Chapter 90: The Courage to Struggle

Two brilliant rays of light streaked across the sky, bringing with it an earth-shattering boom.

Water Wave Moon collapsed. Ice and snow mixed in with crushed stone as they fell one after another. The remaining monsters disappeared amidst the brilliant loud boom. When the dust cleared, Kong Muhua put away his huge colorful twin battle axes. He straightened his skirts, tread on lily steps and daintily walked into the cave.? He said to Bai Zihao, acting all bashful and timid, “Zihao Gege, I was looking everywhere for you.”

It was too late for Bai Zihao to escape, and his expression turned unsightly.

Back then, Bai Zihao didn’t know about yao cultivation, so he naively thought that this guy was a girl. Although she had a tendency to put on airs and act and speak pretentiously, she was very cute and had a good temperament. Kong Muhua didn’t care about his past and pursued him enthusiastically. Bai Zihao was teased into having his heart move, thinking that he was more attracted to women. Until one day, when he was drunk, he shyly confessed his heart, and was then coaxed into bed by Kong Muhua. By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.? He was tossed about for the entire night..

After the incident, he wanted nothing more than to brandish a?Han Bing Wan Li Painting?and kill this shameless flower peacock.

He had learned from painful experiences and he didn’t want to have this kind of relationship with a man anymore. He decided to stay away from Kong Muhua.

As a result, the Inextinguishable Peak became witness to an appalling and shocking farce of a break-up. Except for shenjun, everyone else had watched the excitement.

“Zihao Gege, it’s my fault.” Kong Muhua was the very picture of a weeping beauty. Pulling his sleeve as he apologized, “I gave you my innocent body, I want to spend my days with you. You can beat me and scold me, but don’t abandon me. When we went to bed, you said you wanted to marry me.. You can’t go back on your word.”

This peacock hadn’t lied. It was indeed his first time, and he had indeed been a virgin..

And so, he had no idea how to do the proper preparations or even how to do the actual deed. He had relied on instinct and brute force to act recklessly.

Bai Zihao was entranced by Kong Muhua’s tears for a good long while. By force of habit, he wanted to hand him a handkerchief and tell him words of comfort. However, he shifted his body on the bed, and a long-lost soreness sobered him up..It had been with great difficulty that he had managed to walk away from the Golden Phoenix Manor, throwing off his fate of being made to submit under a man. How could he possibly run back to that on his own?

He coldly rejected Kong Muhua’s unreasonable request and was determined to break up with him.

Kong Muhua was very persistent. He chased after Bai Zihao every day, acting all coquettish and pitiful. He even cried and kicked up a fuss. Even if you add up all the sorrowful heroines in all of the novels, they would not be as infatuated as he was. He used hundreds of ways, and chased after him for upwards of a thousand years. Bai Zihao couldn’t bear it and let him have his way quite a few

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Bai Zihao regretted it afterwards every time, and he would beat this shameless man to vent his anger. Kong Muhua was a yao cultivator. Although he looked weak on the outside, he actually had very strong defense. He didn’t care at all about human cultivation’s?flowery fists and fancy footwork. However, in order to coax the person he liked, he pretended to be utterly miserable and constantly kept pleading and imploring. He would even lie in bed and pretend to be a seriously injured patient. He relied on Bai Zihao being unable to harden his heart to him and seized small advantages.

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Kong Muhua bought and took home all the novels and read them with relish, recommending them to all his colleagues.

Bai Zihao suspected that these novels were related to his evil interests, but he had no evidence..

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Kong Muhua was used to his facial expressions. Pretending not to have seen it, he acted clingy, grabbing onto his arm. He smiled, “Do you know? The Inextinguishable Peak is about to have a queen. Shenjun is choosing a gift suitable for her.” He quietly swept a glance at Bai Zihao’s surprised expression. He pretended to sigh with feeling, “The person shenjun has set his eyes on must be the most beautiful woman in the world, right?”

He deliberately prolonged the word “beautiful woman” by half a beat.

Bai Zihao stared blankly for a long time. Finally, he remembered the appearance of the Medicine King Xianzun. He had a feeling that Kong Muhua must have misunderstood something. He explained, “The one shenjun likes isn’t a beautiful woman, but a man. I remember that he’s not exactly beautiful, but..”

“Don’t be jealous,” Kong Muhua interrupted him. In a particularly experienced manner, he comforted, “You should hurry and give up on shenjun. In any case, he’s already going to take a queen. Look at me more. Although I am not as good-looking as shenjun, I am crazy about you. The sky and sun can serve as witness..”

In the past, shenjun had taken Bai Zihao out of the Golden Phoenix Manor and personally taught him for a time. He used all sorts of cruel methods, and Bai Zihao persevered. After he cultivated to Core Formation, he began to take the initiative to remove some minor troubles for the god. Now, the Snowstorm Tower, which he ran, was an affiliate of the Inextinguishable Peak. They specialized in bounty tasks. In actuality, they were assassins under shenjun’s command. They specialized in eliminating those rats that hid in ditches or donned on human skin.

Kong Muhua always felt that shenjun treated Bai Zihao differently; he was a bit more patient. For the same mistake that others would be punished for severely, Bai Zihao’s punishment would be much lighter. Bai Zihao too held the god in high-esteem. Although he has always said that it was just a feeling of indebtedness, and had no other meaning. However, he would smile every time he mentioned shenjun, and his eyes would be filled with the light of admiration..

He was a little jealous, but he couldn’t be jealous anymore. He couldn’t compare to the god in any aspect..

Kong Muhua felt entangled. “You’re really not sad?”

Bai Zihao did not understand: “Why would I be sad?”

Kong Muhua once again emphasized, “Shenjun already has someone he likes.”

Bai Zihao smiled and said, “He always has.”

He quietly touched his right wrist. The lessons he had learned remained clear in his heart. No one should indulge in wishful thinking.

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Three thousand years ago, the god of the Inextinguishable Peak brought countless yao cultivators to the Golden Phoenix Mountain Manor. The almighty Fen Shen cultivators fell one after another, and the extravagant, excessive manor turned into a hell of blood.

He was Jin Feiren’s Daoist companion at the time, and Jin Feiren wanted to take him with him to flee. They tried many magical artifacts and teleportation formations.

However, the flame barrier not only sealed off the entire manor, but also spread out in a perimeter of a hundred li. There were strange enormous vines underground, and the sky was filled with red butterflies exuding an aura of death. A mental probe covered the entire area. Shenjun seemed to know Jin Feiren’s tricks like he knew the back of his hand. He clearly considered every possible means of escape, leaving no gap.

Jin Feiren was forced to fight, and he had Bai Zihao hide himself.

But Bai Zihao didn’t know where to hide. Everywhere he turned, was dazzling red. The stench and the severed limbs made him choke and brought wave after wave of nausea. He had never seen so many dead people, such a miserable sight. The yao cultivators of the Inextinguishable Peak were killing, the cultivators of the Golden Phoenix Manor were also killing. Even the cultivators who were guests of the manor, in their despair, transferred their resentment onto Jin Feiren, thinking that he was the one who had provoked this disaster. They wanted to kill him and Bai Zihao to vent their anger.

The beasts in this manor all lost their reason, they indulged in their vilest instincts. The scene became more and more chaotic.

Bai Zihao sensed these terrifying thoughts and he was brought to tears from fear.

His mind went blank and he couldn’t think of anything. Finally, he ran to the courtyard where he had lived when he first entered the manor. Here, there was a small dungeon especially for punishing new slaves who were disobedient. When Bai Zihao first came, he had been disobedient and was locked in here as punishment. This dungeon had left a deep impression on him.

This dungeon was soundproof and light-proof..

Few people outside the Golden Phoenix Manor knew of this place.

Bai Zihao smeared his face with blood, and then quietly hid in the courtyard. He found that most of the slaves here had run away in the chaos, and the remaining few stayed rooted on the ground, crying, at a loss as to what to do. He took everyone into the dungeon and released the slaves that were locked in there. He told them of the situation outside, and then arranged a barrier to hide their presence. Everyone hid together, trembling, hoping to find a chance to escape after the massacre had subsided.

But, misfortune did not let them go.

Several cultivators found this dungeon and raised their butcher’s knife.

They dragged Bai Zihao out and said that before they died, they wanted to taste the person at the peak of Jin Feiren’s heart; what did a water-type single spiritual root taste like.

Although Bai Zihao had not been deprived of his cultivation, most of his energy these past years had been spent on flower arrangements, tea tasting and appreciation, painting and calligraphy and other such literary pursuits. Jin Feiren also taught him, saying that his body was too weak and that he would not make progress in his cultivation. The only way to progress was through using pills. He believed all the things Jin Feiren said, and quickly acknowledged that he was a good-for-nothing. Only by happily serving a man in bed and making him happy, could he make his life comfortable..

Now, facing these atrocities, he didn’t even have the power to resist.

In the Golden Phoneix Manor, he has seen many of the slaves being treated this way..

He didn’t dare to resist, nor could he. He could only close his eyes, pretending not to see; pretending that if he endured through these things, they would pass; after he gets used to it, he’ll feel good.

Everything he encountered now was retribution..

Bai Zihao forced himself to close his eyes, to relax his body, to let his robe be torn away. He waited for the terrible things to come.

He just has to endure and it will pass. These things were the same as catering to his master. He will slowly grow to like it. Even if he was beaten or violently treated, he will adapt. Endure and it will pass..

But..

“I don’t want to!” Bai Zihao opened his eyes and exhausted all his courage. Like a dying rabbit, he madly bit the hand that wanted to ravage his body.

How could he bear such a thing? !

His little resistance was useless and he was given a heavy slap to the face. The tip of his tongue was bitten and blood seeped out. He was confused and disoriented. The little bit of courage he had gathered with great difficulty disappeared. A beast then grabbed his hair, dragging him to the table and pressing him down on it. He spouted a lot of disgusting words, saying that he was going to kill him here, that he was? going to continue to serve men on his way to the Yellow Springs.

Bai Zihao cried silently. He had tried his best, but it was useless..

He didn’t want to struggle anymore. He would just die like this.

He gave up hope and when he was preparing to let them do as they pleased, several beautiful red butterflies flew in, illuminating the dark dungeon. It looked like the gentlest scenery in hell. Immediately afterwards, he watched in a daze as the red butterflies fell on the heads and bodies of the beasts. The beasts’ bodies slowly rotted and they howled in agony.. Bai Zihao slowly climbed up from the table in amazement. Looking stupefied at the scene before him.

The god walked in slowly from the main door.

The pure white snow feather cloak was stained with a few drops of blood. The animal skin gloves were stained, and beneath the layer upon layer of veils, those emotionless dark golden phoenix eyes looked at him coldly.

Bai Zihao realized that most of his robes had been torn off, revealing the traces of when he had been tossed about in bed during these past few days. He cut a very sorry figure. He bowed his head and in fear, avoided that pair of seemingly familiar eyes. He trembled all over. The Golden Phoenix Manor was massacred. As the manor lord’s Daoist companion, he had no chance to survive.. He only prayed that he could die quickly and not be made to suffer too much, to endure terrible things.

He dared not look at anything..

Shenjun turned his head away from him, letting the yao cultivator behind him take him and the slaves away, sending them to the main hall to await how they would be dealt with..

On the way, a yao cultivator threw him a gorgeous golden embroidered robe, so that he wouldn’t be so showy and be so disgraced.

Bai Zihao didn’t dare lift his head. He was afraid of staining other people’s clothes. He carefully wiped off the blood, put on the robe, and straightened the neckline. But failing to live up to his own expectations, tears fell onto the embroidery, dyeing it with color. He apologized, embarrassed, “I’m sorry, I don’t seem to be able to compensate you..”

There was no one behind him, only the sound of the wind, as a wing pierced the empty space. Amidst the sound of the wind, someone faintly said, “Idiot.”