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Chapter 8-3 Mysteries of the Sacred Mountain (神山辛密)

Chapter 8-2

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I held the "Yaoguang Record" in my hands and pondered for a long time. It's not safe for this book to remain with me. The most effective way to eliminate all hidden dangers is to destroy it.

After reading it several times, making sure every word was firmly imprinted in my mind, the "Yaoguang Record" was devoured by flames, turning into ashes.

Before the sun fully rose, I left the palace, passed through the gradually awakening market of the royal capital, and stopped in front of a warehouse.

*flashback*

Princess: Is there really something wrong with the Divine Mountain?

Qin Hun: Yes, a group of people escorted something into the mountain. The leader is called Wanyan Jin.

Qin Hun: Qing Hun investigated him. He often appears on the border of Dacheng, selling some...

That Wanyan Jin is the most famous arms dealer in Beikun.

According to Qing Hun, his informants and connections almost cover the entire border, making him virtually untouchable.

In recent months, Wanyan Jin has frequently entered and exited the Divine Mountain, each time escorting a large number of carriages and treasure chests.

Princess: Dacheng strictly prohibits the private trade of arms. Once discovered, it's a capital offense, let alone dealing with people from Beikun, that's treason. Who is so audacious?

A name surfaced in my mind.

Princess: Qing Hun, give me Wanyan Jin's address.

*flashback over*

Princess: Is Boss Wanyan here?

The door was unlocked. With a gentle push, it opened. The air inside was filled with hazy dust, mixed with the scent of cold iron, rushing towards me.

Piles of weapons and goods were stacked haphazardly, making the warehouse in front of me seem like a maze.

Princess: Boss Wanyan...?

No one answered. I became alert and secretly gripped a hidden arrow in my hand.

???: Going further ahead is a dead end. Don't take the wrong path, Yilan.

Just as I was about to move forward again, a voice with a light laugh sounded from above. I looked up--

It was a pair of emerald-yellow eyes. A cheerful smile revealed two sharp tiger teeth. Jade and gold ornaments adorned his body, bringing a dazzling brilliance, like the blazing sun and flowing sand.

He was sitting on a cargo box above, swinging his legs leisurely. Seeing me stop, he jumped down from the box and landed lightly in front of me.

Wanyan Jin: Is Yilan here to pick up the goods?

Princess: ......Yes, that's the one I ordered.

I found an excuse following Wanyan Jin's words and pointed randomly at a spot.

Wanyan Jin: Then please go and inspect the goods, see if the weapon suits you.

I nodded, thinking about my next move. But as soon as I turned around, a sharp knife was held against my neck.

The smile in Wanyan Jin's voice didn't diminish, but it became a bit deeper, carrying a warning threat.

Wanyan Jin: That spear weighs sixteen kilograms. It was custom-made for a famous strongman in Kelhan. Also, the calluses on your fingertips, only those who practice hidden weapons for many years would have them.

Wanyan Jin: You're not my customer at all. Did he send you?

Wanyan Jin seemed to think I was some dangerous person.

Princess: Who is the 'he' you're talking about?

Wanyan Jin: Don't play dumb.

Princess: Boss Wanyan, I'm indeed not your customer, but I'm also not your enemy.

Wanyan Jin: In our line of work, we either see money or blood. Yilan, choose one.

The knife against my throat pressed harder. At this moment, a choking smoke filled the warehouse.

Princess: Cough, cough, cough...

Wanyan Jin: ... Tch!

As if he had anticipated it, Wanyan Jin pressed a mechanism, and a secret passage appeared before us. He grabbed my arm.

Wanyan Jin: Don't make a sound, follow me.

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After exiting the secret passage, we were already in the bustling market. Wanyan Jin casually grabbed a piece of cloth to cover his face and pulled me into the crowd.

Princess: Wait, where are we going?

Wanyan Jin: If I can't safely send Yilan back, Prince Mirza probably won't let me off the hook.

Princess: You...

Wanyan Jin walked quickly, his tone already tinged with a smile, completely different from his initial wariness.

Wanyan Jin: I felt Yilan looked familiar when we first met. I just remembered seeing you at the banquet.

Wanyan Jin: What did Prince Mirza ask Yilan to come to me for?

Seeing that he already knew my identity, I no longer concealed it.

Princess: What was in the shipment that Boss Wanyan sent into the Divine Mountain?

Wanyan Jin: Why is Prince Mirza interested in this?

Princess: Because the Prince knows that the King and the High Priest have betrayed the trust of their people and broken their oath to the Moon God.

Wanyan Jin: The King can do whatever he wants.

Princess: That doesn't include betraying his people!

Wanyan Jin stopped and turned to look at me. I took a step closer and quickly continued--

Princess: Such a large quantity of arms, Dacheng isn't stupid. What did the King give them in exchange for these? Haven't you ever thought about it?

Wanyan Jin stared at me. After a long silence, he revealed a bitter smile.

Wanyan Jin: It's precisely because I asked the same question as Yilan that Samkuli decided to make me disappear, just like those before.

Princess: ... What?

Wanyan Jin: I'm not the first person to transport these things for them, nor the first to be hunted down.

Wanyan Jin: I have a friend who's a beast tamer. Two months ago, he told me that many rare and exotic beasts enshrined in the Divine Mountain had disappeared one after another.

Wanyan Jin: Those beasts are the most precious treasures of Beikun, and the art of beast taming is a secret technique that has never been passed down for hundreds of years. It's a blessing bestowed upon this land by the Moon God.

Wanyan Jin: But the beasts enshrined by the people were given to Dacheng by the King as bargaining chips. Just as Yilan said, the King has broken his oath to the Moon God.

Princess: On the Dacheng side, who is the person trading with you?

Wanyan Jin shook his head.

Wanyan Jin: The person behind the scenes never appears. It's always their subordinates who handle the deals.

Princess: Don't those people have any distinctive marks?

Wanyan Jin: All I know is that those people like to adorn themselves with red tassels.

Red tassels... Red-robed army, it's definitely him-- Han You!

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Chapter 8-4

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Chapter 8-2 A Beautiful Beginning with a Scattered Ending (蘭因絮果)

Chapter 8-1

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It was already late at night when I returned to my room, but in Beikun, the middle of the night was actually a more lively time.

As soon as I lifted the door curtain, I keenly noticed signs that someone had been rummaging around.

After becoming Tuoba Yu's Lu Li Shi, apart from the usual cleaning maids, very few people could enter my room, except for...

I calmly sat down with Tuoba Yu at the table and poured him a cup of sea buckthorn juice.

Princess: Ever since He Luo was sent to my side, I've heard a lot of rumors about him...

Tuoba Yu: He Luo?

Princess: The Yue Shi that the Samkuli gifted to me.

Tuoba Yu: Of course I know who he is.

Tuoba Yu raised an eyebrow, showing a look of displeasure, as if saying, "You're actually asking me about another man?"

I tugged at his sleeve and gently shook it.

Princess: Besides you, I trust no one in Beikun. How can I feel at ease without asking you about someone who suddenly appeared by my side?

Tuoba Yu: Cough... I am indeed worried that there's a wolf by your side.

Princess: A wolf?

Tuoba Yu: Think carefully about He Luo's appearance. Does he look like a Beikun warrior?

Princess: Are you saying he's from another country?

Tuoba Yu: That's right. He's from Dacheng. Many years ago, he was sold here. With his intelligence and relentless efforts, he escaped his slave status.

In the border areas of the north, due to poverty, there are many people who sell their children. I was about to ask a few more questions when Tuoba Yu's personal guard knocked on the door.

Guard: Prince Milza, Chief Sumanda of the Yarkand tribe has arrived in the royal capital.

Tuoba Yu's face instantly showed a joy I had never seen before. He quickly stood up from the table.

But before he could take a step forward, he reluctantly sat back down.

Tuoba Yu: Send someone to take good care of the chief. If the chief needs anything, inform me immediately.

Princess: I remember Yarkand is your maternal clan. Is that chief your relative?

Tuoba Yu: She is my mother's younger sister.

Princess: No wonder you're so happy. Then why don't you go see her?

Two sand larks flew past the window. Tuoba Yu watched them for a long time, but he didn't answer my question.

Tuoba Yu: Y/N, I want to tell you a story.

Princess: Sure, what story?

Tuoba Yu: A long time ago, in a certain country, a little prince was born...

Princess: Was the little prince born a favored child of heaven, loved by his people?

Tuoba Yu: Yes, the little prince lived every day amidst the praise of the masses. If not for the Queen's guidance, he might have lost his way forward.

Princess: What kind of person was the Queen?

Tuoba Yu: The Queen was gentle, resolute, and a skilled warrior. If it weren't for her, the unification of that country might have been delayed for decades.

Tuoba Yu: The Queen would often take the little prince back to her hometown, which was also the happiest time for the little prince because he could see his aunt then.

Princess: The little prince's aunt must have cherished him very much.

Tuoba Yu: The little prince's aunt would take him horse riding, hunting, and stargazing...

Tuoba Yu seemed to be recalling a very distant past, a nostalgic smile on his face.

Tuoba Yu: But when the little prince was fifteen, the Queen passed away.

Tuoba Yu: The aunt's hometown started to have conflicts with the kingdom, but the King, who was usually ruthless and decisive, surprisingly didn't reprimand her defiance.

Princess: Is there a hidden reason behind the Queen's death?

Tuoba Yu: The little prince also suspected so, so he returned to his hometown alone, seeking the truth. But his aunt refused to see him, leaving him only one sentence --

Tuoba Yu: The blood flowing in your veins will only defile this land.

Tuoba Yu: The little prince vowed to find out the cause of the Queen's death at all costs.

Tuoba Yu: At the same time, he also made up his mind that if he met the girl he loved, he would protect her with all his might, and never let her end up like the Queen.

I held Tuoba Yu's hand, trying to convey my warmth and emotions to him.

Princess: I think the little prince, when he grew up, has already done very well.

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The gemstone bracelet I received from Tuoba Yu was tightly held in my hand. According to him, it was a gift from Sumanda on his tenth birthday.

With Sumanda's permission, I pushed open the door. The sight that greeted me was a woman as radiant as Tuoba Yu, with soft, flowing hair braided and draped over her leather armor-clad back.

The beautiful and resolute chieftain pursed her lips tightly, her emerald eyes sizing me up like a vigilant leopard.

She bore a striking resemblance to the Queen I had seen in the murals, except with less gentleness and more decisiveness.

Sumanda toyed with the short blade in her hand, then slammed it onto the nearby table.

Sumanda: Didn't Prince Mirza just send someone? Why another one?

I presented the bracelet in my hand.

Princess: The Prince hasn't seen the chieftain for a long time and wishes to have a conversation as a nephew with his aunt.

Sumanda didn't speak, just silently stared at the bracelet in my hand, then let out a cold snort.

Sumanda: Throw away things when they're old. There's no need to keep them around as an eyesore.

Sumanda: You tell him to give up his hopes too. I swore I would never forgive the Tuoba clan in this life, unless...

She abruptly stopped, her gaze sweeping over me.

Sumanda: Getting too close to the Tuoba clan will bring no good end.

Was she warning me?

Princess: Prince Mirza will be an upright and wise king.

Sumanda: They all say that before they ascend the throne!

Sumanda: My sister believed that man's lies, and that's why she ended up like that!

Sumanda: If she had listened to me, she wouldn't have died!

The pain flowing from those emerald eyes was like burning lava. She stood up, turning her back to me, along with an unceremonious dismissal ---

Sumanda: Go back and tell Mirza, don't test my patience again, or next time what awaits you will be my scimitar!

I didn't say anything more, just gently placed the bracelet on the table and turned to leave.

The hatred between Yarkand and the Tuoba clan might be far more complex than it seems on the surface. To resolve it, we need to start from the root.

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Chapter 8-3

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Chapter 8-1 Chronicles Within the Wall (壁中紀年)

Chapter 7 Rumors

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At this moment, Tuoba Yu and I are standing in the yellow sand under the scorching sun. The heat is radiating from all directions onto my face, making me sweat profusely in just a moment.

Usually, Xiao Huang loves to watch the excitement, but now she's lazily curled up in my sleeve, refusing to move an inch.

It all started with a game of backgammon. Tuoba Yu, confident in his skills, insisted on playing against me and set the stakes as "fulfilling one wish for the winner."

As for the result, Tuoba Yu has been sighing in regret for days.

But he still readily fulfilled my wish - to take me to see the Beikun army's military exercises.

Princess: Doesn't Beikun usually work after sunset? Why is the military training taking place at the hottest time of day?

Tuoba Yu: The enemy doesn't choose the time to attack. If Beikun's warriors can't even withstand this intense sun, how can they deserve the title of "Lorta."

Princess: Lorta?

Tuoba Yu: It means "an army descending from the sky."

Tuoba Yu's gentle and warm gaze shifted from me to the army below the platform, transforming into the aura of a king overlooking the world.

Tuoba Yu: Warriors of Beikun, listen to my command--

All Soldiers: Haa--!

With Tuoba Yu's order, war drums thundered on the yellow sand. The shouts of the warriors and the roars of the birds of prey echoed throughout the entire desert.

Under the vast sky, two groups of infantry and cavalry, leading the charge, quickly converged. Then, accompanied by the trumpeting of elephants, the ground trembled heavily - it was a unit of elephant cavalry.

The figures of humans and beasts intertwined. Even though I had witnessed Dacheng's military parades more than once, the scene before me still made my heart surge with excitement.

Tuoba Yu: What is the Princess thinking?

Princess: This army is admirable, but it also worries me.

Tuoba Yu: Oh?

Princess: Now I understand where Prince Mirza's confidence comes from, and I also understand why the chieftains were so confident and arrogant at the banquet that day.

Princess: The land and people here are even stronger and more resilient than I imagined. I am happy for you.

Princess: But this also means that you will be a threat that Dacheng cannot ignore.

Tuoba Yu: The Princess's honesty surprises me, but... I'm happy. It means the Princess sees me as a friend.

Princess: A friend, but also an opponent.

Tuoba Yu: Then the Princess should be careful. This opponent will become even stronger in the future.

Tuoba Yu gazed at the army in the distance.

Tuoba Yu: Do you know, wolf packs in the desert have a very strict hierarchy. Only the strongest alpha wolf can become the Wolf King.

Tuoba Yu: But when the Wolf King grows old and weak, it will be replaced by a younger and stronger alpha wolf.

Tuoba Yu: The process of changing leadership is very cruel. The defeated old Wolf King can only leave the pack alone and walk towards the end of its life.

Tuoba Yu: This invincible army needs a better leader.

Princess: I can help.

Tuoba Yu: What are the conditions?

Princess: If one day I need Your Highness's help, I hope Your Highness can return the favor.

Tuoba Yu laughed.

Tuoba Yu: If the Princess wants the power of this army, there's no need to go through so much trouble. I can directly conquer Da Cheng and return it to you.

Princess: You underestimate Da Cheng too much.

Princess: Da Cheng won't be easily defeated, no matter who the opponent is.

Tuoba Yu gazed at me quietly for a long time, then finally spoke.

Tuoba Yu: Indeed, you are from Da Cheng, you will always return, and then one day, we might meet on the battlefield.

Princess: ... Tuoba Yu.

Tuoba Yu: Alas, I just don't know if by then, the Princess will still remember that there is a devoted person here waiting for her.

Princess: ...

I turned my head away speechlessly, naturally missing the hint of sadness hidden beneath Tuoba Yu's playful expression.

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The inspection ended as the sun was setting in the west. Tuoba Yu and I walked side-by-side on the road back to the royal capital.

As we approached the city gate, we saw a line of slaves being escorted.

Their upper bodies were bare, and all we could see were whip marks. Their wrists and ankles were shackled with heavy chains, dragging on the ground with a dull sound.

Princess: They...

Tuoba Yu: These people didn't deliver enough tributes to Samkuli on time as required.

Princess: Where are they being taken?

Tuoba Yu: According to the law, they will be sent to the mines for labor.

Tuoba Yu frowned, his tone clearly revealing his disapproval and disgust for this practice.

Tuoba Yu: Y/N, look at that mural.

It was a simple painting crudely carved on the stone wall, very inconspicuous, yet surrounded by countless flowers and offerings.

Princess: This painting depicts... Wu Ri Le?

Tuoba Yu: This depicts the beginning of everything, and the reason why Wu Ri Le became a "god".

Princess: ...Praying for rain?

Tuoba Yu: Four years ago, Beikun suffered an unprecedented drought. Countless refugees flooded into Kelhan to pray to the Samkuli at that time.

Tuoba Yu: The Samkuli in power at the time didn't bring a single drop of rain, but Wu Ri Le, in the small town of Bian Long near Kelhan, brought long-awaited rain.

Tuoba Yu: Because of this, he was welcomed into the temple, standing on the towering prayer platform, performing the rain dance.

Tuoba Yu: Heavy rain fell continuously for three days and three nights. That rain was more abundant than the annual rainfall. At that moment, everyone believed he was the messenger sent by the Moon God to the human world.

Tuoba Yu: In the face of miracles, he rightfully deserved to stand at the peak of the temple. The people, my father, the king, all thought so.

Princess: What about you? It seems you don't think so.

Tuoba Yu looked towards the distant sacred mountain.

Tuoba Yu: The day my mother passed away, I understood - gods never favor the weak.

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Chapter 8-2

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