Chapter 22 The visitor under the tree can't kill anyone by hitting him like this.
twenty two
The clever solution has solved the first problem; now it's time to solve the second.
Should we attack the male lead or the female lead?
No matter who he fights, as long as the epic battle between the male and female leads comes to an end, this heart-wrenching moment will be over.
Unfortunately, the brilliant idea underestimated the level of shock among the audience.
In shock, Dongfang Yaotian forgot his wicked and arrogant demeanor and stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar girl in front of him.
Since the beginning of the continent and the start of the Five Elements cycle, there has never been a precedent where an Earth-level Spiritual Bone could defeat a Heaven-level Spiritual Bone!
The young master of the Wen family lay on the stage, his blood flowing like a river.
"Qian, Qianqian, you?!..."
The dust has settled, and things have calmed down.
She even smiled slightly, humming a tune as she tied a bow on the red ribbon on Miaojue's wrist.
You cleverly pulled your hand back. I really want to say you're off-key; that's not how your second brother taught you when you were little.
But she held back.
I have a feeling that this pervert is plotting something.
But at this moment, all eyes around were fixed on Miao Jue with surprise and uncertainty.
On Lonely Goose Peak, Wen Changshan, the sect leader of the Crimson Cloud Sect, suddenly stood up, “—What is this woman’s background?!”
"She came with Dongfang Yaotian, and Dongfang Yaotian is that..."
Both the Lang and Huan clans have chosen ones who have gone out to undergo tribulations. The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, so they cannot speak openly about them. But there are no real secrets on this continent.
Wen Changshan glanced discreetly at the small room to the side. Then, he suddenly saw a carrier pigeon fly over the mountain peaks, and his eyes narrowed sharply. He reached out and stopped the pigeon, took out the Langhuan seal from under its claws, and his expression changed slightly after reading it.
The Langhuan Immortal Court has dispatched the Jinghe Envoy to the sea. This time, the Thunder God Venerable will descend upon the continent; he is an immortal in charge of punishment.
This indicates that Langhuan intends to punish someone.
The young members of the Crimson Cloud Sect exclaimed in amazement, "Lord Thunder God, is that a true god crossing the sea?"
The family heads and elders present had strange expressions, but they were reluctant to say anything.
In fact, they knew perfectly well that the so-called Thunder God Venerable was merely a Xuan-level Thunder Spirit Bone person among the Langhuan Immortals.
Although the Langhuan Immortal Court is the central ruler of this world, it has never crossed the Endless Sea to come to the mortal continent since it led the various families and sects to wipe out the Netherworld Calamity a hundred years ago.
Because the Celestial Court is inhabited by true gods who have ascended to immortality, they are different from mortals. They believe in avoiding karma and worldly affairs in order to maintain their ethereal and noble character.
Even though the major families were aware of their destiny and tribulations, the Langhuan Immortal Court did not leave any explicit instructions.
Therefore, communication is done through imperial edicts, and management is handled by the Pure Crane Envoy. Apart from cultivators over a hundred years old, no immortals have been seen on the mortal continent for a hundred years.
This time, however, the Thunder God, who is in charge of order and punishment in the human world, was sent out, which indicates that there will be a great upheaval in the world.
Wen Changshan glanced into the small room again. Every little movement Langhuan made seemed to have a deeper meaning. The current situation meant that perhaps more than three members of the Underworld Clan were currently present in the mortal realm.
An even more terrifying being is about to descend.
...
He has already offered up three bones.
If they don't find out soon, Langhuan and her bunch of good-for-nothings won't be far from their deaths.
The young man in white looked at the Lonely Goose Terrace with a smile.
Covered in blood, Wen Hai was helped up by several disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect, his eyes still wide open as he stared at the bone sword in the girl's hand.
If you don't look closely, the sword is inconspicuous and very light, almost as light as a feather compared to his large, powerful saber.
But once this sword pierced his flesh, it instantly burned his internal organs. The extremely domineering and terrifying power tore along the sword tip, shattering all the spiritual bones in his body that had been strengthened by the flesh and blood of the Netherworld Clan.
Those were spirit bones strengthened by Netherblood! And just like that, they vanished into thin air!
Wen Hai's chest heaved violently, and the blood he vomited was no longer blood, but rather ashes.
He was born with an eighth-tier Earth-level spiritual bone, unlike Gao Jinyuan, who relied entirely on external forces. But at this moment, his bloodline and spiritual bone felt a strong backlash resonance, making him realize that the sword in the girl's hand was... was...
Wen Hai's throat was hoarse, as if he wanted to say something.
But it was as if a vast force had blocked his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.
In the stands, the young man in white smiled and looked up, his peach blossom eyes full of appreciation and encouragement. "Is this sword easy to use?"
Miao Jue adjusted the red string in his hand and simply asked, "Can you turn their bones back to normal later?"
Although it has turned into a sword, it still has to be returned in the end. Of course—it doesn't matter if it can't turn back, because she can do it anyway.
Chen Jinshi paused for a moment, then looked at her strangely. "You still want to give it back?"
Having witnessed the power of the bone sword, even just one ten-thousandth of its power, she remained unmoved.
Just now on the stage, if she hadn't shown no murderous intent whatsoever and had stabbed with utmost gentleness with each strike, the person lying on the ground now wouldn't be a human being, but a pool of blood.
Doesn't she understand its power?
Chen Jinshi grasped the crimson rope pendant beneath her fair wrist, gently pulling it downwards. For the first time in his life, he felt an absurd sense that others were blind to his worth, as if he were even trying to sell himself.
"Can't you feel its power?" He frowned unhappily, then spread his flat chest. "Why don't you stab me with your sword and see how it works?"
“?” Miao Jue’s almond-shaped eyes were completely calm as she looked at him as if he were a lunatic. “I felt the power, but the elementary school idiom tells us that a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.”
The flesh and blood of the Netherworld Clan, and the bones of the Netherworld Clan transformed into soldiers, are coveted and plundered by countless people in this world. She does not have the ability to control the Netherworld Clan, so she returns it to its master.
Chen Jinshi had a strange expression, his fingertips tapping on the jade compass as if he were anxiously thinking about something.
“Alright then,” he laughed, his peach blossom eyes narrowing kindly, “then you can continue your competition.”
The clever plan is to challenge the male lead to a duel, preventing him from continuing his mutual torment with the female lead.
However, at that very moment, she felt a strange connection. The red ribbon tied on her wrist tightened, and the Yin-Yang symbol of destiny floated faintly in the air. At the same time, Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu heard a distant call in their ears.
Chen Jinshi's slightly curved, smiling eyes subtly landed on her wrist.
Amidst the surrounding clamor, the two chosen ones seemed to be isolated within some invisible barrier of destiny.
A vast expanse of sea fog appeared before Dongfang Yaotian's eyes.
It permeated the sky above the dark night sea, and at the end of the fog, there seemed to be a ring of pure white, interlocking palaces. He saw a huge bell at the center of the ring, with ten numbers instead of twelve two-hour periods.
It seemed to be some kind of ancient and obscure script, intertwined and carved on the hub of the giant bell. Tick-tock, tick-tock, the changes of the world were condensed in that unchanging law, as if it were a miracle.
Dongfang Yaotian realized that he had entered a mysterious realm of opportunity. He prostrated himself in the sea mist and then heard chanting from the sacred center of the circle.
"The crimson glow, the fleeting moment of the wild goose, reveal your extraordinary nature, and grant you immortality..."
"Stop him, stop him..."
Dongfang Yaotian was greatly shocked. Then, with a gust of that powerful force, he was pushed back thousands of nautical miles, and his consciousness returned to this moment.
At the same time, a familiar yet ethereal female voice echoed in Gong Yuqiu's consciousness.
"I will support you, and we will surely win the championship today."
Gong Yuqiu gripped the water sword tightly in his hand. His master was also present!
Queyang Xian's voice remained as cold and aloof as it had been over the years, but in Gong Yuqiu's heart, her master was like a father and mother to her after her mother's passing. She would do everything in her power to fulfill her master's earnest expectations.
"Once the matter is accomplished, I will personally bestow upon you two the bond of marriage, making you Daoist partners recognized by the rules of the Jade Void Sect."
Gong Yuqiu's face immediately lit up with excitement, but the thought that this happiness could only be obtained after a life-or-death struggle with her lover caused her happiness to vanish in an instant, turning into intertwined pain.
"And your friends, that young friend in the blue robe, and the man in white beside her..." Queyang Xian's gentle voice faded into the distance, "You may invite them all to join the sect."
"Qiu'er, don't let your teacher down..."
...
Gong Yuqiu slowly opened her eyes and met Dongfang Yaotian's equally firm and domineering face.
"Qiu'er, give up. You know I have to do it."
With bloodshot eyes, the male protagonist pleaded, saying he didn't want to hurt her!
Gong Yuqiu swallowed all the bitterness alone for their love, her sword already drawn, "Let's begin."
The secret lies in her bitter-looking eyebrows and the halo above her head; one look at her and you know the female lead must have endured some kind of torturous love story all by herself.
In the blink of an eye, without any warning, the two had landed and were fighting.
One possessed a Heavenly-grade Wind Spirit Bone, and the other a Heavenly-grade Water Spirit Bone. Both were exceptionally gifted individuals with outstanding innate aptitude, and they were completely familiar with each other's weapons and techniques. Every strike they made against each other was a bloody and heart-wrenching ordeal.
"These two were so devoted to each other when they joined hands, their love so deep it was almost tragic, yet now they're turning against each other with swords drawn?"
"Yes, I heard that the love tree these two used in Tianyan Kingdom was a famously effective matchmaking tree, but I never expected them to be like this, sharpening knives at each other!"
Miaojue crossed his arms and remained expressionless.
There was another person present who was more familiar with the two men's slashing movements. Guess who it was?
Chen Jinshi moved closer to her, watching the game while covering his lips and whispering, "Who do you want to win? I can help you."
"I want you to win."
Miaojue turned her head, her almond-shaped eyes beneath her delicate eyelashes serious, "Go down and fight them."
Chen Jinshi looked shocked and leaned back, saying with lingering fear, "You're being so mushy."
The secret: "?"
Miaojue really wanted to hit him.
The fight between the male and female leads looked flashy with swords flying everywhere, but in reality, not a single blade struck the other. In this massive game of destiny and tribulation, they were mainly responsible for the emotional torment; she bore the brunt of the physical torture.
Is there no justice? Is there no law?
The villain next to him nodded with a smile on his face.
No, that won't work.
If you keep fighting like this, you won't kill anyone.
His fingertips gently tapped the compass, and he vaguely sensed that the bone sword in his sleeve was releasing a kind of cold yet burning wave, as if it were resonating with other things of the same frequency.
She quickly looked up and, sure enough, saw the Nether Bone Blade at Dongfang Yaotian's waist gleaming faintly.
The villain certainly wouldn't just stand by and watch!
In an instant, the fighting spirit controlled by the Nether Bone Divine Weapon ignited Dongfang Yaotian's already low ignition point. He raised his blade to the sky, and suddenly a fierce wind gathered from all sides, condensing into the sharpest wind-breaking blade at the tip of his blade, causing his damage attributes to suddenly increase several times.
Gong Yuqiu's Water Spirit Bone was already slightly less aggressive than Dongfang Yaotian's. When he saw Dongfang Yaotian suddenly start to use his deadly skills, his eyes instantly turned dark and shattered. So he could only try his best to use all his strength.
The water rippled against the fierce wind, but the wind eventually broke through the water's barrier, transforming into ten thousand steel needles that shot towards Gong Yuqiu.
She deftly parried most of the attacks with her water sword, but a single gust of wind accidentally grazed her face, drawing blood.
The villain raised his eyebrows with a smile, his fingers tightening.
Hmm, it's almost done.
Gong Yuqiu froze in mid-air. She felt a coolness on her cheek, especially cold in his wind spirit. Her hand trembled as she reached out to touch it, and she touched a bloody mark that ran down to her temple.
The woman's face bears the scars inflicted by her lover.
It's so cruel, so incredibly cruel.
Gong Yuqiu began to laugh loudly, laughing until tears streamed down his face. Then, while shedding tears and blood, he used water as a cone to stab Dongfang Yaotian, piercing through the palm of his outstretched hand.
The stark contrast between the deathly paleness and the crimson color on her face tore at Dongfang Yaotian's heart, causing him to lose his composure and accidentally stumble half a step on the Lonely Goose Terrace.
Upon seeing this, Gong Yuqiu instinctively reached out to catch it, but the gust of wind clashed with the water waves, instantly blasting both of them out of the arena.
The ingenious solution surprised him, and he asked the system, "How do you calculate this?"
The system hesitated: "That depends on their condition."
The two were lying on the ground, being helped up by others, coughing up blood, filled with despair, and heartbreakingly tearful.
The villain shook his head disapprovingly: "Neither of you have eaten."
They were so gentle.
He gave the clever trick a wicked look.
Even the male and female protagonists, who were blessed with destiny and good fortune, failed to win the championship. No one challenged the miraculous techniques that seemed to possess divine power. The remaining supporting characters were all badly injured after their duels.
Just as everyone was speculating about how the Ten Thousand Sects Immortal Competition would be determined, the voice of Sect Master Wen Changshan came from the top of Luowu Peak.
"In this Grand Immortal Tournament, the invasion of the Netherworld beasts has caused casualties to all sects, making the competition unfair. Since I have already obtained the approval of the Langhuan Immortal Court, I will display the prize for the champion before everyone, and then choose another time to determine the victor..."
This means that the great opportunity can still remain in their Crimson Cloud Sect. With the youngest son of the Wen family so badly injured, who knows if Sect Master Wen will line his own pocket?
However, this was indeed a good opportunity to meet someone special, otherwise the opportunity would belong to the leader, and they would not even be able to see him. Therefore, although the expressions of the people on and off the peak were different, they were all in complete agreement without any objection.
Chen Jinshi chuckled, arms crossed, and whispered to Miaojue, "They're all good at pretending, aren't they? Actually, everyone here wants to snatch it."
The clever trick: "It's not like you don't want it? You're the one who's most eager to fight over it, the big villain, okay?"
Chen Jinshi was surprised: "Why do you think of me like that?"
With a loud clanging of chains, the Lonely Goose Terrace suddenly split open, revealing a dark tunnel extending downwards. A sunken stone platform, forged from gold and stone, slowly rose from the tunnel, upon which rested a black box covered with the jade seal of Langhuan.
Chen Jinshi looked on with a smile.
The Crimson Cloud Sect's Golden Sun Formation stacked up from all four sides. After a series of incantations, the seal loosened, and the box opened.
Just then, a fluffy silver fox tail suddenly struck straight at them!
In the blink of an eye, no one went to protect the box.
Instead, once everyone realized someone was trying to steal the box, they all started...
Countless figures leaped into the air simultaneously, making it impossible to distinguish which sect or clan they belonged to. Everyone shouted the name of protecting Langhuan and fought even more fiercely than before.
The silver fox darted and weaved among them with incredible agility. Not only did Xianba want to reclaim Jinshi's bones, but she hadn't yet settled her score with the Crimson Cloud Sect.
Seeing this, the female protagonist gritted her teeth and tried to block the crowd. She wasn't trying to steal the Nether Bone, but rather she wanted to obtain this opportunity fairly and justly.
But the male lead finally grabbed her and said, "Enough, Gong Yuqiu, do you know you're injured?!"
Amidst the chaotic scramble for the prize, the male and female protagonists finally begin their torturous love story against the backdrop of everyone, much like Gone with the Wind.
"And what about you? Do you feel happy to see you bleeding?" Gong Yuqiu said sadly. "Dongfang Yaotian, have you ever considered me? Do you know what this means to me!"
The male protagonist roared hoarsely, "And what about me! How can you expect me to quell my sense of mission? Why can't you understand me—"
"Enough, enough." The female protagonist said with a bitter smile, stepping back as a light array began to gather beneath her feet.
"I was so foolish to gain Master's approval of our relationship, to take you to the Jade Void Sect, and to make Master happy... Let's end things here, Dongfang Yaotian."
It began with a tree, and it ended with a tree. Slashing the tree is a tragedy, and our relationship is severed.
"What? No—" But he saw that Gong Yuqiu's feet were already preparing to leap.
Chen Jinshi yawned and stood up leisurely.
Time to prepare for the tree offering ceremony.
He looked at the distant, flickering lightning on the horizon, the majestic image of the Heavenly Dharma terrifying mortals, and smiled gently.
Langhuan, oh Langhuan, you've come way too late.
Miao Jue's alarm bells went off immediately, and he stood up, ready to take action at any moment.
What is he going to do? What exactly is he going to do today?
While the male and female leads were struggling, the villain's gaze finally landed on Miao Jue's face.
“Dongfang Qian,” he looked at her for a while, his whole being elegant and charming, and said with regret and tenderness, “—If I am too harsh on you in the future, don’t be sad.”
When he finally arrives ten years later, when everything is clear, the person I want to find and the things I want to do will all go smoothly.
He could kill her without hesitation.
Miaojue looked at him with a puzzled expression.
When did he stop being harsh on her?
She did not respond to his calling her name.
"Dongfang Qian." So he called her again.
The protagonist has to keep an eye on both the male and female leads, who have returned to their old ways, and the wicked villain in front of him. For a moment, he doesn't know which one to control first.
Chen Jinshi stared at her for a long time, and finally slightly raised the corners of his lips, as if reminding her with a hint of pity, "If I kill you, remember to run."
If he could return to his original position after ten years, he would still vaguely remember Dongfang Qian saying she wanted to repair his bones, remembering that Dongfang Qian had returned the fish scales to Gui Liu, and even remembering her saying why rhinoceros horn and ivory couldn't be replaced with human bones—
Then he will let her go.
The matrix suddenly shone, and the male and female protagonists were about to teleport back to Tianyan Kingdom. The white-robed man in front of them smiled and left these words before disappearing into the teleportation array in the blink of an eye.
However, the slender fingertips bound by the red ribbon had already firmly and tightly gripped him.
None of you three are getting away!!
She was then transported to the teleportation array that the male and female protagonists had hated countless times.
Miaojue felt as if the wind spirits and water spirits were intertwined before her eyes, with swirling ashes spreading among them. She was like a branch being battered by a stream, bending and flowing in all directions, and then suddenly her vision cleared.
...
Tianyan Kingdom.
The Eastern Yaotian Palace.
The marriage tree still stands as it did when they left, just as it has for ten years.
The similar scene made Miaojue feel a momentary sense of disorientation, as if his perspective had been misplaced.
For the past ten years, she has stood here for a long time. Whenever the male and female protagonists of Destiny appear by teleportation, she knows that she is about to be killed again.
Back in Changming Village, her second brother and eighth sister never let her do chores like fetching water or gathering firewood, saying that she wasn't as thick-skinned as them and would definitely cry if she got pricked.
Even the boy from her childhood, who always had a sour face, never let her get even a scratch on her oily skin.
They certainly couldn't have imagined that she would later be hacked and chopped repeatedly.
The three people standing in front of the tree at this moment are just like those on the day of the world's destruction ten years later.
Dongfang Yaotian gripped his knife, his eyes bloodshot: "I'll ask you one last time, Gong Yuqiu, do you really want to sever ties with me?"
Gong Yuqiu: "Let the tree marks be my witness, between you and me—"
Before he finished speaking, a tremendous force, seemingly from nowhere, suddenly spread rapidly, as if incinerated.
Chen Jinshi stood smiling not far away.
He didn't even care about Dongfang Qian, who had been brought along.
Gong Yuqiu sensed something was amiss, but then heard what sounded like thunder chasing them from the distant horizon. Was that Langhuan's divine punishment? Was it coming to punish them?
"So our love was a sin..."
Gong Yuqiu smiled sadly, and was about to bring her sword down on the tree trunk when she was suddenly blasted away by an even clearer and more immense force.
Dongfang Yaotian couldn't help but fly over to catch her, but his vision was already filled with ashes that invaded his consciousness, causing them to lose consciousness in the blink of an eye and both of them to collapse to the ground.
The intense ash burned to a blood-red color, completely enveloping the entire marriage tree.
Starting from the tree roots, an extremely complex array of ancient seal script patterns stretched outwards from the ground, pouring all the surging ashes back into the ground.
With a smile, Chen Jinshi walked step by step toward the marriage tree.
The louder the laughter, the more intense it becomes.
Almost instantly, in the blink of an eye, the compass on his fingertips spun ten times backward.
In the ever-changing landscape of the world turning to ashes, no one can notice, and no one has the time to react.
The young man in white stretched out his arm amidst the dancing and leaping ashes, and starting from the fingertips marked with a red birthmark, the immense power and surging emotions began to return to their place.
Just like him standing in this position ten years later.
And him, standing in the same spot right now.
Reach out to each other, and return to your rightful place, inch by inch.
The dust-free hem of his clothes fluttered wildly in the force of the air, and the roaring future surged past his eyes, finally settling on the tree in front of him.
A pair of dark, sparkling peach blossom eyes slowly opened.
The world is buzzing.
In the dungeon of Langhuan Zero, the Azure Dragon suddenly opened its eyes. Behind Jade Void Mountain, a bear-like creature propped itself up. The galloping divine steed halted its hooves in the mountains, and the lurking iron beast snapped the bamboo in its hand.
At this moment, all the remaining members of the Underworld race sensed something.
The person simply stood quietly in front of the tree.
Ten years later, just as he was about to complete refining the Heavenly Destiny Pearl, someone suddenly turned back time, causing him to fail at the last moment.
It was because he saw the person trapped in the tree.
The dust collection suddenly stopped.
The ashes vanished without a trace, thunder roared overhead, and a bolt of lightning struck down with tremendous force.
He didn't care, and just slowly turned around.
His peach blossom eyes were not deep, nor were they smiling; they were just somewhat bewildered.
A young girl stood gracefully in front of the hall, watching him reach out his hand to the tree trunk with a blank expression.
She looked at the lightning that struck him overhead, then at him standing under the tree, and slowly grasped the apical bud in her sea of consciousness.
"Stay here and don't move."
The tree was struck by lightning; this is a good place to repeat the process.
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