Count Jing Ping’s grandfather had been a junwang. After three generations, they had barely managed to keep their title of count. This was only because the man’s son was favored by the Emperor, so the Emperor had promoted him from third-rank count to first-rank count. This family could only be considered poor imperial relatives compared to the grandness of Xian Junwang Fu. This Jing Ping Countess’s hairpins were clearly common, and the style was that from several years ago. If this was in an average prestigious family, the hairpins would be melted down to new styles and then bestowed to servant girls to play with. Countess Jing Ping hadn’t expected Hua Xi Wan to agree with the rumors. She opened her mouth and wanted to say that this wasn’t what she was asking about, but then she saw the people in the surroundings had strange expressions. Even the people who were on good relations with her were giving her looks. She was unwilling but she couldn’t keep pressing. This world never lacked people without brains, even in the Imperial Family. Hua Xi Wan saw Countess Jing Ping back down, and was too lazy to argue with her in this kind of setting. She pretended nothing had happened, smiled at everyone looking at her, and then lowered her head. This smile caused many people to inhale sharply. Some men who liked beauty even thought that, if Hua Xi Wan smiled at them alone, they would be willing to do anything she wanted. “Drink some digestive tea for your stomach.” Yan Jin Qiu raised his wide sleeve and reached out to pour tea for Hua Xi Wan. It also covered half of the stares in this direction. His actions were flowing, and the tea drew out an elegant curve in the air before it accurately poured into the cup. Not a drop was spilled. Hua Xi Wan picked up the teacup. Even though the tea was still steaming, the cup gave off a feeling of coolness in her hand. She took a sip before putting down the teacup, and looked outside the hall. “The time is late.” This was the time for her sleep. Yan Jin Qiu realized what Hua Xi Wan was thinking about and said in a low voice by her ear, “It will end soon.” Hua Xi Wan smiled and imperceptibly tilted her head to move her ear further away from Yan Jin Qiu’s mouth. Yan Jin Qiu looked at her pearl-in-cage earring as he smiled and poured a cup of wine for himself. As Yan Jin Qiu had predicted, fifteen minutes later, the three most noble people in the Imperial Palace left quickly one after the other. Since the hosts had left, the guests only sat for a while longer before making their farewells. Just as Hua Xi Wan and Yan Jin Qiu were about to get on the carriage, an inner palace attendant rushed and knelt in front of the two with a sandalwood box. “Greetings to Xian Junwang, Xian Junwang Fei. This servant is a personal attendant of the Crown Prince Fu, Yang Neng. The Crown Princess saw you and instantly felt you were like an old friend, so she specially ordered this servant to deliver some playthings to Xian Junwang Fei.” During the entire banquet, other than when they first exchanged greetings, when were they like friends? Hua Xi Wan looked at the sandalwood boxes embedded with pearls, nodded and then said with a smile, “Her Highness the Crown Princess is really too polite, subject-wife is afraid.” Yang Neng saw that Hua Xi Wan had not shown any surprise at receiving special treatment from the Crown Princess, and guessed that while this Xian Junwang Feiwas not an extremely smart woman, she was steady. He gave the box to Hua Xi Wan’s personal servant girl, Bai Xia, and then bowed. “This servant has done as the Crown Princess has said—thousand gold cannot buy a true friend; it is the greatest fortune to see Xian Junwang Fei as an old friend. These little things are just dead objects for people to play with and are not worth a mention.” Since the other was persisting in giving the objects, Hua Xi Wan did not resist. After exchanging some more courtesies with this Yang Neng, she stepped onto the stool and into the carriage. When the carriage left the palace gates, Hua Xi Wan didn’t even look at the things inside the sandalwood box. She said in a tone resonating with hatred, “Lock this up when we get home, and don’t even mention this to me.” Even though Yang Neng kept on mentioning the Crown Princess, she was certain that the one who was sending the gifts was not the Crown Princess but someone else. Sending her something in front of Yan Jin Qiu, was this looking down on Yan Jin Qiu or trying to disgust her? Hua Xi Wan fiddled with the jade bangle on her wrist and tried to smooth her temper. She said hatefully in a low voice, “A dog.” Yan Jin Qiu put a hand on the back of hers and laughed lightly. “He really is a dog.” And a dog who would not have any children. He raised the curtain and looked outside. The carriage had already entered the main avenues of Jing. The noisy crowds along the streets gave people the feeling of prosperity. “Is the outside beautiful?” Yan Jin Qiu turned his head and saw Hua Xi Wan lazily leaning on the cushion. She was asking about the outside, but there wasn’t any curiosity on her face. “Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, all the emotions are there.” Yan Jin Qiu put down the curtain and suddenly said, “Has Xi Wan ever seriously thought about truly seeing the thoughts of these people?” Hua Xi Wan lay on the back cushions and didn’t care about Yan Jin Qiu’s question. “From the side, a whole range; from the end, a single peak “far, near, high, low; no two parts alike. “Why can’t I tell the true shape of Mount Lu? “Because I myself am in the mountain. “What does Jin Qiu think about this poem?” Yan Jin Qiu’s eyes changed slightly, and then he smiled. “What does Xi Wan mean?” Hua Xi Wan adjusted her position and said lazily, “Just what the poem means. I’m just one of the many people; I cannot even see myself clearly, and never thought about looking at others.” “Xi Wan is simple and straightforward.” Yan Jin Qiu stared at her eyes. “Then has Xi Wan ever thought that the scenery at the highest place is different?” “Of course it is different, tall mountains and strong winds.” Hua Xi Wan yawned and said with half-lidded eyes, “If you are going to sightsee next time, prepare thick clothing for me, don’t let me get cold or hungry—then I can accompany you.” Yan Jin Qiu had a complex expression as he looked at Hua Xi Wan who was resting with her eyes closed. A moment later, he laughed. “You are the woman I’m closest to in this life. How can I bear for you to endure hardship and tiredness?” Hua Xi Wan’s eyelids moved but did not open. The carriage continued to move. As it swayed, Hua Xi Wan gradually slipped into sleep. 孤 gu: how a king or crown prince refers to himself, similar to zhenfor the emperor. Inside the Crown Prince Fu, the Crown Prince looked impatiently at the old Imperial Doctor who was taking his pulse. “A check-up and medicine every day, yet gu has not seen any effects.” Hearing this, the Imperial Doctor went back two steps and knelt on the ground. “Your Highness, your liver and kidneys are weak and should not use wine. Today…” “All right, gu knows how gu’s body is.” The Crown Prince stood and looked with a dark expression at the old Imperial Doctor who was shaking. “You do not need to speak more. Leave.” The old Imperial Doctor wanted to advise, but when he saw the Crown Prince’s ugly expression, he suppressed the urge. The Crown Prince was at a prime age and had a high demand in certain areas. But for children, he should rest and nurture his body, drink less, and restrain himself from bedroom matters. But the Crown Prince was one who did what he wanted. What ability did he have to persuade such a person? Coming out of the inner rooms, the old Imperial Doctor saw the Crown Princess come with a few palace attendants. Before he finished his bow, one of the Crown Princess’ palace attendants came to support him. “Imperial Doctor He does not need to be so courteous. How is the Crown Prince’s body?” Compared to the lack of etiquette from the Crown Prince, the Crown Princess appeared easy to talk to and gentle. “Is there a good turn?” Hearing this, Imperial Doctor He said, “Your Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince is just slightly over twenty, and at a good time in life. If he could drink less and rest, it would be more beneficial for having children.” After the Crown Princess heard this, she had servants see Imperial Doctor He out with a smile on her face. Inside, she sighed. The Crown Prince was like this, and because the Crown Prince had disregarded her a few times, she, the Crown Princess, had lost her authority in front of the other women in the Crown Prince’s palace a long time ago. How could she persuade the Crown Prince to change his attitude? Previous          Main menu          Next Click to Post