Chapter 803: Snowy Soul Mirror
“What about you guys?” Ye Qing asked while looking at Leng Tianjue, Gu Mingfei and Tan Tao.
“We’ll be fine, warrior. We have Wingride,” Leng Tianjue answered while making a hand gesture and summoning a white feather from his sleeve.
The feather was three inches long and white as snow. Flawless and perfectly white, it floated in the air and emanated waves of air of Dao.
“Is that the feather of a Wind Rider?” Ye Qing asked after examining the feather for a moment.
“You have a discerning eye, warrior Ye. That’s right. Wingride is a Strange Artifact created from the tail feather of a Wind Rider.”
Leng Tianjue was surprised. He did not expect Ye Qing to identify Wingride’s origin at first glance.
Wind Rider was a Disaster-class Stranger with a dragon’s head and a bird’s body. It excelled at flying[1] and enjoyed flying high, high up in the sky. Its wings could supposedly blot out the sun or moon when they were fully expanded, and a single flap of its wing could kick up quite the powerful wind. It was said to be capable of flying thousands and thousands of kilometers in a single day, and it could fly higher than even the nine heavens.
“One sunny day, a bird rode the winds and flew. Fifty thousand kilometers it climbed, and still it would not stop.” That was how they described the Wind Rider in the books.
Wingride was created from the tail feather of a Wind Rider. A flying-type Strange Artifact, it could expand or shrink in size and even turn invisible. So long as there was a single gust of wind in the air, Wingride could carry its passengers into the sky. Not only that, it did not cost any true qi or spiritual energy to pilot.
But of course, Wingride wasn’t without its flaws. For one, Wingride was wind-reliant. If there was no wind, then it wouldn’t be able to take flight. Its flight speed was directly impacted by the strength of the wind as well. If the wind was strong, then Wingride would move quickly. If not, then it would be slow.
Besides that, Wingride did not possess any shielding abilities whatsoever. Those riding Wingride must endure the beating of the elements such as the wind, snow, sun, and rain. It wasn’t a relaxing or comfortable ride by any means.
Take the current weather for example. A snowstorm was happening, so Wingride would be moving very swiftly. However, that also meant that the frigid wind and snow would be so much harder to bear. Even for warriors at their level, riding Wingride for an extended period of time was a bitter experience to say the least.
This was why Cang Qingmei and Fei Fei had run into the horse carriage like their lives depended on it. If not for the fact that the horse carriage had turned into an all-female space, they would’ve chosen to ride it as well.
Ye Qing glanced at the horse carriage once before turning back to Leng Tianjue. “You don’t mind me joining you on your ride, do you?”
“Of course not. I cannot say that it will be as comfortable as riding your horse carriage though. I hope you don’t mind,” Leng Tianjue replied apologetically.
The mirror was showing the people lining up to enter or leave the city. Each time someone entered the city, a snowflake would land on the person’s forehead and slowly disappear. It was almost as if the snowflake had sunk into their head.
When Ye Qing stepped inside the city, he had appeared inside the mirror just like everyone else. Then, a single snowflake descended and landed right on his forehead.
However, right before the snowflake would melt into his forehead, Ye Qing seemed to notice something and touched his own forehead. Then, he turned to look straight at the loft where the mirror was.
Bang!
Out of nowhere, the mirror suddenly exploded into a million pieces. At the same time, the old lady lying on the man’s lap let out a bloodcurdling scream and spewed blood from both her mouth and her nose. Her breathing immediately turned shallow and erratic.
“Young Snow! What happened?”
Completely caught off guard, the man cried out in surprise and hugged the old woman with deep concern. However, Young Snow—who should really be called Old Snow—pushed him away and stared at the shattered mirror on the table, shrieking, “My precious! My precious!”
The next moment, Young Snow grabbed the broken shards and shoved them down her throat like she was insane.
The mirror might look like it was made from ice and snow, but they were incredibly tough to say the least, not to mention that some of the shards were quite big. Despite this, Young Snow kept devouring the broken shards like her life depended on it. She did not stop even when her tongue were sliced into ribbons, and blood was pouring profusely out of her mouth.
It was a horrible scene to look at, but Young Snow neither cared nor seemed to feel the pain at all. It wasn’t long before she had swallowed all of the shards, and her cheeks were stuffed as big as a hamster’s. She chewed slowly.
Maybe it was because she swallowed too many shards at once, but bits and pieces of the mirror were poking out of her lips, her cheeks, and her throat. Young Snow didn’t care though. She wore a blissful expression on her face despite the fact that she was bleeding like a pig.
Ten or so breaths later, Young Snow finally finished chewing up the mirror and swallowing it into her stomach. As if on cue, her dirty white hair slowly began to turn black, and her wrinkly face and skin began to smoothen out like magic.
In just the blink of an eye, the ugly, old lady had turned into a young, beautiful girl.
After Old Snow literally turned into Young Snow, her wounds disappeared like magic, and her erratic breathing returned to normal as well.
1. ... I suppose it makes sense since there are birds who can’t fly, but still... ☜