Well, what would you like to eat then, Hua Cheng?
Xie Lian shifted to face Fu Yao and, intentionally or otherwise, when he took a step forwards, he shielded San Lang from view. "There is no need to remind me of who I am. On this, I am most clear."
"Then why the hell are you still standing there by his side?" Fu Yao seethed.
Xie Lian's reply was frank. "Because... I won't be bitten by the snakes if I stand next to him."
"..."
San Lang choked a little at his answer, then burst into laughter. Fu Yao's expression was thunderous. "You..."
His face grew steadily darker, then suddenly turned entirely black. Not just his face, Xie Lian's entire view also bathed in pure darkness.
Turns out that the protective barrier of flames that Fu Yao had put up earlier, as well as the ring of fire he had drawn on the ground, have suddenly gone out!
In the darkness, Xie Lian heard San Lang snicker as he said, "Pathetic!" He felt an arm loop over his shoulders. Immediately after, Xie Lian heard something slamming hard and fast right above them in quick succession. Bang bang! It sounded like a torrential rainstorm striking and bouncing off a parasol.
Needless to say, now that the protective barrier has vanished, the purplish-red snakes had begun raining down on them in a veritable deluge again. And there is a parasol propped above them, deflecting the snakes!
Xie Lian caught a whiff of a heavy scent of blood. He was about to make a move, but San Lang said, "Don't move. Nothing would dare come over here, if it knows what's best for them."
His tone was calm and confident. The first part of his sentence was spoken gently, his voice mellow, but the later part was laced with arrogance. Xie Lian had not been worried to begin with, but then he heard Fu Yao bellowing angrily somewhere ahead. It seems that the rain of snakes had poured all over his head. Xie Lian urged, "San Lang!"
San Lang immediately said, "No."
Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or tear at his hair. "Do you know what I was about to say?"
San Lang replied, "Don't worry yourself. He won't die."
At this moment, a shriek sounded from somewhere laterally ahead of them. "BAN YUE! If you want me dead just let them bite me and get it over with. What the hell are you playing at?"
Ban Yue protested, "It wasn't me!" In all likelihood, Ke Mo had been battered awake by the snakes, found himself buried in a seething mass of slippery bodies, and immediately determined this to be Ban Yue's way of tormenting him.
Xie Lian said, "Fu Yao, can you still light up a fire? Cast another flame spell!"
Fu Yao was gnashing his teeth. "That thing by your side is suppressing my magic, I can't light any fires!"
Xie Lian's heart sank, but San Lang said, "I didn't."
"I know you didn't," Xie Lian said. "And that's precisely why this is strange. Ban Yue and Ke Mo are bound by the Immortal Binding ropes so their powers are restricted, I've run out of spiritual energy, and you're not suppressing Fu Yao. Does that not mean that there is a sixth person in this pit?!"
Fu Yao was incensed. "Are you possessed! There's no damned sixth person here, no one else has come down from up there!"
At this moment, they heard Ban Yue's startled voice. "Who's there?!"
Xie Lian said, "What's wrong Ban Yue? Is there someone by your side?"
Ban Yue replied, "There's a..." Her sentence ended here and her voice faded away. Xie Lian exclaimed in alarm, "Ban Yue?!"
Fu Yao was still thrashing about within the nest of snakes. For a brief moment, a white light shone like a beacon within the pitch darkness accompanied by a ripple of explosions. He warned, "Be careful, she may be luring you over to her!"
Xie Lian said, "Not necessarily. Let's save her first!" He was about to dash into the rain of snakes, but then he heard San Lang's voice by his ear. "Alright!"
Xie Lian felt a hand fasten on his shoulder, and then they were suddenly whirling out together. He realized with a start that the youth was actually handling a parasol with masterful skill. With one arm fastening Xie Lian to his side, San Lang surged forward in an attack. Within the inky darkness, sparks of silver flickered, accompanied by clear, ringing chimes. Suddenly, there was an ear-piercing screech of metal on metal which split everyone's eardrums.
"Oh?" San Lang said. "So there really is a sixth person. How interesting."
Xie Lian could not tell how the youth handled his weapons, nor what his weapons even were. But right now, it was clear that his weapons have been met with someone else's attack!
The other person was silent. Xie Lian could hear the whistling sound of blades cleaving the air, and deduced that another attack has been launched. From time to time, sparks burst out in brief flashes, shining stark within the darkness, but winked out just as quickly as they came. It did not suffice to illuminate the enemy's face. Xie Lian trained an ear on the ongoing battle, and at the same time he called out, "Ban Yue, are you there? Can you answer me?"
There was no reply. Fu Yao huffed. "Mayhap the person you're both fighting with is her!"
Xie Lian said, "No, this is definitely not Ban Yue!"
Just like how they had beat Ke Mo in the dark earlier, San Lang moved around languidly like he was merely humouring his opponent, except that he was a little more attentive this time. Their opponent had explosively powerful martial skills, and they handled their weapon smoothly and skillfully. Ban Yue's build is petite. The brief flashes of light had illuminated a powerful looking arm, and the strength with which it wielded their weapon was clearly beyond Ban Yue's capability. Hence it is impossible for their opponent to be her. But who could this sixth person be? And when did they even turn up to begin with?!
{T/N: I used 'they' to be gender neutral, but really it's referring to only one person.}
"This sort of traitor who sells out her country is no different from that female ghost, Xuan Ji," Fu Yao retorted "Why are you so insistent on trusting her?"
{T/N: Reminder, Xuan Ji was the ghost who murdered the brides and broke her own legs to get her former lover Pei Ming (aka General Pei) to see her again.}
Xie Lian said, "Fu Yao, can you stop being so irritable? You... wait wait, what did you just say?"
Fu Yao crossly slapped at several Scorpion-Tailed snakes and sent them flying away with an explosive blast. "I said, why do you trust her so much? Just like how you trust that thing by your side!"
But Xie Lian said, "No, I wasn't talking about this—– you said Xuan Ji. You mentioned Xuan Ji didn't you?!"
"What of it?! What's that got to do with anything!"
But Xie Lian held his breath for a moment, then suddenly said, "You can stop now! There's no need for you to hide, I already know who you are!"
The sound of clashing blades did not waver. Their opponent paid no heed to him, but Xie Lian wasn't overly concerned. "You think my words are only meant to trick you? General Pei Junior?"
{T/N: Previously translated as Little General Pei by Sakhyulations. Not to be confused with General Pei.}
Well, what would you like to eat then, Hua Cheng?
Fu Yao looked bewildered. "Who are you talking to? General Pei Junior? Have you gone mad? With the kind of status General Pei Junior holds, don't you think everyone would know of it if he descends?"
Xie Lian nodded. "What you said is true. However, what if it was not his true, divine self that came down?"
In the dark, the sound of blades clashing seemed to freeze for a moment, then immediately continued.
Xie Lian said, "My realization came pretty late. In fact, this should have occurred to me long ago.
"I knew that there have been strange happenings at the Ban Yue pass for nearly two hundred years, but no Heaven's Official has ever ventured to take notice of it. Since everyone else was reluctant to touch on the subject, it could only mean that someone has been deliberately suppressing the matter, and they dared not offend this person. But I wasn't familiar with the rest of the Heaven's Officials, so I dared not venture any guesses or make bold speculations as to who this big-shot is."
Xie Lian had only been reminded of the matter when Fu Yao mentioned the female ghost, Xuan Ji.
When on the subject of Xuan Ji, one would inadvertently connect her with the two generals from the Pei family. The North is the domain of the two Pei generals, and Fu Yao had once mentioned in passing : before General Pei Junior ascended to Heaven, he had once commanded the massacre of everybody in a captured city.
{T/N: Refer chapter 12, on Pei Su's (aka General Pei Junior) brief history}
Which city was massacred?
It could very well have been the ancient country of Ban Yue!
This sort of thing is not unheard of among the officials of the Court of Heaven. In order to attain success, bloodshed has often been necessary. But then again, slaughtering the innocent folk in a captured city was not something one could brag about either. If word of it gets spread too far and wide, it would be difficult to attract new worshipers, so it was often necessary to cover up these matters. Even if everyone in Heaven knew of it, the polite thing to do would be to gloss over the subject. After all, unless one was harboring some sort of deep grudge or planned on causing mischief, who would go around digging up other people's shameful histories and drawing the ire of their backers?
Xie Lian said slowly, "The face which was buried in the ground said, among us, there was someone who had been present fifty to sixty years ago. I thought his words were but lies to trick us to get closer, but now it seems that it spoke the truth.
"The one I suspected most was you. The caravans follow you, it's no chore for you to lead them anywhere you wished. In all the years I spent in Ban Yue, I have never come across a single Scorpion-Tailed snake, yet you lot managed to come across such a rare, venomous creature while seeking shelter from the sand storm.
"When I agreed for you to come with us to seek the Kindred Moon herbs, you even left them with very specific directions to the ancient city of Ban Yue, just so if any of them couldn't wait for our return, they could go ahead and serve themselves up to be slaughtered. Earlier at the top of the Sinners' Pit, I did say that if anything were to happen I would step forth first. But you suddenly lost your head and jumped in for no reason, despite having been calm from the start."
Xie Lian paused briefly before summing it up. "Your actions have been bizarre and senseless all along, but it took me this long to figure it out. It really was slow of me, isn't that right? General Pei Junior? Or should I call you—– Ah Zhao!"
Deathly silence ensued.
After a long while, a flat, cold voice said, "Has it ever occurred to you, that the face in the ground may have been referring to the youth in red by your side instead."
Flames blazed up within the Sinners' Pit, illuminating two figures in bloody crimson facing each other.
One was San Lang in red who had already stowed away his weapons, looking calm and serene. The other was a plain garbed young man who was still holding a sword out horizontally before him, seemingly reluctant to back down.
Because the plain cotton of the young man's clothing was soaked in blood, it gave the impression that he was dressed entirely in red. His expression was cold and remote, with a body slung over one of his shoulders. It really was Ah Zhao.
In fact, whether it is the deity General Pei Junior or Ah Zhao, that dull and stony expression he favored had always been the same. But Xie Lian's thoughts had not led him in that direction, so he did not make the connection between these two people earlier.
The person he held draped over his shoulder was Ban Yue. Xie Lian guessed that he had released the snakes to distract them and steal Ban Yue away during the ensuing chaos, but since his mask has now been torn off, there was no longer any use in doing so. The snakes writhing on the ground and those still hailing down from above suddenly fell still. With a skillful twist of the wrist, Ah Zhao sheathed his sword with one hand and lowered Ban Yue to the ground with the other. Ke Mo gaped at him. "Who are you? Didn't you fall to your death?"
Ah Zhao's gaze did not waver from San Lang. "Ke Mo, you're still the same after hundreds of years," he replied curtly in the Ban Yue tongue
Ke Mo gave a start of recognition at his blandly indifferent tone, then rage suddenly suffused his swarthy features. "...It's you!!! Pei Su?!"
If it wasn't because he was firmly tied up by the Immortal Binding ropes, he probably would charged at the young man like a furious bull.
"General Pei Junior, the Scorpion-Tailed snakes do not only obey Ban Yue," Xie Lian probed. "The snakes which would attack travelers at will were controlled by you, weren't they."
"En, it was me," Pei Su admitted. He seemed strangely pleased.
"Did Ban Yue teach you how to control the Scorpion-Tailed snakes?"
"She did not. But I can learn her ways on my own."
Xie Lian's brows rose. "Indeed, General Pei Junior is truly gifted."
He paused, then asked, "When did you two first meet? And how did you meet?"
Pei Su gave him a brief look and said, "General Hua."
Xie Lian was baffled. "Why are you also addressing me this way?"
Pei Su said mildly, "Do you not recognize me, General Hua?"
"..."
Then Xie Lian recalled.
Hazy memories surfaced of Ban Yue as a child being ostracized by the other Ban Yue children, only a young Yong'An boy would occasionally take notice of her. Like Ban Yue, the boy was also taciturn by nature. Many of the children at the frontier were born to the soldiers defending the borders, and they tended to join the ranks after growing up as well. Could it be...
"It's you?!" Xie Lian exclaimed. "I really only just recognized you."
Pei Su nodded. "It's me. I too, only just recognized you, General."
No wonder. Turns out Ban Yue and the military official she colluded with have known each other from way back!
Xie Lian said, "Did Ban Yue really open the city gates because of you?"
Ke Mo spat at the floor, then began bucking around. "Untie me," he demanded. "Let me and this despicable wretch Pei Su fight it out to the death!"
Pei Su replied coolly, "Firstly, we have already fought it out two hundred years ago, and you lost. Second, dare I ask which part of me is despicable?"
Ke Mo drew himself up angrily. "If it wasn't for the two of you colluding to strike at us from inside and out, how would we have lost?!"
Pei Su's lips curled in a faint sneer. "Ke Mo, stop deluding yourself. During the siege, even though I only brought two thousand men with me, as far as I'm concerned, breaking through the city gates was only a matter of time. "
Xie Lian could not help blurting out, "Wait wait, you were sent to attack a whole country with only two thousand soldiers? Wasn't it tantamount to suicide? Could it be that you were even more detested within the army than me??"
"..."
Pei Su stopped talking. It seems like he had hit the mark. Xie Lian added, "Since victory was in your grasp, why then did you ask Ban Yue to open the city gates for you?"
Pei Su said bluntly, "Because I wanted everyone in the city dead."
Xie Lian squinted at him. "What do you mean? Since you were already winning, what need was there to massacre everyone?" It can't be some kind of hobby right!
Pei Su said, "It was precisely because we were winning, that the massacre was necessary. And it had to be done quickly and immediately, sparing no one."
Xie Lian noticed the grand way he emphasized on 'sparing no one'. "Reason being?"
Pei Su replied, "The night before the siege, many of the Ban Yue family heads convened and came to an agreement on one thing."
"What was it?"
"The Ban Yue people are naturally fierce with tendencies toward violence," Pei Su explained. "They deeply hated Yong'an. Even if they knew that defeat was imminent, they would not submit to it. So all of Ban Yue's men, women, children, elderly, were instructed to prepare one thing with utmost haste."
Xie Lian could already faintly guess at what it was, and the word Pei Su spat out confirmed his guess:
"Explosives!"
Pei Su drew his words out carefully. "They had decided that if the walls of the city fall, all the inhabitants would conceal these explosives within their bodies and immediately flee in different directions. They would then enter Yong'an and try to cause a ruckus to draw as large a crowd as possible, then set the explosives off. Even if they die, they will bring as many Yong'an people down with them as they could. Even if their nation has been vanquished, they would see to it that the ones who had defeated them would know no peace."
Hence it had been necessary to cut down all these civilians in one stroke before they could make a run for it...
Xie Lian immediately turned to look at Ke Mo. "Is this true?"
Ke Mo replied proudly, "Yes!"
San Lang lifted a brow. "How very vicious."
He said this in the Ban Yue tongue. Ke Mo's face contorted in rage. "Vicious? What right do you have to call us vicious? If it were not you people who attacked us first, we would not have been forced to this. You destroyed us and we retaliated in turn, how are we in the wrong?!"
"Very well," Pei Su said. "How about we start from the beginning? How many times have the Ban Yue people at the frontier stirred up trouble without reason? How many Yong'an caravans and travelers on the way to the Western Regions been maliciously intercepted by the Ban Yue nation? You people knew full well that there were horse thieves amongst you who specialized in deliberately barricading roads and wantonly plundering and slaughtering the Yong'an people, yet you sheltered them. The soldiers that Yong'an sent to round up these thieves and murderers were killed by you on grounds of trespassing. So tell me, have we not the right to deem you vicious?"
Although his speech was impassive and his tone inflectionless, every word was sharp and incisive. Ke Mo said, "But that was because you people first forcefully occupied our lands, so we struck back."
Pei Su said, "The borders between the two countries have never been clearly delineated, how was it considered forceful occupation?"
Ke Mo said, "Both sides have already marked out the territories long ago, but you people reneged on it!"
Pei Su returned, "The division of the territories was only agreed on your end, when has Yong'an ever acceded to it? Your so-called division of territories was to give us all the barren wastelands whilst you people kept all the oases for yourself. Ridiculous, no?"
Ke Mo was enraged. "The oases have always belonged to us. Generations of Ban Yue people grew up at the oases!"
Both parties obstinately stuck to their side of the story. Listening to them bicker incessantly was enough to make Xie Lian's head throb. When he recalled how he had been caught in between both opposing armies and suffered a terrible beating two hundred years ago, he felt his face aching dully again. Pei Su turned away from Ke Mo dismissively and said to Xie Lian, "As you can see, the rights and wrongs of earthly affairs can never be clearly grasped. Only through force may the victor be decided."
Xie Lian said, "I agree with the first half of that statement."
San Lang said, "I agree with the second half."
Ke Mo's anger subsided slightly, then he suddenly said, "The Yong'an people for the most part are shameless, and you are the most shameless one I have ever met. Pei Su, you are a cold-hearted man. Your killing us had never been for the sake of your country, nor was it to save your people."
Pei Su fell silent.
Ke Mo continued, "You were the son of an exile, scorned and despised by everyone. You only wanted to gain a foothold and establish yourself within the Yong'an army's ranks and climb up the ladder, which was why you absolutely had to win that hopeless battle. But it's a pity that Ban Yue thought highly of you. She was used by you, and betrayed us for the likes of you."
Xie Lian asked, "But General Pei Junior, aren't you a descendant of General Pei's?" With the protection of such a renowned ancestor whose fame spread far and wide, it ought not have been necessary to stoop to such tactics right?
"He may be related to General Pei, but who knows how many branches there are in that family tree," San Lang said.
Ah. That is to say, if Pei Su had not had the ability to ascend to Heaven on his own merit, he was unlikely to have received any blessings from this old ancestor of his.
"Ban Yue was my subordinate," Pei Su said mildly. "She went to Ban Yue nation and concealed herself there on my orders. She is of Ban Yue blood, and also of Yong'an. She chose a side and stuck to it, she has never betrayed her country. The Ban Yue people are sinister and capricious. I do not regret putting them to death."
Suddenly, a voice sounded from above. "WELL SAID! What then, of those travelers whom you lured through the pass to their ends in this pit for so many years, dare you claim their deaths were deserved as well?"
Well, what would you like to eat then, Hua Cheng?
The voice had sounded from above their heads. Xie Lian immediately looked up in surprise. "Which esteemed lord has arrived?"
There was no answer. Instead, he heard some strange whooshwhoosh sounds, like swift gusts of winds. The sounds grew steadily louder, and as it neared, Xie Lian realized that what he heard was really the roar of surging winds!
The howling gale hit them abruptly. Before he could so much as blink, Xie Lian found his feet leaving the ground as he was bodily swept up by the winds!
The cyclone swirled and howled in the Sinners' Pit as it snatched them all up and sent them hurtling out toward the skies!
Xie Lian immediately turned and grabbed hold of San Lang who was the closest to him. "Be careful!"
San Lang calmly wound an arm around him in turn. Xie Lian felt himself spinning through the air, his world turning upside-down as they were blown out. Then the winds died. For a brief moment, they remained suspended in the air, before falling down.
Xie Lian promptly shook Ruoye out. "There's nothing scary here anymore," he said hurriedly. "Be good now Ruoye, come out and save us!"
He gave Ruoye two quick pats to coax it, and Ruoye finally unfurled and lengthened out. However, empty space and barren landscape surrounded them, and the Sinners' Pit at the bottom offered no purchase for it to grab on to. Ruoye flew out, made a turn, then flew back into its hiding place. Resigned, Xie Lian began adjusting his posture in the air in preparation for a nasty landing.
In the past, he would have landed headfirst and stuck himself three feet deep into the ground. But this time, just before he hit the ground, San Lang effortlessly turned him around so that he actually managed to land on his feet. When he found himself standing firmly on the ground, Xie Lian was still busy feeling amazed until he spotted a figure in black staggering over towards them.
Xie Lian stared for a moment. "Nan Feng!" he exclaimed in delight.
It really was Nan Feng, and he was cutting quite a sorry figure indeed. His clothing was in tatters, and he was covered head to toe in dust like he had rolled several rounds on the ground in a brawl while being trampled by horses for a whole night. Nan Feng silently held up a hand when he heard Xie Lian's call, and wiped at his own face, seemingly having lost the will to live. Xie Lian reached out to support him. "What happened to you? Did you get beaten up by those two ladies?"
As he spoke, his eyes were drawn to two silhouettes behind Nan Feng, walking towards them. One of them was the woman in white, her horsetail whisk resting in the crook of her arm. She beamed at Xie Lian. "Hello, Your Highness."
{T/N: Previously described as a hossu by Sakhyulations, but these are actually 2 different items although they look pretty similar. The Horsetail Whisk (pic) is a special weapon made by binding the hair from a horse's tail to a long wooden handle. The hossu (pic) is a short staff of wood or bamboo with bundled hair (of a cow, horse, or yak) or hemp wielded by a Zen Buddhist priest. One is for fighting, one can't even kill flies.}
Despite feeling utterly clueless, Xie Lian's manners kicked in at her friendly greeting. Not knowing how to address her, he returned her smile and waved. "Hello to you too, friend."
The young woman in black was silent and aloof as she sauntered over, sweeping a cool, detached gaze over them. She did not spare Xie Lian more than a cursory glance, but her eyes wavered for a moment when they rested on San Lang. Her footsteps faltered as she regarded him in suspicion.
The wind earlier had sent everyone spiraling out of the pit in one powerful gust. The two women walked past Xie Lian and stopped directly in front of Pei Su. Pei Su did not seem in the least bit surprised to see them. After all, when he had been acting as Ah Zhao, he had already caught a glimpse of these two within the city. He knelt down before the woman in white, his head lowered. "Lord Wind Master," he said softly.
Xie Lian was stunned.
So the woman he had always taken to be some form of demon or evil spirit that had popped out of nowhere was actually a Heavenly Official? And the Wind Master at that? The same Wind Master who had thrown out a hundred thousand merits in the spirit communication array?!
But then again, there was probably nothing wrong with that. Back then, the woman in white had said something along the lines of "where did those people run off to, do I really have to drag them out one by one to kill them", which certainly sounded ominous and gave him the impression that she was out to murder them. But in fact, "those people" may have actually been referring to the Ban Yue soldiers instead. But his first impression of her had been too vivid, and so her every movement had seemed to carry ill-intent to him.
Awe and reverence danced in Xie Lian's heart at this Heavenly Official who could scatter out a hundred thousand merits like so much confetti with a wave of the hand. "Why didn't you tell me she was the Wind Master earlier?" he sighed at Nan Feng. "I actually thought she was some kind of snake or scorpion demon. It was really rude of me."
Nan Feng's face was dark. "How would I know that was the Wind Master?" he gritted out. "I have never seen the Wind Master looking like this before. The Wind Master has always been... forget it."
Xie Lian nodded understandingly. The Wind Master is likely wearing a guise. He did not pursue further and asked instead, "Why would the Wind Master be here in Ban Yue?"
"Here to help," Nan Feng said curtly. "They were wandering around in Ban Yue city earlier to look for those Ban Yue soldiers."
Ah. Xie Lian's mind swiftly recalled the time he had asked about the happenings in Ban Yue pass in the spirit communication array. During the ensuing silence that had followed his query, the Wind Master had suddenly thrown out a hundred thousand merits which drew away everybody's attention. In all likelihood, the Wind Master had taken note of his interest.
As he mulled over his thoughts pensively, on the other side, the Wind Master had crouched down in front of Pei Su. "Xiǎo Pei ah, I heard everything."
{T/N: 小 (Xiǎo) – little. Pei Su is usually called General xiǎo Pei (General Pei Junior) to differentiate him from General Pei. The Wind Master calling Pei Su 'Xiao Pei' aka 'Little Pei' is actually kinda cute.)
Pei Su lowered his head. The Wind Master said, "Do you admit to having lured travelers into the Ban Yue City in these past two hundred years?"
Having already been caught, Pei Su did not try to defend himself. "It was me," he said quietly.
The Wind Master asked, "Why?"
Pei Su paused, then said, "The Wind Master has long since been suspicious of me. Are you not able to guess?"
The Wind Master lifted a brow. "Because these tortured souls are ironclad evidence of your bloody and brutal past when you were mortal, and may one day hinder your path in ascension to glory, no?"
Pei Su declined to comment. Xie Lian had been listening from the side and could not stifle his curiosity any longer. "But wait, why didn't you just kill them off directly? Why did you have to feed them living people to appease them instead? How is this different from using one man's flesh to assuage the hunger of another man?"
{T/N: Meaning to solve a problem by creating another problem.}
But San Lang said, "He cannot."
Oh right. In the Upper Court of Heaven, a Heavenly Official like Pei Su is bound to have eyes trained on his every move. There were many matters he could not directly involve himself in. His divine self could not come down to wipe these aggrieved souls out, nor could he send troops on his behalf to eliminate them without drawing too much attention. In order to ensure that this matter would remain hidden, he could only covertly send down this puppet, Ah Zhao.
By using the Scorpion-Tailed snakes that were Ban Yue's famed pets to attack travelers and draw them here to be cast into the pit and assuage these grievances, it was the perfect plan to kill with a borrowed knife.
The Wind Master continued, "Your family's General Pei would not have done such a thing. I'm afraid this time you've crossed the line somewhat."
A Heavenly Official from the Heavenly Court sending down a puppet to Ban Yue pass to wreak havoc for almost two hundred years by luring numerous travelers off the beaten path into the hungry mouths of dead Ban Yue soldiers. However you looked at it, this was no trivial matter. Pei Su's head bowed. "This youngster understands."
The Wind Master twirled her horse-tail whisk. "It's good that you understand. Take a good long look at yourself and reflect on your actions. We'll talk again once we're back up."
"Yes," Pei Su murmured.
After the Wind Master was done extracting a confession out of him, she stuck the horse-tail whisk into the back collar of her robes and got up. She turned to smile at Xie Lian and cupped her hands in greeting. "Your Highness, it's a pleasure to meet you at last, I've heard so much about you."
Time for proper formalities then. To Xie Lian, the phrase "heard so much about you" was hardly complimentary, but since it was just a few words spoken out of courtesy, he returned her smile. "No no, to be able to meet the esteemed Wind Master, the pleasure is mine."
The Wind Master said, "I'm really sorry about what happened earlier."
Xie Lian gave her a blank stare. "Earlier? What happened earlier?"
"Did you not encounter a sandstorm in the desert earlier?"
Xie Lian absently recalled being fed a mouthful of sand. "Yes."
The Wind Master said apologetically, "I started the storm."
"..."
The Wind Master said, "I raised the sandstorm to keep you guys away from the Ban Yue Kingdom. But not only did you not get blown away, you somehow managed to find your way into the city instead."
As Xie Lian listened, he found it to be increasingly strange. Again, the issue of the sandstorm being created to keep them away from Ban Yue Kingdom was brought up. What does this mean?
He held back and listened silently, waiting to see what else she had to say. "In this matter however," the Wind Master added. "It is best if Your Highness does not involve himself in it."
Xie Lian darted a quick glance at Ban Yue who was still curled up on the ground, a sense of dread building up in his heart.
He had always been worried. Once this issue is brought up to the Heavenly Court, it is feasible that some Heavenly Officials may add or subtract the evidence recorded with a few strokes of their brushes as they pleased, thereby portraying General Pei Junior as entirely blameless in this matter, with Ban Yue as the scapegoat. For the Wind Master to tell him to keep his nose out of the affair, does she mean to protect Xiǎo Pei?
Without batting an eyelid, Xie Lian took a single step forward, coming to stand in front of Ban Yue. "I am already neck deep in this," he said mildly. "It's a little pointless to tell me not to involve myself now ba."
The Wind Master gave a little laugh. "Be at ease. You can bring the State Preceptor of Ban Yue away with you first."
This went entirely against Xie Lian's expectations. As he gaped foolishly for a moment, the Wind Master added, "We have already heard everything we need to know about this matter. Even though she's on the cusp of turning into a Wrath, while I was exploring the inner city earlier, I saw the Ban Yue State Preceptor trapping the Ban Yue soldiers in spell arrays she set up, before releasing the mortals that had been captured by the soldiers. Not only does she do no harm, she even goes out of her way to rescue lives. I will only be bringing away General Pei Junior and Ke Mo with me. You need not worry that I will drag in someone to be a scapegoat."
{T/N: Ghosts are ranked as Fierce, Severe, Wrath, and Devastation. Wrath ranked ghosts could massacre a whole city.}
Relieved, Xie Lian said, "Shame on me! It was I who was overly suspicious."
The Wind Master replied, "It's perfectly normal to be concerned. I do not deny there are indeed a lot of underhanded practices up in the Heavenly Court."
The young woman in black who had been standing by the side finally lost her patience. "Done talking? Can we go now?"
"Oi!" the Wind Master retorted. "What are you in such a rush for? I'll talk all I want!" Despite her words, she was already trotting towards her companion. Drawing a folding fan from her waist, she said to Xie Lian, "Your Highness, if there is nothing else, let's meet again in the Heavenly Court?"
At Xie Lian's nod, the Wind Master flicked open the fan with a snap. The front of the fan showed the '风' character in bold strokes, and on the back were three flowing lines depicting the movement of a breeze. Presumably, this was the Wind Master's divine weapon. She flapped the fan three times facing upwards, then flipped it over and fanned thrice again.
{T/N: 风 – wind}
Suddenly, a burst of wind swept through the plains, whipping up the fine sand and gravel in dizzying twists. Xie Lian lifted his sleeves to block the wind. By the time the winds died down, the two women, Pei Su, and Ke Mo were no longer there, leaving behind only Xie Lian, San Lang, Nan Feng, and Ban Yue who was curled up on the ground.
Well, what would you like to eat then, Hua Cheng?
Xie Lian lowered his sleeves and asked foolishly, "What just happened?"
San Lang strolled over towards him. "Something good."
Xie Lian looked at him. "Something good?"
San Lang said, "Something very good. By asking you to not get involved, the Wind Master was helping you."
Nan Feng walked over as well. "Yes. You were handling this matter from the beginning to the end, and now all that's left is to report the situation to the Heavenly Emperor. Just keep yourself out of this bit."
Xie Lian understood. "It's because of General Pei, isn't it?"
"Correct. You've managed to royally piss off General Pei this time," Nan Feng said.
Xie Lian chuckled. "Well, I had already anticipated offending at least one person long ago. It doesn't really matter who it is."
Nan Feng frowned. "Do not take my words for a jest. Asides from the Palace Hall of the Supreme Martial God, the Ming Guang Palace Hall holds the most power. General Pei places great importance on Xiǎo Pei, and has always wanted to kick Quan Yi Zhen down to make way for Pei Su. He's sure to come looking for trouble with you."
{T/N: General Pei is the deity protector of the North and is also known as General Ming Guang, which means 'bright light'. Temples dedicated to him (and General Pei Jnr) are called Ming Guang temples. The Palace Hall of the Supreme Martial God belongs to the Heavenly Emperor.}
"Is Quan Yi Zhen the Martial God of the West that you spoke of?"
"Yes. Quan Yi Zhen is also newly come to his position. He and Pei Su ascended at around the same time. He's fairly young and is somewhat... but he's still not someone to be taken lightly. General Pei deliberately allowed Pei Su to wrest away believers from the West, and Pei Su had spared no effort in doing so. He would have only needed a few more years to succeed, but then you turned up and ruined all his plans. I don't think Pei Su will be lucky enough to pull through this unscathed. If he ends up being demoted, it won't be smooth sailing for you either."
Xie Lian rubbed at the space between his brows and secretly resolved to be more careful while eating, drinking and walking in the future. But San Lang disagreed, "There's no need to worry. Pei Ming is a proud one, it's beneath him to stir up trouble for others."
Nan Feng shot him a quick look. Xie Lian said, "What about the Wind Master? By asking me to steer clear of this, does she mean to shoulder the responsibility instead? Wouldn't she end up offending General Pei? No no, I think we should call her back. Nan Feng do you have the pass code for the Wind Master's spirit communication array?"
Nan Feng snorted. "Worry about yourself first. General Pei may dare move against you, but he won't touch the Wind Master. She may be younger than you, but she fares a great deal better than you."
"..."
Xie Lian's silence was not because he received a blow to his self esteem, merely that he was lost in his thoughts. I don't think there's anyone in the Upper Court of Heaven who could possibly fare worse than me, right?
San Lang chuckled. "The Wind Master has a strong backer, so it's not surprising for her to fare well."
Xie Lian asked, "Are you referring to the young woman in black that was with her? She was also very formidable."
"No," San Lang replied. "But the one in black is certainly powerful. Unless I miss my guess, she is likely one of the five elemental masters of Wind, Water, Rain, Earth and Thunder. I wouldn't recommend offending her."
To be able to call up a windstorm in the middle of the dessert, the Wind Master would naturally be brimming with powerful magic. And the young woman in black had been even more formidable. Xie Lian thought back to how she had seemed to perceive something questionable about San Lang, and said uneasily, "I agree."
But there was one more thing on his mind, although Xie Lian did not give voice to it. Having a strong backer does not necessarily mean a smooth future. Once, there was a time when the Crown Prince of Xian Le had the support of Jun Wu, the supreme Martial God and Heavenly Emperor of the three realms. But did he not still end up a failure in the end?
Xie Lian picked up his bamboo hat from the ground and patted the dust from it, relieved to see that it had not been flattened. He looped it around his neck and let it rest against his back, before sizing up Nan Feng briefly. "Have you been chasing and battling with those two ladies the entire way?"
Nan Feng's expression turned dark. "Yes. All the way."
Xie Lian patted his shoulder. "It's been really hard on you." Having said that, he suddenly recalled another person who had also suffered miserably. Turning around, he asked, "Where is Fu Yao?"
"Wasn't he looking after those who were poisoned?" Nan Feng said.
Ever since they were blown up by the gale, no one had seen Fu Yao. In fact, from the moment Ah Zhao revealed himself, Xie Lian had not noticed his presence at all. Either Fu Yao had made good his escape during that time, or he had run off after the winds had tossed them out of the pit.
Xie Lian was not overly worried about him. If he had to guess, Fu Yao had probably wanted to wash his hands clean of this mess and had slipped away in a hurry. Then he gave a start at Nan Feng's words. Poisoned! "The Kindred Moon herbs!" they exclaimed in unison.
San Lang said, "No hurry, daybreak has just arrived."
However, how could they dawdle when lives are at stake? Although it has not yet been twelve hours since the snakes first attacked, who knows what obstacles may delay them along the way? Xie Lian immediately lifted Ban Yue over his back and made a mad dash for the palace grounds.
When he arrived, he laid Ban Yue down and proceeded to pull up large handfuls of the Kindred Moon herbs. The face in the ground was still there, bloody and mangled amidst the scattered bones.
In the past, Xie Lian would have considered digging a hole to give it a burial. But firstly, he was in a rush to bring back the herbs to the poisoned. And secondly, the man had already been buried in the ground for over 50 years. In all likelihood, he may not want to return to the earth. Strangely though, the body of the merchant was missing. Xie Lian paused, baffled.
From within the palace halls, San Lang brought out a small clay pot. Xie Lian perked up at the sight. "Great, many thanks San Lang!"
Ban Yue was weakened and could not be roused. Xie Lian shrank her and stowed her into the clay pot.
{T/N: Trapping evil spirits or demons in magical containers such as gourds is a regular theme in Chinese stories. Imagine evil genie cartoon Jafar sucked into his lamp. Yea.}
After plucking the herbs, they finally rushed back. It was now four hours since they first encountered the Scorpion-Tailed snakes.
At the place where Fu Yao painted the circle, there were still several people staying obediently within the array. After receiving the medicine from Nan Feng, the elderly man's condition began to improve. Another dose of the Kindred Moon herb on the wound itself, and he was up and walking after a short rest. Xie Lian did not think it necessary to inform him what had been the Kindred Moon herb's fertilizer.
{T/N: Quick reminder, the elderly man, Uncle Zheng, is the leader of the caravan band and was the first one bitten by the snakes. Tian Sheng is his nephew.}
After a period when their nerves have begun to settle, they began to fret. "Where's Tian Sheng? Why have they have not returned yet?"
Xie Lian had been anxious to pick the herbs earlier, and there were no Ban Yue soldiers left in the ancient city anyway, so he had not given any thought to looking out for Tian Sheng and the rest. He was just about to turn back for them when he heard a boy shouting, growing steadily closer and louder.
Xie Lian turned to look. It was Tian Sheng. The youngster was clutching armfuls of the Kindred Moon herbs, and there were two other merchants behind him, panting and puffing for breath.
After a round of questioning, this was what had transpired. After Ban Yue swept the soldiers down into the Sinners' Pit, she whisked away Tian Sheng and his companions. Tian Sheng and the merchants with him had been terrified witless, but after Ban Yue brought them away, she had pointed out a path for them and sent them off. Having escaped with their lives, they immediately went to gather the Kindred Moon herbs, buried the body of the dead merchant, and desperately hurried back, but were still several steps behind Xie Lian and the rest.
In short order, the caravans were escorted out of the desert, and things finally come to an end.
However, when they were parting ways, Tian Sheng stole over to seek him out, and said mysteriously, "Gēgē, I have something to ask you."
Xie Lian, "Ask away."
Tian Sheng, "Are you a god?"
{T/N: In most Chinese religions/folklore, there are many many deities. So unless it's a title like Martial God or God of XX, I will not be capitalizing the G.}
"..."
Xie Lian was surprised and somewhat touched.
There had been a period of time when he had been desperately shouting, I am a god, I am His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but no one had believed him. This time, he had not even said anything but was asked instead if he was a deity. It really made him feel shocked and moved.
Tian Sheng immediately added, "I saw you using magic! Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
Xie Lian privately thought, It's not like anyone would believe you anyway...
"We owe you our lives," Tian Sheng continued. "If not for you, I would have been kicked into the pit by that horrible group of ghost soldiers. When I get home, I'll build a temple and dedicate offerings to you."
Xie Lian's face finally cracked into a smile as he watched Tian Sheng pat his chest proudly while outlining the "very very big" temple with grand gestures. "Well then, you have my thanks."
San Lang was standing near him, chuckling quietly to himself. But Xie Lian did not think he was mocking the child's overestimation of his own abilities.
Although the child does not know how large of an undertaking building a temple would be, and that this may not actually be feasible in the end, Xie Lian was nonetheless happy with the earnest promise.
After much wheedling and badgering, Xie Lian caved in and hastily came up with the title "God of Scraps" to please the youngster. Then he waved and quickly walked away. Nan Feng cast the Distance Reducing Technique and sent them back to the Pu Qi Shrine.
{T/N: Previously translated as Pu Qi Monastery by Sakhyulations, but I think the term is too fancy for Xie Lian's little hut}
Open the door, shake out the straw mat, splay down on it like a corpse. Xie Lian did all this seamlessly. San Lang sat himself down next to him, resting his chin on one hand as he gazed at Xie Lian. Xie Lian heaved a sigh. "How long have we been gone?"
San Lang said, "About three to four days."
Xie Lian heaved another sigh. "Only three to four days. Why is it so tiring then."
After ascending to Heaven, it wasn't an exaggeration to say he had been frequently working till he was dog tired. Done sighing, he turned his head up and said, "Yi, Nan Feng, why haven't you gone back to report?"
{T/N: yí is an expression of surprise.}
Nan Feng said, "Report what?"
"Aren't you an official from the Nan Yang Palace Hall?" Xie Lian replied. "Won't your General be looking for you if you were absent for three to four days?"
"My General is currently not in the Palace Hall. He won't bother himself with me," Nan Feng said.
Xie Lian crawled back to his feet. "Okay, you staying here is good too."
Nan Feng asked warily, "What do you want?"
Xie Lian replied pleasantly, "I'll cook a meal for you. My treat as thanks."
Nan Feng's face immediately twisted. He lifted a hand and pressed two fingers to his temple as if he was receiving a message through the spirit channel. Then he got up and said, "Something came up at the temple. I'll be leaving first."
Xie Lian lifted a hand. "Ai, Nan Feng, don't leave yet. Why did something suddenly crop up? You've really worked hard this time..."
Nan Feng roared, "It's REALLY urgent!" Xie Lian watched as he rushed out the door, then sat back down on his straw mat. "Guess he wasn't hungry," he said to San Lang.
Before San Lang could frame a reply, there was a 'bang' at the door. Nan Feng had turned back and was standing stiffly at the doorway. "The both of you..."
Xie Lian and San Lang were sitting side by side on the woven straw mat. Tilting his head, Xie Lian asked, "What about the both of us?"
Nan Feng pointed a finger at San Lang, then at Xie Lian. He was silent for a long moment, before finally uttering, "I'll be back."
Xie Lian said, "You're always welcome."
Nan Feng's gaze swept towards San Lang again for a moment, then slammed the door shut and left. Xie Lian crossed his arms thoughtfully, and cocked his head at San Lang. "Seems like it's really something urgent."
He glanced at the youth again, then smiled. "Since he's not hungry, how about you?"
San Lang answered with a grin of his own. "I'm hungry."
Xie Lian beamed and got up again. As he turned around to tidy up the table of offerings, he said, "Alright. What would you like to eat then, Hua Cheng?"
There was silence behind him. Followed by a low chuckle.
"I would still prefer to be called 'San Lang'."