Bully
"Brother! My birthday is in a few days. Have you prepared a gift?"
Shashi scratched his head, not daring to look into Shapan's eyes, and smiled awkwardly.
"You forgot!" Sha Pan complained, "You're my brother! How could you even forget my birthday?"
Shashi comforted him clumsily: "Xiao Pan, don't be angry. I will prepare whatever you want."
"Okay, I want the Satsuma flower."
Shashi, who always indulged his brother, hesitated, "Samohana?"
Sha Pan grabbed him and said, "I've heard that the Samoyed flower is white and beautiful. It was planted by the flower god. It is a rare divine flower in this world." Seeing that his brother didn't seem very willing, Sha Pan said, "That's what I want~"
Seeing his brother so excited when he talked about this, it was obvious that he really liked it. Shashi scratched his not-so-smart brain, thought for a moment, and said, "I'll pick it for you. Don't tell father."
The Satsuma flower grows deep in the Satsuma Desert, which is considered too dangerous and has been designated a forbidden area by Panqiu. If his father knew that he had trespassed into the forbidden area, he would skin him alive.
"good."
Shapan was young at that time and didn't know how dangerous the Samo Desert was, but he always remembered that on his eighth birthday, his brother came back covered in blood, holding a beautiful white flower in his hand, to celebrate his birthday.
After his birthday, rumors circulated in Panqiu that Shashi's cultivation had stagnated, that he lacked talent, and that he was unable to succeed the Panqiu clan leader. Although Shashi was only thirteen at the time and still had room for improvement, the clan elders and his father had made a blunt judgment.
Later, Panqiu placed his hopes on Shapan. However, after a few years, they discovered that Shapan was even more useless than his brother. Not only was his cultivation poor, but he was also extremely lazy, spending his days wandering around and doing nothing.
By this point, the story of Panqiu's useless second young master had spread among the five tribes.
He was a distinguished figure, and with his brother's support, few in Panqiu dared to mention this to him. However, outside his own territory, he encountered someone who was also quite bold. Sha Pan lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking, but he didn't seem to care. He smiled faintly and said frankly, "Yes, I am Panqiu's good-for-nothing Second Young Master."
Yuan Shuang realized that she had said the wrong thing and trembled in fear, "You might as well not laugh at all..."
"It's almost night, let's find a place to rest."
Yuan Shuang agreed immediately: "Okay." But Sha Pan on the side was still in a daze.
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"Xing Yan, you know Ming'er's situation. Now only Zhi'er can save him." Li Yao sat in the guest seat of the Jinming Council Hall. For the first time, she, who had been so proud all her life, bowed her head and begged for help.
But Xing Yan was not moved by this. Instead, he angrily shouted, "Li Yao! You should know that if the relationship between our two tribes hadn't been good in recent years, I would have kicked you out after you said that!"
"I know, I have no choice. Ming'er is my only son." As she spoke, her eyes turned red.
"You only have one son, so do I have two precious daughters?"
One of them was sad, the other was angry, and neither of them noticed Xing Zhier hiding in the corner.
Xing Zhier didn't move, covered her mouth, and dared not make a sound.
"Xing Yan, Ming'er is so talented but he can't live past the age of 20. As a mother, I feel so sorry for him..." Li Yao couldn't help crying as she spoke.
Xing Yan turned his back and stopped looking at her: "It has nothing to do with my son."
"You!" Li Yao, who always had a lot of ideas, became panicked. She really didn't know what to do now. As a mother, how could she bear to watch her son die young?
"Xing Yan, as long as you agree to let Zhi'er and Ming'er sign a life and death contract, I am willing to give one-third of Zhufeng's spirit stone mine to Jinming."
"Li Yao, don't waste your time thinking about it. I will never agree to this!" He waved his sleeves and said decisively, "Go away. Don't mention what happened today anymore. I will pretend it never happened."
This is Zhier's life, how could he trade it?
Li Yao also knew that it was fruitless, so she left indifferently.
After Li Yao left, Xing Yan sat in the main seat in silence for a long time.
The lights flickered, and Xing Yan rubbed his temples tiredly, muttering, "A great catastrophe is coming, a great catastrophe is coming, when the time comes...ah..."
His sorrow was expressed in his silent sighs. Xing Zhier still didn't understand what her father said that day. But she knew that Li Mingzhe, who had always been by her side, also approached her with a purpose.
In order to prevent Xing Yan from discovering her, she waited until Xing Yan left the meeting hall before running out. However, she didn't expect that she had been squatting for too long and her feet were numb from kneeling. She stumbled and fell directly to the ground, scratching her knees.
Xing Zhi'er didn't stand up. Big tears fell from her eyes and hit the wooden floor, shattering into pieces, just like the true heart she had held for all these years, which could never be put back together again.
"You lied to me too..." Xing Zhier closed her eyes gently, as if she was asleep, but tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.
Li Mingzhe rushed over using magic and saw Xing Zhier trapped in a spider web, immersed in sleep.
"Zhi'er! Wake up!"
Li Mingzhe anxiously used his sword to cut the spider web, but the spider web was entangled in the sword, and soon he could not swing the sword.
The sword was no longer usable, so he decisively jumped out of the spider web and gave up his natal sword.
This was the web of the Purple Demonic Poison Spider. It looked vulnerable, but it was incredibly soft, a technique known for overcoming hardness with softness. It could even trap its prey, then release the venom in the web into their bodies, killing them unconsciously in a dream.
Only fire can break this spider web, so he can't act so recklessly. Now it seems that the only solution is to wake Zhi'er.
What should he do?
Li Mingzhe was now extremely irritable and confused, and he simply couldn't calm down and think like usual.
Li Mingzhe looked at the black air spreading from Xing Zhier's neck, and the heart in his chest felt like it was placed in a frying pan, suffering greatly.
The purple devil poisonous spider hidden in the dark could no longer hold back and laughed "crunching", truly walking into a trap!
Li Mingzhe didn't care what others thought. He was now focused on saving Xing Zhier. He was willing to sacrifice everything and, through the method of chasing dreams, allowed himself to fall into Xing Zhier's dream.
Li Mingzhe has always known that Xing Zhier has a heart disease.
He can heal, but he can’t cure.
"Zhi'er, I'm sorry..." he murmured, full of regret.
Xing Zhier's dreams were changing again, but Li Mingzhe could see that they were all sad things.
A thick white fog drifted by, and Li Mingzhe saw Xing Zhier's dream clearly. That was his last year of recuperation in Jinming, and it was also the year when his hidden illness had the most severe outbreak.
"The fire of Jinming's inheritance can heal the pain of your hidden illness, but the fire of inheritance requires the purest blood of Jinming to ignite..." Li Yao said worriedly, "Ming'er, I must do everything I can to establish a good relationship with that girl Zhi'er. This will help your injury. Do you understand?"
How could it be so easy? Was it really just a matter of igniting the flame of inheritance... No, what was lost was clearly Xing Zhier's life spring. In the Five Spirits Holy Realm, everyone's life spring was limited. Once depleted, at best, their cultivation would be damaged, and at worst, their life would be in danger! But his mother searched through ancient texts and remained certain that this would not cause any harm to Xing Zhier.
Li Mingzhe understood that her mother loved her son deeply, but his life was only life, so Xing Zhier’s life was not a life?
He knew that Li Yao gave him life, and that he was selfish for going against his mother's wishes. But wasn't it also another kind of selfishness to ask him to obey his mother's wishes?
So, even though he knew Xing Zhi'er was hiding here and eavesdropping, he still replied, "I will definitely live up to my mother's expectations and make Xing Zhi'er willingly extend my life."
Li Yao patted Li Mingzhe's shoulder, glanced at the side without leaving a trace, sighed, and said nothing.
Li Mingzhe saw Xing Zhier squatting in the corner, trying hard not to cry. Even though it was something that had long passed, he still felt distressed.
He gathered his soul power, reached out and wiped away the tears on Xing Zhier's face, and said softly, "Don't cry. That's not the case."
With a slight movement of his fingertips, the scene in the dream changed completely.
Casting a Sword - Jingtuo River
"When Zhi'er grows up, you can marry her."
"Mother!" Li Mingzhe frowned when he heard this, and was obviously resisting.
"Ming'er, you have to be obedient. Mother is doing this for your own good." Li Yao's brows were filled with unremovable sorrow.
Li Mingzhe fought back his tears, cupped his hands and said in a hoarse voice, "I understand, my son."
Li Yao was about to help him up when Li Mingzhe knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground: "But, I'm sorry, I really can't do this."
Li Yao's hands were still supporting her, shaking with anger. Her eyes were red, and she said in pain, "Why are you so confused?"
Li Mingzhe did not answer and continued to kowtow to the ground.
"You knew clearly that you wouldn't live past twenty and needed pure phoenix blood to survive, yet you still gave up this only hope!"
"If I had taken the phoenix blood," Li Mingzhe raised his head and said in pain, "Zhi'er would have died."
Li Yao lost control a bit after hearing this: "Xing Zhi'er was in that room that day, wasn't she? Did you deliberately tell her those words? You covered up her presence so I wouldn't find her, just to make her lose hope in you and avoid you!"
Li Mingzhe raised his head and said firmly, "Mother! This is my child's fate. No one else should be implicated."
Li Yao held her forehead with a trembling hand, and it took a while for her to recover. She fought back the tears in her eyes, and her words were full of pain: "This is your own choice. Mother will not force you."
Li Mingzhe kowtowed several more times with an expressionless face and said, "Thank you, mother."
Li Yao turned and left, tears streaming down her eyes.
At that moment, Li Mingzhe understood that he had finally severed the ties between him and his mother with his own hands.
Li Mingzhe gently wiped away the tears on Xing Zhier's cheeks and kissed her forehead, "Zhier, wake up soon."
The raging fire passed through and the spider web turned into ashes in an instant. Xing Zhier opened her eyes and caught the falling Li Mingzhe.
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