Recently, for some unknown reason, the atmosphere in the palace had become a lot weirder.
Manager Rong could handle it well. Although it was quiet every day before, there was still a bit of life. But now, there was only lifelessness.
The palace attendants no longer had smiles on their faces, and their behavior became more cautious.
Jian Xiuyun was really curious, and after chatting with the palace servants who were attending to him for several days, he finally learned that the reason for this dull atmosphere was because Kan Wenxiao had suddenly changed his temperament recently.
After he unified the cultivation world, he no longer pretended to just own his sect, but just like in the human realm, he called himself the emperor and everyone else his ministers.
Many senior elders from the eight sects were dissatisfied and went to discuss the matter.
Kan Wenxiao was open to discussions before, but this time he directly issued the decree.
Those who still came to dissuade were all killed without exception. Not only that, they were also skinned and hung at the city gate as a warning to the others.
For a time, everyone was in danger, and no one raised any objections.
Jian Xiuyun felt frightened after hearing this. After recovering, he continued to ask, “Who were killed?”
The palace attendant’s voice immediately lowered with fear, “There are too many, I can’t remember them all.”
–
“The autumn water is deep and there are too few lives in the sky; the water is cold and the mountains are clear, and the sun is falling. The flowers and willows are bent…national hatred is unforgivable, but secret hatred is the most difficult to eliminate…”
The banquet table made of nanmu and inlaid with bamboo was lined up from top to bottom. Everyone sat in order according to their status. Sitting on top of the huanghuali chair with dragon patterns was Kan Wenxiao.
He looked a little drunk, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, with his eyelids half-closed and a faint smile on his lips.
His fingers lightly touched the table, and an attendant immediately came forward, picked up the jade-inlaid silver flask on the table and filled his glass with wine.
Although the huge room was full of people, there were only the sounds of babbling opera and the sound of wine pouring in the glass.
“Why are you so reserved, gentlemen? Relax.” Kan Wenxiao looked at the silent crowd, amusement evident in his tone.
“Yes.” A neat response immediately came from below.
Then they all picked up their chopsticks and ate the food, chewing very quietly.
When Kan Wenxiao saw this, he sneered and put the glass cup in his hand on the table. The cup made contact with the table, clinking loudly.
The room fell silent again.
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Hua Dan, who was singing on the stage, was also affected by the tense atmosphere. Her voice broke on a note, and then realization hit. She immediately knelt down, knocked her head heavily on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, “Your Majesty, spare my life.”
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Kan Wenxiao stretched out his hand to lift her head and asked, “Am I a beast? Why are you so afraid?”
The woman’s eyelashes couldn’t help trembling, her eyes evasive, not daring to look at him at all, “No, I’m not afraid.”
“Lie.” Kan Wenxiao said, moving his fingers down and pinching the woman’s slender neck.
The woman was shaking like chaff in an instant, and even her pleas were trembling and unable to be uttered.
Kan Wenxiao let go of her neck, his eyes unamused, “How boring.”
Everyone was silent.
Kan Wenxiao looked at the huge stage and thought for a moment. He seemed to have thought of something interesting and his eyebrows raised,
“Go and invite Jian Xianjun.”
–
As soon as Jian Xiuyun entered the main hall, he saw Kan Wenxiao sitting high up, holding a wine glass with stern eyebrows.
The atmosphere in the hall was extremely solemn.
It should have been a scene of people drinking, singing and dancing, but all of them here were like little widows visiting the cemetery.
Kan Wenxiao didn’t look at him, and no one led him to sit down. Jian Xiuyun looked around and only saw an empty seat next to Kan Wenxiao.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked over and sat down next to him.
Before he could speak, Kan Wenxiao said calmly, “I just thought of a good show, and I would like to invite Shizun to watch it with me.”
Just as Jian Xiuyun said “Okay”, he heard a wolf howl.
Jian Xiuyun was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at the stage.
At some point, an iron cage had been placed on the huge stage, and the red cloth was lifted to reveal a snow wolf.
The wolf was big and strong, and seemed to have been starved. His eyes shined with hunger, and he paced impatiently in the cage, hitting his head against the bars from time to time, making loud noises.
Jian Xiuyun looked at Kan Wenxiao with surprise, a bad premonition welling up in his heart.
Sure enough, in the next second, a man covered in injuries was thrown on the stage.
When he saw who that man was, Jian Xiuyun immediately rose on his feet.
Subconsciously, he wanted to run towards the stage, but before he could move, his wrist was grabbed.
“Shizun, don’t worry, the fun will begin soon.”
Jian Xiuyun struggled hard but couldn’t shake his hand free.
Then he looked at him in disbelief, his voice changing tone, “Are you crazy? If you seal his spiritual power, he will be eaten!”
Kan Wenxiao looked at him with indifferent eyes and said, “Life and death are fateful.”
Jian Xiuyun was livid, “Bullshit! You are so sick! This is human life!”
These words seemed to stir Kan Wenxiao. His eyes changed, and there was a hint of anger. He used force on his palm to pull Jian Xiuyun into his arms.
Then he said to the audience, “Throw him in.”
As soon as he finished speaking, two guards came forward. One of them lifted Lin Liaoting and threw him into the cage.
Lin Liaoting’s mouth was sealed and he could not shout, but his movements gave away his fear and anxiety.
The injury on his body was too serious. By the time he managed to stand up with his hands on the ground, the wolf had already walked in front of him.
Lin Liaoting was so frightened that he paralyzed on the ground, then crawled to the door on all fours. He beat the iron door desperately, muffled shouts sounding from his mouth.
The snow wolf kept circling him, as if waiting for the best opportunity.
Jian Xiuyun felt that his heart was being pinched hard, and he wanted to rush over immediately, but he couldn’t get away no matter how hard he struggled. Anger and anxiety took over him, so he grabbed the hand that held him and bit down hard.
Kan Wenxiao did not flinch, and allowed him to bite. Soon there were drops of blood dripping down, but the hand that held him did not loosen even an inch.
Jian Xiuyun let go, grabbed his collar, and shouted, “Kan Wenxiao, are you crazy?! Let someone release him quickly! It will be too late if you delay it any longer, he is your senior brother! Kan Wenxiao…”
But no matter how much he begged, Kan Wenxiao remained indifferent.
At this time, he suddenly heard several muffled gasps.
Jian Xiuyun let go of his clothes and turned his head.
Many people in the audience lowered their heads, and some timid ones simply covered their eyes.
There was a hint of blood, and Jian Xiuyun looked towards the stage.
The person on the stage was lying straight on the ground, his neck bitten off by the snow wolf, with a lot of blood spurting out.
The wolf was devouring his bones and blood, and the sound of greedy biting and chewing echoed in the hall.
“Liaoting!”
Jian Xiuyun felt that this shout had exhausted all his energy, and his throat constricted with pain, the smell of blood surging up.
Then, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Someone seemed to be calling him.
Jiann Xiuyun turned around and saw the man in front of him opening and closing his lips, but couldn’t clearly make out his words.
His vision began to blur, and Jian Xiuyun suddenly felt that he gradually overlapped with the Kan Wenxiao from his previous life.
The same abominable face, the same cold-blooded cruelty, the same tall and powerful figure.
It was always like this. He could make their lives worse than death by casually giving orders from above.
Strong resentment suddenly surged out uncontrollably.
Before he could process, the porcelain piece hidden in his hand suddenly stabbed Kan Wenxiao.
In the end, he missed an inch and sliced the right side of his face.
Kan Wenxiao did not dodge, but was slightly startled. He raised his hand and touched the blood on his face, then took Jian Xiuyun’s hand and placed it on his neck.
“Shizun, you should cut here.”
Jian Xiuyun’s hands trembled slightly, but he did not apply any force. He just looked into his eyes, which gradually turned red.
“Wenxiao.” Jian Xiuyun said, his voice hoarse.
“Let them go, and let yourself go. Can I bear all your hatred?”
Kan Wenxiao laughed out loud when he heard this. Before he could speak, he saw Jian Xiuyun quickly retracting his hand and violently slit his own neck with the porcelain shard.
Blood immediately poured out and splashed on his face.
Noooooo! I am hanging on a cliff!! Somebody save me please!
Help!
Aiutami!
¡Ayuda!
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So sad …sad😢. Shifu
Thanks for the update
Thank you for the chapter !
So will there be another rebirth ? Since now everything is a bit too fck up 😬
Noooo Fuck Noooo!
Liaoting is dead? 🥺 My husband is dead?! I’m a widow now 😭😭😭
What just happened? I’m lost
This is such a sad story where no one wins