Chapter 315: Lu Liwei And Su Xue (2/2)
Liwei elaborated: “Not only did they sever the eyes of the heavens, they also activated the heavenly bloodthirst. If you all didn’t help earlier, I would have died just now.”
Everyone took in a deep breath. Just who was this frightening character? This was someone capable of severing the eyes of the heavens as well and inciting its punishment. It must be a mythical character.
Su Xue emotionlessly asked: “Can you guess who did it?”
Dressed in pure black with a rain hat, she was the prettiest in the Fifth Hall. She was sitting in the farthest corner while holding an ordinary iron sword. No one here dared to approach her.
The first time anyone heard her name, they would call her Su Xue. Only she herself knew that her name was actually Su Xue. [1. The characters for Xue sound the same. The first one means snow while the second means blood.]
She never explained it to others since she considered it too much effort. This was a very strange girl who never had a friend. She didn’t even allow anyone to be within three steps of her. The only person who got that close without dying was the Fifth Lord. However, he paid the price of a severed hand.
Few had seen her true appearance, but everyone called her the prettiest in her own hall. Perhaps she was not beautiful and might even be ugly. However, her mysterious nature made people’s imaginations run wild. Who knows if she was beautiful or not?
All of the disciples here, including Liu Chengfeng, were slightly wary of her. They stared at her with a strange gaze and deliberately stayed far away. Why? Su Xue was one of the three most frightening geniuses in the current heretical generation. She was on the same level as Nalan Xuezang and might even be scarier.
While Xuezang had nine swords, she only had one. However, she had killed even more people than Xuezang.
A glimmer prettier than starlight flash in Liwei’s eyes: “In the entire Jin Dynasty, less than three characters are capable of severing the eyes of the heavens in addition to channeling its bloodthirst, and only one of them capable of this is in Radiance.”
After hearing this, everyone here could guess who it was!
Liu Chengfeng murmured: “Scholar Heaven Calculating...”
“The scholar and Yan Ziyu have arrived in Trinity. The fight between the pagoda and the heretical schools will formally begin soon. Capturing Bi Xianxian is their form of counterattacking.”
Another disciple voiced his concerns: “Miss Lu and Miss Su, please be careful to avoid being involved in an incident like Bai Ruxue and Bi Xianxian. Their next target might be you two.”
“Boom!” At this time, a rough man could be heard shouting outside: “Move, move it! I’m here to drink, bring me your best wine right now, ten jars!”
A maid around the age of eighteen replied: “Sir, our wine isn’t cheap.”
This beautiful restaurant was a property of the Yin Gou Ward. The maids working here all had keen insight and could tell that this man ahead was only a Thousand-man Commander, judging by his armor. Not to mention ten jars, he couldn’t afford to pay for a single bowl.
Her tone was respectful, but her mind was far from it.
“Boom!” The Thousand-man Commander slammed the two-foot thick table and left a huge palmprint: “What do you mean?! You think I can’t afford it? Do you know who I am?!”
This commander had quite a temper and a thunderous voice. The maid turned pale from fear and almost fell to the ground, paralyzed.
The commotion attracted the attention of the manager. He yelled at the maid and quickly appeased this commander. Things quickly subsided as ten jars of the best wine were brought up. The wine here was indeed amazing; its aroma permeated the entire restaurant.
This manager was quite nervous as he accompanied the commander. He kept talking the whole time: “Sir, this is the ‘Immortal Toppling Seven Bowls.’ It’s very strong, ordinary people would fall drunk after taking in just one drop. A cultivator who can handle three bowls is already amazing. Even a Heaven’s Mandate cultivator would fall to the ground after the seventh bowl.”
The commander drank one after another. In the blink of an eye, he poured five bowls into his belly while showing no signs of getting drunk.
“Sir, can you slow down a bit and savor it? Each drop is worth 50 gold coins!” The manager felt the pain as he watched this commander gulp down the wine.
Others would use a small cup and drink this type of wine slowly, but this commander finished ten bowls in the blink of an eye.
Was he the reincarnation of a wine god? He actually drank ten bowls without getting drunk!
Everyone looked over at this Thousand-man Commander in amazement. They were curious to see just how many bowls he could finish.
The geniuses from the heretical schools also paid attention to the commander in the main lobby. The moment they saw him, they exclaimed at the same time: “It’s Feng Daniu!”