Cultivation through Skin Making-Chapter 791 - 275. Escape into the Purple Sky, Direct Confrontation (5.8K words - Seeking Subscription)
Wei Palace...
Snow and wind.
The King of Wei had just lost his temper.
Fu Shirong, though not understanding the reason, breathed a long sigh of relief, because she had finally returned to Fengning Palace. This time, she had already put aside concerns of life and death; she only wanted to kill that Demonic Fox.
Bam!
A cold gust pushed open the window, dispersing the warmth from the earth dragon.
Fu Shirong hurriedly got up to close the window. Once it was shut tight, she rubbed her hands together, and as she turned, she noticed a small shadow had unknowingly stood behind her.
The shadow swelled up, rapidly growing larger, its fangs slowly revealing and moving toward Fu Shirong, who was now unable to move.
Fu Shirong realized how ridiculous it was to "pursue great power with the body of a Mortal."
She closed her eyes.
But instead of the expected sharp pain, a warm embrace came.
Someone took her away from there onto the Shadow Puppet Void Ship, and on the ship, Fu Hongmian was already there, delightedly calling, "Miss! Miss!"
Fu Shirong looked at the Profound Robe youth steering the Void Ship and asked in astonishment, "You... you... why are you here?"
Song Yan said, "You’re already dead, and you’ve completed your mission. From now on, you don’t have to bear anything anymore."
The Empress lowered her head silently.
Fu Hongmian stepped forward to hold her hand and said, "Miss, Master Song Yan has already told me, he’s going to take us far, far away, away from worldly affairs. Let’s just follow him."
The Empress hesitated for a long time, then glanced at the young man not far away, turned her head, and said, "You saved my life again, so... I’ll reluctantly accompany you. Wherever you go, I will go."
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Misty Sea, Red Leaf Island, Kuye the Swordmaster, Medicine Pavilion...
Outside the door...
Little Jiushimei tossed and turned, worried about the Jingzhe battle tomorrow, and chatted with the older brother inside whom she once underestimated.
"Well... Shixiong can find someone more suitable."
"You are quite suitable. In a few days, I’ll have a word with the seated Elder of the sect to keep you here."
"I think Shixiong should find a Dao Companion, it’s more reliable."
"Don’t want to."
After a long time...
"Shixiong, I’m not pretty, and I’m disfigured." Little Jiushimei spoke with all the courage she could muster.
However, the answer that came from inside the room surprised her: "It’s settled then, I’ll talk to the Elder tomorrow."
"Shixiong!"
"Go to sleep!"
Several days later...
The Puppet Sect attacked, Little Jiushimei went missing, leaving no remains. Someone set up her grave on an island.
But miles away, a disfigured Female Cultivator quietly leaned beside a white-robed Cultivator, as they rode horses toward the horizon.
Where is the horizon?
Merely a verdant field, blue skies, white clouds, and the company of a lover; that’s all.
"Shixiong, you’re so excellent, you could clearly find a better Dao Companion."
"Don’t want to."
Song Yan held Little Jiu in his arms and softly said, "Because you are the best."
Little Jiu blushed, but quickly coughed due to her injuries.
She felt the warmth of the embrace and closed her eyes in peace.
She was a little sleepy.
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Jin Kingdom territory, in the wild...
"Stay away, don’t come close!"
Trade caravan guards fearfully watched the Jin Kingdom’s rogue army emerging from the dense forest, surrounding them. The lead Steward shouted, "We... we are legitimate traders."
The lead Captain sat on a tall horse, scrutinizing the surrounded merchants, and said in a flat tone, "Papers."
The Steward quickly took out a document and handed it over with trembling hands.
They were people of the Nanwu Commerce Association, and in these chaotic times, they naturally made some preparations while traveling. The document he handed over was part of this preparation — a counterfeit Jin Kingdom trader document.
The Captain glanced at it for a moment, then looked at the group of fat sheep before turning to the shadowy outline of the surrounding mountains and forests.
Flocks of birds flew off as black dots, the sunset like fresh blood red, a perfect place for murder and burying bodies.
"Fake."
The Captain tossed the document to the ground, then directly accused, "You are from the Nanwu Commerce Association!"
The Steward was stunned, knowing the document was counterfeit, but the seal on it was an expensive authentic one from the Jin Kingdom.
He quickly bent down to pick up the document and pleaded, "Master, we are genuine Jin..."
Before he finished, the Captain said, "Kill them!"
Just then, the curtain of the central carriage was lifted, revealing the face of an intellectual beauty.
The Captain’s eyes shimmered with greed, a look of "having fun tonight."
The beauty raised her voice, "The Puppet Sect Leader Song Yan is my man; who dares to touch me!"
When she finished speaking, the Jin soldiers fell silent, then burst into laughter; they thought this woman was crazy, so they mocked her loudly.
This beauty was Qiu Lianyue.
After parting ways with Song Yan, she and the Southern Wu Princess Consort went to Western Shu and managed her own business. Finding Southern Wu relatively safe, she moved her business there. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
She did not marry again, nor did she ever think she’d hear news of that person again.
Yet, she couldn’t avoid that man no matter what.
That man first caused a heaven-piercing scandal, becoming a wanted criminal in the Three Kingdoms, then suddenly, he turned around, destroyed the Nanwu Sword Sect, and became the Puppet Sect Leader.
There was already a heavy barrier called "difference between Immortal and Mortal" between her and him.
Originally, she only wanted to keep him as a memory, silently in her heart, but now... she had to use his influence to try to negotiate a way out from these Jin soldiers.
After laughing loudly, the Jin soldiers began to surround them again.
