Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 253, Section 044: The Decree Bares Its Fangs
"what happened!"

In the Gu Longtang hall, Du Biao suddenly sat up.

"What is it?" Duke Wen asked unhurriedly.

Du Biao's expression was solemn. He covered one eye and said, "Judging from the footage transmitted by [All Eyes See], Wei Zheng suddenly attacked and slashed Chu Pingqiu with his sword."

Duke Wen was taken aback, but said nothing.

The matchmaker beside him said, "How could that be? I know Wei Zheng's character very well. He is an honest and kind person, and he usually doesn't have any conflicts with others."

"I'm afraid something has happened." Duke Wen looked up into the distance, his old face full of solemnity.

“Wei Zheng’s eyes are strange; they’re white, like a layer of white film.” Du Biao could see it clearly with the help of Feng Qingqing’s vision.

"Oh no, this is a sign of impending doom," the matchmaker frowned.

"Only inscriptions over a hundred years old can take advantage of the unstable mind of the person controlling the destiny and bewitch their mind. According to the clan rules, we will not use inscriptions over a hundred years old. The only possibility is that the inscription 'Gongfeng Shengshi', which has the power of five hundred years, was on the black jade tablet that Wen Gong gave him before setting off."

Du Biao said.

"How dare you! Are you questioning Duke Wen?" the matchmaker shouted.

“That’s not what I meant,” Du Biao explained. “Only the phrase ‘Enjoying a Prosperous Era’ best fits the centennial prophecy, and it just so happens to be in Wei Zheng’s hands. I’m afraid he was momentarily distracted and that’s why he fell for it.”

Wen Gong stroked his white beard and said, "A Biao is right, but I don't know how [Gong Feng Sheng Shi] could break free of its seal after being locked in the black jade for hundreds of years without any abnormalities."

"Wait, there seems to be something else going on." Before Du Biao could explain, he suddenly covered his eyes in pain, which caused tears to stream down his face.

"【It's obvious to all】it seems to have stopped working."

“Something must have happened at the scene.” Duke Wen’s old face was wrinkled, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"Lord Wen, let me and Asong go and take a look." Du Biao stood up, intending to untie the bandages wrapped around his body. "If anything happens, we will report it immediately."

Duke Wen's gaze was distant and profound. After a long while, he said, "Be careful."

The matchmaker hesitated for a moment, watching Du Biao and Asong's departing figures, secretly keeping a watchful eye on them.

"Lord Wen, it's so late. There's no use in us staying here. Let me help you to rest."

"Hmm," the old man responded softly.

The matchmaker grew increasingly certain of her suspicions. Staring at the elderly woman, she carefully lowered her head, took her hand, and said, "Come, be careful..."

……

As the red mist dissipated between the ridges of the field, everyone stared at Wei Zheng's unusual behavior, speechless with astonishment.

“You…” Chu Pingqiu struggled to turn around and kicked, gritting his teeth as he kicked away the greatsword and Wei Zheng, then used both hands to support himself as he pulled into the spider web woven from piano silk.

Wei Zheng stumbled and fell after being kicked away, barely managing to stay upright with the help of the greatsword in his hand.

At this moment, he was radiating a peculiar black aura, and even sensitive Fate Masters could feel the oppressive force emanating from that spreading aura.

Wei Zheng's eyes were covered with a white film, his mouth was slightly open, but he could not speak, only a low growl came from his throat.

"What's wrong with Wei Zheng?" Zhang Rang asked.

“This is not Wei Zheng.” Fire Maiden Zhang Xixi said with a solemn expression, “His mind has been possessed by the Destiny Word.”

"Look, [The Survivor] is gone."

Zhang Rang seemed to have discovered something; the life message on Wei Zheng's body was quietly swallowed up.

"To hell with it." Chu Pingqiu spat out a mouthful of blood, his wounds deep enough to expose bone. He noticed the black energy swirling around Wei Zheng's fingers and guessed that the [Gongfeng Shengshi] sealed in the black jade had been resurrected.

"It's a curse. A curse that disrupts the mind of the one who controls the destiny of a hundred years." Zhang Xixi had a rough idea of ​​what was going on. The [Blazing Flames] on her body emanated a faint unease, a tremor from the imperial decree.

"Roar!" Wei Zheng roared, like a sleeping lion waking up for the first time.

With just this one intimidating sound, the life-binding inscriptions on the life-controllers began to falter.

[It is obvious to all] It was forced to stop and hid inside Feng Qingqing's body, never daring to come out again.

The intense heat seemed to vanish in an instant, as if blown away by the wind.

Even Fu Xun, who was preparing to escape in the chaos, was threatened by the [Bewildered and Unsettled]. On the other hand, Chen Ruolan's [Silent Tiger Incense] had long been accustomed to the oppressive power of the imperial decree and had slightly recovered some vitality.

San Shui Lin Xin's face was pale, and her words flickered like a candle flame, and no one noticed how unusually weak she was.

……

Even from afar, Jin Ziyue heard this deafening roar.

The [His Thighs Regeneration] effect on his body was interrupted, and even the unconscious Xu Hong opened her eyes.

"Ugh!" Jin Ziyue immediately grabbed her neck to make sure she wouldn't make any rash moves.

Hearing the furious roar that seemed to tear at her vocal cords, the woman silently slid tears down her face, struggling to stand up.

"Cough cough, please, let me go." She was completely different from her previous stubborn self, with tears welling up in her eyes. Hearing the man's voice, she had completely lost her composure.

Jin Ziyue stared blankly at the woman with tears in her eyes, lost in thought for a long time before finally withdrawing his hand.

The woman struggled to her feet and ran toward the sound of the roar.

She was nearly thirty years old, yet her face was still streaked with tears. She seemed oblivious to her own life or death, but she was utterly vulnerable in the face of a man's safety.

Jin Ziyue opened his palm, looked at the hand that had been gripping the woman, clenched it again, and returned to the woods. He parted the branches and leaves and picked up the hidden metal box.

……

"Can you wake him up?" Feng Qingqing stared at Wei Zheng, who was like a walking corpse, and suddenly asked.

"His voice, which he rarely spoke, was surprisingly soft, but it sounded quite incongruous given his rough tone."

"Difficult," Zhang Xixi said. "We need to save people first. Let's borrow [Thigh Flesh Regeneration] from Sister Hong."

After saying that, she was about to step forward to help Chu Pingqiu up.

Wei Zheng suddenly erupted in fury, swinging his greatsword wildly as he charged toward Chu Pingqiu.

"Is he crazy?!" Chu Pingqiu cursed and ran away in a panic.

“Kill…you…” Wei Zheng uttered these words awkwardly, his voice powerful and imposing as he raised his greatsword high.

"Did you offend him?" Zhang Rang couldn't help but complain.

"Who would dare offend him for no reason!" Chu Pingqiu shouted. "Protect me!"

Wei Zheng's condition was very unstable. The feeling of "living in a prosperous era" had taken over most of his mind, and a certain obsession remained, supporting him to continue.

Zhang Rang scrambled to dodge, only able to tentatively kick, but Wei Zheng was his teammate after all, so he couldn't go all out.

"Zheng." The woman called out from afar, and Wei Zheng suddenly stopped wielding his sword and turned his head.

Xu Hong saw that her man's face was contorted in pain as he tried to struggle, but his entire face was twisted in pain.

(End of this chapter)