Chasing the deer in the mortal world
That bow suits Lu Yixin very well.
Several vines twisted out beautiful patterns, and white flowers bloomed on the bow arm. The bow was light and nimble. Lu Yixin picked it up, cushioned it, and shot an arrow a hundred feet away. With a soft thud, the only daisy in the grass was pierced through and fell to the ground.
"Good arrow!" Shi Xu couldn't help but whistle.
Lu Yixin pressed down on her wrist, and the bow turned into specks of light and disappeared into the air, making it quite convenient to carry.
"So, haven't I surpassed my teacher?" She hopped around Shi Xu, "Now, shouldn't the title of Mi Tianze's number one archer belong to me?"
There was never such a title to begin with.
Shi Xu sat side by side with her on the grassy slope, enjoying the last moments of beautiful tranquility together.
Are you scared?
“I, the number one marksman, am not afraid,” Lu Yixin buried her face between her knees and took a deep breath after a long while. “Today I must fill my little bag to the brim with leaves, so that I can throw them every time tomorrow.”
She smiled, pursing her lips, and said to Shi Xu, "Brother Shi Xu, you've never seen how amazing my leaf-plucking and flower-flying technique is, have you? Would you like to show me?"
"OK."
Shi Xu stood up as she moved. She plucked a leaf, her fingertips glowing with green light and brimming with spiritual energy, which she poured into the slender leaf. Her wrist almost became a blur.
The leaves, like shuttles, spun rapidly in the air, shearing off a drooping willow branch.
"Depend on!"
The lynx leader, Wuyan, raised his head angrily, clutching a lock of his long hair that had been cut off. In a hoarse voice, he roared at the two men behind him, "Go and kill Lu Yixin!"
That brat used to just hide behind that old codger and wail. What was she holding just now? If he hadn't dodged quickly, she would have almost spun his eyes out!
Dark clouds hung high over Yushan Pass, obscuring the sky and the sun. The sultry wind, carrying a sense of oppression, stirred up the simmering flames, turning them into a sea of fire.
It was even more grand than the day of the Kami ceremony.
The grassland was torn up and trampled, and blood stained the entire Yushan Pass.
"Xin Xin! Come behind me!"
Shi Xu wiped the blood from his face, which he didn't know whose, and shouted at Lu Yixin.
The two transformed into lynxes and charged towards Lu Yixin! The instant the lynxes took to the air, a vine bow appeared in her hand, and she swiftly shot a green beam of light at the lynxes' bodies.
The lynx tried to turn around, but it was too late. It could only watch helplessly as the arrow pierced through its body and then plummeted heavily from the sky.
Lu Yixin was panting heavily, her forehead covered in sweat like pearls from a broken string, and her hand holding the bow was trembling uncontrollably, the base of her thumb and forefinger rubbed red from the force.
She no longer needs to rely on others... she can do it all by herself.
Shi Xu's gaze followed her every move. Seeing that she was unharmed, his wildly beating heart finally calmed down, and he transformed into a giant white lion, walking to Lu Yixin's side.
Lu Yixin immediately understood his meaning, flipped herself onto the horse, and fired three arrows in quick succession, each one hitting the target precisely.
Not enough! The arrows are too slow!
She put away her vine bow, threw several leaves at the crowd, slit the throats of everyone, and blood sprayed out like rain, splattering all over her and the white lion.
Wu Yan cursed under his breath, his hand transforming into a claw as he swiftly swooped down, intending to strike Lu Yixin directly, but was stopped by Lang Ruo's sword. Her red robes fluttered in the wind as she descended from the sky, meeting Wu Yan's bloodshot eyes, and sneered, "Little cat, your opponent is me!"
"Langruo!" Wuyan secretly exerted his strength, confronting her. "I didn't know when you submitted to that old codger."
“You’re wrong,” Lang Ruo said with a smile, but her eyes were as cold as frost in the dead of winter. “Regardless of the Forest King, I only admire Lu Yixin.”
Wu Yan was no match for her. In a moment of carelessness, her gleaming sword severed his right ear. The intense pain left him with a huge opening. Lang Ruo pressed down on him and whispered into his remaining left ear, "See you in the next life."
Before she finished speaking, she beheaded him with a single sword stroke. The head rolled to her feet, and she crushed it under her foot.
She had already said that little kittens were nothing to be afraid of.
With their leader gone, the remaining lynxes were nothing but a scattered mob.
Over there, the bear clan leader Qi Huan was engaged in a fierce battle with the wild boar leader Jie Ying. Both of them were incredibly strong, and in close combat, it was difficult to tell who was stronger. Both of them had sustained injuries.
"Damn it, you old pig, stop fighting! It's not too late to surrender now!"
Qi Huan blew his nose and, cursing, punched Jie Ying again.
"Nonsense!" Jie Ying, whose eye was bruised from the beating, still retorted, "Why don't you say that joining the pro-war party now can help us turn the tide!"
The two engaged in a war of words and a physical confrontation, resulting in a stalemate for a time.
"Uncle Qi Huan!"
Lu Yixin and Shi Xu arrived at this time.
With the help of the two men, Jieying was quickly subdued, but he was still not behaving himself and would kick Qi Huan every now and then. Qi Huan couldn't stand it anymore, so he carried him on his shoulder and threw him into the pit that Jieying had dug in advance.
Aside from the two main forces of lynx and wild boar, the pro-war faction had little left; the remaining people were easily handled by Lian Chu alone.
The flames of war stretched for dozens of miles, finally extinguished at dawn. The scorched earth, stained with blood, will surely yield even more abundant fruit next year.
—
The dried blood was difficult to wash away, so Lu Yixin jumped into the river and lay on the bank, exhausted and drowsy.
Her body was covered with wounds of all sizes. She hadn't felt anything at first, but as soon as she relaxed, the pain started to throb. She wanted to sleep for a while, but the pain made it impossible for her to fall asleep.
The river water wasn't too cold in May. She forced herself to wash off the blood and grime, shivering as she climbed out and got dressed, preparing to ask Sandalwood Lady for some more scar-removing ointment.
The Peace Party won a great victory in this battle, but before everyone could celebrate, a piece of bad news came out like a bolt from the blue.
King Sen fell ill again.
He was still conscious, but he was completely unable to move or speak. He could only lie on the couch, and even eating required someone to take care of him personally.
“Grandpa, it’s alright,” Lu Yixin put down her spoon and had a servant take it away. “We’ve made it through so many times before, haven’t we?”
But this time it's different.
Bai Tanxiang had told her before that this time she must not let her grandfather fall into a coma, otherwise there was a high chance that he would never wake up again and pass away.
"Isn't there any way to delay it any longer?"
Lu Yixin sobbed uncontrollably, choking out, "This day has finally come, and the Sen tribe has finally regained peace. Grandpa can't be hurt at this time. This is something he's been looking forward to for so long. Now that it's finally come true after so many hardships, he's fallen ill..."
Bai Tanxiang was also moved. Her eyes reddened, and she turned her head away, but her fingernails dug deeply into her palm.
The king repeatedly warned her not to reveal the truth about the Sun-Shining Golden Elixir, otherwise the child would truly blame herself for the rest of her life.
She had no way to prolong the life of the Forest King. Now the Forest King was truly in his twilight years, and no one could save him.
Now that King Sen is ill, all the post-war cleanup work has been handed over to Shi Xu and Lu Yixin. More than a month later, the two of them started staying up all night again, their dark circles under their eyes so heavy that several hooks could hang from them.
Lu Yixin was so tired that she would sometimes fall asleep while talking to Sen Wang. Sen Wang would not wake her up. Whenever this happened, he would have a servant take a thin blanket that had been prepared in advance and gently cover her with it. Then he would gaze at her with his cloudy eyes until she woke up.
Time is running out. His little granddaughter is capable of shouldering the responsibility of reviving the clan, and he can leave in peace.
Let her do whatever she wants.
Fortunately, Senwang's condition is still stable; he is just unable to take care of himself.
It was June again, and just when everyone had given up hope for the God-Celebrating Ceremony, news came from the Canggu Temple that the ceremony would still be held on time.
The remaining Sen people all gathered in the Valley of Reverence, wanting to see how the Sen King would preside over the ceremony, but the person who came out of the back courtyard was not the Sen King, but a little girl known to everyone.
She stood where the throne had been placed, dressed in a heavy, aquamarine robe. After bowing to the people in the valley, she stood still and recounted the various events, large and small, that had occurred within the Sen tribe over the past year.
When she spoke of the war, her voice faintly betrayed a hint of a sob.
What was she doing at this time last year?
So much has happened in just one year, and when she reminisces and gives her speech, the events of last year feel like a lifetime ago.
After the celebration ceremony, although the Forest King did not release any news for a long time, everyone naturally assumed that Lu Yixin was the next successor, and everyone saw her contributions and efforts.
But one day, she suddenly left.
—
In fact, Lu Yixin had already given up on finding Shen Qiexing and planned to spend her last days with Sen Wang, but Sen Wang insisted on letting her go out.
Because King Sen didn't want his child to abandon the decision he was going to make because of him.
But no matter what he said, the child refused to leave, so he could only tremblingly write these words in her palm:
—Perhaps the dragons have a way to save Grandpa. Why don't you give it a try? You've never left Mitianze before, so go out and explore. Maybe you'll find something useful.
Yes, Brother Qiexing once told her that among the four races, the Dragon Clan was the most powerful, and the other three races combined could not match the strength of a single Dragon Clan. At the time, she did not know that he was a member of the Dragon Clan and thought he was exaggerating.
She doesn't trust others, but if it's a divine intervention, perhaps there really is a way!
Didn't he say he was going to find the Phoenix Clan before he left...?
Lu Yixin didn't have much to pack. She only took the remaining Sun-Golden Pills with her when she left. She bid farewell to Sen Wang and Shi Xu and went to the Wutong Tree alone. But it wasn't until she had been in the mortal world for three days that she belatedly realized that she didn't seem to know where the Wutong Tree was.
Outside of Mitianze lies the mortal world, where ordinary people live. It is said that among the four major clans, only Mitianze has a border with the mortal world, so the mortal world is the only way to go out.
—
Lu Yixin sat in a place called an inn, feeling embarrassed. She thought to herself that she should have asked around before coming out, so she wouldn't be so clueless now.
If she wasn't mistaken, the paulownia tree should be perched high in the clouds, but how was she going to fly up there...?
She couldn't stay at the inn any longer; everything cost money, but she didn't have a single penny.
Everything in the mortal world is different from Mitianze. There are no tall trees here, and flowers and fallen leaves are rarely seen. So far, I have never seen ponds or streams.
She wandered aimlessly and unknowingly ended up in a deserted forest.
forest!
Once inside the woods, Lu Yixin finally felt much safer.
Is anyone there?
"Help!"
Yun Xinglan lay leisurely at the bottom of the pit, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, pretending to weakly call for help.
The fortune teller said he would meet his soulmate at this hour, so why hasn't she arrived yet?
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