Chapter 107 of 181
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The sanguinary battle at the top of Meng Hua Peak ended with the sacrifice of twenty-seven divine officials and over a hundred attendants of the Jiuyi Temple. After a day and night of fierce combat, the reinforcements arrived from below the mountain and the Ten Wizards eventually escaped defeated, while all the summoned skeletons fell back down the cliff and silence has been resumed once again.
Exhausted and bleeding, the bird headed into the deep valley in search of a spiritual medicine to treat its wounds.
The Grand Master turned his head and looked at Shi Ying who was still sleeping unconscious on the platform, and let out a long sigh of relief.
The dying man was already getting better, his face gradually gaining a little bit of life; a glowing radiance was flowing through his body, showing evidently that he just re-consolidated the primordial spirit that has been shattered by the heavenly thunder – the Hell of Ten Thousand Tribulations, the Five Lightning Heavenly Punishments, no other Divine Priest had ever managed to escape unscathed from this journey since ancient times.
Wouldn’t have been a waste for such a man to be reverted back to an ordinary mortal?
The Great Priest was gradually recovering, while the young Princess of the Red Clan, who was trailing behind with a broken arm, crouched in front of him and stared at him with anxiety, and her bright eyes were filled with concern.
The Grand Master’s eyes fell on Zhu Yan, and he felt slightly touched.
That girl fought shoulder to shoulder with him in the fierce battle and surprisingly lasted from the beginning to the end. Although she was not yet a rival to her predecessor in terms of cultivation, she was nevertheless superior in her willingness to fight without fear of death. Three times she was knocked away by the Ten Wizards and three times she desperately counterattacked, which left her with numerous wounds all over her body. Because she had accidentally chewed on her cheek when gnawing on the tip of her tongue to cast the blood spell, even her face was half swollen, grimacing and appearing a bit ridiculous – but at the moment, despite suffering nine deaths, she couldn’t be bothered to bandage her own wounds and just crouched there in concern, looking at Shi Ying.
The Grand Master sighed in silence and walked over to pat her on the shoulder. With a jolt, Zhu Yan raised her head to look at the black-robed old man and jerked back a step.
This little girl, she was very scared of him, wasn’t she?
“Shi Ying is about to wake up, you must leave him alone,” the Grand Master’s voice was cold as he pulled the scroll of the imperial decree from his bosom, waving it in front of her eyes before putting it back, “Remember what you promised me.”
“……” Zhu Yan’s face flushed pale when seeing the Imperial decree.
For a moment she clutched her Jade Bone, as if she was going to charge up and fight him to death, but after a moment of hesitation, the little light in her eyes dimmed down and she dropped her arms defeated. She stood up in silence and retreated to the flowering tree, where she remained in a state of stupor. It was only then that she felt the pain running up and down her broken limb and discovered that the blood had stained practically half of her sleeve.
“I didn’t expect you to reach this level of cultivation at such a young age.” The Grand Master’s voice reached her ears from behind with a hint of regret, “Even Shi Ying, at the same age as you, couldn’t have lasted that long under the Ten Wizards’ siege alone.”
“I’m flattered… But no one could be more powerful than Master.” Zhu Yan didn’t want to give him any consideration, and muttered in an unpleasant manner, “It’s just that if one comes to the point of desperation, their skills will naturally surge several times stronger than usual – I’d rather die than let these icy-eyes people touch a single finger of my Master!”
The Grand Master’s heart twitched as he surveyed Zhu Yan once more. But the young girl lowered her head as if in mourning after she finished speaking the words, and wrapped her wounded arm with the belt of her dress.
“What, so resentful?” The Grand Master asked, reading her mind.
Zhu Yan didn’t reply, just wrapped the wound haphazardly, and stared at the scattered fragmented flowers on the ground. The blossoms in the hollow mountain, which originally were in full bloom, had all fallen down after this fierce fight, laying on the ground in layers, like a gorgeous tapestry. She stretched out her toes and kicked the fallen flowers in bewilderment, and only after a long time she finally released an ”ahh”.
“You are still young,” the Grand Master sighed in his heart, but his voice remained calm, “when you will grow up a little more you will learn that no matter who you are, as long as you live in this world, there will actually be a lot of things that you will have to accept even if you are not willing to.”
Zhu Yan couldn’t help but ask, “Then have you ever been unwilling to accept a situation?”
“Of course.” Her question was abrupt, but the Grand Master replied with only a faint smile, “My entire life has been out of my hands.”
Zhu Yan could not help but widen her eyes and swiftly turned back to look at the old man in disbelief, “Is that so? But you’re the Supreme Commander! You’re so capable, how come there could be things you couldn’t do?”
“Of course there are.” Grand Master replied in a short burst.
“What was it?” The young girl’s eyes revealed an intense curiosity, ” Was it something very important?”
The Grand Master shook his head, as if remembering something remote, and his eyes darkened a little before finally whispering, “Just like you. Throughout my life, I have not been able to be with the one I loved.”
“Ah… just like me?” Zhu Yan was stunned for a moment, and simply lowered her head kicking the falling flowers on the ground with the tips of her feet. Only after a long time she whispered, “Was it because the people who obstructed you were more powerful than you, and you couldn’t defeat them?”
The Grand Master was taken aback for a moment by an unexpected thought: it was not really any particular person he was fighting against, but rather his own fate – a destiny that has been sealed practically since birth.
Zhu Yan, however, was staring at him and asked afterwards, “You really couldn’t beat them? Did you exhaust yourself?”
“…” At that moment, the Grand Master froze in shock and remained speechless.
“Could it be that you didn’t?” Zhu Yan couldn’t resist to mutter.
The old man was not speaking, a mixture of expressions was passing through his eyes, gradually turning to sadness – yes, back in the distant past, what did he do when learning that his father had appointed Ah-Yan to his elder brother as the Crown Princess?
He did nothing but hide in the Temple, burying his head in the tomes of the magical arts, and refused to come out of that shell for the rest of his life until he received the terrible news.
Yes, he didn’t do anything, much less exhaust himself! He just gave up prematurely.
“But, I’m not like you. I fought hard for it! I used all my strength and exhausted myself!” Zhu Yan puffed up her chest and exclaimed with a sense of pride. However, after finishing that sentence, she dropped her head again and dejectedly murmured, “But… I still can’t fight you. It’s so hateful!”
The young girl’s words were blunt and bold, yet the Grand Master watched her firmly, and the look in his eyes turned surprisingly gentle.
“I am not trying to make things difficult for you.” The old man finally spoke and sighed, “I’m just protecting Kongsang and trying to protect Shi Ying.”
“Such a noble thing to say.” Zhu Yan muttered, sizing up the old man once again, somewhat helplessly, “Hey… although I can’t use mind reading on you, I can tell that you’re a good person. These days, you’ve been really helping my Master, I could see. Without you, Master would probably have been killed a long time ago because of me.”
The Grand Master nodded, “It’s good that you know.”
“So… maybe it is right for me to listen to you, after all.” Zhu Yan sighed and said in disgust, “There is no way I can afford to gamble with such thing, to put him in danger again, let alone harm my Master a second time – I… shall go far away and let him live out the remaining twenty years in peace.”
At this point, the young girl’s eyes gradually turned ashen, obviously starting to waver in her heart and gradually surrendering her initial perseverance. The Grand Master looked at her and, with a hidden pain in his heart for some reason, and sighed, “It’s for the best that you can think of it this way.”
“But… even if I think this way, it still hurts!” She whispered, her voice shaking, “It hurts so much inside, like I’m being torn apart with force!”
“I know the feeling.” The old man’s voice was gentle, as he sighed, “But you are still young and there are countless possibilities of meeting other people – time will heal all wounds eventually.”
“No, it’s impossible,” Zhu Yan muttered, and her voice choked, “I made it past Yuan, and then I lost out on my Master… I’ll never fall in love with anyone else, ever again!”
“You will eventually bump into someone.” The Grand Master said gently, raising his hand and gripping Zhu Yan’s shoulder. A flowing light enveloped them in an instant, and before Zhu Yan could return to her senses, the pain in her broken arm had disappeared.
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