Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Xie Chenzhou, are you being childish?

At Sang Nian’s strong request, Wen Buyu was forced to abandon his dream of becoming a helmsman and step down.

Xie Chenzhou slapped away Chu Yao’s outstretched hand, adjusted the course of the flying boat towards the compass, and sped up.

Chu Yao rolled her eyes and deliberately complained to Sang Nian in a loud voice:

“Let him steer? Don’t you think his name is particularly unlucky?”

Sang Nian: “What’s unlucky about it?”

Chu Yao: “He’s called Xie Chenzhou.”

She emphasized: “Chen, Zhou.”

Sang Nian looked at the flying boat beneath her feet and froze.

Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder in the sky, lightning flashed through the clouds, and the flying boat began to shake violently as the airflow surged.

Sang Nian: “…”

No way…

Chu Yao: “I told you! His name is unlucky!!!”

A gust of wind mixed with ice crystals swept past the barrier on the surface of the flying boat, causing ripples in the barrier, which was on the verge of collapse.

Wen Buyu used a spell to stabilize the flying boat and turned back to them:

“This wind is not normal. You guys go inside the cabin first.”

Chu Yao agreed and shouted to Su Xueyin:

“A Yin, let’s go in!”

Sang Nian also pulled Xie Chenzhou:

“Let’s go.”

Xie Chenzhou looked into the distance, his eyes gloomy:

“Something’s coming.”

Sang Nian was startled and followed his gaze.

The sky was as dark as night, and the occasional flashes of lightning suddenly illuminated the darkness. In the swirling clouds, something snaked its way through, rapidly approaching the flying boat.

“Boom——!!!”

Another thunderclap accompanied by lightning struck. In the blinding light, Sang Nian finally saw the thing clearly.

Her pupils constricted.

It was…

Two chains.

The other ends of the chains extended into the clouds far away, their length unknown. The chains were about the thickness of a wrist, covered in light blue ice crystals.

The next moment, it swung high, and slammed down towards the flying boat’s barrier.

“Crack——”

The barrier let out a mournful cry and shattered instantly.

Everything happened so quickly, in the blink of an eye, a chilling coldness swept over them.

Everyone lost their balance and were blown about.

The wind cut Sang Nian’s face like a knife, it was painful.

She was still holding Xie Chenzhou’s sleeve. Just as she was about to let go and grab the railing, a sudden feeling of weightlessness came over her.

The wind howled in her ears, and the solid floor beneath her feet was gone, replaced by emptiness.

Sang Nian reached out in vain, trying to grab onto something.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed the back of her collar.

The speed of the fall slowed down until it stopped completely.

She dared to open her eyes and saw Xie Chenzhou above her, with a sullen expression.

He was standing on a glowing obsidian sword, holding her by the back of the collar with one hand, and he was steadily suspended in mid-air.

Suddenly, she was tearful:

“Xie Chenzhou.”

Xie Chenzhou’s expression was sarcastic: “I can’t afford to be thanked by Miss Sang.”

Sang Nian sniffled and said dejectedly:

“No, can you hold me somewhere else? Or you can let me stand behind your sword. My neck feels like it’s broken, I’m about to die.”

“By the way, thank you for saving me. I’ll give you 100,000 spirit stones as a thank you gift later.”

Xie Chenzhou: “.”

His face became even more stinky, and he flung her behind the sword.

The sword swayed slightly, as if it was unhappy.

This was Sang Nian’s first time riding a sword. She was already scared, and this swaying made her even more terrified. She slowly crouched down to lower her center of gravity, and reached out with trembling hands.

She tightly hugged Xie Chenzhou’s leg.

Xie Chenzhou: “…………”

“Let go,” he said.

“No,” she said.

“Let go,” he gritted his teeth.

“Alright,” she conceded.

They were still very high above the ground. Sang Nian gathered her courage and stood up.

She hugged Xie Chenzhou’s lean waist tightly, stammering:

“This… this should be okay.”

A warm body suddenly pressed against her back, and Xie Chenzhou’s expression froze:

“Let go of me!”

Sang Nian panicked, “I can’t touch this, I can’t touch that. What, are you a hedgehog?”

Xie Chenzhou’s face was ashen, his chest heaving rapidly. He was about to say something, but suddenly stopped.

She was trembling.

He paused, his face cold, and drove the sword towards the ground.

Below was a vast icy lake. It was called a lake, but it was like a sea, with no end in sight, terrifyingly large.

Cold air turned into white mist and lingered over the surface of the lake. The surroundings were silent and still, as if isolated from the world.

They landed on the ice, Sang Nian thanked him, then immediately let go and stepped back a few paces, putting some distance between them.

Xie Chenzhou: “Heh.”

Sang Nian was so cold she stomped her feet: “What are you ‘heh’-ing about? You didn’t want me to hold you before, now you’re being sarcastic because I’m not holding you. Xie Chenzhou, are you… are you alright?”

Xie Chenzhou flatly threw out three words:

“I’m not sick.”

Sang Nian didn’t want to argue with him: “Forget it, let’s hurry and find Senior Brother Wen and the others. I don’t know how they are, if they’re injured.”

Xie Chenzhou raised an eyebrow and sneered:

“You’re so concerned about him, you’re already calling him Senior Brother before you’ve even entered the Xiaoyao sect to become a disciple.”

Sang Nian was inexplicably irritated:

“I can call whoever I want, Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Senior Brother—what’s it to you? Mind your own business.”

Xie Chenzhou’s face darkened, and he said sarcastically:

“I wouldn’t dare to interfere with Miss Sang, and I wouldn’t dare to.”

With that, he turned and left.

Sang Nian gnashed her teeth: “Xie Chenzhou, are you being childish?”

As soon as she finished speaking, the ice cracked without warning.

With a deafening roar, the ground beneath her feet gave way, and her body plummeted straight down.

The icy lake water rushed in from all directions, filling her mouth and nose. She was instantly submerged.

Her ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton, she couldn’t hear anything.

In the second before she lost consciousness, Sang Nian slowly opened her eyes.

The lake water was as clear as a mirror. She saw the reflection of the young man in black in the water, swaying back and forth with the ripples.

He was looking down at her, motionless.

She could even imagine his expression.

He must be happy.

After all, the person he hated was finally going to die.

“Splash—”

The mirror suddenly shattered, and the young man fell into the water, his face sullen as he swam towards her.

His long black hair spread out in the water, looking like some kind of seaweed.

Sang Nian couldn’t help but sigh.

His hair is so nice.

Yujing, Wanxian Alliance.

In a palace surrounded by immortal clouds, a man who was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, his face changed.

He stood up from the meditation cushion, rushed out of the palace gate, and summoned two Taoist boys:

“Go inform the Alliance Master, someone has entered the Xumi Realm.”

The Taoist boys obeyed, and rode immortal cranes towards the small island floating in the sky.

The man was full of anxiety.

After a while, the young Taoist boy came back and bowed his hands:

“Reporting to the Palace Master, the Alliance Master said it doesn’t matter. ‘She’ is about to reach her end today. We only need to send Senior Brother Xiao to investigate and see who the intruder is.”

The man was stunned for a long time.

‘She’ is going to die…

Coming back to his senses, he tightened his grip on the whisk in his hand, and said in a low voice:

“If that’s the case, then let Chenzhou go.”