Heaven Official's Blessing: Tian Guan Ci Fu (Novel) Vol. 2

by Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù

Dragging his injured arm, Xie Lian rushed toward the door, hoping to call for help from any nearby officials. But before he put even a single foot outside the main hall, there was an enormously loud BANG that exploded from the front door. Feng Xin and Mu Qing were shocked into stillness by the booming noise, their eyes alert, looking to where the sound came from. The front doors to the Palace of Xianle had been kicked open. Beyond the door wasn’t the expansive Grand Avenue of Divine Might of the Heavenly Court but rather a dead blackness. And from within that darkness, innumerable chilling silver butterflies rushed out toward them.

Thats my man!!!

The two looked closely and almost spat blood on the spot from their furious shock. Xie Lian was staring at them in blank confusion, a wraith butterfly held in one hand. Earlier, when the butterflies were gusting through like wild winds, there was one that was a little slow and couldn’t keep up with the rest. As it flapped arduously in front of Xie Lian, he had a simple thought: that poor little silver butterfly was working really hard, but it couldn’t fly anymore. And so he unthinkingly extended his palm just beneath it. Wings flapping happily, that silver butterfly had landed on his palm and now wouldn’t leave.

Just then, Xie Lian felt a tightening on his wrist. Someone had grabbed hold of him and pulled hard. His entire body was drawn into the darkness beyond the door. Although he was shrouded in darkness, he didn’t feel any alarm or anxiety. This darkness was like a layer of gentle armor; not only did he not sense any danger, it actually somehow calmed him down. Even if the person within the darkness hadn’t shown himself, with those silver butterflies, was it so hard to guess? Mu

The communication array was thrown into complete confusion, everyone trying to talk at once; it was so chaotic that Xie Lian couldn’t get a word in at all. He drew in a deep breath, but just as he was about to match the shouting and tell everyone to calm down, Hua Cheng suddenly turned around and reached over with two fingers. Those cold digits gently touched his temple, and Hua Cheng chuckled. “Long time no see. How is everyone doing?” With the soft touch of his two fingers, Hua Cheng entered the heavenly communication array through Xie Lian. That nonchalant greeting was heard not just by Xie Lian beside him but by every flustered heavenly official within the communication array. Instantly, they fell into a dead silence. “…” There was a silent uproar. No wonder! Such arrogance could only come from That Person! Hua Cheng continued, “I don’t know if you missed me, but I haven’t thought about any of you at all.” “…”

“Why should you have to repay me?” Hua Cheng interrupted. His tone was a little harsh, as if he couldn’t listen anymore, and he abruptly turned around. “Did you forget that my blade wounded your arm? I hurt you, not the other way around. Why should you have to repay me?” Xie Lian had almost forgotten the injury of his right arm. He was a little taken aback before he remembered. “My arm? My arm’s fine; it doesn’t hurt. It’ll be better soon. Besides, it’s only like this because I charged in and struck back against you. You aren’t to blame in the first place.” Hua Cheng stared at him hard, his left eye unusually bright. Xie Lian noticed that he seemed to be shaking. A brief moment later, he realized it wasn’t Hua Cheng who was shaking but the scimitar Eming at his waist. That silver scimitar, hung over the red robes, was shaking nonstop. The eye upon it, shaped by silver lines, was also quivering. If it were the eye of a child, then that child was clearly bawling.

Hua Cheng, walking in front of him, said, “If you want to see me, it won’t matter what you roll. I will appear.”

The moment he uttered the word “pathetic,” Hua Cheng wrathfully struck once more.

The moment he mentioned the statue, coldness suffused Hua Cheng’s darkened expression; if it wasn’t for Xie Lian holding him back, he probably would’ve gone over and stomped on Qi Rong’s face some more.

“You never know. I don’t care if anyone else is disappointed. But to some, the very existence of a certain person in this world is in itself hope.”

Not even concubines in a harem have minds as convoluted as his. It’s so annoying!”

Me thinks Feng Xin has the hots for Mu Qing.

Hong…” His voice was tiny and soft, a little mumbled. It was like he didn’t want to tell or that he was slightly embarrassed. Xie Lian only sort of heard the word “hong,” the color red, then asked another question.

If this is Hua Cheng I am going to lose my mind!!