191 Bloodstained Calamity (1/2)
In the Realm, a stunningly beautiful young girl suddenly sneezed in her husband's arms.
She rubbed at her arms with a frown of distaste, before the pair of arms snugly wrapped around her waist gently released a pulse of affection.
”What's wrong?”
Jun Meng Chen lowered his head to lightly nibble at the tip of the right ear of the young girl, causing a dainty fist to pummel his chest in mock anger.
The young girl puffed her cheeks in exasperation, adjusting her position in the chair to rest her head against Jun Meng Chen's powerfully beating heart.
”I do not know,” Li Xiang muttered with the persistent frown.
Her azure irises flickered for a brief moment, before flashing with an unknown but non-conciliatory glint.
”I think someone is calling for my spear again.”
”Oh-hoh? That Dongfang brat you're training is in serious trouble?”
Jun Meng Chen played with his wife's soft body as he gently questioned, his hands roaming as they pleased.
Li Xiang struggled for a few breaths of time before her body capitulated on its own, and she directed a helpless glare towards the raucous husband.
”It's not Yu'er's aura, but someone different,” the young girl tapped her chin in thought.
”Someone… whose aura I think I used to know? It's so familiar and yet so strange at the same time…”
”Familiar?”
The raucous young man withdrew his fingers after noticing his wife's light pants and the flush on her countenance.
Blowing away her angered expression with a soothing kiss to the forehead, Jun Meng Chen airily waved his hand towards her concerns.
”If it's a familiar aura, then why not let them borrow the spear? You could ask Xiao Zi to look after it, just to make sure that whoever is asking for it doesn't cause mayhem.”
”I could do that… – hey!”
Li Xiang swatted away the pair of hands that had unleashed sweet torment after torment of pleasure and intense numbness, her azure irises flickering with fatigue.
Huffing with an angered pout, the young girl turned the back of her head towards Jun Meng Chen, a wooden comb shoved before his nose.
The young man raised an eyebrow of amusement, before taking the proffered comb and palming it.
Gazing at Li Xiang's ankle-length hair, Jun Meng Chen hesitated for a brief moment before picking up a random segment to gently run the spokes of the comb in a smooth, rhythmic pattern.
”So, you'll forgive me if I comb your hair, ah…?”
The young man joked with a wry smile, only to discover that Li Xiang had fallen asleep against his free arm.
Raising his hand to stroke the young girl's head, the husband of the terrifying and cataclysmic Butterfly of Chaos continued his menial but rewarding task of combing a long trail of hair.
Soon after, a few complaints were issued into the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere of the residence, causing the air to rustle with schadenfreude and annoyance.
”Why is that brat called Yu'er, when we don't even have a child yet, ah!? Good for that damned brat, he better get into some life threatening danger, so I can pummel some manners into his prideful brain!”
The wooden comb dove into its gleeful task once more, and the spear responsible for the countless calamities and tribulations of the Realm was dispatched to a measly mortal world.
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The three-pronged spear hovered directly above the Peaceful Road, at the intersection that divided the four members of the Xiao Clan against An Fei.
The steel appearance of the handle-less sword had been replaced with a dull grey texture, and the length of the weapon had tripled.
As it hovered in the night sky, the moon and the stars seemed to be quivering with a deep-rooted fear and unease.
The scarlet inscriptions were replaced with blank surface, but the entire spear released a golden radiance that could faintly be seen amongst the cosmic bellows of the stars.
”A spear…?”
The members of the Xiao Clan mumbled with befuddlement, their minds struck with an uneasy sensation.
Their consciousness attempted to flee from the street as soon as possible, yet their bodies remained frozen on the cobbled stone ground.
As if responding to the elders and the young lady's words, the spear hanging in the air quivered, and the golden radiance exploded forwards.
Shua!
A sea of brilliance washed over the night sky, accosting the moon to rob its position.
The celestial lake hummed first with anger then fear, and it escaped beyond the horizon, vacating its seat to the sea of golden light without a single statement of defiance.
The night was replaced by day, but the sun did not hang in the sky to dispatch its blistering rays of light.