The cold wind blew snow across the mountains and rivers, making this frosted land even harsher.
When standing at a high altitude looking down below, countless miles could be seen covered in permafrost.
The gales became even more urgent as a gorgeous carriage came from the distance, leaving behind deep lines on the ground. Not only did this journey crush the snow, it also crushed her unwillingness to leave.
âThe world says, even heroes have a weakness for the charm of a beautiful woman. However, beautiful women canât resist a hero either.â She quietly sighed. This was a rare act for her since a woman that sighs would often age faster. Alas, she had been sighing quite often recently.
A sighing woman was definitely a lonely one!
There was only one man in this world that could make Hongyan feel lonely. She wanted to see him, but avoiding him altogether was the easier path.
She had never thought that loneliness would be this dreadful; it actually scared her to death. In times of fear, she would start to sing, so she placed her fingers on her zither strings and gently flicked them.
Xue Wu was driving the golden bird and carriage. She sighed after hearing the sad song from within and lamented: âNo matter how cruel and cold a woman might be, they will always have a moment of weakness like this. The thing to blame is that not all men in the world have died just yet.â
Her singing was beautiful and the zither was even more wondrous!
However, on the path ahead, Nalan Xuejian could be seen wearing an ashen buddhist robe while holding a buddhist bead in her hand. She looked like a lotus flower above the snow as she blocked the path of the carriage. She listened to the song inside and could feel the affection from within.
The carriage finally stopped because Xue Wu tugged on the chains.
Hongyanâs song also stopped as her fingers moved away from the strings.
âAre you Nangong Hongyan?â Xuejian stared at Xue Wu in her simple red dress. This woman was indeed beautiful with skin fairer than snow and a delicate figure that seemed to be carved out of jade.
Xue Wu was naturally a beauty and an extremely sexy one at that. Her red dress fluttering in the white snow was truly seductive.
âHaha, that I am!â Xue Wu also stared at this little girl ahead of her. To be exact, Xuejian was no longer a little girl. Her tall and thin figure was lovely alongside her lofty breasts and delicate waist. Even though she was not as sexy as Xue Wu, she was no longer a child.
Xuejian didnât meet Xue Wu back at the Supreme Beauty Pavilion, so she didnât recognize her and thought that she was really Nangong Hongyan.
Xuejian asked: âArenât you cold wearing such a flimsy dress?â
Xue Wu rubbed the surface of her dress and her snow-white shoulders. Her long fingers directly touched the inside as if she was feeling her enchanting breasts. Any man would vomit blood if they were to witness this scene.
She was truly a temptress. Even if she took all of her clothes off and stood naked in this wintry weather, no one would find it surprising.
Xue Wu teased: âIâve always been wearing just this much since youth. If you think Iâm wearing too little, take off your clothes for me to wear.â
Xuejian angrily blurted: âHow faceless!â She wasnât only angry at Xue Wu, but also at Feng Feiyun. That bastard was indeed a perverted devil, to go as far as liking such a scantily-dressed woman.
âIâm just a courtesan, how can I make a living if I cared about my face! Haha!â Xue Wu laughed. [1. Note, âcourtesanâ is the closest word, but the raw didnât denote an actual ranking. Most people probably think of Japanese courtesans which are higher-ranking prostitutes, but Xue Wuâs word is just a euphemism for any prostitute. I also thought about using âcompanionâ or âlady of the nightâ because âcourtesanâ isnât perfect due to its connotations, but it is close enough and better than the other two.]
âThen you donât need your face anymore!â Xuejian threw out the bead in her hand. The nine holes in to shot out nine rays of light. They looked like pillars that illuminated the entire area. [2. This is the reason why I used âfacelessâ instead of âshamelessâ a few lines ago. In Chinese, âfaceâ is reputation, so calling someone âfacelessâ is the same as calling them shameless. In this line, Xuejian chose the literal path, threatening to cut off Xue Wuâs actual face as a retort. You can also interpret this as her contempt towards prostitution and lack of self-respect. This is actually my first time using faceless in this literal manner, but the text required it. Otherwise, I would have to rewrite Xuejianâs response.]
âWait a minute, wait, we have no grievances, so why do you want to kill me?â Xue Wu was naturally not afraid of Xuejian. She was still smiling like before.
âWe have an irreconcilable feud!â The nine pillars of light attacked at the same time. Xue Wu retaliated by reaching forward and spreading her fingers. They shot out five waves of light and shattered the buddhist lights.
âBoom!â Next, her palm indirectly struck Xuejianâs chest. The fabric of her robe moved and condensed into thousands of buddhist seals to repel this force.
Alas, Xue Wu was still a Heavenâs Mandate cultivator. The robe couldnât deflect all of her power, so Xuejian fell and rolled down in the snow. Her hair and clothes were full of flakes.
âHaha, little sister, your cultivation is still too weak!â Xue Wuâs laughter was as crisp as a bell as she drove the carriage away.
Nangong Hongyan suddenly gave an order: âWait, she is wearing the Nalan Buddhist Robe, take off her clothes!â
Xue Wu affirmed and stared at Xuejian. No wonder why her palm strike earlier couldnât hurt Xuejian. So it turns out that she was wearing the Nalan Robes.
They didnât waste their trip this time.
âWhat are you doing?â Xuejian gripped the front pieces of her robes in fear.
âTaking off your clothes, obviously.â Xue Wu captured Xuejian and began to undress her with a smile.
âNangong Hongyan, you are too shameless!â Xuejian tried to run for her life, but she was caught by Xue Wu and directly pushed down to the ground. Half of her robes were about to come off.
âIndeed, how about I strip you bare and hang you on a tree so that every man that walks by can see the exquisite figure of a little beauty like you?â Xue Wu acted like an evil madam. Nevertheless, her smile was still very pretty as she began to resemble a heinous pervert more and more.
Xuejian was truly frightened as her face paled. Tears ran from her eyes as she shouted: âHongyan, you will not die a pretty death! Iâll tell Feng Feiyun! If he knew that you bullied me like this, heâll dump you for sure!â
Xue Wu had already torn open Xuejianâs robes to reveal her pretty breasts, but she stopped after hearing the name âFeng Feiyunâ and looked back at the carriage.
âFeng Feiyun...â Hongyan pondered for a moment and replied: âI understand. You want to kill me because of him?â
âNangong Hongyan is who I want to kill!â Xuejian was down in the snow while trying her best to cover her breasts. She felt that Xue Wu was about to eat her, so she was naturally in deep panic.
âIâm Nangong Hongyan.â Hongyan got out of the carriage and stood before Xuejian while signaling for Xue Wu to back down.
Hongyan stared at the disorderly girl. A little smile appeared behind the white veil, one so beautiful that it even stunned Xuejian down on the ground.
The world actually had such a beautiful woman!
âIâm Feng Feiyunâs wife!â Xuejian was still hiding her breasts. For some reason, she was a little afraid of Hongyan.
Hongyan sighed: âYou are too childish.â
Xuejian retorted: âNot at all!â
Hongyan nodded and said: âFine, if youâre his wife, then weâll definitely have to strip you. Not only that, weâll take your life too.â
âYou want to kill me?â Xuejian didnât expect Hongyan to be so cruel and treat murder this lightly; it was as if she had grown used to it.
âIâll kill Feiyunâs wife.â Hongyan really wanted to kill this time, she wasnât just trying to scare Xuejian.
Flames surfaced and wrapped around Hongyanâs palm. She reached forward, seemingly wanting to choke Xuejian.
âAmitabha, amitabha, Benefactor, let go of the butcherâs knife to become a Buddha, donât continue to make mistakes!â A buddhist mantra was emphatically recited in the wind.
Nalan Xuejian was suddenly nowhere to be found!
Hongyan pulled back her hand and turned to the north. Xuejian was already standing in the snow quite a distance away. Next to her was a monk holding a wine jar with its scent pervading far into the night sky.
Hongyan glared at the monk and sneered: âIâm afraid I canât become a Buddha!â
âThen evil has penetrated your heart too deeply. I have a scroll of exorcism; if you chant it three hundred times each day, your heart will be as clear as water and everything will become easy.â Monk Jiu Rou took out a crumpled scroll and threw it towards Hongyan.
Hongyan caught it but didnât bother looking. On her fingers appeared a spark that immediately burned the scroll into ashes.
She sneered: âNosy people usually donât live too long!â
She slowly raised her slender fingers towards the side of her face and into her hair, wishing to take off her veilâŠ
âDonât move! I still want to live for several more years, leave your face for Feng Feiyun to see!â Monk Jiu Rou knew that one of the most powerful weapons for murder was a beautyâs face. This was the prettiest woman in the world, so he couldnât afford to catch half a glimpse of her. Otherwise, he wouldnât be able to live too long afterward.
Because of this, he grabbed Xuejian and fled at an unprecedented speed.
Hongyan put down her hand and stared at the flying snowflakes in the sky. The veil made her look quite mysterious while the answer of the monk kept on echoing in her mind: âLeave your face for Feng Feiyun to seeâŠâ
âPerhaps I really should let him see my face so that one day, even if Iâm no longer here, he will still remember me alone and miss me like I miss him⊠but... sigh!â She lamented once more.
The old carriage continued deeper towards the storm.
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