Free Web NovelChapter 1261: Chapter 429: Like a Red Plum Blossom
Yellow Sheri of the Five Mansions and Four Divine Skills, her hidden and final Divine Skill turns out to be the Absolute Summit level skill of Reverse Travel!
To actually possess the majestic power to walk the long river of time, reversing time!
At the Yellow River Gathering, one can say there are prodigies as common as clouds, stars that dazzle.
Numerous powerful Divine Skills are countless and mutually illuminating.
But Reverse Travel remains to this moment the only Absolute Summit Divine Skill revealed before the eyes of all!
There is no other Divine Skill that can compare to it!
At the instant Zhao Rucheng fell, Helian Yuyun of Mugu’s spectator’s seat immediately stood up, but there was a figure even quicker—
From below the platform, Jiang Wang leaped onto the Arena in one step.
Since Yu Xi had already intervened in the battle, the outcome was decided.
Although the result had not been officially announced yet, Jiang Wang’s action was not considered an overstep.
He appeared beside Zhao Rucheng, kneeling on the ground, reaching out to cover Zhao Rucheng’s neck that was partially smashed through, yet fearing to disturb that clear light, trembling and not daring to get close.
Out of some sentiment, Yu Xi, still below the platform, calmly said: "He won’t die."
Then he declared: "The victor, Yellow Sheri from Jingguo!"
The outcome was fixed.
Zhao Rucheng lay on his back on the ground.
After he lost the ability to resist, the Divine Power Emperor Sword had returned to the Sky-reaching Sea.
His brow’s mark of a smiling Yellow-faced Buddha had long been dispersed, yet a shallow dent lingered, and the three blood trails that snaked down were not wiped away, already dried.
He wore a buzz cut. There was an air of neatness to it, with a hint of ferocity.
This was a Zhao Rucheng that Jiang Wang had never seen before.
Two years had carved his face even more perfectly.
Wherever he would go, whatever he did, that face would always win more attention and admiration.
Once, when they were performing acts of chivalry in Qingshan Town, they rescued a girl who was being harassed by a hoodlum. The girl thanked Du Yehu, who had beaten the ruffian, Ling He who had covered her with his coat, Fang Pengju who engaged the town’s officials with lively conversation, and Jiang Wang who alone with his sword fended off the hooligans by the ruffian’s side, saying something about repaying them in the next life with a bond of grass and ring. But to Zhao Rucheng, who hadn’t had a chance to join the fight and only scolded the ruffian, she said, "I have no means to repay such a debt, except to offer myself to you"...
No wonder Du Yehu always felt like punching that face.
Now this face, this person, was staring straight up at the sky.
He was probably still contemplating how he lost.
This has nothing to do with wisdom, for in the midst of battle, he had already made choices that fit his own intellect. Clever people are often also prideful. No matter how he thought about it, he shouldn’t have lost.
The Divine Skill of Reverse Travel had been activated above the Arena, reversing his and Yellow Sheri’s time.
But it had no effect on anyone outside the Arena... it could not possibly affect anyone outside.
Not to mention the six supreme beings, just looking at those strong individuals leading the teams from various countries, whose time could Yellow Sheri possibly change?
Only those in the midst, those swept away by time, would be inevitably bewildered.
As the owner of the Divine Skill, Yellow Sheri walked within the midst of time, whereas Zhao Rucheng as the one whose time was reversed, was still caught in the moment of drawing his sword.
He couldn’t understand how his choices had been suddenly and completely anticipated, how he was caught off guard and left fatally wounded. Keep in mind that earlier, when Yellow Sheri abruptly summoned the Thunder Sound Tower and struck it against him head-on, he failed to dodge in time yet managed to dispel most of the force. How come now, he was completely under his opponent’s control...
Until he heard Yu Xi announce the winner.
His gaze dimmed.
No need to think further...
The outcome had already been determined.
But his eyeballs moved slightly.
And so, he saw Jiang Wang.
That familiar, gentle, clean-cut and resolute face, edges now very defined by time.
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He had already stealthily observed many times before, but at this moment and this proximity, he looked quite more handsome.
In terms of looks, he could be ranked second among the Maple Forest Five Heroes.
At that time, Jiang Wang was looking down at him, with a face that couldn’t hide concern and worry.
The light returned to his eyes.
"Jiang... Jiang..."
Because his neck had been smashed through by half, even though Yu Xi’s clear light was aiding his recovery, his speech was still very difficult.
"I’m sorry... "
He smiled.
That smile was truly captivating.
This peerless beauty, critically injured and dying, lay on the ground with a desolate smile.
What a moving scene this is?
Heartbreaking, yet also enchanting.
Even Yellow Sheri, as the victor, couldn’t help but move a step closer, yet promptly remembered it was he who had beaten the man to this state... and awkwardly drew his leg back.
Jiang Wang gently supported Zhao Rucheng’s upper body with his hand, to make it easier for him to speak.
"Sorry for what?" he asked softly.
He was always like this. For family and friends, he always had tolerance. Having been deceived, he could still trust. Having seen darkness, he was not tainted by it.
Zhao Rucheng closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again to look at him.
His body bore wounds, his eyes held a smile.
"I said I came to win the title, I said I’d take on anything, I was just bragging... I didn’t make it."
Jiang Wang looked into his eyes, saying nothing more.
He simply said, "You need to know who’s the boss."
Zhao Rucheng smiled again, but while smiling, he couldn’t hold back a mouthful of blood and spat it out.
He wanted to turn his head, but ultimately had no strength left.
The fresh blood sprayed onto Jiang Wang’s blue shirt.
This inability to control oneself, a sense of powerlessness, was torture to him.
Because...
He had clearly told himself he would not be powerless again!
Following Zhao Rucheng’s suddenly pained gaze, Jiang Wang looked down and said, "Like plum blossoms."
Zhao Rucheng’s look was somewhat bewildered. In this daze, he saw the blood stains on Third Brother Jiang’s blue shirt, which indeed resembled the blooming of a red plum.
He felt like laughing again.
"That..."
Just then, a very gentle female voice rang out.
Jiang Wang looked up and thus saw a pair of azure eyes, exceptionally beautiful.
The owner of these eyes seemed to be a very gentle woman. Even her speech was soft and tender, as if afraid of disturbing anyone.
"I am Helian Yuyun, the Princess of Mugu, a friend of Rucheng."
The woman, dressed in traditional grassland attire, pointed to Zhao Rucheng in his arms, "May I have someone treat his wounds, is that alright?"
With that, she crouched down on the other side of Zhao Rucheng, her face wearing a gentle and kind smile, she extended her hands, indicating for Jiang Wang to hand him over.
Yuwen Ze, who rushed over right behind, was dumbstruck — when had our Princess Helian been so gentle? Her gentleness sent shivers down one’s spine...
On the Guanhe Platform, the identity of this woman was naturally beyond question.
And she was a clever woman. With a simple sentence, void of any aggression, she expressed her willingness and ability to treat him, greatly reducing Jiang Wang’s resistance.
But Jiang Wang still looked towards Zhao Rucheng.
Not until Zhao Rucheng gave an affirmative look, did Jiang Wang then half lift him and moved him forward...
"I’ll do it, I’ll do it!"
Yuwen Ze, with his head full of braids, rushed forward in two steps, sliding to a kneel on the ground, eagerly reaching out to take Zhao Rucheng, and declared spiritedly, "Princess Helian, leave this rough work to me! Rucheng is my responsibility, I should take care of him!"
Because he was worried about affecting Zhao Rucheng’s injuries, Jiang Wang did not resist, allowing him to take the person away — eagerly, almost as if snatching him.
Jiang Wang glanced at him worriedly, then looked back at the Princess of Mugu with the azure eyes.
Helian Yuyun discreetly retracted her hands and slowly stood up, her face still wearing a gentle smile: "Letting Yuwen Ze take care of him is just as good, they are close friends too."
Jiang Wang again sought confirmation from Zhao Rucheng before he felt at ease.
He then performed a sincere bow to the Princess, "My Xiao Wu, I entrust him to you."
Hearing the name ’Xiao Wu’, Helian Yuyun’s smiling eyes became even gentler: "Family doesn’t speak of two houses, taking care of Rucheng is only right. You can visit him on Mugu Street later, just mention my name and you’ll be unobstructed."
It seemed Rucheng had also been through much in Mugu, where he was treated as one of their own...
Thinking this, Jiang Wang’s gratitude grew more sincere.
He watched Helian Yuyun and Yuwen Ze leave the platform until they were out of sight.
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ps: A little Easter egg.
Do you remember what Jiang Wang said the first time he saw Zhao Rucheng after narrowly escaping death in San Shan City?
