The Legend of Futian

It was dead silent in the School of the Emperor Star. Countless gazes fell on Ye Futian and the figure who was unmoving on the ground beside him—Mu Yunxuan.

That strike had not only hit Mu Yunxuan’s body. It seemed to have hit everyone’s hearts, making all of them shudder. Mu Yunxuan, top student of the School of the Emperor Star, the disciple of Han Mo, had just been killed before the school.

Ye Futian had really dared to strike.

Han Mo looked up and glared at Ye Futian. When he received the minister’s degree, his heart had wavered and he had hesitated but then his disciple was killed.

“With Minister Zuo supporting you, you committed murder in Donghai Academy. Good job, Ye Futian,” Han Mo said coldly, tossing the minister’s decree to him.

“Senior, you can ask your own conscience who wants to kill whom?” Ye Futian replied indifferently. He was very sensitive and could sense how Han Mo and Mu Yunxuan wanted to kill him. Even so, he had never planned on doing this. Mu Yunxuan should not have angered him so many times.

Hua Jieyu had confessed to him before leaving Qingzhou City that she would wait patiently for him in Donghai Academy, worry over his every move, and face everything with him. But Mu Yunxuan had insulted her like that and Ye Futian could not allow it.

“Clean it up,” Han Mo said coldly. He turned and walked toward the School of the Emperor Star. The others quickly carried Mu Yunxuan away. Many glared at Ye Futian before scurrying away.

Today, the School of the Emperor Star had lost all dignity. In this fight of life and death, prodigy Mu Yunxuan was killed on the spot by Ye Futian.

The students of the other schools studied Ye Futian. He was too crazy. His talent was intimidating and after he left with Minister Zuo, he had received the man’s favor. He even had the minister decree; it was obvious how highly the minister thought of him.

In Donghai Academy, barely anyone’s talent could be compared to him. There was Yu Sheng, a natural-born warrior, and Hua Jieyu, the starlet of the School of the Emperor Star. The former was Ye Futian’s best friend who had entered the school with him and seemed to be very obedient; the latter was his girlfriend.

Now, Hua Jieyu walked to Ye Futian’s side. She lightly pulled on his hand. Ye Futian glanced over and saw her.

She asked quietly, “Why were you so brash?” She obviously understood that Ye Futian had done so because he was angry for her. She hated Mu Yunxuan but she also knew that Ye Futian would become the enemy of the Emperor Star because of this.

“If anyone says that to you again, I’ll act the same way,” Ye Futian said with a smile.

Hua Jieyu lowered her head. She felt warm and fuzzy inside. “I’ll go bid farewell to my grandmaster. I won’t cultivate here anymore.”

“Okay.” Ye Futian nodded. “What about the future?”

“I have you, don’t I?” Hua Jieyu looked at him with a smile.

“Okay.” Ye Futian returned the smile.

“I’ll go now,” Hua Jieyu said quietly. Ye Futian nodded and let go. Hua Jieyu walked toward to the school to bid farewell with her teacher. Since her lover was now against the Emperor Star, she naturally could not remain there.

Ye Futian turned and walked toward the School of the Finance Star. His fellow disciples all looked at him with some respect. Today, Ye Futian had helped them vent their anger.

“Headmaster, I caused trouble for you,” Ye Futian said to Yi Xiang.

“You already killed him. There’s not much to think now,” Han Mo said nonchalantly. “If you didn’t kill him, he would kill you. Just as you said, if you had lost before, Han Mo would definitely want you dead and I wouldn’t be able to save you either. So, instead of letting them think about how to deal with you, challenging them straightforwardly isn’t that bad.”

Ye Futian eyed Yi Xiang. His headmaster was so agreeable this time.

“Let’s go.” Yi Xiang began walking away. Ye Futian walked beside him and the other students followed behind. Seeing them leave, the spectators dispersed as well though they still had not calmed down. They had a feeling something would happen in Donghai Academy soon. It was not just a sudden conflict between the School of the Emperor Star and Ye Futian but a long-time rivalry. However, they finally realized just how strong the youth was. If he could survive, he would definitely become something impressive.

On the way back to their school, Yi Xiang, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Yi Qingxuan walked in the front. Yi Xiang said lightly, “Your reason of challenging the Emperor Star wasn’t so simple today.”

Ye Futian looked up. Yi Xiang continued, “Forcefully defeating the disciple of the Art Saint, blocking their gate, revealing your talent, and expressing your attitude toward Hua Jieyu… Are you trying to prove something to the Nandou clan?”

Ye Futian’s eyes flashed. Yi Xiang said, “With the talent you showed off today and the minister’s decree, the Nandou clan will definitely pay attention now.”

“Headmaster, I don’t want that either.” Ye Futian shook his head and smiled wryly. Since the School of the Emperor Star had suspected his relationship with Hua Jieyu, the Nandou clan obviously did too. It was better to make things clear now since it would come out sooner or later.

Ye Futian looked forward and said, “I don’t expect to be accepted by the Nandou clan but I do hope I can win some time for Fox. After a few years, it won’t matter if they agree or not.”

“Well, you’re confident,” Yi Xiang said lightly. “What about your other motives? Just confess.”

“Uh…” Ye Futian looked at Yi Xiang. Was this man really so sensitive?

Yi Xiang sneered and said, “Since Minister Zuo gave you the minister decree, his attitude toward you is obvious. He must have told you to go to the royal city. That’s why you’re not scared about making trouble here. You can just leave, after all. Thus, you decided to make it even bigger and help the Finance Star. Is it to thank me?”

Ye Futian looked at him, speechless. The man really knew his stuff.

“When are you leaving?” Yi Xiang asked.

“Minister Zuo wants me to attend next spring’s Tingfeng Banquet,” Ye Futian said.

“Stay in the School of the Finance Star and cultivate obediently. Don’t go out anymore and I’ll take you there personally next year,” Yi Xiang said, facing forward.

Ye Futian looked at the serious side profile and smiled. This old guy always had a stern face but after interacting more, Ye Futian realized he was pretty lovable too.

However, they did not know that things were never as one expected.

…

A while after Ye Futian returned to the School of the Finance Star, Hua Jieyu went over as well. Seeing the figure that appeared in the yard, Ye Futian smiled gently.

Hua Jieyu seemed down. She walked over to Ye Futian and looked at him with her pretty eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Ye Futian asked quietly.

Hua Jieyu reached out a slender arm and grabbed Ye Futian’s hand. Her voice was low. “After I leave, Grandmaster will be alone again.”

“Silly girl, Grandmaster will be fine,” Ye Futian said softly. Thinking of the old man at the School of the Emperor Star, he felt bittersweet.

The old man’s smile was so benevolent. He could feel his grandmaster’s love towards him and Hua Jieyu in his gaze. Though he was old, he still had a scholarly and refined aura. He did not seem to like how the School of the Emperor Star had become. Staying there by himself must be lonely.

“Okay,” Hua Jieyu said with reddening eyes. “Let’s go visit him whenever we can, alright?”

“Of course. I still have to learn to play the guqin from him,” Ye Futian said with a smile. However, he knew that there would be fewer and fewer chances. With Grandmaster’s age, no one knew how many more years he could live. But it was this old man who had taught him pieces such as the Decree of the General.

“Also, you’re not allowed to leave me anymore.” Hua Jieyu stared deeply at Ye Futian.

“Weren’t you the one who left me? When did I ever leave you?” Ye Futian asked.

“You did.” Hua Jieyu glared at him.

Ye Futian sighed. He couldn’t argue with Jieyu’s logic. “Does that mean you’re planning on being with me now?” Ye Futian’s eyes brightened.

“You still want to shake me away?” Hua Jieyu whined.

“Oh no, seems like I won’t be able to talk to pretty girls anymore,” Ye Futian muttered.

“You…” Hua Jieyu stomped her feet and kicked Ye Futian lightly.

“Why do girls always like to do that?” Ye Futian mumbled but realized it sounded wrong so he quickly shut his mouth.

Then he discovered that Hua Jieyu was smiling at him. “Really? Who else does that?”

“No, I’ve seen Qingxuan kick Yu Sheng like that.” Ye Futian pointed at the two figures in the near distance.

“I’ve never done that.” Seeing Hua Jieyu look at her, Yi Qingxuan glanced over with a smile. She was not going to take responsibility for this.

Ye Futian’s face darkened. Yi Qingxuan was such a bad friend!

Looking back, he realized Hua Jieyu was still looking at him. Helpless, he looked up to the sky and said quietly, “The weather is so nice today. We should take a nap.”

With that, he walked toward his room. Hua Jieyu blinked and followed. Ye Futian turned around and asked her, “Together?”

Hua Jieyu halted. When Ye Futian smiled proudly, she suddenly grinned. “Sure.”

As she spoke, she caught up to him. It was Ye Futian’s turn to blink in shock. Happiness had come so suddenly!