ATSWM Chapter 6.3

Chapter 6.3 Oh, Then I Will Just Kill It (Part 3)

　　His face looks very young, maybe around eighteen to nineteen. With a lazy and idle posture while half leaning on the desk, he looks like a man of jade carving. Unable to perceive his real age.

　　Is this You Wuming? It’s very different from what she had imagined.

　　He looked more like the kind of aristocratic family’s son who has been raised into a dandy.

　　She was stunned for a moment, then immediately dropped her eyes and stopped touching the things on the table.

　　A short while later, she caught sight of a maidservant quietly asking for the head servant’s permission, and then went out of the palace hall from behind the pillar.

　　After a while again, a strange mannered “maidservant” hurried back as a substitute.

　　Sang Yuanyuan maintained her composure and gave a quick glance with her cold eyes.

　　Sure enough, it is Meng Wuyou.

　　The corner of Sang Yuanyuan’s lips unconsciously raised a faint smirk——Yeah, no matter how bizarre the things will be done, it was always green light along the female lead’s journey. In the face of such a Golden Carp[1], all the efforts and sacrifices of others always seems to be extremely ridiculous.

　　No, this is not really the case.

　　Things such as luck, even though it can be easily given, it also can be taken away casually. Only the road that was thoroughly trudged step by step by oneself, is the precious fortune that really belongs to oneself and no one can take it away.

　　Down to earth, so when you fall down, you are able to climb up again. Being sent to the sky by the good wind[2], once falls down, will only be doomed eternally.

　　Sang Yuanyuan only believed in probability, not luck.

　　For example, the probability of success in this matter of assassinating You Wuming, is zero.

　　She coldly looked at Meng Wuyou who walked towards You Wuming with her head hung low.

　　Such an atmosphere makes Meng Wuyou cowered a little. What’s left is only for her to walk with hands and feet moving at the same time.

　　Sang Yuanyuan’s heart can not help but sneered slightly——looking at the way she made a fuss at the court after she was favored, one would never have thought that she would cower when she was on an occasion like this.

　　Only saw the fearless heroic female lead quickly approach the Great Demon Lord villain.

　　Sang Yuanyuan simply wanted to applaud her.

　　Meng Wuyou pretends to serve wine for You Wuming. When bowing down, she threw away the tray, and the dagger hidden underneath the tray pierced towards You Wuming’s heart.

　　The incident happened so suddenly and Han Shaoling only had time to shrink his pupils.

　　In that instant when he saw it clearly that the assassin was Meng Wuyou, Han Shaoling can’t help but burst out with rage and shock. The murderous intention ignited the golden device adorned on the top of the beams and sending out a resonant hum.

　　At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan also doesn’t care anymore about etiquette and whatnot. She turned her head to look at You Wuming with the look of waiting for a good show.

　　——Don’t know if the Great Demon Lord villain will suddenly be possessed by a domineering president, let go of Meng Wuyou and then add ‘Woman, you have succeeded in getting my attention‘?

　　”Pfftt.” Her laughter was so light but You Wuming still heard it in the end.

　　He ignored the incoming dagger, slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled toward Sang Yuanyuan.

　　The trembling dagger had pierced his white robe.

　　It must have not moved even the slightest bit further.

　　This world does not cultivate the Dantian[3] Meridians[4], but to refine the body——using the spiritual essence that was the same as one’s own attributes to refine the skin, muscles and bones.

　　Simply put, the higher the cultivation level, the harder the body and the longer the life.

　　Mortal’s body and mortal’s iron, already can’t hurt You Wuming, this highly skilled master, since long ago.

　　Meng Wuyou stabbed again several times and found that she could not move the dagger more than that. She  then raised the dagger again and stabbed towards You Wuming’s face. He casually grabbed her wrist and threw her into the center of the big hall.

　　The dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

　　You Wuming slowly took out a piece of silk cloth, carefully wiped the hand that had touched Meng Wuyou, and said with a shoddy smile: “King Han, if you want to use a beauty trap, you should be more sincere. Who do you want to deceive using a counterfeit?”

　　Han Shaoling’s face turned green and his body trembled slightly with anger.

　　”Not pleasing to the eye,” You Wuming regretfully shook his head then smiled gently, “Oh, then I will just kill it.”

      Having said that, he leisurely drew out an extremely long black sword from his back.

The author has something to say: 

Author: My son! Go! See, forty meters’ long sword! Mom had it all arranged! Go! Cut her dog head! 

You Wuming: looking-at-the-idiot.jpg 

Sang Yuanyuan (sighs): My biological mom dear, this thought of yours is very dangerous. Since the beginning, the one who came out to softly kill the female lead, is called cannon fodder, cannon fodder! Hope that my mom will never transmigrate into a Book QAQ

[1] Golden Carp or Koi, is a symbol of good luck.

[2] Sent to the sky by good wind : achieve a smooth success with the help of external forces.

[3] Dantian are the “qi focus flow centers”, important focal points for meditative and exercise techniques such as qigong, martial arts such as Tai Chi, and in traditional Chinese medicine.

[4] Meridians : passages through which vital energy circulates, regulating bodily functions.

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