Translator: Myriea_ActiasLuna Editor: Nou
As Fang Xing held up the jade-boned umbrella and instilled it with Qi, a large number of spells began to appear. Defensive formations formed in layers one after another to thoroughly protect the person behind the paper umbrella, but Prince Chu Huangâs lance instantly activated and pierced through the surface of that umbrella, tearing steadily through the layers of the formations. A battle lance soaked in the blood and flesh of royalty was simply too powerful, and even Fang Xing whoâd prepared for it was pushed back by its great force.
In mere moments, no fewer than nine formations had been pierced by this lance, and yet it still didnât stop and continued on through the paper umbrella completely. Fang Xingâs gaze chilled and his palm closed over the point of the lance as it neared his heart, but by this point the lanceâs power had already been used up.
âThe Tenra UmbrellaâŚ.â Prince Chu Huangâs pupils dilated and he showed a strong hatred before suddenly turning to flee. He hadnât noticed until now that the umbrella in Fang Xingâs hands was the Ancient tool heâd given to his little sister, Chu Ci. Heâd pretended to be crazy and launched a surprise attack, yet that umbrella managed to save the bratâs life. The power of the battle lance was nearly completely gone after that attack, and with that little demon grasping it in such a manner, there was no way for Prince Chu Huang to continue fighting. He instead gathered up his remaining Qi and tried to seize his chance to escape by tearing away the black smog with a golden light and flying out.
âBastard, you think you can escape?â Fang Xing growled and started chasing closely behind. The golden crow beneath him was extremely fastâmany times faster than heâd been in the Qing-Yun Sectâand was like a golden cloud as he caused the distance to quickly shrink.
Prince Chu Huang hurriedly fled from the black smog, but before he could breathe in relief, he saw the extremely vicious Fang Xing heading towards him. âYouâve already caused so much trouble for yourself! How dare you want to kill me; do you want to offend our Chu royal clan as well?â he loudly screamed in terror. There was already the hint of a plea to be spared in his voice, but he had always been a proud person and couldnât truly say it directly.
âIâve already made myself so many enemies, am I really scared of adding your Chu clan to my list?â Fang Xing shouted. âI already considered letting you go! You were the one who sought your own death, so how can you fault me for this?â As he shouted, the golden crow flew even faster.
âI cannot die. How can Iâthe princeâdie here?â Prince Chu Huang shouted in anguish, only to have a sudden thought and head towards the ground instead. Fang Xingâs murderous intent was clear by now, and there was only one person whoâd be able to save his life.
âChu Ci, help meâŚ..â Prince Chu Huang was like a golden ray of light as he drew closer to a group of white-robed Spirit Stage disciples below. The disciples wore clothing of the Snowy Mountain, and inside the black horse carriage was a purple-dressed little girlâhis little sister, Chu Ci.
Chu Ci had been speaking with Ying Qiaoqiao, but she raised her face immediately when she heard those cries for help and was extremely surprised to see how defeated her brother looked. âRoyal Big BrotherâŚ.â
Prince Chu Huang was overjoyed to see Chu Ci and continued rushing forwardâin his mind, the only thing that would be able to save his life right now was this burdensome sister of his. âChu Ci, hurry, help meâŚ.â Heâd seen with his own eyes how Chu Ci had been escorted to the innermost depths of the Mysterious Domain by this little demon, and not only was she unharmed, the wounds sheâd had at the small stone bridge were almost completely cured as well, meaning the little demon had taken good care of her. Furthermore, the little demon had prevented her from being slapped at the Chaotic Stone Valleyâs entrance, which meant she occupied at least some part of that little demonâs heart. Hopefully this little demon whoâd vowed to kill him would spare his life in the end, even if only for the sake of his little sister!
Just as he was about to reach Chu Ci, however, he felt a sense of extreme danger as a golden light and cloud bore down upon him.
âDonât⌠donât kill me!â Chu Huang could only shout in terror. He desperately tried to turn amidst his yell, but the golden cloud was just too fast and the person on top of it was too vicious. Before Chu Huang was able to turn around, a chill pressed against his back andâ splurt âa golden battle lance pierced straight through his chest, holding him in place a mere ten feet away from Chu Ci.
Prince Chu Huangâs gaze began to fade as he turned. His expression was as though crying, yet there was a smile on his face as blood began to fill his nostrils and mouth. âHow⌠how can you be so ruthless?â
âIâm not used to being merciful!â Fang Xing replied with a stern expression. He shook the battle lance and the great power exploded, pulverizing Prince Chu Huang into a bloody mist. As the mist began to scatter, he noticed the dumbstruck look of Chu Ci below as well as the hateful look of Ying Qiaoqiao, causing a bizarre feeling to form in his heart as though it had been roughly stabbed a few times.
Fang Xingâs mind quickly turned and he decided he should probably do something. After a brief moment of silence, he showed an extremely exaggerated and conceited smile and proclaimed, âHaha, you bunch of trash from the Snowy Mountain dare try to fight me? First it was that useless trashed named Fang Xiaojiu, then it was this golden turtle egg of a bastard. How dare you try to provoke me? All of you will need to dieâŚ.â
âWhat the hell are you playing at, Fang Xing?â Ye Guâyin suddenly shouted from the side. Sheâd been wounded by Fang Xing and hadnât entered the black smog again, but she was fully aware Fang Xing was also Fang Xiaojiu. Sheâd been one of the people next to Prince Chu Huang whoâd encircled Fang Xing, and when Prince Chu Huang asked his questions, sheâd heard it as wellâ she understood completely Fang Xiaojiu and Fang Xing were one and the same. âHurry and give me back myââ
âStupid bi*ch, you want to be the third one?â Fang Xingâs gaze was like a bolt of lightning as he looked towards her. His hand clawed at the air and he grabbed ahold of her with an invisible force that quickly brought her into the sky.
Ye Guâyin struggled but unexpectedly wasnât able to resist it, and even Hou Guimen beside her didnât have enough time to react. Within mere moments, Fang Xing had brought Ye Guâyin close while Hou Guimen chased after them, but once Fang Xing brought her inside the black smog, Hou Guimen ended up ensnared in a gathering of beast spirits and couldnât continue.
âBastard, go for it if you want to kill me!â Despite being caught, Ye Guâyin was as arrogant as ever; rather than begging for mercy, she actually began to curse instead.
âI wonât kill you, and I will return your Phoenix-Fear to you, but I will need your help to prove something,â Fang Xing calmly said while tossing over her Phoenix-Fear Guqin.
Ye Guâyin accepted the instrument in disbelief before sneering. âYouâre begging me for help?â
Fang Xing tilted his head towards her and smiled. âIâm not begging you, Iâm helping you. Iâm sure you also know the enmity between me and the Huangfu clan has been set in stone, and this would assuredly have implications for the Snowy Mountain. If you are smart, you wonât let others know who Fang Xiaojiu is. Remember this: Fang Xiaojiu is Fang Xiaojiu, Fang Xing is Fang Xing. Fang Xiaojiu was killed by Fang XingâŚ.â As he spoke, his gaze chilled further. âSince you were so certain the little demon you saw before was real, donât go back on your words now!â
Ye Guâyin was surprised but let out a cold laugh. âHow could a secret like this possibly survive scrutiny?â
âWhether it can be kept a secret isnât important. This can be considered my compensation to the Snowy MountainâŚ.â Fang Xing laughed before continuing, âAs a reward, once Iâve entered the Sword Mound, you can choose a Sword Embryo!â
Ye Guâyin bit her lip, unable to decide so readily.
âWe were going to do that anyway!â a voice suddenly rose up as someone entered the black smog. The voice belonged to a woman holding a bloodied longsword and wearing snow-white clothingânone other than Xiao Xue. This extremely combative woman had just managed to fight to her satisfaction and was about to leave, only to stop when she saw Ye Guâyin being caught. Hou Guimenâs battle prowess wasnât enough to get through the entanglement of beast spirits, but she on the other hand was able to get rid of them to come here.
âThe problems you have caused are simply too large, and not even Snowy Mountain can protect you anymore. Given this situation, Fang Xiaojiu is Fang Xiaojiu, the disciple of our Snowy Mountain; Fang Xing is Fang Xing, that infamous little demon of Jambu. This would be the best result!â Xiao Xue came closer and softly said, âEven if there are some gaps in the story, Iâm sure our shifus will all find some evidence to prove you two are different people!â
âThat would be bestâŚ.â With that, Fang Xing turned without anything more to say. In the beginning, something like hiding his identity wasnât something he even considered, but the gazes of those two girls had caused him to have such ideas. He didnât know whether it was possible to keep the truth hiddenâwhat Ye Guâyin said was true, and it wouldnât be difficult for people to realize Fang Xing and Fang Xiaojiu were the same person if they investigated itâbut he didnât care about that. What mattered wasnât whether someone might be able to find the connection, but if it was enough to keep those two girls from knowing.
It could be said Fang Xing had his own form of mercy, and this was the fullest extent of it.
âOiâŚ.â After Fang Xing turned to leave, Xiao Xue smiled. âShidi Fang, you still owe me a battle!â
Fang Xing paused in his footsteps and smiled back. âIt is Fang Xiaojiu that owes you, not me!â Then, he dashed back into the depths of the black smog with a laugh and no longer looked back.
Once Fang Xing disappeared into the black smog once more, Fang Xiaojiu was truly dead.