Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1101 - 691 Lady Wen

Chapter 1101: Chapter 691 Lady Wen

Amidst the collapsing buildings and swirling dust clouds, the hundred-zhang Qilin Wolf, clad in scale armor, loomed like a mountain. The sound waves emanating from its maw continued to decimate the still-intact streets surrounding the Government Office.

Everything happened too abruptly.

In the battle against Mu Nuo, the people within the Government Office were already at the end of their rope. After Xu Yuan awoke and led Mu Nuo away, they finally had a brief respite to tend to the wounded and bury the dead. And it was at this moment that the Qilin Wolf suddenly went berserk behind them.

Looking up at the giant wolf howling at the moon before him, Sizi Jing tried to rise but found that he was so weak he couldn’t even move a finger.

He was too weak.

Yet, upon realizing this fact, Sizi Jing instead felt a sense of serenity.

In this battle of Saints, he had already done all he could. What followed would be up to fate.

However, considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, the odds of his survival were slim.

At this thought, a trace of resentment uncontrollably welled up in his heart.

Resentment toward that Third Young Master.

From the very beginning, he felt that the other party should not have waged such a reckless, futile war.

Yet resentment was one thing; Sizi Jing did not hate the other’s choice.

"A general’s success is built on countless bones."

He understood this well. He had achieved his high position by treading such a path himself.

Now becoming one of the bones beneath someone else’s feet was, naturally, to be expected...

Gazing at the rampaging giant wolf, Sizi Jing suddenly thought he should leave some final words, like those who sacrificed their lives to make their mark in history.

But no matter how long he pondered, he could think of nothing worth saying; nor had he ever had such aspirations.

To die quietly in the dark as the Prime Minister’s shadow—so be it...

Although he told himself so, Sizi Jing found he couldn’t shake off a lingering regret in his heart.

Climbing all the way to the Prime Minister’s inner circle, he thought he would finally get to witness the world that the Prime Minister often spoke of.

But in the end,

he still ended up dying ahead of time...

As his consciousness grew blurry, Sizi Jing vaguely heard the voice of the Commandery Princess.

Hoarse, and filled with desperation.

"You can’t handle that beast—forget about me and save the others!"

The Commandery Princess wasn’t dead?

The Qilin Wolf’s sudden strike just now had clearly been aimed straight at her.

Was it Mu Xingchen who intervened?

This eldest son of the Mu Family was indeed skilled, but in his current state, taking that ambush for the Commandery Princess likely left him with little hope of survival...

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Sizi Jing suddenly felt someone dragging his body.

It seemed someone was trying to save him amid the rubble and rising plumes of smoke.

Forcing his eyes downward,

Sizi Jing saw the swaying of a ponytail in front of him...

Grasping Sizi Jing’s collar, Xu Mengxi glanced back at the elder brother who had already died along the way. She fought to suppress the turmoil in her heart and transmitted her voice into the sky:

"Commandery Princess, I’ve gathered the others. I’ll first take them to the Tang Residence in the northern part of the city to settle them!"

"......"

Before Li Junwu could answer, the Qilin Wolf’s massive claw slammed down with terrifying speed.

So fast.

So fast that by the moment Xu Mengxi noticed it, the claw was already right before her!

"Boom————"

Amid the scattering dust,

Li Junwu, blood spilling from her lips, lifted the massive wolf paw with one hand. Her keen eyes glanced at the dumbfounded Xu Mengxi behind her, and almost through gritted teeth, she spat out a single word:

"Go."

"...." Xu Mengxi.

Gripping her palms slightly tighter and using her Origin Qi to carry the bodies of the three Transcendents, Xu Mengxi dashed away in an instant.

At the same time, trickles of blood seeped through Li Junwu’s skin as her hoarse voice roared:

"Jia Yi... can you explain why the Qilin Wolf has gone mad?!"

As her words fell, the power of the military formation manifested around her. Her fingertips embedded themselves into the Qilin Wolf’s paw, and a blade formed from the formation pierced through its descending claw in an instant!

The Qilin Wolf instinctively withdrew its claw in pain.

Seizing the opportunity, Li Junwu leaped into the air, but her previous attack seemed to have only driven the enraged Qilin Wolf into an even greater frenzy.

The surging Sacred Origin around the Qilin Wolf erupted continuously, forming Holy Origin Gang Winds. In mere moments, these winds carved countless sharp marks into Li Junwu’s ornate armor.

Once again, Li Junwu forcibly gathered the power of the military formation using a secret technique.

But in the next moment,

she felt a massive force slam into her without any warning.

What was happening?

With the power of the military formation, she could clearly observe the Qilin Wolf’s every move.

Clearly...

Clearly, the stupid wolf hadn’t lifted its claw.

Nor were there any fluctuations of spellcraft.

What had hit her?

Before the thought fully formed, Li Junwu’s figure was already flung away by the tremendous force!

The slender figure traced a faint shadow in the air before crashing into the ruins several li away, sending up a sky-high plume of smoke and debris.

"Awoooooo!!!!!!"

A wolf’s howl resounded through the city as the giant wolf charged forward, shaking the earth and mountain, heading straight for Li Junwu’s landing point.

But before it could arrive, a gust of qi suddenly dispersed the rising dust in the ruins.

A graceful silhouette wielding a long halberd emerged from the crater’s center.

With the power of the military formation bolstering her, Li Junwu hadn’t been injured by the Qilin Wolf’s attack, yet a large mouthful of blood escaped her control and spilled out.

The backlash from forcefully commanding a military formation of twenty thousand soldiers was beginning to take its toll.

Wiping the blood from her lips, Li Junwu silently counted down in her heart and realized that their remaining time was almost up. Her beautiful eyes flickered with a trace of melancholy as she stared at the approaching monstrous wolf with helplessness.

So it had come to this after all.

But to use her trump card on such a foolish wolf seemed like a waste...

Letting out a soft breath, Li Junwu half-closed her eyes, directing her gaze toward the graceful figure outside the West City walls.

At this moment, that gracious woman happened to be calmly watching her as well.

Their gazes intertwined midair.

Li Junwu’s eyes were filled with killing intent.

The woman with the Wen surname, however, completely disregarded her determination. Her thoughtful gaze seemed pensive.

It was as if she already knew Li Junwu’s trump card, yet cared not in the slightest.

Li Junwu wasn’t angered by this—there was no time to be.

Instinctively,

she turned her gaze toward East City, yearning for one last glimpse of him.

But the sight she was presented with left her feeling a sense of loss.

Her eyes were blocked by the towering city walls of East City, which seemed to reach the heavens. What was once a source of pride for her now felt obstructive and infuriating.

Shaking her head lightly, Li Junwu turned her gaze back to the terrifyingly close monstrous wolf. She pressed her lips into a faint smile and murmured:

"We agreed it was the last time I’d rely on you, but it seems I’ve let you down yet again. Only this time, you truly can’t come to the rescue..."

As she spoke,

the rapidly activating Life-Defying Blood Therapy caused her ear-length short hair to visibly grow longer.

The sudden transformation of the military formation technique within her also sent a clear signal to the twenty thousand soldiers linked to the array. The sound of shattering glass echoed through the drill ground, and faint medicinal aromas quickly permeated the air.

Fixing her gaze on the hundred-zhang monstrous beast, Li Junwu instinctively gripped her long halberd. Her red lips trembled slightly as her voice resounded:

"Zhenxi Army, take the Vigor Energy Pills..."

"Take your goddamn pills, you bastards!"

The simplest of curses exploded in the air,

accompanied by a piercing sound of something tearing through the sky.

It was a blood sphere.

As if transcending time and space itself,

The blood sphere streaked across the sky—past the city walls, past the Government Office—crossing a dozen li in an instant.

At this moment,

The charging Qilin Wolf seemed to sense something, casting a hesitant glance at the blood sphere coming from afar.

Yet it was already too late for the beast to evade,

The blood sphere over its massive frame exploded into a radiant sea of crimson thorns.

Like a torrential rain pouring down, countless blood spikes descended from the sky, penetrating the Qilin Wolf’s body. The immense force brought its momentum to a grinding halt, nailing it firmly to the ground!

"Awoooouuuuu!!!!!!"

The vicious blow roused an even greater frenzy within the Qilin Wolf, which howled in defiance, straining against its injuries to rise once more.

Under the enormous pressure of its Sacred Origin, the crimson thorns embedding its flesh began to loosen and crack.

The Qilin Wolf, slowly but surely, propped itself up, its neck craning as it prepared to unleash a howl at the heavens...

"Boom!!!"

A shadow fell from above, slamming directly onto its face and driving its head into the earth.

Threads of blood condensed above into three colossal swords of blood crystal. Locking eyes briefly with the giant wolf’s gaze, Xu Yuan sneered and muttered:

"So, you think turning black triples your strength, huh, you dumb wolf?"

Without giving it another moment,

The three blood swords plunged through the Qilin Wolf’s throat, heart, and skull. As the swords embedded deeper into its flesh, the Death Dao Charm seeped in, extinguishing any chance of the beast resisting further.

When he finally lifted his gaze, Xu Yuan caught sight of a certain idiot standing nearby with her halberd. His face immediately darkened:

"Li Junwu, you’re really something, huh? The stench of Vigor Energy Pills back in the Military Hub Hall suddenly makes sense now."

Li Junwu blinked, opening her mouth slightly to respond.

But before she could speak, Xu Yuan flashed behind her and delivered a swift kick to her lower back, scolding:

"Now I get why those Saints haven’t dared to target the Government Office—you’ve been hiding this little self-destruction trick, haven’t you?"

"...."

Li Junwu winced, rubbing at the spot, but then felt a warm current flow into her body, mending the organs ravaged by the Life-Defying Blood Therapy. Her eyes widened slightly:

"Changtian... what is this?"

"Don’t overthink it."

Xu Yuan sighed, his tone softer yet laced with caution:

"This is my Dao Charm. It’ll work in emergencies, but using too much will eventually lead to severe rejection—it’s an external force after all..."

Before he could finish his explanation,

A graceful female voice interrupted him from behind, tinged with a trace of admiration:

"To fight two Saints with a Transcendent Body—so this is the Blood Essence Meteoring Art?"

"...."

Xu Yuan’s pupils visibly contracted as he grabbed Li Junwu and darted a hundred zhang away. Turning around, he locked eyes with the suddenly-appearing Lady Wen.

In his senses, this woman clearly still stood to the west of the city—how had she suddenly appeared here?

Instinctively glancing westward,

Chilling realization crept up Xu Yuan’s spine.

Lady Wen was indeed still floating in that patch of sky in the west.

And yet the figure before him possessed both a tangible body and the aura of a Saint...

Moreover,

What did this woman just say?

Blood Essence Meteoring Art?

How did she know the name of his cultivation technique?

As countless questions flooded his mind, Xu Yuan watched as Lady Wen took a step forward, her relaxed stride carrying a faint smile.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan thrust Li Junwu a few hundred zhang away and grinned:

"So you’re that Confucian Scholar. Didn’t guess you’d be a woman."

Lady Wen’s clear eyes gleamed like water as her lips curved into a slight smile:

"At birth, I was indeed a woman. But now, gender holds no meaning for me."

Her gaze fixed on him,

And then, unexpectedly, her expression grew serious as she spoke:

"Xu Changtian, you are truly remarkable."

Quietly arranging his Dao Domain around himself, Xu Yuan chuckled in return:

"That, I know better than you."

"No, you don’t."

Lady Wen shook her head, lifting an elegant finger to point into the void:

"In all my countless years since birth, you are only the third person to earn such words of praise."

"Really? You don’t look a day over eighteen. Nineteen at most."

Keeping his focus on her movements, Xu Yuan’s vigilance was heightened to its peak as he spoke softly:

"I wonder, who are the other two individuals you speak of?"

Coming to a stop ten zhang away from Xu Yuan, Lady Wen replied in a low voice:

"One of them is your father, Xu Yinhè. He was truly extraordinary—his power and methods completely exceeded my grasp. As for the other..."

Here,

Her eyes half-closed, she mulled for a moment before sighing and saying:

"I’ve forgotten."

"...." Xu Yuan.

Lady Wen’s smile deepened, her beauty radiant yet unhurried:

"After all, too much time has passed—even his name eludes me now. But since you practice the Blood Essence Meteoring Art, you must have heard the title he left behind."

"What is it?" Xu Yuan asked.

"I believe it was called..."

Lady Wen’s brows arched like distant mountains, her elegant eyes shimmering with recollection as she suddenly locked her gaze on Xu Yuan, whispering softly:

"...The Heavenly Gate Sword Immortal."