Free Web NovelFragrant Basil was bound at the top of an abrupt, wind-eroded hill.
The howling wind messed up her long hair, and the sand in the wind left sharp pains on her face, but her eyes were clear, and a shallow smile played on her bruised lips.
Before coming here, she already knew what her end would be.
It was nothing more than death, and she accepted it willingly.
She knew her Xiao Bai Gege was very powerful, even in her heart, he was the unique existence in heaven and on earth.
But no matter how powerful he was, how could he defeat hundreds or thousands of Half-Guitan?
Even if he barely won, what would happen to the Zhanfu Tribe?
Perhaps, only by appeasing the anger of other tribes in the oldest way among the Half-Guitan tribes, could there be enough time for the Zhanfu Tribe to leave the Gobi Desert? Fragrant Basil thought.
Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le stood beside ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) her, holding a rusty broadsword, gazing into the distance as if waiting for something.
A moment later, accompanied by footsteps, the Half-Guitan who had followed the Tuowolile Tribe to the vicinity of Sanlongsha gradually gathered around Fragrant Basil.
Seeing that the accompanying urban legend were all assembled, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le surveyed his surroundings and spoke softly.
“Everyone, I believe you have seen the woman tied here. She is the Clan Leader of the Zhanfu Tribe, Fragrant Basil Zhanfu. Perhaps some are still wondering why she is tied here, so I will explain!”
“Today is the most important moment that we, the survivors, have waited for for thousands of years. The Great Shaman King is about to return to this land, to lead us, the survivors, to reclaim our former glory. For this, every tribe should contribute its strength, without any second thoughts, and this woman...”
Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le said, slowly placing the broadsword on Fragrant Basil’s neck, and continued, “Not only was she unwilling to contribute her tribe’s strength to rescue the Shaman King, but she also cut down my clansmen whom I sent to deliver the message. This is a betrayal of the Great Shaman King.”
“We, the survivors, are able to live on this land and possess strength far beyond ordinary people, all because of the Shaman King’s grace. Those who betray the Shaman King are unforgivable sinners!”
After Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le finished speaking, the Half-Guitan present immediately erupted in angry shouts.
“Kill her!”
“Punish betrayal with blood!”
“She should be punished with the Ritual of Return!”
“...”
The Half-Guitan believed that everything they had came from the Shaman King’s grace. The so-called Ritual of Return meant spilling blood on the Gobi Desert, placing bones under the scorching sun, letting the wind carry away the last wisp of the soul, and returning everything to the Shaman King. It was the most severe punishment among many Half-Guitan clans.
In this world, there are always people who like to build their happiness on the cruelty of others, and Half-Guitan are no exception.
The Half-Guitan present were not actually very angry about Fragrant Basil’s actions; they just liked to watch her die tragically.
It was like in feudal times, those who liked to gather at the execution ground, watching the executioner behead, and cheering excitedly.
Moreover, Fragrant Basil was also a beauty.
The wilting of flowers always carries a unique kind of beauty.
When the shouts gradually subsided, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le spoke again, “Everyone is right. A traitor like this should indeed be punished with the Ritual of Return, but at this special moment, we don’t have much time to waste on her.”
“Therefore, I have decided to behead her, just as she did to my clansmen.”
After speaking, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le leaned slightly, approached Fragrant Basil, and asked in a deep voice, “Fragrant Basil, do you have anything else you want to say?”
“Heh... hehe...” Upon hearing this, Fragrant Basil let out a cold laugh, slowly raised her lowered head, and in her originally dim eyes, flames seemed to suddenly ignite. Her gaze swept fiercely over all the Half-Guitan present, finally landing on Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s twisted face.
“Do you really want me to speak?”
“You were, after all, once a Clan Leader. This is the dignity you deserve,” Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le said indifferently.
“Heh!” Fragrant Basil scoffed again, disdainfully, “What dignity? You just want me to beg for mercy and admit my mistakes, to let them see me weeping bitterly.”
“However, since I have the opportunity, there are some words I’ve kept in my heart for a long time that I want to take this opportunity to say.”
Upon hearing this, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le furrowed his brow slightly.
This was clearly not the outcome he wanted to see. He wanted to use Fragrant Basil to make an example, but Fragrant Basil showed no fear of death. How could he achieve the effect of establishing his authority?
He had to find a way to make her scream, make her beg for mercy, make her cry bitterly... Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le thought.
Fragrant Basil had no idea what Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le was thinking, nor did she care. She simply looked silently at the surrounding Half-Guitan and said loudly, “I want to say that I, and you, and all the Half-Guitan tribes, are nothing more than a bunch of monsters who mistake self-move for righteousness.”
In her youth, before she was captured by the Zhanfu Tribe as a tool for reproduction, Fragrant Basil also always felt that it was a very normal thing for them, the so-called survivors, to engage in ** with the urban legend who were the incarnations of the Shaman King.
However, when she was rescued by Bai Kai and had her first interaction with humans, learning about Half-Guitan in human cognition, she realized that what she had always believed to be right seemed to be wrong.
Later, after Bai Kai left, she spent a long time secretly observing the humans living near the Gobi Desert, and she increasingly realized how ridiculously wrong their Half-Guitan tribes were.
She was not sure whether humans combining in pairs for love and then reproducing was the correct way, or whether animals reproducing based on instinct was the correct way.
But she knew that the way many Half-Guitan tribes abducted human or other tribal men and women of childbearing age to combine with urban legend and reproduce was definitely abnormal and twisted.
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“You...” Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s face changed, “You woman, not only have you betrayed your compatriots, but now you even dare to utter such blasphemous remarks against the Shaman King?!”
“Am I wrong?” Fragrant Basil raised her chin, “Reproducing through ** with urban legend is inherently abnormal and twisted. We, born this way, are all monsters!”
“Monsters that neither humans nor urban legend can integrate with!”
She had once secretly lurked outside a herdsman’s tent and watched a movie. In that movie, there was also a hero who rescued a young girl from villains, and then they experienced many wonderful things together, eventually traveling far and wide and living in seclusion in the mountains.
She often wondered if she hadn’t been a Half-Guitan, would their story after Bai Kai rescued her have been completely different from now.
Perhaps, it could have been like in that movie?
The longer she thought about it, this thought became a sharp thorn, pricking her heart.
And today, this thorn could finally be pulled out. freewebnøvel.com
“Audacious! Spreading heresy!” Hearing Fragrant Basil’s words, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s chest heaved violently, and his eyes almost spouted fire.
Fragrant Basil struggled to straighten herself, looking coldly at Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le, “I’m just speaking some truth. If you want to kill or dismember me, just do it. Why so much nonsense?”
“This is what you asked for!” Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le roared, and as he spoke, he raised the broadsword in his hand and slashed at Fragrant Basil.
Just then, a soft cry suddenly came from afar.
“Wait, she’s finished speaking, it’s my turn to say a few words.”
Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man, who had appeared on a distant wind-eroded hill at some unknown time. Dressed in white, he was particularly conspicuous amidst the swirling yellow sand.
The person who arrived was Bai Kai. He had been standing there two minutes ago, waiting for Fragrant Basil to finish speaking before finally showing himself.
In his opinion, Fragrant Basil’s words were an act of emotional release, and only by letting her finish could she resolve her inner turmoil.
It was like those good Sisters who often came to the Underground Human Realm club because their husbands cheated; only by letting them cry and vent their grievances could they let go.
Psychic? Here to save Fragrant Basil? Ridiculous! Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le glanced at Bai Kai and roared at the Half-Guitan, “You stop him!”
With that, he quickly retracted his gaze and raised the broadsword in his hand again.
He wasn’t some villain from a story; how could he really put down his butcher’s knife just because someone told him to say a few words?
The next moment, whooshing sounds filled the air.
Those were streams of light, stirred by the Half-Guitan relying on the power from the urban legend within their bodies, flying towards Bai Kai like arrows, tearing through the air, erupting with roars, and transforming into an overwhelming downpour, falling towards the ground.
Seeing this, Bai Kai sighed silently.
The reason he didn’t immediately rescue Fragrant Basil after arriving was not only because he wanted to wait for her to vent her emotions, but also, and most importantly, because at that distance, he had 100% confidence that he could take her away before the broadsword in Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s hand fell.
Speed means you can do whatever you want!
Seeing the broadsword in Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s hand slash towards Fragrant Basil, Bai Kai took a step forward and vanished from his spot, leaving only a fleeting trail. freewebnσvel.cøm
Then, a sharp whistling sound erupted, and a silver gleam suddenly appeared in the air, sweeping across.
“Clang—!” The sound of metal colliding suddenly emerged.
In that piercing sound, a faint whisper could be heard.
“Autumn Frost Jade-Cutting Sword...”
The next moment, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le watched with wide eyes as the broadsword in his hand was split into two by a bright silver longsword, as if cutting through a lump of mud.
Then, that silver gleam continued upwards, blooming before his eyes.
At that instant, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le felt death approaching, in the hands of that man dressed in white.
He subconsciously closed his eyes, but the next second, accompanied by the crisp sound of the severed sword tip falling to the ground, Bai Kai’s slightly lazy voice rang in his ears.
“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you yet. Didn’t I say? I still want to say a few words.” Bai Kai said slowly, holding the sword in one hand and grabbing Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s wrist with the other, “First, I’ll be protecting the Zhanfu Tribe from now on.”
Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le tried to struggle, but found his arm seemed to be frozen, not moving an inch.
He stared at Bai Kai with wide eyes, his face full of horror.
“Secondly, to strike at a woman who hasn’t resisted from beginning to end... Are you even worthy of using a sword?!” Bai Kai continued.
“Finally, I’ll give you a Han song... ‘My strength uproots mountains, my spirit covers the world!’”
As his voice fell, Bai Kai exerted force, forcibly pulling off Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s arm.
Instantly, blood gushed forth, staining those stern eyes crimson, and scarlet blood spatters landed on the pristine white clothes, like red plums blooming in a snowstorm...
Fragrant Basil stared blankly at Bai Kai, and in a trance, she seemed to see Bai Kai as he was eight thousand four hundred and fifty-one days ago, when he rescued her from the Zhanfu Tribe.
In an instant, her eyes welled up with hot tears.
