Chapter 251 Winds of Snow Moon
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Snow Moon City.
Sikong Changfeng slumped on top of the table, already quietly asleep. Beside him was an empty flask of wine and his world famous dark golden spear.
Snow Moon City had been very empty lately. First Citymaster Baili Dongjun had disappeared for some time. Second Citymaster Li Hanyi also went missing after she left the city. Yin Luoxia and her disciple, Luo Mingxuan, were sent out to assist but didn’t end up going where they were supposed to. As for the disciples of the three citymasters, Tang Lian, Lei Wujie, Xiao Se and Sikong Qianluo, they had left and not returned to the city for a long time.
After the battle at Lei Clan Fort, the Tang Clan disciples that had been sent to Snow Moon City quietly departed. Lei Clan Fort’s disciples were also summoned back by the Lei Clan and rushed back home.
The last time Snow Moon City was so desolate was not long after the Demonic Cult’s Eastern Incursion.
Sikong Changfeng was dreaming.
In his dream, he was still a wanderer who held a long spear in his hand with a jug of wine hanging on the spear, and rode all over the land on his horse. When he was drunk, he would find a random place to sleep it off. When he woke up, he would look for a place where he could earn some reward, catch a few bandits and earn his meal. One couldn’t describe such days as good times, but they weren’t bad either. He was born a lazy person so there were very few things which could get him excited.
Until that day, when the young man in white appeared in front of him. He was supposed to be the type of person Sikong Changfeng detested the most. One look at his clothes and you could tell that he was rich, but what he said caused him to be less detestable.
"I've heard of you. You’re very famous."
"You arrested thirteen criminals in a row that the Guotong Prefecture couldn’t catch."
"People like you shouldn't be buried here like this. Come with me."
"Do you want to visit a city?"
"That is the largest city in the world, with the most beautiful women, the largest gambling den, the best wine, and the fastest horses."
"That city is called Heavenly Revelations."
Sikong Changfeng was holding his spear, and a jar of wine hung on the spear swaying with the movement of his own body. He did not hear everything the young man said. He merely heard "the most beautiful woman" before he was nodding his head vigorously. "Go! Go! Go!"
In his dream, he saw that most beautiful woman again.
The woman was playing her qin and she sat behind a curtain.
That was a place filled with brightly coloured decorations and beautiful girls were everywhere.
But Sikong Changfeng only had eyes for her.
"You can have any of the girls in here but you can’t have her. She is a grand teacher of the qin and many Princes of Heavenly Revelations City also want her."
Sikong Changfeng didn't believe it. He stepped forward and gently opened the curtain before him.
She was indeed a devastating beauty who could cause the downfall of a city. Sikong Changfeng wanted to take a closer look but he heard a voice say, “Get lost.”
In the next moment, he really got lost.
A lot of other things happened in between, like there was a fire somewhere, and people shouting about killing. He could also have been hit by several arrows and his whole body was covered with blood.
But those images simply flashed past. The next moment, he was riding a horse at full speed as if he was venting all of his anger. He rode wildly all day and all night without rest until he’d ridden over a thousand miles before he exhaled heavily with a sigh.
He had just stopped when a white horse caught up to him. That devastating beauty was sitting on that horse. She drew a sword from nowhere and slashed at him until he fell off his horse. Then, she immediately turned her horse around and rode back madly.
Sikong Changfeng was stunned for a moment. Then, he immediately flipped back onto his horse and once again, chased after her.
"Don't run away, ah. You came after me, so does that mean you agree with what I said that night?"
"Do you like me too?"
"Luo Shuiqing!"
"Luo Shuiqing… Luo Shuiqing… Luo Shuiqing…" Sikong Changfeng woke up from his dream, only to realise that the table was wet. He didn’t know when he’d shed so many tears. He wiped away his tears gently.
I dreamt of you again, Shuiqing.
Sikong Changfeng sat there, feeling a sense of frustration and loss.
After all, this person was no longer with him. Even dreaming about her would only add to his grief.
Suddenly, a light knock sounded from outside the door. Sikong Changfeng wiped his hand lightly, and the tears on the table evaporated instantly. He stood up and said, "What is it?"
The disciple outside the door reported respectfully, "Elder Yin and Luo-shixiong are back."
Sikong Changfeng replied, "I understand." He picked up his spear, opened the door and went downstairs.
Yin Luoxia and Luo Mingxuan stood there just like that. Luo Mingxuan's expression looked a little unsettled. In his heart, he was always awed by the Third Citymaster who held the true power of Snow Moon City. He knew that he’d left the city twice and both times, failed to bring his daughter home, and was afraid he would be punished. Yin Luoxia, on the other hand, was smiling with confidence as if she didn’t have the slightest worry in the world.
Sikong Changfeng looked at Yin Luoxia and sighed. "You said you were going to Unrivaled City to investigate, so what did you find out?"
"They have nothing to do with what happened at Lei Clan Fort," Yin Luoxia replied solemnly.
"No kidding!" Sikong Changfeng scolded, "Whether they did it or not, you could tell with one look, no? Unless Unrivaled City has gone daft in their heads, they would never do something like this."
Yin Luoxia sighed. "You saw through me but you don’t have to say it out loud. Can’t you consider the years of feelings between us?"
"You and I do not share any feelings. The one with feelings for you is Song Yanhui. A pity that he’s a thick-headed numbskull. He deserves to practice his sword for a lifetime and still lag behind Hanyi," Sikong Changfeng grumbled. "So, he didn’t dare to see you again?"
"He saw me." Yin Luoxia smiled widely.
Sikong Changfeng was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood. "So, it’s all over then. Luo Mingxuan."
Luo Mingxuan's entire body lurched in shock. "Yes, sir."
"What are you nervous about?" Sikong Changfeng frowned.
"This disciple was lacking and didn't bring Qianluo-shijie back!" Luo Mingxuan said with his head lowered.
"Since you can’t bring her back, then forget it." Sikong Changfeng flapped his hand. "She has someone she wants to chase too. I called you to advise you to train your martial arts well so that you don’t cause trouble for your shifu in the future."
Luo Mingxuan reddened. "Third Citymaster, you could tell?"
"Your injuries are not light. Your shifu helped to treat your injuries, but your qi has also been severely damaged. The two of you should go and rest. I will prescribe two doses of medicine for you so rest well and look after yourselves," Sikong Changfeng said.
"Third Citymaster!" A disciple ran towards him, gasping heavily as he ran.
"What's happened?" Sikong Changfeng asked.
"Second Citymaster… Second Citymaster is back!" The disciple reported hurriedly.
Sikong Changfeng’s expression lit up with joy. "Did she come back with a middle-aged scholar? Just let them in, why is there a need to report?"
"No, she came with a monk. It looks like Second Citymaster is in a coma, and that monk is standing outside the city gates with Second Citymaster in his arms."
"Monk?" Sikong Changfeng exclaimed in shock. "What kind of monk?"
"Very young, wearing a white monk robe. He claims to be from Snowy Peak Temple," the disciple replied.
Sikong Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and then he smirked. "It’s only been how long and he dares to come back so soon?"
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