The White Moonlight Subdues Everyone with a Suona - Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Na na
Ever since Ji Bingyu could remember, she had been having strange dreams.
And her dreams upgraded step by step.
Back then, all the images were blurry and simple, like a child’s random scribbles. Later, during elementary and middle school, exquisite monsters comparable to video game CGs appeared from time to time, followed by grand, spectacular scenes in high school.
The exquisiteness of the visuals, the grandeur of the scenes, the depth of the characters, the twists of the story, and the richness of emotions—NetEase would cry seeing them, and Tencent would copy them.
It was not until university that the frequency of Ji Bingyu having such dreams decreased, with the intervals growing longer. The only thing that remained unchanged was that after waking up from those dreams, although she felt refreshed, she still could not remember the specific details.
Sometimes Ji Bingyu would even wonder if all those past experiences were really just a illusion born from her acting like a drama queen to the point of split personality.
Now it seemed that was not the case at all.
Everything had been a setup; the long wait was all for this reunion.
However…
Ji Bingyu suppressed the waves in her heart.
She still felt a little bit weird.
The person standing in front of her really did not have much presence. Aside from a face that was barely acceptable, no matter how one looked at him, he did not seem like a big boss.
Ji Bingyu thought for a moment and came to a judgment on her own.
This youth in splendid attire was probably just a flashy pawn blocking the way.
Then, according to international convention, only when the pawn blocking the way was beaten to low health would the big boss arrive late.
Just as Ji Bingyu was thinking about what posture to use to beat up the person in front of her, the voice that had appeared before rang out again. The already ordinary timbre became even more unpleasant due to the hints of desperation in the words, like a flock of male ducks quacking wildly.
“Ji Bingyu! You despicable, low-class thing, how dare you lay a hand on this young master!”
The youth in splendid attire was exasperated, clearly startled by Ji Bingyu’s previous actions, and was currently raging helplessly.
“How dare you!”
Ji Bingyu was stunned by these words, her mind completely filled with a certain environmental girl’s roaring meme.
She subconsciously followed the sound and saw a crowd parting to make a way.
Only then did Ji Bingyu see a youth in splendid attire surrounded in the center, so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, roaring at her.
Underneath the youth in splendid attire, in a certain area most likely to be censored, a wooden sword was currently sticking out.
The not-so-sharp blade actually nailed straight into the trunk of the willow tree behind him, rendering him unable to move.
If that sword went up just one more inch…
The youth would never have to fear being censored again.
Ji Bingyu remained silent for a moment. When she raised her head again, her gaze was terrifyingly bright, making Yan Yiduan, who looked directly at her, feel a chill down his spine.
There were no scenes appearing in dreams without a cause.
Ji Bingyu thought that the position of this sword should be hinting at this monster’s biggest weakness.
So…
Yan Yiduan could no longer tolerate Ji Bingyu’s gaze. Ignoring his image as a noble young master, he pulled out the damned wooden sword with his own hands and threw it straight at Ji Bingyu.
Yan Yiduan, whose head was clouded by anger, never thought about how his sister, who had just drawn Qi into her body, was supposed to catch this sword.
Fortunately, today’s “Ji Bingyu” was no longer the original Ji Bingyu.
Ji Bingyu raised her hand and caught the wooden sword with ease. She spent a second judging that all the previous attacks were made by the youth in splendid attire before her.
Amidst the youth’s near-cracking roar of “I will definitely make my father lock you up”, she calmly raised her eyes and continued to measure him up and down.
Ji Bingyu: [Onlooking a magical creature.jpg]
Only up to this moment did Ji Bingyu finally see the youth’s face clearly.
The youth in splendid attire was about thirteen or fourteen years old. His appearance could be considered handsome and cute, with a bit of baby fat on his cheeks.
Unfortunately, his face was full of ferocity and cruelty, which forcefully ruined his originally naive and handsome face.
It should have been the purest and cleanest age, but his eyes were not clear-cut black and white, but rather completely murky.
The more she looked, the more disgusted Ji Bingyu’s gaze became, but she still did not avert her eyes. She persistently lingered on the youth in splendid attire, her gaze becoming increasingly presumptuous, looking just like a rogue who saw a delicate beauty by the roadside, just short of blowing a whistle.
That was indeed the case.
After all, Ji Bingyu still believed at this moment that she was currently in her own dream, and Yan Yiduan in her eyes was merely a mob about to drop equipment.
On the other side, Yan Yiduan felt a chill down his spine from Ji Bingyu’s gaze, his hair standing on end.
He could not understand why Ji Bingyu, who had always been timid and cowardly, allowing them to bully her at will, suddenly rose up in resistance this time.
She even dared to throw the sword at him repeatedly, almost… almost…!
However, the words Yan Yiduan originally wanted to shout out were all choked in his throat when he met Ji Bingyu’s uninhibited gaze that seemed to be sizing up a piece of merchandise.
The words got stuck, causing his blood to surge, and his brain began to ache faintly.
At a certain instant, Yan Yiduan even felt as if he had been stripped naked and stood in front of Ji Bingyu.
For a time, no one made a sound.
A gentle breeze blew, tree shadows tilted, and the two stood facing each other. The scorching sun chopped out a boundary in the sky, and the brilliant sunlight fell on the girl, plating her with a layer of gold. For a moment, it made people feel she was too bright to look at directly.
With neither protagonist moving, the surrounding crowd of onlookers dared not move even more.
In the eyes of the crowd, the girl in front of them had a refined and peerless beauty, her features tinged with a coldness that made people dare not violate. She was like a nine-heaven fairy descended to the mortal world. Yet, those eyes that used to be gentle to the point of cowardice were now filled with an astonishing will to fight, terrifyingly bright.
Those hands, fair as jade, held the wooden sword.
The blood flowing out from between her fingers at some unknown point had already stained the wooden sword red, yet the girl still stood there as if completely unaware.
Like a cold plum standing tall and undefeated in the winter wind, even if covered by frost and snow, it did not change its noble and proud nature.
Many people gasped softly. Their reason told them that at this moment, they should stand behind Yan Yiduan and cheer for the young master of the Yan family.
However, their eyes simply could not move away.
Even the coarse-cloth-robed disciple who had jumped out to accuse Ji Bingyu earlier was now silent, saying not a word.
Ji Bingyu was simply too beautiful, truly worthy of the title “White Moonlight Beauty”.
Ice skin and jade bones, peerless and unconventional.
Although they did not know why Ji Bingyu had changed her usual style this time and dared to clash with Young Master Yan, relying solely on the eagerness to fight surrounding her right now, the crowd of onlookers dared not act presumptuously.
“Hiss, don’t say it.” Someone whispered.
“Although this Miss Ji’s swordsmanship isn’t much, this aura is really no joke!”
“After all, she was raised by a large family. Although she wasn’t born to Madam Yan… sigh, being influenced over time, it’s different after all!”
“Not to mention anything else, just this face—”
The speaker dragged out the tone with deep meaning, his otherwise decent facial features forcefully twisted into a sneaky and villainous look.
“Tsk tsk tsk, I see, it’s also worth the Yan family raising her for so many years.”
The crowd discussed animatedly, exchanging tacit glances, thinking they were being careful, but in fact, everything was heard by Ji Bingyu on the stage.
Ji Bingyu had no reaction, and even listened with great interest, finding it very exciting.
She did not connect the “Ji Bingyu” in the mouth of the disciples to herself at all, but completely treated everything as a game in a dream. She was just waiting for the final boss to appear so that she could end the opponent with one sword strike.
As for the youth in splendid attire—that was, the Yan family’s youth Yan Yiduan—under the pressure of Ji Bingyu’s threatening gaze, he was almost unable to speak.
For some reason, it was clearly just sizing him up and down with her eyes, but Yan Yiduan could feel tremendous pressure and curiosity like teasing a plaything from such a gaze, making his cheeks burn red with shame.
Yan Yiduan was shocked, angry, and afraid, unable to say a complete sentence, and did not even dare to make eye contact with Ji Bingyu, let alone continue his previous teasing and insults.
For Yan Yiduan, this was a great humiliation.
Due to the ideas instilled in him for a long time, Yan Yiduan always felt that Ji Bingyu was just a trash who relied on their family to live, completely unworthy of his stunningly talented Brother Xuanyuan.
That she could get this current marriage engagement was merely relying on that paper agreement from the Ji family before.
To speak frankly, who was left of the Ji family now? The once-great immortal cultivation clan was currently nothing more than a wisp of clear moonlight in the mortal realm, turned to dust.
Too much time had passed, so long that juniors like Yan Yiduan could no longer remember the past glory of the Ji family.
They merely regarded the last bloodline of the Ji family, Ji Bingyu, as a dispensable burden, even feeling that she had stolen his elder sister’s sweetheart.
Holding such thoughts, the more Yan Yiduan thought about it, the angrier he became.
As more and more of the crowd’s gazes gathered on Ji Bingyu, and some words of praise even grew louder, Yan Yiduan finally could not hold it in. He let out a loud roar, “Enough!”
This sound was as sharp as fingernails scraping against a wall, carrying a harshness that could not be concealed.
“What is the use of all this that you are saying! Fame, cultivation base—aren’t all of these given to her by our Yan family!”
“A trash who relies on my Yan family is actually worth you praising like this. I wonder how your family elders would discipline you if they found out!”
These words were spoken with utmost arrogance, but most of the disciples present were dependent on the Yan family, so they dared not make a sound.
Seeing this, Yan Yiduan thought he had subdued the crowd. He finally smoothed his breath, regained a somewhat self-satisfied look, and turned back to Ji Bingyu, “In the final analysis, Ji Bingyu, without our Yan family, without Brother Xuanyuan… what kind of thing are you?”
“I tell you, the clothes, jewelry, and magical artifacts on your body—not a single one of them isn’t from my Yan family, all given to you by my Yan family.”
“Therefore, even this cheap life of yours belongs to my Yan family.”
Yan Yiduan said viciously, “Striking at me, did you even ask yourself if this cheap life of yours is worthy?”
Seeing Ji Bingyu remaining silent, Yan Yiduan thought his words just now had hit her sore spot. He raised his chin triumphantly, “What? Scared now? I tell you, my elder sister Yan Liusu is the person who matches Brother Xuanyuan the best! A low and humble person like you doesn’t deserve Brother Xuanyuan at all!”
“Just a low and trashy useless thing.”
Yan Yiduan snorted coldly, raised his chin, assumed an arrogant posture, and said disdainfully, “Before long, Brother Xuanyuan will come to break off the engagement with you!”
Brother Xuanyuan? Yan Liusu?
Ji Bingyu frowned, suddenly feeling that these names were somewhat familiar.
Right at the moment she felt they were familiar, before Ji Bingyu could think carefully, a intimate, adorable, and slightly lively and playful mysterious baby voice suddenly flashed through her mind—
[Ding! In view of the host’s ‘drama queen’ attribute, congratulations to the host for activating the ‘Role-Playing System’. Please enhance your own aura through performances that conform to the character setting, follow the plot, and head toward the peak of immortal cultivation!]
[Current performance plot: Facing the situation of about to have the engagement broken off, what does the host feel she should do? Please think carefully about the character relationships and make a reasonable response!]
The sudden voice did not cause Ji Bingyu to reveal any unusual expression. Others only saw her standing in place and falling into silence, as if the gentle breeze had tangled with a bit of her melancholy.
Only Ji Bingyu knew that she was not silent, but was just starting to feel uncontrollably dejected again.
The dreams were upgrading too fast; she actually had to start doing tasks even while dreaming.
Ji Bingyu: Ah, this competitive world.
Seeing Ji Bingyu briefly falling into silence, the mysterious voice was terrified that she would not understand how to operate, and hurriedly prompted, [According to the current inference, the host’s response should be mournful—]
[Mournful yet not lacking firmness, firmness laced with distress, distress tinged with a trace of grief and indignation, and amidst grief and indignation, there should also be a bit of stubbornness and pride, right?]
The mysterious voice was stunned by the thoughts flashing rapidly through Ji Bingyu’s mind, and immediately grew excited!
It really had not picked the wrong person! This host was indeed an acting genius!
Great! This plane was saved!
In the mysterious voice’s imagination, Ji Bingyu should next say something like ‘In heaven we wish to be birds flying wing to wing, on earth we wish to be trees with intertwined branches. Oh, the affection between Brother Xuanyuan and me is unyielding until death’, or something like ‘I won’t listen, I won’t listen, Brother Xuanyuan will definitely not break off the engagement with me’—
All in all, it had to be a very romantic, sad, and mournful scene.
The mysterious voice was very satisfied with its imagination.
At the same time, Ji Bingyu was also very satisfied.
She finally lifted her spirits again.
Role-playing—to put it bluntly, wasn’t it just a murder mystery script game?
A drama queen’s favorite.
Ji Bingyu, having regained her spirits, rubbed her hands together.
Thousands of lines flooded into her mind in an instant, determined to hit the mark in one strike and directly force the final boss of this dream to reveal himself.
After all, dreaming for too long was not good either.
She had to wake up and go to work tomorrow, so Ji Bingyu felt she should wake up.
She pinched her fingers and finally found the most foolproof line to deal with an engagement annulment in the wildly flashy wardrobe in her mind.
Seeing Ji Bingyu’s long silence, Yan Yiduan thought he had seized Ji Bingyu’s fatal weakness. His somewhat pale face regained a bit of blood color.
He hooked his finger at Ji Bingyu, sneered arrogantly, and seemed to have restored the demeanor of the Yan family’s young master.
“If you are willing to kneel down and apologize to this young master right now, this young master might consider not telling Brother Xuanyuan about this.”
After finishing this sentence, Yan Yiduan paused, then smiled wickedly, “However, this marriage of yours will be annulled sooner or later. I advise you to behave yourself.”
Instantly, everyone’s gazes shifted back to Ji Bingyu, faintly carrying a bit of sympathy.
Who among the crowd present did not know that Ji Bingyu and Xuanyuan Fentian were deeply in love? Hearing these words now, she must be heartbroken, right? Hopefully she wouldn’t do anything foolish and drag everyone down with her.
Amidst the silence, a few self-righteous onlookers couldn’t hold it back and jumped out again, blowing a bunch of big principles out of proportion.
Yet Ji Bingyu did not put them in her eyes at all.
She looked at Yan Yiduan’s disheveled state all over and could not help but curl her lips into a smile.
Unexpectedly, it was a bit… charmingly evil?
The mysterious voice discovered that this unbelievable thought had popped up in its head. It tried to rub its non-existent eyes to observe Ji Bingyu’s smile again, only to find that on her exquisite and breathtaking face, there was even a bit of world-destroying arrogance and wildness at this moment?
——Wait, wild and arrogant?
It wasn’t that this kind of Ji Bingyu wasn’t good-looking.
On the contrary, on her peerlessly beautiful face, even making such an expression only made people feel she was bursting with vitality, vivid, and extremely adorable.
It was just…
It was just that no matter how one looked at it, this didn’t look like an expression a mournful, tragic, and self-sacrificing Holy Mother white moonlight should make at all!
The mysterious voice suddenly felt a bit of a bad premonition.
Before it could speak to stop her, Ji Bingyu’s voice echoed in the huge space once again.
“Want to break off the engagement?”
Ji Bingyu held the long sword in her hand and swept her eyes across the surrounding crowd.
That arrogant gaze of looking down upon all living beings as ants made everyone shudder in shock, and then feel even more pity.
Who among the disciples of their generation did not know that Xuanyuan Fentian of the Xuanyuan family and the white moonlight beauty Ji Bingyu had an engagement since childhood?
It was said that they were mutually in love and had deep affection.
Presumably, no matter how arrogantly Ji Bingyu behaved before, she would have to admit defeat in front of this trump card named Xuanyuan Fentian, right?
Alas, the word ‘love’ really harms people in the end—
With a ‘bang’, it scared everyone into taking a step back.
They raised their heads in unison, only to see Ji Bingyu forcefully plunge the long sword in her hand into the ground. The sudden vibration frightened Yan Yiduan into stepping back.
The woman in front of him had her back to the sunlight, her hand resting on the sword hilt, with the scorching sun behind her, plating her with a layer of golden light.
Whether it was Yan Yiduan or the other onlookers, all of them were dazed for a moment.
At this moment, Ji Bingyu did not seem like a woman trapped by love in the rumors, but rather like a wild and arrogant swordsman who laughed at all heroes in mortal legends.
The disciples looked at each other. This scene seemed a bit different from the tragic abandoned wife plot direction they had imagined in their heads?
The mysterious voice’s bad premonition grew stronger. Just as it was about to stop Ji Bingyu from speaking,
The woman surrounded by light, looking radiant and glorious, declared forcefully,
“Go back and tell your Brother Xuanyuan for me.”
“Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Do not bully this father just because he is poor!”
