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I wonder how much is left of San Lang’s Paradise Manor. If I get banished again, who knows how much junk I’ll have to sell or how long it’ll take to pay him back…decades, centuries; if anything, I’ll pay him the rest of my life.
Mu Qing suddenly asked, “Was everything Lang Qianqiu said true? Did you really kill those Yong’an royals?” Xie Lian looked up and met his gaze. Even if Mu Qing had been forcibly hiding it, Xie Lian still detected a trace of uncontrollable excitement in his eyes.
“What’s going on, General? Did something happen?” Mu Qing also entered the communication array. “Bad news! Where’s Ling Wen? Report to the Emperor—Xie Lian ran off!” He usually spoke gently and courteously, but now there was a flustered tinge to his voice.
He vaguely thought that maybe Hua Cheng had known about his house arrest and had come to his rescue, so when he called out “San Lang” a moment before, he was secretly a little happy. But with the way Hua Cheng had just shaken off his touch, Xie Lian abruptly realized—how could he think Hua Cheng would come to rescue him? He had just burned down Paradise Manor and the armory. Wasn’t it more plausible that Hua Cheng had come knocking to settle the score, or for payback?
He spoke as he walked, “I rolled snake eyes earlier. Does that mean every time I roll a two, I can see you?” As soon as he asked the question, he realized his words implied a bit too much, as if he had dearly wanted to see Hua Cheng. But Hua Cheng replied, “No.” Xie Lian felt a little awkward and scratched his cheek. “Oh. So that’s not it. I was wrong, then.”
Hua Cheng, walking in front of him, said, “If you want to see me, it won’t matter what you roll. I will appear.”
“I’ve always been this way, actually,” Xie Lian replied. “You just didn’t know. I remember telling you a long time ago not to venerate me as an incorruptible saintly figure, since I’m not who you think I am in your head. In the end, you’ve only disappointed yourself.”
The crown prince, once so highly venerated and worshipped, was sculpted into the form of one kneeling down and begging for forgiveness. These statues were placed in crowded areas of town so everyone was free to spit at or kick them when they passed and, in doing so, rid themselves of misfortune. Worse, some even had him sculpted prostrating and used the statue directly as a threshold so that tens of thousands would walk all over it.
Xie Lian ran to his side. “What’s wrong? Don’t be angry, please don’t be angry, everything’s all right. Calm down, everything’s all right…” He gently rubbed Hua Cheng’s shoulders a few times, his voice growing soothingly soft. When Xie Lian was younger, whenever he got angry or upset, his parents would always stroke his back like this and comfort him with their gentle voices; thus, he used the same method on Hua Cheng. It turned out to be quite effective—Hua Cheng’s eye was turbulent before, but after being soothed, his lip quivered for only a second before he slowly but finally calmed, and
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This tap instantly petrified Xie Lian’s body. He had not expected Hua Cheng to do anything to him at all, which was how he’d been petrified so easily. He didn’t know what Hua Cheng was up to, but he wasn’t worried about himself; rather, he was worried for Hua Cheng, afraid that he might lose control again.
was relishing this more and more the longer he spoke. “Yoooo, I get it. You just can’t believe what I’m saying, right? I heard you nailed your own shifu into a coffin over this! Ha ha ha ha HA HA HA, you dumbass! You killed the wrong person!” Listening to that vile, hearty laughter, Xie Lian closed his eyes and cursed inwardly again.
uncomfortable. He demanded angrily, “What’s so funny?” “I’m laughing at my good ol’ cousin, what’s it to you?!” Qi Rong snapped back in a fit. “Just now I said that your stupidity spanned hundreds of years. I’m sorry. I apologize. The best way to learn is to learn from the best—look at your shifu, no wonder you’re so stupid!” He turned to Xie Lian. “You went to Yong’an, became their State Preceptor, and ended up stabbed to death by your own disciple, isn’t that exciting? Isn’t it hilarious? You deserved it, you pathetic fool!”
If you really didn’t want him to hit me, then you would’ve stopped him at the beginning! Faking indifference now, telling him to forget it, no one’s gonna praise you for bein’ merciful!” “I stopped him because I don’t want him to dirty his hands. Did you misunderstand something?” Xie Lian said.
Go around the Upper Court and see for yourself; which official isn’t more dignified than you? Even a two-hundred-year-old ascendee could walk all over you. Over eight hundred years old and this is the state you’re in? What a failure.” Xie Lian smiled. “I am quite the failure. Not like my cousin, already a wrath after eight hundred years.” Xie Lian knew way too well how to put Qi Rong down. Next to him, Hua Cheng snorted, and Qi Rong’s face darkened for real.
Qi Rong continued, “Look at you both. The moment I say anything bad about you, whoa! Look how mad he gets. Was he blinded by that holy light from your halo?
“I know you too well. You love doing shit like this. Ancestors above, look at what a good descendant you gave birth to! Not only has the Xie Clan of Xianle lost everything, now even the bloodline is cut! XIE LIAN! YOU UNLUCKY STAR, YOU GOD OF MISFORTUNE! YOUR EXISTENCE IS XIANLE’S GREATEST TRAGEDY! WHY WON’T YOU DIE? HOW DO YOU EVEN HAVE THE FACE TO KEEP LIVING?!”
“And what nonsense hardships have I experienced? His Majesty the king had wanted to integrate the two clans; did I not kill him? Prince An Le was the last of my family’s bloodline; did I not kill him? I deserve whatever comes to me—is it so wrong to count everything as my doing? What’s there to be afraid of? No matter what comes at me, I can’t die! I did this. I bring misfortune. And now Prince An Le is counted, Qi Rong is counted, everyone in Xianle is counted. Isn’t it better to hate one instead of a group? Must he think that everything I taught him was false, nothing more than empty
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Xie Lian’s lips jerked upwards with the thought: wasn’t he the same? Only good at not dying and running away; even after eight hundred years, he’d only gotten this far, which was nowhere.
“It’s not that I believed he did it. I just believed that you didn’t.” Xie Lian’s smile faded at this. He was quiet for a moment before asking, “Why is that?” “If you had admitted to the Gilded Banquet Massacre using any other reason, then I would’ve believed it was you,” Hua Cheng replied. “The Yong’an king was a diligent ruler, loved by the people, and yet Lang Qianqiu said the reason you told him was ‘I couldn’t stand seeing your people on the throne.’ “That was a model declaration for someone intent on overthrowing the crown. But if that declaration came from you, it’d be a poor attempt at
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“You shouldn’t idolize people or think of them as overly perfect,” Xie Lian replied. “If you’re just watching a shadow from afar and never interacting, then sure. But once acquainted and grown close, one day you’ll find that this person isn’t what you imagined, maybe even the complete opposite. When that happens, you’ll be very disappointed.” Hua Cheng disagreed respectfully. “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.”
“I’ve always had the feeling that you’re someone from my past and that you must’ve known me from very early on. Maybe it was during my first ascension; no, maybe even earlier. Yet…I really don’t remember. When have I ever met a character like you?” Someone like Hua Cheng would be unforgettable from the first meeting.
Qi Rong was young, immature, bullheaded, energetic, extreme, and worst of all, royalty.
Shi Qingxuan was curious. “What, do you all know the Green Ghost?!” Xie Lian nodded. “He’s my little cousin.” Shi Qingxuan was shocked and crossed his arms. “Well, ain’t that something else.” “He is definitely something else,” Xie Lian agreed. “I’m not talking about him,” Shi Qingxuan said. “I’m talking about you! Your Highness, look at you: the martial gods of the southeast and southwest are both your old buddies, the Martial God of the East is your disciple, that Night-Touring Green Lantern is your little cousin, Crimson Rain Sought Flower is your sworn brother, and I, Lord Wind Master, am
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“To become a supreme, one must have experienced unimaginable suffering and pain. One either ascends from such tribulations or is doomed to the depths of hell, never to return. The two Supreme Ghost Kings that emerged from Mount Tonglu, Black Water and Hua Cheng, are both far more frightening than you think.”
Xie Lian glanced at the small tea table and saw a jaded cup, its contents emitting a strange fragrance. He curiously asked “What’s this?” as he picked it up. But the queen warned, “Don’t drink it! That’s not something you should drink!” Xie Lian was curious. “Why can’t I drink this?” The queen reached for the small jaded cup and took it from him, poured a bit of its contents on her handkerchief, and pressed it gently to her face a few times. “Mount Taicang recently sent a batch of fresh fruit. I don’t like cherries, but there’s a method of making them into paste for facials, so I squeezed some
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He then bent down again to ask, “Where do you live? I’ll take you home.” That child shook his head. “No home.” Feng Xin approached, holding the arm that was now in a sling. “No home? So, he really is a little beggar?” Seeing that this child was so emaciated and small, his clothes filthy and unkempt, it wasn’t impossible to believe. If he had no home to return to, they couldn’t possibly leave him at the palace or throw him out on the streets. Xie Lian pondered for a moment, then said, “If that’s the case, then let’s bring him with us back to Mount Taicang.” Unexpectedly, Mu Qing suddenly spoke
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“Right or wrong is very important. If I must choose, then I choose the third path,” Xie Lian replied.
Where’s the logic in it? If the heavens have eyes, they will not condemn me for this.”
The State Preceptor cast his gaze elsewhere. “Then, Your Highness, let me ask you. What if the heavens really do condemn you? Will you apologize then?” “If that should happen, then the heavens are wrong. I am right. I will stand against the heavens and defy them until the end.”
The State Preceptor spoke, “Two walked the desert, about to die from thirst, and there was only one cup of water. The one who drinks lives, the one who doesn’t dies. If you were a god, who would you give that cup of water to—don’t speak yet, I’ll ask the other two and see how they answer.” The latter part was directed to the two standing not too far behind. Mu Qing contemplated and responded prudently. “May I ask who those two people are, what their natures are like, and of their merits? A decision can only be made once all the details are known.” Feng Xin, on the other hand, answered, “I
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“State Preceptor, do you think I can ascend?” Xie Lian asked. The State Preceptor gave him a look and said, “If you can’t ascend, then no one can. It’s only a matter of time.”
“When humans ascend, they become gods; when humans fall, they become ghosts.” Xie Lian gave it some thought. “Is there something wrong with that?” The State Preceptor replied, “Of course it’s wrong. Remember: when humans ascend, they are still human…when they fall, they are still human.”