FRGNM -Chapter 178 A Dog-Blooded Love Triangle

Even the shape of the weapon was no longer as simple as before.
On the hilt was a carved dragon head, its eyes open, staring coldly ahead. Scales covered the handle, and at the very top of the sword hung a faint silver tassel.

The blade itself gleamed with a chilling cold light, radiating an icy aura that seemed capable of freezing everything around it. Ling Ruoxi subconsciously reached out, only to discover that the Dragon-Slaying Dagger was actually resisting her, unwilling to let her approach.

A weapon with its own consciousness!

Ling Ruoxi’s scalp tingled instantly. She sucked in a sharp breath—such weapons were extremely rare. This could even be said to house a sword spirit within it.

“This belongs to you, and it’s also the final gift Yu Chou left for you. Accept it.” With his hands behind his back, Qingyi tilted his head toward the one standing there and smiled faintly.

Moving as if on autopilot, every muscle in his body taut, the figure stepped forward inch by inch toward the Dragon-Slaying Dagger, instinctively reaching out.

The dagger trembled lightly in midair, then unexpectedly flew on its own into Xiao Wu’s hand. The instant it landed in his grasp, Xiao Wu’s twenty-year-old body rapidly shrank, transforming into the appearance of a four- or five-year-old child.

That tender little face was filled with sorrow. He clutched the Dragon-Slaying Dagger tightly, and in that moment, countless memories surged into his mind, as if they were about to burst his head apart.

“Waaah—!”

The child wailed toward the sky, sobbing uncontrollably as he hugged the dagger tightly. Tears streamed from his eyes, dripping onto the blade as he knelt on the ground in repentance.

Another sleepless night passed.

Outside the window, the moon was even fuller than before, and her worries—like the moon—had grown without restraint.

“Do you want to know?” Gently wrapping an arm around her slender waist, Luo Mingyu smiled lightly. Even if she went to ask now, the grief-stricken one wouldn’t answer her anyway.

He leaned his head against her small one.

Nodding, Ling Ruoxi sighed. “I want to know what really happened. I don’t even understand what went on. You know, don’t you?”

“Yes, I know.” Luo Mingyu nodded honestly, gazing at the bright moon as he smiled faintly. “It was a night just as beautiful as this. Under the moonlight, they met.”

“They?” Ling Ruoxi froze.

Pulling her soft, boneless little hand, Luo Mingyu sat her down on the bed and continued with a smile. “Yes. They—Yu Chou and Xuan’er. They were childhood sweethearts, a pair of flood dragons cultivating on the outer continent. Once they passed the lightning tribulation, they could evolve into true dragons. But heaven played a cruel joke on them. Just as they were preparing for the tribulation, an injured magical beast broke into their lives.”

“Don’t tell me… a love triangle?” Ling Ruoxi asked quietly. Otherwise, why would Xiao Wu hate Yu Chou so deeply and then suddenly blame himself?

Luo Mingyu’s mouth twitched. He pressed a hand on her head and laughed, shaking his head.
“You and your love triangles. Where do you get so many of them?”

“They saved that injured magical beast and discovered she was pregnant. That very day, she laid a bird egg—Xiao Wu’s biological mother, Hua Yu.”

“Hua Yu was originally the divine beast Roc that guarded Death Island. After becoming pregnant, she was targeted by the magical beasts on the island. While her husband was away, she was attacked and forced to flee, laying Xiao Wu outside the island. That was Xiao Wu’s first meeting with Yu Chou. When Hua Yu returned, she discovered her husband had been killed in a group attack. A Roc loves only once in its lifetime. After her husband’s death, Hua Yu entrusted Xiao Wu to Xuan’er.”

“All they needed to do was wait for Xiao Wu to hatch, and they could leave. But they discovered that the formation on Death Island was linked to the Roc’s body. To protect Xiao Wu, Xuan’er forcibly transferred the formation into herself. However, the transfer caused a spatial distortion, and both she and Xiao Wu were sucked into it. To protect Xiao Wu, she chose to send him out—and was devoured by space herself.”

At this point, Luo Mingyu could only sigh helplessly.

“But the formation didn’t ultimately remain in Xuan’er. Instead, Yu Chou successfully transferred it into his own body. I suspect that at the time, he wanted to find Xuan’er—and somehow, he succeeded. He survived. And he knew that once Xiao Wu awakened, the formation would transfer to him. So he sealed Xiao Wu away.”

“Xiao Wu was just a child back then. He knew nothing. He instinctively believed that Yu Chou had caused his mother’s death—that if it weren’t for Yu Chou, his mother wouldn’t have died. He distorted that memory to comfort himself. During this lightning tribulation, Yu Chou also left him the most important thing.”

“You mean the Dragon-Slaying Dagger?” Ling Ruoxi frowned slightly. The weapon had already become a short sword, but its quality was extraordinary. A blade capable of slaying dragons was undoubtedly a priceless treasure.

Luo Mingyu nodded. “You only know half of it. The Dragon-Slaying Dagger sounds domineering—and it truly is—but its true purpose isn’t what you think.”

That mysterious smile returned. He wrapped an arm around her waist and said softly, “Yu Chou used himself as the container for the formation and merged it with the Dragon-Slaying Dagger. In other words, even if Xiao Wu awakened and Yu Chou died, the formation of Death Island would not transfer to Xiao Wu—it would remain sealed within the dagger.”

“What?!” Ling Ruoxi gasped. That meant Xiao Wu wouldn’t have to suffer that pain. No wonder he was so heartbroken. And now, there was nothing they could do to help him emotionally.

Raindrops fell lightly. The full moon disappeared behind dark clouds.

It was already the fifth watch before dawn, yet there was no light at all. The oppressive atmosphere was suffocating. On the rooftop stood a small figure, clutching the dagger tightly. His eyes were swollen red as he sobbed softly.

It was impossible to tell whether the moisture on his cheeks was rain or tears.

“Brother Yu Chou…”

So many words, yet he couldn’t even say “I’m sorry.” They were innocent people dragged into this, and because of him, they ended up like this. And he had even cursed him and secretly fled Death Island.

If not for him, they would have already ascended into dragons, not vanished into nothingness like this.

I’m sorry… I’m sorry…

It’s all my fault…

Tears dripped endlessly. The small figure slowly crouched down, gently stroking the familiar blade. The sorrow in his eyes faded, replaced by firm resolve.

“Brother Yu Chou, don’t worry. I will fulfill your wish. I will become her right-hand man. I will acknowledge her as my master. From now on, Brother Yu Chou’s master is my master. I will obey all of the old master’s orders!”

Luo Mingyu reached out and caught a feather. With a shake of his right hand, a letter appeared—and his eyes sharpened.

Ling Ruoxi immediately noticed something was wrong. “What happened?”

Shaking his head, Luo Mingyu clenched his teeth. “That old bastard actually set me up.”

“Huh?” Ling Ruoxi was still confused.

Taking her hand, Luo Mingyu raised an eyebrow and smiled. “No need to know the details. Let’s go back. We’re going to save your mother—don’t let Nangong Mo get there first.”

“Uh? Nangong Mo?”

“Yes. The old man of Duanyun Kingdom sent word—it’s basically a challenge.” He handed her the letter, his expression heavy.

Reading the flamboyant handwriting, Ling Ruoxi felt her heart about to explode.

It clearly stated that Nangong Mo and Ye Ningfeng had already led Duanyun Kingdom’s warriors to Qiongyu Immortal Island. Whoever rescued her mother first would earn the title of prospective son-in-law.

What the hell is this?!

She wanted nothing more than to tear the letter to shreds. Her head throbbed. How could that old fox calculate things so precisely—sending Nangong Mo out the moment they arrived here?

“We shouldn’t delay. Let’s head back now,” Luo Mingyu said coldly. He hated being challenged—especially by someone weaker than him. What annoyed him even more was that Ling Ruoxi wasn’t some prize. That so-called “prospective son-in-law” title meant nothing to him. She was already his.

They didn’t pack much and set off immediately.

But the moment they stepped outside, a small figure was already standing at the door.

“Xiao Wu!” Ling Ruoxi froze and quickly squatted down.

Looking up at her, Xiao Wu knelt on one knee, fists clasped. “From now on, let me protect you in Brother Yu Chou’s place.”

“What?!” Ling Ruoxi nearly choked on her own saliva. She stared blankly—what was this little thing saying?!

Yu Chou kept calling her “Master”—was it really just because she cultivated the Poison Scripture? The former Poison Scripture master? But she found the scripture in the Ling family—how could such a figure exist there?

“Alright, alright, get up first. You’re still young. Talk about this when you grow up. We’re heading to Qiongyu Immortal Island now. You should obediently return to Death—”

“No! I said I’ll protect you for Brother Yu Chou!” Xiao Wu looked stubbornly ahead, lowering his head in silence.

Luo Mingyu read the determination in his eyes and tugged Ling Ruoxi’s wrist. “Agree to it. He means it.”

“Is that so?” Ling Ruoxi sighed.

“Fine. When you actually have the ability to protect me, then do it properly. Let’s go!”

She pulled the kneeling child up. She didn’t realize that such determination in a child’s eyes—once a promise was made—could change an entire lifetime.

Meanwhile, outside Qiongyu Immortal Island, a long procession advanced. They stopped at the edge of the sea, refusing to move forward, instead setting up camp on the spot.

“Who are these people, daring to camp here?” someone hidden in the shadows frowned.

Thankfully, they hadn’t gathered in one place. Still, this situation needed to be reported.

Another voice whispered from the grass. “Look—that’s Duanyun Kingdom’s totem. They’re from Duanyun Kingdom. Duanyun Kingdom never interacts with Qiongyu Immortal Island. Why are they here now?”