Chapter Sixty-Nine: The You Dynasty Of The Past
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“Is it really so difficult to kill someone?”
Ye Xinhe thought of the news coming back from the Qin Chu border, and that person that even Ye Xiao was trying to imprison at the cost of his life. He felt that Yuanwu had spoken the truth. Adding on that even though he had calculated many times but Baili Suxue still fled out of his range, he sighed inexplicably.
The enormous Nether dragon’s body fell from the sky, crashing in the imperial palace, the last cold energy coming off its body and sweeping all of the imperial city.
The imperial palace was in ruins, many cultivators trembling because of the cold currents. They did not know what to do, and seemed to be in a dream.
“Can we escape?” Pan Ruoye looked at Baili Suxue who was moving with the wind in the streets and holding her with one hand, saying with a struggle in a soft whisper.
“Yes,” Baili Suxue said simply and with confidence.
Pan Ruoye sensed the movement of energies in his body and felt even more bitter. “If this keeps on going, you will be crippled.”
Baili Suxue knew better than Pan Ruoye that if he kept on burning lifebond energy like this would cause his energy sea to dry up, and because most of his meridians had cracked in the previous battle, they were burning and shrinking like candle wicks right now.
But his expression was still calm to a degree that Pan Ruoye could not understand. Hearing Pan Ruoye’s words, he just looked ahead and said, “Cripple or not is just a question whether one can use the sword. As long as I am living, if I can use the sword, then I will not be a cripple.”
Pan Ruoye admitted inside that his words had some truth, but she could not help but shake her head slightly and said, “There is also Huang Zhenwei.”
“Not just Huang Zhenwei, but also Shen Xuan,” Baili Suxue said, glancing at her.
Pan Ruoye said, “I do not mean that.”
“You do mean that.” Baili Suxue said, “You say Huang Zhenwei because you feel that we cannot hide from him and he has the ability to find us, but he will not.”
Pan Ruoye stilled. “Why?” She could not understand this, but that mountainous and vast power falling from the sky was clearly from Huang Zhenwei, and at the last moment, it had been Huang Zhenwei and Ye Xinhe working together to kill Baili Suxue.
Baili Suxue paid the price of the Nether dragon to flee from Ye Xinhe’s senses. If Huang Zhenwei had been like Ye Celeng and the others, on the side of the Ba Mountain Sword Field, why had he acted just now?
“There is not much killing intent in his attack,” Baili Suxue said naturally. “I could sense it.”
Pan Ruoye was stunned for a long moment and could not help but ask, “Then what about Shen Xuan?”
“From when he came back to Changling from the ancestral mountain, I know which side he is on.” Baili Suxue said, “As someone who Zheng Xiu raised up, he should have appeared earlier than Ye Xinhe, right with Huang Daochen. But he did not. Either he fled or he went to do something else.”
Pan Ruoye took a deep breath. She looked in shock at Baili Suxue, and finally understood what kind of preparations he had made to complete this assassination.
“Just one step away. No one had expected the lotus seeds had such an ability. Each year, Jiaodong Commandery sought many spirit medicines from overseas, but many spirit medicines disappeared without a trace. Thinking about it now, she used them in the spirit veins,” she said thoughtfully. Baili Suxue’s calmness and natural ease caused her to not care about the surrounding environment. It seemed like to her, this was not a city filled with danger at every place, but she was talking with him in a calm part of Min Mountain.
“By Wang Jingmeng’s good fortune, she got some things left behind by the You Dynasty,” Baili Suxue said in disdain. “She herself has no such methods.”
“You Dynasty?” Pan Ruoye felt that in her talk with Baili Suxue, her knowledge was shallow. At this time, she felt her eyelids were very heavy, her body felt very cold and even numb. She knew that Baili Suxue was deliberately saying things to her that would be very fascinating for cultivators, to avoid her going to sleep and never waking up.
“The You Dynasty was finally breached, and the once invincible You Emperor was killed in the imperial palace. The Nine Death Silkworm, of course, could land in the hands of the powerful enemies that destroyed the You Dynasty.”
Baili Suxue continued with ease. “While it is almost not recorded, it is possible to know this even without guessing. What Wang Jingmeng got during his cultivation is not the legendary inheritance of the You Emperor, what he received was actually the enemy of the You Dynasty…… the sect that killed the You Dynasty. In the ruins of the sect, other than the methods of the sect itself, there were many things coming from the You Dynasty imperial palace, including the Nine Death Silkworm.”
“The reason I know this is because I am Wang Jingmeng’s best friend. I even got some things from the You Dynasty, including this Nether dragon.” Baili Suxue felt Pan Ruoye’s shock but he still kept on talking. “Zheng Xiu was once Wang Jingmeng’s lover. Of course she knows many secrets of the You Dynasty.”
“Can the Nine Death Silkworm really come back to life, and let people be reborn?” Pan Ruoye’s body shook. The shock drove away her sleepiness, and made her alert.
Baili Suxue shook his head simply. “I do not know.”
Pan Ruoye tried to widen her eyes at him, looking like an innocent young girl right now.
“Up until now, maybe Zheng Xiu still hates him, hating him for not telling her the secret of the Nine Death Silkworm. In reality, he did not even tell me, because in his view, the Nine Death Silkworm is very dangerous and unpredictable.”
Baili Suxue said coolly, “This thing is such a great temptation but with unknown consequences. The best way is to not touch it. So while I was not in contact with him after that, I think, with the kind of person he is…… he must have only tried in the end when he was close to death. As to the result, only he knows.”
“You are not angry and disappointed at all?” Pan Ruoye looked at Baili Suxue who appeared very calm and inexplicably could not help but ask.
“I dragged most of her power to Changling and Min Mountain, and I finally learned the use of the spirit lotuses from that spring of hers. Also, I learned how many people are enemies. In other words, she likes to always keep a trick up her sleeve, and this time, I learned all her tricks. After this battle, how will she interact with the Yuanwu? Even though I did not directly kill her, what do you think of her situation?” Baili Suxue narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly, “In my view, events are developing in a direction favorable to us. Now, there are only two things I cannot understand. Why is Ye Xinhe so faithful to her, and why does she have such confidence that they can quickly defeat the Chu Dynasty. Why?”
Translator Ramblings: I can’t remember if I ever mentioned the “you” in “You Dynasty” is more like “yo” with a long o, rather than pronounced “u.”
Volume 3 69 - Death
The field was silent. The light of Min Mountain Sword Sect’s green jade doors fell on Ding Ning and the others, causing their figures to appear more dazzling.
In reality, all of the participants were looking at Ding Ning who had entered last.
This young Changling youth did not have especially great cultivation, but had always shone since he joined White Goat Cave. The wine shop youth was able to even overshine the other geniuses. The students all had different thoughts and opinions.
But looking at Ding Ning who was silently helping Xue Wangxu, all of these students felt slightly anxious, and an inexplicable danger.
Gu Xichun was standing at the centre of the students’ group. In his view, since Ding Ning could rank so high in the Book of Talents, this meant that Ding Ning would not be eliminated early on. He was not in a hurry to fight Ding Ning.
Not even in a hurry to see Ding Ning.
Yet, when Ding Ning arrived, he seemed to have magic to pull everybody’s attention over.
He looked at Ding Ning. He looked at Xue Wangxu by Ding Ning’s side. His eyes, that were in shadow, gave off a strange color as though there was pine oil burning and billowing with smoke in his eyes.
Beside Gu Xichun was a teacher from the Shadow Mountain Sword Cave. This was the sect uncle who was always concerned the most with Gu Xichun’s cultivation. After Gu Xichun obtained astounding comprehension, his sect uncle’s status in Shadow Mountain Sword Cave had greatly elevated, and he accompanied Gu Xichun at important events like this.
Sensing the abnormality of Gu Xichun next to him, this middle-aged teacher frowned slightly. He warned in a soft voice, “Do not keep this on your mind. This person has rebelled against the empress. He will not obtain anything in the Min Mountain Sword Trials. After the trials, he will naturally fade out of view.”
Gu Xichun was aware of the good intentions of this sect uncle. His expression eased slightly, and he slowly said, “If he is fated to be a meteor, I hope that this meteor will end at my hands. This way, his light will increase color for me.”
“It will be good if there is a chance. But do not be too obsessed over matters.” This middle-aged teacher of Shadow Mountain Sword Cave nodded and glanced at Xue Wangxu. He said with slight sympathy, “When one is too stubborn, one will end up like Xue Wangxu.”
Many looked at Xue Wangxu with some regret, and even sympathy.
When one was above realm seven, one was a grandmaster.
How great was the accomplishment in reaching realm seven? But a true realm seven grandmaster could not even achieve his wish of seeing his closest students perform in the Min Mountain Sword Trials.
Most people present were certain that Xue Wangxu would die before the Min Mountain Sword Trials formally began.
Before the Min Mountain Sword Trials started, the Holy One had to worship the ancestors, and establish the crown prince.
Most even doubted if Xue Wangxu could last until the Holy One finished the ceremony.
Nangong Caishu was a student of Green Vine Sword School. After He Zhaoxi moved forward, she did not hesitate and walked over to next to Ding Ning.
Xie Changsheng did not think too much when he acted, so he moved without hesitation as well.
This time, Xie Rou did not stop him.
When the husband sang, the wife followed. She had sworn to marry Ding Ning. While Ding Ning did not recognize her oath, she would follow Ding Ning no matter what dangerous thing he was doing.
Xu Heshan hesitated slightly but still walked to Nangong Caishu’s side.
These people, including Zhang Yi and Shen Yi, formed a small group isolated from the surrounding people.
Because they were a hand few, they did not appear tragic, but just slightly sad.
“There is not much time.”
From the moment they had walked into the green jade doors of Min Mountain Sword Sect, Ding Ning had maintained his silence. At this time, he was at the end of the group. He let He Zhaoxi take all of Xue Wangxu’s weight and then seriously said by Xue Wangxu’s ear. “Because I will help White Goat Cave get first, this disciple cannot accompany you on this last journey.”
Xue Wangxu was struggling to breathe at this moment. But when he heard Ding Ning’s words, he still squeezed out a smile and said gently, “I will go in peace.”
“Eldest Sect Brother, accompany the Cave Master on this last journey.”
Ding Ning gave his position to Zhang Yi and bowed deeply to Xue Wangxu.
Before anyone could speak, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Nangong Caishu, Xie Changsheng and the others did not understand the true meaning of Ding Ning and Xue Wangxu’s conversation. But the moment Ding Ning closed his eyes, they were stunned.
In their senses, the moment Ding Ning closed his eyes, his body became an absolutely still pond. Many wondrous energies flowed through the pond. There were many things in the world they could not see or even feel flowing into this pond.
This was cultivation.
Even cultivators of realm five or six would require a certain amount of time to calm their minds and enter this kind of internal state. But Ding Ning did not need any time to prepare. He managed to enter their cultivation state the moment he closed his eyes.
This was an impossible fete, yet it had occurred right before their very eyes.
Other than this, they were even more shocked as they could sense Ding Ning’s body was extremely drained. He was so drained that not just all of the water had been expelled from his pond, even most moisture in the wet soil had been pressed out.
“Someone forced Ding Ning to run out of his vital energy.”
Xie Changsheng’s expression grew dark. He took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Yi and Shen Yi, asking, “What happened?”
Shen Yi’s eyes turned red. He wanted to say something, but Zhang Yi answered in a trembling voice, “This is none of your business.”
“What do you mean none of my business?”
Xie Changsheng knew Zhang Yi’s good intentions but couldn’t help but shout in fury. “We are standing by you. Is this none of our business?”
“Stop fighting.”
Shen Yi spoke up.
Xie Changsheng turned in even more furious. He wanted to ask Shen Yi what he had done as a student of the White Goat Cave, but the moment he turned around, he could no longer speak.
All the people around him were unable to speak.
Because Xue Wangxu’s mouth was open but he couldn’t make a sound.
This old man seemed to want to say something, but was now unable to. In the end, he only showed a small helpless smile.
At this time, a silent throbbing came from ahead.
Solemn music played on the sacrificial altar on the mountain path ahead.
Xie Changsheng suddenly looked up.
He knew that Emperor Yuanwu would appear next. At this time, he should be like the surrounding students, looking on with heated gazes and filled with respect. However, at this time, his eyes were filled with anger, as though he wanted to vent the fire towards the sacrificial altar in his sight.
There were many people kneeling on the sacrificial altar like an ocean.
Emperor Yuanwu walked calmly and confidently, holding a gold slip, towards the forefront of the altar.
Fu Su, dressed grandly, walked several feet behind him. Following Fu Su were numerous cultivators in indigo robes.
When that golden figure appeared in sight, all of the students in front of the mountain path felt the stabbing pain in their eyes alleviate. There seemed to be an unusually vast and gentle presence that had shrouded the sword essence of Min Mountain like an invisible umbrella.
Their own sense of that power and the status of that bright yellow figure caused most students’ excitement and awe to reach a peak. Cheers rose again and again.
The bright yellow figure on the altar did not stop the sounds. He started to recite the litany to the heavens, and did not even change his usual way of talking.
Yet, nothing in the mountains could cover up his voice.
Each word from his lips clearly passed into every person’s ears.
The moment he had said the first word, the sunlight seemed to become brighter.
Each person’s body seemed to have a layer of gold.
But Xue Wangxu’s light faded from his eyes. He wasn’t able to hear Emperor Yuanwu’s Heaven Worshipping litany.
At this time, he had peacefully passed on.
Ding Ning did not hear Emperor Yuanwu’s recitation as well.
He forgot everything and cultivated to replenish his vital energy.
Zhang Yi and Shen Yi also did not hear Emperor Yuanwu’s recitation. They were completely taken over by immense grief.
At the back of the altar, when he heard his name mentioned, Fu Su, now the crown prince, tried his best to look down.
He wanted to see where Ding Ning was.
But the distance was too great, he could not see what was happening below and where Ding Ning and the others were.
Translator Ramblings: Goodbye Xue Wangxu.
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