Chapter 14 This Male Lead is Really Hard to Kill (14) I can attest that he is...
The Three Lives Stone is not an ordinary stone, but a magical artifact.
The person who can insert a sword into a stone from such a distance must possess profound cultivation.
However, the security measures for the marriage ceremony were quite tight, and there were very few people who could cause trouble on the spot. But this behavior was undoubtedly a public slap in the face to the Demon Palace.
Immediately someone shouted: "An assassination attempt!"
Feng Fuli's face was so dark it could drip water, not because of anything else, but because someone dared to disrupt his event on such an important occasion, which was simply a provocation!
After screaming, Tu Mi managed to remain calm, leaning against her maid with a pale face.
Before Fu Li could order the guards to apprehend the murderer, the other party jumped out on his own.
"How could Your Majesty's marriage ceremony be complete without me?" With a resounding voice, a man dressed in bright red brocade robes flew down from a distant rooftop and came into view.
The ceremony was held at the highest point of Wuxu Peak, and not far from the viewing area was a cliff. The bottom of the cliff was filled with demonic energy and teeming with poisonous insects, making it a natural chasm.
The red figure swept past the viewing area and landed not far from the cliff, its smiling eyes gazing intently at the man on the high platform.
Many people immediately recognized him---
"There is no wind."
"Isn't this the Left Protector, Wufeng?"
Wu Feng's face was slightly pale, and the scabs had been washed away. But his handsome face and sharp eyes had changed from their usual brilliance, becoming gloomy and indifferent, as if a dark flame was gathering within them.
He wore a bright red robe, a stark contrast to his usual style, resembling the attire of a groom at a wedding in the mortal realm. His jet-black hair was simply tied up with a red ribbon.
If an ordinary person saw this, they would only marvel at how dashing and stunningly handsome young man he was.
However, at this moment, a fire burned in his deep eyes, making it impossible to tell whether it was hatred or pain. A smile remained on his lips, making him appear both handsome and mad.
The group from Guiyan Sect standing in the audience changed their expressions immediately upon seeing the boy's face.
Seeing this, Fu Li's expression darkened slightly.
He knew that Wufeng did not approve of him marrying the Demon Queen, but he regarded the other party's behavior as the unreasonable type of crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide. He did not expect that he would cause trouble.
He took a few steps in his black boots to the edge of the platform, facing the windless direction.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he didn't want to make a scene. Even though this Demon Queen wasn't his original intention to marry, the Demon Lord, who always valued his reputation, would never tolerate anyone causing trouble in public. So he transmitted his voice to the other party, saying, "Wu Feng! What are you doing?! You were the one who wanted to kneel there in the first place, it wasn't me who forced you, don't embarrass me here!"
Even now, he still thinks he's just throwing a childish tantrum.
A fleeting, unintentional sadness crossed Wu Feng's eyes, directed at both Fu Li and himself.
He opened his mouth, his voice amplified by his cultivation, clear as a spring flowing over rocks, yet carrying endless sorrow:
“I have imagined the scene of marrying Your Majesty countless times. It must have been a grand occasion with phoenixes roaring and dragons singing, and a gathering of distinguished guests. And that is indeed the case. However, it is not I who will be the one to marry Your Majesty.”
His eyes reflected the man's image, and a pathetic expectation welled up in his usually clear and bright, puppy-like eyes: "I thought that Your Excellency would still have some place for me in your heart. After countless nights we've spent together, you must have developed some feelings for me. But I never imagined it was just wishful thinking on my part." As he spoke, he lowered his eyes, and the corner of his eye twitched slightly, as if mocking himself.
Before everyone's eyes, in the next moment, he suddenly conjured a dagger from demonic energy in his hand. Before anyone could even panic, the boy flicked his finger, turned the blade towards his abdomen, and thrust it straight in, instantly slicing through his dantian.
In an instant, a bead shimmering with purple light was dug out and fell to the ground, causing blood to gush out.
He actually dug out the demon core!
Immediately, some people exclaimed in surprise, but what shocked them even more was that Wufeng did all this with a smile on his face, as if he felt no pain, and continued to look in the same direction with a smile.
"My demon core was formed because His Majesty protected me. Since His Majesty no longer intends to take me, it should be discarded as well."
"My cultivation, my techniques, everything I am, exists only because of Your Excellency. But Your Excellency despises me. Since that's the case, I will return it all to Your Excellency!"
As he spoke, the blade flowed downwards, mercilessly severing his Achilles tendon, cutting off all the meridians in his lower body, and then the tendons in his left hand.
Finally, he used the demonic blade to pierce the sea of consciousness and picked out a dark golden nascent soul, which was stained with blood and fell into a patch of dark red soil.
After doing all this, Wufeng was covered in blood, but his face, as pale as paper, remained handsome, with a warm yet eerie smile.
With the demonic core shattered and the nascent soul dead, this was a death sentence.
The boy's voice was extremely weak and could no longer be heard on the other end. But Fu Li's cultivation level still allowed him to hear it: "I have repaid what Your Excellency gave me. As for the debt of gratitude, I'm afraid I can never repay it in this lifetime."
"From now on you can marry anyone, but you will never forget today, and you will never forget me." A kind of obsessive confidence appeared on his face.
Gradually, his vision was obscured by the gloom, but his eyes still gazed affectionately at the dark figure in the distance that was no longer clearly visible. One could imagine the anger or shock that those beautiful, captivating fox eyes would show.
Just like when emotions run deep, being gazed at by those eyes that are like autumn waters, Wu Feng always feels a kind of illusion of being loved.
He let his body fall backward, even though he knew that behind him lay an endless abyss.
Sunlight streamed into his eyes, creating a white light. In this light, he saw Feng Fuli—she possessed his aloof and noble demeanor, yet also an uncontrollable passion. Finally, his gaze settled on her bright and alluring eyes. This time, Wufeng saw clearly that those eyes held neither heart nor emotion.
Darkness engulfed him.
On the high platform, Fu Li witnessed the entire process in shock.
Wu Feng's madness that emanated from his very bones and his self-harming behavior that resulted in rivers of blood left him stunned, so much so that he could only watch helplessly as the crimson figure plummeted into the abyss, unable to react in time.
Only a small pool of blood, still clinging to the cliff edge, remained.
The elixir is removed, the infant is destroyed, and all tendons and veins are severed.
Below the cliff lies a deep abyss shrouded in malevolent energy; falling in almost certainly results in certain death.
Fu Li was stunned, standing there dumbfounded, her heart pounding with panic.
Oh no, the male lead is dead. Is the damn system going to hold him responsible and give him a full-body electroshock therapy?
However, after waiting for a long time, a fierce wind howled across the mountaintop, bringing a suffocatingly cold chill, and everyone fell silent.
The system's punishment did not come as expected; it didn't even utter a single curse.
And so, everyone saw the Demon Lord standing motionless in place, like a finely crafted statue. His usually nonchalant and languid expression now showed astonishment, and he remained speechless for a long time.
He didn't speak, and no one dared to utter a sound.
Most of the people present knew about the Demon Lord and the Left Protector Wufeng's affair.
So the current situation is like "a lover who is obsessed with someone being betrayed, cuts off his own path to life and commits suicide for love, and the esteemed person, thinking of the past relationship, is overwhelmed with grief and stands there in a daze."
What a complex and tangled love drama! It's both regrettable and praiseworthy for onlookers.
Just then, several people dressed as righteous cultivators quietly left the crowd and disappeared without a trace.
Fu Li was still debating whether to chase after the male lead to the bottom of the cliff and rescue him, hoping to save his life.
But the system remained as silent as if it were dead, and did not order him to save the male protagonist's life as before.
Fu Li couldn't help but wonder—was the male lead really dead?!
Finally, he couldn't help but poke the system: "Hey, you saw it too, he stabbed himself, he jumped off the cliff on his own, I didn't even touch him. If he dies, don't blame me."
The system only responded with: 【Heh.】
It sounded like a chilling sarcasm.
Fu Li wasn't sure what he meant, and asked somewhat guiltily, "Hey, didn't you say that if the male lead died, we'd be ejected from the small world? Why hasn't anything changed?"
System: [Heh.]
Fu Li: "..."
"Say something! What exactly happened?!"
【Heh.】
Since the system remained silent, Fu Li could only proceed according to his own ideas.
Below the abyss, monsters roam freely, and demonic energy rages. Falling from such a height would surely kill him. Moreover, if he were still alive, why wouldn't that dog of a system threaten him with "electric shock healing" to force him to go down and save people immediately?
Fu Li became even more certain: the male protagonist was probably already dead.
But when the male protagonist died, he was not ejected from the small world as the system had said.
Fu Li immediately realized—ah, the damn system was lying after all! Even if the chosen one dies, the small world will still function normally and won't exclude them!
Thinking of Wufeng's death, Fu Li felt a pang of sadness, but more than anything, she felt a sense of relief at having no worries.
In that case, no one with cultivation comparable to his will appear for at least a thousand years. Moreover, the small world won't forcibly eject him, so wouldn't he be able to continue enjoying himself in this world without having to worry about being attacked and brought down every day?
Fu Li thought indifferently: "Wu Feng, it's not that I want you to die. It's just that your death would maximize my benefits. May you be reborn into a better life, not some chosen one of destiny; your life is too bitter."
After a moment, Feng Fuli came to her senses.
With a flick of his sleeve, he turned around and announced, "The ceremony continues!"
He then resumed his dignified, aloof, and solemn demeanor, as if what had just happened was insignificant, and the boy's suicide by jumping off the cliff was nothing more than a trivial episode.
Seeing how swiftly he turned around, without even sending anyone down to look for the Left Protector, everyone couldn't help but marvel at the Demon Lord's ruthlessness.
But no one really found it incredible. After all, it was perfectly normal for someone with such profound cultivation as the Venerable One, who had reached the pinnacle of the cultivation world, to have someone fall into madness for love and commit suicide by jumping off a cliff.
The Great Way is impartial; anyone who values love and desire more than life itself is truly foolish.
A note from the author:
By now, everyone should have realized that Fu Li is a staunch egoist who believes in the adage "every man for himself." But he's having his fun now; the male protagonist will have his turn to enjoy himself later.
The next chapter will introduce the power of time manipulation.
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