A girl’s life is ever-changing.
She was once a princess of the Great Qian Dynasty, enjoying wealth and luxury.
Yet, at the age of sixteen, she abruptly became a wanted fugitive, losing both her parents.
The root of it all.
The beginning and the end.
All are closely tied to the Emperor of Great Qian.
A demon in human skin, watching indifferently as the people suffer, the mastermind behind all tragedies.
Wu Yingxue gritted her teeth, glaring furiously at the demon in the dragon robe.
“Dog! Emperor!”
In this pitch-black night, the Ten Thousand Mountains resemble a giant mouth with bared fangs, swallowing all sound and color, but the girl’s hoarse, angry cry shattered the silence.
The demon remained unmoved.
Still maintaining its lofty, majestic demeanor.
Every movement exuded a dangerous aura, causing the girl’s body to tremble in warning.
“Interesting…”
“A fish that slipped through the net from Dingyuan.”
After a moment.
The demon clapped in delight, a joy born from seeing the game change.
“The last one who stood before me was because he ate his meal, so why are you here?”
The demon lightly clenched its hand, and in a careless motion, a terrifying aura sealed the heavens and locked the earth, cutting off all possible escape routes.
But the girl had no intention of running.
She held a long spear, its tip sharp, and answered thus: “A dream.”
“A dream?”
“He gave me a dream where everyone could eat their fill, where everyone could survive.”
Wu Yingxue’s answer was so beyond reason.
That the demon was stunned.
Gradually, a sneer appeared on its face.
“I thought it was something significant, but it turns out to be such impractical words. Do you know that demons and monsters in this world are endless?”
“Once upon a time, I too thought of resisting.”
“But human strength is weak, and demons are endless. The demon gods and demon saints above are countless.”
“Thus, I realized one thing: human strength has its limits. Rather than hoping for humans to overcome heaven, it’s better to become one of the demons.”
As if it had been too long since it last spoke to a human.
The Great Qian Emperor was in no hurry to attack, instead recounting some past events.
A story from a thousand years ago.
Demons led by the Azure Dragon abducted the Great Qian Emperor and many other humans, keeping them in the Ten Thousand Mountains as livestock.
During this time, some resisted, some struggled.
But all met with failure.
Thus, the then Great Qian Emperor broke down, believing Qi and Blood Martial Arts to be useless, and willingly joined the Azure Dragon, drinking dragon blood to become a half-dragon.
By establishing the Great Qian Dynasty, he raised more delicious food for the demons.
Namely, human martial artists.
“How about it, will you join me? I can spare your life.”
“Scram, you swine!”
Wu Yingxue’s face twisted in disgust, and without hesitation, she swung her spear like a storm, like a relentless rain, forming an impenetrable barrage of fiery strikes.
Crack! Crack!
Crack! Crack!
The spear struck the demon’s body with a series of cracks.
But it did not tear any wounds.
Instead, the girl’s hands were shaken badly, almost losing her grip on the weapon.
“Is that so…”
“Truly the same foolishness, you and your father are both so utterly stupid.”
The demon snorted.
Its human hand transformed into a dragon’s claw.
Covered in azure scales, it casually swept, and the immense force sent the girl flying.
That was strength beyond the Innate realm, a demon king’s power comparable to a Martial Dao Immortal.
A terrifying body, pure strength, capable of crushing everything with ease.
An Innate Martial Artist could never win.
Even the prodigies from the outside world could not overcome this nightmare battle.
After one strike, Wu Yingxue was sent flying far, tumbling on the ground, knocking down many trees.
By the time she stood up again.
She was already bleeding profusely, blood streaming from her forehead, staining her eyes red, dripping down her cheeks.
“I can’t fall, not yet.”
“I must win, I must win, I must win…”
Wu Yingxue leaned on her spear, gritting her teeth as she barely stood.
Though swaying unsteadily.
Though her clothes were tattered.
She still stood.
Not much time had passed, and even if the Army of Survival and Xu Xi had left, they couldn’t have gone far.
Wu Yingxue wanted to hold on, to buy more time for everyone.
At the same time.
In the girl’s heart, there was a very bold, almost daydream-like thought.
She wanted to defeat the Great Qian Emperor, to slay a demon king as an Innate Martial Artist, to leave alive, and to reunite with Great Master Xu.
She wanted, oh how she wanted.
To see Xu Xi’s face again.
To tell him in person: “Sir, I’m back.”
But this dream seemed too distant, so far that it seemed impossible to realize.
“Sir…”
“I, I…”
“May never see… you again…”
The girl’s voice was intermittent, blood gushing from her throat, constantly disrupting her movements and thoughts.
Every step taken, every attack made.
Brought her closer to death.
Yet every time she neared her limit, that surging fighting spirit would transform into strength, continuously nourishing Wu Yingxue’s body, bringing her some healing.
Like an unquenchable flame.
“Annoying,” the demon frowned.
It extended a single finger, lightly swiping, and the collapsing airwaves crisscrossed the world’s oppression, slashing towards Wu Yingxue with a destructive force.
The momentum was terrifying.
The night sky shattered.
The attack, condensed with dragon power, seemed to erase both sky and earth from existence.
There was no dodging, the girl couldn’t dodge.
Nor did she ever think of dodging.
“I must, must hold on, to let sir leave…”
Blood trickled from her lips.
Her body covered in wounds.
She wore a smile uglier than a cry.
Wu Yingxue gripped her spear with both hands, pouring all her Qi and Blood into it, swinging a dazzling flame in the dark night.
That flame was not as brilliant as the sun, nor as miraculous as the myths.
It was a moth flying into the flame.
A humble fire, knowing it would die, yet still rushing in.
“Rip—”
Like a breathtakingly torn painting.
That flicker of orange danced in the dark night, like a silent sunbeam tearing through the silence of the night, her determination, her love, all poured into this spear.
…
“Yingxue, is this all you’re bringing?”
“Yes, sir, aren’t we going to the Ten Thousand Mountains? Too much baggage would hinder our movement.”
“That’s true, with your personality, you indeed dislike too much fuss.”
…
The day before the official breakthrough into the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Xu Xi and Wu Yingxue had a brief conversation.
Xu Xi marveled at how little the girl packed, as if she were bringing nothing.
“Sir…”
“Never, never noticed…”
Her arm fell limp.
The moth that chased the flame had exhausted everything.
Wu Yingxue lost all strength, collapsing heavily to the ground, the carefully hidden paper flower thrown from her waist pouch, stained with blood into a vivid red, the girl reaching out to grab it, but unable to reach.
A new hand appeared.
Picking it up for Wu Yingxue.
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