in2ebook Chapter 65 Acceptance
Chapter 65 Acceptance
Inside the serene and elegant room.
The Immortal Venerable Jiqing sat on the edge of the bed, wearing no outer garment, only a white inner robe.
Her long hair wasn't tied up; a strand slipped down to her shoulder.
A pair of slender, fair hands held a jade bowl containing medicine that was steaming slightly.
Immortal Master Jiqing scooped up a spoonful of the medicinal soup and gently blew on it.
Feed it to the little boy lying in bed.
The brown medicine flowed into the boy's mouth.
The young boy lying there seemed to find it bitter, and he spat out every last drop of the brown medicine.
The medicine slid down her soft, white face.
Seeing this, Immortal Venerable Jiqing frowned slightly.
Another spoonful was fed to her, but Yun Ci spat it out again.
Twice in a row.
Immortal Venerable Jiqing paused slightly, looking at the young boy on the bed, seemingly lost in thought.
Yun Ci suddenly burst into tears, her eyes reddening.
It was as if I had fallen into a deep nightmare.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead again.
His thin, frail chest rose and fell slightly.
"pain......"
"pain......"
"..."
Immortal Jiqing respectfully poured a spoonful of medicinal juice and fed it to him.
He lowered his eyes, his voice low and slow.
"Drink this first, I'll make you something sweet next time."
......
Qingyun Peak, the boundary.
The boy, dressed in gold, knelt on the ground, motionless.
The clothes around the knees were gradually soaked with blood.
When the Immortal Venerable Jiqing came out, this was the scene he saw.
"What are you doing here?"
Immortal Venerable Jiqing looked at Long Li and spoke indifferently.
Long Li's face was deathly pale, and she looked even more haggard than when she was beaten in the courtyard that day.
Long Li lowered her proud head.
This was the first time the most esteemed prince of the dragon clan among the demon race had ever been so humble.
"Master, I've finished receiving my punishment, please let me see Yun Ci... is that alright...?"
*
After being nearly killed by Si Qingxuan that day, he grew weaker and weaker, and there was a special connection between the dragons.
Not long after the dragon horn broke off.
The Dragon King directly broke through the void and arrived at the Xuanyuan Sect.
Upon seeing his appearance, he was immediately enraged.
They immediately resolved to become irreconcilable enemies with the Xuanyuan Sect, thus forging a deep feud.
It was Long Li who managed to stop his father.
The Dragon King felt sorry for his second son and immediately fed Long Li all sorts of elixirs and medicines.
But Long Li made a mistake and must be punished.
Because Long Li is a disciple of Immortal Venerable Ji Qing, and there's also the matter between Long Li and Si Qingxuan.
After discussion, Sect Leader Cangxuan still allowed Immortal Venerable Jiqing to decide on Long Li's punishment.
Seeing that Xuanyuan Zong still intended to punish his son, the Dragon King then prepared to take Long Li back to the Dragon Clan.
Long Li refused her father's offer to return to the Dragon Clan, saying she was willing to accept any punishment.
Long Li, who used to not care where she was, now only wants to stay in the sect.
The Dragon King was furious when he saw Long Li like this.
Seeing his second son begging Immortal Venerable Jiqing to let him stay, the Dragon King, disappointed in his son, left behind a pile of elixirs and returned to the Dragon Clan.
Finally, Long Li was whipped 100 times.
He was beaten until he was covered in blood and gore.
The Xing Sitang disciple holding the whip raised it, looking at the back that was bleeding profusely, with not a single unscathed spot.
I had no idea where to begin.
With a pull, blood mixed with bits of flesh splattered out from his back.
Even the usually cold and ruthless disciples of Xing Sitang felt a pang of pity.
Long Li's face was pale. "Continue."
The junior brother must be in even more pain than him.
......
now.
Long Li looked at Immortal Venerable Ji Qing with a stubborn expression in her eyes.
Immortal Venerable Jiqing looked at Long Li indifferently without saying a word.
Long Li looked pained. "Master, please let me see Yun Ci. I know I was wrong... just one look... just one look..."
He wanted to see how his junior brother was doing.
Long Li knelt on the ground, silently shedding tears of regret.
In the end, Immortal Venerable Jiqing did not agree.
"Master, if I cannot see Yun Ci, I will keep kneeling."
The Immortal Venerable Jiqing uttered two words calmly.
"casual."
......
night.
After finishing his work, Hei Zi was walking back to his residence.
The surrounding area was filled with servants and disciples who had finished a day's work and were heading towards their lodgings.
Unlike those who chatted and laughed in groups of two or three, Hei Zi was all alone.
His somber and gloomy demeanor made those around him keep their distance.
One person looked at Kuroko, whose head was bowed and whose face was completely dark, and whispered to the person next to him, "Hey, isn't that 'that guy'?"
The person next to them saw Hei Zi and scoffed, "Yeah, ignore him, he's bad luck, let's go."
"Uh-huh."
The people around were chattering.
He heard some of what the haters said, but he didn't hear others.
But he didn't care.
You could say you've long been used to it.
Yun Ci is not here.
His heart became numb again, and his eyes became numb.
Even his expression reverted to its previous stiff and empty look.
Everything seems to have returned to the way it used to be.
Those days that are monotonous and predictable.
But some things are different now.
*
As soon as Kuroko arrived at his residence, he heard loud, unrestrained laughter coming from inside the room.
"Hahahaha, we won! Give us the money!"
"Damn it, what a bunch of lousy cards! They keep making me lose."
Clang.
The heavy, old wooden door was pushed open with a jarring sound.
Hei Zi looked up slightly and glanced around, finding that the three of them were sitting on Yang Wu's bed.
They sat in a circle, with cards used for gambling in the mortal world placed in the center.
When they saw Hei Zi come in, they exchanged glances, pursed their lips, and then revealed amused smiles.
After making faces.
They turned around and continued playing cards, laughing loudly.
The room was filled with a cacophony of smells: sweat, feet, the musty odor of the blankets, and the unwashed smell of clothes...
There was yellow saliva on the ground.
Kuroko walked to the window and opened it.
She then lay down on the bed and hugged the blanket tightly.
The third brother, who was picking his toes while playing cards, saw Hei Zi picking his nose again and couldn't help but curse, "You unlucky thing."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wu glanced at Hei Zi and burst into laughter.
Yang Er smiled knowingly.
"Keep going! Damn it, I'm going to win this today!"
Laughter erupted again from inside the room, interspersed with occasional vulgarities.
I do not know how long it has been.
The commotion inside the house continued unabated and grew increasingly outrageous, with people speaking loudly as if no one else was around.
There are many small houses like this on Zayi Peak for the disciples who are doing odd jobs.
Because there were many servants, and because each room was very close to the others.
Therefore, any noise from other rooms can be heard in the surrounding area.
It was already midnight, and Yang Wu and the others were still playing cards.
The other houses were already pitch black, but that one house had a faint light from a kerosene lamp.
Several complaints came from nearby houses along the way.
No one wanted to cause trouble, and after that, no one said anything; everyone just silently endured it.
Yang Wu raised his voice from inside the room and cursed, "Damn it! Again!"
Yang Er and Lao San nodded.
"Haha, come on, come on."
Kuroko didn't sleep at all.
He stared at the wall in front of him with his dark eyes wide open...
Isn't it noisy?
Then kill them.
Kill them, and their mouths will be shut forever.
Everyone who makes you unhappy deserves to die.
Kill them all!
People who make you unhappy deserve to die...
Kuroko was startled by the voice in his mind.
The person who displeased him...
For some reason, images of Chu Ziming, Xiaobai, Long Li, Gu Yan, and Wen Miao flashed through his mind...
Countless, too many faces to count.
The person he wanted to kill...
There are so many that they're impossible to count...
The voice continued to persuade them.
You will become stronger if you accept me.
By then, no one will dare to treat you like that.
As if understanding Kuroko, the voice continued,
Didn't you want to protect him?
Don't you want to avenge him?
How can you protect him if you're so weak?
I have a way to keep you in the sect. Once you're strong enough, protecting him won't be a piece of cake.
This time, Kuroko's dark eyes flickered.
Who are you.
Me? I am you.
This is the real you.
Accept me.
After a long time, a faint sound came.
"Ah."