Chapter 313 - 313 311 The Second Yin Jade

Words : 1342 Updated : Oct 11th, 2025

313: Chapter 311: The Second Yin Jade 313: Chapter 311: The Second Yin Jade He lifted the flute, welcoming the challenge. A very simple action set the earth ablaze, with silver-white frost-like cold fire everywhere. The entire night sky was illuminated, the moonlight devoured by the silver fire, and the silhouette of the moon vanished. The blood-colored light blade, entwined with lightning, collided with the Jade Flute in Baili An’s hand. The two forces met in a not so fierce collision and counteracted each other, then fell into a brief silence. The collapsed attic ruins silently turned into a sea of silver-white fire. The sea of fire vanished in an instant, leaving no trace of dust as if the attic had never existed from the beginning. Baili An stood with his flute drawn back, the pure black intent in his eyes receding, his pupils returning to normal, his standing posture leaning slightly forward. Fang Geyu, with her keen eyesight, stepped forward and supported his icy cold arm, and then saw a continuous flow of fine blood traces emerging from his pale, translucent lips. The Jade Flute in his hand, now stained with threads of blood and the Ghost Tears Pearl flickering incessantly, drew near Baili An, filling Fang Geyu’s ears with a ghostly illusion of the wailing of countless spirits, nearly capturing her soul. She suddenly turned pale, her entire body shivering violently, her fingers tightening unconsciously, yet she did not flee from Baili An’s side. Baili An’s eyes gradually regained their brightness, and the spot where the Ghost stood was already void of the Fierce Ghost’s trace, with only a dark, thick trail of black blood remaining on the ground. Tightly clutching the Jade Flute, rubbing it vigorously, he shattered the cracks in the base of his thumb, fresh blood soaking the flute. The flute, having devoured his blood, slowly turned red, the bloody essence completely retracting back into the Ghost Tears Pearl. Everything returned to calm. Fang Geyu’s complexion gradually improved. Baili An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his tone somewhat regretful, “The Ghost is cunning, his real body isn’t here, he has escaped.” A dense fog arose, shrouding the entire desolate residence within this mysteriously dark foggy world, as if isolated into another realm. Neither the external stars and moonlight nor the rich and pure Spiritual Power from Xianling City could penetrate here. Fang Geyu glanced deeply at him and, sensing the changes around them without asking about the anomaly just now, pondered, “Even though we haven’t dealt with his real body, the Ghost must have suffered serious injuries by now. He has activated the Magic Array of the mist in the old residence, intending to trap us here.” The Ghost is scared, he kills without resorting to such cunning tactics. If not out of fear, he would have directly faced us. After all, being a harmful spirit for three thousand years, even a cunning rabbit has three burrows. Though the Ghost wasn’t truly exterminated, everyone looking at the trail of black blood left on the ground was already shocked into silence. Ying Xiu broke through the dark mist, his vibrant red hunting clothes flowing out, his eyes under the night brighter and more burning than fierce flames, yet his face was as pale as paper, his voice hoarsely burnt like charcoal, “You, where did that Jade Flute come from?!” Baili An, “…” He had no memory of the past, unsure how to answer. Seeing him silent, Ying Xiu’s mild appearance finally tore open, revealing a bloody ferocious gap! His gaze, filled with angry confusion and deep bafflement, the whole person thin and unruly, even the demon-sealing fierce sword in his hands was trembling faintly. Hongying stepped out from the darkness, softly calling, “Crown Prince…” Ying Xiu suddenly turned, reacting greatly, his eyes reddening as he stared at her, “You stepped back at his command just now, was it because he held Jade?” Within his ferocity, there was a touch of grievance. Hongying bowed her head, “With the Yin Jade in hand, the Heroic Spirits of Central Netherworld dare not disobey.” “Yin! Jade!” He almost crushed these words between his teeth, flames of gloom gather in his eyes, but still suppressed by the harsh reality. He clutched his chest, taking two heavy breaths of stale air, scoffing, “Such a vast Tianyao, reaching up to the Nine Heavens, down to the netherworld, there is only one Yin Seal in my Central Netherworld, and it is in my mother’s hands. Now you tell me, the Yin Jade is in the hands of a foreign youth? Hongying, I pity your blindness, not to mention the sin of your words, but let me tell you, Crown Prince! What he holds, is definitely not the Jade Seal of Central Netherworld!” “In this world, no one dares, nor does anyone have the ability to steal the Yin Seal from my mother’s hands and refine it into something else!” Hongying’s expression remained calm, neither humble nor arrogant, calmly saying, “I have never said that the Yin Seal of our dynasty was stolen. Her Majesty controls the Yin Seal, and above the court, there are three Yin Kings guarding, the Crown Prince is also very clear, the Yin Seal could not possibly be lost from Central Netherworld.” Ying Xiu’s brows tightly knitted, his eyes flickering light and dark. Hongying continued softly, “I said it was Yin Jade, not the Jade Seal.” “Yin Jade is the foundation of the Jade Seal. Five hundred years ago, during the great battle between righteousness and evil, our dynasty’s Jade Seal helped my father, but perished in the demonic flames. Later, my mother alone went down to the Nine Nethers, into Senluo, with the bloodline of the Central Netherworld royal family eliciting a piece of new Yin Jade in response, only then could a new Yin Seal be tempered to stabilize the nation’s fortune. Hongying, are you suggesting to me that apart from my mother, there are others who can come and go freely in the Nine Nethers and obtain Yin Jade?” Ying Xiu’s voice was deep and commanding without anger. Regrettably, Hongying had always been a stubborn character, and sometimes even Ying Xiu, who had grown up with her, couldn’t fathom what she was truly thinking. She raised her brows, the spirited face hidden beneath the black veil unreadable, “The puzzles in Your Highness’s heart, I cannot unravel for you. If the Crown Prince is puzzled, why not ask His Majesty directly?” Ying Xiu relaxed his brows, his gaze returning to a calm indifference, coldly saying, “Upon returning, I will report everything that happened today to my mother, and seek an answer.” His gaze shifted, looking at Baili An, subtly furrowing his brow, “May I know where that Jade Flute came from?” Baili An said, “I am not deaf.” Ying Xiu was momentarily speechless again, steadying his spirit, he said, “Yin Jade concerns the fundamental fate of the Central Netherworld Dynasty, I wonder if you would be willing to surrender this flute?” Baili An looked at him, seriously saying, “This is my possession.” For someone from Central Netherworld, Yin Jade holds a unique significance, symbolizing an unparalleled identity. Baili An’s statement was undoubtedly like a spark falling into an oil pan, causing Ying Xiu’s heart to burn fiercely, his eyes red with emotions that he could barely suppress, a violent rage suddenly rising within him. As that rage swelled to a certain extreme, it turned into chaotic, seething flames, scorching the surroundings. However, oddly, Ying Xiu calmed down. He deeply looked at Baili An again, without issuing threats or forcibly seizing it, he simply said, “Take good care of yourself.” With that, he led Wu Bu and disappeared into the quiet mist. Hongying turned back, her veiled expression lingering silently towards Baili An for a moment before gradually fading into the distance along with Ying Xiu’s retreating figure.

Chapter 313 - 313 311 The Second Yin Jade

Comments (0)