Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 540 Murdering Husband
Xishan Island in Taihu Lake.

Under Zu Chongzhi's command, everyone is working together to repair the ruins of the Chinese land.

The ship has been severely damaged during its journey through time. Its external components appear to have been around for centuries, completely decayed and so fragile that they could crumble at the slightest touch. It can no longer float on water, let alone fly.

Fortunately, Zu Chongzhi had made ample preparations for the war with Wu Yang, and the ship's hold was filled with various spare parts, so there was no shortage of materials for repairing the ship. However, the ship's structure was extremely complex, and repairing it would be time-consuming and laborious; it wouldn't be able to fly again for at least ten or eight years.

"Why is this taking so long?" Fa Xiu said with a pained expression as she moved materials. "Even building another one wouldn't take this long, would it?"

“This is a divine vessel meant to travel through time. How can it be compared to those boats that float on water?” The Three-Life Beast, perched on the mast, said, “What is ten years? If you capsize in the river of time, you will all be doomed except for me.”

"Be content. It's good enough that we can even fix it." Zuan sighed. "If we can't fix it, we'll have to stay here forever."

As everyone was talking, A Yao, who was standing on guard at the bow of the boat, suddenly drew the Nanming Li Huo Sword.

"somebody is coming!"

"Hehe, quite wary, huh?" A voice that annoyed her rang out in the night sky.

Ayao's eyebrows furrowed as she glared angrily at the witch who gracefully descended through the air.

"It's really haunting!"

"Hehe, little girl, it's been twenty years, do you still want to fight?" The witch had several coins in her hand.

Upon seeing the money, Ayao's pupils constricted, clearly triggered by unpleasant memories.

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After drinking with his brothers until the moon rose high in the east wall, Hou Jing stumbled into the bridal chamber.

Although he could drink countless cups without getting drunk, that wouldn't be fun. So he deliberately didn't sober up, allowing himself to enter the bridal chamber while still intoxicated.

In the bridal chamber, white candles burned brightly, and Princess Yongkang, dressed in silver and white, sat by the bed, waiting for Him to take her...

Xiao Yuhuan still held a round fan to cover her beautiful face. The beauty's veil only made her more alluring.

Hou Jing, in his eagerness, stepped forward and said in a clumsy manner, "Princess, let's quickly drink the nuptial wine and then we'll be happy."

"Ah..." the princess said, feigning reluctance, "Before the nuptial ceremony, we must first perform the 'returning the fan ceremony'."

"Alright, alright." Hou Jing raised his hand to move the fan away.

The princess refused to let go, saying, "My lord must first compose a poem about removing the fan."

"I am a warrior, not a poet," Hou Jing said, feeling ashamed and rubbing his hands together like a fly.

“A hero like you, my lord, would naturally compose poems about the landscape.” The princess, understanding the situation, put down her fan, revealing her beautiful face.

"Absolutely, absolutely." Hou Jing was overjoyed upon hearing this, his eyes fixed on the beautiful woman with a rapt gaze. "The princess is truly wise and understanding."

His arrogance stemmed from his inferiority complex. The princess showed him a slight favor, and Hou Jing felt as if his bones had lightened considerably. He unconsciously treated her with utmost respect, obediently letting her lead him by the nose. Thus, under the princess's guidance, they methodically shared the same wine cup, untied their hair, and tied their hair in a knot, showing no impatience whatsoever, but rather thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Sharing meat together symbolizes husband and wife sharing joys and sorrows. Drinking from a gourd in half and having each person hold a gourd to drink wine signifies becoming one.

A 'ying' is a type of silk cord. After a woman is betrothed, she uses it to tie her hair, signifying that she is engaged. On the wedding day, the groom personally removes the ying from the bride's head. Then, each of them cuts a lock of hair and ties it together with a silk ribbon, thus 'tying their hair together to become husband and wife'.

Although Hou Jing is almost fifty years old and this is not his first time getting married, it is still the first time he has experienced such a ceremonial wedding. He feels that all his previous weddings were in vain.

With a look of enjoyment, he cut a lock of the princess's hair and handed her the golden scissors. The princess apologized, then stepped forward to loosen Hou Jing's hair, carefully selecting a lock of hair without gray hair, and then raised the scissors…

With lightning speed, it stabbed into Hou Jing's neck!
Hou Jing was so engrossed in the ritual that he was caught off guard and fell victim to the attack.

The moment the black and white scissors pierced Hou Jing, a string of dazzling sparks burst forth!

The black and white scissors were formed from the blade of chaos, containing the power to create the world. Even though Hou Jing was an ancient god, he was still caught off guard and his defenses were breached—divine blood gushed out like molten lava, the black and red blood splashing into the carefully arranged bridal chamber, instantly corroding large pits.

Hou Jing groaned, his eyes filled with disbelief. His pupils contracted sharply, and he tried to reach out and grab the 'princess's' wrist, but his body trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and he wouldn't obey his commands.

"You..." Hou Jing's eyes blazed with fury as he stared at the 'princess' and roared, "Do you know the consequences of killing a god?!"

"A mere evil god, killing him is fine, why make such a fuss about the consequences?" Then, chaotic energy rose around the princess, revealing her original, sharply defined face. Her white wedding dress transformed into divine armor with a flowing starlight halo.

"You're Ren Yuan?" Hou Jing asked incredulously. At the same time, his body swelled up strangely, as if he were a giant.

"What, you know me?" Ren Yuan was also a little surprised, but he didn't relax his grip at all, instantly unleashing 36,000 slashes, chopping him into minced meat.

He had meticulously arranged this bridal chamber; everything from the incense and candles to the wine and meat was problematic. Although none of them were poisonous individually, when combined, they formed the 'God-Slaying Calamity' capable of killing gods!
He didn't expect to kill the ancient god with poison all at once; he only hoped to weaken Hou Jing as much as possible and narrow the gap between the two sides.

"I was right there when you fought against the King of Taiyuan, but you didn't even glance at me." Sure enough, even though Hou Jing was completely broken, he could still speak to him in a normal tone.

After detoxification, His flesh and blood reformed in mid-air, solidifying into a mangled human form. Hou Jing's voice came from the eerily writhing pulp: "Didn't expect that, did you? Twenty years later, I've become an ancient god you can't even dream of reaching!"

"Things really do change every twenty years, never underestimate a young man's potential." Ren Yuan frowned slightly, reversed the chaotic vortex, and unleashed a 'Big Bang' at the Cosmic General!

The moment the Tai Chi ball took shape in his palm, Ren Yuan pushed it towards Hou Jing with a backhand and detonated it! Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the night sky over Jiankang City was dyed black and white.

When the smoke and dust cleared, only a huge scorched pit remained at Laiyi Hall, while the other palaces remained intact.

He can now perfectly control the blast radius. The terrifying energy of the 'Big Bang' is confined to the limited area of ​​the Laiyi Hall, increasing its power many times over.

Looking at Hou Jing in mid-air, he had already been completely vaporized and disappeared without a trace.

Ren Yuan showed no joy whatsoever. He spread his wings and leaped into the air, warily scanning his surroundings. He knew that ancient gods would not easily reveal their true forms, and Hou Jing, whom he had just destroyed, was probably just the human form of that 'Slaughtering Ancient God'.

(End of this chapter)