Carven Jade [Fan Translation Ch. 44+]

Chapter 48: You're the smartest

Fu Changling coldly stared at the old ghost on the stage, to his side Qin Yan supported him, saying quietly beside his ear: "There's still shijie, don't worry."

Qin Yan's voice was very quiet, warm air blowing against his ears, lightly stirring up his emotions.

Qin Yan supported him to stand up, Fu Changling staggered and Qin Yan hurriedly pulled him up, so he leaned on Qin Yan's body, all of his body weight laid on Qin Yan's body.

"Sorry..." Fu Changling spoke slightly apologetically, Qin Yan supported him, calmly saying: "No matter. Why don't I send you back?"

"That won't do," Fu Changling pulled him to a stop, "shijie is coming out soon."

Qin Yan hesitated for a minute, and it was at this moment that there was the urgent sound of a drum. Everyone looked towards the sound of the drum, seeing a group of people slowly walking up the city gate tower from outside the city.

The man at the head of the group had a black cloak embroidered with the sun and the moon in gold draped over his shoulders, and an imperial crown with twelve hanging stones. The ghosts of the Thousand Bones Cliff didn't have faces, only a clump of black fog, with green eyes and a vague silhouette showing through the fog, the gender differentiated by their ghost qi and figure.

This person's ghost qi was immense. The only person within the White Jade City with this kind of dense and thick ghost qi was Xie Shen.

The person behind Xie Shen was Xie Yuqing. Xie Yuqing had light makeup on her face, her long hair combed into a topknot, a golden hair ornament inserted on both sides of the topknot, wearing a red Chinese robe embroidered with phoenixes, carrying a sword in her hands, following after the youth clad in black.

The group of people walked up to the city gate tower, following, a deep and resounding voice like the muffled thunder of winter, rumbling as he spoke: "Who is the winner?"

After receiving these words, Mei Wuya lifted a hand, bending the other in front of his body, lightly bending his knees and bowing at his waist, respectfully saying: "Your Majesty, this humble servant is Mei Wuya."

"Mei Wuya."

Xie Shen's voice carried a few parts mockery: "How shameless, coming up even at your age."

Mei Wuya lifted his head, his previously indistinguishable voice changing into a scholar's mild tone as he said: "Your Majesty, when this humble servant died, I was only twenty three years old."

Xie Shen began loudly laughing. He turned around, seemingly saying something to Xie Yuqing. Xie Yuqing's expression did not change, only calmly taking off the Chinese robe on the outside, handing it to the attendant beside her, only wearing a thin white garment. She lifted her sword, tapping with the tip of her toes, directly jumping down from the city gate tower.

"Shijie is wearing a head full of hairpins," Shangguan Mingyan felt a little anxious as he watched, "will it hinder her?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the woman suddenly draw out the hairpins in the middle of the air, her fine black hair coming undone, crashing down like a waterfalls, those hairpins going straight towards Mei Wuya like rainfall!

Mei Wuya gasped, flipping in the air to dodge past those hairpins, and before he landed on the ground, a sword directly pointed towards his front.

Even though Xie Yuqing was a woman, her sword's movements were firm and strong, having great control. Her sword directly smashed down, Mei Wuya didn't have time to dodge, only able to forcibly resist, but to his surprise, in the moment while he was defending himself, boundless sword intent enveloped him, throwing him out on the spot. Mei Wuya's sword stabbed into the ground, slashing the ground all the way back, barely controlling himself just before he fell off the martial arts stage.