SQLJBFDTW Chapter 49

From Yu Wei’s body, a surge of new power crashed towards Chao Jianxue like a tidal wave. He covered his face, wanting to shield himself, but Yu Wei pulled him in front of him, standing firmly at the very center of the storm.

It was a new illusion rapidly expanding outwards, replacing the original one. It wasn’t just Yu Wei’s own cultivation, but also the added power of the Bitter Cold Heart.

The two broke through the formation set by the Flood Dragon Demon and firmly stepped onto the ground.

Chao Jianxue looked around in astonishment. The original blood lotuses had been replaced by white lotuses emitting pale blue, shimmering light. The atmosphere was no longer dangerous and treacherous, but rather one of tranquil peace and holiness.

The Flood Dragon Demon, completely black and reflecting red light, had nowhere to hide in this holiness, making it particularly conspicuous.

It coiled its serpentine body, in disbelief: “You actually absorbed the Bitter Cold Heart! The Bitter Cold Heart is a celestial artifact that supports the One Leaf Boat, how could it acknowledge you as its master?”

Yu Wei held his sword, and Chao Jianxue also discovered with horror that his spiritual power was now exceptionally strong. When he raised his head and lowered his eyebrows, he actually possessed the imposing aura of a true immortal.

Having grown accustomed to his upright and refined appearance, he now realized that Yu Wei’s profile was as sharp as a sword. When he stood there silently, he couldn’t help but inspire a deep desire to submit.

Chao Jianxue exclaimed in shock: “He’s reached the Spirit Transformation stage…”

Alright, there was no need to watch the subsequent developments at all; the Flood Dragon Demon was definitely dead.

Although he had anticipated it, Chao Jianxue hadn’t expected that killing the Flood Dragon Demon could be so easy.

As a clear-sighted observer, he only felt that Yu Wei was like a martial god. In his own illusory realm, he beat the Flood Dragon Demon to a pulp, but never delivered a fatal blow.

In the end, the Flood Dragon Demon was beaten until it revealed its human form again, and it repeated its old trick, playing the family card: “Yu Wei! Yu Wei! I am your uncle, I know I was wrong, don’t kill me! I am your only relative!”

Chao Jianxue also wanted to go up and deliver a final blow when he heard this, but Yu Wei stopped.

He held his sword across the Flood Dragon Demon’s neck and exhaled a breath that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

“I suspected it was you a long time ago, but I couldn’t understand why. The elders and my parents never mistreated you. Just for the position of family head, you were actually able to collude with the demon race to murder the entire family.”

“Just for the position of family head?” The Flood Dragon Demon repeated his words in a trembling voice, as if his words had aroused his anger. “Yu Wei, you were born to be the next family head. This position was readily available to you, so you think it’s not important.”

Yu Wei looked at him as if he were a stranger: “But you are now coexisting with the Flood Dragon Demon. Do you not regret it?”

“If it weren’t for the snake demon transforming into a demon, taking my benefits and still not being satisfied, losing control and going crazy, I wouldn’t have ended up where I am today! It’s just that my luck is bad.”

He was still stubborn, staring at Yu Wei and smiling sinisterly: “Yu Wei, have you forgotten when you were little, your uncle used to carry you to fly kites, and he brought you candied haws when you were punished to kneel. Do you still remember that the elders ordered your little rabbit to be killed, and I helped you hide it…”

“I dare not forget.”

Just when the Flood Dragon Demon was overjoyed, thinking that Yu Wei remembered his past kindness, Yu Wei looked at him deeply and said, “Precisely because I dare not forget, when I kill you, I will not let you suffer.”

He went to the Wuwu Sect to become a disciple in order to take revenge as soon as possible, but he didn’t expect that this enemy, in addition to the demon race, would actually be his own uncle.

He would not wallow in the pain of the past for too long. The head of the Yu family had cultivated a clear, decisive, patient, and resolute heart from a young age.

He raised the Only Sword.

Chao Jianxue turned his head away, not wanting to look. The surrounding lotus flowers swayed, as if a gentle breeze was passing by.

When they came out of the water realm, the red light that had been gathering in the sky above the One Leaf Boat had already dissipated.

Yu Wei walked silently beside Chao Jianxue, their sleeves touching and then separating.

“Will Shixiong think I did something wrong?”

Chao Jianxue quickly shook his head: “He harmed your entire family, he deserves to die.”

“Actually, I don’t want to be the Yu family head. The family head is never free, and has to bear the fate of the entire family. I was too young at that time, and I was very afraid of the arrival of this day.”

Yu Wei’s expression was desolate, his memories distant and unfamiliar.

“If I hadn’t left the One Leaf Boat back then, wouldn’t things have become like this now…” That was the only time he had ever rebelled.

“No…” Chao Jianxue chose to be a little cruel. “You would be dead.”

Finally, Yu Wei smiled faintly, as if relieved: “Yes. Fate is kind.”

Fate pushed him forward, there were no other ifs.

He also said: “Shixiong, will you think that I am not the shidi you knew?”

Chao Jianxue knew that he had just experienced great sorrow, and it was normal to lack a sense of security. He turned around and hugged Yu Wei tightly, because a hug was the most unspoken comfort.

He originally just wanted to hug him for a moment, but Yu Wei also reached out and hugged him tightly. Chao Jianxue gradually changed from being active to being very passive, and he was a little breathless, but he could clearly hear Yu Wei’s heartbeat, one after another, rapid and powerful.

His voice came from his ear, muffled: “Shixiong, do you really love me?”

Chao Jianxue’s thoughts raced a million miles in an instant.

That’s right, if he were to become Yu Wei’s Dao companion, wouldn’t he be able to influence Yu Wei’s choices even more? This further relationship would be beneficial to him in every way… Uh, there was one harm, but it wasn’t impossible to discuss, right?

So he nodded without thinking: “Mmm!”

Yu Wei first breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then his heart was filled with joy that he hadn’t felt for a long time.

He was afraid that Shixiong was lying to him because he wanted to detoxify him. Although he admitted that he had ulterior motives when he said those words to Shixiong after the onset of the poison.

He hugged him tightly, as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world. The slightly bitter blood and the plum fragrance that Chao Jianxue already had were embraced by him.

His shixiong, his Dao companion.

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When they emerged from the narrow waterfall, Ying Liuzheng immediately jumped out from the shade of a nearby tree.

He was full of concern, mainly towards Chao Jianxue: “How was it? Was the trip successful? I haven’t left, I’ve been waiting for you to come out. Did the Yu family make things difficult for you? If not, I’ll go in with you again?”

His enthusiasm was almost enough to see the tail wagging behind him.

His gaze was very purposeful.

Knowing that he already had an extraordinary relationship with Yu Wei, Chao Jianxue could no longer look at his starry eyes with peace of mind. He twirled a strand of hair with his fingers and shifted his gaze.

“No need. We have already obtained what we wanted.” Yu Wei spoke before him, his clear and cold temperament naturally possessing a kind of immortal aura that made people look up to him as if he were in the clouds.

He took Chao Jianxue’s hand, nodded calmly to Ying Liuzheng, thanked him for his care, and then left gracefully. Chao Jianxue could only wave to Ying Liuzheng as he brushed past him.

“Wait…” Ying Liuzheng finally reacted and wanted to invite them to stay in the manor again, but his words didn’t come out as he directly noticed the hands the two were holding.

Ying Liuzheng: “…”

Clearly… they were just fellow disciples before they went into the waterfall. Would fellow disciples hold hands like this?

Something had changed when he didn’t know.

Ying Liuzheng shed tears in the wind.

He got into the Dream Butterfly Manor’s carriage in a daze, returned to his courtyard in a daze, and when he saw his mother again, he burst into tears.

The Third Young Master’s first crush in his life, which he thought was always successful, ended in a huge blow.

Madam Ying was angry at his lack of ambition and brought him, unwillingly, to the Winter Garden.

She pointed to the stone pavilion in the pure white snow and asked, “Read it out, what is that called?”

Ying Liuzheng sobbed: “Deep Snow Pavilion. I’ve known since I was little.”

Madam Ying then dragged him to the small courtyard next to the Deep Snow Pavilion. Restriction talismans were pasted on the door, keeping the objects inside permanently sealed.

She opened the restriction with a palm of spiritual power and nodded: “Go in and see for yourself.”

Ying Liuzheng had never been to this courtyard before. None of their children had been allowed to enter here since they were little. This was his aunt Ying Xunge’s former residence, a painful spot that the family head was unwilling to mention.

He walked hesitantly up the steps and pushed open the door.

Without having to take many steps, as long as he looked up, he could see a painting hanging in the center of the (xiāngfáng, wing room).

The woman in the painting was richly beautiful, with a pair of smiling eyes. The years of placement had caused the paper to yellow slightly, but it couldn’t wash away her somewhat familiar eyebrows and eyes.

Those were eyes that dimmed the bright moon and stars, with slightly upturned corners, a perfectly appropriate curve. Although it was a still image, it seemed to have been imbued with divine charm, smiling at him vividly.

That kind of smile gradually overlapped with the person in Ying Liuzheng’s mind. He opened his mouth wide and uncontrollably slumped into a chair on the side.

When he came out again, his heart was as dead as ashes, and he lowered his head, unwilling to look at his mother.

Madam Ying said: “Don’t tell your father about this, and don’t let a third person know. The things of the past should be left in the past completely. At least in the Dream Butterfly Manor, people who shouldn’t be left behind must never be left behind.”

“I understand,” Ying Liuzheng replied weakly.

Ying Xunge liked snow.

The snowflakes in the Winter Garden never stopped for a moment. The wooden plaque on the Deep Snow Pavilion was still named by Ying Xunge herself, Deep Snow, Deep Snow, Today I See Snow, the Snow is Still Deep.

His young love ended in a way that shattered his illusions.

Chao Jianxue sneezed.

He sniffed, and a coat was immediately draped over his shoulders, enveloping him in the fresh fragrance of lotus.

“I’m not cold, maybe someone is talking about me, haha.” He grabbed the coat, feeling flattered.

Too considerate, so considerate that he didn’t know what to do or say.

He had never been in a relationship before, he was completely at a loss.

Yu Wei’s gaze was still hot and unwavering. He had been in this state since he came out of the One Leaf Boat. Because he had finally realized his long-awaited wish, he couldn’t take his eyes off him for a long time.

Being stared at by this kind of fairy, Chao Jianxue shifted his gaze.

Yu Wei had gained the recognition of the Bitter Cold Heart and had since become the master of the Jade Thicket One Leaf Boat. The houses in the One Leaf Boat had already begun to be rebuilt under the action of spells and celestial spiritual power. It was expected that it wouldn’t be long before the Yu family’s magnificence could be reproduced.

They were currently touring and enjoying the scenery in the neighboring city. Chao Jianxue didn’t want to go back so soon, so Yu Wei brought him here to relax.

As they walked, a large, colorful butterfly fluttered from the horizon.

Chao Jianxue found it novel and reached out his hand appropriately. The butterfly landed on his fingertip, its antennae holding a letter.

It turned out to be the Dream Butterfly Manor’s tracing technique.

The moment he picked up the letter, the butterfly flapped its wings and instantly turned into a small, four-season pendant in his palm, along with colorful, sparkling powder that scattered in the air.

“It’s Ying Liuzheng again?” Yu Wei frowned slightly, waving away the glittering color as if he couldn’t bear to be disturbed.

Chao Jianxue curiously opened the letter, and it was actually half a line of poetry.

“Seeing Snow Tempers Gold at Dawn.”

“Oh.” Chao Jianxue was slightly surprised.

It was on the car on the day they first met that Ying Liuzheng said that he should also have a resounding line of poetry.

He couldn’t hide his smile, squinting his eyes and looking at it carefully several times: “Okay, isn’t it quite suitable for me?”

Yu Wei took the letter and pursed his lips: “There should be a second half.”

He thought for a moment, snapped his fingers, and elegant and graceful handwriting appeared on the paper.

Combined, it was “Seeing Snow Tempers Gold at Dawn, Traveling a Thousand Miles Illuminates the Light.”

Chao Jianxue read it several times, his face full of joy.

It turned out that he was lying when he thought he didn’t want it before. When he really received it, he was extremely happy.

He could also pretend to be cool when he went out in the future!