Huancheng Deep - Kapitel 64
"Ridiculous! How could a prodigy like you possibly understand what it means to wish you were dead? Yu Xuanyuan, get rid of that 'know-it-all' attitude!" Youming sneered, increasing the pressure on his hand. The rough calluses rubbed against Yu Zhou's face.
Yu Zhou suddenly laughed, looking at You Ming and saying slowly and deliberately, "Did you ever see a fight between humans and wolves when you were three? The wolf's fangs ripping against human bones, one after another, the horrific scene of blood everywhere, the icy corpses, the icy green eyes, the howling of wolves, the dismemberment of limbs? Did you ever see your family members, who were living happily together, all killed overnight when you were five? And you were powerless to do anything, only able to watch the traces of blood and fire? Do you understand that feeling?"
"Ridiculous, how could such a thing exist in the world?" Youming said dismissively, believing that what Yuzhou said was nonsense. If the child had really experienced it, he would definitely have collapsed.
"Hmph, is that what you think? But I am that child." Yu Zhou shook off You Ming's hand and faced You Ming's mask without hesitation.
"My master made me watch for a long time, to toughen my mind. I saw every single thing a wolf did to humans, its fangs covered in blood. The screams of women and children echoed through the valley, over and over again. And then there was the village burned down. My master made me live with them for a month. They treated me very well, but it was as if those bandits were committing all sorts of atrocities—rape, plunder, and murder. The cries and wails of children filled my ears, but my master forced them back down. I wanted to close my eyes, but it was as if he forcibly pried them open. Those terrified eyes before death, that maniacal laughter—do you think that was worse than death?" Yu Zhou roared at You Ming. His body and mind were exhausted. Even after so many years, the memory still brought such suffocating pain, as if a dull knife was slowly pulling him apart. Yu Zhou spoke these words as if it were commonplace.
“You…you’re not Yu Qingqian’s son, how could you…” Youming looked at Yu Zhou in disbelief. He found it unbelievable; he absolutely could not believe that such a young master would go through all this.
"The Eccentric Hero of Tianchi is my master." Yu Zhou didn't want to say much more. Those who knew the Eccentric Hero of Tianchi knew his training methods were strange, yet surprisingly effective. Some rumors circulated that he trained his disciples to watch human-beast battles and to spend a month in a desert filled with corpses. It turned out that all of this was true.
"You... did you grow up like that?" Youming's tone was somewhat gentle and tender. Could such a frail boy withstand such a cold-blooded test? Three years old, five years old, what kind of age is that? Is that Tianchi Eccentric Swordsman even a person?
"Yu Zhou, you..." You Ming had just come to his senses when Yu Zhou pulled out a dagger and plunged it into You Ming's chest. Yu Zhou showed no expression; even in his tattered clothes, he was still an exceptionally handsome young man.
"I forgot to tell you, my master taught me how to fight wolves," Yu Zhou said casually.
He turned and staggered forward.
"If you don't kill me now, you'll regret it." Youming spoke kindly to Yuzhou. Having been stabbed, Youming appeared somewhat dejected, yet still maintained his composure. The blood on his chest bloomed like a flower suddenly bursting forth.
"I have no strength left." Yu Zhou didn't turn around and walked forward. Just that one simple sentence. Is that so? You Ming collapsed to the ground, exhausted? You Ming, clutching his chest, was still smiling.
Yu Zhou also took this opportunity to escape from the den of demons.
[Dynasty Storm: Qiao Yun]
Inside the Qiao Family Compound.
"Young..." The servant lowered his head in fear. The steward coughed violently. "Miss, we found a man by the pond." A beautiful woman crossed her legs, holding a whip in her hand, her eyes half-closed, her beautiful, glassy pupils gleaming with an unknown light. A deep, resonant male voice rang out. This woman was none other than Qiao Yun, the young master of the Qiao family. However, he had been dressing as a woman since he was five years old, but no one knew why. Qiao Yun always ordered the servants to call him "Miss," and Master Qiao allowed him to develop this way, simply because of the talent Qiao Yun had shown since childhood.
"Man, show it to me, it's so annoying, so annoying!" Qiao Yun said impatiently, looking at the man waving the whip. "Miss, your undergarment has fallen off." The butler pointed to the red undergarment on the ground and poked Qiao Yun's right elbow.
Qiao Yun generously picked up the undergarment, saying, "I know, hasn't your aunt seen an undergarment before?" She opened her clothes and put it on directly. The red undergarment and the light blue skirt seemed mismatched. But Qiao Yun was beautiful; her glassy eyes were as clear as a spring. Her slender limbs were more beautiful than a woman's.
"What are you all looking at? What are you all spacing out for? Get out of my way! Don't you even know why Ya Ya invited you all here?" Qiao Yun looked at the servants who were staring blankly by the pond. She rudely lifted her skirt and kicked one of the servants a short distance away, but the servant's eyes were completely in a daze. When Qiao Yun pushed away all the obstacles...
He discovered—he discovered—a man lying by the pond, so beautiful that words could hardly describe him. His disheveled black hair was tangled and messy on his forehead, with droplets of water clinging to it like tiny pearls. A few misty drops clung to his curled eyelashes, trembling with each slight movement. His smooth skin revealed the veins, and his small, bloodless lips were breathtakingly beautiful, stunning his eyes. Even the tattered black robe couldn't conceal his sensual collarbone, its near-perfect curve. As a man himself, he couldn't help but admire him. This man was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen—no, more beautiful than anyone else.
“This…” Qiao Yun’s usually eloquent tongue began to falter, and a suspicious blush appeared on her face.
"Miss, what should we do?" the servant asked, looking at Qiao Yun who was in a daze.
Qiao Yun regained her composure and looked at the man on the ground, saying, "Nonsense, of course I'll take him home. You little brat, what did I teach you? It's not heroic to stand by and watch someone die. I, this young lady, want to be a hero, you know?"
"Yes, young master!" The servant nodded helplessly. When did this young master change his ways and become so kind? But when the servant realized he had called the wrong person and was about to be punished, he found that his young master was staring at the man without any reaction.
This man is Yu Zhou, who escaped. However, the mysterious Qiao Family Compound holds a secret, a secret from a thousand years ago, a secret related to what happened after Yu Zhou.
Qiao Yun, this strange young man, will bring Yu Zhou a lot of surprises, because his talent is actually on par with Yu Zhou's, and he even has an extra talent: psychic abilities.
—————————————————————————————————————————— Oops! There will be another chapter later. Just got back from shopping... I'm exhausted. Happy New Year everyone!
[Dynasty Storm: Qiao Yun 2]
"Hey, you quack doctor, you've been here for ages, are you better yet?" Qiao Yun lifted her skirt, tossing sunflower seed shells around on the ground while chewing them. She also casually ordered a few little ghosts to bring her tea and water.
The doctor took the pulse, stroked a few strands of his beard, and said, "Strange, strange, really strange."
"Enough with the nonsense, are you out of your mind?" Qiao Yun threw the incense fan in her hand forcefully. She took off her feet, put her shoes back in place, and was about to throw them again.
"Cough cough! Young Master Qiao... Miss, aren't you a miracle doctor? Why do you still need to find..." The doctor was scared half to death. Luckily, he didn't finish his sentence, or he wouldn't be going home alive today.
"I will treat him myself, you don't need to say anything. Just tell me, when you took his pulse, did you find that his pulse was sometimes yin and sometimes yang? It was completely indistinguishable between male and female. But..." Qiao Yun pondered for a while, then waved her hand to dismiss some of the little ghosts.
"You mean he's not a man?" the doctor said in surprise.
"You bastard, you're not a man. He has no breasts, but it seems like he has that. What I find strange is that his destiny chart matches mine. My ancestors said that a thousand years later, someone whose destiny chart matches the Qiao family's would appear, but it would be a woman, yet it happens to be a man. I don't understand." Qiao Yun frowned slightly. He threw a handful of melon seeds on the ground, puzzled.
"Miss, are you sure you're not mistaken?" the doctor asked.
Qiao Yun paced back and forth, her skirt billowing, and quickly searched her memory, saying, "You bastard, you're the one who's mistaken. It's clearly a woman. And you bastard, hurry up and come out. Don't let me find you, or I'll beat you to death with this stick."
"Cousin!" A pretty woman entered shyly. She smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes sparkling, her allure tinged with innocence. With a slender waist, she was like a lively little maid.
"Damn it, so annoying. Who dragged this mad dog out here? 'Cousin,' my foot! There's only my older cousin here. If you call me that again, I'll drag you to feed Xiaoqian." Qiao Yun disgustedly shook off Shi Yanyan's restraints. Her feet remained pressed against Shi Yanyan's chest.
"Cousin!" Shi Yanyan stomped her foot in dissatisfaction. She pouted and turned away reluctantly. Who was Xiaoqian? She was Qiao Yun's favorite ghost, though she was a bit gluttonous, only eating women's beauty. Of course, Shi Yanyan was terrified.
"Hey, you quack! Get out of the way. I also discovered he has severe tuberculosis, which he's had since childhood. Don't you think this might cause errors in his diagnoses?" Qiao Yun pulled back the curtain, looking at the sleeping Yu Zhou. The soundly sleeping Yu Zhou was like an elf, so beautiful it was untouchable. His pure breathing made Qiao Yun blush instantly.
"It's possible," the doctor replied cautiously.
"You little brat, you only say half a sentence at a time. Don't tell my dad, or I'll pluck out your mustache!" Qiao Yun said fiercely to the doctor.
The doctor stroked his beard, nodded, and quickly left the room.
"Haha, your skin is so smooth, what do you use? I'll try it sometime." Qiao Yun continued to take advantage of Yu Zhou's skin.
"Not bad, you're actually prettier than me. You idiot, it must be because your parents are good-looking. It's all my parents' fault for being ugly, otherwise I would definitely be prettier than you." Qiao Yun touched his cheek and started to boast. He, Qiao Yun, had never been better than anyone else since birth.
Qiao Yun is a key figure. Qiao Yun is quite cute, but her ending is rather tragic. Happy New Year, second update complete. I'm going to visit someone tomorrow... I'll update again if I can make it in time.