The Anarchic Consort c1-1376

by Warring Young Seven

  The wraith fixed his eyes on him, his brown pupils wide as saucers as if he had just witnessed something incredible and unbelievable with astonishment written all over his face.

  His pale lips parted slowly as if he wanted to speak, but he realized his throat was too dry to produce a single sound.

  He could only stare as Baili Jia Jue closed the distance between them with wide strides…

  In that instant, it was as if time had come to a standstill.

  "Y-your Highness…" The wraiths' facial expressions changed abruptly, their arms extending to grasp at the cloth of their shirts as they fell to the ground in excruciating pain, heaving for air.

  Baili Jia Jue reached out to lift a wraith off the ground, the ends of his lips curling up to an evil-like grin. "I'm giving you one last chance. Now, tell me, where did you hide her?"

  "In…in the middle of the river…" The boy's initial pale face began turning purple.

  The other wraith trembled in fear, afraid that Baili Jia Jue would harm his older brother, but still managed to glance up and squeak, "Your Highness, this had nothing to do with us. We just so happened to contract with someone, we didn't know it was your prey."

  "Who are you calling 'Your Highness'?" As Baili Jia Jue's gaze dropped, a flash of red shimmered in his irises. Then, with a rapid swing of his left arm, he flung the wraith in his hand back onto the ground. Enveloped by the sobbing of surrounding ghosts, he recovered his indolent yet evil grin. His body was covered in blood, even his face was filled with crimson red patches. He now looked like a controlling master of darkness, with less of his previous indifference but more of a dashing look which was enough to startle others!

  The two wraiths stood side by side, too afraid to speak as they watched the man paced off into the darkness of the night.

  He was clearly the most satanic devil ever to roam the earth, but he was tired of the god-like superiority that came with the purity and innocence of his face as well as his effortlessly obtained elegance that was capable of deceiving all of mankind.

  Be it demons or devils, every creature would inherently hold the utmost respect for him.

  This man had once stood beyond the heavens, bathing in holy light and the constant idolization of the vast population of demons.

  He had said, "I wish for this sky to no longer obstruct my eyes, that this earth no longer buries my heart and I wish for all sentient beings to be aware of my intentions, for all Buddhas to vanish like smoke!"

  There was no mistake!

  He was their king!

  However, why did it look like their king did not recognize them anymore?!

  Also, hadn't the king disappeared without a trace?

  How had he become a human?

  Furthermore, they could sense uncertain magic radiating from him.

  What exactly was happening?

  The two wraiths exchanged a confused look, an immense amount of curiosity written in their eyes.

  They had only managed to escape and survive because of the fact that they were born from human resentment.

  The king's soul had been divided into countless fragments and thrown across the human world, and his physical body had ceased to exist. Not a single person knew of his whereabouts so humans and demons alike thought that he had passed…

  Unless his plan had been to return since the beginning.

  In a form that no one would ever have imagined… rebirth!

  Crack…

  As Baili Jia Jue's walked over, the thick fog suspended in the air began cracking like broken glass to open up a path of clarity.

  Vaguely, a deep flight of stairs emerged at the center of the river, surrounded by torches emitting roaring blue flames.

  The little one who was watching over the Fire of Resentment froze for a split second, his round eyes widening in disbelief as his eyes darted back and forth. "Master, is this scent his?"

  Lacking stability compared to the little one, the blood of the Demon-Transforming Beast began boiling under the unknown pressure. Moreover, its claws started trembling out of its control and it was unable to stand upright. It was as though someone was ordering him around, making him kneel down!

  The man in white lifted his gaze, a wave of astonishment was flashing through his eyes. Amongst the ripples, the reflection of his jet black irises stared back elegantly at him in a gentle yet dangerous manner, "He actually lived!" Upon saying that, the man turned toward the little one, "What time is it? How much time is left?"

  "Not long now." The little one tossed yet another wraith into the glowing torch.

  The flames grew bigger, spreading slowly around the coffin to surround Helian Wei Wei entirely!

  The man let out a chuckle and bit hard onto his finger before guiding a drop of his blood into Helian Wei Wei's mouth, his loving gaze set on her pale face.

  "At this moment, even if that person appears, he cannot change anything. You cannot replace the Phoenix Girl, so return to where you belong, Helian Wei Wei."

  Boom!

  The blue flames flared up!

  Having returned from hell, Helian Wei Wei finally regained her sense of touch, but the sensation felt like her skin was set on fire and she could not fuse with the body at all. The burning sensation made her feel as if she was being tormented in hellfire

  She could only stare helplessly as another Helian Wei Wei emerged from the surface of the lake and took graceful steps toward the body…

  Meanwhile, she did not even have the strength to move, her vision restricted to the sight of that figure and the massive, glowing sea of flames.

  People always said that the instant before death would be filled with clips of memories from past lives.

  What she saw, though, was a young boy standing in Jiuchong Hall.

  He was abused by the palace servants to the point where he could only eat scraps. Even his own mother, who maintained her dignity before others would use him as a punching bag when she was not favored anymore, calling him to her side and then poking him with silver needles, one at a time.

  Chilled blood seeped from between his fingers as he leaned back on the wooden door. His long hair dyed a deep shade of black that hung loosely on his shoulders, giving him the look of a despondent elf.

  His gaze was downcast as he spoke self-deprecatingly, chuckling to himself, "How st*pid! I clearly knew how it would turn out, but I was still so hopeful and naive."

  As he spoke, the wind blew across his hair to cover his charming scarlet pupils.

  Standing before him, she could not help the heart-wrenching pain building up in her anymore and wanted to reach out with arms ready to pull him into an embrace.

  Weirdly, however, she found herself stumbling right through his body…

  Chapter 572 - Wei Wei…

  With no other choice, Helian Wei Wei could only sit beside him helplessly on the stairs.

  It was winter and the snow was falling heavily in the Capital.

  However, he was motionless, his face was as delicate as porcelain, with an unusual sense of cold-bloodedness.

  Maybe they had been there for too long to the extent where Helian Wei Wei could feel the coldness around her limbs.

  All of a sudden the boy looked up!

  Helian Wei Wei thought he finally saw her and was about to open her mouth to speak.

  Instead, he looked past her face and fixed his eyes on a well-dressed little girl.

  The little girl was truly a beauty, and also seemed to be of noble blood. She was wearing a double-b.r.e.a.s.ted long dress with a pink colored fur cloak, as she held a bunch of tidbits in her arms. She looked at him, appearing rather terrified. She swiftly put down the things in her hands and ran away. They could vaguely hear her saying, "The Third Prince is so scary, Brother Changfeng, wait for me!"

  "Scary?" The boy looked down at his palm and laughed deeply as if he had heard a hilarious joke, giving off a sense of heart-rending evilness.

  If Helian Wei Wei was not mistaken, based on her memories, that girl
should be the original owner of this body when she was younger.

  She was kind; her eyes were filled with compassion as she looked at the boy.

  Could this be the reason why Baili Jia Jue treated the former owner of this body differently?

  She had always felt a sense of guilt in her heart, thinking that she should not have taken this body.

  But Yuan Ming had already told her earlier, if she had not taken over the body in the first place, the body would have decayed.

  Yuan Ming's point of view was simple. Basically, if she did not travel here, Helian Wei Wei of the past would have died in that river, and would not be wandering around with a dead soul.

  So, that made her feel less guilt.

  But...

  Helian Wei Wei turned around, her eyes were slightly twitching.

  Was she the person His Highness wanted, or…was it the former owner of this body?

  At that moment, Helian Wei Wei's heart wavered, even though she had always been firm.

  She was not a relationship expert.

  Anyway, there was just a single main point to her thoughts. Definitely can't let that certain someone get the short end of the stick!

  However, for most guys, is this what they really want?

  Helian Wei Wei was unsure.

  She had always been more inclined toward feminism.

  She had passed the young and innocent age, naturally, she no longer had much compassion in her heart.

  She was used to putting much consideration into her actions, and she could not learn how to act innocent, just like that little girl…

  Since there was fear, there was no need for an approach.

  After all, the cat-like His Highness was actually very s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e.

  Judging by how he usually looked at other people, you could tell how proud he was as he always maintained a stance of an imposing royalty.

  Helian Wei Wei admitted that she was rather furious, unsure whether she was mad at the little girl's words, or at the attitude of Baili Jia Jue.

  Her legs began to feel weak, as though she had soaked her whole body in water. It was supposed to feel comfortable, but the color of the water somehow made someone feel depressed for the crimson red color all over could make one's hair stand on end. The liquid flowing in the river did not look like water at all but more like human blood.

  The group of palace maids Helian Wei Wei saw before had reappeared, still without any expressions on their faces, rigid just like wooden puppets. When the chains by their feet sunk into the water, it gave out a depressing noise, but it seemed that they did not hear the sound. They just continued walking straight ahead in a stupor, until the river water flooded over their heads, leaving only their black hair floating on the surface of the river.

  The scene was quite horrifying, however, the distance between them and Helian Wei Wei was getting increasingly shorter.

  The black hair seemed to be controlled by something in the water as it moved toward Helian Wei Wei, seemingly trying to devour her.

  Helian Wei Wei tried to avoid it, but she realized that her four limbs were no longer under her command, as if they were controlled by someone else. Her mind was clear but she could not move as she wished, instead she tilted over and headed right toward the black hair.

  Helian Wei Wei squinted her eyes, and with all her might, she raised her arms and slashed toward the direction of the clot of black hair!

  The black hair did not expect her to counterattack, so for a short moment, it was stunned and then proceeded to become wilder.

  Helian Wei Wei bit her lip as drops of sweat were dripping down her forehead. Her face was so pale that the color drained from it, but that did not stop her from unleashing her second attack.

  The silver knife, as thin as paper, pierced through the heart of the black hair with astounding sharpness!

  The black hair finally stopped and remained stagnant on the surface of the river like densely packed seaweed.

  However, something even more terrifying approached. Helian Wei Wei had just tilted her head when she saw a face. It was a face that she was extremely familiar with, but because she was so close to it, it looked rather creepy no matter how she looked at it.

  "I can't believe how stubborn you are, even the aura of resentment had no power against you. You should have returned the body to me from the start, why do you keep occupying things that belong to me?" The mouth on that face was constantly moving, its hollow eyes staring at Helian Wei Wei.

  Helian Wei Wei smiled, even the exhaustion could not hide her luxurious vibe, "You should have drowned a long time ago, why didn't you just die?"

  "You..." The face showed signs of anger, but a sudden thought came to its mind while it was looking at Helian Wei Wei. It smiled faintly, "Now I know, the reason you don't wish to leave is none other than the Third Prince. But you've seen that if it wasn't for me, the Third Prince wouldn't have given you special treatment. Don't tell me that even up till now, you still don't understand who the Third Prince is obsessed over?"

  Helian Wei Wei grasped the silver knife in her hands. "It would be better to discuss these issues in person. As for whether or not you were the reason he had his eyes on me, I'll have an answer as soon as I return. Did you really think I would just believe anything you say? Hah, are you trying to insult my IQ?" Helian Wei Wei said with cold eyes.

  "You know better than anyone else, how much the Third Prince cares about this body, there is no need for me to remind you." The face revealed a smile as if it was trying to mock her, "He even worries about the body more than you. Now that I think about it, you're just a substitute anyway, indeed unworthy of too much attention. There is no point of you struggling now, once the seal is broken, the demons will go berserk, I must go back!"

  Listening to her, Helian Wei Wei felt a sudden pain down her spine!

  Chapter 573 - His Highness And Wei Wei

  Thud!

  The shadows of the trees drifted in the wind. A heavy shock caused the stretcher, carried on the back of the little one to shatter into pieces.

  He lifted his head and looked at the man in white. With a worried look on his face, he called out, "Master."

  "It's fine. The aura of resentment is enough." The man raised his fair and slender hand to touch Helian Wei Wei's face, and said, "She will definitely come back this time."

  Thud!

  It was another loud thump.

  However, this time it was the coffin beside the man that shattered.

  The man's dark pupils constricted. With stiffened fingers, he looked behind his back nervously.

  Numerous black feathers appeared, slowly forming the silhouette of a slender man.

  The silhouette paced toward them from the black feathers falling from the sky, holding a guarding Demon-Transforming Beast in his hand. With rustling long robe, he tore up all the aura of resentment.

  He squinted his eyes slightly, his jawline was like a serene bay, so cool and elegant that one could not take their eyes off him. He said, "How dare you touch my people! Hah, the protector of the Exorcising Tribe, do you really think that I won't kill you?"

  "I didn't plan to do anything to her." The man in a white plain robe with wide sleeves turned around, along with the smell of herbal incense wafted in the air. It was the one and only Master Jing Wushuang. "She does not belong to this world. Let her return to where she came from, only then can Ni Feng come back. Since you didn't die, don't you want Ni Feng to come back?"

  Baili Jia Jue looked at him with a condescending sneer. Without saying anything, he waved his sleeve and the enormous blue flames started to flicker and dim.

  "No." Jing Wushuang smiled faintly with a light cough and rose to his feet. Gently, he said, "She is on her way back…"

  As though responding to his words, red flames flickered faintly underneath the sandalwood coffin, forming an Eight Trigram of Five Elements that exuded the gentle Light of Buddha. It was the Divine Exorcism Seal, previously created together by the Exorcising Tribe a
nd many eminent monks, so strong that all the demons were afraid of its power.

  The formation had succeeded. Even though Baili Jia Jue was the person with extremely great ability, everything had been carved in stone!

  When Jing Wushuang thought of this, he pursed his lips. Now, he was just waiting for the person inside the coffin to wake up. However, Baili Jia Jue was unexpectedly walking toward the Divine Exorcism Seal!

  The little one watched the scene before him, and his eyes widened. "He actually wants to destroy the Soul Changing Formation! Doesn't he know that no matter how strong a demon is, he will lose his soul forever once he steps into the Divine Exorcism Seal?"

  Thump!

  Baili Jia Jue headed straight toward the coffin with such elegance, even though it was just a few ordinary steps. His straight spine and his exquisite hands hanging beside his body exuded such sophistication.

  His face was slashed repeatedly by the Light of Buddha from the Divine Exorcism Seal. Pale blood dripped to the ground, reddening the stone floor. However, he showed no signs of stopping. His fingers became difficult to bend, as though they had been burned.

  The Seal sensed his presence and emitted more light, which pierced through his c.h.e.s.t in an attempt to stop the invasion of the demon.

  In a breath of time, nails as sharp as knives started to grow on Baili Jia Jue's fair and slender fingers!

  "Master! You cannot…"

  Fire Qilin, who sensed the danger had finally rushed back! However, it was too late. Looking at Baili Jia Jue who was surrounded by the Light of Buddha, his pupils started shaking vigorously.

  Master's soul fragments had yet to be unified. Stepping into the Divine Exorcism Seal would only…

  It stopped that thought in its tracks!

  Instead, it jumped forward to scratch away a corner of the Seal with its claw.

  However, before it even touched the marks on the floor, its claws were burned by the scorching heat!

  It was only standing at the entrance of the Divine Exorcism Seal but had already suffered such a serious attack.