Chapter 375: Bodhisattva Grows Azure Hair

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"Sword in the Snow" by Feng Huo Xi Zhu Hou

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Staggering, Xu Fengnian wished Chen Zhibao would appear before him at that very moment. The illusory Celestial Phenomenon realm, stolen with his entire fortune and the Dan Ying of the yin creature, could not last much longer. His body was like a bursting dam, and what was flowing away, besides the cultivation fed back by the Dan Ying, was also the enlightenment and blessings brought by temporarily entering the Celestial Phenomenon realm.

This kind of thing wasn't like borrowing money, where returning it makes it easy to borrow again. Xu Fengnian had made calculations against Heaven itself; trying to muddle through with yin creatures again would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. Unless he was truly determined to go down in flames, the prerequisite would be a yin creature that had genuinely entered the true Celestial Phenomenon realm willing to lend power, and at that point, the yin creature would already be resonating with heaven and earth, meaning Xu Fengnian would be absolutely dead.

His accumulated reserves were originally few and far between, and now, doing a quick mental count, it seemed Xu Fengnian had nothing left. Going to Beiliang, two heads: one buried by the Weak River, one given to his second sister, Xu Weixiong. His entire strength was now for naught. Even if he left Iron Gate Pass alive, his childhood dream of becoming a great hero in the martial world would become a madman's delusion. But since he had come here, in the battle of Iron Gate Pass, Yang Taisui must die, and Zhao Kai must die. If Chen Zhibao appeared and tried to perform the act of "severing the dragon and python," he too must die. Yang Taisui had long revealed the heavenly secret: a dead knot could only be untied with death. If they didn't die, then only Xu Fengnian would die, and Beiliang's foundation would be destroyed. Any indecisiveness or compassion would be tantamount to stabbing himself in the heart.

His identity as the Beiliang heir was destined; Xu Fengnian couldn't escape it even if he wanted to. However, becoming the King of Beiliang was not something Xu Fengnian could easily obtain. This seemingly illogical truth was clear in the hearts of Xu Fengnian and his father, Xu Xiao. Every family has its own difficulties, and what's more, many covetous individuals were constantly adding fuel to the fire, making these "scriptures" even harder to read.

Xu Fengnian walked slowly, seizing the time to firmly grasp every bit of enlightenment he had gained. When he reached the chaotic battlefield where the White Horse Riders and Imperial Forest Cavalry were engaged, he saw the corpse of a fallen Fengzi Camp light cavalryman at his feet. The man's eyes were wide open in death, clearly having dismounted to fight bravely before his arm, holding a Beiliang saber, was severed by an enemy rider, and his chest was trampled by warhorses, a bloody mess. Xu Fengnian knelt down and closed the man's eyelids, then looked up. Few of the two hundred Imperial Forest soldiers remained. On the battlefield, the more skilled a general, the quicker they often died once trapped. All the Golden Saber Guards were dead, not a single one left. Nearly half of the five hundred White Horse Riders were still fighting on horseback, while the other half had been fighting on foot for a long time. Six-Pearls Bodhisattva was entangled by Huang Man'er and Qing Niao, and the Talisman General Golden Armor was held back by Yuan Zuozong with a long spear. Prince Zhao Kai, slumped in the driver's seat of his carriage, seemed unsure whether he was waiting for Han Diaosi to arrive and turn the tide, or if he had resigned himself to waiting for death.

A dozen severely wounded Imperial Forest armored soldiers swore to protect the carriage with their lives.

Earlier, the rolling black clouds and grinding didn't manage to obscure the Thunder Pool Sword Array, and many had witnessed the moment the black-robed old monk Yang Taisui was struck down. History has always judged heroes by success or failure. The Grand Preceptor, now without his kasaya, had become a withered log, while Xu Fengnian walked away alive. The outcome for Prince Zhao Kai, who had come to the Western Regions with the silver vase this time, was obvious. Xu Fengnian did not let his guard down. The commotion at Jian Ge, with Wang Zhi's three thousand cavalry facing Han Diaosi, whose two thousand cavalry under He Yan were providing support, might not be enough to stop Han Shengxuan, who had placed all his bets on Zhao Kai. Logically, he should have appeared by now. However, Xu Fengnian, with the Chunlei saber at his waist, looked north at the boundless yellow sands. Was Chen Zhibao waiting for the next "cranes and clams fight" (metaphor for a third party benefiting from two others fighting)? That made sense; his patience had always been maddeningly good.

Zhao Kai stood up, watching the approaching Beiliang heir, and calmly asked, "Xu Fengnian, do you really dare to kill me? Is Beiliang truly rebelling?"

Xu Fengnian ignored the prince who had once participated in the ambush at Xiangfan City's Reed Marsh. He simply looked at the Female Bodhisattva, who was battling Huang Man'er so fiercely that the valley entrance trembled, saying, "Zhao Kai can give you a silver vase symbolizing the Liyang Dynasty, but I am not of the Zhao imperial family, so I cannot do that. However, I can lend you Beiliang's one hundred thousand iron cavalry. If you help me pacify the Western Regions, I can leave twenty thousand troops stationed north and south of the Tianshan Mountains. Do you want to make this deal? Of course, you must pay me a deposit: kill Zhao Kai. I cannot bear the label of a rebel. Only if the Western Regions are so chaotic with a large group of roaming monastic soldiers ambushing a prince will I have a reason to lend you troops. If you want freedom in the Western Regions, I will grant you that freedom."

Zhao Kai's expression was fluctuating.

Yuan Meng tore off a strip of his inner shirt and bandaged it around his arm, where a saber wound exposed bone, then grinned sinisterly. This was truly our Prince Heir, the one who could make even Prince Jing'an Zhao Heng swallow bitter herbs in silence.

Hong Shuwen, the ruthless one, covered in blood, remained on horseback, gently patting his horse's flank with two Beiliang sabers in hand.

Six-Pearls Bodhisattva remained impassive, repeatedly knocking Huang Man'er away. The entrance to Iron Gate Pass had already largely collapsed.

Every time Huang Man'er retreated, Qing Niao's "Arc of the Instant" spear would follow, leaving no gap.

Xu Fengnian walked towards the valley entrance. Behind him, a red cloud floated. He turned to see the Yin creature, Dan Ying, dragging a small, withered corpse. The Yin creature landed behind Xu Fengnian, its joyful appearance showing no joy, but instead becoming increasingly solemn and dignified. Xu Fengnian patted its head and pointed to the cliff. The Yin creature tilted its head, then randomly soared high towards the cliff face of Iron Gate Pass, stomping out a large pit with one foot, into which it placed Yang Taisui's remains. A master of horizontal and vertical arts of his generation, his final resting place was a wild cliff.

Xu Fengnian waved his hand, signaling Huang Man'er and Qing Niao to stop. The Yin creature, like a wild goose circling a mountain peak, drifted down onto the narrow path behind the valley entrance, cutting off the Esoteric Dharma King's retreat.

Xu Fengnian looked at the Buddhist mirror image in the woman's hand, which seemed to shift stars as if it were a minor world, and smiled, "I don't know when Chen Zhibao will arrive. Are you also waiting for him? If my 'crow's mouth' prediction comes true, then we won't need to waste any more words."

The Female Bodhisattva furrowed her strikingly alluring brows. She glanced towards the northeast, and her brows gradually relaxed.

Xu Fengnian, relieved, said with a hint of pushing his luck, "Don't destroy that talisman armor. I have a use for it."

Above her palm, sand gathered into constellations, nine sand spheres perpetually revolving mysteriously like celestial phenomena. At this moment, the constellations scattered, and countless grains of yellow sand flowed and dispersed through her fingers.

The Female Bodhisattva said nothing, merely walking towards Zhao Kai, who carried a fortune far surpassing Xu Fengnian's. As she walked, her brow was lowered in contemplation, and even with her innate ability to calculate destiny, she couldn't understand why Zhao Kai would be the one to fail. The idea of 'attaching oneself to a dragon and phoenix' was, in the eyes of common people, simply a pursuit of gain. But at her level, it was grand and complex. Just like Hong Xixiang severing destiny with his sword, an ordinary martial artist, even at the Finger-Profound realm, wouldn't see any clues. However, those of the Three Schools, especially qi practitioners skilled in 'observing qi,' could see the thunderous collapse of those towering pillars of heavenly qi. Similarly, those of the Three Schools who attached themselves to the imperial court each had their own motives. Taking Grand Celestial Master Zhao Danping of Longhu Mountain as an example, though he had endured the notoriety of being a "Qingci Prime Minister" for years, staying by the Emperor's side had actually brought him immense benefits. Everything evolves from one; within the Taoist sect, there were masters who returned to simplicity, retaining only the essence. There were also those who identified shortcomings and perfected themselves from countless individual 'ones'. The profound mystery within this was something even she couldn't fully explain or articulate. Since she could discuss Zen and longevity with the white-robed monk Li Dangxin on the Demon-Slaying Platform of Longhu Mountain, she naturally possessed unique insights.

Xu Fengnian, by borrowing external power to steal a heavenly secret, paid the price of reaching the limits of his martial arts for life to kill Yang Taisui.

In her view, it was reasonable but not rational.

Not everyone was qualified to participate in this ambush. A chessboard, in the end, only had so many positions; it was impossible for both players to slowly fill all three hundred and sixty-one squares. Beiliang and Liyang were contending for the Western Regions. The Butcher Xu Xiao would not personally enter the vicinity of Iron Gate Pass, and the Zhao Emperor even less so. Originally, on the chessboard, Xu Fengnian and Zhao Kai had an even chance of victory. However, some people did not intend to "observe the game in silence," and these individuals, in the view of the Red Sect Dharma King, happened to be future potential land immortals, thoroughly disrupting the game. One of them blocked Han Diaosi. Two others were stalled a hundred li north of Iron Gate Pass.

She had no intention of dying in this game. Since Xu Fengnian had given her a way out, allowing her to extract herself from this losing position, even if she desperately wanted to kill the young man, she had to suppress that thought and go with the flow.

The White-Robed Bodhisattva walked up to Zhao Kai and the Talisman General Golden Armored man.

Zhao Kai was not overly distraught, merely muttering to himself with his head bowed, "How could this happen? My second master is dead, but I still have my grand master. I shouldn't die here. I should be emperor!"

The ambitious prince was in tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

He looked up and asked choked with emotion, "It shouldn't be like this, right?"

The White-Robed Bodhisattva remained silent.

Zhao Kai gave a desolate smile, wiped away his tears, and gently beckoned the Talisman General Golden Armor to the side of the carriage. He took the great sword from the original Talisman General's hand and drew it across his neck.

Before dying, he gazed longingly towards the capital.

His last words were only one character.

"Father."

The moment Zhao Kai died, the Talisman General Golden Armor, connected to its master's life force, lost all vitality.

Xu Fengnian instructed the White Horse Riders to gather the bodies and weapons of their fallen comrades, then mount their horses and leave Iron Gate Pass. The golden armor was dragged by Huang Man'er with one hand.

Next, they would head north. Han Diaosi could no longer dictate the situation's direction. Even if he broke through Wang Zhi's encirclement of three thousand cavalry and arrived before Xu Fengnian, it would be in vain. As Xu Fengnian had told the Female Bodhisattva, this ambush would be blamed on the intricate forces in the Western Regions. When the news reached the capital and official circles, apart from the common people, likely no one would believe it, but what could be done about that? Xu Fengnian wasn't afraid of the Emperor's thunderous rage; what he feared was that this ambush was still within that man's expectations. What if Zhao Kai was merely a pawn that could be painfully sacrificed? Who would Xu Fengnian face next as an enemy? Was it some hidden prince?

East of Iron Gate Pass, Han Diaosi galloped alone across the desert.

He was intercepted by a fox-faced individual wearing a Xiu Dong blade.

To the north.

Confucian Sage Cao Changqing and Plum Wine Chen Zhibao were still in a standoff.

Xu Fengnian suddenly looked back towards Iron Gate Pass. Near the carriage, the Female Bodhisattva, no longer at ease, grew a head full of black hair.

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