Chapter 108: The Chang'e Fairy on Moon Wheel Peak - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

Chapter 108: The Chang'e Fairy on Moon Wheel Peak (Additional Release for 800 Monthly Votes) Before long, Su Mo found himself shoved into a prison cart. A foul-smelling black cloth was thrown over it, blocking his view of the outside world. However, Su Mo could feel the constant movement of the cart. The dim light alternated between shadow and brightness, marking the passage of an entire day without a drop of water to drink. He could only curl up in hunger within the suffocating confines of the cart. "Damn, this life of slavery is inhumane." "I wonder when my Sunfire will actually become impressive. It only awakened as a tiny flame at sixteen." Su Mo silently griped to himself as he focused on sensing his surroundings. He could feel the Sunfire burning within his chest, but in size it was nothing more than a flicker comparable to a lighter’s tiny flame. This golden talent was turning out to be quite useless! Su Mo suddenly felt a pang of regret. Maybe choosing the purple talent of Fortune-Misfortune Might Have Served Better... Suddenly. The black cloth was lifted, and Su Mo was blinded by the sudden burst of light. As his eyes adjusted, he realized he had been brought to the edge of a stunningly beautiful lake. Tall green trees surrounded the lake, with mountains rising majestically in the distance. The tallest peak boasted a sheer white waterfall that cascaded downward, painting a picture of a fairyland. In his sixteen years in Yi City, Su Mo had never seen such breathtaking scenery. As his eyes indulged in the view, the prison cart door swung open, and he was yanked out roughly by the chain-bound soldiers. Standing nearby was a single-eyelid woman clad in silk gauze, observing Su Mo as he was delivered to her. In this ancient era, people mostly wore simple fabric clothing or garments sewn from animal hides. Even the king of Yi City, Da Yi, donned animal skins. It was the first time Su Mo had laid eyes on a woman dressed in delicate silk. Although Su Mo wasn’t particularly fond of single-eyelid women, her beauty, enhanced by her attire, was enough to make anyone do a double-take. “So, this is the royal bloodline of Chiqiu?” The woman approached and looked up slightly, inspecting Su Mo with curiosity from head to toe. In this era, being 1.7 meters tall was already considered towering. Standing at 1.85 meters, Su Mo cut a striking figure, especially with his handsome features and muscular physique. The woman's eyes sparkled with interest. "Yes, indeed." The soldier next to him nodded affirmatively. “Lord Liang Wu personally verified it; he claims it could stoke the flames of the furnace.” “Alright, you may leave.” “Yes, Lady Linglong.” The soldiers didn’t seem inclined to linger, swiftly departing with the prison cart to report back. Now. Only Su Mo and the woman remained by the lakeside. Called Linglong, the woman extended her hand to touch Su Mo’s chest, intending to test his Sunfire. Seeing this, Su Mo launched a kick at the woman. It was the perfect chance to escape! However, Su Mo overestimated his abilities. As soon as he kicked, he was ensnared by a mysterious force, suspending him in mid-air, constricting him like steel, leaving him breathless. The sensation reminded Su Mo of the sorcery used by Su Daji. The words barely escaped his throat. “Wuhuang Clan?” The woman’s eyes widened in surprise upon hearing this. “Who would have thought you’d know about the Wuhuang Clan. You truly are a Chiqiu royal, educated with proper knowledge even as a fallen slave.” “But I am not from the Wuhuang Clan. I belong to the Yueze lineage. Perhaps those who taught you forgot to mention that those from the Wuhuang Clan are immense, with the shortest women standing three meters tall and some adults reaching nine meters.” “Anyway, what am I doing explaining this to you?” “You may be a Chiqiu royal, but you’re merely slave fodder now.” With that, Linglong used her peculiar powers to lift Su Mo overhead. Her own body rose, skimming across the lake’s surface toward the distant mountains. Witnessing this scene before him. Su Mo felt a chill at the back of his head. He was entirely unsure what plans this woman had for him as fodder. Were they were planning to extract his Sunfire alive? Damn it! Su Mo's eyes grew bitter with resignation. Being enslaved was truly an unbearable situation. He longed to return to the real world, to find comfort in Chunzhu... Not long after. The woman brought Su Mo to the mountain range, where pavilions and towers sprawled across the landscape. The people, regardless of gender, all wore silk. Witnessing this, Su Mo’s curiosity was piqued. What was this place? In an ancient era where production was incredibly limited. A single silk garment would require the labor of hundreds. While Su Mo's thoughts ran wild. A group of men and women approached. Upon seeing Linglong, they bowed. “Lady Linglong.” “Is this the Chiqiu royalty?” Linglong nodded slightly. “Yes, is the furnace ready now?” “It is, my lady. Shall we begin immediately?” “Indeed, let’s start now.” “I will soon use secret techniques to extract his Sunfire.” “It should suffice to craft ten Mysterious Ice Arrows.” “Yes, my lady.” Listening to their discussion about him, the initially despondent Su Mo began to feel indifferent. Perhaps he could seize this chance to learn something about this ancient era. Who knew if he'd ever get another opportunity for such a simulation. “I wish to ask, have you heard of Zhujian?” Hearing this, their faces changed abruptly. One rather plain-looking woman in the group spoke out immediately. “You dare mention the honored name of the Creator Deity! Didn’t your elders teach you the fundamental etiquette?” “Once your Sunfire is extracted, I’ll personally whip you thirty times!” With her words, Su Mo's mind raced. He hadn’t anticipated Zhujian was revered in this ancient era. Immediately. Su Mo began defending himself. “Why punish me? I didn’t know.” “No one told me his name couldn’t be used directly.” “Where did you learn this!” “I heard it in a story.” With that, Su Mo recited the tale Daji told him to the crowd. When he finished, disbelief marred their faces. “Where did you hear such a tale?” Linglong inquired, “It’s quite the fabricated story, fit for children.” “But how could the great Candle Dragon simply be decapitated by an axe?” “Enough, cease your prattling.” “After we extract your Sunfire, you’ll serve as a cleaning servant on Moon Wheel Peak.” “A Chiqiu royal bloodline serving on Moon Wheel Peak as a servant is quite amusing indeed.” With that. Still suspended in mid-air, Su Mo felt himself pulled forward. Shortly thereafter. Su Mo was led to a massive blue furnace. It wasn’t a conventional smithing furnace but resembled a pill-refining cauldron, with ethereal blue flames within. At that moment. Linglong reached for Su Mo’s chest. The Sunfire that had awakened during Su Mo’s coming-of-age ceremony was extracted just like that. A pitiful tiny golden-red flame. It appeared insignificant. When Linglong tossed the Sunfire into the furnace, the previously weak blue flames roared up furiously, as if revitalized. Satisfied with the invigorated flames, Linglong smiled. “Worthy of the Chiqiu royal lineage.” “This speck of Sunfire is as potent as a hundred pieces of millennia-old ice charcoal.” Yet Su Mo felt no discomfort. Oddly enough, he even felt a little relieved. With the Sunfire gone, even his breathing felt easier. Su Mo didn’t understand why. But with his primary asset for this simulation gone, lingering in the ancient past held no more appeal. Linglong glanced back at Su Mo. She gently set him on the ground. Having been suspended for a while left Su Mo unsteady. “Find him a place to stay, and give him a cleaning tool.” “Beyond that, he’s free to do as he wishes.” “Yes, my lady!” Eventually, Su Mo was settled into a bamboo hut at the mountain’s base, provided with a specially crafted broom and some spare clothing. The broom proved to be quite powerful. With just a gentle sweep, dust and debris vanished without a trace, leaving one wondering where they were transported to. Sitting on the bed within the bamboo hut, Su Mo pondered his next course of action. Without his Sunfire, he was now utterly useless. As for Chang'e, he hadn't even seen her yet, and who knew how many years he’d have to wait for such an encounter. He thought perhaps it was best to just end it all — after all, there were plenty of simulation attempts to go around. The method of death, however, was something he needed to consider carefully. Drowning in the lake would be too painful. Hanging himself was out of the question; it hurt the neck. Stabbing himself with a knife or hitting a wall was distasteful in his mind. After considering all his options, Su Mo ultimately decided. Jumping off the peak would be the most reliable and least painful method. Thus, in the days that followed, Su Mo tirelessly sought an opportunity to clean at the summit. Only then could he end this simulation painlessly. Perseverance paid off when Su Mo received a task to clean the main peak of Moon Wheel. This was the very peak Su Mo had seen earlier, the only one with a waterfall in the mountain range. Most importantly, it was the tallest mountain, making the jump more certain to succeed. With the broom in hand, Su Mo briskly made his way toward Moon Wheel Peak. The path leading to the peak was steep. It was unclear who lived there, but due to the lack of regular foot traffic, the steps were covered in dust and leaves. To avoid drawing attention, Su Mo chose to clean as he ascended. However, midway up, he abandoned cleaning and dashed vigorously toward the top. At this moment, he moved like the wind. To Su Mo, these were the steps to freedom. Thump, thump, thump... It took Su Mo only twenty minutes to climb the over three-thousand-meter peak. At the summit, the setup was rather basic, consisting only of a luminescent tree emitting a white glow, with a few stone tables and benches. On the northern side of the peak, there was a protruding stone wall with a tightly shut stone door resembling a prison cell. Once he confirmed the area was deserted, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He then moved toward the west. He had scoped this out earlier — the western side of Moon Wheel Peak was the most precipitous, free of any jutting rocks, ensuring an uninterrupted fall. Standing at the edge, Su Mo glanced down. Amidst the clouds and mist enveloping the mountains, his head spun with dizziness. Great. His acrophobia kicked in. Su Mo quickly shut his eyes, deciding it was time to return to reality. And readied himself to leap. “What are you doing?” A cool voice suddenly resonated from behind Su Mo, startling him and dissolving the courage he had just mustered. Turning around, he saw a woman in a simple white celestial dress, looking at him with clear eyes full of curiosity. The moment he laid eyes on her, Su Mo’s breath hitched, and time seemed to cease. The woman before him was stunning beyond compare. She was truly a beauty that could bring down cities. For a moment, Su Mo’s mind was filled with her ethereal beauty. One thought occupied his mind. If he could marry this woman, his life would be complete! Seeing Su Mo’s fixated stare, the woman met his gaze with pure, unflinching curiosity, unbothered by his attention. Her voice, ethereal and serene, reached out. “What’s wrong with you?” “Your eyes don’t even blink.” Seeing her concerned expression, Su Mo hastily took a step forward, only for the ravishing woman to take a step back. Clearly, she didn’t want anyone to come too close. Suddenly recalling the cleaning broom in his hand, Su Mo spoke up. “I’m a servant here, assigned to clean the main peak.” “Ah, I see.” The stunning woman nodded slightly. “If there’s nothing else, don’t stand on the cliff’s edge; it's dangerous.” “My Little Bai also fell from there.” “Oh, right!” Filled with enthusiasm, Su Mo had already dismissed any desire to return to reality! “I’ll start cleaning right away.” “Does the goddess need her room cleaned?” At Su Mo’s words, the woman seemed curious. “What do you mean by goddess?” “Why do you call me that?” Seeing the innocent, worldly expression on her face, Su Mo hurriedly explained. “Where I’m from, ‘goddess’ is a term used to describe a beautiful woman.” “Oh.” The celestial woman’s face remained calm, unaffected by the compliment. “You don’t have to call me goddess; just call me Chang’e.” (Chapter End)