Chapter 157 (1/2)
Chapter 157 – Parted by Death
Number Two was undoubtedly one of the best. He forced himself to remember his own name yet he had never told it to anyone.
In the end, the first time he told someone about his real name was to the person he trusted most…
The falcon was already in the distance. The water surface continued to be disturbed by the blood drops, causing circle after circle of ripples.
Ning Xuemo floated on the lake and faced the direction the falcon had flown. Her fingers slowly clenched.
If only… If only she was just a little bit stronger, then her comrade might not have died…
She did not want to let this situation happen again so she must become stronger. She had to survive!
The 9th peak. It was rumoured to be the most dangerous place.Original and most updated translations are from volaretranslations.
It was not a place someone like her could remain in for long. For now, her goal was to leave this place safe and sound…
She quickly scanned the area. She was surrounded by mountains on all sides with the big lake located in the middle.
The terrain somewhat resembled that of the Heaven Lake[1]. ‘This lake couldn’t be situated on top of a volcano right?!’
Once again glancing at the surrounding mountain peaks, her eyebrows raised even higher.
In all eight cardinal directions, eight mountains, both tall and short, stood. Every mountain peak’s position seemed to correspond to the eight trigrams. The mountains were shaped differently too. One was shaped like a large dragon, another like a tiger and yet another like a phoenix. There was even one that looked like a turtle-snake…
Ning Xuemo’s heart jolted. ‘Isn’t that similar to the Azure Dragon in the East, White Tiger in the West, Vermillion Bird in the North and the Black Tortoise in the South?!’
These four mountains were exactly situated in the East, West, North and South respectively!
Furthermore, it was obvious that the other four mountains were shorter by quite a bit. Their shapes were not natural either and also resembled some animals. However, Ning Xuemo couldn’t make out what they were.
The colours of the mountains were also different. One was like a crystalline snow sculpture, another was fiery red like the morning sun, yet another was bluish-green like an emerald. There was even one which was as pitch black as the night. Each had its own style.
On each mountain a waterfall flowed from the top to the bottom. Furthermore, their colours corresponded to the mountain they originated from. All of them flowed directly into this large lake…
This type of place was surreal like a dream. Even in a dream, this many oddities would not be appearing.