The Legend of Futian

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Even the Imperial Advisor and Renhuang had no solution for the thing in Fei Xue’s body, so one could imagine how valuable it was.

“Is it be possible to take it out?” asked Ye Futian.

“It has merged into my body and connected to my veins and heart. My father said it could only be taken out if I die,” Fei Xue shared her secret calmly.

In fact, she had slept for many years, and the actual duration of her life was very short. If not for her father, she might not have cared about life or death.

Perhaps now, she lived her life only for her father.

Thus, she didn’t care about the secret, especially when she perceived Ye Futian’s good intentions; she didn’t need to hide it.

“Can I perceive it?” said Ye Futian.

“Yes,” Fei Xue nodded, wondering how Ye Futian would do so.

Soon, Fei Xue felt him holding her hand. Her arm slightly shivered, and she intrinsically wanted to retreat, but she didn’t do it and just let Ye Futian hold it.

An invisible life force infused into her body under his palm.

There was a moment Fei Xue had a mysterious feeling. It was as if she was very intimate with him.

But how could he do this? She was surprised.

Meanwhile, Ye Futian was amazed by that kind of feeling, too. The World Tree in his Life Palace waved and rustled, emitting wisps of life force out of the Palace, which ran through his body, tentatively entering Fei Xue’s body.

It was as if his World Tree Spirit could do more than detect the thing in Fei Xue’s body.

Tens of thousands of wisps of life force were infused into Fei Xue’s body continuously. It was as if they would never end. A dreamy aura surrounded Fei Xue’s body; she slightly felt the treasure that had been part of her blood, and her heart seemed to be detached. It was almost ready to emerge.

There was even a life flow that ran from her body to Ye Futian’s.

The change was unexpected by neither of them. Was Ye Futian absorbing the energy from the treasure?

But how?

Fei Xue was in shock; the treasure had long been merged into her body, and even her father was not able to take it out.

But Ye Futian seemed to have made it.

In the meantime, Ye Futian’s perception of the world was changing; he could hear Fei Xue’s heartbeat, sense her anxiety, and was aware of her confusion and shock.

Ye Futian even saw the thing in Fei Xue’s body; it was a monument without limit, bearing an inscription with no end. It was hard to see it clearly, but the Law of heaven and earth seemed to hide inside.

But the thing was a part of Fei Xue’s body; it was hard to tell what was what, and if there had not been the World Tree Spirit, Ye would have never perceived its existence.

Ye Futian opened his eyes and withdrew his life flow. He looked at Fei Xue.

Fei Xue’s head was lowered. Although she could not see, she was able to sense all that had happened.

It was amazing that the treasure in her body could respond to Ye Futian.

“So, we have similar secrets,” said Ye Futian, grinning.

Fei Xue laughed, too. She nodded and said, “I will keep your secret. I will not tell anyone, even my father.”

Ye Futian stared at this young lady’s simple smiling face and sighed to himself.

Then he looked up into the countless stars in the sky.

The Imperial Advisor had a grudge with Wang Zhong, but he still took him as a disciple.

The Imperial Advisor didn’t know Ye Futian’s identity and knew he might have his own agenda, but still took him as his disciple and taught him the Deed of Thorough Comprehension.

On many occasions, the meaning of life was not all about benefiting oneself.

Perhaps this sounded stupid.

However, this might be what the temperament of a Saint meant.

“Fei Xue, is there a Matrix where you sleep?” asked Ye Futian.

“Yes, there is a Sealing Matrix,” Fei Xue said, confused.

“I can take you to the place you sleep. Let’s go,” said Ye Futian, standing up. Fei Xue felt his emotions and knew he was not going to send her to sleep, but she still accompanied him to walk toward the place.

Soon they came to the place where Fei Xue slept. It was a site full of Matrixes.

Before them stood a Cold Jade Bed. Fei Xue walked up and sat on it. Ye Futian followed her and said, “Maybe I can try to take the thing from your body.”

Fei Xue said that the Imperial Advisor had told her the treasure had been part of her blood and heart, and unless she died, it was impossible to take it out.

However, after Ye Futian’s first attempt, he felt he could have a try again.

Fei Xue was silent for a second and then asked with a laugh, “Are you serious?”

“Yes,” Ye Futian nodded.

“You can do it,” Fei Xue said, smiling. If Ye Futian wanted to try, she would let him try.

Even though she didn’t have high expectations.

They crossed their legs and sat in the Matrix. Both of them closed their eyes. Wisps of life force were released from Ye Futian’s body. He held Fei Xue’s hands. She lowered her head but didn’t stop him.

Soon, the mysterious feeling reappeared.

The next moment, bursts of dazzling light erupted. Fei Xue seemed to have perceived something. She softly said, “what a beautiful tree.”

Later, her body was submerged by the giant tree. Countless branches and leaves enveloped her. The World Tree Spirit clasped her to its bosom.

Fei Xue suddenly understood why she sensed the impurity of the Seventh Sword’s Sword Spirit. Actually, he was not a swordsman-in-training.

His Natal Spirit was not even Sword.

Their bodies were wrapped tightly like in a cocoon; the World Tree rustled and reflected resplendent luster.

After a long while, a breath of horror burgeoned from here, followed by a string of clanging sound; the glare of the World Tree suddenly vanished. Ye Futian withdrew his Natal Spirit and looked at Fei Xue, from whom a beam of bright light shot into the sky.

“Fei Xue,” the Imperial Advisor called.

Ye Futian swiftly left the bed and walked away.

In a hurry, Imperial Advisor took a glance at him and walked straight to Fei Xue.

Ye Futian directly returned to his residence.

He would not go away, but he had no idea how to face the Imperial Advisor, either. As the Imperial Advisor had told him, he just did what his heart felt was right.

Ye Futian closed his eyes. In his Life Palace, the World Tree rustled in the wind. He wondered what the Natal Spirit actually was.

A radiant beam of light came out of a corner in the Imperial Advisor’s Residence and penetrated the sky.

People came outside and gathered, wondering what had happened. Yan Yuan, Sir Nan Zhai, and others came to the gate of the place where Fei Xue slept and requested to see Master.

None of them knew what happened.

“Nothing serious. I am checking Fei Xue’s status. You can all leave,” said the Imperial Advisor.

“Yes, sir,” Yan Yuan nodded and said. They saw nothing wrong, and soon all returned.

…

In Imperial Xia’s Palace, Emperor Xia’s Realm, Xia Qingyuan summoned Black Wind Condor after she had just returned from a royal banquet to her own Princess Residence.

Sir Condor felt embarrassed to death. Was he her slave?

“What are you doing now?” Xia Qingyuan asked Black Wind Condor. Black Wind Condor knew she was not talking to him, so he sent a message to Ye Futian.

Soon after, Black Wind Condor closed his eyes and reopened them; he looked kind of different.

“I am cultivating,” said Condor.

“Today is the last day of the year. You should be in the Imperial Advisor Residence, right? How does it feel to celebrate the new year in the Imperial Advisor Residence?” asked Xia Qingyuan.

Ye Futian sensed from her tone that she was not very happy, so he said, “Not bad. The Imperial Advisor just taught me his Cultivation Method.”

Xia Qingyuan was stunned for a second and said, staring at the Black Wind Condor, “So the Imperial Advisor really appreciates you. No wonder you don’t want to come back.”

“The Imperial Advisor Residence treats me very well, indeed,” Ye Futian said and sighed.

“Don’t tell me you are thinking about it,” said Xia Qingyuan, staring at the Black Wind Condor. Did this b*stard really have some emotional connection with the Imperial Advisor Residence?

Black Wind Condor looked at Xia Qingyuan and didn’t answer. Later, he asked, “What’s the matter this time?”

Xia Qingyuan stared at him and said coldly, “Nothing…”

“If so, I should go now,” Ye Futian said.

“You…” Xia Qingyuan clenched her fists and hoped she could punch him.

“About that thing, I found a clue,” said Xia Qingyuan. She referred to the last time’s incident with Xiao Sheng.

Black Wind Condor narrowed his eyes and said, “Tell me more.”

“We are still investigating. I will tell you if we have results.”

“Fine.” Black Wind Condor nodded and replied, “Thank you for your efforts these days, Your Highness.”

Xia Qingyuan looked into Black Wind Condor’s eyes and felt somehow relieved.

On the last day of the year, she skipped slapping the Condor.

…

It was the first day of Year 10,023 of the Divine Prefecture Calendar.

In the Imperial Advisor Residence, Dali Imperial City.

Yan Yuan, Sir Nan Zhai, Mu Chunyang, and others came to visit the Imperial Advisor.

When they set foot in the courtyard, they saw a slim figure quietly standing beside the Imperial Advisor. Of course, it was Fei Xue.

“Fei Xue.” Yan Yuan and others showed surprise. She was not sleeping?

What had happened yesterday?

“Fei Xue’s thing had been settled. From today, Fei Xue will no longer need to extend her life by sleep,” said Imperial Advisor with a heartfelt smile.

From now on, his daughter Fei Xue would be normal except for her blindness.

Yesterday, he just couldn’t believe it when he saw this.

He even had no idea what Ye Futian had done. He didn’t ask, and Fei Xue didn’t tell him, either.

Yan Yuan and others first paused a second, and then every one of them smiled.

Did it mean Fei Xue would no longer need to sleep?

Although they didn’t know what had happened yesterday, since Master said it was settled, it should have been settled.

“Where is the Seventh Swordsman?” asked the Imperial Advisor.

“Master,” Ye Futian called from a distance. He came closer, bowed, and said, “the Seventh Swordsman is here to greet Master and Brothers.”

“Good. Have you cultivated on the Deed of Thorough Comprehension?” the Imperial Advisor asked as if nothing had happened yesterday evening.

“Yes, but it is a little abstruse for me, and I am afraid I need some time,” replied Ye Futian.

“The Deed of Thorough Comprehension is indeed not easy to understand. You have to focus on it,” said the Imperial Advisor. Ye Futian nodded.