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Spirit Vessel - Chapter 572




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Chapter 572: 572



More than half of the officials in Sky Palace were criticizing Feng Feiyun .

This was a political contest, sharp and unforgiven . Only the winners would be able to enjoy their luxurious lifestyle as the masters of the dynasty .

On the other hand, Ji Lingxuan sat there quietly, pale from top to bottom . She looked like a withered rose with gray hair and dead eyes, unmoved by the rowdy scene .

Princess Luofu spoke: “Princess Yue is no longer around, this is the reality of the situation . She was betrothed to the Divine King so he should mourn for her, not just three years, even thirty is perfectly justifiable . However, don’t forget that in order to be the Divine King with a different last name, he must marry a princess . If anyone dares to use her death to seize his position, that’s a crime deserving of death . ”

Everyone became quiet, including Feiyun .

She continued: “His Excellency must marry a princess, and as for who, that’s a personal matter of the royal clan, outsiders lack the authority for involvement . If he wants to marry me, as long as he wins the competition, then I shall marry him . At the same time, we will build a memorial for Princess Yue while undergoing all the necessary mourning ceremonies . It’s fine to watch the tomb for thirty years as well . ”

No one could refute, not even Beiming Moshou .

The meeting ended before dusk . At the same time, the top seven have been determined . Li Xiaonan was eliminated by Long Qingyang, a surprise to everyone . However, the actual spectators knew that he had no intention of winning, not that Qingyang was stronger . The one he loved was Dongfang Jingyue so he couldn’t win this competition .

The seven were Feng Feiyun, Dongfang Jingshui, Beiming Potian, Prince Hongye, Gucuo, Mu Xingzi, and Long Qingyang .

Since it was dark, the next round would start tomorrow . Everyone started leaving the imperial city .

The red clouds over yonder slowly lost their color before night descended completely .

The temperature varied greatly between day and night at the capital during the winter . A snowstorm came right away, just needing one night to drown the entire area .

Feiyun came out of the palace and the maids and eunuchs quickly came to greet him .

“Click, click . ” A group of white cranes was pulling a carriage and stopped right before him . There was no driver so it looked quite lonely . The person inside didn’t speak either .

Feiyun stopped and asked: “Is it you, Consort?”

A cough eventually sounded: “Cough… Divine King… please board . ”

Ji Lingxuan’s voice carried sadness and contagious despair, a sign of impending death .

Feiyun breathed out cold, white smoke and said: “Where to?”

“To see an old friend . ” She coughed after speaking .

After hearing her voice, he was no longer afraid of her like in the past . She seemed like an ordinary girl now so he got on the carriage, lifted the curtain, and entered .


The carriage continued moving out of the capital .

She sat in the corner, haggard with gray hair, but was still as beautiful as ever . She wore an unadorned dress, resembling a simple girl unstained by the world .

Feiyun was caught off guard by this sight and needed to calm down before finding a fur-furnished spot to sit down . He felt as if she was no longer a consort but rather, a young girl from the Ji Clan one hundred and eighty years ago - gentle, beautiful, knowledgeable, and wise .

The two of them seemed to be crossing through time for a meeting when she was only sixteen, newly debuted from her clan before marrying the Jin Emperor and becoming a wily consort .

Feiyun contemplated for a while before deciding to reveal that Jing Cangyue is still alive: “The thing…”

But she spoke at the same time and interrupted him: “Zuo Qianshou had mentioned you before . ”

He was surprised: “Master Zuo? Where is he right now?”

Qianshou was a talented formation master who loved Ji Lingxuan and listened to everything she said . He even infiltrated the imperial court in order to steal the dragon stone - an item containing the providence of the dynasty .

Unfortunately, she ruthlessly severed his right arm and took him to the emperor . She gave the stone back and became the consort while he became imprisoned at the capital .



Later on, Feiyun’s ancestor came and saved him . The two ran to the southern border and lived at Fire Beacon for nearly two centuries, not daring to come back .

Feiyun remembered this story because a similar thing had happened to him - being used by a loved one .

“You’ll see him soon . ” She sat there like a beauty in a painting .

Several years ago, Qianshou came to have closure with Ji Lingxuan . However, after coming to the capital, Feiyun tried to search for him to no avail .

The two didn’t speak at all . She tried several times but stopped after seeing his unfriendly expression .

Their destination was Southern Sky Temple, a place filled with shrines and mountains . Despite the late hours, one could still hear the Buddhist chants .


Lingxuan got off the carriage and walked beneath the moonlight on top of a fog-like energy, heading towards a creek . A wooden pavilion was built nearby with a single grave next to it .

Feiyun saw the name, Zuo Qianshou, carved on the lonely tablet .

Nearby were a thick layer of leaves from autumn . They rustled to the night breezes .

He used his phoenix gaze in order to see through the ground . An old man was buried down there, once handsome during his prime but had passed away for several years now . Because a cultivator’s body was tough, there was no sign of decay .

“How did he die?” Feiyun clenched his fists; his eyes turning cold .

Lingxuan took out a wooden broom from the pavilion and began to sweep in an elegant manner; her gray hair dancing to the wind . She calmly responded: “I have no one I love the most, and no one I hate the most, but I do have someone that I’ve let down the most, and I will make it up to him . ”

The sweeping broom scattered the leaves .

“Only feeling sorry?” Feiyun felt that she was to blame for everything .



“I would come to clean his grave every year, then chant for him in that pavilion so that he can move on . When we met for the first time, I was in the midst of crossing him over for three days . ”

“He’s dead, you think you can atone by sweeping his grave? That’s quite funny . ” Feiyun began to think . Did Shuiyue come to sweep his grave each year after killing him too?

Lingxuan didn’t answer and continued sweeping until the whole place was cleaned up . She then took care of the weeds in a meticulous manner, not caring about dirtying her hands with dirt .

Her eyes were clear and pure just like a newborn baby . She looked at the grave and said: “Indeed, the punishment for murder should be death . ”

The air became colder with snowflakes descending just like goose feathers . Some fell on her head, his shoulders, and the grave .

It was a big storm so it didn’t take long before the entire place turned silver and chilling with winds .

She rubbed her hands together, face turning red from the cold: “Feng Feiyun, could you embrace me? I feel cold and weary, and the pain…”

Feiyun had no intention of hugging her . He stood there as a layer of snow built on his frame .

After a while, he walked over and wiped the snow off her and suddenly found that she was encapsulated in ice from the grave down . Her lips trembled without any pink .

He hugged her and released a strand of energy to stop the freezing power . Unfortunately, he could only slow down the process and couldn’t save her: “You ate a Myriad Icesoul before coming here?”

This cold energy could kill all life, turning flesh and blood into ice . Not to mention Feiyun’s current cultivation, even the Jin Emperor couldn’t save her right now .

The seemingly pure woman rested her head on his chest; her voice quavered: “I didn’t want to live after Yue’er’s death . ”

“She’s still alive . ” His hands turned ablaze, one touched her heart while the other her cheek to remove some frost powders .

“It… no longer matters… it would be… nice if I … could go back in time…” She had a peaceful smile, the sincerest and most beautiful of them all . She continued: “Take… take… good care of her for me, will you…?”

Feiyun nodded .

Her eyebrows trembled and two tear drops came out; they quickly froze into shining pearls . She was a statue now with a growing layer of ice, separated from Feiyun .

One could still see her wondrous features through the ice, but this layer was the uncrossable gap between life and death .

The winds howled and the leaves scattered . This frigid air struck Feiyun, almost turning him into a snowman as well .

Ji Lingxuan had atoned for her sins with her life before this grave .

“Amitabha . ” A young monk rode the snow and arrived with a gentle aura . His eyes were filled with sadness and pity: “She toiled for the Ji Clan her whole life, sacrificing her reputation and the purest heart, before ending her life . ”

“What do you mean?”

“The Ji is a treasure-seeking clan, hated by both the Yin and Yang . She sacrificed herself to become a consort in order to gain his protection, allowing her clan to survive till now . As for Qianshou, it had nothing to do with her since her clan carried it out, but she always blamed herself for this . ” Buddha Maitreya said with disappointment .

Feiyun closed his eyes - no wonder why she wanted an embrace at the end and talked about being weary . She had quite a tough life .

The Buddha went on: “With the incoming abdication, no one will protect the Ji so she needed Princess Yue to become the next empress for this purpose . Everything she did was selfless and she should be forgiven for her crime . It’s a shame no one knew . ”

“Was it worth it?” Feiyun hugged the sculpture, no longer angry .

“Sacrificing a woman for the survival of a clan? Worth it…” The Buddha hesitated before speaking; he clearly didn’t believe in his own words .

After eating the soul of ice essence, she became younger and pure just like the past before she was chosen as a sacrificial lamb by her clan .

Perhaps she wanted a brief moment when she could consider to be in charge of her own life before dying . That’s why she sat in the same carriage with Feiyun for a little while . Unfortunately, he only had hatred for her at that point .

If he knew the reasons, he would have been much nicer to her in the carriage . It’s a shame that there was no re-do in life .



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