NFBE Chapter 447 She Came to Find Me
Chapter 447 She Came to Find Me
"Live well?"
A sharp dagger pierced his chest, but the girl opposite him, with a gentle smile on her face, remained unfazed, her tone filled with contemptuous laughter:
"You are quite an interesting mortal."
"It's not that I don't want you to live!" She gently grasped Yu Shu's hand:
"All I can say is... everything in this world is fate!"
In an instant, sharp nails sprouted from the girl's pale fingertips.
As if teasing its prey, the girl's long fingernails slowly poked at Yu Shu's slender white neck, gently pressing against the side of her constantly throbbing neck.
Yu Shu wanted to thrust the short sword in her hand further in, but her body was frozen and she couldn't move an inch.
"Am I going to die here?"
The woman asked herself this question in her heart.
"Even after being reborn, I'm still going to be killed in the end, right?"
Like crickets and butterflies trapped in a grass cage with no escape, they struggled in their death throes but were ultimately crushed.
"no!"
"What do you mean?"
The girl's voice was incredibly hoarse, like the ever-present wind across the desert:
Is everything in this world predetermined?
The demon disguised as Xue Tong seemed to take a liking to the woman before her, pausing her actions and blinking slightly, awaiting the woman's next words.
It's like watching your prey's dying struggle.
Yu Shu seemed to have her throat gripped; every word was incredibly difficult to utter, yet she continued speaking slowly:
"Who do you think you are?"
It is neither a legitimate deity nor a city god!
"Why... do you decide my fate!"
The woman uttered the last word with a roar, filled with resentment and unwillingness that surprised even the demon, like a cold and chilling wind.
Accompanying the gust of cold wind was a snow-white sword shadow that peeked out from the side of her neck.
The snow-white sword light instantly illuminated Yu Shu's tearful eyes and severed the braid hanging down her temple.
Xue Tong's decisive voice rang out:
"Yu Shu, close your eyes!"
Yu Shu quickly closed her eyes. After a chill, she felt something warm splash onto her clothes.
Everything seemed to happen in an instant. The figure who had just been sitting in front of Yu Shu had his throat cleanly slit by Xue Tong. His body collapsed as if deflated, leaving only a bundle of clothes behind.
Xue Tong jumped onto the carriage, used the tip of her sword to poke at the tangled mess of clothes, and after a moment cried out in surprise:
"Oh my, it's a rabbit!"
"Fifth Sister, you can open your eyes now!"
Upon hearing Xue Tong's words, Yu Shu slowly opened her eyes and immediately saw what was in front of her.
It was a large rabbit with most of its neck severed, about the size of a five or six-year-old child, with its blood-red eyes wide open, revealing an extremely terrifying fear!
Yu Shu suddenly shrank back.
Xue Tong comforted Yu Shu in the same tone Xue Lan usually used to comfort her:
"It's nothing, it's nothing! It's just a rabbit!"
The shouts of battle around them gradually subsided, and only when the last assassin of the Second Prince was killed by the guards did Yu Shu slowly speak:
"Was that a celestial technique?"
Xue Tong shook his head, denying it: "What immortal magic? I'm just faster at drawing my sword!"
Yu Shu slowly raised her hand and pointed to the blood splattered on her chest.
In just a few words, a cluster of small, azure-blue ice crystals had already formed on the originally warm bloodstains.
Xue Tong: Oh my!
"I just borrowed it at the last minute." The girl looked at Yu Shu and extended her hand.
"For the rest of the journey, I'm sorry to trouble my fifth sister to ride a horse with me."
Yu Shu raised her hand and shook hands with Xue Tong:
"I have a question."
"Go ahead and ask!" Xue Tong's eyes crinkled into crescents, making her look like a naive young lady from a wealthy family.
I want to know your real name!
These words silenced Xue Tong. The young girl then tapped on the Wolf King in the Wan Gong Workshop:
Can I tell you now?
Xue Lan sat at the stone table, watching the few wisps of fiery red spiritual energy slowly gathering not far away, her tone indifferent:
"Sure. Let's talk about whatever we want! As long as we're happy."
"Does the spirit of the Heavenly Forging Hammer know that you're not afraid of it?" Xue Tong asked with some doubt.
Not far away, the fiery red spiritual energy continuously gathered and changed, finally slowly solidifying into a dark red figure.
"This?" Xue Lan gritted her teeth.
"There's no need to consider it for now."
"She's already come looking for me!"
A woman dressed in a dark red gown landed on the ground, the vermilion bird feathers adorning her skirt resembling bright flames.
As she looked up, a pair of rose-red eyes held a gentle smile.
The woman slowly bowed to Xue Lan:
"The spirit of the Heavenly Forging Hammer, Sui Xin, greets the Master!"
Xue Lan stood up from behind the stone table, her voice tinged with surprise:
"Senior already knows that Xue Lan has succeeded as the head of the Wan Gong Fang?"
Sui Xin looked at Xue Lan in front of him. The woman was thin and wore a bright azure robe. Her gray eyes were calm, like the unchanging sky.
"Back then, in order to resist the invasion of the Wan Gong Workshop by the demon race, I integrated part of my essence into the Wan Gong Box Secret Realm. I am naturally aware of this matter."
Sui Xin spoke gently, his gaze towards Xue Lan always warm and lingering, like that of a kind elder.
Xue Lan sensed no hostility from her, and her heart was finally at ease.
"So, senior already knows what I'm going to do?"
Suixin smiled and nodded:
"What the lord of the workshop has done is unprecedented in history."
"Yes, unprecedented in history." Xue Lan nodded in agreement with Sui Xin:
"But judging from your tone, it seems you're willing to support Xue Lan?"
"nature!"
Sui Xin took a few steps forward, and the red jade pendant at her waist glowed slowly with the woman's movements.
"But Suixin has a question."
Xue Lan asked curiously, "What would you like to ask, senior?"
Sui Xin looked into Xue Lan's grayish-white eyes and spoke:
"The sect leader is willing to forge a realm with his own body, severing all ties between himself and the Yuanming Realm."
"What will become of the Wan Gong Fang heritage then?"
The question that Sui Xin wanted to ask was actually within Xue Lan's consideration.
After its emergence, Wan Gong Fang was destined to become a force in the Yuanming Realm. Its weapon-refining techniques had been passed down for ten thousand years and absolutely could not be severed because of the matter of mending the heavens.
"I'm sure you've already made a decision on this, senior. Isn't there another Daoist in the Great Yu Dynasty who is skilled in weapon crafting?"
"People may be a little silly at times, and their creations may be a little ugly."
"But their advantage lies in their talent and patience."
Suixin smiled upon hearing this:
"Master, don't you mind?"
Xue Lan wasn't surprised that Sui Xin would ask that question.
No one in power in this world would like their subordinates to make arrangements for their death before they are even dead.
But Xue Lan didn't mind.
The woman waved her hand at Suixin:
"Senior, just do as you please. In the end, Wan Gong Fang will inevitably need a calm and steady person to wrap things up."
Just like Xu Qinghe of the Xuanhuang Sect.
"Senior Suixin, Xue Lan only wishes that one day, after she completely extricates herself, the Yuanming Realm can continue to function properly."
"Just like the Great Yu Dynasty after Xue Tong left, we will not repeat the same mistakes!"