# Chapter 1014: Rescinding the Order
Compared to Yun Che whose body was scorched by burning heat, Mu Feixue's body emitted a pure, cold aura. Having been knocked down and violated by Yun Che, she did not resist. Her eyes stared blankly upward, numbly accepting the fate that had been sealed.
Another tearing sound—"rip"—and Mu Feixue's snow-white gown shattered into pieces in an instant. Her flawless jade body was completely exposed to the air, reflecting a skin-glow as dazzling as ice and snow beneath Yun Che's bloodshot eyes.
She lay quietly beneath Yun Che, her jade body bared, without struggle, without a trace of seduction. She was like a snow maiden born from a blooming heavenly pond ice lotus—still beautiful and holy even as she was defiled by a beast who had lost his reason.
The crimson in Yun Che's pupils multiplied several times over. With an uncontrollable low roar, he lunged forward, his hands covering down, heavily grabbing and kneading the snow-white, flawless flesh on Mu Feixue's chest. Her brows knitted in pain.
At the same time, Yun Che's head lowered urgently, biting directly onto her lips... In that instant, their eyes almost touched.
Yun Che's pupils blazed as if flames burned within, the light restless and violent. Mu Feixue did not close her eyes; her gaze was slightly unfocused, yet still like still water—cold, holy, and carrying a heartbreaking melancholy...
Just like Chu Yuechan back in the Dragon God Trial Ground, pinned beneath him, unable to resist.
In that moment, it was as if countless lightning bolts violently struck his eyes and soul. Yun Che let out a strange cry, rolling off Mu Feixue, clutching his head, thrashing on the ground, howling in agony.
All the veins on his forehead bulged, like earthworms struggling in despair. His blood-red eyes, after that complete loss of control, miraculously regained a trace of clarity. After a long shout, his right arm suddenly rose trembling, fingers splayed, and he slammed it fiercely into his own chest.
Puff!!
The five fingers, filled with all his strength, stabbed deeply into his chest, gouging five deep blood holes. Five streams of blood shot out. The excruciating pain restored even more clarity in that moment. He desperately crawled and rolled away from Mu Feixue...
"..." Mu Feixue silently rose, staring blankly at Yun Che, who writhed in pain yet struggled to move to the corner farthest from her. A trail of bright red blood marked where he had crawled.
"Knock... me... out..."
Crouching in the corner of the ice chamber, Yun Che suddenly spoke. But those three words were hoarse, hardly human—more like the voice of a desperate beast.
"..." Mu Feixue did not move, not even remembering to cover her exposed jade body. A bloodstain marked her cherry-colored lips... left by Yun Che.
Her profound strength was completely sealed by Mu Xuanyin. Even if she wanted to, she could not possibly knock Yun Che unconscious.
"Hurry... ah!!"
Yun Che roared in frantic agony. The remaining clarity told him that his last shred of reason could be completely swallowed by desire at any moment.
I... cannot...
Cannot!!!
Yun Che's eyes suddenly stretched to their maximum. A deep blue image of a true dragon briefly appeared on his body, accompanied by a world-shaking dragon roar enough to make heaven and earth tremble.
"ROAR!!!"
Releasing the Dragon Soul, Yun Che's mind suddenly regained great clarity—enough to at least mobilize sufficient power.
"AAAAHHH!!" Yun Che concentrated all his strength into his right arm without hesitation and savagely slammed it against his own temple.
BOOM!!!
The force of that punch was so heavy that it shook the entire ice chamber.
Outside the ice chamber, Mu Xuanyin, who was meditating, suddenly opened her eyes.
That's... true dragon aura!?
Mu Xuanyin's gaze instantly turned toward the ice chamber below. Because the source of this true dragon aura was actually inside the ice chamber! Her figure flickered, and she appeared before the ice chamber in an instant. With a sweep of her palm, the ice wall in front dissolved.
The scene before her caused her gaze to freeze for a moment.
In a corner of the ice chamber, Yun Che sat slumped in a twisted posture, his body covered in blood. The five blood holes on his chest had stopped bleeding but were still shocking.
His eyes were open, but his gaze was nearly completely unfocused—he was half-unconscious. Mu Feixue's profound power had been sealed, so the only one who could hurt him was himself.
Mu Feixue stood in another corner, her snow-white dress completely shattered, her jade body glowing like flowing snow, causing even Mu Xuanyin to inwardly admire. But although her body bore traces of abuse, her primordial yin aura remained pure.
On the ground between them stretched a long trail of blood.
"..." Mu Xuanyin stood there silently for a long time before slowly stepping forward and walking to Yun Che's side.
Her snow-white hand descended, gently pressing against Yun Che's chest. Icy cold energy silently flowed in, quickly dispersing the rampaging Qiu Dragon blood energy within him.
Mu Feixue stood there, staring fixedly at Yun Che. The light in her ice-cold eyes was no longer tranquil but unprecedented in its chaos. When she first faced Mu Xuanyin, she forgot to bow.
Under Mu Xuanyin's cold energy, Yun Che's breathing finally ceased to be so scorching, his body stopped convulsing, and the pain on his face gradually faded.
"Che'er, why—even so—would you not touch Feixue?"
Mu Xuanyin asked in a low voice.
Earlier, she had been angered by Yun Che's defiance and ingratitude, forcibly injecting him with Qiu Dragon blood and sealing him and Mu Feixue in the ice chamber. But now, facing Yun Che, who had endured the torment of Qiu Dragon blood for two full hours without truly taking Mu Feixue and had wounded himself all over, she should have been even more furious... yet for some reason, she could not bring herself to be angry.
Yun Che's lips parted. He was nearing unconsciousness but still retained a faint awareness: "If it were someone else... disciple... would obey Master's orders... but her... disciple... cannot... must not..."
"Why?" Mu Xuanyin asked.
"Because... she... resembles... Xiao Xiannü..."
Yun Che's voice stopped. As he murmured the name "Xiao Xiannü," his expression suddenly became shrouded in pain, lingering for a long time.
"Xiao Xiannü? Who is she?" Mu Xuanyin's gaze stirred. Among the words Mu Bingyun had told her about Yun Che, this name did not appear.
"She... is no longer... in this world..." Yun Che's will grew hazier, but his voice became even more pained.
Because that was the deepest, most painful, most guilt-ridden, most untouchable place in his soul.
Mu Feixue: "..."
"..." Mu Xuanyin was momentarily speechless. The Qiu Dragon blood energy had been completely expelled. Her palm slowly withdrew from Yun Che's chest.
"Disciple... begs Master... to rescind the order..." Yun Che's face was pale, his eyes slowly closing. "Otherwise... if Mo Li finds out... she will... hate me..."
His eyelids closed completely, and Yun Che finally fell unconscious.
These words came from the depths of his soul, but since his consciousness was drifting, he would not remember what he had said upon waking.
Mu Xuanyin stood up, then slowly turned to face Mu Feixue.
"Feixue, tell your grandfather that the previous decision is cancelled."
There was no anger, no authority. As the words left her mouth, even she herself was surprised at how easily she had rescinded the order.
Especially since it was a decree she had issued as sect master in front of everyone during the Sect Assembly.
The restrictions on her body silently disappeared. Mu Feixue lightly brushed her hand across her chest, and a new snow-white gown covered her bare jade body. She gave a slight bow but did not respond, turning to leave.
"Wait!" Mu Xuanyin suddenly spoke again. After a brief pause, she said slowly, "Call Huanzhi over instead. I have matters to discuss with him."
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Bathed in the falling snow, Mu Feixue walked out of the Holy Temple in solitude. Then she stopped, silently gazing at the pale white world before her. But her heart could no longer be as still as the snowfield.
"What kind of person... is he really..."
She murmured softly.
Xiao Xiannü... one no longer in this world... yet for her sake, he would rather endure tremendous torment, rather injure himself, rather defy the sect master's orders...
Do I really resemble her that much...
Once, her world was nothing but pure ice and snow, without a single flaw or speck of dust.
But that man, who would rather suffer unbearable pain than touch her under the sect master's orders, had in an instant deeply imprinted his figure into her heart and soul... perhaps never to be erased.
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Mu Huanzhi hurried to the Holy Temple in a panic. Just as he reached the main entrance, he saw Mu Xuanyin standing with her hands behind her back, her gaze cold and clear, as if waiting for him.
Mu Huanzhi quickly stepped forward, bowing from a distance: "Huanzhi pays respects to the Sect Master. For keeping the Sect Master waiting, Huanzhi is deeply apprehensive."
"Rise," Mu Xuanyin's voice pierced through the wind and snow, carrying a hint of weariness.
"Huanzhi, I called you here because there is something I need you to do."
Mu Huanzhi stood upright, nodding: "Please instruct, Sect Master."
"Regarding Feixue..." Mu Xuanyin's gaze was icy with a touch of complexity. "Her matter with Yun Che is set aside for now. However, without my permission, you must never betroth Feixue to anyone!"
The last sentence was clearly stern. Mu Huanzhi's heart jumped, and without time to think, he quickly nodded: "Yes."
"What I need you to do is find four items."
Mu Huanzhi's attention sharpened, straining to listen... For the Sect Master to personally task him with finding these things, they had to be extraordinary.
"The four items are: a Qilin Horn, a Wood Spirit Pearl retaining at least seventy percent of its spiritual power, a Nine-Star Buddha God Jade, and... a complete Royal Immortal Herb!"
Mu Huanzhi had been listening intently, but when he heard "Wood Spirit Pearl," he looked up in surprise. Then "Nine-Star Buddha God Jade" and "Royal Immortal Herb" made his throat audibly gulp.
A Qilin Horn aside—"Wood Spirit Pearl" is the life source of the Wood Spirit race. Once removed, the Wood Spirit dies and its soul dissipates. With the Wood Spirit race being hunted in large numbers and becoming increasingly rare, the price of Wood Spirit Pearls has naturally soared. Moreover, since hunting Wood Spirits is universally acknowledged as against righteous principles, Wood Spirit Pearls are always sold privately, and no one dares to trade them openly. So now, obtaining even one Wood Spirit Pearl is extremely difficult... let alone one retaining at least seventy percent of its spiritual power.
Alternatively, one could hunt Wood Spirits themselves... but such an act against heaven's way is something righteous profound practitioners—at least openly—would not do.
If a Wood Spirit Pearl was at least still possible to obtain, then "Nine-Star Buddha God Jade" and "Royal Immortal Herb"... those were things that basically only appeared in records. One might not even hear a rumor about them for several thousand years. Even for upper-level star realms, obtaining them would be exceedingly difficult.
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[A precautionary note: Next week I'm going to Japan for the Vertical-and-Horizontal annual meeting. It will take a while; I won't be back until the 20th. So as for updates during this period...]
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