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The Whispers of the Wind [BL]

A long time ago, a great prophecy appeared in the world. Evil will rise again! Yue Ling, a heavenly demon, was the biggest threat to the world at that time. Alarmed by the prophecy, the Heavenly Emperor ordered to kill Yue Ling at any cost. So again, heaven and the underworld fell into a fierce battle. Years later, the world basks in uneasy peace, Yue Ling's reign of terror a fading memory. But beneath the surface, secrets stir. Few know the truth: that the most revered god in heaven, the Son of the Sun and Lord of the Wind, Zi Feng, was once the heavenly demon, Yue Ling's lover. Tragically, Zi Feng is reborn not as his glorious god-self, but as Yu Lingyu, a bumbling disciple of the Tianmen Wen Sect. His past life haunts him like a nightmare, a painful echo of lost brothers, sacrificed love, and a world stained with blood of his loved. Will Yu Lingyu ever escape the shadow of his past? Can he forge a new life, oblivious to the whispers of his forgotten glory? Or will he be drawn back into the darkness, forced to confront the life what destroyed by him in past - Yue Ling! ...................................................................................... "Ah, the Mighty Wind Lord has become a crying child." Yue Ling's voice was as vicious as a snake and burst out with joy. "Ha ha, you lost your brothers, lost your soul, sacrificed everything for your victory, but why is it still like this? How ironic, dear Feng!" Zi Feng's face was flushed with hatred. Stumbling up, he directly grabbed Yue Ling's shoulders, sinking his eyes into his eternally dark eyes. "Yue Ling!" he shouted. "You have won, heaven is already bathed from the blood of my brothers. Please get out of here now," he cried in his heart-rending grief. The devil's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Victory is most beautiful with the vanquisher's fury. My wind Lord, where is your anger? Where is your vengeance?" Closing his eyes tightly, Zi Feng let the tears flow down his cheeks. "My anger is drowned in a deep ocean, Yue Ling. An ocean of sorrow and blood. So please leave. do not..........force me...........anymore." “Oh, my lord,” Yue Ling said, running his fingers to wipe away the tears on Zi Feng's cheeks. "If you're like this, it's no fun. How about we go to my palace together? And give a toast to your dead comrades. Oh, for your Li Jiu too." Yue Ling's right hand wrapped around Zi Feng's waist and pressed him against his body. His left hand was tugging at Zi Feng's silky hair. "But you know, making yourself the prize of my triumph isn't so bad." He whispered into Si Feng's ear. Suffering from both physical and mental pain, Zi Feng was unable to escape from Yue Ling's grasp. "Why? Why did you do that? Your revenge was to be taken from me. If you said so, I would gladly hand myself over to you. After all, I had to do it, because I was responsible. But why? Why did they all have to die? Why did Li Jiu have to die? Answer me!" "Shhh! My lord, killing you won't solve my problem. I want you to suffer all the pain in this world and watch everything you love slowly to dissolve into darkness……I want you to," Zi Feng's jaws held. Yue Ling lifted Feng's face up, forcing him to look into his eyes. "I want you to melt away, fall on your knees beside me and beg for all of this to stop. But I won't stop until all your loved ones are dead. Li Jiu is only the beginning……the sun, the moon will all be destroyed. Oh, and also your dear brother too.............Wei Yunhe!”

Shadow_Eun · LGBT+
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39 Chs

Demonic invasion of Lilan 3

Wei Yunhe and the others were already standing there as Yu Lingyu approached the entrance gate. The unarmed people seemed to have been given a weapon by their benevolent Da Shixiong. All of them were dressed in the official uniform of Jun Peak. Approaching them, Yu Lingyu handed out talismans to everyone. "Why is there only one demon charm talisman?" Wei Yunhe asked, frowning.

"Oh Da Shixiong, weren't you the one who said to give them to Wu Shixiong?" San Jie asked in a suspicious tone.

"Why do I do that?" Wei Yunhe also looked hesitant.

"I knew that pig was lying."

Yu Lingyu didn't know what to say. "Please, San Shidi, don't disrespect them when they aren't." He screamed inwardly.

"Never mind, never mind, let's leave now." Yu Lingyu said. Called the entrance gate, it is a long flight of steps that extends down the center of a pair of huge towers. The surroundings were full of hills and the peak facing the entrance was Chuangzhou Peak.

Wei Yunhe did not go for further questioning. Made sure not to say anything even though his mouth darkened when he heard that Juyao was joining.

"Lingyu, stay behind me when we enter the city. Don't go anywhere else." Whenever they were alone, Wei Yunhe liked to call Lingyu by his name.

The apprentices were running down the stairs shouting, and Yu Lingyu and Yunhe followed close behind.

Soon they reached the bottom of the stairs, and the street ahead led directly to Lilan City. To the left and the right, two lanes were joining other peaks to the main road. Wei Yunhe had brought several horses. Ahead on the road was a horse-rental place, and he must have got them from there.

"But Da Shixiong, why are there only eight horses?" asked one disciple.

Wei Yunhe, who was untying the tethered horses, turned around. "Huh, and that's all they had. Two sharing one horse right?" He said. However, the disciples began to pair up, and surprisingly, Luo Cheng had agreed to travel with Duan Xia. "Why should I travel with him?" Again Shen Ming's voice rose as usual.

"It's not like I want to go with you either." San Jie then turned around and shouted. The others couldn't stop their laughter.

"Aren't they fighting like man and woman?" One person said and this time both San Jie and Shen Ming shouted at the same time.

"Shut up!"

Wei Yunhe tried to share his horse with Lingyu, but after all, it was inappropriate because he was Da Shixiong. Yu Lingyu tried to switch his traveling companion, Mo Dong, for San Jie, but Mo Dong refused, so Shen Ming and San Jie had no choice but to travel together.

"Why are you riding?" Shen Ming shouted.

"You short mushroom, can you even see the road?"

"I'll ride, go away."

"If you come, then come. if you don't, then just stay." San Jie's patience was also running out.

Yu Lingyu, who was on the horse, slapped his hand on his forehead.

This is the first time he has come across such troublesome apprentices.

"Need I tell you again?" Wei Yunhe, who was riding a black horse, growled. With a frown, Shen Ming reluctantly got on the horse behind San Jie.

However, until entering the city, Shen Ming's mouth was not lacking in scolding. If Wei Yunhe hadn't been there, San Jie would have already pushed Shen Ming off the horse.

The city of Lilan was already covered in the red light of the setting sun from the long shadows. The narrow winding alleys were bustling with people and the aromas of pork dumplings and freshly baked mooncakes wafted from the doors of restaurants. Delivering the horses to a nearby shed, Wei Yunhee paid to take care of them and returned to the group.

"Is there a demonic menace here?" Yu Lingyu asked. The city was busy and crowded as usual.

"We must head north." Wei Yunhe said.

"Isn't that towards the ancestral graves?" Luo Cheng asked and Yunhe nodded to indicate that it was correct.

"Why didn't we come during the day but when it was almost night?" It was Shen Ming again.

"foolish bull! Demons come out mostly at night." San Jie replied.

"Let's go." Wei Yunhe said that no further conversation was allowed between them. They walked forward through the crowded streets. Street food was being sold on both sides of the street. "Yu Shixiong," someone suddenly called out and Lingyu turned around. Luo Cheng stood behind him, holding a paper bag. "Mooncakes, do you like them?" He asked, pointing the paper bag at Lingyu and smiling slightly.

Lingyu smiled and picked one up. "Thank you Shidi." Luo Cheng followed behind with Yu Lingyu as he happily watched Lingyu eat it.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, it's delicious," Lingyu said as he took another piece of cake at Luo Cheng's urging.

"I'll bring them every day if you want."

Lingyu smiled.

"You don't need to strain yourself so much Luo Shidi."

"What? I said I would make them myself. don't you believe me, Yu Shixiong?"

"Oh, no, no, not like that. Well, if you like, do it." Yu Lingyu said as he waved his hands.

"Huh, please share with everyone, Luo Xiong," San Jie said, snatching the paper bag from Luo Cheng's hand. Giving one to Duan Xia, he ate the last remaining cake. "San Xiong, don't you always fight with Shen Xiong," Duan Xia said fearfully.

"It's not me who starts it. It's him." San Jie kicked a nearby stone and nodded.

As they advanced, the city slowly became empty of people, and the bustling market, which had once been so full of life, was empty, its shops abandoned, and newspapers scattered about the lane as if blown to the wind. The air was thick with an oppressive silence, broken only by the occasional sound from an ancient building or the meow of street cats lurking in the darkness.

The once vibrant lanes were left empty and shrouded in darkness. In the middle of the rising moonlight, the cobblestones that made up the street appeared with a strange glow, and the air was heavy with the stench of decay, and the smell of rotting meat spread throughout the whole place.

"Ah." San Jie snorted and covered his nose with his hands. "Da Shixiong, are we near?" Mo Dong asked.

"Yu Shidi, do you have any repellent talismans?" Wei Yunhe asked as he turned around. Rummaging through his wallet, Lingyu found one and gently handed it to Yunhe. Holding the talisman with two fingers, he fed his soul energy into it, and for a moment nothing happened.

"It's not a demon," Luo Cheng let out a sigh of relief. "Seems to be only walking corpses. No need to worry." Yunhe insisted. Giving the talisman back to Lingyu, Yunhe took the lead.

"Ahead of us is the graveyard, so don't make unnecessary noise," Yunhe said, looking specifically at Shen Ming and San Jie.

"Okay, Da Shixiong."