บท 24: Rey
Mu Huizhong sighed.
'..This woman I love...This man will find you...'
Master was she worth it?
After not receiving a reply from Mu Huizhong, Ling Fan shook her head.
Crazy woman's even lost in her own world.
Turning to the men, she said, "You two worked hard. Show me to our fallen brothers."
The men nodded, "Please follow us."
Swoosh!
Ling Fan disappeared into the entrance.
Not even a breath later, like howling wind, the Fairies arrived one after the other. Seeing Ling Fan had already continued, the Fairies fervently chased after.
The other men huffed up as Mu Huizhong still mulled over her thoughts.
"Leader Fierce Saber, her grace moves the heart," said one man.
"Humph! Does she compare to how my Leader Fierce Spear eats," said another.
"You men are blind. My Leader Fierce Fist is the mightiest. Just the other day, she slammed this fellow into you fools."
Sheepishly, another man said, "Fierce Alchemist..hee..she's my type."
Uniformly, all the men yelled "Fool!!"
"Just one of her so-called beauty products will melt you."
"Everyone, shut up and Go!!"
With a huff, the men trailed after the Fairies.
Mu Huizhong stood silent for several moments. Finally, a man cleared his throat. "Fierce Empyrean, this one worships power. The way you grind enemies into meat paste, strikes awe inside this man's heart."
Startled back into reality, Mu Huizhong said, "Che! Your not bad."
Twiddling his thumbs and looking a bit bashful, the man asked, "This one is willing to be your loyal follower?"
"Follower? We can accept you under a probationary period."
"There's a probationary period?"
"Indeed. This seat only accepts followers who exemplify cleanliness. If you think, you can be so clean that your innards come out white...then you may follow me."
This?
Several breaths later, the men brought Ling Fan to the opening. They had stopped abruptly using their arms to block the way.
"Leader, act cautiously. Not even a few steps ahead, the killing formation begins. Our-Our brothers died here."
Ling Fan gasped, before her she saw blood and body parts in all directions. She recognized a head. It was Two Ax.
In a furious flurry of wind, the Fairies arrived. Automatically, they formed a protective ring about Ling Fan.
"Everyone heed my command, no one moves without permission. Just ahead is a killing formation."
"Humph! Fierce Fist will punch her way through," said Qin Rong
Qin Rong's martial aura exploded and she was about to jump forward when she was stopped by Ling Fan's next statement.
Pointing, Ling Fan said, "Fierce Fist, go ahead and step out. Upon returning, bring Martial King Two Ax's head."
The Fairies hissed when they saw the man's bloody remains.
Qin Rong cupped her hands to Ling Fan. "Little Fierce, you saved this Qin yet again."
Like a dream, Mu Huizhong fleeted to the front.
Thwack!
Innumerable sparks sizzled and popped as the might of her swing met the killing formation.
"Qin girl, if you had walked in, Noble Brother-in-law would be burying you now. This formation is designed to prevent anyone below Grand Empyrean from entering," said Mu Huizhong.
Qin Rong's face lost all color.
Ling Fan asked, "Senior Mu, are you able to neutralize this formation? Like the Golden Path Empyrean, aren't you a formations expert?"
"With some additional investigation, this seat has the ability. However, with this level of a formation being used merely as a guarding mechanism...This seat suggests you think twice about entering."
A man ran up, cupping his hands. "Senior, please help us retrieve our fallen brothers."
Mu Huizhong looked to Ling Fan. "Young Miss, it appears we both need favors? Mhm??"
Ling Fan's face blackened.
Reluctantly, Ling Fan motioned her to the side.
"You just disabling this formation, alone falls extremely short of what you're asking this Young Miss to do," said Ling Fan.
Mu Huizhong bit her gait until her eyes popped out.
She's negotiating!!!
Casually, Ling Fan said, "Don't think I don't know you signed a Divine Contract with Zhu Shensheng. You strike me...Humph!..Let's just see how well being erased from the Multi-verse works."
"Che!!" exclaimed, Mu Huizhong as she looked away.
"Two conditions. Firstly, you start treating me respectfully. This most especially means no calling me hussy. Secondly, for directly lying to Brother Zhao when you obviously left to kill me....you work a year for this Young Miss."
Mu Huizhong jolted.
"Eh!..A year..impossible!?"
"You're mistaken if you think I need a favor more than you from me. Humph! I'll just repair and fortify the entrance and then setup a memorial tablet. You...You can go and return to Ninth Heaven. Then I'll kindly inform Brother Zhao why you were late to the prison."
"Hussy!"
"Pscyho B*tch!"
"I'll cripple you!!"
"Master can let you be a fly for the rest of your life."
"UHHHHH!!!"
"Humph!"
After the spontaneous negotiation, both looked way while huffing about.
The Fairies and men were to the side, whistling various tunes and chatting.
"The weather today, the days are finally getting colder."
"Big Sis, I'm hungry."
"This Tang could use a drink!"
"This Qin needs someone to slap her awake."
"Everyone, this Mo is now Fierce Spymaster."
A man slapped his thigh. "You're that Mo, the Gossip Princess!"
"Mhm!"
"Do you know the Gossip King?"
"Here, Big Sis brought you a snack. Quickly eat."
After several breaths, Mu Huizhong conceded defeat. Clearing her throat, she said, "This Mu agrees to your conditions, however, you must corroborate my story no later than tonight."
Ling Fan nodded, "I agree. From now on, we'll call you Fierce Psycho."
Mu Huizhong, gritted her teeth. "What's with all the code names?"
"Ah you don't know? We're a Hidden Force, so we have to keep a low profile."
"Then who's our boss."
"Ah, let me warn you, no drinking any of the wine. The Duchess will end you."
"Humph! Is the Duchess so powerful she can take on this seat?"
Ling Fan eyes brightened and she pulled out a scroll. Long ago, Brother Zhao had fulfilled his promise and sent her a signed portraits of her Boss Idols. Unfurling the scroll, Ling Fan smirked, "This is the Duchess."
Mu Huizhong visibly shook. After a bit, she grumbled, "Indeed she's strong."
In the signed portrait, Zhao Jia was in a battle. With one had she was lighting people up and the other was using her ruler to bash in heads. Zhao Jia's mouth was open which gave the appearance that she was cackling wildly.
Ling Fan sighed gleefully as she took a moment to admire the portrait.
Boss!
Rolling the portrait back up, Ling Fan said, "Fierce Psycho how about you open the path so you we can retrieve our fallen brothers."
Several hours later, Ling Fan returned to the Ling Clan manor. Earlier, Fierce Psycho briefly opened a path which allowed the men to retrieve the various body parts. Upon returning to the hideout, she commanded to setup funeral preparations for tomorrow.
Remembering, the banquet was happening to tonight, Ling Fan hurriedly returned home. Now she stood before a bronze mirror, and was being dressed my Mo Lai. Ling Fan was a bit frustrated. Earlier, Qin Rong was unable to discover any details regarding Zhao Ding. Her only consolation was that Mo Lai guaranteed her robes epitomized heroic beauty.
The only issue of concern was that Shensheng and Junjie were no were to be found. Didn't that mean the pair were causing trouble somewhere?
Ling Fan was pondering such things when while staring at the mirror, her image distorted. Like a dream, the mirror opened up into another world. Without thinking, she walked right through. Immediately, Ling Fan knew she wasn't in Third Chaos Heaven nor Bright Star World. Nothing about the world was familiar. She was in a park. On a park bench was a crying 4 year old boy. No one else was about.
Eyes softening, Ling Fan sat down. "Little Brother what's your name, why are you crying?"
With his face buried in his hands, the boy sobbed, "Rey, my-my name's Rey....I can't find my Daddy."
"How about you describe him and I'll help you look for him?" she asked.
Looking up he said, "Ok!"
However, not even an instant later, he exclaimed, "Who-Who's talking talking to me?"
Ling Fan frowned, "Me...Reina, I'm right here."
The boy shot up to his feet, looking about frantically. "Where are you!?"
Ling Fan was about to respond when the world distorted and she found herself standing before the mirror.
Turning about, she saw Mo Lai and said, "Sister, can you slap me?"
Mo Lai jolted.
What kind of request was that? Before she could respond, Wang Chunhua entered the Chamber. "Little Sister certainly looks the part of a princess!" she praised. "Patriarch has just arrived. He asks that we join him so as to attend the banquet."
Looking at the mirror, Ling Fan asked, "Just now, did anything strange occur?"
Both Fairies shook their head in negative.
She was about to ask another question, when Ling Ming's voice called, "Fan'er we have to go or all the good seats will be taken."
Ling Fan sighed. Whatever that was, she could only investigate later. Reluctantly, she said, "Roll out!"
As soon as Ling Ming saw her, he chortled. "Isn't this Father lucky to have such a cute daughter? Haaaahaa!"
Everyone shook their heads. Wasn't he the Emperor of Doting Fathers??
After a moment, Ling Ming regained his composure. "Let's go!"
Noticing Ling Wenyan wasn't about, Ling Fan asked, "Father, isn't Grandfather going?"
"Ah that...Your Grandfather is never included in these invitations."
"Is it because of what he does every year?"
"Mhm. That and also that he and Zhao Chen almost always get into a fight."
Reaching the breach in the wall, their entourage was about to cross over when Alchemist Liu and Yueng He-ping appeared. Both were disheveled and looked like they had been lost in the woods for a week.
"You two, what happened?" asked Ling Fan.
"Young Miss, It-It's that Zhao Ding!!" exclaimed Yueng He-ping.
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