novelapdf Chapter 35 The Palace Mistress of Yihua Palace Invites the Moon and Pities the Stars
Chapter 35 The Palace Mistress of Yihua Palace Invites the Moon and Pities the Stars
"Young Miss, this...this desert is teeming with evil spirits, what if..."
The caravan leader, a burly man with a thick beard, looked troubled upon hearing the sounds from inside the carriage.
He had been traveling this trade route for over a decade and had seen all sorts of strange and wonderful things.
The worst thing in the desert is curiosity; often, even a little curiosity can cost everyone their lives.
"Go when I tell you to."
The voice inside the carriage remained cold and aloof, but now carried a hint of impatience.
"Yes, yes!"
The burly man with the bushy beard dared not utter another word of nonsense.
He knew that this mysterious young lady, who had paid a hefty sum to hire them to traverse this "Sea of Death," had quite a temper.
He quickly gave a wink to the sharp-eyed waiter from earlier.
"What are you waiting for! Go now!"
"oh oh!"
The man quickly jumped off the camel and ran towards the small white mound.
As he ran, he pulled a small shovel from his pocket.
He quickly ran to the "small mound," squatted down, and began to dig carefully.
The yellow sand was gradually dug away, and slowly, a head of long, snow-white hair was revealed.
"Huh? It's a person?"
The man paused for a moment, then continued digging.
Soon, the face of a young man, pale as death yet unbelievably handsome, appeared before him.
The man's eyes were closed and his lips were cracked, making him appear as if he had been dead for a long time.
But his face was lifelike, without any signs of decay, and even his clothes were intact.
"Boss! Boss! It's a person! It's a dead man!"
The waiter was startled and quickly shouted loudly to the back.
Upon hearing this, the burly man with the bushy beard frowned even more deeply.
dead?
It's perfectly normal for a dead person to appear in this godforsaken place.
He was about to tell the servant to stop and come back quickly when that cold, clear voice rang out again from inside the carriage.
"Bring him here."
"what?"
The burly man with the bushy beard and the other man were both stunned.
Taking a dead person with you on the way?
This is so unlucky!
"What's wrong?"
The sounds inside the carriage turned somewhat cold.
Didn't you hear what I said?
"No, I wouldn't dare!"
The burly man with the bushy beard trembled in fright and immediately roared at the waiter:
"Didn't you hear what the young lady said?! Quickly! Bring the person here to the young lady!"
Although the man was extremely unwilling, he dared not disobey orders and could only grit his teeth and walk over.
It took him a great deal of effort to drag the thin yet surprisingly heavy "corpse" out of the sand, and then he and another man carried it toward the carriage.
As they carried the "corpse" to the front of the carriage, the carriage curtain was slowly lifted by a slender, fair, and otherworldly hand.
A breathtakingly beautiful face appeared before everyone.
She was a woman who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She was wearing a snow-white palace dress, with a tall and graceful figure and a cool and noble temperament, like a celestial maiden who did not eat the food of the mortal world.
Her beauty was an aggressive kind, so striking that it made one afraid to look directly at her. Any man would feel ashamed in her presence and would not be able to harbor any thoughts of desecration.
She is the Grand Master of Yihua Palace, one of the most mysterious and powerful sects in the martial arts world today.
—Invite the Moon!
Beside her sat another woman of unparalleled beauty, but unlike Yaoyue's domineering and aloof nature, her beauty leaned more towards gentleness and tranquility, with a pair of bright, lively eyes full of curiosity and kindness.
She was the second mistress of the Yihua Palace.
——Lianxing!
At this moment, the two sisters' gazes fell on the "corpse" of the white-haired man on the ground.
When they finally saw that handsome, almost otherworldly face, even though they were used to seeing all the handsome men and beautiful women in the world, they couldn't help but secretly admire him.
What a handsome man.
"Sister, he... he seems to still be breathing."
Lianxing looked at Yang Qian on the ground and suddenly whispered.
She could sense that although the man's breath was so weak it was almost negligible, there was indeed a very faint rise and fall in his chest.
"Um."
Inviting the Moon simply responded with a faint "yes".
Her clear, cold phoenix eyes swept over Yang Qian in a single glance, as if she had seen through him inside and out.
"His soul was severely damaged, and his meridians were mostly broken. It's a miracle that he's still alive."
She commented in a completely emotionless tone, as if she were evaluating an object that had nothing to do with her.
"Then...should we save him?"
Looking at Yang Qian's pale yet handsome face, Lianxing felt a pang of pity.
"Save him?"
Upon hearing this, Yaoyue's lips curled into a cold smile.
"When did our Yihua Palace start doing these kinds of charitable deeds of saving lives?"
"But, sister..." Lianxing wanted to say something more.
But Yaoyue interrupted her directly.
"Throw him into the empty carriage at the back."
She coldly gave orders to the two stunned waiters beside her.
"Whether he lives or dies depends on his own fate."
"Yes, yes!"
The two men, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly and clumsily lifted Yang Qian up and threw him onto an empty wagon loaded with miscellaneous goods at the very back of the caravan.
After doing all this, Yaoyue lowered the carriage curtain, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial little episode.
"Sister, why...?"
Lianxing looked at Yaoyue with some confusion and asked.
Based on her understanding of her sister, she was definitely not the kind of person who would show kindness.
She must have had her reasons for keeping that man around.
Aren't you curious?
Instead of answering her question, Yaoyue asked in return with a nonchalant tone.
"Curious?" Lianxing was taken aback.
"I'm curious why a man who looks so young could have suffered such severe emotional trauma?"
Yaoyue picked up the cup of fragrant tea that had been prepared on the table and took a small sip.
"I'm curious about who he is and what he's been through?"
"What I'm even more curious about is..."
Yaoyue put down her teacup, a hint of amusement flashing in her cool phoenix eyes.
"Where does that faint, yet unsettling, divine aura emanating from him come from?"
Upon hearing this, Lianxing was startled!
A divine or demonic aura?!
She was too far away to investigate carefully, but she never expected that the man was hiding such a shocking secret!
What kind of terrifying existence could possess an aura that could make even a woman who has already reached the Grandmaster realm feel her heart tremble?!
"Sister, you mean...?"
"Let's keep it for now," Yaoyue said calmly. "Everything will become clear when he wakes up."
"If he doesn't wake up..." Yaoyue's lips curled into a cold, cruel smile once more.
"Then just throw them to feed the wolves."
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