Song Yixue continued her explanation. âFrom what I know, the Wei Clan was personally selected by Heavenâs Elysium to rule the Sanctum. Their main channel of communication with the Elysium was through us, the inspectors, so they wouldnât be familiar with the exact rules. This is the loophole that we will be making use of.â
âMore importantly, since we are fixing the rules, this needs to be hidden from the Elysium, or it might affect Lady Longâs reputation. Luckily for us, Vermilion Bird is quite the rural place, and people here wouldnât even leave their country, let alone head to Heavenâs Elysium. All we need is for Lin Xiaoting and Yueling Ji to remain silent about this when they enter the Elysium.â It was quite an important explanation from Song Yixue, and her expression was serious.
âDefinitely, I will make sure no one else finds out about this,â Lin Xiaoting promised.
âThatâs right, I will not mention my relationship with Lady Long in front of anyone. I will be independent enough to survive and thrive there on my own,â Yueling Ji added.
âItâs okay, Iâll be there for you.â Lin Xiaoting smiled, making her face redden like an apple. Even the seniors and the inspectors couldnât help but smile at the couple. It was good to be young.
âWhile everyoneâs here, we can talk about the exact date of the wedding and the contest,â Song Yixue said.
âMadam inspector, I need to refine the draconic water obelisk and reach Unity so that I can enter the Elysium. It should be done in a month. More importantly, once I get my eight-star beast to Unity, it will be better for the contest too,â Yueling Ji hurriedly said. The Yueling Clan wasnât in a hurry, and the inspectors couldnât set off for Heavenâs Elysium before she made a breakthrough anyway.
âThe Sanctum replacement challenge consists of three battles, the battle between the older generation, current generation and the younger generation. For the older generation, we only have Wei Tiancang and Wei Qing to deal with, and it should be easy enough for me. For the current generation, Mu Yang is a tough one, but with my son and Yueling Xiao, along with others from the Lightning Manor, itâs still manageable.â While speaking, the Lightning Seigneur threw a glance at Li Yanfeng, who nodded back. The latter could tell that it was his time to shine.
âAs for the younger generation, Wei Guohao and the others are all trash, unworthy of mention. Thereâs only one person we have to worry about,â the Lightning Seigneur continued.
âWho might that be?â Yueling Hong asked.
âLi Tianming, the one who appeared at the Abyssal Trials.â
âItâs him!â
âYes, he is Wei Tiancangâs grandson.â
âHeâs dead for sure then. Once I reach Unity and my beast becomes eight-star, I will send him to see his gods!â It wasnât hard to see the maliciousness in Yueling Jiâs expression.
âActually, you can leave him to me. Thereâs a little something between us too.â Lin Xiaoting snickered.
âIf heâs the only one we need to worry about, then we should secure the point for the younger generation. That means we only need to win one between the older generation and the current generation,â Jin Yixuan said.
âFrom what I see, scoring all three points shouldnât be an issue. Wei Tiancang has fallen behind ever since he lost his daughter. I can deal with him easily.â Lin Zhao laughed.
âExcellent,â Song Yixue replied.
âAlright, the day Yueling Ji reaches Unity will be her wedding day. Once thatâs settled, we will send the letter to the Wei Clan, and have the challenge on the next day!â Jin Yixuan made the final decision.
âYueling Ji, donât let us down. Try to make the breakthrough while Lady Long is still in the peninsula, donât keep her waiting.â
âDefinitely, sir inspectors!â
âVery well.â
âThe challenge is one of life and death; on that day, killing freely is no issue. Getting rid of them at once is for the best; make sure not to leave any seeds of future troubles behind,â Song Yixue said casually.
âThen we will make sure to wipe them out.â The Lightning Seigneur chortled.
And so, the feast continued...
......
The Lotus Blossom Garden was a serene spot in one corner of the Lightning Manor. Bushes and flowers flourished all year round, and there would always be servants tending to the garden. Everyone knew that the garden belonged to Lin Xiaotingâs fiancee, Mu Qingqing.
While Mu Qingqing was cultivating in the Sanctum, she rarely returned to live here, but even then she was picky about the environment here, insisting on it to be clean at all times. But for the past few days, the servants have been forbidden from entering the garden totally, the official reason being that Mu Qingqing needed to recover from the grievous injury she received in the Abyssal Battlefield.
There was a pond inside the garden, its water crystal clear with goldfishes swimming merrily inside. At the center of the pond there was a small pavilion, where a girl in white was playing her zither slowly. Her finger danced on the strings, the tune occasionally spirited, but overall, it was a sad melody that left her instrument.
Suddenly, the melody stopped, and the girl retched, and a black dash of blood dirtied the floor. She clenched her jaws, wiping the blood off her lips before resuming her piece.
âBig Sis Qingqing...â A young girl walked in, her eyes red and swollen. Clearly, she had spent the past few hours in tears.
The sound of the zither stopped. Mu Qingqing stood up with the support of the table, her feeble figure trembling in the wind.
âBig sis Qingqing, you should be resting in bed. The doctor said you need to rest for at least a month.â Lin Xiaoxiao walked up and supported the trembling Mu Qingqing.
âXiaoxiao, why do you look so sad?â Mu Qingqing ruffled Lin Xiaoxiaoâs hair.
âI... Itâs nothing.â Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head.
âThereâs no use lying to me. Did you argue with your brother?â Mu Qingqing asked. But Lin Xiaoxiao just bit her teeth in reply, tears falling freely from her eyes.
âThey, how can they do that! And him! Why would he do such a thing!â Lin Xiaoxiao was shaking with rage.
âTell me, is he going to marry Yueling Ji?â Mu Qingqing asked gently.
âHow did you know?â Lin Xiaoxiao didnât want to tell her, thinking that she wouldnât be able to take the news. Mu Qingqing had suffered enough in the past few days.
âItâs understandable. Thatâs just how life is.â Mu Qingqing smiled weakly.
âBig sis, I... Iâm sorry. I canât change anything!â Lin Xiaoxiao held tightly to her hands, her tears still falling as she spoke.
âGet out.â All of a sudden, a harsh voice barked out from behind them. The two girls turned around to find a young man in blue, lightning flowing within his eyes. Lin Xiaoting had arrived; it was as though speaking of him was enough to summon him over.
âBrother!â Lin Xiaoxiao growled.
âGet out. Now.â
âWhat else do you want? Have you not gotten enough?â Lin Xiaoxiao asked.
âI have things to say to Qingqing, and you donât need to hear it. Now scram.â
âNO!â
âGuards, bring Xiaoxiao out, and ground her for two weeks,â Lin Xiaoting commanded.
A few guards of the manor walked in and brought Lin Xiaoxiao out with them. Lin Xiaoting was in a much higher position than Lin Xiaoxiao, and the guards would obviously obey him. A minute later, there was only Lin Xiaoting and Mu Qingqing left in the garden.
Lin Xiaoting looked at her briefly, and then sat in the hut. âPlay something.â
Mu Qingqingâs eyes were dull as she made her way back to her zither. A song that pondered the beauty of love rang through the garden. However, she cut her fingers with the strings while playing, and the notes were not as beautiful as they should have been.
âQingqing.â His eyes were focused on the fishes in the pond, when he spoke up to interrupt her piece.
âYes?â
âYour lifebound beast is dead, and your spiritsources are broken. You are crippled for life, and nothing will change that.â He was playing with the goldfishes. âDo you feel resentful?â
âOf course not.â
âGood. You should know better than anyone how cruel reality can be, right?â Lin Xiaoting rose up and glanced at her from above.
âNaturally.â
âYou stepped over Li Tianmingâs body to get to me, and now Iâm getting rid of you for a better woman. Itâs all normal, am I right?â Lin Xiaoting asked.
Mu Qingqingâs head was lowered, the blood still dripping from her fingers onto her zither.
âYes.â Tears fell, forming a puddle that mixed with the black pool of blood.
âYou are mature enough to know when to admit defeat, arenât you?â Lin Xiaoting wouldnât even look at her in her current state.
âOf course, big brother Ting.â She tried to wipe away her tears, but only ended up smearing more blood on her face.
âGlad to hear that you know what you are doing.â Lin Xiaoting patted her shoulders.
âI have told father that you can keep the Lotus Blossom Garden. You are free to grow flowers, raise fishes, play your zither, and do anything you want here. I promise that you will live a comfortable life.â
âBut you must not leave here. I donât want you to appear in front of the public. Once you pass away, I will let you be buried in the Lin familyâs grave as my servant. I will try to visit you the next time I come back.â It wasnât hard to tell that Mu Qingqing wasnât going to live for long.
âQingqing, I have done as much as I possibly could for you already, havenât I?â With his hand on her shoulder, Lin Xiaoting asked, a smile on his face.
âOf course, itâs my honour to be brother Tingâs servant even after I die.â Mu Qingqing tried her best to force her face into a smile as she replied. But her face was smeared in blood, making it nowhere near attractive.
âLovely. The fact that you always know whatâs best for you is precisely the reason I liked you.â
âMy only regret is that because brother Ting practices the Heavenly Yang-Thunder Manual, you canât indulge in worldly desires until you attain Unity. I have never had the joy of spending a night with brother Ting,â Mu Qingqing said through gritted teeth.
âWell, Iâm at Unity now. Sadly, Iâm not interested in you anymore.â
âWhat a pity. Then I wish brother Ting happiness after marriage,â Mu Qingqing said.
âNow thatâs a good girl. I shall allow you to be there for my wedding.â Lin Xiaoting nodded, satisfied by her response.
âYes, brother Ting, I will make sure to dress up to my best on that day.â
âHm. As a reward, I will let you witness how I torture that Li Tianming to death. That should count as me taking revenge for you.â Lin Xiaoting smiled. Mu Qingqing smiled back too, but she was no longer the beauty she used to be.
âRemember to dress up properly, but donât outshine the bride,â Lin Xiaoting reminded her.
âNaturally.â
âAlright then. Goodbye.â Lin Xiaoting was in a good mood as he turned and left the garden.
Once Lin Xiaoting was gone, Mu Qingqing vomited out even more blood, the sludge dyeing her white shirt black completely. She dropped to her knees, her head against the pavilionâs pillar, tears falling uncontrollably from her eyes.
As she cried, she slammed her head against the pillar, her body convulsing as she sobbed. She slammed her head again and again, until she eventually passed out in the little pavilion.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om