Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 297

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Meng Fuyao was waiting.

She was waiting for the ash to fade away completely.

That bastard could not possibly be so legendary to be able to exactly replicate someone else. As such, he would always use smokescreen whenever he appeared. The first time was in the dark cabin, while the second time was when he walked so quickly that the pile of fire surged and blurred their vision. This time, he made use of the moment that she closed her eyes to destroy the wooden railings. When ash was all over the place, he capitalized on the opportunity to appear at the same moment as Zhangsun Wuji did.

The ash would eventually fade, and there would definitely be a flaw in his trickery.

However, the ash did not fade, and instead, there were thick plumes of haze in the air. Meng Fuyao held her breath and stepped back cautiously, but she sensed that the haze was not poisonous. The faint smell in the haze was not very useful, but it successfully masked Zhangsun Wuji's unique body scent.

The person in front of her calmly said, “Fuyao, come over.”

At the same time, the person behind her said quietly, “Fuyao, it's me.”

The one in front looked up and gazed at the one behind. Without any additional words, he flicked his sleeves, and a jade Ruyi appeared. There was a sudden gleam of the jade as he aimed the Ruyi towards the other person's face.

When Meng Fuyao saw that jade Ruyi, her eyes lit up, and she immediately flipped over, raising her palm to attack the person behind her. However, the person behind her did not speak a word and lept over her. A similar smooth jade Ruyi also appeared from his sleeves.

Meng Fuyao was flabbergasted, and she forcefully kept her palm. However, the momentum was too strong, and she could only divert her strike to the wall. There was a loud bang as the wall linking to the adjacent cell collapsed in a second, and that caused her neighbor to scream as though he was a pig being slaughtered. Meng Fuyao had yet to fully recover, and such a forceful stop in her strike caused her inner energy to flow uncomfortably. Hearing that person's screams while she felt frustrated and disgusted was especially annoying. Hence, she cursed. “F*ck, shut up!”

As she barked, a mouthful of vent-up blood flew from her mouth and landed on the wall, and she immediately raised her hand to wipe it. The two people behind her could not see her vomiting, but they could hear her unstable tone. In shock, they asked in unison, “Fuyao, are you alright-”

Enraged, Meng Fuyao turned sharply and shouted, “Shut up!”

After shouting, she felt very helpless. What situation was this?

The two Zhangsun Wujis looked coldly at each other, and their expressions were a carbon copy of each other. It was icy cold and full of hatred. One of them extended his sleeves, pressed down his jade Ruyi and created a flowy 3-foot arc in the air. Immediately, there was an arch of an inverted arc, and it looked like the moonlight that rose from the sea.

This made Meng Fuyao's eyes light up again. She had seen Zhangsun Wuji performing this once before, and it was so unique that no one could replicate it. Kicking herself away from the wall in front of her, she leaped and dove like a sparrow, while the black gleam of Destiny Rebellion appeared from her elbow. She aimed straight for the other Zhangsun Wuji.

That Zhangsun Wuji looked up at Meng Fuyao, and his expression was one of anxiousness and regret, which made Meng Fuyao falter a bit. Instinctively, her strike slowed. At that moment, that Zhangsun Wuji pressed down his jade Ruyi and made an arc of moonlight across the air—it was the exact same move!

Meng Fuyao broke down completely. She heaved a long sigh and allowed herself to drop to the ground with a loud bang. She rolled in the pile of rice straws and decided not to get up anymore.

Then, the two Zhangsun Wujis said at the same time, “You-”

Meng Fuyao resolutely shut her eyes and pretended to be dead.

The two Zhangsun Wujis took a look at each other. This time round, none of them spoke and decided to battle it out. It was so chaotic as they tumbled and zoomed past like spiders and butterflies. With eyes wide open, Meng Fuyao watched their battle and thought that the enemy should be stronger one since Zhangsun Wuji was injured. However, she could not be totally sure as the enemy could be showing his weakness to lure her into his trap.

This bastard had an eccentric personality, and he seemed to like witnessing people struggle, doubt, and guard against each other. He also seemed to especially favor the act of making people turn ruthless and mistrusting, and eventually, make them kill the people of their own kind. To him, assassination was not the top priority.

In front of her were two people with expert moves. Since true experts could learn another person's moves instantly, it was not possible to find a flaw through their battle.

Feeling annoyed, Meng Fuyao looked down, and she suddenly saw the figurines that she weaved. There were the ones of Zhangsun Wuji and Lord Yuan Bao which she weaved, and there was another half-finished product. Looking at the slim figure of the product, she guessed that Zhangsun Wuji probably wanted to weave her figure.

Holding that half-finished product in her palm, she suddenly asked, “Zhangsun Wuji, what were you weaving just now?”

Amongst the chaotic battle, both of them turned to look at her. One immediately answered, “You.”

Meng Fuyao was about to feel a sense of joy, but the other person said, “Of course it's you.”

The corners of Meng Fuyao's lips twitched. Thought that Zhangsun Wuji was slightly slower in answering, the real Zhangsun Wuji was always long-winded in the way he spoke. On second thought, both opened their mouths at the same time.

As long as one's reaction was fast enough, it wasn't impossible to learn the same answer.

Meanwhile, the two of them continued to battle, and they slowly approached her. Their figures continuously zoomed by her as they shifted from one position to the other.

Sitting down lazily, Meng Fuyao acted as though she was tired of dealing with the situation. Suddenly, she said, “Zhangsun Wuji, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have talked to you when I first met you at Yanjing.”

Both of them fell silent for a moment. One said, “Essence Mystic Mountain.”

The other person immediately said, “Who said we first met at Yanjing? We were on Essence Mystic Mountain…”

Meng Fuyao immediately lept up.

When she jumped, the dark aura of Destiny Rebellion shot into the air. Without speaking a word, she struck towards that person's back!

The person who said too much and learned the wrong words!

The fake one had an opportunity to harm the real Zhangsun Wuji, but he somehow let go of that chance. Making use of this moment, Zhangsun Wuji stepped forward, forcing the fake to shun away, and that allowed his back to be exposed to Meng Fuyao!

At the same time, Meng Fuyao's sword was waiting for his heart!

Wield! Aim for the heart! A strike filled with hatred!

The jade Ruyi suddenly brightened up! Aiming for the chest, the snow-white gleam intensified, and the pillar of light silently yet forcefully cornered the enemy!

Strikes from the front and back!

All for this moment!

Real trust and telepathy could never possibly be easily destroyed by an outsider!

That person seemed to be slightly stunned. As he zoned out for a moment, he was already unable to avoid the powerful and murderous strikes from his front and back. It was too close to him, and they showed no mercy at all!

At that moment, he understood that Meng Fuyao was merely pretending to not be able to distinguish the real Zhangsun Wuji. She was trying to make him underestimate them, and then fall into the trap of a combined attack.

“Amazing! So you too were actually well-prepared!”

As he laughed, his body suddenly thinned.

He really thinned—he resembled a piece of thousand-layers cake that was suddenly flattened. The layers were still there, but they were even more tightly pressed against each other. Similarly, his width expanded, but his body flattened in such a creepy way. Under the dim light, one could almost see his bones and skin beneath his green robes being flattened.

That process was one that superseded the limits of what a human body could do. It was the same as moving himself in a box which had no space left, and hence, the fatal spots of his body were no longer at their original positions.

“Ping-cha!”

The jade Ruyi and black knife struck the heart simultaneously, and there was the uniform noise of the human body being stabbed through. However, the position of the strike was no longer where the heart was.

Meng Fuyao could even clearly feel that her knife had stabbed in, but it landed in the spot between two rib bones. The distance between the bones was only paper-thin, but her knife somehow brushed by the bones and ended up slotting into that tiny hole. It would at most cause injury to his skin and flesh, but there wouldn't even be a fracture.

This bastard even calculated this distance in that split second, and it was so extremely accurate!

An almost legendary “Anti-Constriction Trick”!

A formidable instinct that an exceptional expert could use to be in control of the battle, and seek survival in times of emergency!

Hence, when the jade Ruyi and the sharp dagger stabbed in, blood spluttered out of that person's ribs. But he merely looked over and laughed in that thin voice of his. “Amazing, amazing. I haven't seen my own blood in decades!”

Without stopping at all, Meng Fuyao tried to raise her dagger up his chest. As she gritted her teeth, she smirked. “Really? Do you want to see more?”

“No, thanks.” That person smiled. “I've been very courteous to the both of you. It's time I see your blood.”

When he finished speaking, there was an immediate shrill. It was not very loud, but it was extremely unpleasant to hear. It was like the shrill of tens of thousand snakes coming from a deep alley, combined with the image of a corpse mountain filled with white bones, and the long call of apemen who had become mythical spirits, calling out for the demons and monsters in the dark and creepy mountains.

Suddenly, there was a tremor!

This tremor caused everything to sway and the ground beneath them to sway. The splits in the wooden railings widened silently, and the oil lamp on the wall beside the cell door extinguished and dropped onto the ground.

Meanwhile, Destiny Rebellion in Meng Fuyao's palm started to vibrate as well. The vibration quickly moved from the tip of the dagger to its handle and lightly bounced off her wrist. That caused Meng Fuyao's hand to go numb for a moment, and she felt that her heart seemed to be very suffocated after that shrill, causing her to be unable to catch her breath. Instinctively, she activated her inner breath to save herself, but just then, the shrill changed.

The shrill sounded narrow at first, but it suddenly became very wide and seemed to expand into the bright sky. If there were demons from the dark realms of Hell a while ago, now there were only bright skies that floated above the Nine Heavens. There was not even a transition from that extremely dark to an extremely bright stage. It was as though darkness had just clouded one's eyes for a second, and the surroundings suddenly brightened afterward.

There was only one consequence under such a situation—one would instantly lose their eyesight.

Just as how if there was a sudden compression and then expansion of the chest, one would instantly feel stifled and dizzy.

Additionally, though the inner breath was activated at the moment that the heart was suffocated, when the target location to rescue suddenly disappeared, the inner breath would turn to attack the host body.

Only a split second was required for blood to surge like a tide.

When experts battled against each other, only a split second was required too!

That shrill lasted for just a short instant, and in that instant, many things had happened. Meng Fuyao's heart felt suffocated for a moment and expanded for the next. Then, she felt giddy, and she almost blacked out.

Right after, she heard a light giggle from the enemy. She shifted her body to move away from her sword, and she felt the movement of wind in front of her face. Someone was grabbing towards her face.

Meng Fuyao immediately lowered her head to try to shun, but before she could, the wind current moved again. Someone glided in front of her and blocked her.

Meng Fuyao quickly dragged that person towards her.

Almost at the same moment, that person dragged Meng Fuyao towards him.

Both were as agile as fish, and they dragged each other towards themselves continuously, trying to put themselves in danger instead of the other party.

Seeing this scene, the enemy laughed. “What a lovey-dovey couple. I'm getting giddy watching you two spin in front of me,” he said in a teasing tone.

Suddenly, his arms cracked and made an external 90-degrees bend. It actually went around Zhangsun Wuji who was blocking in front, swerved to reach Meng Fuyao who was standing behind, and he reached towards Meng Fuyao's chest!

Chapter end