[Transmigration] The War God's Consort

Chapter 62

The dungeon was filled with chaotic thuds. Feng Xinglie knew there was no time to hesitate, so he immediately picked up a small saw and began sawing away at the chains on Liu Wuge's ankles, inch by inch.

"Meiniang! You..." Liu Wuge seemed to be recovering from the near-death experience just now. The situation was actually extremely dangerous; the slightest mistake could have cost them both their lives! Although they were lucky to have survived, he still couldn't help but feel a surge of fear. He grabbed a piece of Feng Xinglie's clothing tightly, eager to warn him, but was interrupted by Feng Xinglie's next words.

"Don't ask me why, you idiot!" The dark cell couldn't block the radiant, sun-like glow emanating from Feng Xinglie. Liu Wuge was blind, but the sun wasn't just about shining. He felt an intense warmth in this place that should have been devoid of warmth, yet it was filled with a temperature that brought tears to his eyes.

Feng Xinglie said forcefully, "If I were to give up on your life so easily, why would I tell you I wanted to take you out?"

Without this awareness, even if she can take him out, how will she face everything that may come in the future?

"Meiniang..." His chest burned, and he couldn't help but call out her name again and again.

"Trust me!" Feng Xinglie smiled confidently and repeated, "I said I could take you out, and I definitely can!"

How could Liu Wuge possibly utter a single word of dissent? At this moment, the cell was shaking violently, with rubble constantly falling from the ceiling. As if by divine intervention, not a single large stone fell while Feng Xinglie was sawing the steel chain.

There was no tension, no urging. One of them moved swiftly with his hands, the saw teeth constantly grinding against the chain, while the other sat quietly, waiting for her rescue.

He felt at ease! In this place that could collapse at any moment, in this time when he could face death at any moment, Liu Wuge actually felt incredibly at ease. As long as Feng Xinglie was there, it was his paradise! As long as she was by his side, never leaving him, what more could he ask for?

Xing Lie, Liu Wuge, what virtue or ability do you possess to deserve such treatment from me...?

He closed his eyes contentedly, not thinking about the future. As long as he had this rare moment of happiness, even if he had to face mountains of knives and seas of fire, he would accept it!

"Click!" Feng Xinglie unlocked the steel chain. Sweat beaded on her forehead. In truth, what she did was not as easy as it appeared. The previous exertion of her inner energy had greatly damaged her body, but her actions remained resolute. She was determined to get this man away from here no matter what!

If her similarity to Ling Yuxiang lay in their boldness and courage, then her similarity to Liu Wuge lay in their sorrow and the hope amidst their struggle. Feng Xinglie understood that hope better than anyone else—that extreme yearning that could only be suppressed in his heart, desperately wanting warmth, yet because of his stubbornness, he could only grit his teeth and survive in the cold. What kind of pain was that?

Ling Yuxiang had already soothed her pain little by little with his deep affection. As for Liu Wuge's pain, let her take care of it.

No matter what they face in the future, Feng Xinglie will never regret his decision to take him away!

"Let's go!" She steadied herself, forcibly suppressing the dizziness that was rising within her, her eyes blazing.

Liu Wuge no longer hesitated, knowing she couldn't hold Feng Xinglie back. She gritted her teeth and stood up strong, her stubbornness returning once more: "Meiniang, I'll follow you. We'll definitely get out of here."

He clutched a corner of her dress, the very part he had once tried to hold onto, now held in his hand, bringing him immense joy. Liu Wuge felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. Because he knew that Feng Xinglie would never abandon him, never!

Neither of them tacitly mentioned Ling Yuxiang. But as intelligent as they were, both understood what they needed to face. Feng Xinglie wouldn't run away, and Liu Wuge had no intention of running away either. She had said from the beginning that what she could give was limited, but so what? Even now, though he couldn't win her affections, simply being by her side was enough! Knowing she was happy, being able to draw even a little warmth from her, was a fortune he had never experienced before.

He was jealous of Ling Yuxiang, in every way. Ling Yuxiang was so lucky, and Liu Wuge always unconsciously compared himself to Ling Yuxiang. But he found that no matter how he compared, he could never surpass him. However, Feng Xinglie only said a few words, and it was enough to ease the hatred in his heart. Even he himself never thought that he would let go of his hatred so easily.

In fact, he was a very simple person. In Liu Wuge's heart, nothing was more important than Feng Xinglie. Her happiness and joy had unconsciously become her top priority, and all other things that conflicted with it were relegated to the back. This was precisely why Feng Xinglie thought he was foolish.

So what if he harmed countless people? He was nothing but a fool.

The dungeon was collapsing more and more violently, but Liu Wuge seemed oblivious, all his attention focused on his hand clutching Feng Xinglie's clothes. He felt a warmth and happiness in his heart. He knew that he might never forget this moment, the image of him holding onto a piece of her clothing and slowly following her out of the darkness, would be firmly imprinted in his mind, becoming his only beautiful memory.

The dungeon had become a dead city. Those who deserved to die had been sealed away by Feng Xingying, and those who didn't deserve to die had all gone to the surface. At this moment, the dungeon was empty, and not a sound could be heard. Liu Wuge felt as if they had walked for a very, very long time, as if it had been an eternity.

Feng Xingying and Youming had been waiting impatiently. When they saw Feng Xinglie leading Liu Wuge out, they both glanced at Feng Xinglie. Youming carefully took out a piece of clothing and tossed it to Liu Wuge. Then the four of them headed upwards and left the underground prison.

The bright light stung their eyes as the four crawled out of the dungeon. Their eyes were not yet adjusted to the intense light, but the figures surrounding Nan Zhou made Feng Xinglie's heart tighten. Seeing that they meant no harm, he frowned but made no move. However, they were all dressed in black, and after a moment's thought, he realized who they were.

As soon as Feng Xinglie landed, he sensed something was wrong. It should have been nighttime, but why was it as bright as day?

A burnt smell reached her nose—fire! It was fire! The four of them were clearly startled and looked toward the direction of the fire.

This was a small mound, but to Feng Xinglie's horror, as far as the eye could see was a continuous stretch of camps. This Qingcheng Death Prison was actually under the command of the Qing Kingdom's army. But that wasn't the most important thing; what shocked them was that this military camp was now a sea of fire! The sounds of fierce fighting echoed from afar.

How could this be? Feng Xinglie was shocked. Although they had been underground for several days, they found the Qing Army camp on fire the moment they came up. This gift was far too great! Her mind raced. As far as she knew, the Qing Army camp boasted a million soldiers! What had Qing Li gone mad with? Why was she fighting so recklessly?

"Shadow Master!" Upon seeing Feng Xingying, an old man stepped forward and greeted him respectfully.

Although Feng Xingying wasn't as adept at military considerations as Feng Xinglie, she was still as analytical as anyone else. She was also stunned, maintaining a cool expression, but her voice carried a hint of urgency: "What's going on?"

"Shadow Master, the world is changing! The Qing Kingdom is about to change!" the old man exclaimed urgently. "We just received the news. Qing Li and King Ling are leading a large army in a night raid on the Qing army camp. I'm afraid this entire camp will be wiped out overnight!"

"What did you say?" Feng Xinglie disregarded all etiquette and rushed to the old man. "You said Ling Yuxiang and Qing Li want to seize power by force?"

"Are they crazy? This is a million-strong army! Do they want to inflict heavy casualties on themselves?" Feng Xingying also widened her sharp eyes. The chilling aura emanating from the two sisters simultaneously caused the expressions of the people opposite them to change drastically.

The old man shuddered and said with considerable fear, "They've gone mad. I don't know what Prince Qingli and the others are so anxious about. After the tribute was hijacked, they killed the envoy on the spot and declared a rebellion, no longer tolerating it, and have been marching towards Qingcheng! King Qing thought he had a million-strong army and a good reason. He thought he could stop the army and wipe them out in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that the God of War, Prince Ling, would intervene in this matter. Ignoring all the outsiders, he led an army and General Qing to attack Qingcheng from different directions. He came up with one ingenious plan after another, and his advance was unstoppable. King Qing panicked and couldn't stop these two armies at all."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingying glared at Feng Xinglie with annoyance, as if to say, "Look what you've done!"

Feng Xinglie looked somewhat embarrassed. She knew, of course, who Ling Yuxiang's sudden outburst was for. She chuckled dryly and changed the subject: "And then what happened?"

"Later..." The author couldn't help but shudder again, as if he had seen something terrible: "Later, the King of Qing decided to defend Qingcheng to the death, and slowly wear down Ling Yuxiang and Qing Li's army with a million troops. As long as he held Qingcheng, even the King of Ling might not be able to do anything about it."

Feng Xinglie nodded; in terms of numbers, the Green King did indeed have the advantage. Even if his troops weren't elite, with the city's advantageous terrain, there shouldn't be any problems, right? She couldn't help but frown and ask, "Then what about the current situation..."

“Devil! It’s a devil!” The old man shook his head, his voice trembling even more violently, his eyes filled with fear: “Just three days! In just three days, the entire Qing army has fallen! Shadow Master, do you know? That military camp is now filled with deathly aura. Never go near there, it’s a devil’s den! Once you go in, you will never come out alive. The Qing King’s army, which was said to be a million strong, has already lost a third of its number, and the remaining two-thirds have become remnants. In a day or two at most, these million people will probably become history and disappear from this world forever.”

"What did you say?" Feng Xingying and Feng Xinglie looked at each other in shock, exchanging a glance. How could this be!

"Not only that, but countless people in Qingcheng have also lost their lives in this catastrophe. This... even someone like me finds it extremely cruel!" The old man sighed deeply. He had killed countless people in his life, but even that number was still within the five-figure range. Over a million people had vanished before his very eyes in just a few days—how terrifying was that?!

Feng Xinglie took a breath. Calming his thoughts, he looked at the towering flames with a grave expression: "Explain clearly, what methods did they use?"

Although she was not a kind person, she was not heartless either. Killing might be unavoidable in the pursuit of kingship, but such a change of world was still almost unbearable for her.

The army was one thing, but even the common people suffered? She couldn't believe that Ling Yuxiang had done such a thing.

No, this could never be Ling Yuxiang's doing. Her heart tightened, a familiar face flashed before her eyes, and she gasped. Could it be...?

Chapter 105 Mad for You

"It's a plague! It's a plague!" The old man's sighing voice struck Feng Xinglie's heart with each word. Her beautiful pupils widened suddenly, revealing her astonishment and heartache. Her fists clenched tightly, and her slender body exuded an aura completely out of character!

"Explain yourself clearly!" The restrained voice, though flat, was filled with danger. Everyone stared at Feng Xinglie in astonishment. The old man, who was closest to him, suddenly felt a chill.

Heavens! How could there be such a woman in the world? Before meeting Feng Xinglie, he would never have believed that there was anyone more arrogant than the Shadow Master. Her words were like commands, yet they were irresistible. Is this what is called the majesty of a king? Seeing that Feng Xinglie didn't mind at all, and even cast a somewhat appreciative glance at him, the old man knew his limits and hurriedly said.

"This information was obtained by our scouts. Three days ago, a soldier discovered a corpse during a patrol. The corpse belonged to a lieutenant general, and he died a gruesome death, with green worms crawling all over his body, a bloody mess. Because of these unusual sights, the soldiers took the body back to the camp. General Bai was furious and only intended to report it to the court the next day, so the body was left in the camp overnight..." The old man shuddered as he spoke, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, and continued tremblingly.

"Who knew that starting at dawn, those soldiers who were closest to the body and those who carried him back began..."

Initially, they experienced intense itching all over their bodies, developed red rashes, and then suffered from high fever, fainting, vomiting, and diarrhea. Within half a day, they all died!

Although the army was aware of the situation, they didn't pay much attention. However, by the next day, more than a third of the entire army had contracted the strange disease, and General Bai, having come into contact with the corpse, quickly collapsed. The imperial physicians sent not only failed to resolve the problem but also fell ill upon returning to the palace. The civilians who had come into contact with the corpse along the way also suddenly developed symptoms within the city.

The old man's face was filled with horror: "This plague is no ordinary incurable disease. Its onset and spread are far beyond what ordinary illnesses can achieve. It's more like a contagious poison than a plague. Just a little bit of it will cause you to contract the disease! The entire million-strong army of Qing Kingdom has probably been infected. Countless people in Qingcheng have died or been wounded as a result. Qingcheng is now practically a death trap. If General Ling and General Qing's army arrive now, those remaining defeated soldiers will be no match for them. This is simply... a disaster for Qing Kingdom!"

"The plague was brought into the military camp by that corpse. I can only think of it as a scheme by General Ling and General Qing, but this... this is just too cruel!"

Everyone gasped in shock, including Liu Wuge. Although he had taken countless lives, he had never witnessed such a devastating catastrophe. The entire city was wiped out in just a few days. According to this theory, if a cure could not be found, the disease would quickly spread throughout Qingcheng, killing all the soldiers and civilians. It might even spread to the entire country! How terrifying!

Feng Xinglie's eyes froze, showing no further surprise. She was the only one who didn't show much reaction at this moment.

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that her fists were clenched so tightly they were trembling, and streaks of bright red blood seeped from her clenched teeth; her dark pupils were filled with pain.

"No, it wasn't Yu Xiang! Their main force hadn't arrived here three days ago. Who but a master could have crossed mountains and taken back paths to get here? Yu Xiang and Qing Li are still leading troops. The Netherworld Guards won't act without my orders, and I've never taught them this method..."

"That's terrible!" Feng Xinglie was deeply moved upon hearing this and suddenly spoke up in a tense tone, "Xiao Lie, my brother-in-law's army is launching a night raid right now, and they might also contract this disease! This is practically like a bacteriological war on Earth. It might be a newly emerging bacterium that must be completely isolated to destroy it! My brother-in-law and his men are still setting fires. All bacteria are afraid of fire, so this is the best way. We must quickly inform them to burn all the corpses and not leave any prisoners behind!"

"They'll be fine," Feng Xinglie said calmly and confidently, his gaze drifting towards the night sky.

"Won't anything happen?" Feng Xinglie was incredibly clever. His clear black and white eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately understood something: "Could it be that the person who spread the plague knows my brother-in-law and the others? Is he helping them? But... how could Qingli let that person slaughter the people of Qing Kingdom like that? What's wrong with that person? Unless he has a deep hatred for Qing Kingdom, he would never do such a terrible thing."

She didn't know Feng Xinglie's inner circle very well, but seeing his increasingly serious expression, her bright eyes flashed, and she exclaimed as if she had remembered something: "Ah! I know, it's..."

"Xiaoying, go pick up Ling Yuxiang and the others, tell them how to isolate them, gather the infected Qing Kingdom soldiers together, and tell them not to act rashly. I will bring back the antidote!" Feng Xinglie suddenly interrupted Feng Xingying, and flew away like a breeze. When she finished speaking, she was already several feet away. She actually rushed into the fire!

"Meiniang!" Liu Wuge exclaimed in surprise. In her haste, she tried to follow, but Feng Xingying stopped her.

"She doesn't want you to take risks; this is her own business, she'll handle it."

"But……"

"Xiao Lie will be alright. That person won't hurt her. Even if you go with her now, it will only make her worry. If you want her to feel at ease, come with us," Feng Xingying said confidently, but inwardly she couldn't help but sigh. "Xiao Lie, oh Xiao Lie, all the men around you are truly insane. For you, they can let go of hatred, they can transform from devils into humans, and they can transform from humans into demons..."

Liu Wuge gritted his teeth, knowing that going there would be no use, so he stopped, his heart filled with worry.

Meiniang, who is it that you worry about so much? Do you know that I just felt a strong sorrow and heartache emanating from you, a sorrow you never even showed when you were with me? Who are you going to see? And what has he done for you?

Feng Xinglie forced herself to use her inner strength to walk on the wind, completely unwilling to let the cold sweat on her body soak every inch of her clothes. She was deeply poisoned in the dungeon, and using her inner strength at this moment was tantamount to going against the flow of true energy. The pain she was enduring was extraordinary. However, she was completely oblivious to whether she was in pain!

She suddenly rushed out for no other reason than because she had just heard a deeply sorrowful sentence.

"Xinglie, please... come with me..."

Without a second thought, she took off after hearing just one sentence, ignoring the potential harm to her body, and chased after the black figure that flashed by!

Feng Xinglie was in extreme pain, but she couldn't stop. She could only shout at the front, "Stop running! They won't follow. If you don't want me to die of exhaustion, stop!"

The dark figure in the distance suddenly trembled, as if it had discovered something. Then it rushed back even faster than it had gone, grabbed Feng Xinglie's swaying body, and urgently stuffed a pill with a strong medicinal fragrance into her mouth amidst the surrounding flames. Feng Xinglie swallowed it without thinking.

"Xinglie, I'm sorry, I didn't know about your body..." The fiery glow illuminated the man's handsome face. He was so nervous and worried. He hurriedly hugged her body and gently placed her on a large rock beside him. While she was catching her breath, he touched her wrist. His handsome brows were furrowed very deeply.

"Tianlin, it really is you." Feng Xinglie closed his eyes and let out an extremely soft sigh, which contained endless sorrow.

Amidst the crackling flames, Yao Tianlin paused, a gentle smile spreading across his handsome face. "Yes, it was me! It was indeed me! I was the one who took the lives of millions of people in Qing Kingdom. I was the one who, disregarding the suffering of the people, launched a mad revenge against Qing Kingdom. I knew you couldn't accept the suffering of the people, yet I still used such an extreme method, just to find you, without even heeding Brother Ling and Brother Qing's advice. I was cruel, wasn't I?"

He smiled faintly. "I couldn't control my heart. This time, you slipped away right under my nose, kidnapped by the wind. Do you know how anxious and frustrated Ling and I were? We returned to the camp, but you were gone. Ling was so angry that he beat those messengers one by one until all their teeth were knocked out, his face covered in blood. I never expected that the usually calm Ling could have such a violent side. Heh, but aren't we all like that?"

"Brother Ling at least retained some rationality and didn't kill those people, but Brother Qing followed closely behind and killed them all with sword after sword, directly disrupting the entire plan because of your disappearance. He rushed to Qingcheng in the fastest way possible, not even caring about the infamy he might leave behind! He said that for you, he would even be a tyrant! Xing Lie, do you think they're stupid?"

“Foolish, but aren’t you foolish too? Tianlin, you’re even more foolish than them!” Feng Xinglie laughed with a sorrowful yet mocking tone.

"Yes, I was even more foolish than them. For you, I actually poisoned the Zhen Gu Qing Plague of Medicine King Valley into the Qing Kingdom's military camp. This thing is both a plague and a poison. It was a strange poison that my master told me about before he died. He warned me not to use it lightly, otherwise it would cause great suffering... However, Xing Lie, for you, wasn't I also crazy enough to hate and take revenge without any regard for anything, throwing the entire Qing City into hell!"

Feng Xinglie didn't speak, but bit his lip tightly, his gaze fixed on him, his eyes always filled with solemnity and pain.

Feng Xinglie finally managed to sigh, his voice hoarse as he said, "Why blame me? Do you blame me for the impulsive things you did because of me? I'm sorry, I, Feng Xinglie, am not such an irresponsible person! It's my fault for not telling you my plan. Although my being kidnapped here was not part of the plan, if I had clearly told you, I believe you wouldn't all have gone mad. I don't blame you, Tianlin. You went crazy for me, and the pressure you were under was no less than mine. I only feel heartache and sorrow for you!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Tianlin surprisingly did not show any strong reaction; instead, the smile on his face became even more radiant with happiness.

The beautiful flames seemed capable of burning all living things to ashes. Under such radiance, Yao Tianlin, who was usually calm and aloof, was unusually gentle at this moment. Every movement was filled with deep affection. After gently taking her pulse, he placed his palm on her lower abdomen and raised his slender and handsome eyebrows.

"I've had some miscarriage, but it's alright, I'm here for you." He smiled confidently, sending a wisp of warm internal energy outward from his palm. The medicine that had just entered his stomach transformed into a stream of heat, spreading throughout his limbs and bones, bringing indescribable comfort to every inch.

As always, he would appear whenever she needed him and treat her without hesitation.

"The poison controlling your internal energy isn't very potent; it will dissipate quickly under the influence of the Snow Lotus Pill. For the next few days, you'll probably need to rest and recuperate, and avoid getting involved in these conflicts and disputes. Your body was originally in good condition, but you've repeatedly ruined it. You mustn't continue to harm yourself so recklessly! Don't forget, you're carrying a child; you can't be so willful anymore. Even if it's not for your own sake, you should think about Ling Yuxiang, right? He really cares about you; if something happens to you, he might unleash his fury and wipe out the world."

At this moment, there was such harmony between the two. Yao Tianlin, with a faint smile, closed his eyes and slowly, meticulously, began to ramble on, as if he wanted to explain everything. Every word was filled with deep concern, every sentence was carefully considered for her sake. There was no jealousy, no resentment, no anger; he didn't even utter a single word of blame!

Feng Xinglie, however, blinked his eyes, bit his lower lip slightly, and stared intently at him, unable to even appreciate the beneficial effects of the rare medicine. He only felt difficulty breathing and was almost suffocating.

After a long silence, she finally spoke with a soft laugh, but it sounded so sorrowful: "Every time I'm injured, you're by my side; every time I'm poisoned, you're the one who cures me; every time, I always mistake you for Yu Xiang, and you always fly into a rage. I know you're angry and helpless, but you've never been able to control your feelings for me. Tian Lin, you shouldn't have met me, Feng Xing Lie. If you hadn't met me, you would never have..."

"If I hadn't met you, I would have been nothing but a heartless monster! If I hadn't met you, I would have died a violent death in the battle of Cangshan! Xing Lie, you have been kind to me! These are all things that should be taken for granted! As for my feelings for you, it's not that I can't control them. I have tried to control my emotions with indifference. I have told myself that I can't get close to you anymore. In the Ling Kingdom's mansion, I tried very hard to control myself. When I learned about Ling Yuxiang's feelings for you, I wasn't too excited. I even thought that I really wouldn't go crazy for you anymore..." Yao Tianlin smiled faintly, so gently, so warmly, as if the sun was shining on the earth.

"But I was still wrong. I wasn't excited because I thought you wouldn't fall for him. When you disappeared at Baihui Pass, I went crazy for you again. When I found Xi Qin, the feeling of finding what I had lost made me completely lose control. I, who am usually cold and indifferent, couldn't take my eyes off you! But you were always thinking about Ling Yuxiang. For the first time, I tasted what jealousy was. My heart was burning. I kept asking myself what I was lacking compared to Ling Yuxiang, why the person you fell in love with wasn't me! That's when I was surprised to find that I had fallen, willingly! Xing Lie, you don't need to be sad for me at all. You saved my life. Even if I return it to you, it's nothing, really nothing..."

In the firelight, Feng Xinglie's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. He gripped Yao Tianlin's clothes so tightly that he asked in a sorrowful voice, each word tinged with anger, "Is today the last day?"

Yao Tianlin paused, his face suddenly stiffening, but he still smiled gently and calmly.