Phoenix Top and Dragon Bottom Chapter 18

Chapter 18 · The Tragic Destruction of Xiang Mei Mountain

Long Qinghan was feeling uneasy, upset, and sent Long Mo away, standing alone on the rooftop, looking up at the starless and vast sky.

He lay quietly on the rooftop, not knowing what he was contemplating, his eyes empty and lifeless, with strands of profound light flowing in them. However, not long after, his eyes surged with intense emotions and sharp brilliance.

Because he saw smoke rising in the distance from the mountain, and that mountain was none other than where Xiang Mei Mountain Villa was located!

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However, despite his exceptional lightness skill, there were many things that could not be undone. When Long Qinghan rushed to Xiang Mei Mountain Villa, fierce flames were already engulfing the place, and the entire villa was filled with bloodshed!

Blood, strikingly red, splattered on the ground, on the walls, illuminated by the blazing fire, making it look like a purgatory of demons, cruel and heartless. Bodies littered the ground, with severed limbs and arms scattered among the brutal bloodstains, the only color visible being the sea of red.

Long Qinghan was horrified, trembling all over. In his previous life, he had only seen the blood lake, but now he was witnessing this ruthless tragedy with his own eyes! As he walked through, he found no survivors; the bodies of hundreds of people from the villa were scattered everywhere.

Suddenly, Long Qinghan seemed to remember something and quickly ran towards Xiang Zong’s room.

At the same time, many martial artists living near the foot of the mountain also rushed to the scene. Witnessing this shocking scene, they were completely dumbfounded. Some searched for survivors, while others tried to put out the fire.

Long Qinghan used his lightness skill to rush quickly. As he turned a corner, he saw a horrifying sight. A red-clothed figure with his back to him stabbed an old man in the heart with a sword! The blood splashed, blinding Long Qinghan’s eyes.

He continued to rush forward, but the red-clothed figure flew away faster than him, disappearing without a trace.

“Feng Xuan Yang!” The martial artists who followed saw the back of the red-clothed figure and recognized him.

Long Qinghan’s heart pounded, as if something was about to burst out, but it was too quick for him to grasp. However, he didn’t have time to think about it now. He rushed forward and lifted the old man, quickly applying pressure on his acupoints to stop the bleeding. Then he handed the old man to others, shouting, “Save him!” After that, he continued to chase the red-clothed figure.

However, the red-clothed figure ran too fast, and even though he pursued relentlessly, he couldn’t catch a glimpse of the person.

It wasn’t until he arrived in front of Xiang Zong’s room that he saw the red-clothed figure.

A red-clothed figure covered in blood—it was actually Feng Xuan Yang!

Long Qinghan was completely stunned. His gaze was completely captivated by the person before him. Although the red clothes were stained with blood and obscured his appearance, he could still smell the pungent scent of blood.

At this moment, Feng Xuan Yang’s face was splattered with blood, and the corners of his mouth formed a smile that seemed to be mocking and triumphant, like a returning demon lord, sending chills down one’s spine.

Suddenly, Long Qinghan felt his head clouding. The person who killed earlier in the red clothes, and now this person covered in blood, was it him or not?

At that moment, the martial artists rushed over and saw Feng Xuan Yang. They pointed at him and cursed him as the murderer. Feng Xuan Yang only smirked, crossed his arms, and looked at Long Qinghan coldly.

“Where is the villa’s master?” Long Qinghan’s voice trembled with fear, and although he tried to remain calm, his tightly clenched fist betrayed his emotions.

Feng Xuan Yang raised his chin and pointed to the burning door nearby.

Long Qinghan was shocked and quickly activated his power, turning water into ice, and rushed towards the door to extinguish the fire. Many people followed suit, running to fetch water to put out the flames.

However, Feng Xuan Yang coldly observed their actions without offering any help. This attitude only heightened suspicion towards him, but he seemed indifferent, standing quietly aside and watching Long Qinghan.

As the fire raged on, Long Qinghan grew anxious. He grabbed a basin of water and poured it over himself, intending to rush in and rescue people. At that moment, Feng Xuan Yang finally showed concern and hurriedly rushed over, grabbing Long Qinghan’s hand and shouting, “What are you doing? Are you seeking death?”

Angered, Long Qinghan shouted loudly and tried to break free from Feng Xuan Yang’s grasp to move forward.

Feng Xuan Yang used all his strength to hold him back, even using brute force to firmly restrain him, and sternly said, “Long Qinghan! He’s already dead!”

Long Qinghan froze, his pupils contracted. Memories of the events that occurred after the villa was destroyed surged into his mind: the anger, the hatred, and all the negative scenes played wildly before his eyes. His heart ached, and he roared in anger, trying to use all his strength to push Feng Xuan Yang away. However, Feng Xuan Yang only let out a muffled groan, still holding Long Qinghan tightly in his arms, refusing to let him go.

The raging fire reflected in his eyes, burning Long Qinghan’s body and soul like fire. Intense anger grew within him, and he struggled with all his might, shouting, “Let go of me!”

“In your dreams!”

“Feng Xuan Yang!” Long Qinghan shouted fiercely, suddenly reversing his grip and slashing towards Feng Xuan Yang. Blood splattered the moment his sword struck, and he froze. However, Feng Xuan Yang didn’t let go; he still tightly held Long Qinghan’s hand, speaking with indescribable sorrow, “I don’t want anything to happen to you, I don’t want…”

Long Qinghan was taken aback, gritted his teeth, and forcefully broke free from Feng Xuan Yang’s grasp, saying sharply, “The only hope to clear your name is in Xiang Zong!” With that, he quickly activated his ice power and rushed into the sea of fire.

Feng Xuan Yang stood there in a daze, his mind replaying Long Qinghan’s words. He believed him! Long Qinghan believed that he didn’t kill anyone. When everyone else believed he was the culprit, he believed in him.

Qingshan, Qingshan, how can I ever let you go in this lifetime?

Feng Xuan Yang shouted and took a step forward, intending to rush inside, but the others stopped him, guarding against him entering and committing further atrocities to cover up the crime.

Feng Xuan Yang had lost his sanity, and Long Qinghan’s life was constantly in danger as he battled the flames. Feng Xuan Yang couldn’t remain calm in such a situation. He let out a roar and unleashed his palm strength, trying to force everyone around him back. However, at that moment, a loud bang echoed, and a pillar collapsed, causing half of the building to crumble!

“Qingshan!” Feng Xuan Yang yelled with widened eyes and rushed outside.

As he reached the entrance, he saw Long Qinghan carrying someone out of the collapsing building. The structure collapsed just as he stepped out!

Long Qinghan was covered in dust, coughing violently several times before gently placing Xiang Zong’s lifeless body on the ground. Xiang Zong was already dead, but for some reason, Long Qinghan still saved him. It seemed as if a voice in his heart told him that Xiang Zong’s body would reveal the truth. However, he hadn’t had time to think about the implications when he was forcefully pulled up by a pair of hands. He felt warmth on his chest as he was tightly embraced by someone.

Amidst the blazing flames, they held each other closely, without any reason or declaration of love. But in that moment, they understood each other’s feelings.

No one blessed them, no one watched them, but they didn’t need anyone else. At that moment, they only needed each other’s warmth.

Neither of them spoke; the embrace was enough to convey the emotions in their hearts. Gently, Feng Xuan Yang lowered his head and pressed his lips against Long Qinghan’s icy ones. He kissed fervently and passionately, using the most dominant and intense force to claim every inch of his mouth.

The tight embrace, the scorching kiss—during this life-and-death moment, only the love was true, only the passion was profound.

They passionately kissed and embraced each other until Long Mo interrupted them, and they slowly separated.

“Young Master, there are too many people around,” Long Mo said.

Long Qinghan was taken aback and gently pushed Feng Xuan Yang away. Fortunately, their actions went unnoticed as everyone’s attention was drawn to Xiang Zong’s body and the firefighting efforts.

At that moment, Long Mo brought the injured old man, the villa’s steward, Mr. Fu. He was in critical condition, his expression disoriented, and blood seeped uncontrollably from his chest.

Long Qinghan’s expression dimmed as he approached and squatted down, grasping Mr. Fu’s hand. He started to transfer his inner energy slowly, hoping to keep Mr. Fu alive long enough for him to say his final words.

Mr. Fu opened his mouth, but no words came out. His gaze lost focus, unable to see anything clearly. However, just as he was about to take his last breath, he seemed to catch sight of something. His eyes widened momentarily, as if he had seen something from the past. His hand trembled as he pointed directly at Feng Xuan Yang.

Long Qinghan shuddered; this scene was eerily similar to what had happened in his previous life. It was because of Mr. Fu’s pointing that everyone had accused Feng Xuan Yang of destroying the villa. He quickly stepped forward, shielding Feng Xuan Yang from the pointed hand, facing it head-on.

Therefore, when the martial artists turned around, they saw Fu Bo pointing at Long Qinghan, his mouth uttering a single word, “mó…” However, it seemed like there were more words to follow, but they suddenly stopped, disappearing forever in the dust and smoke, and no one could hear them anymore.

Long Qinghan was stunned. The word “mó) came out just like it did in the past, but he faintly sensed the unfinished word that Fu Bo wanted to say – it was the word “yuè” which means “moon.” “Mó Yuè,” he had heard this term for the second time.

He turned back and looked at Feng Xuan Yang. His eyes were filled with darkness, too deep to see clearly, and there was a hint of ruthlessness hidden within.

Long Qinghan was puzzled. What exactly is “Móyuè”? How is it related to Feng Xuan Yang? And why is Feng Xuan Yang present here? What is the truth behind the destruction of the villa?

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Translator’s note: This novel is keeping me at the edge of my seat. Another mystery!

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