Chapter 303: Master of Cangfeng Mystic Palace
"Ah! Junior Brother Yun... what are you doing! Why are you hurting yourself!"
Yun Che's action caused Cang Yue's face to turn pale with fright. Watching the blood beads rapidly flowing beneath the blade, she was panicked and heartbroken, at a loss for what to do. Throughout the entire process, Yun Che's expression remained unchanged. He looked at Cang Yue and said slowly, "Seeing me suddenly stabbed like this, your heart must ache, right? Just like how I felt when I saw you being married off."
Cang Yue shook her head forcefully, crying out loud: "No... it's really not what you saw! I never wanted to marry him, I just... I just..."
Yun Che shook his head and said, "I know. That's not what pains me either, because I know that even if I truly died, Senior Sister's heart would always belong only to me. What pains me is that you were degrading and hurting yourself... just like I am now by stabbing myself!"
"I... I..."
"This stab is to let you feel my heartache... and it's also the punishment I deserve. I gave you my promise, yet when you were most helpless and needed me the most, I wasn't by your side, forcing you to try to save your father by hurting yourself... and I almost lost you forever..."
Before being escorted to the Burning Heaven Gate, Cang Yue was going to end her life with that poisoned blade. If Yun Che had returned just one day later, he would never have seen her again.
Yun Che pulled out the poisoned blade that had pierced his chest and threw it far away onto the ground. The bleeding from the wound instantly stopped completely. He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Cang Yue's face. His voice could no longer maintain its calm, becoming infinitely soft and full of pity. The longing and worry he had felt for her during this time poured out through his eyes and voice: "Senior Sister... let me hold you properly... okay?"
"Wuu..." Cang Yue let out a heart-wrenching sob and threw herself into Yun Che's arms with all her strength, her arms clinging tightly around him as she burst into loud wails. All the pain, longing, despair, confusion, and fear of the past year or more poured out freely in Yun Che's embrace. Her cries were enough to break the hearts of everyone around.
Yun Che hugged her back, but did not shed tears. Instead, he smiled contentedly and thankfully. He was grateful that he had returned in time and had not let the irreversible scene happen; otherwise, he would not know how to face that terrible consequence. He patted her gently on the back and whispered, "Senior Sister... from now on, no matter what happens, don't ever do anything that wrongs yourself or hurts yourself again, okay?"
"Wuu... wuwu... I won't... I'll never do it again..." Cang Yue sobbed.
"And don't marry Fen Juecheng, okay?" Yun Che said with a smile.
"I... I won't marry him... I will never marry him... I only want to marry you... besides you, I don't want to marry anyone... I'd rather die than marry him..."
The corners of Yun Che's mouth turned up even more: "I'm back. Leave everything to me... Do you trust me... the man you chose for your whole life?"
"...As long as you are here, no matter what I do, no matter where I go, no matter whether the outcome is good or bad, I am not afraid of anything... With you here... I am truly not afraid of anything..."
At this moment, people from the imperial palace hurriedly arrived. The curtain of Cang Wanhe's carriage was lifted, and the first thing he saw was Yun Che and Cang Yue embracing each other. Qin Wushang and Qin Wuyou had long been wide-eyed, filled with shock and joy.
On the other side, Fen Juecheng's lungs were about to explode. His face had turned completely the color of pig liver. On his wedding escort day, the princess Cang Yue, who was supposed to return with him to the sect for marriage, jumped off the phoenix sedan chair in front of him, in front of countless people, and hugged another man, crying inconsolably and making vows of eternal love...
This was more humiliating than wearing ten green hats in a row! The face of the Young Sect Master of Burning Heaven Gate was being trampled into the mud!
"Seeking death!"
Fen Moran's old face darkened, and he let out a furious shout. The void trembled, and the temperature around instantly soared. He raised his hand, about to strike, but the air in front of him suddenly twisted, and a figure blocked his path.
"Fen Moran, after more than a decade, you've really regressed, actually making a move on a junior who isn't even twenty!"
"Lord Dongfang!" Fen Moran snorted coldly: "This is a matter between my Burning Heaven Gate and this brat. You'd better step aside, lest you draw fire upon yourself!"
Dongfang Xiu smiled faintly: "Yun Che is a disciple of my Cangfeng Mystic Palace. As its master, of course I..."
"No need!"
It was Yun Che who suddenly interrupted Dongfang Xiu. He held Cang Yue's hand with one hand, his eyes calm as still water: "Lord Dongfang, I thank you for your kindness, but this old man is right. This is a matter between me and the Burning Heaven Gate. It has nothing to do with the imperial family or the Cangfeng Mystic Palace! You don't need to meddle in this... What you most need to do is protect the people you should protect."
"Senior Sister, protect yourself!" As Yun Che's voice fell, he gently pushed the hand holding Cang Yue, sending her flying toward Dongfang Xiu. Dongfang Xiu's profound strength was at the Half-step King Xuan realm, unmatched by anyone present. With his protection, no one could harm Cang Yue.
Yun Che's words stunned Dongfang Xiu, but he immediately understood that Yun Che clearly did not want the imperial family and the Cangfeng Mystic Palace to break openly with the Burning Heaven Gate. He intended to bear this huge front of the Burning Heaven Gate alone. He was about to say something, but when his eyes met Yun Che's terrifyingly calm gaze, he swallowed the words that were about to come out, lifted Cang Yue, and slowly flew back toward Cang Wanhe's carriage: "Since that's the case, then I won't meddle anymore... Haha, let me see what kind of storm you, known as the most outstanding disciple in the history of Cangfeng Mystic Palace, can stir up this time."
The appearance of Lord Dongfang had just allowed many admirers of Yun Che to breathe a sigh of relief, but in the blink of an eye, Yun Che displayed an arrogance that was simply incomprehensible, "driving away" Lord Dongfang... He was just a nineteen-year-old youth, about to face the Burning Heaven Gate alone? What could he use to face two thousand elite Burning Heaven Gate disciples... and eight Heavenly Xuan realm experts... including two peak late-stage Heavenly Xuan realm experts!
Did he think he was a god!
"Hahaha! I've long heard that you are an arrogant brat who doesn't know the meaning of death. Truly well-deserved reputation!" Fen Moran laughed loudly and was about to make his move.
But Yun Che didn't even look at him. He grabbed the Dragon Gate, stared at Fen Juecheng, and said coldly, "Fen Juecheng, you know best who caused Fen Juebi's death. I had no enmity with you originally, yet you plotted to kill me. I'll spare settling that account for now... But Princess Cang Yue is my senior sister, my lifesaver, and my woman! You, Fen Juecheng, are not worthy of even a strand of her hair. If you want to marry my Senior Sister Xueruo, you must first pass my test. Otherwise... tuck your tail between your legs and crawl back to your Burning Heaven Gate!"
As his voice fell, Yun Che suddenly made the first move. He swung the Dragon Gate and charged directly at Fen Moran, who was in the front.
"Seeking death!"
A junior actually dared to take the initiative to attack him, a peak powerhouse standing at the summit of the Cangfeng Empire. Fen Moran let out a disdainful laugh, raised one hand, and purple flames burst between his fingers. He was about to grab Yun Che as he rushed toward him, but suddenly his eyes blurred, and Yun Che in front of him instantly split into four...
Without warning, without any fluctuation of profound energy, and these four figures were completely identical—no difference in appearance or aura, not even the slightest!
Fen Moran had lived for decades and had never seen such a bizarre movement technique. In his brief moment of shock, Yun Che's true body flashed past Fen Moran's side and shot straight toward Fen Juecheng.
A renowned elder of the Burning Heaven Gate had been dodged by a junior with a single movement, without even a moment's delay. He was so furious he nearly burst his lungs. Turning around, he roared in exasperation, "Cunning little brat... protect the Young Sect Master!"
As Yun Che approached at high speed, the Burning Heaven Gate disciples swarmed forward, each wielding fiery blades, conjuring sky-filling fiery dragons that converged toward Yun Che...
Among these two thousand Burning Heaven Gate disciples, a full thirteen hundred were at the Spirit Xuan realm, and seven hundred were at the Earth Xuan realm.
Such a massive and luxurious elite team, with their continuous and dense attacks, posed a threat even greater than the combined might of eight Heavenly Xuan realm experts.
But today, they were facing Yun Che.
Yun Che's heavy sword specialized in dealing with large numbers of enemies!
The more enemies, the more the power of the heavy sword could be unleashed to its fullest.
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