Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 167.037. Gloom
Qing Yise vaguely heard someone patting her face: "Qing Yise, wake up."

She opened her eyes, her consciousness slowly returning, but the aftereffects of losing her life's message prevented her from recovering immediately.

"Qing Yise, how are you?"

It was Chu Binlin. He was wearing a white suit and his leather shoes were spotless.

"What happened? Where's Thirteen Orphans?"

Qing Yise was helped to sit up, her eyes red: "Fan Yun Shou betrayed us. He became a monster, and he killed Shi San Yao."

"I see," Chu Binlin said thoughtfully.

"Quickly inform everyone! He has now devoured my [Turning Hands into Rain] technique, greatly increasing his strength. There must be someone behind this, plotting against us."

Qing Yise looked anxious, but due to his injuries, he was unable to stand up immediately.

"Okay, I know."

Chu Binlin gave a very formulaic answer, just like he would when dealing with business etiquette.

Although Qing Yise was dissatisfied, she was too embarrassed to say it directly. She stood up and found that Chu Binlin still had no intention of taking any action. Instead, he was searching for something in his briefcase.

"Chu Binlin?"

"Don't worry, I understand." He didn't even look up.

Qing Yise laughed, still maintaining his refined air even at a time like this, and sneered, "You know? Who do you think you are?"

Chu Binlin raised his head, a cold light flashing in his glasses. His face was completely obscured except for the gleaming lenses: "Of course it is—the mastermind you mentioned."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Yise's face turned cold. Before he could react, Chu Binlin pulled a syringe from his briefcase and pierced his neck, slowly injecting a reagent.

"You!" Qing Yise winced in pain, tears welling up involuntarily. The fear in her heart grew stronger with the man's nonchalant attitude.

The effects of the drug wore off quickly. Qing Yise collapsed weakly to the ground, her consciousness began to blur, her pupils dilated again, and her brain felt as if it were caught between ice and fire, alternating between hot and cold, tormenting her in great pain.

Chu Binlin looked down at her, grabbed the little bun on her head, and held her head up, confronting her: "Like the Cloud-Turning Hand, join us?"

Fear and resentment made Qing Yise's voice tremble slightly: "You...bastard...you're clearly human..."

Chu Binlin maintained his faint smile: "It would be too narrow-minded to confine yourself to humans and White Walkers. To better control you, consider this White Walker serum as a greeting gift. When you wake up next time, you will already be a noble member of the White Walker race."

"I don't want to..." Qing Yise's eyes were filled with tears, "...kill me."

Chu Binlin smiled and pinched her cheek: "I am a person who cherishes women. How could I bear to hurt such a beautiful face?"

Her body... gradually lost control, and Qing Yise's consciousness became hazy. She saw other people surrounding Chu Binlin.

Then, she completely lost consciousness.

Akashi Ryū studied the battle situation, taking in the entire course of the night. Beside him stood his taciturn personal swordsman, Kamikawa Yuichi.

"Lord Chu, thank you for your trouble." Chi Xingluan bowed slightly.

"Luan Jun, mobilizing the forces of those old devils on the right wing is no easy task."

"The radicals have always wanted to take over Zuojingdu, and my inducing them to send troops was just going with the flow. Besides, we didn't lose many White Walkers tonight. On the contrary, it was Chu Jun who brought the Fate Masters here and turned them into our fighting force. That's the real merit."

"It's all for our new world." Chu Binlin smiled. "Since Lord Luan can fight against all the Others for our revenge, what's wrong with me fighting against all the Fate Masters?"

As Kamikawa Yuichi watched the two men chatting and laughing freely, seemingly unburdened by racial constraints, he was struck by the astonishing ambitions of these young leaders.

"That escaped assassin... was 'Mirror,' right?" Chi Xingluan raised an eyebrow and suddenly changed the subject.

“Yes.” Chu Binlin nodded. “Keep him for now. As long as he’s here, the Fate Masters will keep coming from District 9. That way, we’ll have new forces to strengthen our fighting power. He caused Luan Jun a lot of trouble recently, so let’s leave it to the Fate Masters in our clan to deal with. If one day this kid really becomes a stumbling block for us, I will personally kill him.”

"I understand." Chi Xingluan nodded. "Thank you for your trouble."

……

The deep clouds obscured the moon, like a rotten cake, revealing half of its bluish-black side.

"Jin, you're back?" Grandma's voice rang out from the window.

She opened the window, her voice urgent: "Just now, Qingzi suddenly ran downstairs crying, calling your name. No matter how I tried to comfort her, she wouldn't listen. She was only wearing pajamas, why was she so anxious? It's not good for her to catch a cold. Are you alright?"

As soon as her mother-in-law finished speaking, she looked up at Jin Ziyue's face under the light and saw that he looked much more haggard and his eyes were lifeless.

Jin Ziyue forced a smile: "It's nothing."

"Did you two have a fight?" The old woman, disregarding the late hour, slipped out of the room with a rustling sound. "That girl is easy to coax; just a little sweet talk will do the trick."

"Grandma, it's too late, you should go back and rest."

The landlady wanted to say something, but seeing Jin Ziyue's low spirits, she ultimately didn't say anything: "Okay."

She shook her head, sighed, and went back to her small room.

indoor.

"I'm back," the girl said.

"You should have said welcome back. Honestly, if I don't come back one day, you won't even have a chance to miss me," the girl said, feigning anger.

Jin Ziyue was stunned for a moment before he realized what Qingzi had said not long ago, and his mind subconsciously replayed the words in his head.

Haruko Sada's personal belongings were still there. Her delicate little handbag hung on the wall, and her clothes, which she hadn't had time to change into, lay on the sofa. The girlish hyaluronic acid duck slippers were picked out for her with Jin Ziyue's help; Haruko said she liked that fluffy, cute style.

The room is now quiet and deserted.

He had obtained the Soul Prayer Dream, but he had no desire to see Fu Qin.

And courage.

He helped Sada because her background was somewhat similar to that of Fu Qin. The girl's terrible family environment and struggle in desperate situations made him want to change everything.

But in the end... nothing was saved.

By chance, he noticed a small item on the coffee table—a blue and white whale ornament.

"If I ever lose this one day, you can keep this as a memento of me."

Haruko Sada said, as if to take credit, "This is what I earned on my first day of work. Here you go."

The girl's words flashed by.

Jin Ziyue remembered something and took out the Three-Legged Golden Toad Cauldron from the pocket of his trench coat. This incense burner cauldron was less than the size of a palm, with coin eyes on its back. When lit with a lighter, wisps of smoke rose.

This is the container he uses to store his pronouncements; it can only hold a limited number, only three.

Jin Ziyue controlled one of the three-legged toad's legs, opened one of the valves, and the [Soul Prayer Dream] slowly floated out.

He removed the [Earthly Carbon Aura] spell from his body, placed it into the three-legged golden toad, and replaced it with the [Soul Prayer Dream Invocation].

A feeling of intimacy arises spontaneously.

That was the word of destiny releasing goodwill.

He held the blue and white whale pendant, curled up on the sofa, and slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)