The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"little things."

Kong Sangyu spoke, her voice soft and gentle, as if she were coaxing a frightened kitten.

"It's been touched by something dirty, so you need to wipe it clean."

He took out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve.

The handkerchief was folded neatly, with a small Paris polyphylla flower embroidered on the corner.

He lowered his head and carefully wiped the bloodstains from the back of Pei Ningran's hand.

The movements were extremely light and slow, as if brushing away dust from a flower petal.

After wiping away the last trace of blood, he casually tossed the handkerchief aside.

The snow-white handkerchief drifted down into the bloodstains, like a cloud falling into a swamp.

"ah--"

Sang Tingke was stepped on by him, and he let out a shrill scream of pain.

The old wound had not yet healed, and the sole of the boot crushed it hard, making him tremble with pain.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead, mingling with blood, and dripped onto the cold ground.

"Kong Sang Yu! Your Shan Hai has crossed the border!"

He screamed, a hint of fear finally creeping into his voice.

Upon hearing this, Kong Sangyu tilted his head slightly, as if he were listening to a huge joke.

"Crossing the line?"

He chuckled, a clear and pleasant laugh, yet as cold as icicles falling to the ground.

"Under this vast sky, where is there not a mountain or a sea? Crossing the boundary—who set that boundary? You did?"

He slowly bent down, the sole of his boot grinding another half inch into Sang Tingke's wound.

It precisely grinds into the deepest part of the wound.

"You think you can tell me what to do? Who gave you that right?"

Sang Tingke let out a pained cry that had gone off in a different tone, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

She felt like a worm pinned to the ground, writhing in vain but unable to break free from that boot.

Lord of mountains and seas, master of all things.

A beautiful and delicate boy, like a porcelain doll, has the face of a bodhisattva but hides the heart of a demon.

His compassion is only shown to those who deserve it.

But at this moment, in Pei Ningran's eyes, this older brother was a good person.

He was a good person who would wipe the blood off her hands and help her drive away the villains.

"You dare to trespass into our Guixu Palace all by yourself! You're dead!"

Sang Tingke trembled with pain, but still gritted his teeth and uttered harsh words.

He didn't believe it; he didn't believe that a mere youth could cause any trouble on his Guixu Palace's territory.

"one person?"

Kong Sangyu blinked, her thick eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

A hint of genuine confusion flashed in those blue eyes.

Then he smiled.

Her eyebrows were curved, and the corners of her lips were upturned, revealing a small part of her white canine teeth.

Those blue eyes curved into crescent moons, brimming with youthful exuberance and unrestrained spirit, so bright they almost overflowed.

"Who told you I came alone?"

He took the white jade flute from his waist and twirled it between his fingers.

The flute body nimbly flipped between his fingers, like an obedient white bird.

The white jade flute, smooth and lustrous, complemented his long, slender, and fair fingers beautifully.

He placed the jade flute to his lips.

Blow softly.

A clear note flowed from the flute hole.

At first, it is gentle, like a babbling brook falling into a deep pool, rippling outwards.

It then rose higher, transforming into a clear and melodious crane's cry, piercing through the stone wall and soaring straight into the heavens.

The entire mountain moved.

All the beasts in the mountains obeyed the command.

The earth began to tremble, from afar and closer, as if the entire mountain forest was awakening.

That was the sound of ten thousand beasts galloping, deep and heavy, like ancient war drums being beaten anew.

A dense, growing sound of wings flapping came from overhead, growing louder and louder, like a storm gathering.

Sang Tingke suddenly looked up.

A row of blue-scaled eagles flew in the sky, their wings spread wide, blotting out the sun, standing in neat formation like a heavenly army awaiting the king's command.

They stood in unison, overlooking every inch of Guixu Palace.

Lord of Mountains and Seas—this entire mountain forest is his domain.

He alone is worth more than a thousand troops.

"Am I being too low-key—"

Kong Sangyu lowered her eyelashes and looked down at the pale-faced man at her feet.

"So that's why you think Shan Hai... is weak?"

Sang Tingke's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

He finally realized that the boy in front of him was not someone to be trifled with.

He is the spirit master of mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, and all the beasts in this world.

Kong Sangyu looked at his pale face, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying.

That damned bastard dared to kill his sister Zhi!

Absolutely unforgivable!!!

"You little rat in the gutter, you really know how to hide! Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

He bent down and spoke slowly, word by word.

"You—you deserve to die, you vile, filthy filth, attempting to kill God? You dare to challenge me?"

Enraged, Sang Tingke struggled and managed to break free from Kong Sangyu's boots.

He suddenly leaped up, his body flipping in the air, his ten fingers forming claws, and fiercely tore at Kong Sangyu's face.

That claw strike seemed designed to tear its opponent apart, skin and bones alike.

Kong Sangyu did not dodge.

He merely tilted his head slightly, his long, silver-blue hair being ruffled by the wind from his claws, revealing half of his cold, jade-like face.

The next moment, his figure vanished in a blur.

"What are you looking for?"

A cold voice came from behind, carrying a hint of mockery.

Sang Tingke's pupils contracted sharply, and he turned around abruptly.

Kong Sangyu stood three steps away, a white jade flute held to her lips, her long silver-blue hair still swaying gently.

He blew on it gently.

The sound of the flute was like mercury spilling onto the ground, omnipresent.

The sound blade shot out from the flute hole, invisible and intangible, yet so sharp it seemed to cleave the entire space in two.

"laugh--"

The first sonic blade grazed Sang Tingke's shoulder.

The clothes were torn, the flesh was turned inside out, and blood splattered, blooming into a crimson flower in the dim firelight.

He staggered backward, his steps unsteady, and he nearly fell.

Before they could even get their footing, the second sonic blade arrived.

"puff!"

The sonic blade pierced straight through his heart.

In that instant, Sang Tingke froze.

He lowered his head, staring at the bleeding wound on his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Originally, Sang Tingke was able to make the bats escape.

But in front of Kong Sangyu, beast taming was simply a joke.

He had no control over the areas covered by Kong Sangyu's sound waves.

The bats that were connected to his mind were now like a swarm of headless flies, spinning aimlessly in the air, unable to even tell which way to go.

Some even fell from the sky, crashed to the ground, and died convulsing.

Sang Tingke collapsed in despair.

His body crashed heavily onto the cold stone slab, his head hitting the ground with a dull thud.

Fresh blood slowly seeped from beneath him, like a crimson lotus blooming in the dark night.

He struggled to get up, his fingers scratching futilely at the ground, leaving only shocking streaks of blood.

"What are you all standing there for?"

Kong Sangyu suddenly raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the shadows.

Those blue eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of impatience.

It was a pale, lofty blue, like the sky looking down upon the earth.

"I've already held them back for you, why aren't you going to rescue them? Or should I come and ask you myself?"

The commander of the Cloud Scale Guard, hidden in the shadows, suddenly shuddered.

The boy was only eighteen years old, the same age as their young master.

But when that glance swept over him just now, he felt a chill run down his spine.

It was as if they were being targeted by some ancient, ferocious beast.

"quick--!"

The leader of the Cloud Scale Guard suddenly came to his senses and gave a stern order.

"The young master has ordered us to fully cooperate with the Lord of Mountains and Seas! Everyone, save them!"

The Cloud Scale Guards surged out from the shadows like a tide.

Someone quickly stepped forward and carefully shielded Pei Ningran from behind Kong Sangyu.

The little girl was still trembling, but she immediately spoke:

"Help—Mother and Father, they... are in the dungeon down there."

The rest of the men rushed into the depths of the dungeon, and the sounds of chains and cell doors being opened echoed one after another.

At the same time, the defenses of Guixu Palace were also mobilized.

Countless dark figures emerged from the shadows, their killing intent palpable.

Kong Sangyu lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped into the air.

He stood steadily on the back of the Azure-scaled Eagle, his clothes fluttering in the night wind.

As he played his flute, a horde of beasts surged forth wherever the sound reached.

All the beasts galloped about, as if the entire mountain was making way for him.

"Is Shan Hai going to war with our Guixu Palace?"

Before the statues of the sun and moon, the figure shrouded in golden light spoke with a calm yet cold voice.

The voice carried an undeniable pressure, like a judgment falling from the heavens.

Within the golden light, the figure remained unmoved, as if the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning of the world had nothing to do with him.

His presence there was like a mountain, a sea, an insurmountable barrier.

Kong Sangyu stood atop the Azure Scaled Eagle, her long, silver-blue hair fluttering in the wind.

He gazed at the figure within the golden light, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

"So what if we fight?"

His voice was clear and resolute.

"This spirit master has never been afraid of anyone."

"The moment you laid a hand on the Heavenly Physician of Fate, our relationship became one of mortal enmity!"