Chapter 178: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Wouldn't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 175: Fen Feng: Zhu Wang, Don't Look — It's

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

The star systems and universes under the jurisdiction of the Destruction Path are a desolate wasteland of dead silence devoured by chaos.

Purple-black dark mist churns and roils; every star that passes through is gnawed until only a remnant core remains.

The frigid breath of antimatter permeates every inch of space; even time becomes stagnant and twisted here.

In the void, a bizarre construct writhes slowly, its whole body emitting a dense, indissoluble purple-black gloom.

It drags behind it thick, ink-like black mist, its form winding like a giant serpent, constantly twisting and folding in the void, exuding a ferocity that would devour everything.

It is the sun-swallowing behemoth that chases light, the calamity that has extinguished myriad star rivers — precisely the Destruction Monarch, Guang Shi.

Standing far off from Guang Shi is a towering figure planted in the void.

Its entire body is a deep, dim crimson; its mecha-like contours hard and cold.

Scorching heat waves like a furnace blaze coil around it; even the surrounding dark mist is seared into a sizzling hiss.

In its silent stillness it carries a heavy, crushing pressure that would pulverize all things.

He is the master who ignites the war furnace, the craftsman who forges enemies into Hollow Soldiers — the Destruction Monarch, Zhu Wang.

And at their side stands another familiar silhouette — precisely the Destruction Monarch, Fen Feng.

The three Destruction Monarchs lock their gazes in unison on that figure in the void; the auras around them stir restlessly, killing intent nearly tearing this stretch of void apart.

What they dread is not Xuan Ge himself, but the "Cause" coiled around Xuan Ge.

In this Destruction Realm, Xuan Ge's Causality Law ought to have no effect at all.

Any one Monarch making a move to fix causality in place could create an opening for Fen Feng to kill Xuan Ge in an instant.

The price is simple — Xing Xiao would go mad.

And Xuan Xing, who shares a deep bond with Zhu Wang and is the Destruction Prince, would likewise fall into madness.

Should it truly come to that, the Destruction Monarchs would inevitably be plunged into civil strife.

The Antimatter Legion would fall into a desperate deadlock of mutual slaughter.

This is a situation no one wishes to see.

"Husband~ it's dangerous here."

A gentle voice shatters the void's dead silence; Xing Xiao raises her hand and lightly brushes away the floating star ring before her eyes.

Her purple-gray pupils brim with an indissoluble tenderness, gazing unblinkingly at the person before her.

She extends a snowy-white hand; her fingertips lightly caress Xuan Ge's face, the pads of her fingers stroking the familiar contours.

Her eyes are full of the longing and reluctance of a long-awaited reunion; even the Destruction aura around her softens.

Xuan Ge reaches out and pulls Xing Xiao's slender waist into his arms, exerting slight force to hold her fast against him.

The motion carries an undeniable possessiveness; his expression is deep with affection yet mixed with a trace of guilt he cannot conceal.

"Sorry... I..."

His words still unfinished, Xing Xiao presses a forefinger lightly to his lips, stopping the rest.

Her charming eyes curve in a smile, her tone gentle with a spoiled complaint: "Apologize for what~?"

"I've been doing well, just missing my husband terribly."

"Besides, Xing Er is safe and sound; Zhu Wang and Fen Feng have been by his side teaching him diligently."

"Guang Shi may only know how to eat, eat, eat, but he would never harm Xuan Xing; with me watching, absolutely no mishap will occur."

Xing Xiao's tone is soft; every word and sentence soothes Xuan Ge.

And in a roundabout way reminds the three Destruction Monarchs that Xuan Xing is the soft spot here — and an untouchable bottom line.

Fen Feng glances sideways at the writhing Guang Shi beside him, silently conveying a signal:

Guang Shi, don't listen — it's a bad review.

The furnace-like rumbling around Zhu Wang grows deeper, carrying a heavy hum, as if solemnly echoing in agreement:

He and Fen Feng are truly, genuinely Xuan Xing's instructing masters — absolutely not mere lip service.

Guang Shi lets out a hiss of colliding mist; its purple-black light flares bright, revealing clear displeasure.

It was clearly urging Xuan Xing to eat properly — how did it become a fool who only knows how to eat, eat, eat in Xing Xiao's mouth? This is clearly prejudice!

Xuan Ge pulls the person in his arms tighter, turns his head to look at Fen Feng half a star system away, the corner of his mouth hooking into a teasing smile, his tone brimming with provocation.

"Old thing, if you dare let Xuan Xing be contaminated by even a shred of Void power, I'll drive the Shen Wu Xian Zhou and crush you to death."

"Noisy."

Fen Feng crosses his arms, his Void aura drawn inward; he has not the slightest intention of picking up Xuan Ge's conversational thread, and can't be bothered to trade barbs with him.

Moreover, as Xuan Xing's teacher, he has his own sense of proportion; he can still distinguish this much weight, and would absolutely never let the Prince touch power he shouldn't.

As if he didn't see Fen Feng's coldness, Xuan Ge doesn't look back, instead turning his spearhead toward the silent Zhu Wang, his teasing voice resounding through the void.

"Zhu Wang can't even manage to open his mouth — all day he just hammers away like Ren; besides forging iron and crafting weapons, what else can he do?"

This remark thoroughly strikes Zhu Wang's reverse scale.

He isn't like Fen Feng, able to swallow his anger; with his originally honest, straightforward temperament, where could he swallow this breath?

Crimson light around him surges violently; his rage nearly bursts through the clouds.

Only to see Zhu Wang raise a giant arm the size of a planet, tightly gripping the massive hammer that spans the void behind him.

The hammer carries the force to pulverize stars, smashing ruthlessly down toward Xuan Ge's direction.

But the next scene plunges the void into a bizarre stillness.

The Zhu Wang mimicked the Amber King's stance and struck with all his might, his momentum shaking the heavens.

Yet this immensely powerful blow was as if it had smashed into an invisible barrier, failing to stir even a ripple.

The reason was none other than this: the hammer struck squarely at Xuan Ge's "cause," yet could never touch the "effect"; all force was dissolved into nothingness by the Causality Law.

Xuan Ge tilted his head back to gaze at the giant hammer suspended above his head, reined in his teasing air, and said with a smile:

"Many thanks for forging a dedicated Antimatter Legion for Xuan Xing."

"However, I must remind you: only the power of Harmony can perfectly mobilize this grand army, so set your mind at ease and forge a power base for my son."

Xing Xiao raised her hand and waved lightly; gentle star power spread out, directly neutralizing the Zhu Wang's hammer momentum, and she spoke with a coquettish reproach:

"Enough~ Husband, the Zhu Wang is an honest man, don't tease him any further."

"Besides, my Antimatter Legion has long since been handed over entirely to Xing Er."

Xuan Ge withdrew his smile, his fingertips lightly stroking Xing Xiao's smooth white hair, his tone low, seething with suppressed anger and helplessness.

"I know, but I have no way to take you away... The thought of you being trapped here fills my heart with raging fire."

The Zhu Wang stood to the side, his whole body rumbling with fury, practically about to explode his furnace on the spot.

It was truly bullying the honest man too much!

All these years Xuan Ge has been barging into the Destruction Realm every day, acting lovey-dovey with Xing Xiao!

Does he really treat this place as a back garden he can come and go as he pleases?

Does he really treat this place as, back when Xing Xiao's Antimatter Legion was here, a place you, Xuan Ge, could enter and exit seven times?

Xuan Xing is such a perfect Destruction successor, born in perfect accord with the Destruction Path.

Yet his father is an utter scumbag through and through!

The scum of scum!

The more the Zhu Wang thought, the angrier he got; his giant palm clenched the hammer handle once more, still wanting to continue smashing at Xuan Ge, determined to vent this spleen.

Seeing this, Fen Feng instantly flashed forward to intercept; Void power coalesced around him into invisible chains that clamped tight around the Zhu Wang's body, and he signaled silently once more:

Zhu Wang, don't look, it's a bad review.

"The Negative Creative God merely worries you'll disturb Xuan Xing's state of mind; no need to take it too much to heart.

Xuan Xing's potential is enough to influence the Destruction Path; although this isn't the result the Negative Creative God wanted, it can also be considered him reaping what he sowed."

Xing Xiao buried her face deep into Xuan Ge's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, the corners of her mouth unable to help curving into a smile.

Thinking of her son sitting obediently before the Negative Creative God, pointing and lecturing.

While that deity who rules Destruction could only stare wide-eyed, and still had to listen patiently, she couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Xuan Ge lowered his head to look at Xing Xiao's sneaking-laughter appearance, shook his head helplessly, and in the end agreed to this appeasement.

He knew clearly in his heart that Nanuk's Destruction Dao, though deviated, was still the ultimate end of Destruction.

Absolutely not something Xuan Xing could easily reverse.

To change all this requires a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.

Yet such an opportunity, how extraordinarily difficult.

Back then, in order to reverse the Hunt Path and broaden the Hunt's boundaries.

He thought a thousand thoughts, waited a long wait, and only under Ai Li Ou's guidance did he await the Order Twins, stepping out his own path.

But this path, Xuan Xing cannot walk.

Because he himself was strong enough, able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Imperial Bow at the Hunt's pinnacle.

This thorn-strewn path, for Xuan Xing, is far too arduous and perilous; he cannot bear to let his son repeat his mistakes.

"Husband~"

Xing Xiao's voice carried a soft, glutinous coquetry; her originally well-behaved hand slowly shifted, beginning to lightly climb up Xuan Ge's lapel.

In her purple-gray pupils rose heart-shaped halos of light, brimming with desire so thick it could not be dissolved.

Xuan Ge gave a low chuckle, bent down and scooped up the beauty in his arms horizontally, his tone pampering:

"Return to your Star Sky Qin Gong, otherwise a certain red robot will get anxious enough to blow its furnace again."

Xing Xiao completely ignored the latter half of his teasing.

She only heard the three words "return to bedchamber," and instantly became docile as a little kitten, nestling obediently in Xuan Ge's arms, letting him carry her as he turned and left.

On the other side of the Void, the Zhu Wang's whole body flared with crimson light.

But his massive frame couldn't help retreating step by step, his roar transmitting through the furnace and resounding in all directions.

"Fen Feng! Let go of me! I want to hammer him to death!"

Fen Feng's expression was cold; the chains formed of Void power tightened further.

PS: Taking a day off tomorrow, going out to clear my head, preparing the next book's outline.

Xuan Ge's book won't have the Cang Ze situation; Cang Ze's book I wrote into a collapse, it was my debut, the main plot involved too deeply and I couldn't extricate myself, couldn't write anymore.

(For the next book, suggest the comment section, reference multi-FL and single-FL.)