Chapter 66 Di Feisheng's Anger and Oath
On the day of the wedding, the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance's main hall was festooned with lights and red silk, and guests gathered, yet a strange atmosphere of clamor and oppression permeated the air. Jiao Liqiao, adorned with a phoenix crown and bridal robe, her makeup exquisite, yet her eyes burned with an almost frenzied joy and a gleam of determination. She stood high in the hall, waiting for the man she had dedicated her life to, and every possible means to obtain.
Di Feisheng, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, looked even more stern and fierce. His face was expressionless, his eyes calm and composed, as if he wasn't the protagonist today. His entire attention was focused on the figure in the Lotus Tower, calculating the hours and anxiously awaiting the appearance of the Rama Cauldron.
The auspicious time has arrived, and joy is everywhere. The master of ceremonies calls out in a loud voice, inviting the newlyweds to perform their ceremony.
Jiao Liqiao looked at Di Feisheng shyly, waiting for him to hold her hand.
However, at this moment——
A figure rushed into the wedding hall like a gust of wind. It was Wuyan! He looked terrified and stumbled. He ignored the guests and rushed straight to Di Feisheng. He lowered his voice and reported urgently, his voice trembling noticeably:
"Your Majesty! This is bad! The owner... the owner is missing! This is the only thing left in the Lotus Tower!"
What Wuyan was holding in his hand was the withered lotus hairpin that Li Lianhua usually used to tie her hair!
"What?!" Di Feisheng's aura suddenly changed! His previous calm and stern demeanor was instantly shattered, replaced by a terrifying chill and panic! He snatched the lotus hairpin, his fingertips even trembling.
Li Lianhua is missing? At this critical moment? Where did he go? Where could his body... go?!
All his plans, calculations, and patience vanished in this moment! Di Feisheng only had one thought in his mind—find him! Now! Right now!
He turned abruptly, his scarlet wedding gown drawing a resolute arc in the air. Without even glancing at Jiao Liqiao beside him, or even waiting for Wu Yan to utter a second word, his figure had already darted out of the wedding hall like a ghost, speeding towards the Lotus Tower! His speed was so extreme that only a sharp gust of wind remained in his wake.
"Your Majesty?!" The smile on Jiao Liqiao's face froze instantly, transforming into one of incredible shock and humiliation! She subconsciously reached out to grab the fluttering edge of the clothes, but only caught empty space.
"Di Feisheng! You will really abandon me because of him!" She screamed, her voice sharp and piercing, drowning out the joy and causing an uproar among the guests!
However, Di Feisheng's figure had already disappeared outside the door without any hesitation.
Jiao Liqiao stood there, her face beneath the phoenix crown pale at first, then flushing crimson, and finally turning a twisted, iron-blue hue. The utter embarrassment and sense of betrayal burned through her body like a poisonous fire!
"Okay...very good!" She suddenly pulled off the red veil on her head and threw it to the ground, her eyes flashing with extreme resentment. "Di Feisheng! You forced me to do this! Go ahead, but you can't imagine that the person you care about most is actually in my hands. I'm waiting for you to come back and beg me!"
All the shyness and joy on her face disappeared, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness and murderous intent. She suddenly raised her hand and made an extremely concealed gesture.
The elite members of Wanshengdao and Jiao Liqiao's confidants who had been lying in ambush in the dark received the order instantly, and murderous aura suddenly burst out!
At the same time, a figure who should have been "dead"—Shan Gudao—actually walked out from behind the scenes with a mocking sneer. He was indeed not dead! The head presented by Jiao Liqiao was just a ploy to deceive the world.
"Do it!" Jiao Liqiao gave the order in a cold voice.
The killing suddenly broke out!
The once festive auditorium instantly turned into a bloody battlefield! Shan Gudao and Jiao Liqiao's masters surged towards the Lotus Tower like a tide, their goal clear: to seize all the "sacrifices."
Although the disciples of Lotus Tower fought hard, the incident happened suddenly. In addition, the other side was well prepared and had many masters, so they were immediately caught in a tough battle.
Jiao Liqiao stood in the chaos, watching the flashing swords and splattering blood before her, but a nearly crazy and twisted smile appeared on her face.
Di Feisheng, since you're heartless, don't blame me for being disloyal! Since you chose him, I'll destroy everything you care about most! Let you also taste... the pain that pierces your heart!
Her carefully planned wedding ultimately ended in a bloody betrayal and robbery. The fragile relationship between her and Di Feisheng, which was originally built on paranoia and exploitation, was completely shattered into ashes, with no possibility of recovery.
As the flute flew by, a dark figure suddenly appeared like a ghost. It was Wuyan. His face was as pale as paper, his breathing was erratic, and a deep knife wound on his shoulder, deep enough to see the bone, was still bleeding. He stumbled to his knees, his voice pierced with extreme panic:
"Your Majesty! This is bad! Jiao Liqiao... she teamed up with Shan Gudao and raided the Lotus Tower while you were away! All... all the 'sacrifices' we collected for your salvation of the Tower Master... were... taken away!"
"What?!" Di Feisheng's body suddenly froze, and the murderous aura around him exploded. His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, "Shan Gudao?! He is not dead after all!"
In a flash, all the clues connected frantically in his mind - Jiao Liqiao's active cooperation, Shan Gudao's easy presentation of his "head", the luring of the tiger away from the mountain on the wedding day, and Li Lianhua's unusual silence and the sorrowful question of "mountains of corpses and seas of blood"...
This was a trap! A vicious plot against him, and even more so against Li Lianhua!
Jiao Liqiao's real goal was probably never the wedding, but to transfer him away, take advantage of the situation, and seize the key to saving Li Lianhua! It's even possible... she's colluding with Shan Gudao, and her plans are even greater!
"Li Lianhua—!" Di Feisheng's heart suddenly tightened, and an unprecedented panic, almost crushing his soul, instantly overwhelmed him! He had fallen into a trap! His Li Lianhua, whose power had not yet recovered and whose body was frail, was likely still in the Lotus Building, which had become a Shura battlefield!
Wuyan gasped for breath and said urgently, "The host... the host seemed to have noticed something unusual and tried to send a message... but..."
These words were like the sharpest ice spike, piercing Di Feisheng's heart! Li Lianhua had long noticed... but due to his anxiety and paranoia, he ignored his anxiety and even placed him under house arrest...
"Go back home!" Di Feisheng let out an almost beast-like roar from his throat, the voice was filled with raging rage and bone-gnawing fear. His figure was like a blood-red lightning that tore through the long night, and he turned back the same way regardless of everything!
Li Lianhua’s pale face, desperate eyes, and the possible dangers she might face kept flashing through his mind... Jiao Liqiao’s madness, Shan Gudao’s viciousness... Every possibility made him terrified!
He must not lose him a second time!
Di Feisheng's hands trembled as he searched the mess. Finally, at the corner of the couch, he touched something cold and hard—the silver needle that Li Lianhua always carried with her. The tip of the needle was still stained with a trace of wet blood, and it was deeply embedded in the wood. The end of the needle was tied with a strand of bright red yarn. The material was special, exactly the same material Jiao Liqiao used to wear.
On the ground next to the needle, a few words were scribbled in blood. The handwriting was blurry, but still legible:
"Horn... fake... tripod..."
Di Feisheng's mind exploded, and all the clues were instantly connected:
Jiao Liqiao's active cooperation, Shan Gudao's "head", and the tiger's departure on the wedding day...
All of this was done to transfer him away, take advantage of the situation, and kidnap Li Lianhua!
Jiao Liqiao probably never thought of handing over the Rama Cauldron, and the cauldron was even a bait or a fake!
What she really wanted was to completely control his Di Feisheng, and Li Lianhua was his only weakness.
"Jiao, Li, Qiao—!" Di Feisheng squeezed these three words from his throat, his voice hoarse like a trapped animal, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent. He carefully put away the blood-stained silver needle and red gauze, his knuckles turning white from the effort.
He slowly stood up and looked around at the ruins soaked in blood and betrayal. The air pressure around him suddenly dropped, and the cold murderous aura almost condensed into substance.
"You think... you can force me to submit in this way?" He whispered to himself, as if he was talking to Jiao Liqiao in the distance, each word tempered with ice. "You are wrong."
"You shouldn't, you shouldn't..." His eyes fell on the silver needle in his palm, his eyes filled with bone-eating pain and violence, "Touch him."
"I, Di Feisheng, swear hereby," his voice suddenly rose, like thunder exploding through the silent building, carrying with it an unquestionable sense of determination and destruction. "I will make you, Jiao Liqiao... pay a thousand times over for what you have done today! Even to the ends of the earth, I will make you... wish you were dead, and neither you could live!"
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