Legend of Fu Yao - Chapter 275
Chapter 275: Untitled
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Meng Fuyao folded her arms and smirked. She called Tie Cheng over in a low tone and instructed him. “Contact Ji Yu and let the Black Wind Cavalry disperse like how they used to do. Enter the capital from different routes in Xuanji, and meet me there in early April.”
While Tie Cheng left with her instructions, Meng Fuyao looked at their accommodation, which had no ventilation at all. Fire could be seen everywhere, and the steel weapons emitted a murderous gleam. As shouts of “take revenge for our brothers” sounded through the sky, she could not help but smirk again. “The rebellious clans even have weapons that belong to the army? A collusion to this extent? Xuanji is done for.”
However, Zhangsun Wuji said, “The head of the Eternal Sky Clan was rumored to be a character who could rank as one of the top ten wielders. He is no ordinary man, and you have to be careful.”
Meng Fuyao looked down at the entrance of the accommodation – amongst the crowd stood an elder who was bald and dressed in red cloth. His temples protruded greatly, and he seemed to be full of energy as he commanded his people to attack the accommodation. Instantly, Meng Fuyao’s interest was aroused, and she dashed out quickly.
Her figure created a thick and black line in the sky, and it immediately caused the wind to howl beside her. The surrounding flames neatly shunned away from the ball of vital energy surrounding her, and the flames were kept to just the perimeter wall. On the other hand, the arrows aiming at her lost their sense of direction, brushed past her sleeves, and struck the door instead. The door, which was already pretty fragile from the fire, collapsed after the arrows struck. As a result, dust and wooden splints flew in all directions, and some hit the Eternal Sky Clan members who were actively trying to attack the door. Blood immediately flowed down from these members’ heads.
This shocking presence caused the Eternal Sky Clan members to step back in shock. In that swift moment, Meng Fuyao zoomed past the fire and the stunned green-clothed crowd, resembling a long umber-black knife that cut across the backbone of a giant green snake. Where she passed by, there were bodies that flew into the sky and blood that splattered in all directions. Terrified screams quickly overwhelmed the cries of revenge.
Meanwhile, Meng Fuyao aimed straight for the head of the Eternal Sky Clan. That elder could not help but raise his eyebrows at her shocking appearance, and he took a step back and waved his hand. Immediately, there were sounds of knives clashing against one another, which came from 18 knives being stacked together to form an extremely sturdy formation.
The knives were very shiny, and the 18 beams of light created a fast and strange rhythm as they moved through the 18-people formation. The beams flashed in all directions and reflected the light from the fire, causing people to be even more blinded by the sight. The surrounding people could not help but raise their sleeves to block their eyes, and at that moment, nothing clear could be seen.
In the meantime, the elder rolled up his sleeves and exposed his pair of thick and blood-red palms behind the formation. It was obvious that those were palms which could poison. The elder smirked and gazed at Meng Fuyao, and waited for the instant that her eyes met the blinding knives. It was a light formation that was taught by an expert, and it became even more extraordinary under the facilitation of the poisonous palms which could disappear in a trace. Up until then, there were already a few top-notch wielders who had died under this formation, and he believed that it would be no exception for the 19-year old girl, even though she was one of the top ten wielders.
Contrary to his expectations, Meng Fuyao suddenly twisted her body in mid-air.
She dashed so aggressively that no one would imagine her being able to overcome that forceful momentum. Yet Meng Fuyao flipped so easily, as though she was a fish swimming in the ocean, and she kicked one of the Eternal Sky Clan members over to the formation. The gleams of the knives instantly brightened, and as a traumatized scream sounded, the knife penetrated the member’s body.
At that moment, the people in the formation were taken aback. However, they were well trained, and their reflexes quickly made them move. The dead body slipped down, but Meng Fuyao did not stop as she delivered ten-odd kicks in that quick instant. As though she was just kicking rubber balls, the green-clothed Eternal Sky Clan members were sent flying towards the knives at the speed of lightning. Even though they tried to evade, there was no way for them to do so. One by one, the knives penetrated the bodies. As there was not enough time for the formation to shake the bodies off, the formation quickly became skewers of bloody ants. Meng Fuyao flew to the sky, stepped on the corpses on the knives for momentum and flew past the formation, towards the head of the Eternal Sky Clan.
That elder smirked and delivered the blood-red palms which he had mustered for a long while. He barked, “Today, your position will be replaced by me!”
120% of his inner energy was invested into that extremely vigorous palm. As he delivered his blow, he created a wave of rancid odor that reached miles away.
However, Meng Fuyao suddenly disappeared.
In a swift and nimble movement, she flipped over the head of the Eternal Sky Clan. When the head saw that she disappeared in a second, he was not too flustered and quickly delivered another blow behind him, which was just as aggressive and as smelly as the one before. It was hard to imagine that the amount of energy in both palms was the same, and his front and back attacks were just as agile!
It came to the moment when he delivered the back blow.
Suddenly, he felt a figure drift past before his eyes.
The feeling of spotting someone from the peripheral vision always seemed strange and imaginary. In that instant, the other party gave him the impression that he was seeing things, that it was just a mirage as he was always slightly distracted by the glow of the fire. In reality, he was also blocked by the knife formation in front of him, and Meng Fuyao flipped towards his back. At that moment, there shouldn’t be anyone in front of him.
However, the experienced head, who had dominated Xuanji and gone through decades of battles, immediately raised one palm to defend his front and the other palm to support.
Unfortunately, he was one step too late.
A palm gently reached over and closed above him. The surrounding gust of air, which was still moving a second ago, suddenly stopped as if it was glued. Even the movement of his blood-red palm was stopped.
The head of the Eternal Sky Clan slightly stiffened in his attack.
Behind him, Meng Fuyao did not even look back, and she immediately packed a punch!
The punch immediately destroyed the heart!
In the surrounding chaos, only the head of the Eternal Sky Clan heard that muffled but depressing crack. It resembled the sound of the sky falling down on him or the ground splitting beneath him; in that instant, all his blood, flesh, and consciousness were utterly crushed and buried. He could hear the blood in his body flowing speedily as they lost control after his organs and heart crumbled, and it seemed as though the blood was skipping joyously with newfound freedom. However, this was also the last time in his life that it could be so joyous that it neared the point of hilarity. It resembled the last dance of a banquet, and then, nightfall came, and the stars and fire extinguished.
He didn’t even voice his last shout or spit out that last mouthful of blood. Heavily and hopelessly, he collapsed to the ground.
In his life, his last thought was “the person in front of him… who was that?”.
The person in front was Zhangsun Wuji.
His Highness, the Crown Prince, who was very lazy and loathed fighting, had been leaning comfortably against Meng Fuyao’s back. When King Meng flipped over, he slipped off her back like cotton and landed right in front of the head of Eternal Sky Clan, although it was not very kind of him to do so.
But he was already in that position, and he had to at least move a little.
The head of the Eternal Sky Clan, who could not rival Meng Fuyao even with the knife formation, would not possibly be able to fend off the front and back attacks wielded by two shameless experts. The only difference was how fast he would die.
In just one move!
The head of the Eternal Sky Clan was dead!
The Clan members were baffled. In their eyes, they only saw Meng Fuyao dash out super aggressively and kick ten-odd people over to the formation in the blink of an eye. Then, there seemed to a light purple shadow that floated by when Meng Fuyao suddenly backflipped in front of their head? After that, it was just a blow by Meng Fuyao.
And their head was dead.
The old head, who had never been defeated in Xuanji and could even rival the top ten wielders, died just like that?
There was nothing more devastating than witnessing the downfall of a seemingly unsurpassable idol. In that instant, the members of the Clan stopped their attack and started retreating in shock. Some of those who were more senior flew over, but they did not dare to come near as well. As they hesitated and glanced at each other, they saw an opportunity – since the head was dead, there would be a new fight for power. It was more important to preserve their forces.
“Retreat!” After a moment, one of the vice heads shouted, and the other members immediately moved away.
However, Meng Fuyao became anxious. ‘Shit, if you guys retreat, how are we going to ‘disappear’? We wouldn’t be able to play the game then?’ she thought.
Seeing how the members retreated instead of taking revenge for their head, and the guards from afar were also finally “reaching,” Meng Fuyao was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, she frantically waved her hands and dashed towards the crowd, shouting “Ah ah ah… kill me please, ah I did not bring any weapons…” When no one bothered with her, she quickly subdued one and grabbed his hat, and subdued another and stripped his clothes off… She mixed into the bunch of Eternal Sky Clan members who retreated hurriedly and ran far away.
On January 26, the Crown Prince of Wuji and King Meng of Da Han were attacked at their accommodation in the outskirts of Xuanji. It was carried out by the Eternal Sky Clan as revenge for one of the senior members, who was killed by the two of them. In the mess, the head of the Eternal Sky Clan was killed, while the Crown Prince and the King of Han disappeared.
Golden mountains bred beautiful rivers, and the river flowed like transverse waves.
The Beautiful River, the largest river in Xuanji that spanned the northern and southern regions, was also the river that maintained the lives of countless citizens in Xuanji. The Beautiful River lived up to its name for being limpid and gorgeous, and the landscape was excellent, resembling the graceful poses of beautiful court women. The segment of the river beside the Jade Cliff was even more renowned. It had 18 beautiful sceneries, including the “Belle Hairdo,” “Full Moon Cliff,” “Jade and Bamboo Sendai” and “Elegant Hairpin Summit.” The River was so clear that the appearance looked like jade, and it was known as “The Most Beautiful River in Xuanji.”
It was an early morning in Spring, and there were still light layers of fog above the river surface. A small boat turned round the corner of a mountain and appeared. The boat lady steered the boat proficiently and went past the layer of fog under the light-red rays of sunrise. Nimbly, she controlled the boat to glide across the clear and crystal-like water surface. The sound of the rowing neared and echoed in the calm morning.
“Hey, boat lady!” A crisp call suddenly sounded from the river bank. The boat lady heard the call and looked over, and she saw a teenage girl clad in light-green clothes waving towards her. She beamed happily, and her disposition was even more charming than the most beautiful Full Moon Cliff, and her eyes illuminated so brightly that the light layer of fog seemed to become even thinner under the gleam.
Beside her stood a tall man who was dressed in ease. His appearance could only be half-seen, and he had his hands behind his back as he glanced at the river surface. One’s breathing could be messed up by just looking at that fluid glance of his.
The boat lady looked at the pair in a daze. She had no knowledge of sophisticated words to describe them and could only praise from the bottom of her heart. “What a beautiful couple!”
Even as the boat lady continued to stare dazedly, the teenage girl did not become angry. She giggled and handed over one silver ingot. “Please bring us past this river.”
The ingot was exquisite and worth five taels, which was about the income that the boat lady could earn only after half a year of rowing. In a joyous expression, the boat lady rowed over and took it.
That teenage girl giggled again and said, “I will give you another five taels after we alight.”
Upon hearing that, the boat lady was overjoyed. However, the teenage girl smiled and added, “But I have conditions.” Counting her finger, she spoke in a fast tone, “One, do not peek. Two, do not ask. Three, your food must be delicious. I will deduct one tael for every extra peek, two taels for any questions asked, and three taels for untasty food, until the five taels are fully deducted. If there is a deficit, you have to pay us back.”