Chapter 5, Ceremony of Succession (Part 2)
The audience below suddenly became noisy, "Who is this?" "Wen Yu, could it be that Wen Yu raised beside Liang Yu..."
The banquet turned into a calamity of bloodshed, and the immortals hurriedly rolled and crawled onto the clouds to return to the Heavenly Palace
A profound silence enveloped the surroundings
Without the sword tassel, Huarong resembled a monster that had lost its eyes, dancing wildly in the air, inflicting chaotic wounds upon herself. She weakly spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes gradually losing their luster
Her eyes, in contrast to those of Wen Yu, were calm and indifferent, devoid of pain or triumph, as if she were an ant crushed to death by the roadside
The Flower Deity, Wen Yu, has met with all esteemed friends.
Do not even think about it
In an instant, the dark clouds dispersed, and the brilliance on the star platform shone brightly. After three bolts of heavenly thunder, the ceremony was complete
Wen Yu released his hand, and Hua Rong's sword danced and circled in the sky, flashing with red light. Wen Yu said lightly: "Considering the bond between this palace and that sinful woman, this palace will not take action personally, but will let the Heavenly Dao make a decision."
It was just that she understood it too late
She carefully inhaled the scent of the grass and, chuckling, asked: "Beichen and Wenyu will always be with Liangyu, right?"
She thought of those who had deceived her, their hypocritical faces; by now, she could no longer distinguish which ones were masks
The woman extended her hand, and the Huarong sword obediently arrived in her grasp. She took a step forward, and beneath her feet lay the girl who was on the verge of death. She saluted with the sword, and suddenly the sky darkened, with thunderclouds gathering thickly.
The woman on the stage bathed in light slowly opened her mouth, and her gentle voice spread throughout the entire Star Dimension.
It turns out that Liang Yu and Feng Jun share a mutually protective relationship, where he protects her, and she also protects him
Is there really such a thing? The eyes of the gathered immortals were filled with disdain as they looked at the body lying on the stage, its legs exposed, and felt a wave of nausea and revulsion.
Liang Yu uses easily accessible power and empty titles to protect Feng Tong, while Feng Tong has always protected Liang Yu with her life
Feng Tong knelt on one knee beside Liang Yu's corpse, covering her exposed legs with her outer garment. She lifted her up by the waist and slowly stood up, her voice filled with rage: "The daughter of Lady Chonghua, the last descendant of the Lord of Zitan Hall, is it not enough that you conspired to kill her? Do you still wish to scatter her soul?"
Is that you, Feng Jun
She exerted her remaining primordial spirit to draw closer to him
I am about to die
Wen Yu held the Huarong Sword, pointing the blade at his chest
Shu Feng squatted down in a daze and picked up a shiny object from beside his foot
Liang Yu has been behaving improperly and fell into the demonic path six months ago, attempting to deceive the heavens and traverse the seas. By day, she walks normally, while at night she descends to the human realm to capture people to consume, in order to conceal her demonic aura. The heavenly path no longer wishes for her to bear this responsibility, as she harms the common people.
On the stage, Wen Yu spoke softly: "The first crime is being possessed and harming others, specifically plotting against the daughter of the jade lord, the deity Si Ju, which has resulted in Si Ju still being in a coma. The second crime is corrupting morals and damaging customs, which is the third crime." She paused for a moment before continuing: "Do you all know that Liang Yu has been entangled with the son of the traitor, Feng Tong, often staying out all night, engaging in illicit activities, and even forcibly sending her own maidservant to Feng Tong for his amusement, all of which has lasted for over one hundred years."
"The phoenix may depart, but the sinner must not leave"
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The friend of the Wind, Xu Feng, is truly interesting
Someone softly said: "The Zitan Hall has perished, and Lady Chonghua has returned to seclusion"
Someone shouted: "How will Your Highness handle this?"
Above Liangyu's body, her soul gradually dispersed, surprisingly flying further and further away... Feng Tong looked up, and in an instant, his mind became unsteady. He picked her up and turned to leave, but Wenyu blocked him with her sword: "Are you, Feng Jun, going to defy the heavenly rules?"
Upon hearing this, he knelt down and said: "Thank you, Madam Chonghua, for your kindness."
People were whispering: "Did you see how Liang Yu was still holding on even when she was on fire just now? It really looks like she has been possessed..."
Where are we going
The sturdy barrier shattered and disintegrated inch by inch, scattering like snowflakes in the air. The three layers of indigo silk garments worn by Feng Tong were soaked with cold sweat and blood, revealing an eerie purple hue. He draped his outer robe over the Star Inch Platform, raised his hand to sheathe his sword, and stood protectively in front of Liang Yu. As his long hair fluttered, he brought with him a tremendous pressure that stirred up flying sand and rolling stones. He scanned the crowd below and declared: "Who dares to harm her?"
In the year of five hundred and fifty, Liang Yu died under the sword of Hua Rong, perishing in the absurd ceremony of succession, bringing disgrace upon herself and falling into irretrievable ruin
"Feng Jun, it seems that you are seriously injured"
The exquisite face of Wen Yu remains calm and serene, with a gentle radiance shimmering in her misty eyes, akin to a solitary white plum blossom standing in the cold winter: "If my immortal friend does not believe, why has the Huarong sword wounded her so? If fate has not yet chosen me, why does Huarong recognize me, and why am I the one struck by heavenly thunder?"
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The soul of Liang Yu scattered, drifting across the sky, uncertain whether it was reality or illusion. She felt herself enveloped in a warm embrace, slowly rising upwards.
With a cold gaze, the warm jade spoke softly: "Liang Yu has fallen into the demonic path, harming living beings, and should rightfully be executed"
Only after growing up did I understand that living in Huajie Qingwadong, as the beloved of Liangyu, if anyone wishes to take his life, they must first pass the test of Lady Chonghua and then the future Flower Deity Liangyu.
Where is home
On that day, her mother entrusted her to Yulang, while also entrusting her to Feng Tong. At that time, Madam Chonghua said to him: "Yulang is Liangyu's teacher, but Feng Jun is Liangyu's relative"
Feng Tong's lips were stained red with blood as she coldly laughed and said: "Since you claim that she spends every day with me, engaging in illicit activities—do I still need to consult you to take away what belongs to me?"
Green Tile Cave
Jibeichen, who was seated below, stood up. The young man draped in a fox fur coat had a clear and refined appearance, and his voice was bright: "Your Highness speaks the truth. Liangyu has fallen into demonic ways, and the position of the Flower God has fallen upon Your Highness. In order to seize the position of the Flower God, Liangyu has specifically injured and imprisoned Your Highness, intending to replace Your Highness in performing the rites of succession. This matter is known to all the maidens of Qingzhang Hall, but they are afraid of the brutality of the demonic path and do not dare to utter a word."
Only the Huaron sword danced in the air, without hesitation, fiercely piercing the girl's heart
She is very tired, feeling extremely unwilling, and the process of nearing death is truly too painful to bear.
He endured the excruciating pain, sensing her faint presence, as cold sweat trickled down his body
He fell silent for a moment, his footsteps leaving a long trail of blood behind, some of it hers, some of it his. He could not tell whether she was dead or he was dead.
More than ten little fairies have been absorbed into the belly of the Haotian Tower, instantly turning into blood and water. Several large trees were uprooted, and amidst the flying sand and stones, everyone closed their eyes, using all their strength to resist. When they finally opened their eyes, the tower was gone, the wind had ceased, and there were no traces of Feng Tong and Liang Yu left.
Ah!
No.
Her voice resonated through the heavens and the earth, neither servile nor arrogant
The two-layered skirt, the first layer is starlight, the second layer is rosy clouds, adorned with a silver floral crown, cascading fragments of stars. The woman in red possesses a face of unparalleled beauty, and wherever her gaze falls, it seems to reveal the sight of snow atop the mountain peaks, breathtaking, majestic, and unattainable
to die with one's eyes open
Go home
The woman's body merely swayed slightly
Indeed, a normal girl would naturally fear pain
The immortals in the audience erupted in exclamations: "This!"
Why
The multitude of immortals immediately joined forces to block it, yet they could not stop the tower from growing larger and larger, capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth. All things were tossed about by the raging winds, toppling in every direction, and were about to be drawn into the tower.
The imperial edict rendered him speechless: "Heavenly thunder actually at this moment ... ... "
Do not speak
The expression on his face changed urgently: "Not good, Haotian Tower!"
"Master, Master, let us hurry to save her!" Shufeng grasped Yuwen's sleeve, tears brimming in her eyes. Just as Yuwen was about to speak, a series of enormous dragon roars suddenly echoed through the heavens and the earth. The lifeless Huarong immediately responded, a red light suddenly rising, fluttering endlessly in the air.
There is no impact in this realm
As the soul in the sky grew fainter, Feng Tong suddenly extended her hand, revealing the outline of a glazed pagoda. In the midst of darkness, amidst the howling winds, an enormous tower gradually emerged in the air, growing taller and taller, stirring the winds around it. The surrounding air became increasingly cold, and gradually, thick snowflakes began to fall.
If the celestial realm were to be infiltrated by spies from the demon realm, it would be an exceedingly terrifying matter. The thought that she had just come to pay her respects with a cheerful demeanor left many feeling a sense of dread. There were also those who did not believe it, shouting: "The position of the Flower Goddess, Liangyu, is inscribed on the Star Plate of the Qingfeng Terrace; how could it be so easy to fall into darkness?"
Feng Tong stood before the tower, her brows filled with hostility: "You may go to the Flower Realm's Qingwa Cave to find me; I shall await your esteemed presence."
Wen Yu smiled and said: "Since this hall has appointed the Flower Goddess, certain matters should be clarified."
Hua Rong spun in the air, bloodthirsty and exhilarated, aiming to sever the three souls and seven spirits of Liang Yu. Just as she had dispersed one soul and one spirit, a long sword came crashing down from above, its force vigorous, forcefully knocking Hua Rong's sword aside
In this life, the last words that Liang Yu heard were in a gentle tone from Wen Yu: "This palace will not take action personally, but will let the Heavenly Dao make a decision."
The sound of crackling echoed as the light flickered abruptly
In her childhood, she did not understand why it was clearly her mother who entrusted Feng Jun, yet Feng Jun had to kneel down.
Do not even think about leaving
Shen Wu Zhenren pondered and said: "If this is indeed the case, we should bring out those maidens from the Qingzhang Hall and conduct a thorough investigation."
Absolutely not
Her soul had detached, and in a daze, she saw three people lying side by side on the grassland of the human realm, gazing at the stars. The night was cool, yet the evening breeze was quite pleasant, and the grass blades beneath her neck tickled her. The alternation of night and day turned out to be such a beautiful thing, as the stars in the sky shrank into tiny points of light, twinkling across the vast celestial canvas. The boundless sky stretched above, while the land extended for thousands of miles beneath her feet; the universe was vast, and all living beings were insignificant. To her right was the delicate profile of a young man, and to her left, a young woman gently closed her eyes, her features like a painting. She turned her head to look to the right, then to the left, feeling that there could be no one in the world happier than she was. The boundless sky stretched above, while the land extended for thousands of miles beneath her feet; the universe was vast, and all living beings were insignificant. To her right was the delicate profile of a young man, and to her left, a young woman gently closed her eyes, her features like a painting. She turned her head to look to the right, then to the left, feeling that there could be no one in the world happier than she was.
It is the radiant moonstone that shines brightly on the warm forehead of the young girl
The girl closed her eyes with a snap.
He silently clenched the moonstone tightly in his palm
Shu Feng jumped up from his seat and shouted at the person speaking: "Impossible, impossible, she could never be that kind of person, stop talking nonsense!" Yu Wen slapped Shu Feng across the face: "You reckless fool! How can you be so agitated? You have only seen her once, how can you know the truth?" Shu Feng, stunned by his master's strike, could only cover his face and stare blankly at him.
She finally conveyed to Feng Tong: "I am sorry"
The dragon's roar ceased, and Huarong quieted down, standing still in the air. Thus, the world fell into silence, leaving only the sound of footsteps.
He continuously transferred his cultivation to her, solely to exchange for a fleeting moment when her soul was still gathered.
Ji Beichen has always been a reserved person; this time, when he spoke, he presented his arguments with reason and evidence, thus solidifying the matter by eighty percent
Everyone suddenly fell silent, staring in astonishment at the depths of the Star Platform, where a figure approached from afar, dressed in red with black hair
Yuwen was about to set off when he was stopped by Shenwu, who looked at him with a face full of vigilance: "Senior brother, look, someone is coming onto the stage."