Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 128 - 128 128 A Car Comes from the North Drenched in Blood

128: Chapter 128: A Car Comes from the North, Drenched in Blood 128: Chapter 128: A Car Comes from the North, Drenched in Blood As the electric flash surged intensely, myriad mysterious auras wrapped around it, shifting instantaneously.

Even Li Xuan, with his keen, experienced eyes, could not make out what it was in the instant he looked over.

All he saw was the thing wrapped in the electric flash, like an arrow of a shooting star, slamming directly beneath the haughty elite disciple.

A muffled sound emerged.

Wei Chiyou’s screams pierced the night sky, as he toppled heavily from his followers, clutching the torn flesh between his legs, snot and tears flowing, blood soaking the area below him, sending a chill through the other disciples in the palace, their scalps tingling with dread.

Wei Chiyou bit down hard on his cheeks, the excruciating pain bringing him to the brink of despair, his eyes filled with overwhelming hatred, “Ahhh!

You dare to cripple me!

Whoever you are!

I swear with the three thousand disciples of Gushan, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth until you are dead!!!”

He writhed on the ground like an eel unearthed from the soil, convulsing violently.

Through tear-blurred eyes, he spotted something sticking out of the ground in front of him: a delicate and elegant white jade rod, its surface adorned with the auspicious patterns of clouds and Qilin outlined in luxurious gold thread.

This rod was usually nothing more than a simple accessory operated by some girl’s delicate hand to part bead curtains and veils.

However, this girl was not simple.

She came from Shifang City.

She was the richest young lady under the heavens.

So even her white jade rod, mundane enough to just part bead curtains, could be used to kill someone.

The golden hollow patterns on the rod were Qilin Talismans, engraved by a famous talisman master from Shifang City, requiring only a thread of Spiritual Energy to activate the might of the Qilin inscribed within.

Even though the girl’s own strength was only at the Seeking Tao Realm, should she wish to bully someone, even those at the Chengling Realm would be unable to stop her.

Footsteps approached, drawing nearer amid the cries.

Li Xuan’s complexion changed, his face flushing with suppressed excitement as he turned to look.

Indeed, against the vast, profound darkness of the night and flanked by the silhouette of the looming mountains, nine pure white unicorns radiated a brilliant divine light, moving like clouds under their feet, followed by a golden chariot, as if descending from the Moon Palace.

The flush of excitement on Li Xuan’s face intensified.

If one were to say, among the Four Seas and Eight Desolates nowadays, the ones who could contend with the Taixuan Sect, apart from the Tianxi Sword Sect and the Cangwu Palace, it would only be that tremendous and imposing city amidst the icebound and snow-muted vastness of ten thousand miles: Shifang City.

The number one city in the world, truly deserving of its reputation.

Li Xuan had not forgotten that this young miss from Shifang City had been friends with Jiujiu since childhood.

Yet, he never expected that this high-and-mighty lady would actually come all this way to Bi Mountain and get involved in this chaotic affair.

Now that Jiujiu was in trouble, if he could get her help, it would certainly be far more reliable than seeking assistance from a third-rate power like Gushan.

Hope rose in his heart as his eager eyes never strayed from the chariot.

Amidst the ongoing groans and roars of Wei Chiyou,

Finally…

The bead curtains of the carriage were parted lightly by a snow-white jade hand, and the girl’s voice came through again, “No, wait a moment!

We’ve arrived!

Truly, we’re here at Feiyun Mountain!

At least hold on for the last moment, don’t throw up!

Oh my goodness!”

Her tone was no longer calm or teasing but filled with panic and disarray.

It was not the captivating figure of the girl emerging behind the parted bead curtains, but rather a young man vomiting blood uncontrollably.

He tumbled out weakly, gasping for breath, relieved as though he’d narrowly escaped death.

Only after a moment did Fang Geyu exit the golden chariot with a sour expression, her white crane robe stained with patchy blood.

Even her delicate pale cheek was spattered with droplets of bright red, which appeared enchantingly beautiful under the darkness of night.

Despite her distaste, seeing Baili An’s blood-spewing appearance brought a flicker of pity in her beautiful eyes.

With a huff, she still pulled out a clean handkerchief from her bosom and passed it to him.

Li Xuan was stunned by the scene before him.

When had this young mistress from Shifang City ever allowed a man to ride in her golden chariot?

Li Xuan remembered that even her two close brothers had never been given such treatment.

And this young man, vomiting blood so frightfully, could it be he suffered from some debilitating, chronic injury?

Considering that this young man had traveled with Fang Geyu all this way, Li Xuan felt it was only right to show some concern.

“Uh…

has this young brother suffered some injury?

I have plenty of Healing Holy Medicine in the mountains and Medical Practitioners; perhaps they could help him.”

Fang Geyu, however, merely waved her hand, her gaze towards Baili An filled with speechlessness and indignant frustration, “No need.

This guy isn’t injured, he just…

just…”

She gritted her teeth, truly embarrassed for him, “He’s just seasick.”

Li Xuan: “…”

It was a matter of urgency, when Fang Geyu let Baili An get into the chariot, she didn’t give much thought to propriety between men and women, especially since there was plenty of space within the chariot, enough to comfortably accommodate five or six people lying across.

But who would have thought that as soon as the unicorns summoned the divine clouds and soared into the sky, this guy’s face turned green, vomiting blood, splashing it all over her.

Fang Geyu was stunned!

At that moment, she thought he had some old ailment or hidden sickness.

After several inquiries, she realized he was just…

seasick, seasick from riding in the chariot!

You, as a Cultivator at the open Yuan Realm, are actually seasick in a chariot.

How embarrassing!

Li Xuan said, “Uh…

seasickness can cause vomiting blood?”

Fang Geyu rolled her eyes in exasperation.

This guy’s peculiarity was that while others vomit yellow and white filth from seasickness, he vomited pure blood.

It was as if he was dying, scaring everyone to death.

After catching some cool night air, Baili An felt much better.

His usually pale face even became slightly flushed with embarrassment.

He had slept in a coffin for hundreds of years, not realizing he would suffer from seasickness.

Now, he truly felt utterly humiliated.

“That…

Miss Fang, I’m truly sorry for soiling your clothes.”

Fang Geyu’s crescent-like eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the natural disdain that came with her expression became even more vivid as she frowned.

She was about to continue her cold and mocking words, but she caught sight of his pale, blood-stained face, a pitiful sight indeed.

The words reached her lips, but she stopped herself just in time, snorting, “Take care of yourself first.”

At that moment, Wei Chiyou was also helped out of the palace by his subordinates.

He glared at Fang Geyu’s uniquely beautiful face with resentment, “You will pay for your actions today.

I am Wei Chi…

the senior brother from Gushan…”

Before he could finish, Fang Geyu cut him off with a cold gesture and a glance that said she’d rather be looking at dead flies:

“Don’t start with that ‘I am this’ and ‘I am that.’ Even if your grandmother were here, she’d have to kneel and beg for forgiveness.”

At her blunt blockade, Wei Chiyou’s face contorted with fury, “Seize this insolent woman!”

“Yes!”

Dozens of disciples surged forward, seeing her Seeking Tao Realm cultivation and displaying utter disdain.