A Noble Family's Romantic Journey - Chapter 096

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The Golden Cicada Ancestor blinked his golden eyes, watching the Spirit Vulture King turn back, and nodded with a forced smile, saying, "Impressive skill. You can even cultivate wings. I suppose it won't be long before you undergo a complete transformation and become an immortal, hehe!"
King Lingjiu shook his black robe and retracted his wings, saying, "Enough nonsense. My move is called 'Stepping on the Sun and Plucking Stars.' Can you learn it?"
Seeing that the Golden Cicada Ancestor did not react, he sneered: "The Western Xia First-Class Hall is nothing more than this. They learned a few tricks and raised a few insects, and they thought they could steal spirit stones. Hmph, they are simply delusional."
The Golden Cicada Ancestor said, "That's right, I have raised some insects. With just these insects, I can dominate the martial world. Now let's call it a draw. You look down on my insects, so I'll use them to set up an array and see if Your Majesty can break it... the array!"
With a wave of his hand, the Golden Cicada Ancestor scattered the golden beetles he had brought, forming a "Nine Cauldrons Flying Insect Formation." The golden beetles flew around the Golden Cicada Ancestor as the axis, spreading outwards. The insects' flight speed increased, and their golden armor shone brightly, forming an impenetrable wall that surrounded the Spirit Vulture King and the Golden Cicada Ancestor.
King Lingjiu had always looked down on these insects, but now that he was trapped inside, he couldn't help but feel worried. He said coldly to the Golden Cicada Ancestor, "It seems you're willing to fight me to the death, old man. Is it worth it for a woman?"
The Golden Cicada Ancestor smiled faintly: "It's not just because of this woman. You know better than I what it's really about. Three years ago, you traveled thousands of miles from Wu and Yue to this desolate frontier, simply to take away the spirit stone from Zhaode Temple. But after you arrived, you realized you couldn't take it. Actually, my purpose in coming here is the same as yours, but I also can't take the spirit stone. So we settled down together, monitoring each other. Our only goal was to prevent others from doing what we couldn't. Over the years, we've been tacitly understanding each other, hoping the other would come up with a solution while also fearing it. At the same time, we also have to consider the pressure from the country. This pressure from the country, as time goes by, is almost crushing us, almost shattering us. No one can afford to wait any longer... Now, our Liao Dynasty's 600,000-strong army is already stationed at Zijing Pass, waiting only for my lord's order to march into the Central Plains."
King Lingjiu said coldly, "Although Wuyue is small, we possess thousands of the most outstanding Qimen elites in Fenghuahai Fortress. My master, Jade Dragon True Man, is renowned throughout the world, and my uncle, Situ Mingfeng, is the closest person to a god after the Bright God and the Star Fiend Demon Lord. Hmph! Sooner or later, Wuyue will dominate the world. Old ghost, everyone knows that this Xuanhua Platform is the treasure that the Bright God used for cultivation before his death. Have you thought of a way to take the spirit stones away?"
The Golden Cicada Ancestor laughed heartily: "Of course not, but I'm afraid you'll come up with a plan. I suspect your sudden desire to marry a new bride must have ulterior motives, so I'm going to sabotage your plans. Even without the 'Mysterious Flower Platform,' the Liao army can still conquer the world. I've already received the Liao Emperor's decree: if you can't obtain the spirit stones, destroy them. Ten days later, the Liao's 400,000 iron cavalry will declare war on the Song Dynasty, followed by the Southern Tang and Wuyue. It's a pity you won't be able to witness these wonderful things."
As he spoke, the Golden Cicada Ancestor pointed his curved blade at the Spirit Vulture King, and countless golden beetles swarmed over. The insects opened their mouths full of sharp teeth and bit at the Spirit Vulture King. Although the Spirit Vulture King had thick skin and flesh, he was not invulnerable to blades and spears. How could he withstand the simultaneous bites of thousands of insects? Instantly, blood flowed freely from his body, and his flesh was torn open.
King Vulture let out a strange cry and unleashed his skills, striking and kicking his way through the air, causing countless golden beetle corpses to fall from the sky. However, his situation became increasingly perilous. King Vulture whistled, commanding his large birds to rush to his rescue. The vultures, already on high alert, swooped down at their master's command, engaging the golden beetles in a fierce battle. The fighting was so intense that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light. The various tribes who had come to watch the spectacle had long since fled home in terror. Some who were slow to escape were either stung to death by the vultures or bitten to death by the golden beetles. The valley was littered with dead people, dead birds, dead insects, and a stench of blood.
Mu Guiying watched this crucial yet ultimately irrelevant decisive battle with a blank expression, hoping for a mutually destructive outcome. Inside Zhaode Temple, Zen Master Edu chanted sutras incessantly, anticipating that the long-simmering crisis was finally about to erupt.
The Golden Cicada Ancestor was indeed one step ahead, and the Spirit Vulture King was unable to break the incomparably domineering "Nine Cauldrons Flying Insect Formation." Suddenly, a pair of wings shot out from his back, attempting to escape. At that moment, the Golden Cicada Ancestor swung his blade, striking the Spirit Vulture King's wings. The Spirit Vulture King cried out in pain as his wings were cleanly severed. Only then did the Golden Cicada Ancestor realize that the Spirit Vulture King had an arm on his back—a short, thick, and powerful arm connected to a pair of exquisite wings. These wings possessed a special mechanism; as long as the arm could continuously and rapidly rotate the mechanism, the wings could lift a person into the air.
The Golden Cicada Ancestor couldn't help but let out a long laugh: "I thought he had some amazing ability, but it turns out he just has an extra arm compared to ordinary people."
His face darkened, and he pointed his curved blade at the chest of the Spirit Vulture King. The millions of golden beetles immediately swarmed over and, in the blink of an eye, reduced the Spirit Vulture King to a pool of filthy blood.
With the death of King Lingjiu, his birds and disciples were either killed or fled, and the battlefield, which had been filled with dark clouds and murderous intent, immediately returned to calm. The Golden Cicada Ancestor laughed triumphantly again and said to Mu Guiying, who stood blankly on the platform, "My little beauty, you must keep your promise, or don't blame me for unleashing a massacre."
Mu Guiying said sadly, "I accept my fate. From now on, I am your bride, the Golden Cicada Ancestor!"
She glanced at King Slo with a desolate look in her eyes, silently murmuring in her heart, "Father, I really don't want to be a victim of war."
When the Golden Cicada Ancestor saw that Aya had submitted to him, he was overjoyed and shouted loudly at Zhaode Temple: "Edu, listen up, tonight is my wedding night, so I won't hold it against you for today. But if you still can't tell me the secret of the 'Mysterious Flower Platform' tomorrow, I will order your temple to be demolished."
After giving his orders, he commanded his men to rearrange the golden beetles into the Flying Dragon Formation, and then prepared to take Mu Guiying away on a cloud.
King Slo's guards rushed forward, but these warriors were no match for the Golden Cicada Ancestor. The Golden Cicada Ancestor fiercely said to Slo, "Does Your Majesty intend to go back on your word?"
King Siluo was too far away to hear the conversation between the Golden Cicada Ancestor and King Lingjiu. He was still focused on subduing this master and using his magic to fight against the Uyghurs, so he tacitly allowed the Golden Cicada Ancestor to leave.
After winning the battle and capturing a beautiful bride, the Golden Cicada Ancestor was overjoyed and ordered a reward for his army. He slaughtered one hundred cattle and one hundred sheep and distributed them to his disciples and insects. Then he held a grand wedding, mainly focusing on eating and drinking, while keeping everything else simple. After the wedding banquet, they went directly to the bridal chamber.
The Golden Cicada Ancestor, though short in stature, was covered in solid, fleshy lumps due to years of cultivating protective divine arts. He stripped off his clothes, his eyes gleaming as he stared intently at the elegant and beautiful Mu Guiying. He impatiently began to undress her. Mu Guiying, knowing the Golden Cicada Ancestor's immense power—his severed head could regenerate—realized that resistance would be futile and might even provoke him to harm her people. She resigned herself to her fate, intending to find a secluded place later to end her life, tainted by defilement, thus fulfilling her duty to her father, mother, and all her people.
However, Mu Guiying was somewhat unwilling to be possessed by this old and ugly man. She frowned and came up with a plan.
Although Mu Guiying knew that resistance was futile, she still tried her best to protect her chastity.
"Your Majesty, we mortals are truly impressed by your amazing performance during the day. Now that I am yours, could you please perform for me again? I'd like to broaden my horizons."
Mu Guiying thought that if the Golden Cicada Ancestor really cut off her head in front of her again, she would grab his head and throw it into the mountain stream to see if he could live again. Even if he could live, the Ancestor would be furious and might kill her in a fit of rage, so that she wouldn't be raped by him.
The Golden Cicada Ancestor smiled smugly and said, "My beauty, why talk about such bloody topics on such a fine day? Wouldn't that spoil our joyous occasion? I'll perform for you another time."
Mu Guiying persisted, saying, "No, I feel uneasy if I can't see those kinds of skills that only immortals possess. I won't be interested in doing anything else."
As he spoke, he forcefully pushed the Golden Cicada Ancestor's body away.
The Golden Cicada Ancestor hurriedly said, "Alright, my little beauty, I agree! Hehe! Actually, I haven't mastered the immortal technique of regenerating severed heads yet. There are other mysteries involved."
He then spun his head three times on top of his head before gently removing it. Only then did Mu Guiying see that the Golden Cicada Ancestor's skull still contained a human head, but it was unusually small, only the size of an adult's fist. It was bald, revealing bare red flesh, and its facial features were extremely distorted, tightly packed together. A mouthful of tiny, sesame-seed-like teeth made it increasingly disgusting to look at. What kind of head regeneration technique was this? It was clearly a case of false advertising. Mu Guiying felt a wave of nausea and almost vomited.
The Golden Cicada Ancestor said, "My head is actually only this big. Even if it is severed and reattached, it will only be a matter of people's eyes and ears."
As it spoke, the tiny head retracted into the cavity, leaving behind a headless, desiccated corpse. Mu Guiying dared not look any longer. The thought of her body being possessed by such a monster sent a chill down her spine, leaving her mind blank and painful. Tears of helplessness streamed down Mu Guiying's face, the bitter tears stinging her cold skin. She clenched her teeth, preparing for a final act of resistance…
A low, high-pitched wolf howl rang in his ears. This sudden beastly roar made the Golden Cicada Ancestor shudder. When he turned around, a tall, mighty white wolf bared its fangs and glared at him. Seeing that it was a beast that had interrupted his good time, the Golden Cicada Ancestor cursed, "Damn it, you dare to interrupt my good time!"
He stretched out his hand and swung it at the white wolf. As the white wolf nimbly dodged, a powerful shockwave silently swept over him, knocking the Golden Cicada Ancestor to the ground. The Golden Cicada Ancestor was shocked. His sixty years of cultivation were no match for this beast? Could this white wolf be the legendary thousand-year-old wolf demon? The Golden Cicada Ancestor clutched his bleeding shoulder, stunned. In that moment, the wolf demon had already carried Mu Guiying out of the window. The Golden Cicada Ancestor hurriedly chased after it outside, but the wolf demon had already leaped onto the high wall and disappeared into the southern night sky like a bolt of lightning.
The Golden Cicada Ancestor, unwilling to give up, whistled and summoned golden beetles, transforming them into a flying dragon formation. The Golden Cicada Ancestor leaped onto one of these dragons and sped south. Although the golden beetles had wings and could fly, they were no match for the wolf demon's speed, and soon the demon had left them and the Golden Cicada Ancestor far behind. Aya, clinging to the wolf demon's back, felt the wind rushing past her ears, as if she were riding on clouds. Though her clothes were thin, she completely forgot the cold; escaping the Golden Cicada Ancestor's clutches was already a stroke of luck. Ahead lay a gleaming white iceberg, a silvery moon hanging at one corner. The wolf demon ran towards the moon. Suddenly, Mu Guiying felt a sense of déjà vu. She finally remembered the nightmare from three days ago; the current scene was almost identical to that dream.
The wolf demon carried Mu Guiying into an icy cave. The cave was clean and spacious, bathed in silvery moonlight. Countless white wolves stood in orderly ranks like soldiers, their tails raised, seemingly waiting for her. Mu Guiying was filled with curiosity and confusion. Could that dream be a premonition of today? As for Fia, she curiously searched the cave for the black flower crowns. Finally, after turning a corner, the black datura flowers appeared before her eyes. The black spirits surrounded a delicate young girl—it really was Fia! Mu Guiying felt a mix of emotions, unsure whether to be happy or heartbroken. "Fia!"
She called out softly.

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