Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The Ice Blue Light of the Moonlight Rose shattered into countless crystal fragments in Aelia's Pupil. She stumbled back a step, her Gold Thread-embroidered Skirt sweeping across the ground strewn with fallen Wisteria petals.
The Jade Brooch that had never left her side for twenty years suddenly burst apart, sharp Gem Fragments slicing through her trembling Fingertip.
"This can't be happening..." She stared at the entangled figures in the Magical Projection, her husband's Flame Birthmark on his Collarbone flickering within the Thorn Pattern. "Luna is just a three-month-old infant; how could she...?"
In the swaddling blanket, Luna desperately waved her Oujie-like arms, the Silver Bell stained with Milk Stain ringing softly in the night breeze.
When Qin Si rushed in from the Emerald Corridor, holding the shattered Transmitting Crystal, Aelia finally saw the reflection of Leonard's Last Night in the crystal—those three Zhusha moles on Leonard's Concubine's Ear matched perfectly with the woman in Leonard's Study Room Secret Compartment Image.
"Madam, the Snow Marten Cloak you asked me to deliver last month..." Qin Si's voice trembled with tears. "It was actually taken by Lord to please that woman."
Aelia suddenly recalled the warm furnace on her wedding night, filled with Cedar Fragrance, and how Leonard had slipped the Starlight Stone ring onto her ring finger as Frost Snow melted away.
Those tender whispers shared at dawn and dusk, those protective amulet spells entwined in her hair before the Expedition, were all mixed with the gasps of infidelity beneath the Wisteria Arbor.
Dark Red Blood Droplets fell along her Palm's lines, blooming into tiny Bing Hua on the bluestone bricks.
The magical plants in the entire West Wing Garden were wilting; the Moonlight Vine entwined around the Crystal Column was breaking inch by inch, just like her crumbling ten years.
"Mother!"
The sound of a Wheelchair crushing ice crystals pierced through the silence.
The Young Master's Pale fingers sank deep into the velvet armrest, dark purple scars from backlash spreading from his neck to his Ear.
He threw out his Silver Moon Staff, its Star Core Fragment erupting with brilliant light, shattering Lucius's dark spell into purple Ying Huo.
"Take Mother and Luna to the Stargazing Tower." He coughed out Xue Mo as he commanded Qin Si, flames Burning in his Pupil that were inconsistent with his broken body. "As long as the dark night Bloodline still flows, the Glorious Demon Fortress won't fall to bastards."
Suddenly, Luna let out a heart-wrenching Loud Cry, Wisteria Petals imbued with Purification Magic piercing through the barrier and fluttering down onto the Young Master's shoulder.
He realized that as he activated his magic, those Meridians that should have been agonizing instead felt a cool sensation—this mysteriously-originated sister was attempting to repair his damaged Magic Circuit.
The second roar echoed from the direction of the cellar, and the black mist had already engulfed the rose garden on the East Side.
The Young Master gazed at the crimson halo that began to erode the moon and suddenly thrust the scepter heavily into the ground.
Countless silver blue runes danced along the Earth Rift, automatically activating the family’s defensive formation that had been sealed for fifteen years.
"Third Brother." He looked at the black-robed youth who emerged from the shadows. "Do you really think that the Starlight Staff Father gave you is inscribed with the Heir's emblem?"
Lucius tightened his grip on the staff, and the gem embedded at its tip suddenly burst forth with black light.
The meticulously carved star patterns twisted into a poisonous serpent pattern, coiling up the youth's arm and branding his skin with a charred curse mark in an instant.
"No—!" The youth screamed as he fell to his knees, the tip of his staff revealing Leonard's Xu Ying. "Father clearly said this is..."
"This is the Soul Devouring Curse used to suppress rebels." The Young Master advanced in his wheelchair, each word causing blood to seep from the corners of his lips. "Do you really think Father allowed you to study Dark Magic for no reason?
The 'accident' we three brothers encountered fifteen years ago—did you truly believe it was all just coincidence?"
Atop the Stargazing Tower, Aelia suddenly clutched her heart, her face losing color as reflected in the crystal window.
When Luna pressed her small hand, scented with milk, against Aelia's icy Luna, a warm surge of mental power unexpectedly flooded into her mind sea—she found herself seeing Leonard drawing the Disaster Eye in the Forbidden Zone within the hazy memory fragments of an infant.
A third explosion echoed from the cellar, and the black mist had transformed into a skeletal form.
In the second young master's laboratory, shattered dark element crystals were devouring the protective array, while his bloodshot eyes suddenly froze.
The eerie red light reflected in the glass of the experiment table reminded him of that snowy dusk three years ago...
The copper bell in the corner of the laboratory suddenly rang without wind, and the second young master’s palm, stained with potion, froze mid-air.
The frost flower patterns emerging on the surface of the bell were identical to those etched on the poisoned wine cup handed to him by his dear friend back then.
The Liuli Lantern in the laboratory shattered into Powder amidst the tremors. The Second Young Master stared at the Frost Flower spreading across the copper bell, a sensation rising in his throat reminiscent of the Poisoned Wine he had consumed three years ago, the taste of Zhuo Tong lingering.
From the cracks of the Dark Element Crystal, crimson Black Slime oozed out, reflecting the Curse Mark on his neck that had yet to fade—an Antidote handed to him by a dear friend that turned out to be made from his Mother's Hair, concocted into a Puppet Potion.
"So that's how it is..." He trembled as he tore open his shirt's Button, and suddenly, the Dark Purple Veins on his chest glowed with a Silver Light.
A glass Explosive Sound echoed from deep within the Experiment Table. The Self-Destruct Device buried in the Alchemical Array activated automatically at fifteen years old, and the embedded Star Silver Plate in the wall illuminated the entire laboratory as bright as Daylight.
As the Third Young Master kicked open the door to the library, he was met with the sight of his long-abandoned Star Compass floating in mid-air.
Those Celestial Trajectory errors he had dismissed were now perfectly aligned with the Silver Blue Rune of the Defensive Formation.
His ink-stained fingers suddenly lifted uncontrollably, and the neglected Light Spell from his youth spontaneously took form.
"To hell with the Magic Talent Theory!” He grabbed his grandfather's Amber Glasses, and what had been misdiagnosed as an "Elemental Rejection" by his Pupil suddenly deciphered the seven layers of encryption in the Defensive Formation.
When he smashed the seal of the fifteen-year-old Energy Nexus with the hilt of his sword, the entire castle's Geomancy resonated.
Leonard spat out a mouthful of Hei Xue, and the backlash from the Disaster Eye caused web-like cracks to crawl up his right side.
The crystal ball reflected a scene where all three sons simultaneously activated the Defensive Formation. In a fit of rage, he crushed the Curse Doll used to control his eldest son, only to find a Safe Knot woven by his wife at its heart.
"Aelia..." His bloodied palm pressed against the relief on the hidden door, where the Twin Lotus, carved by his own hand twenty years ago, was wilting.
When a loud cry from an infant echoed from atop the Stargazing Tower, the black mist enveloping him was suddenly dispelled by a wave of Purifying Power. The abandoned baby who should have perished on that fateful night was now tearing apart his carefully crafted scheme of twenty years with pure light magic.
Lucius curled up in the shadows of the West Wing Corridor, a serpent born from the Soul Devouring Curse coiling around his throat.
Just as he was about to crush Luna's Silver Bell, fingers stained with milk suddenly pierced through the barrier, bringing with them a wave of purification magic scented with wisteria that surged into his tear-filled mind sea.
The young boy stared blankly at the fading Curse Mark on his hand; those memories of hatred instilled by his father began to lose their color.
His tattered Robe fluttered without wind, and as Luna's clear laughter rang out, a glimmer of silver-blue light crept into the corner of his eye—an unmistakable mark unique to the Glorious Demon Fortress Heir.
Lucius's Fingertip lingered on the dissipating silver-blue Halo, the hem of his Robe brushing against the withered Moonlight Vine on the Emerald Corridor.
He bent down to pick up the Silver Bell that Luna had kicked off, and the baby's laughter echoed as her small hand, sticky with Wisteria Juice, patted the mark at the corner of his eye, a warm magic seeping into his Bloodline through his tear ducts.
"The West Side Barrier's fluctuation value has exceeded the critical point!" A Servant's exclamation came from downstairs, as the Head Maid, holding a Magic Potion Bottle, suddenly stumbled and leaned against the spiral staircase.
The scarlet Moss staining her sleeve was devouring the Bronze Railings, a sign of the black mist's corrosive manifestation.
When Aelia handed Luna over to Qin Si, fragments of the Jade Brooch suddenly floated into a Star Map.
Her Fingertip, stained with Bloodstain, lightly touched one of the shards, and the Family Crest sealed beneath the Stargazing Tower for Fifteen Years Ago responded, swirling in the meeting hall's Dome as the Thorned Crown shone brilliantly.
"Mother, the corrosion rate of the East Wing Geomancy has slowed." The Third Young Master burst through the Carved Wooden Door, still smeared with star-silver fragments from an Energy Nexus on the hilt of his sword.
He hastily wiped away bloodstains from his Amber Glasses when suddenly, flames ignited at the hem of his Experimental Robe—an ancient Defensive Rune triggered by his Unintentional actions.
The sound of a Wheelchair rolling over a floor covered in Frost Flowers silenced all discussions.
The Young Master's Pale fingers pressed against the top of his Silver Moon Staff, its shaft wrapped in bandages seeping with blood from Xing Hui. "Lucius's Soul Devouring Curse residue indicates," he snapped his fingers to spread a Light Barrier across the Long Table, "Father began embedding curses in our Bloodline Twenty Years Ago."
The Second Young Master suddenly tore open his collar; a Dark Purple Curse Mark was fading in Silver Light. "The laboratory's Self-Destruct Device activated the Puppet Mark left by my dear friend years ago. These Frost Patterns..." He traced shapes on Parchment with a Feather Pen dipped in potion. "Match perfectly with the Forbidden Technique totem in Father's Study's Dark Compartment."
Luna's Loud Cry pierced through the Crystal Window as a Rainbow Light erupted from the swaddling cloth in Qin Si's arms.
As Aelia turned around, she saw the baby grasping Lucius's index finger; pure Purification Magic flowed along the Heir's Mark at the corner of the boy's eye, drawing an ancient Bloodline Authentication array on the Ground of the meeting hall.
"The young lady's Silver Bell!" The Head Maid suddenly pointed at the spiral staircase in shock.
The toy that Luna had kicked off last night was rolling down the steps on its own, and surprisingly, the sound waves produced by Ling She matched perfectly with the Castle Leyline's vibration frequency.
As the bell rolled to the thirteenth step, the entire Magic Castle's Defensive Barrier suddenly emitted a roar akin to Longyin.
The Third Young Master's sword hilt clanged to the ground as he stared blankly at the Star Trail emerging from his palm. "So, what the inspector said back then about my Elemental Rejection..." The Azure Blue Flame of his Experimental Robe suddenly shot up to the ceiling, incinerating his grandfather's Amber Glasses into a translucent Astrolabe. "It was all a manipulation of the detection crystal by Father!"
Lucius suddenly knelt on one knee, raising the Starlight Staff above his head.
The charred patterns burned by the Soul Devouring Curse were reassembling within the silver-blue Halo, gradually revealing the handwritten admonitions of the First Generation Fortress Master: "When the Moonlight Vine blooms for the seventh time, the Holder must offer blood..." His finger, slick with Luna's saliva, traced over the Inscription, and suddenly, a beam of light shot from the staff's tip, piercing through the Three-Layer Barrier.
A fourth explosion erupted from the direction of the Cellar, and a skeleton formed from black mist sprouted Bone Wings.
The Young Master's Scepter struck the ground, activating the Holographic Sand Table. In the glow of the Star Core Fragment, everyone clearly saw Leonard's Xu Ying drawing a Disaster Eye in the Forbidden Zone—yet in place of what should have been a blank Pupil, there was a striking reflection of the Wisteria Pattern on Luna's Swaddling.
"The young lady is altering the prophecy!" Qin Si suddenly pointed at the sand table in shock.
The Silver Bell being gnawed on by an unaware infant projected strange ripples onto the sand table. Those Curse Light Arrows that should have struck the Young Master's heart veered off course and headed towards the Cellar instead.
Aelia's Fingertip Emerald Star Map began to reorganize as well; after twenty years of silence, the Family Alarm Bell resonated throughout the tower.
As the thirteenth bell tolled in sync with Luna's yawn, a Light Barrier descended from the Dome and Thorned Crown, enveloping everyone in a Light Gold shield—this was an ultimate Protective set by the First Generation Castle Lord's Lady, only triggered by those who passed Bloodline Authentication.
"The Earth Vein Resonance has vanished..." The Second Young Master suddenly pressed down on the Experiment Table.
The Monitoring Array he had set up three years ago sent out violent fluctuations; patterns of poison on Parchment were being covered by Rainbow Light. "Luna's Purification Magic has rewritten everything in this castle..."
The beam of light from Lucius's staff suddenly split into countless silver threads that entwined every clan member penetrating through the conference hall.
As those silver threads entered the Third Young Master's Amber Lens, designs for an Energy Nexus long sealed away for fifteen years suddenly emerged on the wall—those Light Spells he had neglected were now automatically completing missing runes in the Defensive Formation.
Luna suddenly let out a giggle as her palm, stained with milk, pressed against Aelia's Jade Brooch.
The Rainbow Light swirling within the infant's Pupil reflected off the Dome, tearing open a rift in the Projection of Disaster Eye.
Through the crack of light, within the shattered Magic Circuit of the Young Master, a Healing Array entwined with Wisteria emerged faintly.
As the Thirteenth Moonlight Wisteria bloomed outside the barrier, Luna turned over, clutching the Silver Bell.
In the depths of the infant's clear eyes flickered an unexpected maturity that did not belong to a Newborn. She blew bubbles and gazed at the sky in the direction of the Cellar, where a Disaster Star was being forced into a falling trajectory by Rainbow Light.
Aelia's hand, which was arranging the swaddling cloth, suddenly froze—Luna's Star Moon Birthmark emerging on her nape perfectly overlapped with the mark on the image of the First Generation Castle Lord's Lady.
The Silver Bell rolled away from Luna's Qian Si Embroidered Shoes as the infant sucked on her Thumb, emitting indistinct murmurs.
No one noticed the Ancient Magic Rune quietly emerging on the inner wall of the bell—that was precisely the Prophecy Cipher recorded in the Shou Zha of the First Generation Castle Lord's Lady.
"The black mist in the Cellar has breached the fifth layer of the barrier!" The Chief Guard burst through the Gilded Gate, with crimson Magic Ice Crystals condensing on Leonard's Pauldron.
His Monitoring Compass in hand spun wildly, finally stabilizing in the direction of the Family Tomb. "The Disaster Eye is devouring the Ancestor Statue!"
Aelia's Emerald Star Map suddenly trembled violently, and floating fragments severed her Pearl Hairpin that held her hair in place.
When the Third Young Master's sword hilt touched a fallen pearl, the guardian spirit sealed within Jian Qiao suddenly awakened. The aging Xu Ying raised his hand to wipe away the black mist Projection on the sand table.
"Use Wisteria Essence." The guardian spirit's Ash Gray Pupils turned toward Luna. "The first handful of Chen Lu soaked in Wisteria Juice from early spring..." His translucent Fingertip pointed at the infant Mei Xin, "combined with the Purifying Power of the Star Moon Birthmark."
The Young Master's Wheelchair suddenly emitted a grinding noise as its gears jammed; his broken Magic Circuit was clearly visible within the Halo of the sand table.
Those Meridians that should have been severed were now extending fine Wisteria patterns as thin as Hair—these were from Luna's earlier secret infusion of Healing Magic.
"To the greenhouse!" The Second Young Master suddenly tore open a Dark Bag in his Experimental Robe; within a deformed Monitoring Crystal froze half a Wisteria Petal. "Today, Chen Lu spilled Wisteria Flower Dew..." He crushed the crystal with his finger coated in potion, and suddenly, a sealed Cedar Fragrance permeated throughout the conference hall.
Lucius’s Starlight Staff in hand resonated in response, and the silver threads entwining around it abruptly changed direction.
The Heir's Mark at the corner of his eye glowed fiercely as he uncontrollably waved his staff to tear open a Space Rift—the other end of that rift revealed a Magic Greenhouse nurturing millennia-old Wisteria.
Luna suddenly coughed violently, the milk foam she expelled condensing into a micro star map on Qin Si's palm.
As Aelia took the crystal bottle from the maid, the baby's tiny foot precisely kicked the bottom of the bottle, activating a long-dormant curse that had been sealed for thirty years.
"The young lady's bell is heating up!" Qin Si exclaimed as he loosened the swaddling.
Suspended in mid-air, the silver bell was transforming the wisteria fragrance into tangible light purple particles. These particles pierced through the dome barrier, swarming like fireflies towards the cemetery.
The Third Young Master's amber glasses suddenly shattered, the fragments caught by azure blue flames before they could hit the ground.
He stared blankly at the star chart emerging from the flames, those tracks once deemed "error" now mirrored symmetrically with the disaster eye hovering above the cemetery.
"It's not devouring..." His blood-stained finger traced quickly in the air. "It's resonance!"
Father was using the disaster eye to awaken the sleeping... Before he could finish his sentence, the entire castle tilted fifteen degrees. The magic chandelier in the conference hall rattled, and dark blood seeped from the eye sockets of ancestral portraits.
Luna let out a sharp loud cry, her small hand grasping at Qin Si's dangling hair tips.
As the maid looked down, she met the baby's pupils filled with rainbow light. A chilling awareness suddenly flooded her mind—she distinctly saw herself three days later, holding wisteria flower dew as she passed through the library, reaching for a curse doll inscribed with Leonard's Concubine Ailya's birthday rune on the bottom shelf of the seventh bookcase.
When the seventh petal of the greenhouse wisteria fell into the crystal bottle, Luna's silver bell suddenly flew back to her swaddling on its own.
The scent of milk brushed past Qin Si's ear as the maid paused in her movements—inside the bell's inner wall, an almost imperceptible little one had appeared. It was her childhood floral calligraphy lesson from the servants' room: "Be careful of the seventh bookshelf."
Comment 0 Comment Count