Chapter 719
Chapter 719: Duanmu Yao doesn't have the guts Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.
Long Feiye and Han Yunxi had just reached the peak when news of Grand Concubine Yi’s kidnapping spread throughout the mountains. There were rumors that Duanmu Yao threatened the Grand Concubine in a moment of impulse just so Long Feiye would treat her injuries, but was played by Han Yunxi, who instigated Long Feiye into ruining her martial arts; that Han Yunxi hated the head elder for rescuing Duanmu Yao and so poisoned him when she couldn’t beat him in an argument; that Long Feiye had been utterly bewitched by Han Yunxi to take on the punishment in her place and face the wall for a month.
In any case, everyone’s final verdict was that Han Yunxi was a wild, cruel and ruthless woman. It was better not to touch her if you knew what was good for you. Of course, everything had just begun.
Han Yunxi was very surprised when they landed at the peak, because there was nothing there beyond a single tree and one residence hall. It was quiet and still, almost like a separate world. The tree in question was a peach blossom tree planted in front of the building. Unlike others of its species, it was as tall as two men and quite thick. Its old limbs tapered off into many intersecting branches and were all in full bloom despite the chilly frost of Celestial Mountain’s peak. The flowers were tender and luxuriant, shining brilliantly in their splendor.
As the cold winds picked up, the petals began to dance like a vision from a dream. It was almost unreal. One petal landed on Han Yunxi’s nose as she caught scent of its faint fragrance. Han Yunxi loved the aesthetics of petals falling in riotous profusion, even if she was utterly indifferent to other kinds of “peach blossoms.” Meanwhile, Long Feiye gently brushed aside more petals that had landed on her shoulders and dotingly wiped her nose. Without saying a word, he led her into the building after the sword sect master.
This building was a Nine Xuan Hall. By that it meant that it was nine stories stretching straight up into the skies, where it was almost impossible to see the top. Once couldn’t use “magnificent” to describe the sight of a sheer tower reaching to the Heavens from the mountaintop! It had stood for hundreds of years in awe-inspiring grandeur while enduring centuries of wind, rain, and lightning. Even now, it had yet to fall. As long as it existed, Celestial Mountain would as well.
As Han Yunxi stared at the tower, she felt waves of shock wash over her body. But nothing except desolation filled her heart upon walking inside. She glanced back at the blooming peach blossom tree by the entrance and felt sadness overtake her heart. It was such a large hall, but filled with nothing but icy cold. This was an empty building devoid of anything or anyone except for Duanmu Yao and her servant girl kneeling inside. Their footsteps were light as they walked in, but still echoed in the empty space.
Has this place ever been more lively in the past? Was it warmer when the old sword sect master’s beloved first disciple still lived on this world?
A single person’s death was capable of destroying another person’s entire world.
Han Yunxi subconsciously tightened her grip on Long Feiye’s hand. If anything happened to him, would I go insane as well?
“What’s wrong?” Long Feiye could easily sense her unease.
“It’s very cold here,” Han Yunxi murmured back.
Long Feiye simply moved to hug her from behind. “Bear it for a while, we won’t stay long.”
Cang Qiuzi and Cang Xiaoying were still at the entrance. She insisted on sending her father inside, but he told her to leave at once. In the end, Cang Xiaoying ran off in a hurry after her father left her some words. Both Long Feiye and Han Yunxi noticed this, while the sword sect master only spared the man a glance before knitting his brows to approach Duanmu Yao. Meanwhile, Cang Qiuzi clutched his stomach while using his sword to prop himself upright. He grit his teeth to walk in step by step, while Han Yunxi secretly esteemed the man for still having the strength to move after being poisoned for so long. His actual strength couldn’t be underestimated.
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