Chapter 569 - 530: A Song for Weeping, a Tribute to the Moonlight
Chapter 569: Chapter 530: A Song for Weeping, a Tribute to the Moonlight
A torrent of starlight cascaded down from the sky.
At that moment, it was as if the entire world was caught in a shower of starlight.
It was a romance of mythical proportions, a wondrous sight that many in this world of fantastical abilities could only dream of.
No, it was a wondrous sight that many couldn’t even conjure in their wildest dreams.
But tonight, at this very moment, it became reality.
This was the Star Cross Skill!
The Star Cross Skill that Song Ciwan had never had the chance to use.
At this moment, within Demon Suppression Pass, all people could see was a giant dragon, writhing and wailing in agony under the magnificent rain of starlight as it plummeted to the ground.
BOOM!
Dragon Blood splattered as the great beast crashed to the earth.
Wei Chi was dumbfounded. He even wondered if the immense stress was making him hallucinate.
’Otherwise, how could Ao Feng... have been taken down so easily?’
’Where was the promised battle between Celestial Prides?’
Oh, right, there *were* two Celestial Prides fighting just now. But... was the victor decided so easily?
Was Ao Feng truly unable to withstand a single blow?
Wei Chi tilted his head back, his mind a complete blank.
Then, the ground near the South City Gate of Demon Suppression Pass suddenly trembled. It was... it was the vibration from the great dragon crashing to the ground outside the city walls!
Wei Chi saw the starlight in the sky recede, the wind and thunder fade away. The heavens cleared and the world brightened, leaving only a full moon that had, at some point, drifted out from behind the clouds, its serene, brilliant light scattering everywhere.
Bathed in the moonlight, the woman’s robes fluttered as she descended from the sky, as if taking a leisurely stroll.
Soon, her figure disappeared on the other side, blocked by the city wall.
Inside the walls, Wei Chi was still staring up at the sky. He stammered, finally finding his voice, "I... I... holy... mother of... heavens... and earth!"
His jaw trembled and his legs were weak; he only managed to stay upright by leaning on his brothers-in-arms beside him.
But who would have known that his brothers’ legs were just as weak? With Wei Chi pulling on them, the end result was that the whole lot of them, a true band of unfortunate brothers, collapsed together.
THUD THUD THUD!
"Oof!"
"Junior Brother Wei, you’re crushing me!"
"Alas, what I have seen tonight... is it real, or an illusion? Ow!"
This person was viciously stepped on by some unknown friend, and another voice, trembling with excitement, said, "Of course it’s real! We saw it with our own eyes! Xing Lan Fairy defeated Ao Feng with a single move!"
"Hahaha!" Wei Chi lay on the ground, cushioned by his senior brother underneath him and pinned by two junior brothers on top. The pile of them was an utter mess, yet in this state, Wei Chi suddenly burst into laughter.
He roared with laughter, then started to cry, a mix of both pouring out of him. "Hahaha! How satisfying! This is the most satisfying thing to happen in thirty years! This is a Celestial Pride of our Human Race! This is our Celestial Pride! To subdue a dragon single-handedly, to subdue a dragon single-handedly... sob, sob..."
Somehow, the sound of his laughing and crying spread, carrying a strange, magical quality. It caused many of the people in Demon Suppression Pass who had witnessed the battle to inexplicably raise their hands and wipe away tears.
Who says Cultivators do not cry?
Not everyone was Yun Liuguang, after all; no one else specialized in Cultivating the Emotionless Dao like him.
At this moment, with moonlight flooding the sky, it was a time for long songs in place of weeping, a tribute to the moon’s brilliant glow.
Up on the city wall, the valiant female general sitting on a battlement also raised a hand to gently wipe the corner of her eye. Of course, her other hand was still gripping the stone tightly, preventing herself from leaning too far and tumbling off.
Below the city wall, a few hundred yards away.
The great dragon lay on the ground, on the verge of death. Its body was covered in countless wounds, and the Golden Blood had stained its Dragon Body a mottled green-gold. It was so weak it had fallen into a near-death stupor, completely incapable of resistance.
And what was the girl in white who had descended from the sky doing at this moment?
She neither rushed to finish him off while he was down, nor did she display the typical bearing of a master by simply turning and leaving.
Instead, she tapped the air, materializing a Storage Gourd. She upended it, and with its mouth facing the Golden Blood on the dragon’s body, it began to suck furiously.
The Golden Blood flowed like a reverse waterfall, WHOOSHING into the gourd.
The gourd seemed to be bottomless. A three-hundred-zhang-long dragon possessed an incalculable amount of blood, yet the gourd drank it all like a whale swallowing the sea, sucking the blood-stained green body of the dragon clean until its original color was gradually restored.
Wen Tingyu: ...
Her mouth hung open for a long moment, but she truly had no idea what to say.
’All I can say is, thank goodness the city gate is closed. If that mob from the Wind Fury Camp, those Demon Hunters, were to rush out and see this, would Xing Lan Fairy’s image as a peerless Celestial Pride still be intact?’
But while the Demon Hunters might not have seen this scene, the soldiers of the West Wind Army on the ramparts witnessed it all.
The top of the wall was dead silent.
And yet, it felt as though the silence spoke volumes.
Wen Tingyu shifted uneasily again. She suppressed her soaring excitement and desperately wanted to call out for Xing Lan Fairy to come back.
But in the end, she didn’t make a sound.
Not until the Storage Gourd floating in the air below had sucked away every last drop of spilled Dragon Blood.
Wen Tingyu heard the goddess-like woman in white chuckle softly and say, "As payment for today’s challenge, I’ll be taking all this Dragon Blood as interest. Ao Feng, are you convinced of your defeat?"
Ao Feng lay on the ground, his heart dead with despair, pretending he couldn’t hear a thing.
’Do what you will. I, this Dragon Monarch, am going to die anyway.’
Indeed, Ao Feng had been in a daze, completely disoriented. It was so bad that even in the moment he was struck down, he hadn’t processed what was happening.
Naturally, at the time, the concept of his own defeat hadn’t even registered.
But later, as more and more of his blood drained away, Ao Feng’s mind, paradoxically, began to clear.
His mind may have cleared, but Ao Feng wished it hadn’t.
’Why didn’t I just die back then?’
’It would have been better than lying on the ground like a clown, utterly humiliated before all creation!’
Ao Feng wanted to cry, but with all his blood drained, his dragon eyes were dry. He couldn’t produce a single tear.
He was waiting for death, but soon, he realized something was wrong!
’The sky... is it raining?’
No, it wasn’t rain from the sky. It was... someone was casting Magic, a Primordial Qi Rain, to heal him!
This Primordial Qi Rain was nothing short of immense. The dragon’s body stretched for three hundred zhang, and even curled up slightly, it covered a vast area.
Yet the Primordial Qi Rain managed to completely envelop the entire three-hundred-zhang dragon. It was brimming with life, and the rich, vital energy nourished Ao Feng so thoroughly that he almost moaned in pleasure.
It felt too good. All he could do was clench his jaw and let his tears fall silently, mixing with the rain.
It seemed he wasn’t going to die, but why did that make him want to cry even more?
To die, or not to die? This had somehow become the most difficult question in Ao Feng’s short, eighty-year life as a dragon.
Beside the great dragon, the girl in white formed hand seals to summon the rain, using the Ganlin Healing Skill to treat the dragon’s injuries.
She occasionally took a light step, her expression leisurely. She was, in fact, feeling quite pleased with the bountiful harvest now filling her Heaven and Earth Scale.