Chapter 83 Left Eye "If I see you seducing her again, I'll tear you apart..."
After Jiang Yuhu stormed off in a rage, Jia Yue lingered for a moment. As Yu Guangzhong's tall figure receded into the distance, he closed his eyes wearily, but the image of those eyes, blazing with fury, remained vivid in his mind.
He didn't want her to truly hate him, but he also didn't want her to ignore him.
Her icy blue eyes opened again, her gaze now completely calm.
He shouldn't be like this. His long cultivation life on land had long since honed his ability to hide his emotions, but look at his ridiculous appearance now, trying to gain her attention by revealing his vulnerability.
Unfortunately, she only worries and gets angry about someone far away. Even if he stood right in front of her, he wouldn't have a place in her eyes. He didn't want to say those hurtful words, but the way she defended others angered him. She had planted the seeds of jealousy in his heart, letting the thorny vines grow wildly. He was so suffocated that he had no choice but to extend some branches, letting her taste the pain of heartbreak too.
She was the one who insisted on barging in. She stirred his feelings for that mortal, taking advantage of his weakest moment to burst in and project his emotions onto her, causing him to break his vow of unwavering loyalty as a mermaid.
The merman stared at the figure conversing with someone, and a new storm brewed beneath the calm sea.
Since he's not a mortal, then let's fall together.
Amidst the white figures in the corridor, an incongruous black figure suddenly appeared. Jia Yue slightly shifted her gaze from Jiang Yuhuo and, as she swept across the corridor, she suddenly noticed a somewhat familiar figure flashing behind a pillar. The black figure was very tall, yet looked unruly and unrestrained, seemingly holding a sword in its hand.
Jia Yue's gaze changed instantly, and she subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yuhuo, who was still talking to Bai Zhen and not looking anywhere else. A chill ran through her, and she followed the direction in which the dark figure had disappeared.
The shadowy figure darted among the pillars and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Jia Yue stepped into a secluded hall rarely visited by disciples, she heard a clear, cheerful voice. The person was leaning against the door, dressed in black, standing in the shadows, arms crossed, looking at her.
"Lord Zongzi, are you looking for me?"
The person who had just caused his argument with Jiang Yuhuo suddenly appeared in front of him. Jia Yue's expression and tone were not very polite. "I didn't expect that you would really come back."
"Hey, I'm back. I brought back the precious Heart-Protecting Scales for Lord Zongzi, but he doesn't seem very happy?"
Without even looking at his expression, Jia Yue knew that this person was grinning and acting all serious.
"Now that you've retrieved it, give it to me." Jia Yue didn't reach out, but only slightly raised her chin, waiting for the other party to hand over the item.
“Hey… Master Zongzi, I’m doing this for my junior sister. You haven’t told me how her injuries are. If she’s not better, I can’t pay you. You should know this trip has been very difficult. I need to make sure the pool water is effective.”
The person in the shadows spoke in a flippant tone, looking at the aloof and dignified Tianque Sect Master with a defiant air.
Jia Yue frowned slightly, then said calmly, "She's fine. The infusion has been remarkably effective in treating her internal injuries." She added at the end, "She's doing very well here with me."
If he didn't believe him, he could have simply let Jiang Yuhuo meet him, and the result would have been self-evident. But a hidden thought was at play in his heart, and he didn't want Jiang Yuhuo to see him.
Jia Yue never expected that someone would suddenly rush out from the darkness and punch him in the side of the face. He was caught off guard and took the punch squarely.
"You still remember she came here to recover from her injuries? Why are you so close to her?" Wen Yizhan suddenly struck, the sword in her hand flashing as it pointed directly at the merman's chest. "I'm warning you, stay away from her! She's too busy to play these lovey-dovey games with people like you!"
"If I ever see you seducing her again, I'll tear you to shreds."
Jia Yue was instantly enraged, not only by the punch she had received, but also by the annoyance that he had seen through her thoughts.
The sword tip shot towards his chest. "And your heart, if it doesn't behave, I'll rip it out and let her kick it around like a ball. Others might be afraid of you, but I'm not!"
Jia Yue looked down at the sword light pressing against the center of his chest, and he realized that the heart of a merman was in a different location than that of a human.
A dazzling light instantly gathered between her fingers, enough to knock the person down with a single strike. However, the light dimmed the moment she saw the other person's face.
"Your eyes..."
His face was hidden in the shadows, but now that he was right in front of him, it could no longer be concealed. The black-clad swordsman's face was as pale as paper, one eye still faintly holding a mocking smile, while the other eye was pierced by a deep scratch from his forehead to below his eye, revealing a mangled, bloody eyeball.
Wen Yizhan chuckled and released the merman, whose eyes were filled with surprise. "Tch, it's all for getting back that broken scale of yours..."
"When I was poking that dark dragon in the sea, it scratched me with its claws."
Wen Yizhan spun the sword hilt in his hand a few times, then deftly sheathed the sword and tossed the shimmering scale to Jia Yue.
Does she know about your eye problem?
Clutching the scale he had lost and regained, Jia Yue felt almost no weakness left with it. But looking at Wen Yizhan's injured eye, he felt inexplicably uneasy.
“Of course she doesn’t know.” Wen Yizhan recalled the messages on the communication talisman. She had finally recovered, so why would he tell her such a disappointing thing?
Jia Yue's heart calmed down slightly, but she then cautiously probed, "Aren't you going to go see her?"
The young man in black seemed to understand the deeper meaning in his words, and glanced at him sideways with his intact eye. "No, I've already seen her. I'm relieved to know she's alright."
He chuckled softly, "This awful appearance... I don't want her to see it myself."
Jia Yue stared at his injured eye with sharp eyes. "The Nether Dragon is covered in deadly poison. You were injured by its scales and claws. Your left eye can be healed by submerging in water, but water cannot cure the poison. Your left eye will definitely go blind."
Wen Yizhan sneered, "I don't need your reminder. You just need to give the sinking water to my junior sister. I don't need it. I don't have that many lives to give you as compensation, and my junior sister is even less capable. But don't worry, even if I only have one eye, I can still get the rest of the job done for you."
He pointed his sword at the scales on the merman's hand, "You should worry more about yourself. This heart-protecting scale was devoured by the Nether Dragon over a hundred years ago. Although it looks intact on the outside, it has long been tainted by the dragon's energy. If you don't purify the dragon's energy as soon as possible and let it fuse with your body, it will probably become no different from ordinary fish scales. Let me tell you, although I have been traveling day and night, it has already been three days since I came from the Great Abyss. Don't let all my hard work go to waste."
His words reminded Jia Yue, who looked at the scales in his palm, which were indeed covered with a layer of eerie blue coldness.
"Don't tell her I've been here."
The black-clad swordsman said this, then turned and walked out without another word.
The merman inside the hall slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on his unrestrained and unconventional figure. Only after confirming that he had completely left did he turn in another direction.
Of course, he wouldn't tell him that Jiang Yuhuo had been waiting for him.
She would wait for him in the Heavenly Palace until he was gone.
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As soon as he stepped out of Tianque, Wen Yizhan's bright, intact eye instantly dimmed, and a faint pain appeared in his left eye. He flew directly to Luoyue City on his sword and found a tavern.
As soon as Fang sat down, the lively crowd around his table immediately dispersed, and he realized that he had forgotten to cover his injured eye with gauze.
But are his eyes really that scary?
Most of the people in the tavern had left, and the few who remained sat far away from him, trying their best to keep their eyes from looking in his direction, as if there were some terrifying monster sitting there.
The shopkeeper came over, looked down at the ground, and cautiously asked him what he would like to drink.
Wen Yizhan laughed loudly, slapping the table, "I've heard that your Falling Moon Intoxication is unparalleled in the world, give me a pot. No, give me two pots!"
His order was generous, and he was carrying a sword, which greatly affected the shop's business. However, the shopkeeper dared not ask him to leave, so he had no choice but to serve him with two jars of "Luoyue Zui" (a type of liquor) and a side dish of pickled beans.
Wen Yizhan drank his wine, occasionally picking out a bean and popping it into his mouth. He leaned against the window, deliberately facing the shop, watching the people's hurried glances as they inadvertently met his wine, and listening to their whispers about his face and injured eye.
"How did that person get into this state? They look terrifying..."
"He should stay home looking like that. How can he go out and scare people everywhere? Doesn't anyone at home take care of him...?"
"He didn't even try to hide it; he turned his face around, and it made me lose my appetite."
"Eat quickly, and then we'll leave as soon as we're done..."
When those harsh words reached his ears, Wen Yizhan simply smiled and poured another cup of wine down his throat.
"Shopkeeper, two more pots, please!"
The shopkeeper brought out pot after pot of "Luoyue Zui" (a type of liquor), only to find empty jars piled up at the customer's feet.
Wen Yizhan wasn't sure if he was drunk or not. He couldn't hear the harsh comments around him anymore, so he was probably drunk. But some other words were becoming clearer and clearer in his mind.
"This is the first time I've ever seen Lord Zongzi smile. He's even more handsome when he smiles. How can there be such a handsome person in the world?"
"God above, he must have been sent down by God to bring blessings to all living beings."
“Look at his eyes, they’re so tender they’re almost melting, where is his usual cold and ruthless demeanor?”
"To be gazed upon like this by Lord Muneko, I can't imagine how blissful it would be, but... why doesn't she even glance at Lord Muneko?"
"Hurry up and look up! I'm so worried! Does she not like Lord Zongzi at all?"
"How could that be? They were in love. I was gathering herbs in the mountains that day and I saw them flying by. She was even embracing Lord Zongzi."
"Gods above, is this true?"
"Of course it's true, I saw it with my own eyes."
"Look, look! Lord Zongzi's spirit beast has jumped into her arms again. Do you think they've already secretly formed a bond? Otherwise, why would Lord Zongzi's spirit beast be so clingy to her?"
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In Tianque Mountain, Wen Yizhan ran over excitedly and stood under the corridor. He saw Jiang Yuhuo's figure in the distance, but before he could find her, he heard the female disciples of Tianque chattering and saying unpleasant things.
When he first heard about it, he just thought that the merman and his junior sister standing together were a bit of an eyesore. He thought these female disciples were really exaggerated. They looked like the kind of cultivators who didn't study properly and spent their days idly watching other people's tricks. They were nothing like his junior sister.
As he was thinking, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be like that too.
So he stopped criticizing their behavior in his mind and started criticizing their aesthetic sense.
That's all there is to it. He's just a pretty boy, what's there to get worked up about? It's normal that my junior sister wouldn't be interested in someone like him.
But when they said that Jiang Yuhuo had taken the initiative to hug him, Wen Yizhan's smile froze instantly.
Over the years, my junior sister has never hugged anyone on her own initiative, including him...
When Jiang Yuhuo took the gleaming silver snake with a smile in her eyes, Wen Yizhan's heart sank completely.
He must have been influenced by those words; looking at the two people on the steps now, he felt as if there was genuine affection flowing between them.
Unable to bear watching or listening any longer, he simply emerged from behind the pillar, startling the noisy female disciples into scattering in all directions.
They were indeed afraid of him; his appearance must have been truly terrifying, even immortals who cultivated themselves were afraid of him.
Will his junior sister be afraid of him?
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Author's Note: I don't know, my senior brother just rushed out like that, and just threw a punch. I didn't intend to fight, but as I was writing, the fight just started. [Exaggerated]
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