A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1685 - 360: Troubled and Restless, Wait for My Return (Ten Updates) (Part 2)
"Xiao Hei, it’s been a while, how have you gotten fatter again?" Mingyue’s tone was full of disdain.
Xiao Bai whimpered in dissatisfaction, flapping his paws, Little Master is not fat! Little Master is obviously very slender, okay?
"Get out, I need to train, don’t bother me." Mingyue waved her sleeve and tossed Xiao Hei out the window, closing it with a "bang." Xiao Hei clung to the window, making a pitiful "squeak" sound.
Mingyue sat cross-legged on the bed, calming her mind.
Only one last hurdle remained to break through to the Ninefold Heaven and achieve consummation. Few among the Helian Family, passed down for millennia, have reached the Ninefold Heaven. This hurdle is difficult to surmount. According to the ancestors’ notes, the last hurdle involves facing a heavenly tribulation. If one fails the tribulation, they turn to ashes and are never reincarnated. If successful...
To date, there have been no successes. Helian Yi, a rare martial arts genius three hundred years ago, also failed during the final tribulation, turning to ashes. His life story is not recorded in the family records, as if intentionally erased. Mingyue still has no clue about this.
Mingyue suddenly thought of something and went to the ancestral hall, rummaging through the family records. The page on Helian Yi was still blank, but the words from the subsequent Family Head stated: To achieve this skill, one must abandon emotion and sever love. It was for this that the forefather fell, serving as a caution to later generations...
Did Helian Yi fail because of emotion?
Must one abandon emotion and sever love to break through to the Ninefold Heaven?
"Family Head." Uncle Lau slowly walked in from outside the ancestral hall.
Mingyue held the family records, turning to look at him: "Uncle Lau, to achieve this skill, must one abandon emotion and sever love?"
Her eyes were terrifyingly calm, as if merely asking the most ordinary question.
Uncle Lau sighed, "Helian Yi’s talent was no less than the Family Head’s. He was a prodigious martial arts genius, reaching the Ninefold Heaven at eighteen. But he long struggled to break through this hurdle. At that time, he foresaw chaos in the world, the emergence of a true dragon. Helping the true dragon bring peace to the world was an immense merit that might help him break through to the Ninefold Heaven. He entered the world under the alias Lian Yi, becoming renowned as the War God. With the merit of aiding the dragon, he became sworn brothers with the New Emperor. The New Emperor ennobled him as king with a different surname, second only to the emperor, and offered his unparalleled sister in marriage to him. Yet he refused all this, angering the New Emperor, who thought him disdainful of it all, wanting his throne. The New Emperor’s desire for power overcame their close bond. The true reason emperors turn against one another is simple."
Mingyue quietly watched him, realizing this differed from the version she heard.
So the New Emperor wanted him dead.
"What?"
"Because he and the New Emperor loved the same woman, isn’t it quite sensational? The woman ultimately chose Helian Yi. As a ruler, he couldn’t endure such humiliation, sending assassins after Helian Yi. The woman died saving Helian Yi. Overnight, Helian Yi’s hair turned white. He broke through to the Ninefold Heaven, then descended into madness, massacring a city. The land turned purgatorial, the elders subduing him together, locking him in the Jiuhan Tower. Sometimes he was lucid, sometimes mad. Helian Yi’s descendants learned from his fate, needing to sever emotion for this skill."
How did Helian Yi, driven mad, have descendants?
It’s a long story. As the only branch of heirs, the family head had to have descendants, or else the Helian Family line would break, and he would be a sinner to the clan. The Helian Family lineage was special, selecting suitable women raised from a young age by elders, marrying the family head when grown. Helian Yi’s fiancée deeply loved him, disguised as his beloved, deceiving him into consummating. In just one night, she conceived, bearing a male, thus ensuring the Helian lineage. After learning the truth, Helian Yi, tormented by guilt and pain, ultimately chose suicide to end his suffering.
This prodigious genius ended his life in such a way.
So pitiful, so lamentable!
For the Helian Family’s head, emotions are unacceptable. Successive heads, upholding their ancestors’ wishes, aside from diligently studying martial arts and fulfilling their duty to reproduce with their destined wives, view emotions as a poison.
Mingyue’s eyes drooped slightly, her fingers tightly clutching the family records, her lips curling: "Ridiculous..."
"Family Head..." Uncle Lau looked at her, worried.
Mingyue chuckled coldly: "What is Uncle Lau worried about?"
Uncle Lau was silent.
"Rest assured, what you worry about will never happen."
Helian Mingyue was born without emotion, existing only as a blade in her master’s hand, slaying gods and buddhas alike.
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At night, the sound of waves grew audible, the island fell silent.
A figure swiftly approached the Holy Palace, knocking on the room’s door.
A woman pushed the man aside, tidying her collar: "Come in."
The man lowered his eyes, his expression slightly aggrieved, yet obediently silent.
A person hurried in, kneeling not far from the woman, respectfully speaking: "Country Hua reports our people were uprooted overnight, suffering heavy losses. There must be a traitor among us. Requesting a thorough investigation."
The woman raised an eyebrow: "Who did it?"
"Yan Song, he planned meticulously, caught us off guard, leaving no names out. If it’s not a traitor, this person is truly terrifying. Perhaps we should just kill him to avenge this?"
The woman smiled: "It’s him...."
"Indeed, he’s shown some growth. Have your people withdraw, let’s leave it for now."
"But...." The person hesitated, their words choking in their throat when the other person’s indifferent gaze swept over them, making them lower their head instinctively.
Still unwilling inside.
He didn’t understand why his master spared Yan Song. He couldn’t swallow the humiliation, vengeance must be had.
However, Yan Song remained elusive. He thought of Yan Song’s fiancée, rumored to be dearly loved by him. If he caught her, surely Yan Song would appear.
Thinking this, the man quickly left.
Hailan cautiously glanced at the woman, seeing her rubbing her temples. He went over to massage her shoulders, "Master, are you tired? Shall we rest?"
The fingers, more delicate than a woman’s, gently caressed her back.
The woman suddenly clamped down on his wrist, her arrogance and disdain making him uneasy, "Mas...Master."
The woman let go, and he fell to the ground, the woman swishing her sleeve and leaving.
"Hide your intentions well, another time, I’ll chop off your hands." Her cold voice sent shivers down one’s spine.
Watching her departing figure, Hailan clenched his fists, feeling unsettled.
Why? Wasn’t he doing enough?
Why would she never let him do such things, this woman was full of mysteries, the closer he got, the more infatuated he became...
The more unattainable, the more he itched with yearning!
Hailan slowly got up, stepping out of the palace, when a youth suddenly dashed out, followed by two breathless maidservants. The youth collided into Hailan, who instinctively pushed him: "Get out."
The tone was disdainful.
