Published: March 8, 2025
CHAPTER 364: Imminent Threat [Second Update!]
Ling Fengyun silently looked at him.
Ling Hanwu did not back down and stared back defiantly.
The two remained still for a long time!
Ling Hanwu had always held great admiration for this ancestral patriarch; he had regarded him as his idol. In the past, whenever they met, he would prostrate himself on the ground, never daring to look up. Over the years, the endless legends about the ancestral patriarch had long become an immortal monument in the hearts of the Ling family disciples!
One could only look up to him! Never look him in the eye!
But this time, he resolutely and stubbornly raised his head; he made eye contact with the ancestral patriarch.
In that moment, he suddenly realized that actually... raising his head was just like this!
The ancestral patriarch was also a human. He had flesh and blood.
Looking at the pair of eyes flashing with defiance, pride, and an unwavering spirit, Ling Fengyun let out a deep sigh.
At this moment, he felt a bit stunned.
How many years ago had he been just like this...
Ling Fengyun admired Ling Hanwu not just because he was a descendant of the Ling family; the most important reason was that Ling Hanwu's path of love was strikingly similar to his own.
Astonishingly similar!
That was why Ling Fengyun looked at Ling Hanwu, a distant descendant, with new eyes. Now that he saw Ling Hanwu, it was as if he were looking at his younger self.
Both were enduring unrequited love, both were desperate; both were heartbroken over unfulfilled desires, and equally... the person loved by the woman was the enemy of the family. In the end, he was killed by his own family!
Gazing into Ling Hanwu's stubborn eyes, Ling Fengyun's thoughts became hazy.
It seemed he was transported back to that night.
That night, at the peak of the snowy mountain, snowflakes danced in the air.
The woman had stumbled to find him, pleading for him to save that man. He wanted to go; he was about to go, but was stopped by his father.
At that time, the woman was in tears, frantically bowing to him. Despair was all over her face.
"As long as you save him, I will do anything you want! Whatever you wish! As a slave, as a concubine… Fengyun, as long as you can let him live..."
That heart-wrenching cry seemed to still echo in his ears.
In the end, he did not go.
After the matter was over, he brought the woman there… the man was already lying dead in the snow.
He would never forget the woman's despair and madness at that moment… she stared deeply at him, her eyes filled with endless grievance and deep hatred!
She said nothing, only drew her sword, binding her hair together with his, and then, she committed suicide with the sword, collapsing into the embrace of that man’s corpse…
Binding their hair as a husband and wife!
Was that a vow for the next life?
But she wouldn’t even say a final word, she died so decisively.
For thousands of years, Ling Fengyun had never forgotten that scene.
Decades later, when he finally settled down and married, on his wedding night, he dreamt of that scene again...
For thousands of years, it had become his inner demon.
And at his cultivation level, he had reached the peak of the eighth grade supreme, yet he could never advance further! Everything was due to that incident! Inner demon binding the heart, relentless and unyielding!
…
Ling Fengyun was lost in thought and unexpectedly forgot that there was another person in front of him.
Ling Hanwu watched him for a while.
Then he resolutely walked out, his footsteps almost crossing the threshold!
"Stop!" Ling Fengyun called out indifferently.
Ling Hanwu halted at the doorway but did not turn back.
…
"We are currently dealing with Chu Yang!" Ling Fengyun said, "Chu Yang must die. However, using his master to strike against him and threaten him is not advisable."
"If you want to go, I won't stop you!"
"But you must think clearly! This time, it concerns the life and death of the nine great clans! If you go, there’s a high chance you may die!" Ling Fengyun warned.