# Chapter 721: Finally Meeting
Yun Che did not look back.
Ever since entering the Shenhuang Empire, the person he most feared seeing was Feng Xue'er.
It wasn't that he didn't want to—rather, he couldn't... or perhaps, didn't dare.
Moreover, every time he came to Phoenix City, every time he killed another member of the Fenghuang God Sect, it became harder for him to face Feng Xue'er.
She was a member of the Fenghuang God Sect, the daughter of Feng Hengkong, and the most dazzling jewel of the entire Shenhuang Empire... and she also occupied the softest place in his heart. She was the greatest "spiritual obstacle" to his arrival in the Shenhuang Kingdom this time.
"Xue'er..." Yun Che murmured softly. His inner calm, which had not wavered even in the face of the entire Fenghuang God Sect, was now in complete turmoil.
Feng Xue'er's snow-white dress fluttered in the turbulent, scorching air currents. Her hands, white as snow, pressed tightly against her lips, and her face—beautiful enough to put even celestial beings to shame—was completely drenched by freely flowing tears.
Yun Che's low murmur, barely audible in his emotional turmoil, was like a gentle breeze, yet it caused Feng Xue'er's emotions to burst their banks. With a tearful cry, she rushed toward Yun Che, teardrops scattering like brilliant stars falling from the night sky.
At that moment, the fire prison in the sky, the upheaval in Phoenix City, the crisis enveloping the entire city... all of it was forgotten. In her tear-misted gaze, only Yun Che's figure remained within the entire world.
"Snow Princess..."
"Xue'er! Don't go near him!"
Feng Xue'er's arrival caught everyone off guard. But her actions shocked and bewildered them even more, followed by expressions of terror.
From below came at least thousands of simultaneous cries of alarm, but they could not make Feng Xue'er's movement pause for even an instant. Her white dress billowing, she flew toward Yun Che like a moth to a flame, wrapping her arms tightly around him from behind. Her tear-streaked face pressed firmly against his shoulder. She closed her eyes, savoring the scent and presence that belonged only to Yun Che, and murmured as if in a dream: "Brother Yun... I'm not... dreaming, am I... Brother Yun..."
"..." Yun Che's entire body tensed. The murderous aura that had been suppressing all of Phoenix City uncontrollably dissipated like a breached flood at her soft cry. Even the anger, resentment, hatred, and even the satisfaction of revenge within his heart were completely enveloped by something too warm and gentle.
"Snow... Snow Princess..."
"Th-this... this, this, this..."
"What... what is going on? What has happened?"
...
The people of the Fenghuang God Sect were completely stupefied. They stared blankly upward, frozen, as they watched Yun Che and Feng Xue'er embrace tightly. Their mouths were wide open, and their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Feng Xue'er was the most precious jewel of the Fenghuang God Sect, the heaven-sent treasure and only princess of the Shenhuang Empire, the sole true inheritor of the Phoenix God in the present age, and the future second Phoenix God of the Fenghuang God Sect!
Her talent, her status, her nobility, her bloodline, her beauty... all were unmatched in the world. Such a Snow Princess was a nearly mythical figure of perfection within the Shenhuang Kingdom, and she also received the utmost love and protection from the entire sect. Before she turned thirteen, she was under the personal protection of the ancestral Phoenix God, and even Feng Hengkong could hardly see her. After thirteen, even princes and elders could not approach her within half a step.
And now... their Snow Princess, who was like a star in the sky, was tightly embracing a man from outside the sect—and she had taken the initiative to hold him, crying like a spring of tears for him.
"Xue'er! Leave him at once!" Feng Ximing's eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaving as if about to burst. He wasn't too surprised that Feng Xue'er had suddenly returned—after all, such a huge commotion would be enough to disturb the Qifeng Valley. But he never dreamed that the first thing she would do upon returning was to embrace Yun Che.
Feng Ximing felt as if every part of his body was about to split apart. An indescribably intense rage... and jealousy made his mind spin. Even when Yun Che had pushed him to the brink earlier, his hatred for Yun Che had not been this absolute...
Because he, as the Crown Prince of Shenhuang and Xue'er's elder brother, had never even touched her fingertips!
Rage surging to his head, Feng Ximing let out a beast-like roar from his throat and suddenly leaped into the air, charging forward.
Feng Tianwei's gaze darkened. He reached out and forcefully pulled Feng Ximing down, slamming him hard: "Do you want to die?!"
"Ming'er, stop making a fool of yourself!" Feng Hengkong said in a deep voice, staring at Feng Ximing, who was getting up from the ground with a contorted face. But his own hands were clenched tightly, and the pain twisting his face was no less than Feng Ximing's.
Feng Xue'er's tears for Yun Che after waking up had disturbed him. And when he suddenly learned that Yun Che was not dead, a murderous intent surged up with extreme intensity.
Today, what he had most feared and dreaded had finally happened... and it was far more thorough and shocking than his many conjectures and speculations.
"What in the world is... going on?" Feng Tianwei's face was frighteningly dark. How could a man who had lived for hundreds of years, once a king of a nation and a master of a sect, not discern that Feng Xue'er's actions toward Yun Che went far beyond mere "life-saving gratitude"?
He could hardly believe that she would shed tears for a man, that she would take the initiative to embrace a man.
She was Xue'er... the future "goddess" of the Fenghuang God Sect!!
"..." Feng Hengkong's twisted fingers clawed at his own head as he said painfully: "This is why... I had to kill Yun Che..."
"Xue'er must have been bewitched by him... Kill him... Grandfather, you must kill that bastard Yun Che! Kill him!" Feng Ximing grabbed the corner of Feng Tianwei's robe, his voice and expression as pained as if he were being sliced to pieces.
"..." Feng Tianwei's brows trembled violently. He took a heavy breath and looked up again, then furrowed his brow and muttered to himself: "Xue'er's aura... why has it changed so much..."
No one in the world could bear to see Feng Xue'er's tears. The maiden's tears that kept falling onto his shoulder soaked through Yun Che's outer robe, touched his skin, and deeply penetrated his heart.
After a long stiffness, Yun Che finally turned around. He raised his hand, cupped Feng Xue'er's tear-streaked face, and gently wiped away the teardrops that fell for him one by one. Feng Xue'er, so close before him, looked exactly the same as three years ago—not a single change in her appearance. Her crystal-dotted, snow-white face was as beautiful as a dream.
"Xue'er... have you and Chan'er been well these three years?"
Feng Xue'er's eyes were misty with tears as she stared at him in a daze. She wanted to smile joyfully, and she also wanted to hold him and cry hard: "As long as I can see Brother Yun... I will always be well... I... I thought... I would never see Brother Yun again..."
"I still have a promise to fulfill for Xue'er, so how could I never see you again? These three years, I was just taken on a trip by the Primordial Mystic Ark." Yun Che said with a light laugh.
"Mm..." Feng Xue'er smiled through her tears. Her blooming smile, adorned with glistening tears, instantly dimmed all the radiance between heaven and earth.
The fire prison in the sky baked Phoenix City, and below, the entire Fenghuang Sect was tense. Yet amidst all this, there was a warmth between Yun Che and Feng Xue'er so thick it overshadowed all the heat. The minds of the Fenghuang elders and disciples were completely blank. Feng Ximing bit down so hard his teeth bled, and his will, which he had strained to hold together, completely shattered. He roared like a wild beast: "Yun Che! Let go of my imperial sister!"
"Xue'er, leave him! Leave him now! He will kill you!" Feng Ximing had nearly lost all reason.
Feng Ximing's roar also snapped the stunned Fenghuang Xuan practitioners back to alertness. Feng Tianwei spoke solemnly: "Xue'er, leave that man immediately and come to Grandfather! He is too dangerous!"
Feng Xue'er gently wiped the tears from her face and smiled with genuine joy: "Grandfather, Brother Crown Prince, you need not worry. Brother Yun would never harm Xue'er."
"No! Xue'er, you don't understand!" Feng Hengkong raised his hands and said in a trembling voice: "He is not the Yun Che of three years ago! He is now a madman, a terrible demon! Do you know that in just these past few days, he killed your fourteenth brother, your thirteenth brother, and also your ninth and eleventh brothers... all killed by Yun Che!"
"And they died in the most miserable way, not even leaving behind their bodies!"
"Also the Great Elder, Second Elder... and even the two Supreme Elders, Tianqing and Tianyu—all killed by him!" Feng Ximing continued Feng Hengkong's words, shouting with all his might: "Even the Imperial Father was severely wounded by him! He even wants to destroy our entire Phoenix City... the flame domain in the sky is what he uses to annihilate our Phoenix City! Xue'er, get away from him quickly! He really is a demon, an irreconcilable mortal enemy of our entire sect!"
Feng Xue'er had never seen Feng Hengkong and Feng Ximing so frantic. She was exceptionally intelligent, and naturally could see what was happening here. But everything was pushed out of her soul by Yun Che's presence. Now, hearing the cries of her imperial father and elder brother, her gaze was hazy, and she shook her head in bewilderment: "No... that can't be. Brother Yun would never do such things."
Yun Che: "..."
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