CH 89.2
Fantasy Farm
Translated by yuki
Edited by xiaowu
As he was about to reach his breaking point, he finally found a method to reduce corruption â which was by splitting his soul in half and forcing all the corruption to the other half of his soul. This would be the red-haired Ao Run Lu Qingjiu had previously seen.
For a member of the dragon race, splitting oneâs soul was not an easy feat, even Ao Run would sometimes lose control of his body. However when he was clear-headed, he could secretly sneak to the human world to spy on the love of his life without fear that he would hurt her.
Ao Run was able to witness his daughterâs birth, her growing up and finally under the urging of her mother left Shuifu village. Although he felt a little uneasy in his heart, he could understand her thinking â rather than being a protector, a normal human being would be safer. Her mother didnât want her daughter to repeat history and so, she never revealed Bai Yuehuâs existence, keeping it a secret to her grave.
Writing up to this point, Ao Run paused. Lu Qingjiu didnât pressure him and instead kept waiting in silence. He didnât have the chance to before, but under careful scrutiny, he realised that Ao Runâs eyes and brows were similar to his motherâs. However, that pair of eyes which should have been extremely beautiful, were instead just two empty cavities on his head.
Taking advantage of this pause, Lu Qingjiu observed his surroundings. He took notice of the fact that there were always a few butterflies landing on Ao Runâs shoulders and back. One of these uniquely beautiful butterflies was the blue butterfly that had brought him to Ao Run.
âAre you tired?â Lu Qingjiu asked softly, âIf you are, we can continue next time.â
Ao Run smiled while shaking his head, indicating that he was not at all tired.
âBut I am really worried about youâ¦â He could still smell the metallic blood stench wafting off Ao Runâs body.
Ao Run gently sighed, using his only remaining left hand to caress the top of Lu Qingjiuâs head, before continuing to write.
âThis kind of life continued until one summer day. At that time, you had grown up quite a bit. I had only seen you while you were really small, but never had the chance to give you even a hug.â
Lu Qingjiu felt a wave of sadness, reaching out a hand to hug Ao Run. He hugged Ao Run tightly, like he had once hugged his grandmother. Since he had already lost his parents and grandmother, Ao Run was currently his only blood-related elder.
âThe weather that summer day was very hot. I heard that your mother was thinking of returning to Shuifu village, so I planned to cross into the human world to take a look at her,â Ao Run slowly wrote, âI could not have imagined⦠that an accident outside of my control would happen.â
His motherâs identity was somewhat unique. She wasnât human but also wasnât a dragon; she was actually a mixed-blood. If a regular human were to be corrupted, normally their souls would be suppressed in Shuifu village and they would never be able to leave the village. The altars in Yin Xunâs house were for this exact purpose.
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âThere was someone controlling it all from the shadows,â Ao Run continued writing. âIt affected me and also your mother.â
Hearing this, Lu Qingjiu started paying more attention.
âYour mother wasnât able to escape by the skin of oneâs teeth and therefore was corrupted. However, probably due to her dragon ancestry, she wasnât trapped in Shuifu village and was able to leave.â
He continued tracing out, âYour grandmother didnât want your mother to repeat the mistakes she had. Therefore she didnât tell this matter to other members of the dragon race. Apart from Bai Yuehu, no other dragons knew about thisâ¦â
So, Bai Yuehu did have knowledge about this matter concerning Lu Qingjiuâs mother. Perhaps the reason he didnât tell Lu Qingjiu was due to a promise between him and the grandmother.
âAfter that, it was finally that summer day.â Ao Runâs hand started trembling slightly. Although there was not much change in his expressions, his overall demeanour thick with grief.
âYour mother was coming home for a visit⦠I wanted to see her, since it had been a whileâ¦â
Hearing these words, Lu Qingjiuâs eyes started tearing up. He rubbed his face with one hand while suppressing the rolling emotions in his heart, using the other hand to pat the back of Ao Runâs hand, giving him some comfort, âGrandfatherâ¦â
Ao Run just silently patted his hand, writing more, âBut, there was an accident.â
Lu Qingjiuâs mother dragon genes suddenly flared up and she devoured her beloved â Lu Qingjiuâs father.
When Ao Run wrote out this part of the story, Lu Qingjiu felt chills from the tip of his toes to the top of his head. He had thought of many possibilities, but would never have imagined this was the truth. Thinking back, it was true that, in the period before the event occurred, his mother was a lot more irritated. At that time, he didnât think too much of it, assuming that there were cracks forming in his parentâs relationship. It was only at this moment that he understood what that irritation actually was.
Humans didnât have the habit of devouring their beloved, so even if they were corrupted, they wouldnât cause too many injuries to the ones they loved. At the most, they would just constantly be in a bad mood.
Dragons were different, they were originally greedy creatures that had to hold back the urge to hide away all the objects they loved within their stomachs, so that no one else could cast their greedy gazes on their beloved objects.
Lu Qingjiuâs mother, who suddenly regained her dragon genes, changed into a dragon and didnât hesitate to swallow her beloved in one mouthful.
Ao Run, who had wanted to see his daughter and just arrived in the Human world, bore witness to this very scene.
Lu Qingjiu couldnât say anything. He was drowning in this huge sea of grief, unable to imagine the situation at that time. It was even harder to imagine what Ao Run, who had to watch all this with his own eyes, felt at that time.
âAfter that, she headed to the old house.â Ao Run wrote. âI knew what she wanted to do, she wanted to eat her beloved mother, my beloved.â
Writing up to this point, a sad but benevolent smile appeared on his face, âI couldnât allow such a thing to happen, my beloved could only be devoured by myself.â
Lu Qingjiu asked with a trembling voice, âSo⦠so you ate my mother.â
Ao Run nodded, looking a little worried that Lu Qingjiu would develop hatred towards him, holding onto Lu Qingjiuâs hand a little uncertainty, he continued his story.
âAt first I had only wanted to stop her, but when I used some force, the corrupted part of my soul took over my body. Once I regained control of my body, she was goneâ¦â The only things left were a floor full of eye-catching fresh blood and numerous broken scales, which was enough to tell Ao Run what he had done.
What came after that, Lu Qingjiu was already aware.
Ao Run, who had eaten his daughter, received a serious punishment from the dragon race. He didnât protest since he had indeed done such a thing. It was just that he didnât bother explaining the reason, or perhaps he thought that there was no need to do so. After all, letting Lu Qingjiuâs grandmother know the fact that her daughter had also eaten her beloved, would only be another blow and not provide any comfort.
At this moment, Lu Qingjiu completely understood what âignorance is blissâ meant. He had now gotten to the bottom of his parentsâ cause of death, but was not able to get any trace of comfort. Looking at his grandfather whose body bore innumerable injuries, he couldnât help reaching out to hold his wrist. Ao Runâs wrist was icy cold, as if he had lost all his body warmth.
âGrandfather, why donât you go back and clarify the matter with them?â
Lu Qingjiu couldnât stand seeing him continue as he had so far, he couldnât bear leaving his only living relative to bear such suffering, âDonât continue like this anymore, I am your grandson, I can vouch for youâ¦â
Ao Run gave a gentle smile while shaking his head, continuing to trace, âI have an aim for escaping this time. Before reaching my aim, I wonât go back.â
âWhat is your aim?â Lu Qingjiu eagerly asked.
Ao Run wrote, âIâve told you before, the reason I had been corrupted was due to accidentally falling into a trap, afterwards your motherâs corruption was also due to an accidentâ¦â
Lu Qingjiu immediately understood, âYou are planning to look for the culprit behind these matters?!â
Ao Run nodded his head.
âWho is this person, why would he do such a thing?â Lu Qingjiu recalled the short history Bai Yuehu had told him before and hurriedly added, âIs it connected to someone from the Zhulong race⦠Grandfatherâ¦â
His sentence was cut off by Ao Runâs low coughs. His coughs seemed to take a lot of effort, in the end becoming dry coughs, as if his internal organs would also be coughed out.
Lu Qingjiu immediately helped pat his back, wanting to make him feel better. But as he was patting, he felt something was not right. On a second look, he realised that the icy blue butterflies that were attached to Ao Runâs back were multiplying. Lu Qingjiu had assumed all along that these butterflies were being ordered around by Ao Run. However, looking more carefully, he found out these butterflies were actually feeding on the fresh blood on Ao Runâs clothes. They couldnât be chased away while their numbers kept increasing.
âGrandfather, grandfather! Are you ok?â Lu Qingjiu started panicking, clearly feeling something was amiss, âWhy do these butterflies keep increasing?â
Ao Run was still heavily dry coughing. When he heard Lu Qingjiuâs words, his face revealed some suspicion, looking as if he was going to say something, but was then cut off by violent vomiting.
Lu Qingjiu who was standing beside Ao Run, could only watch as Ao Run kept dry-coughing. As he watched, Ao Runâs hair started becoming red, his originally gentle demeanour was slowly replaced by a wild air â the corrupted part of his soul was coming out.
Even though Lu Qingjiu knew he was dangerous, he couldnât bring himself to leave Ao Runâs side. When Ao Run raised his head after finishing his dry coughs, a wild grin was split across his face. He opened his mouth, and out popped that hoarse voice Lu Qingjiu had heard previously, âLong time no see, my dear grandson.â
Lu Qingjiu knitted his brows as he looked at him, âYouâ¦â
âI am also your grandfather,â He stretched his back, walking closer to Lu Qingjiu, âWhat, do you not recognise me?â
Lu Qingjiu wanted to stand up, but his shoulders were held down by him, who said, âSo he has told you everything?â
âWhat does everything refer to?â Lu Qingjiu asked, âWhat do you want to know?â
The redhead Ao Run let out a snort, as if unsatisfied with Lu Qingjiuâs reactions. He waved around his empty sleeve, unhappily saying, âTell him to stop torturing this body, if it continues being tortured heâll really die, then heâll never find out what he wants to find out.â
Lu Qingjiu asked alertly, âYou know whoâs the culprit behind all these?â
âOf course I know, â Ao Run burst out laughing. He stretched out a hand, a blue butterfly landed on it, âIf there is no him, there is no me. I am created by him, of course I know him.â
He waved his hand, catching the butterfly within his palm. Within his grip, that butterfly turned into a ball of water that was radiating an icy air.
Lu Qingjiu still had things he wanted to say, but Ao Run reached out to pat his head. At this, Lu Qingjiu felt a chill seep deep into his skull, following that the skies and earth started spinning around, then his vision faded to black and he passed out.