Transcending the Nine Heavens

e a long time ago.
He might already have fought it out with him by now.

But now that the lives of Wan Renjie and the others were in Lang Yilang’s hands, Wei Wuyan did not dare to be rash.
In fact, he didn’t even dare to cough or make any extra sound.

Wan Renjie and the other two cherished him.
They stayed by his side and fought through life and death situations with him.
Similarly, Wei Wuyan was also willing to do the same and risk everything for their sake!

Including doing anything.

“Follow me.” With his hands behind his back, Lang Yilang strolled among the wind and snow.
Step by step, he walked up the cliff.

Wei Wuyan followed after him, walking in his footsteps as they went forward.

All of a sudden, an odd feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
Walking in his footsteps… If he were to put it this way, was his fate any worse off as compared to Lang Yilang’s?

Weren’t their fates the same then?

Both their families were broken up and dead and they were doomed to solitude for the rest of their lives because of Hong Wuliang!

When he thought of this, Wei Wuyan heaved a long sigh.

“One thousand and seven hundred years ago, there was a plum blossom tree on this cliff.
Every time there was heavy snow, the plum blossoms would bloom.
When the snow-white plum blossoms bloomed in the snow, it was as if they had merged as one.
Nobody knew when the plum blossoms bloomed, nor did they know when they withered.
They came and went without leaving any trace.”

Lang Yilang’s weary voice continued on, “Now, even that plum blossom tree is gone.”

Standing on high ground, he looked around the surroundings.
Then, he slowly took a seat and patted the snow ground next to him.
“Have a seat, Wei Wuyan.
Be patient and listen to a story of mine.”

Without saying anything, Wei Wuyan sat in front of him.

“I’ve suppressed this story in my heart for more than a thousand years… I’ve never told anyone! But as I end this feud today, I want this story to be made known.
At the very least, to have at least one person related to the story be a witness!”

Lang Yilang smiled slightly.

Wei Wuyan took a deep breath.
Ever since Lang Yilang had appeared, he could sense the solitude, loneliness and grief in his voice.

As well as a kind of… sorrow that permeated deep into one’s bones!

It seemed like there were boundless sorrows and tears hidden in this person’s heart.

But he found this rather strange — Lang Yilang had been saying that he would end all the feuds between them today.
However, nobody knew where Hong Wuliang was hiding, so how was he going to end everything once and for all today? Would just telling him a story end all the feuds once and for all?

There was a wry smile on Lang Yilang’s face.
He said, “One thousand and seven hundred years ago, 25 kilometers to the east of this mountain slope, there was a small village.
That village was called the Hong Village.
My family was the only one that didn’t share the same surname in Hong Village.”

“One day, great calamity suddenly befell the Hong Village.
Everyone in the village died an unnatural death; only two teenage boys managed to escape.
From then on, they lived on relying on each other.
They went through countless hardships and fought their way out of the northwest, vowing that they would take revenge.
With the heavens as their witness, the two of them became sworn brothers, promising to stick together in life and death for the rest of their lives! Never to betray each other!”

“At last, the brothers both had their own encounters respectively and finally separated.
The next time they met, thirty years had already gone by.
Both of them managed to become disciples of renowned Teachers and had accomplished much in their cultivation.”

Wei Wuyan knew that the two people whom Lang Yilang was talking about were Hong Wuliang and himself.
However, his story clearly differed very much from Hong Wuliang’s.

“When the two of them met, they were naturally overjoyed.
From then on, they traversed the martial world together.
In the beginning, they always put whatever income they earned together and divided it equally between them.
However, at that time, Hong Wuliang’s cultivation was slightly higher.
His earnings were very high, whereas mine was not.
Over time, Hong Wuliang became a little uncomfortable with it… After I took the initiative to bring it up, Hong Wuliang got the majority of it.”

“At last, on a certain day, the two brothers encountered a gang of bandits who were robbing a fleet of carriages.
Hong Wuliang did not plan on interfering, but at that time, I was reminded of the hatred of having my clan annihilated.
And so… I charged toward them.
Everyone in the fleet of carriages was already dead; there was only a teenage girl who was still alive.
Because of her beauty, the bandits didn’t kill her.
Instead, they intended to bring her back to the mountains.”

“I saved that girl… and killed the bandits.
However, how were we supposed to travel while bringing a frail girl along? But if we were to leave her to her own devices, how was she to live on when her parents and family were all dead?”

“Hong Wuliang, who had been unenthusiastic about this the whole time, suddenly became very enthusiastic after seeing the girl’s looks.
He suggested that we impart cultivation skills to her and raise her cultivation within a short period of time.
As long as she had some basic fighting ability, she wouldn’t be a burden anymore.
Both the girl and I approved very much of this suggestion.”

“Time passed just like that.
Even though Hong Wuliang had deliberately tried to impress this whole time, the girl’s reliance on me grew stronger and stronger.
And I, toward her, was also… Half a year later, she and I finally decided to spend the rest of our lives together and we exchanged tokens of affection! We made a promise to each other that after we have taken revenge, we would retire into the mountains and live in seclusion, never to come out into the world again.
We would spend the rest of our lives together quietly and live in peace.”

“At that time, both of us felt happiness and contentment, as though even the world had become lovable.”

When Lang Yilang reached this part that was supposed to be a happy story about a perfect match between a handsome man and a beautiful woman, his voice instead turned sinister and hateful.

A sinister aura made Wei Wuyan’s hair stand on end.

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