The Inverted Dragon’s Scale Chapter 511-514

Chapter 511: Muyang wakes up!

Song Lang had died in battle and the whole Qilin army was wiped out.  

Such news, even for a top family like the Song family, was a huge earthquake.  

Song Gudu was silent for a long while, his expression mournful, before he muttered, "I caused his death. If I hadn't ordered him to go after the dragon, he wouldn't have——I caused Song Lang's death."

"Grandfather, don't blame yourself, this matter has nothing to do with you." Song Tao quickly comforted, "Song Lang is a general, a warrior of the Kingdom. Killing of the enemy is the duty of a warrior, there is always a chance of being killed by the enemy——" 

 "Even so, but——" Song Gudu let out a gentle sigh, withdrawing the little golden ball above his head, and then stood up in the spring water. "I still lost a good grandson."

 "Grandfather——"

 "If Li Muyang lives, then the Song family will die. If Li Muyang dies, then the Song family will live." Song Gudu gazed at the distant fluttering snowy, and added: "This is fate." 

 "Grandfather, Li Muyang, he——really is a dragon?" 

 Seeing that his Grandfather did not answer, and was just looking at him with a pensive gaze, Song Tao could feel cold sweat beading on his forehead, and hurriedly explained: "I'm not going to disobey grandfather, it's also not that I don't believe what Grandfather has said, but, Chenxi always says that there aren't any dragons in the world. Perhaps I am affected by her, so I asked that question——However, since Grandfather said there are dragons, there naturally must be dragons. I did not expect a dragon to appear in the world after being gone for tens of thousands of years. It really is hateful." 

 "How is Chenxi?" 

 "Chenxi is very good. She is resting at home she wanted to come together to visit Grandfather, but I refused." 

"It's freezing outside, she can't catch a cold." Song Gudu seriously instructed. 

 "Yes, Grandpa. That's what I told her. It's just that she's still a little angry." 

 "This child." Song Gudu shook his head gently.  

 "Grandpa, you just said that if Li Muyang lives, then the Song family will die. If Li Muyang dies, then the Song family will live——That Li Muyang, he really has so much influence? His survival can be related to the rise and fall of the Song family?" 

 "The things of this world are that mysterious." Song Gudu said with a solemn look. "There is a book in the family called the 'Back-Pus.h.i.+ng Sketch'. The name is unremarkable, but the content inside is unfathomable. Feel free to choose an important point in the long course of history, it can describe historical events of 5,000 years ago and predict the next 10,000 years. I chose a few events and found that the history process was exactly the same as in the book's description.  Later, I tried to calculate the rise and fall of my Song family, unfortunately——" 

"Unfortunately?" 

 "Although I only know a little superficial knowledge, but, I still calculated that, the Song family will encounter a great calamity. If you live in a fire, you die when you meet water." 

 "What does Grandfather mean?" 

 "The Princess of the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court led an army to trample on the land of my West Wind Kingdom, and slaughtered the pillars of my West Wind. They will have to give an explanation." Song Gudu had no intention of having a deep conversation with his grandson about the prediction of the future. He instead changed the topic to Song Lang's death. 

 "Prince Fu——the Emperor has sent a diplomatic note to the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court, and our envoys are on their way to the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court. If the Peac.o.c.k King sides with his daughter and not give us an explanation, then they can't blame our West Wind army for invading their territory." Song Tao spoke in a fierce tone. After all, an elite of his Song family had died. As a brother of the same clan, he was also very upset.

 "Princess Qiandu is a guest, and the West Wind should invite her to the capital." Song Gudu muttered. 

"Yes, Grandfather." Song Tao nodded. "Before Song Lang died he sent out a reinforcement ghost b.u.t.terfly, now there are eight nearby legions going to the rescue. Ying Qiandu, who led the Ghost Dancer Corps into my West Wind Kingdom, will certainly be surrounded by the elite troops and eventually be wrapped up like dumplings." 

 "Go." Song Gudu waved his hand, saying in an exhausted tone, "Take good care of Chenxi."

 "Yes." Song Tao looked at his Grandfather, thinking to himself that even at this time, his Grandfather was still thinking about the physical condition of Little sister Chenxi. It seems that his favourite was indeed granddaughter Song Chenxi.

 Song Tao bowed respectfully, and then left in a hurry.  

"Bodhisattva shed blood, the county lost its pillar——" Song Gudu gazed at a blossoming pink plum flower not far away, and muttered, "Just which pillar is lost?" 

"Chenxi, Chenxi——the life and death of the Song family, is it really linked to you, a weak girl? That 'Back-Pus.h.i.+ng Sketch' really calculated the fate of my Song family? A calamity of 3,100 years——this great calamity——can it really end the Song family's glorious era?"

 "You and I have a deep friends.h.i.+p and are as close as brothers——I am willing to swear on the glory of my family——"

 "The demons of the abyss have broken the wall, people are in a terrible situation, the devastation of the divine continent is about to arrive——The human race and the Dragon clan should join forces, in order to save the Divine continent from this calamity——"

 "You stupid b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, you possess natural supreme abilities but are as stupid as pigs. Kill them——kill the evil black dragon——" 

 "Kill it——" 

 "Kill it——" 

 "Kill it——" 

 Boom—— 

 Li Muyang jerked awake from one nightmare after another. 

 His face was deathly pale, drenched in sweat, breathing rapidly, and chest heaving up and down. 

 It was a long and dark life, a bitter memory of grief and despair. 

 The endless killing, the war and the sea of blood that saw no end——

 The vows that were made with honor, the most cruel betrayal—— 

 The bodies that had been slashed by tens of thousand of swords, the huge heads that were cut off, and the blood-stained river——

 All were deeply engraved in the mind of Li Muyang, engraved in the heart of Li Muyang. 

 He was in pain! 

 Pain in the heart! 

 It pained him to the bone! 

 He remembered it. 

 He remembered it all. 

 Every single thing. 

 Clearly and vividly. 

 Tens of thousands of years ago, they had killed him once. 

 Now, they were going to kill him again.  

 "I won't give in." Li Muyang clearly heard that, deep down in his heart, there was a dark monster roaring.

 “I want revenge!" 

 "Blood for blood!" 

 Li Muyang snapped open his eyes, blood mist shrouded his pupils. No black pupils were seen and his pupils were completely covered by blood water.

"Li Muyang you're awake——" Qiandu lifted the curtains and came in. 

 "Aahh——" Qiandu screamed in shock from seeing Li Muyang's face. 

 Kacha——

 The porcelain bowl in her hand dropped to the ground, shattering to pieces. 

Chapter 512: Gentle treatment!

Qiandu was in a hurry to rescue Li Muyang, so had only brought with her the Ghost Dancer Corps, and had forgotten about army provisions and reinforcements. 

 Besides, the Ghost Dancer Corps was an army skilled in battle. As long as they were alive, whether it was the deep mountains, fire valley or glaciers, it was hard to trap them.  

 The White Horse Plains was abundant in White horses, and on the plains there were shepherds hunting horses for a living. There was only a very small number of indigenous people on the White Horse Plain.

 Although Song Lang had died, the ghost b.u.t.terfly released before the battle had still called over reinforcements.

 The borders of the West Wind had been blocked, and with the unconscious Li Muyang, Lu Qiji and Lu Qingming, Qiandu dared not to hastily rush through the barrier in order to avoid Li Muyang and the others, who lacked the ability to protect themselves, from getting wounded again. 

 Fortunately, the White Horse Plain was vast enough for them to temporarily hide from being found by the West Wind army. 

Qiandu needed a tent, and immediately someone bought her a tent from a shepherd as a temporary resting place for the Princess. 

 Hearing the girl's scream, Li Muyang turned around. 

 Because the curtain that was made of thick animal fur naturally hung down, the entrance appeared somewhat dark. 

So, at a glance, he only saw the colourful clothes and white feather on a girl's head. 

 Because it was just too dazzling. 

 Soon, Li Muyang was attracted by the girl's appearance. 

 Face as bright as the moon, eyes like the autumn water. 

 Lips like a flower, and the mouth small like a cherry. 

 Because of her special ident.i.ty, she radiated a dignified and graceful demeanour, but did not make people steer clear of her and instead gave off a sense of trust. 

 "One point more is too much, and one point less is too little." 

 It could not have been more apt to use these words to describe her. 

 It was just that the girl was staring at him in horror, like looking at a fierce beast. 

 Are you a monster? 

Li Muyang seriously thought about it, and he really—— 

The blood mist in his eyes bubbled and did not disperse.  

"Is there something?" Li Muyang asked in a loud voice.  

 It was still the voice of Li Muyang, but it was too icy cold, similar to the blood mist in his eyes, gave a strange and cold feeling. 

 "Your eyes——" Qiandu uttered looking at Li Muyang's eyes. 

 "What's the matter?" 

 "Your eyes——you have three eyes——" Qiandu swallowed a gulp of saliva, and stuttered with a frightened face.

"Three eyes——" Li Muyang looked up. 

In the middle of his brows, above his eyes, there was an extra eye.

 A dark, ink-like eye. 

 The eye grew upright, like a black hole. 

 There was no pupil in it, or any whiteness 

 There was only one black droplet. 

 Li Muyang couldn't see, and reached his up hand to touch. 

 Gently stroking the third eye, he did not feel afraid, instead there was a very familiar feeling of closeness. 

 This was the tear, the tear that was sealed before the black dragon collapsed. 

 The Tear of the Dragon King! 

 It had s.h.i.+fted from the back of Li Muyang's hand to his heart, and then from his heart to his forehead, and now to between his brows. 

 It was also known as the 'sky pivot'. 

 The tear was embedded in the sky pivot, and had truly and completely fused with Li Muyang.

 Li Muyang looked at Qiandu and asked, "You know everything?"

"Yes." After the initial shock, Qiandu quickly recovered. For someone in her position, what strange things had she not heard about? What strange people had she not seen?"

"Aren't you afraid?" 

 "Afraid of what?" 

 Li Muyang drew back the corners of his mouth in a smile, sinister and cold. 

 "I am a dragon." Li Muyang stated. "The dragon who you all——see as an evil beast." 

 "Li Muyang——" Qiandu snapped, "Please pay attention to your wording." 

"What? Am I not right?" 

 "No. You're not right at all, you're very wrong." Qiandu sounded somewhat hysterical. "First, you're not a dragon. You are Li Muyang, my cla.s.smate in Starry Sky Academy, the Li Muyang who I have been through life and death with in the Water illusion. You have parents of the human race, a sister of the human race, and have relatives and friends of the human race. You're not a dragon, you're part of the human race."

 "Also, it's not 'you all', it is them——I have never regarded the Dragons as evil beasts, let alone you as an evil beast. Whether it was before, or now, or in the future, you are my friend. I'll never be on the opposite side as you. Li Muyang, as long as you want, you can still be the same as before."

 "It's not the same." Li Muyang's voice was calm, but piercing cold and bone chilling. "It's not the same. This news most likely have spread across the Divine continent? Do you think there is a place for me to stand in the Divine continent after this?" 

 "You can come back to the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court with me, I can protect you. Whoever dares to hurt you, I will kill them——"  

 "If I go back to the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court with you, am I not a dragon? You will kill whoever that hurts me? What if all the people of the Peac.o.c.k imperial Court wants to hurt me? Can you kill them all? Are you going to slaughter all the people of your Kingdom?" 

 "No." Qiandu shook her head. "No, there must be a solution——" 

 "What solution?" The blood mist in Li Muyang's eyes grew thicker and stronger, and the vicious tendencies in his heart were uncontrollably moving toward the top of his head. "Tens of thousands of years ago, the dragon clan and the human race were close, they had again and again obstructed the invasion of the demon abyss, but still suffered the betrayal of the human race, and was mercilessly ma.s.sacred, and now——after more than tens of thousands of years of instruct and influence, the Dragon clan has become the embodiment of sin. In the divine continent, everyone wants to slay a dragon." 

 "How can such a big rift, such deep hatred, be fixed? Even if I say I won't kill humans, I won't hurt the human race——would the people believe it? Are they going to let me go?"

 "Li Muyang, don't get agitated, as long as we work hard, as long as we try——we can certainly resolve this conflict and misunderstanding."

"Qiandu, is it not clear to you that others have been blinded and deceived?" Li Muyang stared into Qiandu's eyes and said aloud: "The reason the Dragon clan was slaughtered, ma.s.sacred, is because they threatened the benefits of the supreme ruler of the human race. The human race feared that they will lose control of the Dragon clan, feared that the Dragon clan would compete for power with them, and feared that the Dragon clan would threaten their lives——They extremely hate the dragon clan. It is only by slaughtering all the Dragons will they be able to continue their hegemonic path with a peace of mind and be able to sleep peacefully."

 "You say you want to resolve the conflict and misunderstandings between the human race and the dragon clan, but your parents will most likely oppose it? What about the imperial family of the nine countries and the cultivators of the divine continent——how will they allow a foreign race, a dragon who is likely to threaten their rule, to live in this world?"

 "But you're not a dragon, you're a human——"  

 "They won't believe it." 

 "I believe it." Qiandu's voice was incredibly firm, "Even if the whole world does not believe it, I believe it."

 Li Muyang looked at the Qiandu's persistent eyes, and was silent for a long while. The hostility in his heart began to dissipate, his voice also become a lot softer.

 "Thank you."

 Without personal experience, it is difficult to understand how important it is for a person to say yes to you when you are abandoned and hunted by everyone of the world. 

 Li Muyang has had a wonderful childhood, even if he was seriously ill and may die at any time. But, because of the love and care of his parents and sister, he felt that he was the happiest person in the world.  

 He, like many people, had always regarded himself as a human being. 

 Even when young, he also dreamt of slaying a dragon, like the protagonist of those widely circulated stories. He hoped to tread past the Starry sky, raised the blade to slaughter the dragons, and become a dragon slayer hero admired by all. 

But what he did not expect was that, not only did he not slay a dragon, he became a dragon—— 

 He had never hurt anyone, nor did he even think about it. 

He tried to restrain himself, used his kindness to digest the various negative emotions brought to him by the black dragon. 

 However, when he was hunted down by the countless experts of West Wind, when Song Gudu struck eight netherworld nails into his body, and when he was faced with even more pursuit, he had to reevaluate his ident.i.ty and position. 

 Li Muyang——are you really a human? 

 If so, why are all your fellow citizens trying to slaughter you? 

 He hated the human race. 

 He had never felt this way before, but after waking up from his long, painful nightmare, he began to hate the human race. 

 Since the world wants to destroy me, then I will destroy the world—— 

 That is what he was supposed to do.

 That would quell the hatred and anger in his heart. 

But, at a time when he had made up his mind to do so, Qiandu appeared beside him. 

 "Even if the whole world doesn't believe it, I believe it." 

 The girl said with such certainty and without the slightest of hesitation. 

 Maybe even Qiandu was not clear what kind of impact and changes will her remark bring to Li Muyang. 

That was exactly what he needed, that was exactly what he was hoping. 

 Like a girl, who is angry with her boyfriend after a quarrel, shouted 'I hate you, I hate you, I don't want to talk to you again, get lost, the further the better', but in fact wants to hear her boyfriend's sweet words and gentle treatment—— 

 She doesn't really want her boyfriend to leave. 

Li Muyang also had this mentality. 

 He hated the human race, wanted to destroy the human race, wanted to get rid of those who want to destroy him.

But that was not what he really thought.

 Or rather, he didn't want to have such real thoughts. 

He was a human, a living human——  

How could he betray his race? How could he abandon his parents, family, relatives and friends?  

 Qiandu reached out to hold Li Muyang's hand that was covered with dark scales, saying softly, "I will stand with you no matter what. If someone wants to kill you, I will protect you. If you're going to kill somebody, I will help you."

Li Muyang's emotions undulated like the tide. He felt as though a drop of honey had dripped into his mouth, then went down the throat with saliva, and instantly filled his whole body. 

 A mysterious thing then happened. 

Qiandu was stroking the back of his hand, when that area of scales instantly dissipated, disappearing without a trace.  

All children who have suffered hoped to be treated with such gentleness. 

Chapter 513: Where the lights are dim! 

Elk small Building.  

Inside a quaint and warm pavilion sat two young women. 

One was graceful and beautiful, and one was pretty and delicate. 

 The graceful girl was Cui Xiaoxin and the delicate girl was Song Chenxi. 

 The meet up between the two bright moons of Tiandu should have been a matter widely talked about by the whole capital city. Unfortunately, it was a critical period now. The late Emperor had pa.s.sed away, and the city was still in the state funeral period. The squares were shut, the wine shops were temporarily closed down, and even storytellers in teahouses were forbid to sing and tell stories during this period.  

"Little sister Chenxi, is your health a little better lately?" With her hands clasped around a cup of steaming tea, Cui Xiaoxin looked at Song Chenxi opposite her and asked in a concerned tone of voice. 

Cui Xiaoxin thought that amongst the three bright moons of Tiandu, Lu Qiji showed off her ability to the full extent and kept her distance from other people, while she was too cautious and careful and avoided arguments with others as much as possible. But this little Princess of the Song family was pure as ice, thoughtful and very likeable.   

"Thank you for your concern Sister Xiaoxin. This winter is a little colder than in the previous years, but my body is much better than it used to be. Maybe it's because I often go out for activities." Song Chenxi replied earnestly, holding a small golden heating furnace. 

 "Yes, you're right." Cui Xiaoxin said, nodding. "It's good for your health to go outside more. I had always wanted to be closer to little sister, but was afraid of disturbing your rest. Because of this hesitation, the visit was delayed till today." 

 A smile spread across Song Chenxi's face. "Okay, I'll listen to Sister Xiaoxin. When I have nothing to do I will go out to enjoy the beautiful scenery, which will help me to find source material for painting. When Li Muyang taught me the way of painting he had also once said that as long as there is a bamboo in one's mind, one can draw the bamboo. I am always in this small building and don't go out, what I see and hear are just things on this side of the world. How can I create a good prece of art?" 

"Li Muyang, he taught you the way of painting too?" Cui Xiaoxin asked, suppressing the strange undulation of emotions.

 Song Chenxi glanced at her and said, "wait a moment Sister Xiaoxin." 

 She then turned to the little servant girl beside her, "Little Star, bring the painting over."  

  "Yes, Miss." The little girl ran in at once, and soon came out carrying a painting scroll.

 Song Chenxi took the scroll and carefully spread it out on the table.

 Then, the extremely vivid and evocative 'Maiden pushes open the door' painting was displayed in front of Cui Xiaoxin. 

Cui Xiaoxin looked entranced by the painting, stretched out her hand to gently stroke the ink marks, muttering: "I have known him for so many years, but have not had the chance to ask him to draw a picture for me."  

 Song Chenxi noticed Cui Xiaoxin's distracted expression and said rea.s.suringly: "Sister Xiaoxin, there will be a chance in the future." 

 "In the future?" Cui Xiaoxin replied with a bleak smile. "How will there be a future?" 

 The Lu family had collapsed, and the news that Li Muyang had unexpectedly become an evil black dragon was now frantically spreading across the capital. Even the servants in the mansion were talking about it.

It was unknown whether Li Muyang was alive or dead, while her fate was most likely already decided? 

 The late Emperor had died, the Lu family was destroyed, and now the Song family can be said to have absolute control of the imperial court, even her Grandfather has to rely on them for the air he breathes. 

 Under this urgent situation, the Cui family was even less likely to change her marriage with the Song family that had been decided long ago. 

 Cui Xiaoxin was now in a semi-imprisoned state. It was only because she said she wants to visit this little Princess of the Song family that Mother Cui was willing to release her. Worried that Cui Xiaoxin would go to a place that she should not go, which would enrage the Song family, she deliberately arranged a few more servants to follow Cui Xiaoxin. If there were any strange movements, they were going to promptly report back to the Cui family. 

 Fortunately, Cui Xiaoxin did not have any other ideas, but really intended to visit the young lady of the Song family. 

 "Sister Xiaoxin, don't be too sad." Song Chenxi felt that Cui Xiaoxin was very pitiful. As pitiful as herself.

If she was a domestic canary, but then what is Sister Xiaoxin?

 She's a short-legged cat held in captivity.

She was allowed to go out and play once in a while and feel infinite freedom. But when the master shouts, she had to obediently come back and crouch in front of him and listen to his orders. 

"I'm fine." Cui Xiaoxin smiled. She was worried that Song Chenxi would sense her feelings and then mention it to her older brother, which could become troublesome. 

 "Sister Xiaoxin, don't you like older brother Tinyun?" Song Chenxi asked all of a sudden.  

 Cui Xiaoxin's eyes instantly grew sharp, a natural defense and guardedness produced by the body. 

 Then her face softened, as she thoughtfully gazed at Song Chenxi, not knowing what the real intention of her question was.

 The two rarely contacted each other, and were not even considered as close friends.  

What kind of reaction would she make if she knew of her answer?  

 "Sister Xiaoxin, don't misunderstand." Song Chenxi was exceptionally intelligent and instantly understood Cui Xiaoxin's concern. "You can tell me, our conversation today is just between older sister and I. Only you and I will know, I won't tell anyone else." 

 "Yes." Cui Xiaoxin nodded, as though she had made a certain decision.  

 When she uttered this word, the repressed gloom suddenly vanished, and her mood was a lot better at once. 

 She was finally able to say this, say out the sentence that had been suffocating her heart and cannot be known to outsiders.

"Then don't marry him." Song Chenxi's eyes crinkled in a smile.

 Cui Xiaoxin looked Song Chenxi with a pensive gaze, pondering how much sincerity was in that smile.

After a while, a smile also spread across her face. 

She felt her sincerity, and she indeed was standing on her side.

"All right." Cui Xiaoxin cheerfully responded. "Then I won't marry him." 

 "Yes. We'll look for a better one." Song Chenxi grinned. "Sister Xiaoxin should marry whoever she likes."

Cui Xiaoxin also smiled back, but the smile gradually grew bitter. 

 "Sister Xiaoxin, do you think Li Muyang really is a dragon?" 

 “That's what your grandpa said."  

 "I know. I was at the scene at the time, but I still can't believe it. The Li Muyang I know, how could he be a dragon?" 

 "In my heart, he is not." Cui Xiaoxin said firmly—————–  

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The scales on the back of his hand receded and then spread toward other parts of the body. All areas that were wrapped in scales had restored to his original skin.

 The blood mist in his eye had disappeared, and there was a reflection of Ying Qiandu in the dark pupils.  

Even the third eye on the forehead was magically gone without a trace, like it had never appeared before. 

It was the Tear of the Dragon King. When Li Muyang was no longer in the dragon transformation state, the eyes of the Dragon King will enter the body and remain hidden. 

 "Li Muyang—" A surprised expression lit up Qiandu's face.

 "I'm sorry." Li Muyang uttered with an ashamed expression across his face. 

 The people who wanted to hurt him, he was powerless against them. 

 But with the people who really cared about him, he lost his temper at them. 

 Just because you know that they will not leave you even if you have lost your temper and will still choose to stand beside you? 

 "It's okay." Qiandu shook her head. "Who wouldn't feel indignant if they were to encounter such a thing? You didn't do anything wrong, it's the world that owes you too much. I think that the human race will certainly repay this debt."

"But—"  

 "No, buts." Qiandu knew what Li Muyang wants to say, "it's okay. No matter what you go through, I will be there to accompany you."

 "Join me as a public enemy of the human race?"  

 "Yes." Qiandu answered rea.s.suringly. "Including becoming a public enemy of the human race." 

"Why?" 

 "Have you forgotten?" When Qiandu smiled, there was a moving gentleness. "We are friends." 

"Yes. We're friends." Li Muyang nodded. 

"What are you going to do next?" 

 "Go to Wind City." 

 "But right now—-" 

 "I'm fine." Li Muyang shook his head. No matter what, he had to get to Wind City, and arrive at Wind City as soon as possible.

His parents were there, and so was his sister. He was afraid that something would happen to them if he went any later. 

 Qiandu's face was clouded with worry. "I understand the emotions you're feeling right now, but I want to give you an a.n.a.lysis of the situation we are facing at this moment. This way you can make a judgment."  

 Seeing that Li Muyang did not answer, Qiandu said: "Wind city has been operated by the Lu family for many years, the fact that Lu Wuyoung can strike back in this critical situation and without leaking any information, suggest that he has a complete grasp of Wind City. Lu Wuyoung is a master of martial arts, and has fought many battles at the frontier. His strength is extremely frightening. He has been through years of training, and has many fierce generals and masters at his side. He also controls an army of 100,000. He can be said to be an overlord of a territory."

 "While you were unconscious, Song Lang led the Qilin army to intercept and was wiped out by my Ghost Dancer Corps. Song Lang died in battle, but sent out a reinforcement signal with a ghost b.u.t.terfly to the generals and soldiers near the White Horse Plain before his death. I just received a report that there are eight great armies chasing after us." 

Qiandu looked Li Muyang in the eye, saying softly. "So, what is your decision now?" 

 "I need to go to Wind City." 

 "Well then, I'll come with you." Qiandu smiled sweetly, that smile lit up the whole tent, like a precious luminous pearl. 

 Qiandu! 

 Qiandu! 

 Hundreds and thousands of times I searched for her in the crowd, suddenly turning my head back, she stood there where the lights were dim.

Chapter 514: Can't save you!

It was only light that can dispel darkness. It was only warmth that can drive away the cold.

 At this moment, Li Muyang's innermost heart was peaceful, warm, but also with a little sweet feeling. 

It was unknown where sweetness started, where it came from, but it lingered for a long while. 

 The vicious tendency in his heart had vanished, and the hatred in his heart was gone. 

 Li Muyang even felt that in life there not only were cruelness, killing and death.

 There was the gentle breeze in the ear, the blazing sun overhead, and the soft murmuring and flower-like smile of this girl standing by his side.

 Li Muyang looked into the eyes of Qiandu, and the maiden did the same. The two gazed upon each other, understanding each other's feelings.

"It's nice to be honest, it's nice to have someone to talk to." Li Muyang thought to himself. 

 In the water illusion, because the Changbai seven sons captured Qiandu and used an aphrodisiacs drug to force Qiandu to hand over the gla.s.s mirror, Li Muyang indignantly transformed into a dragon, spewed out dragon breath and killed the seven sons. In the end Qiandu was saved from the eldest son of the Changbai seven sons. 

 At that time, Qiandu's mind was confused by the aphrodisiac drug. Everything felt both real and fake to her, like a dream. In her eyes and heart was only l.u.s.t, and not the truth.

She was confused and entranced.

 By the time Qiandu regained consciousness, the effect of the drug had pa.s.sed, that l.u.s.t and desire also disappeared. 

 Although the clothes on her were torn, it still covered her body.

 The memory in her mind was incomplete and dark, but both of them were not willing to mention it again. 

 The illusion was full of danger and one must always worry about their safety, who would have the mood to talk about such things that were originally unspeakable? 

 Even if it wasn't said out loud, it didn't mean it was not thought about.  

It was also from that moment that the clear figure of a boy occupied a s.p.a.ce in Qiandu's heart. 

 His fort.i.tude and courage, his self-control and dedication.  

Even the way he turned into a black dragon didn't make her feel afraid. It didn't feel ugly to her. Instead, there was a sense of steady warmth.

 Without Li Muyang, perhaps she would have been humiliated and killed by the Changbai seven sons.

If that were the case, so what if she has a n.o.ble ident.i.ty? So what if she looked beautiful? 

 Who can fight against the G.o.d of death?

 When the illusion collapsed, and Li Muyang was said to have drowned with it, unable to escape, Qiandu was depressed and bitterly waited for dozens of days. After learning Li Muyang's news she left the school immediately and did not even notify anyone.  

However, the capital city was changing constantly, and when she gathered all the information she found that she couldn't save him even if she went to Tiandu, and instead put herself in danger. The smartest thing to do was to go back to the Peac.o.c.k imperial court. That was her roots, that was where the people who she depended on and possessed tremendous strength were. 

The chess pieces that the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court hid in Tiandu all began to operate, just for the safety of a young man. They risked their lives to bring the latest news and information into the hands of the Princess.

 When Qiandu learned that the Lu family had collapsed, Lu Qingming took Li Muyang and escaped from Mist Mountain. She immediately led the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court's most powerful Ghost dancer corps to come to the rescue.  

 They had traveled thousands of miles, without sleep and without rest, just to arrive sooner to find and protect him.

On her way here, Qiandu had been thinking all along that, no matter what, this time she cannot let him take any risk.

Because she would be worried and scared.

Now after seeing him, she thought again: his willingness to take risks meant that he has a reason to go. Then she will accompany him there.

 This way, she won't have to worry about him anymore.

"You can't go." Li Muyang said out loudly. 

"Why?"  

 "It's dangerous." 

 "Isn't it dangerous if you go alone?" 

 "If I go alone I can rescue them as quietly as I could. If you bring the Ghost dancer army, it will become a fierce siege." Li Muyang a.n.a.lysed clearly, his rationality was not affected by hatred and fear. "Also, as soon as the Ghost Dancer Corps appears, the armies of the West Wind Kingdom that are searching for our whereabouts will immediately gather in Wind City. At that time, they will come from all directions, and even if the strength of the Ghost dancer corps is powerful, it will be difficult to battle against so many, they will be outnumbered by the enemy. They have parents, they have brothers and sisters. I don't want their life to be taken away because they want to save my parents." 

 "But, have you thought that, they may have taken your parents and sister as bait and set up an inescapable net in Wind city, waiting for you come." 

 "I know." Li Muyang said with a nod. "I don't know Lu Wuyong, but I understand Song Gudu. That old dog plans very carefully and takes every conceivable possibility into account. He will certainly do this."

 "Then you still want to go there alone?" 

 "I can die for them, because it is them who gave me my life." Li Muyang stated in a loud voice. "But you guys can't."

 Qiandu gently shook her head: "There's too many people in the Ghost Dancer Corps, right? Well, I'll send them off and I'll go with you alone." 

 Qiandu had strongly dissuaded Li Muyang, hoping that he would rest and recover first, because his body was now in a very weak state and can be described as 'riddled with scars'.

 However, Li Muyang still saw that Lu Qingming was in another tent.

 His real father. 

 On the battlefield, when Li Muyang suddenly heard this, he felt a sense of absurdity, confusion, and at a loss on what to do.

However, a new round of fighting soon began, which also helped defused the awkwardness and silence between Li Muyang and Lu Qingming.

 It was just that when the battle was over, when they saw each other again, Li Muyang's feelings were still very complicated. 

 He was born in Jiangnan city, grew up in Jiangnan city, Luo Qi was his Mother, Li Yan was his own father——Why was it that everything he knew growing up had been overturned? 

 The condition of Lu Qingming's injury was also not very optimistic, even if Qiandu had come to the rescue he was still in an unconscious state.  

 “My father——" Li Muyang asked in a low voice, "how is he doing?"

 "I've asked the esteemed priests to help treat his injuries, there are seven big wounds outside the body, and there are forty-eight small wounds——" Qiandu understood how Li Muyang was feeling, and tried to explain the matter in a relaxed tone of voice. "None of those are fatal. With timely treatment, there shouldn't be any life-threatening danger. The most critical is that——" 

 "What is it?"  

 "The netherworld nail." Qiandu cast a glance at Li Muyang. "A netherworld nail has been struck into his body. The priests had tried but their cultivation base and ability were not enough to remove the netherworld nail from his body. So——that netherworld nail is still in Uncle Lu's body even now." 

Li Muyang went silent once again. 

 The netherworld nail, which was also known as the Dragon nail, was a rare form of torture created specifically to restrain and torture the Dragon clan. 

Song Gudu, in order to obtain the secret of the dragon clan's longevity, extracted the netherworld qi from underground, condensed it into nail, and then struck them one after another into his body through the top of his head. 

 There were eight netherworld nails in Li Muyang's body. Just as Song Gudu was ready to directly nail Li Muyang to death with the ninth netherworld nail, Lu Qingming used his own body to s.h.i.+eld him—— 

 That was what his father did for him. 

 That was what only parents would do. 

 "Have the esteemed priests mentioned——how to pull the netherworld nail out from the body?" Li Muyang asked loudly.

"No." Qiandu shook her head. "Because the netherworld nails are mainly used for the Dragon clan. Even if these nails penetrate the dragon body, no one would have thought of removing these nails from the dragon's body——"

After seeing Li Muyang's calm face, Qiandu continued to explain: "So, until now, there is only a way of penetration, but not a method of extraction. Once a netherworld nail enters the body, it is integrated with the blood and essence of human beings. It is a body of evil spirit condensed into a nail. To pull out the nail, it is necessary to extract the victim's essence, blood and soul——That way, even if the netherworld nail is removed, the victim will also die from loss of blood and soul." 

"As I thought." Li Muyang hissed.  This was the same information that he could find in his memory.

Because the body of the Dragons was too powerful, it was very difficult for ordinary swords to wound their vital parts. It was even more impossible to restrict their body and soul, for it to be used by the human race. 

 At this time, someone created the netherworld nail, which specially restrains and imprisons the dragon.

 Once the evil chilling qi underground had been refined into nails, penetrated the body of the dragon, and integrated with the blood and essence, it was difficult to separate them.

Unless the dragon dies. Otherwise, perhaps the netherworld nail will always be with them.

 It was better during the day, but at night, when the netherworld qi is at its most active state, that torture was worse than death for the dragon clan. Let alone for human beings who only has an ordinary physical body.

 The Dragon clan had no solution to this punishment.  

 Qiandu's ident.i.ty was special, and was experienced and knowledgeable, Li Muyang thought she would know what of her solution. 

 Unfortunately, his hopes crumbled to nothing.  

 "Muyang, don't worry. There will be a solution for this." Qiandu rea.s.sured. "I don't know, but doesn't mean other people won't know. When I go back, I will ask my second grandfather to help look at his condition. He is the Peac.o.c.k imperial court's State teacher, but also the founder of the state religion. He has a profound cultivation base, and unfathomable strength, perhaps he has a solution——" 

 "Thank you." Li Muyang said gratefully.  

 "Why are you so polite to me? We're friends." Qiandu said softly. 

 "Okay. Then I won't be polite." Li Muyang said aloud. "Qiandu, can I stay here alone with my father for a while?" 

 "I'll go see if the intelligence gatherers are back yet." Qiandu said and took the initiative to go out. 

Li Muyang stood at Lu Qingming' side, gazing at his scarred face. "I'm sorry, I know a method of pulling the nail out, but I can't save you."