119 His Deep-rooted Hatred (1/2)

Before leaving, Han Yan Yao had told Jun Wu Yi that if Jun Wu Yi was able to break into the Spirit Xuan then the two of them might have a chance of being together. At that time, Jun Wu Yi wasn't even thinking about making the leap to Spirit Xuan since he was only half-way through the Gold Xuan! The distance between Gold Xuan and Spirit Xuan was no lesser than the distance between the Earth and the Heavens.

In the two years that followed, the Jun Family suffered several defeats in the Tian Xiang monarchy's expeditions and Jun Wu Yi's both elder Brothers, Jun Wu Hui, and Jun Wu Meng passed away, along with countless faithful soldiers of the Jun Family. Under these circumstances, Jun Wu Yi was asked to take charge, and unwilling to accept defeat under such harsh circumstances, he ended up getting crippled.

Mu Xue Tong was one of the several people who were close to Han Yan Yao around that time, and the only one inside the Blizzard Silver City who liked Jun Wu Yi, apart from Han Yan Yao, of course. In fact, the two men were like Brothers.

After his lower body was disabled, Jun Wu Yi went into a depression since he knew that he no longer had a chance of being with Han Yan Yao. Time flew by, and ten years passed in a flash. Jun Wu Yi would look at the mid night moon and pray to meet his lover one day, but had never thought that he'd actually hear from her again!

At this moment, several thoughts were surging through Jun Wu Yi's mind, causing a tsunami of emotions in his heart.

Jun Mo Xie listened very quietly, without making any sound. He knew that Jun Wu Yi wasn't just saying these words for the sake of it, but actually meant them from the bottom of his heart. He had locked these emotions in a forgotten corner of his heart for the last ten years, and now that he had unexpectedly received a word from his lover, he simply couldn't control his excitement and his desire any more. Right now, all he needed was a casual listener so he could vent his emotions out. He probably didn't care who the listener was, or even if he understood the emotions… he just needed someone to listen!

Jun Mo Xie listened to these words like a stone wall, but knew that it would still be helpful to Jun Wu Yi.

Jun Wu Yi had been holding these depressing emotions for too long now.

The cold night was covered with fog and smoke, and Jun Wu Yi's whispered his tale in low and grave voice. He would stumble, stutter, but continued to narrate his story slowly…..

”The Jun Family was slipping from its place of glory, and then my second Brother died in a mysterious manner. I suspected that the Blizzard Silver City could have been behind it since they were known to work in the shadows, and so I immediately launched an investigation into the matter. But my military accomplishments were meagre, whereas the Blizzard Silver City was too secretive, and I never got anywhere with my investigation. Eventually, I was asked to go to war with the Yu Tang Empire and managed to gain the upper hand, and it seemed as if I would win if I pushed them just a little bit more! But just at the crucial moment, some very advanced Xuan experts mysteriously appeared in the Yu Tang Empire's ranks, and led their cavalries to confront us in battle, and my whole army was sent into a state of chaos!”

”I had a lot of advanced Xuan experts by my side, including a Sky Xuan expert named Chen Er Mazi… I remember him shouting: 'Hurry, Run, Third General, Run!' and then I remember an azure blue light flashing across the battlefield, and his bright red blood started to flow. Several men surrounded me to protect me, and formed a protective section….. and they all died in front of me… one by one…. Just before they died, they would look at me, and their eyes would scream at me to save myself. I ran over and hugged a dying man, his whole body was completely broken, I could hear his bones as they shattered, and he kept vomiting blood. He growled at me 'Hurry, run…..' ”

”It was like… I was in a nightmare! Their blood was splashing across my face, wet, red, very sticky; warm… the blood of my Brothers….”

Jun Wu Yi lowered his head in pain as he frowned. When he was narrating Chen Er Mazi's last words, his voice had suddenly and unwittingly switched to high pitch, but had reverted back to a whisper soon after. He was already wiping his face with his hand, almost as if he was trying to wipe the memory of his comrade's blood splashing across his face…..

”But I had already lost my mind, these people were my Brothers, I had grown up in their company, we had shared numerous drinks together, we had sung songs together, we had hunted together, we had travelled together, we had fought the enemy together…. celebrated together, and now they were all dying in front of me!”

”Dead! Dead in front of my own eyes! My Brother! My Brothers! They were all gone!” Jun Wu Yi was unintentionally screaming at this point, in fact he was almost roaring. He closed his eyelids tightly, and two huge tears slowly oozed from his eyes…

”This was my fault! This was all because of me!!!”

”I was desperate, I wanted to kill them all! All of them!” Even though Jun Wu Yi was shouting, his voice wasn't backing him, and one could tell that he was feeling very weak inside: ”I was too weak and too slow. Those people caught me, and stuffed some drugs inside my body, which dispelled a mysterious gas inside my Dan Tian, and closed off my lower body's meridians! I couldn't even scream, but I kept watching their veiled faces and the way they blinked their eyes, I think one of them was a woman, but as long as even one of them appears in front of me, I'll immediately be able to recognize the person!”

”I knew that these people were from the Blizzard Silver City! These people had come straight from hell; they were so cold that I felt like I was being attacked by the devil! I will always remember the sounds of their pleased laughter as they tortured me, he he he….” Jun Wu Yi's eyes had become red.

”….. and since then, no matter how much I tried, I could never stand up; my heart was full of hatred, but I couldn't say it….Blizzard Silver City was too strong, and if father found out, then he would certainly tried to take revenge….. but even a hundred Jun Families aren't strong enough to match the Blizzard Silver City! I wanted to discard my life as well, but if another heir of the Jun Family died, then the whole family would have been obliterated….”

”My elder Bothers died because of me, but I'm still alive and healthy. My soldiers died for me, and in front of me, but I was allowed to live this humiliating life…” Jun Wu Yi's face revealed a sad smile, as more tears streamed down his cheeks: ”Soon enough, two of my nephews died for my cause, but I managed to survive…..Mo Xie! Don't you think that your third uncle is useless? Really useless? A complete f**king waste?!”

Jun Wu Yi's face had a smile of misery on it, whereas his chest was rhythmically rising and falling; the sea of hatred inside his heart had, at last, found a way to pour out its resentment.