280 Piercing Heartache (1/2)

With a loud bang, clouds of dust billowed in the air. Yun Yang was completely enveloped in the smoke and dust.

He used his hands, legs and mystical Qi to lift everything in the ruins, aimlessly inspecting every inch of the devastated ground.

Fragments of flesh and blood, as well as shreds of clothes,were found...

In such a violent explosion, it was a difficult task, even to find these things.

However, Yun Yang had refused to stop, relentlessly continuing the search. Fortunately, after a while, he slowly came to his senses.

He had often come to the Cirrus House, hence he was able to recognize the location and directions for every room.He knew where every piece of wood and every feature was, even if he had his eyes closed.

By following his mind's eye, he had soon located the original site of the Cirrus House’s front door.

He then receded, standing there quietly for a while, with his eyes closed.

He then strode in with large steps.

With a sudden hush, the gravel around the gate disappeared. He then walked forward, looking around like how he had usually arrived at the enormously spacious hall. While entering the door, he instinctively glanced around to observe if there were any repercussions or peculiarity.

After a brief pause, he walked inward again.

Following Yun Yang’s path, the gravels along the way began to part. The dust had engulfed the sky, covering the horizon. However, even such a harsh environment posed little obstruction to Yun Yang.

”This was the place that we drank last night. However, all the objects and people are no longer the same and have been separated into two different worlds...”

The ache within Yun Yang was getting more intense.

Yesterday, Yun Zuiyue and Qing Shanxue were still sitting here beaming sweetly, accompanying him to drink. Yet, today ...

He shook his head and once again, cleared the debris in front of him. Clutching onto the slimmest of hopes, he walked inwards once more.

This was where the private room was located. The musical instruments hall was here, and here was a bedroom. Here was...

He continued to search, room by room.

Finally, he saw some dark brown matter in the area where the kitchen used to stand.

”Blood?”

Suddenly, within Yun Yang’s eyes emerged a murderous intent which could hardly be suppressed.

He searched frantically, but to no avail.

Eventually, after discovering the location of the underground warehouse and delicately cleaning all the messy rubble and other objects there, Yun Yang came to a complete halt when he spotted something.

This was the place where Yun Yang found the most bloodstains, a place with the highest density of blood stains in the whole of the Cirrus House!

Pieces of fragmented flesh and blood appearing almost everywhere that he could lay his eyes on.

All the flesh, blood and bone fragments were no bigger than a finger.

In addition, there were countless scraps of charred clothing - white, cloth fragments.

The pristine white cloth had been stained with blood, making it even more macabre.

Sniffing tentatively, the faint fragrance of makeup remained on the clothing shreds. As far as Yun Yang could recall, it brought to mind the ones Yun Zuiyue and Qing Shanxue normally used.

Yun Yang had even found supple hair strands within the ruins as he dug messily through the rubble.

In another corner, half of the base remained intact. The base, however, was filled with traces of scarlet blood, together with long, messy hair strands and fragmented skull pieces.

Yun Yang was seemingly struck by lightning.

The only faint hope that had remained in him had been completely broken.

He staggered, ready to keel over at any moment.

A hand materialized just in time to support him. Fang Mofei's muffled voice could be heard, ”Be careful, young master.”

Yun Yang was dazed, barely hearing the gentle words.

Although the sound was close, Yun Yang felt as if Fang Mofei's voice came from the clouds in the sky, ethereally elusive, ringing true but vaguely indistinct.

He glanced around blankly. With a sudden cough, the corner of his mouth leaked a trail of blood.

The gentle voice of Yun Zuiyue echoed in his mind.

”Young brother, you must have had a hard time.”

”Young brother, do eat more.”

”Young brother, try this.”

It seemed like her gentle glance was still gazing into his eyes.

Even her concerned look and gentle voice before their separation still remained fresh in his memory, ”Young brother, do take good care of yourself in the future...”

Her beaming expression and voice were frozen in time, and yet ...

Yun Yang’s heart was wracked with pain.

Suddenly, a glint of light could be seen gleaming through the rubble.

Yun Yang impulsively rushed over and pounced on the ground. With both of his hands, he dug out the gleaming object.

His hands trembled as if he was holding the last trace of hope; it was a fragment of jade.

Although it was just a sliver, its tenderness and glimmer reminded Yun Yang of someone’s hand.

Yun Zuiyue’s hand, to be precise.

Her fairly-skinned wrist had been ornamented with a pair of bangles, emerald in color.

The glimmer actually came from the fragment of jade. It was all rounded, tender and curved. It was obviously a shard of the jade bangle.

He stared at it in a daze. Suddenly, golden stars sprang up and circled before his eyes. His heart felt as if it was on fire. He felt a wave of dizziness wash over him before he fell unconscious.