786 14.62 Last Violet Star – Death Valley (6)

Hei Anjing did nothing except watch as his maternal uncle murdered Cao Rumin right in front of him. At the scene, he showed no emotion. He saw no relation between his death and that of that man. Even the brutality with which his uncle, Xue Yueguang, had murdered Cao Rumin didn’t surprise him.

As the man who killed, the spouse of Xue Yueguang, such a death is inevitable. Anyone who dared to injure a person of the Xue Bloodline would never be pardoned, especially if it included the person with whom they had successfully consummated the Dao Marriage.

“Good morning, Uncle. You’re awake,” Hei Anjing said.

Xue Yueguang asked with a soft smile, “When have you descended, Wu’er?”

Hei Anjing tilted his head and gave his uncle a gorgeous but expressionless glance as usual.

Hei Anjing replied, “Mom mentioned that she lost contact with uncle and urged me to look for you as an afterthought while looking for A’Xia.”

“You’re still the same as always with that poisoned tongue of yours, eh? Wait,” pondered Xue Yueguang.

He quickly discovered the strangeness that had been bothering him ever since he first met Hei Anjing when he suddenly gripped his nephew’s cheeks and took a close look at his face.

In response, Xue Yueguang said, “Wu’er, you! Your emotions?! The Hei Lineage’s curse... how can you... Wait? That man who killed the devil ten years ago... Is it you?! You temporarily severed your soul connection with your chosen other half just to kill the devil?! Why didn’t you just kill it with the vessel?”

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“Can’t kill, the vessel is the father of A’Xia,” Hei Anjing retorted.

Not asking things further after Hei Anjing’s other half was involved, Xue Yueguang found himself choking on the very air he was breathing, he sighed and asked, “How long will this divinity last? Urgh! What is this I can’t breathe!? Just how thin is the qi in this realm?”

He suddenly had a white veil covering half of his face, just like Hei Anjing. The only time his respiration returned to normal was when the veil was pulled over his nose.

Sigh~

“It’s understandable that you wear a veil because coexisting with divinity in this world is difficult,” said Xue Yueguang.

“Uncle, please resuscitate your other half, the effect of my blood would last for half a day,” remarked Hei Anjing.

“My divinity has long since been exhausted, but my initial objective was to bring Yunya to the Upper Realm following self-destruction, so I can’t thank you enough for this help,” Xue Yueguang said.

“If I hadn’t met your kid, I don’t know how long uncle would have been imprisoned in his own body,” Hei Anjing said. “But didn’t Uncle’s soul get sealed in your body because of carelessness?”

Upon receiving the news about his kid, whom he left for the (Blue Fleeting Cloud Sect) Lan Zhuayun Sect at such a young age, Xue Yueguang’s eyes light up with excitement.

According to his calculations, his son is now a teenager.

“It’s been a while, I wonder if my son would still recognize me. You’ve met A’Fan?! How is he? Did he grow up healthy? Did the (Blue Fleeting Cloud Sect) Lan Zhuayun Sect accept him as a disciple?”

Hei Anjing was unresponsive to all of his inquiries and said what he wanted to talk about instead.

“I’ve brought him here along with my dao companion’s foster son and other followers of the Crimson Cloud Peak-owned A’Xia, but I had them practice fighting a horde of zombies first. I threw the three of them at the edge of Death Valley with two guardians to watch over them. Uncle can just ask when you met him, right?”

Hei Anjing stated, “I’ve already awakened the Xue Bloodline in A’Fan. But because he is mixed, his regeneration is a little delayed, nevertheless, he is born with immortality and Heavenly eyes. I’ve assisted him in awakening his immortal physique because of the consequences of Heavenly Eyes that weren’t under control. His state is now stable.”

“Thank you. I will take care of the remainder after we exit this terrible valley. Wu’er, have you heard anything about the Fan Clan?” Xue Yueguang said.

Hei Anjing replied, “The Fan Clan had perished a few years after you and your dao buddy had vanished. The rumor says they were murdered by the Xie Clan’s remnant, but A’Xia feels the Fan Clan’s destruction is a little strange.”

Xue Yueguang gritted his teeth in disgust, “I was only being hopeful. Then as Cao Rumin indicated before, he really made the Fan Clan extinct, with the exception of Yun Fan. That bastard!”

“Your wrath is pointless because the man is dead,” Hei Anjing said.

“You are honest,” Xue Yueguang responded.

Chun Hongyun-Jun eventually arrived as the uncle and nephew were conversing. Jin Shiyan, who is terrified, and Fan Yunya, who is still alive, are following him. Cao Rumin’s control over Fan Yunya vanished after his passing. Fan Yunya’s initial power while he was alive remained, regaining awareness of his soul since he harbored so much resentment before he passed away.

Yun Xiajie turned a blind eye to everyone and hurriedly moved near Hei Anjing. He gave him a bear embrace right away and gave him a reverent forehead kiss.

“Jing’er, I brought him for you even though it appears unnecessary to capture him,” said Chun Hongyun-Jun. “Have you found your uncle?”

While holding Yun Xiajie’s hand and introducing him to his uncle, who was standing next to his lover, Hei Anjing nods his head.

Hei Anjing introduced his elder first to his lover, “Xue Yueguang, my mother’s younger brother, who also happened to be the father of Yun Fan.”

“He is my chosen other half and Dao Companion. His name is Yun Xiajie; you may call him Jieye.” introduced his uncle to his beloved.

Chun Hongyun-Jun bows respectfully to his elders while the two exchange nods.

“Yun Xiajie owes Uncle Xue respect.”

“Nice to meet you too, Jieye. Let’s talk more later. Uncle had something urgent to do first,” Xue Yueguang remarked. “This uncle had to thank you for looking after my son, Yun Fayun, and my nephew, Hei Wuan.”

Yun Xiajie said, “No problem. Please go ahead,” rather than asking what he needed to accomplish.

Everyone watched as Yun Xiajie’s company, the silent living corpse, approached Xue Yueguang.

It was Fan Yunya, Xue Yueguang’s dao partner. Unfortunately, he had been dead for a very long time and had fully turned undead.

A broken human ice figure was lying on the ground as Jin Shiyan, who had been told to accompany Chun Hongyun-Jun to this location, arrived. He was astounded to discover Cao Rumin among the broken pieces of ice.

He said, “Brother, did you,” but Hei Anjing shook his head.

He responded, “Not me. Uncle did it. After all, he had destroyed his life, and he deserves to die beneath Uncle’s sword,” replied Hei Anjing.

“What are we going to do at this point?” questioned Jin Shiyan.

Hei Anjing answered, “Wait. Until Uncle finishes reviving Uncle-in-law.”

Asking, “Revive a living corpse?” Chun Hongyun-Jun.

Before he started explaining the qualifications for it, Hei Anjing said, “Um. It’s feasible, but the requirements are exceedingly stringent and only people with Xue Bloodline can do so.”

In other words, only those who were picked as their other half had a chance. “First, a Dao connection between the one with Xue Bloodline.”

“Divinity and an awakened Immortal Physique are the next.”

“The Xue’s heart and blood are necessary, and the purer the blood, the better.”

He sliced his wrist after hearing Hei Anjing’s explanation, took a cup of his own blood, and then gave it to Xue Yueguang.

Nearby, Yun Xiajie noticed that his beloved’s cut wrist had already healed when he glanced at it.

The wound vanished in a fraction of a second.

Gently kissing his lover’s wrist, Yun Xiajie said, “Does it hurt?”

Hei Anjing reassured A’Xia, “No, everything is fine. Don’t worry. I don’t feel uncomfortable.”

“I don’t want to see you wounded,” said Yun Xiajie. “Can you promise me, Jing’er? Even if the wounds can heal quickly.”

Hei Anjing declared, “I swear, unless it’s something I can’t prevent, I won’t get wounded.”

Having been showered with dog food, Jin Shiyan couldn’t help but sulk. He has spent years incarcerated here and misses his son and wife. His kid, who had only turned one when he died in battle, had never even met his family before coming back to life. He feels quite unfortunate in his life.

Not far from them, Xue Yueguang gratefully accepted the blood from Hei Anjing and smiled at his stoic husband. The fondness in those light blue eyes was impossible to miss. He is madly in love with the man in front of him, as everyone can see.

I must start the process of your rebirth, so my love, lie down on the ground for me,” said Xue Yueguang.

Fan Yunya, the undead, screams out in a scratchy voice that sounds like he hasn’t spoken in years, “Y-Yu-e’er.”

This breathing corpse fixes its unblinking gaze on Xue Yueguang. It seemed as if he had lost everything and that the only person he would remember was the man standing in front of him.

He cautiously extended his stiff hand to the man’s cheeks but halted when he saw his black nail was about to touch the silky flesh.

As soon as she saw him hesitating, Xue Yueguang held his hand back and placed it on his cheeks. Fan Yunya is dead, and his body is cold. However, Xue Yueguang rubs his face on the man’s palm as if he couldn’t feel the coldness of the hand on his cheeks.

“Let me handle everything, okay? Just lie down,” Xue Yueguang urged.

Fan Yunya, the undead, did what his wife asked and lay down, but his eyes never stopped staring at him. Xue Yueguang is giving him such a tender gaze that he isn’t even aware that ice has frozen his neck, legs, and wrist to the concrete floor.

Fan Yunya asked Yue’er, “What are you planning to do?” without hesitating.

Xue Yueguang remarked, “Don’t worry, it wouldn’t hurt. I’m scared you might stop me from reviving you. You might reject it if I don’t bind you to the ground.”

In contrast to Hei Anjing, who came from the Hei family and had a high pain threshold from birth, Xue Yueguang does not. Despite having an everlasting body, he is nonetheless capable of feeling pain. He is not like Hei Anjing, who wouldn’t even flinch if he tore off his own arm.

In order to kiss his husband’s icy lips, Xue Yueguang bowed his head. Even if Fan Yunya’s body at the moment isn’t all that different from an actual corpse, there was no hesitancy. Hei Anjing and the others stood in the background. They observed as Xue Yueguang cut open Fan Yunya’s chest with a knife that suddenly materialized in his palm.

Incredulous, Jin Shiyan questioned, “What the heck is he doing?”

“He needs to get his heart replaced,” Hei Anjing replied casually.

Everyone witnessed Xue Yueguang firmly inserting his right hand into Fan Yunya’s chest and removing his lover’s original dried-out, rotting heart. As he criticized their movements, his expression was icy.

Hei Anjing’s comments were not fully understood by Jin Shiyan, who then asked the question that had just entered his mind.

Jin Shiyan questioned, “Wait, you said he was going to replace his heart, whose heart is he going to put in exchange?”

Without pausing, Hei Anjing responded, “His own heart.”

Jin Shiyan exclaimed, “WHAT!?”

They could see what Hei Anjing had casually suggested playing in front of them. Xue Yueguang cut above his chest as he tore open his robe. He chewed his bottom lips till they bled while making every effort to hold back his screams of misery. His knife’s icy, cutting edge tore through his skin and created a hole directly over his heart. Even though the entire process took less than an hour, it seemed like an eternity to Xue Yueguang. His body was in excruciating discomfort, nearly unbearable. He had cold sweat running down his face.

Fan Yunya was astounded by this scene and struggled as Xue Yueguang had predicted. He was unable to escape because of the ice chains around his body, and all that came out of his mouth were grotesque grunts.

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Roar~ grr!! Raarr~

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