Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 263, Section 054: The Ferryman
Chu Pingqiu struggled to fly into the sky, but Jin Ziyue tightly bound her wings.

He finally managed to spread his wings, and the bone spurs on his back bulged out in waves, but Jin Ziyue didn't care at all. He let his body be pierced by the barbs of his spine, but he just wouldn't let go.

Chu Pingqiu couldn't shake off Jin Ziyue, and the two of them once again shone with tiny, firefly-like lights.

He struggled frantically, his hands transforming completely into claws. His mutated bloodline had exceeded 90%. Once it reached 90%, he would irreversibly become a White Walker, and he couldn't care less about anything else.

With a roar, Chu Pingqiu's sharp teeth stood out at the corners of his mouth. Having completely lost his human identity, his pupils turned ice blue. The burn wounds all over his body first healed, then turned into thin sand, peeling off layer by layer, leaving him to struggle in his death throes. In Jin Ziyue's eyes, killing intent was clearly visible.

The cuckoo cries blood and the thigh flesh grows back, while the creature that has somehow managed to hide, the one with the victory in its grasp, also shows signs of fleeing.

Chu Pingqiu's body is composed of a large number of complex elements: the skeleton of an Otherworlder, the flesh and blood of a human, and the common vessel of destiny and soul. Once he dies, everything bound to him will vanish into thin air.

Jin Ziyue didn't care about any of that. This time, he was determined to completely eliminate Chu Pingqiu. He pushed the effects of the [Eagle Body Carbon Qi] to the limit, and the energy of his life's words accumulated over hundreds of years was like a mountain torrent and tsunami, even causing heaven and earth to resonate faintly.

San Shui Lin Xin's face was pale. The more active the [Carbon Aura] was, the more information she obtained. When some scenes reappeared, she found herself to be from the perspective of an unfamiliar woman.

A sense of unease rose in the girl's heart. A voice vaguely told her that using the life-ordaining words in this way would exacerbate their backlash.

"Fine, I accept my fate in your hands." Chu Pingqiu struggled in vain, resigned to his fate, and collapsed in despair. "I am no match for you, but you won't live much longer either."

He glanced at Jin Ziyue behind him.

"You are going against the course of time, foolishly preoccupied with your own romantic feelings, unaware that true disaster is imminent. Mankind and the Others are nothing but sacrificial offerings."

Jin Ziyue's voice was flat and monotone: "Thank you for the information. Now, die."

Blue light poured out, and Chu Pingqiu's body had withered to the point that Jin Ziyue could no longer hold on to it. The remaining outline sketched out the gaunt face of the evil spirit.

Even with the strongest regenerative ability, it will eventually turn into dust.

Chu Pingqiu's lips twitched slightly as he murmured four words: "I am fortunate to live in a prosperous era."

After saying that, his body completely disappeared, and as he left, a smile still lingered at the corner of his eye.

Jin Ziyue's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous feeling welled up inside him.

Suddenly, an unusual wave pattern was leaked from the three-legged golden toad cauldron on Jin Ziyue's body.

Suddenly, [Humbly Celebrating a Prosperous Era] struggled to run out, and a black aura surged towards Jin Ziyue's body, like fluttering black ribbons, completely enveloping him.

It's possession!
As early as when the phrase "Enjoying a Prosperous Era" took hold of Wei Zheng's consciousness, Jin Ziyue noticed that this prophecy was strange. Being able to break free from the seal of the Black Jade meant that he must have some kind of backing.

Therefore, Jin Ziyue has been on guard against the counterattack of this decree.

However, when the fate truly retaliated, it became clear that the feeling of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart was something that no human could prevent.

As the words of command flooded his mind, Jin Ziyue felt a sharp pain in his brain, but he bit his tongue and stood still.

Mania, tyranny, impulsiveness, anger, resentment—all the resentment seemed to surge from the depths of his heart, erupting like a volcano, impossible to suppress.

The roar of the enraged king echoed in his mind. It was as if a thousand armies were responding to the king's call, the clatter of hooves and the clamor of shouts shattering his consciousness.

Jin Ziyue covered his head and knelt on one knee.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"kill--"

"Rumble--"

The horses' hooves trampling the earth felt like they were stepping directly into his skull, causing his brain to tremble. Yet, his consciousness remained unusually clear, leaving him nowhere to hide. His vast thoughts, no matter how far back in time he could recall, were all covered by the sounds of horses' hooves and the carnage, completely shattering Jin Ziyue's will to save himself.

He looked up in anguish and saw a majestic face. A few simple lines outlined a beard, and the translucent face blended into the blue sky and white clouds, occupying a vast expanse of the heavens. It was as if a king had returned to the mortal world, and the voice was like rolling thunder: "Commoners, kneel down!"

Jin Ziyue gritted his teeth, struggling to hold on, his face contorted, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He straightened his back, the pressure on his shoulders felt like a thousand pounds, and the powerlessness transmitted from his limbs threatened to crush his will at any moment.

Even a man of unwavering integrity like Wei Zheng couldn't hold out for long when his mind wavered.

Jin Ziyue clutched his head in pain, a low growl suppressed in his throat as he gritted his teeth to keep the sound from leaking out, causing his vocal cords to ache.

……

"Jin!" Sanshui noticed his unusual behavior, and the people around him also looked solemn.

"What's wrong with him?" Chen Ruolan nudged Zhang Rang beside her.

Zhang Rang's smile vanished completely, and his usual rambling manner disappeared. He said, "He has been possessed by [Gongfeng Shengshi]."

"【Enjoying a Prosperous Era】? That's the thing you used to suppress my abilities?" Chen Ruolan asked incredulously. "Wasn't he supposed to take it away?"

"It's likely that [Gongfeng Shengshi] coveted his physical body and deliberately let him take it away. If [Baichuan Huihai] was able to escape, there's no reason why [Gongfeng Shengshi] couldn't."

Zhang Rang's words made Sanshui frown. He asked, "How can we save him? He looks like he's in a lot of pain."

"It's hard to say. Right now, [Enjoying a Prosperous Era] is taking over his soul. Once the soul is captured, the control of the body will be taken away by the fate. This is what is called 'out of control'."

“I am a psychic, can I help him?” Sanshui asked.

“You? Although I don’t understand much about the soul, you would just be offering yourself up as food if you went to face a soul that has lived for thousands of years.” Zhang Rang said bluntly.

"Is there no way to save him?" Sanshui couldn't help but frown.

Chen Ruolan glanced at her discreetly. The girl rested her chin on her hand and began to think seriously, no longer showing her previous disarray.

“I’m sorry, I really can’t help in this situation,” Zhang Rang said. “The most a Fate Master can do is to manipulate the Fate Text, but now that [Gongfeng Shengshi] is mixed up with Jin Ziyue, forcibly separating the Fate Text might strip Jin Ziyue’s soul out with it. Moreover, a Fate Text that’s hundreds of years old isn’t so easy to separate.”

"I clearly saw Lao Jin snatch the death warrant in no time," Chen Ruolan glanced at him.

"Sister, I'm not your friend. His life control speed is already among the fastest."

“Someone’s coming,” Feng Shenglei said suddenly, his voice heavy with sullenness.

Within the fluorescent blue light, a crimson hue, reminiscent of ashes, slowly revealed a red humanoid form: "You didn't expect this, did you? I'm back."

【The Cuckoo Cries Blood】, radiant and spirited, slowly rose into the air, hovering before them, and stood together with Jin Ziyue, who was enveloped in 【Enjoying a Prosperous Era】.

The joint pronouncements of the two emperors caused the four people present to frown slightly.

"By the way, I have some good news for you: I'm alive, which means Chu Pingqiu isn't dead either."

It smiled, revealing a triumphant grin.

(End of this chapter)