Legend of Fu Yao

Meng Fuyao reached out to accept it when the official’s hand jerked, and the wine splashed out towards Meng Fuyao’s face!

Everyone’s eyes followed the trajectory of the wine.

Meng Fuyao snorted coldly.

She tapped her chopsticks lightly.

The wine suddenly froze.

Everyone present gaped, horror apparent in their eyes as they watched the wine freeze in midair with a crackling sound. And in Meng Fuyao’s hand was no longer a pair of regular wooden chopsticks; it had become frozen, and when it touched the wine, a layer of white frost quickly spread through it.

The white frost grew larger and larger, extending towards the hand of the official. To everyone’s horror, his hand suddenly became a pair of “frozen hands.”

The official was already gaping in shock, and after a long moment, he shouted in alarm as Meng Fuyao tapped his hand with her chopsticks and asked, “Do you like my little trick?”

“Demon! Demon!” The entire table retreated in fright, toppling over their chairs in panic. Only Magistrate Xian retained his composure as he stood up and pointed at Meng Fuyao with fat, trembling fingers. “You, you, you… Where are you from, demon! How dare you commit evil in my presence!”

“Me?” Meng Fuyao smiled and sipped at her wine. She placed a foot on her chair and pulled the magistrate towards her. “[a]

Thud!

After hearing her pompous and dramatic self-introduction, Magistrate Xian’s eyes rolled upwards, and he fainted.

Whoosh—

All the guests in the hall ran away.

Meng Fuyao laughed loudly, sending the bag of gold in her hands, flying into the hands of Old Li’s hands as he rushed forward to check on the situation. “I really didn’t intend to cause any trouble, but yet I was born to attract trouble… Old Li, this bag of gold is enough to buy four rooms from you for us to stay the night,” she apologized.

Old Li was an understanding man; upon seeing Li Zheng, whose hands were still frozen in a throwing position, he immediately understood what was going on and quickly said, “No matter, no matter.” He personally brought Meng Fuyao and the others to the courtyard to rest. When Meng Fuyao entered the house, she saw a flash of lightning streak across the sky. Dense, grey clouds began to rumble, and a heavy shower soon began to fall from the sky.

Meng Fuyao smiled and said, “What a torrential rain.” Turning to Zhangsun Wuji, she said, “Rest well, you don’t look so good.”

Zhangsun Wuji nodded, and Meng Fuyao returned to her room to sleep. However, she felt uneasy, as though having a thunderstorm during a wedding was a sign of misfortune, as though something was about to happen. She had already changed into her sleeping robes, yet she still couldn’t sleep well, sitting up and lying down repeatedly. Suddenly, she heard a loud noise coming from outside the window. Standing up, she saw a huge gust of wind blow the window against the wall. That gust of wind was extremely huge, nearly smashing the window into smithereens.

The torrential rain spilled in, spraying on everyone and Meng Fuyao hurriedly ran forward to close the window. At that moment, a flash of lightning streaked through the sky like a white blade, illuminating the entire courtyard. In that flash, Meng Fuyao suddenly noticed that the window opposite hers had been blown open as well, and Zhangsun Wuji, who had been sitting on the bed resting, had suddenly retreated.

The scene disappeared as the lightning receded, plunging everything into darkness. Meng Fuyao was in shock and had already jumped out of the window.

She rushed into the rain just as another lightning flashed in the sky, lighting up her entire body.

She sprinted into Zhangsun Wuji’s room only to realize that the floor was filled with water. When she entered, a white streak rushed out, and Meng Fuyao shouted, “Furball, it’s me! What’s going on!”

In the darkness, Lord Yuan Bao squeaked loudly, its tone fearful nd urgent, and Meng Fuyao could even make out the despair in its tone.

She lunged forward and stepped onto the bed, reaching for Zhangsun Wuji’s pulse. His body was cold, and there was almost no pulse at all!

Meng Fuyao was almost scared unconscious and desperately slapped herself as the stinging pain brought her back to her senses. She calmed her heart and measured his pulse again, realizing that it seemed as if Zhangsun Wuji had trained too hard and ended up heading towards the path of going out of control, but in that instant, he had gone into hibernation mode and forcibly shut down his bodily functions, preventing his body and inner energy from getting affected. However, at the same time, he had also forced himself into a deep coma.

Meng Fuyao sent a stream of inner energy into his body and instantly knew why he would risk going out of control. Zhangsun Wuji had been using inner energy continuously for a long time to solidify her foundations, yet his own cultivation and inner energy development had come to a pause. When he tried to kickstart his cultivation again, he was momentarily unable to withstand the aggressiveness of his practice. And because of the deep hatred in his heart, he refused to give up, resulting in him landing in this state.

This state, wasn’t it as good as being caused by her?

Meng Fuyao bit her lip and supported him up, pressing her hand behind his back. “Furball, go and get Tie Cheng to cast a protective array for us, we can’t be disturbed right now.”

Lord Yuan Bao[b]

At the same moment…

The sound of sprinting horses thundered through the air, their hooves splashing the water all about the streets of the little town. The rain seeped into the purple capes of the riders, dyeing them black. They looked as if they were the manifestation of death itself, knocking away the red lanterns hanging along the main doors of the Li family.

A moment later…

Ahh—

A bloodcurdling scream pierced the night sky, yet it was cut off abruptly, followed by the ear-splitting rumble of thunder.

The rain continued to beat down, creating a waterfall from the top of the steps to the front doors.

The water was dyed a deep red.

The blood-water flowed across the ground past the glistening surface of pattering purple oiled boots.

The Amethyst Cape Knights strode through the blood-water, their blades shining with blood as they headed through the great hall and into the courtyard, bringing with them the metallic stench of blood and the storm, looking like a nightmare awaiting the fall of the Li family.

Patter, patter.

The sound of blood-soaked soles squelched disgustingly across the courtyard. Every sound was dulled by the storm, or perhaps it was because one was being strangled, making it difficult to discern anything.

“Ahh—” A woman’s scream was followed by the sound of fabric ripping, simultaneously, lightning lit up the room, and a flawless, snow-white body was revealed.

The sound of wild, raucous laughter rang out through the rain.

“… Truly a beauty… This trip was not wasted!”

“Brothers, hurry over… Look at this pale skin, Brothers, I can’t resist anymore…”

“Why are you rushing! Line up and take turns! I’ve long heard that Old Li’s new daughter-in-law was a looker, let’s all have some fun today!”

The rain and wind continued to batter against the windows like a whip.

“Ouch—”

Suddenly, a man’s cry resounded through the rain, followed by a crisp clap of thunder and someone cursed angrily, “B*tch! How dare you bite me!”

Following that were the sounds of a scuffle, followed by a “Ping!” as the door was kicked open and a woman whose robes were hanging off her shoulders stumbled out into the rain.

Her red bridal costume had been torn into shreds and dyed in various shades of red. Her hair fell all over her face, sticking to her jade-white forehead as she stumbled out and tripped over a corpse. She tumbled to the ground and crawled towards it to take a look.

“Husband—”

The woman screamed and launched herself forward to hug the corpse that had been her husband. Her husband, her husband, just a moment ago she had been filled with joy and waiting for him to remove her veil, yet just a moment later she was now kneeling at the door staring at the still-warm corpse of her new husband.

Behind her, someone had rushed over. The woman retracted her outstretched hands and grit her teeth as she ran down the steps, yet at the foot of the steps was yet another head. As the woman focused her eyes and took a look, she let out another heartbreaking cry.

“Father—”

Her father, who had accompanied her for the wedding and did not go home due to the rain, stared at her with eyes that would never close by themselves again.

The daughter knelt down in the rain, trembling profusely as the rain splashed down on her frame. Blood mixed with rainwater as it streamed down the courtyard. The men who had been chasing stopped chasing suddenly, wrapping their arms around their breasts and laughing loudly in the rain.

“Whore, who said you could run—do you still hope for anyone to save you now?”

“What are we chasing for? Once she’s done looking at all the dead bodies, wouldn’t she return to lie under us?”

Someone’s footsteps could be heard treading lightly in the rain, and a figure appeared holding an umbrella. He faced the man atop the steps and said, “Captain, having some fun in the rain is rather interesting too, slippery like a fish, it’s a different kind of experience…”

The captain’s eyes lit up, and he began to laugh heartily. Patting the man’s shoulder, he said, “This rascal’s really something!”

The man laughed along, and a lantern light shone over his face as he bent his back; it was actually the official whose hands Meng Fuyao had frozen earlier.

He wiped the sweat off his brow… These men had just been nearby and were looking for a certain wanted criminal, yet they had been pestering him for a girl to relieve themselves, even taking an interest in his 13-year-old daughter… Helplessly, he could only sacrifice the Li family’s new daughter-in-law… yet… these Amethyst Cape Knights were far too cruel… the Li family were so unfortunate…

[a]Missing part

[b]Missing part