Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 210. Shi Feiyang cleverly foils a treacherous plot, while Lu Fencheng uses underhanded tactics to frame loyal officials.

Following the intricate and complex clues, the group of people, like travelers struggling through thorns, finally arrived at the Panmen city wall.

At this moment, the Panmen city wall resembled an ancient fortress completely shrouded in darkness. Every brick seemed to tell of the vicissitudes and mystery of time, yet it was also filled with a chilling atmosphere, as if countless eyes hidden in the darkness were coldly watching them.

On the city wall, thirty-six improved Zhuge repeating crossbows gleamed with a cold metallic luster under the dim sky, like thirty-six long-dormant behemoths, poised to pounce, exuding a chilling aura. Their crossbows were engraved with strange patterns, faintly visible in the dim light.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle, like a blade, pierced the deathly silence of the sky.

In an instant, thirty-six improved Zhuge Repeating Crossbows unleashed a barrage of arrows.

The rain of arrows swept in like a black, surging tide, carrying a sharp, piercing whistle, threatening to engulf everyone and send them into an endless abyss of darkness. Shi Feiyang's face was ashen, but his eyes shone with determination and fearlessness, like an inextinguishable torch in the cold night.

He instantly unleashed a move from the Hundred Victories Blade Technique called "Thousand Mountains at Dusk," his entire being seemingly merging with the soul of the blade, becoming one with it.

The blade flashed, like a dazzling silver lightning bolt streaking across the thick darkness, instantly weaving into an impenetrable silver net.

Each flash of light contained immense power, a perfect combination of Shi Feiyang's profound internal strength and exquisite swordsmanship.

The glint of swords clashed with the rain of arrows, creating a clanging sound like a vibrant metal symphony that echoed through the empty Panmen city walls, lingering for a long time.

Shi Feiyang's figure appeared and disappeared amidst the flashing blades and rain of arrows, like Erlang Shen descending to earth, exuding an awe-inspiring aura as he steadily withstood the surging tide of arrows.

"The Grand Master's swordsmanship is truly divine!" Xie Wen exclaimed in amazement, his eyes gleaming with admiration. Having experienced numerous perilous investigations, he was no longer afraid; instead, he was inspired by Shi Feiyang's bravery.

Shi Xiong nodded in agreement, excitedly saying, "Yes, with the Grand Master, we're not afraid of any danger!"

After the battle, everyone carefully examined the arrowheads and discovered that they were cast three years earlier than the Pingbozhou campaign.

This astonishing discovery, like a bombshell, sent shockwaves through everyone's minds.

Everyone realized that the scheme behind the scenes was so far-reaching, like a meticulously planned game of chess that had been in the works for many years, with every move concealing a secret, and they were already deeply involved.

The battle against the hidden forces has reached a critical juncture. Shi Feiyang and his companions know that they must race against time, as if in the dark, to unravel all the mysteries and thwart the enemy's unfathomable conspiracy. Otherwise, the entire martial arts world and even the world itself will be plunged into utter ruin.

As the investigation deepened, Shi Feiyang and his team entered the bell tower of Hanshan Temple, which was shrouded in the deep darkness of night.

The bell tower of Hanshan Temple resembles a cursed demon castle, exuding a chilling aura in the thick, inky night.

The ancient bell tolled softly, each note seemingly emanating from the depths of the underworld, imbued with a mournful soul, echoing in the air with endless sorrow and grief.

The heavy tolling of the bell struck everyone's hearts. They felt as if an invisible hand was gripping their hearts tightly, their heartbeats quickening involuntarily, their breathing becoming rapid, and the shadow of death was quietly approaching.

Lu Fencheng was like a venomous snake lurking in the depths of darkness, hiding in a corner of the clock tower, flicking his tongue and coldly watching the entrance, waiting for his prey to walk into his trap.

The moment Shi Feiyang, Xie Wen, and Shi Xiong stepped into the clock tower, a fierce glint flashed in Lu Fencheng's eyes, hidden in the darkness. The glint was like the glare of a night owl before it pounces on its prey, cold and cruel.

Without hesitation, he detonated the geyser gas.

In an instant, a deafening roar resounded, shaking and distorting the heavens and earth, instantly casting a shadow of impending doom. Flames, like raging dragons, shot skyward, forming a massive fire tornado in the blink of an eye. This fire tornado, like a demon from hell, spun and roared, seemingly intent on engulfing the entire world in an endless sea of ​​fire, burning everything to ashes.

The scorching airwaves swept in like a raging torrent, igniting the air wherever they went and producing a hissing sound.

The entire clock tower shook violently under the impact of this powerful, almost destructive force. Bricks and stones crumbled and fell, emitting a dull and desperate crashing sound, as if it were about to collapse at any moment and bury everyone under the ruins.

Shi Feiyang's expression was solemn, but his eyes revealed a resolute determination, as bright and firm as an ever-burning star in the cold night.

In that critical moment, he moved with lightning speed, instantly unleashing the Divine Dragon Claw. He activated the Bright Jade Skill within his body, and with the miraculous blessing of the Sunflower Saintess's supreme bloodline, the power of the Bright Jade Skill reached its ultimate peak.

His hands gleamed with a chilling light, like the deadly claws of a dragon reaching out, radiating an icy aura.

This chill not only caused the surrounding air to instantly condense into frost, forming a layer of crystal-clear ice crystals, but also acted as an indestructible shield, preventing the toxins that might be contained in the marsh gas from invading Shi Feiyang's body.

With unstoppable momentum, he lunged at the eye of the fire tornado, his powerful claws tearing a gash in the tornado's eye with a whistling wind.

"The Grand Master is amazing! This is a life-or-death situation, yet he remains so calm!" Xie Wen exclaimed in amazement, his voice trembling slightly with excitement and tension. Although he was still afraid, Shi Feiyang's heroic performance allowed him to maintain his composure.

Shi Xiong followed closely behind Xie Wen, his eyes wide open, and shouted, "Yes, with the Grand Master here, we can definitely turn danger into safety! But this fire is too big, it's really scary!"

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang gathered all his internal energy and unleashed the "Buddha Moves Mountains and Rivers" move of the Tathagata Palm.

He slowly extended his palms, and a gentle yet boundless light emanated from his palms, carrying both compassion for all living beings and a world-destroying majesty.

A tremendous power surged forth from his palm, an overwhelming force with a destructive momentum.

Under the impact of this force, the fiery cloud in the sky was instantly shattered, turning into countless sparks that drifted in the air, like a dazzling yet deadly fireworks display.

As the flames subsided, a Sanskrit sealing array was clearly revealed on the scorched earth.

The mysterious pattern emitted an eerie light on the scorched earth, and hidden within the flickering light were countless unknown secrets, quietly waiting for Shi Feiyang to uncover them.

Shi Feiyang gazed at the mysterious sealing array, his brow furrowed, pondering to himself: What earth-shattering conspiracy lies hidden behind this? Can we find the key to unraveling the mystery amidst these perils? This series of clues is like a tangled mess, and this sealing array might be the key thread to unravel it. I must use my wisdom and martial arts to uncover the truth behind this; I cannot allow the enemy's conspiracy to succeed.

Filled with doubt and high vigilance, Shi Feiyang and the others slowly and heavily left Hanshan Temple.

The eerie sound of the bell from Hanshan Temple, as if cursed, still lingered in their ears, subtly entangling their nerves and adding an inexplicable unease to their journey.

They dared not stop for a moment, rushing towards the Tiger Hill Sword Tomb without stopping. Every step felt like walking through an unknown fog, the road ahead obscured by thick fog, full of uncertainty and danger.

The moment everyone stepped into the Tiger Hill Sword Tomb, an intense, almost suffocating, eerie aura rushed towards them like a surging tide, making them feel as if they had stepped into a gloomy and terrifying ghost realm.

The air here seemed to be frozen by an invisible force, filled with a nauseating smell of decay and blood, as if it were emanating from countless rotting corpses, or the resentment of wronged souls sealed away by time.

In a daze, it seemed as if countless wronged souls were weeping and murmuring mournfully in the dark corners, expressing endless sorrow and resentment.

The Imperial Guards were dressed in flying fish robes, the flying fish pattern shimmering with an eerie luster in the dim light.

They wore embroidered spring knives at their waists, the gems on the hilts gleaming with a cold light.

The Imperial Guards, their faces grim and expressionless like emotionless stone statues, were carrying out the blood sacrifice ritual in an orderly manner.

The blades in their hands gleamed with a cold light that seemed to pierce through the heart.

A sharp blade gently sliced ​​her wrist, and crimson blood dripped like threads onto the ancient, mottled earth. As the blood flowed, strange things began to happen one after another. The three thousand ancient swords, which had been sleeping peacefully in their sheaths, seemed to have been awakened by an evil and powerful force, their malevolent spirits stirred.

The ancient swords trembled violently, emitting eerie sword cries. The cries were sharp and piercing, like sharp daggers piercing the eardrums of the crowd, making their hair stand on end and sending chills down their spines.

Immediately afterwards, these ancient swords, like ghosts controlled by an invisible dark force, broke free from their sheaths and, carrying sharp sword energy, rushed towards Shi Feiyang and the others. The sword shadows flashed like deadly lightning bolts, carrying a mortal threat, seemingly intent on cutting them all down.

"Master, this...this is too terrifying! These swords seem to have come to life!" Shi Xiong's voice trembled, his face full of fear, and his body unconsciously hid behind Shi Feiyang.

Xie Wen frowned, his eyes filled with doubt and tension, and said, "Chief, what's so sinister about this blood sacrifice ritual? How could it lead to such a thing?" Shi Feiyang's expression was solemn, but his eyes were as firm as a rock, showing no fear in the face of danger.

He knew the situation was critical and that he had to act quickly.

Without hesitation, he plunged the Heavenly Frost Blade in his hand into the Gan Jiang and Mo Xie sacrificial sword furnace.

In an instant, a deep and shocking roar came from the depths of the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the subterranean fire surged forth, like a blazing dragon baring its fangs and claws, carrying endless fury and world-destroying power.

Wherever the subterranean fire reached, the air was instantly ignited, emitting a "sizzling" sound, and the entire world burned in this intense heat.

Faced with the scorching subterranean fire, those evil swords emitted mournful cries, their blades twisting and deforming until they were all melted away.

In an instant, flames soared into the sky, and waves of heat rolled in, turning the entire Tiger Hill Sword Tomb a fiery inferno.

Amidst the raging flames, the unusual trembling of a broken sword caught Shi Feiyang's attention. Ignoring the scorching heat around him, he lightly stepped forward and quickly approached to take a look. He saw that the engravings of Yue Fei's poem "Man Jiang Hong" were faintly visible on the broken sword.

Although the engravings have been eroded by time, they are still clearly discernible, and each line seems to tell a magnificent history.

In this eerie and unsettling atmosphere, the appearance of "Man Jiang Hong" seems out of place, yet it carries profound meaning. It seems to suggest that behind this series of conspiracies, there may be an untold story of loyalty and righteousness, a heroic legend buried by the dust of time.

A thoughtful look flashed in Shi Feiyang's eyes. He knew that they were one step closer to the truth, but the road ahead might be even more dangerous and mysterious, with countless unknown traps waiting for them.

Following the intricate and elusive clues, Shi Feiyang and his companions, like travelers groping their way through a dark labyrinth, tracked the trail all the way to the Wengcheng Gate. At this moment, the Wengcheng Gate resembled a gloomy cage completely shrouded in mist, with its surrounding walls towering into the clouds.

The city walls cut the sky into irregular shapes, making the light that filtered through appear exceptionally dim, like the flickering light of a candle, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

A suffocating and eerie atmosphere permeated the air, as if invisible eyes were watching their every move from the shadows, sending chills down their spines and making them feel terrified.

Suddenly, a series of dull, heavy footsteps sounded, like heavy war drums striking everyone's hearts, each one making their hearts race. Eight hundred elite warriors, dressed in black, filed out in single file.

Their eyes were empty and lifeless, like dried-up wells; their souls had long been ripped out, and they were like walking corpses.

These assassins had taken Persian anesthetic, and at this moment they were fearless and completely unaware of the danger around them. Like a group of manipulated puppets, they mechanically charged towards Shi Feiyang and the others.

Their footsteps were perfectly synchronized, the sound echoing through the empty barbican, like a countdown to death, adding to the terrifying atmosphere.

Upon seeing this, Shi Feiyang's expression instantly turned serious, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He knew that this was the enemy's last stand, and the situation had reached a critical juncture where life and death hung in the balance.

He took a deep breath, circulated his internal energy, and his aura suddenly surged, like a volcano about to erupt.

In an instant, he unleashed the "Boundless Buddha Dharma" move from the Tathagata Palm.

He slowly extended his palms, and a soft yet boundless light emanated from his palms. The light carried the compassion to save all living beings, yet also possessed the majesty to destroy the world.

The powerful palm force surged forth with overwhelming force, like a raging tsunami or an erupting volcano. Wherever it went, the air was instantly compressed, emitting a buzzing sound, and the world was distorted by this force.

The palm strike directly impacted the main array of the puppet talisman, its powerful force causing the entire city to tremble. Cracks appeared in the surrounding buildings, and dust fell in droves. Under the impact of this powerful palm strike, the main array of the puppet talisman shattered instantly, its light dissipating.

The assassins, like puppets that had lost their control, all lost their balance and staggered to the ground.

In an instant, the entire Changmen barbican fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of the assassins falling to the ground echoing in the air.

When the dust settled, everyone was astonished to find that the corpses of these assassins were piled up in the shape of the four characters "Birds are killed and bows are put away".

These four characters stood out starkly in the eerie environment, a warning written in blood, telling of the ruthlessness of the forces behind the scenes and the depth of their conspiracy. "Master, what does 'the bow is put away when the birds are all gone' mean?" Shi Xiong asked, scratching his head in confusion.

Xie Wen frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I suspect this is an implication that the forces behind this are using and discarding these assassins as pawns. But who is controlling this, and what are they really trying to do?"

Shi Feiyang stared at the four characters, his brows furrowed, pondering to himself: What exactly is the purpose of the enemy behind this? How many unknown secrets are hidden behind this series of conspiracies? These mysteries must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise, an even greater crisis may be imminent.

They are caught in a huge conspiracy, and every clue is like an undercurrent in the whirlpool, drawing them deeper and deeper. They must find a way out of this predicament as soon as possible.

Liuli Island is like a demonic island shrouded in darkness, exuding an eerie aura.

Lu Fencheng transformed into a three-zhang-tall fire giant, his body engulfed in flames that resembled the karmic fire of hell, intense and violent, reflecting red across the entire lake surface.

The lake, illuminated by the flames, resembled a sea of ​​blood, its shimmering surface hinting at endless danger.

The bottom of the lake was found to be filled with a dense array of gunpowder. Each packet of gunpowder was like a sleeping demon. Once detonated, the entire Jinji Lake would be plunged into utter destruction, with unimaginable consequences.

"Shi Feiyang, today is the end for you and the Xiong Ying Society!" Lu Fencheng's voice resounded across the lake like thunder, filled with boundless killing intent and madness. "I am acting on the Emperor's secret decree to take your life and destroy the Xiong Ying Society to prevent future troubles!"

Shi Feiyang stood at the bow of the ship, his expression cold and stern, showing no fear. His eyes were filled with determination and resolve, like a towering mountain that could not be shaken by any storm.

He snorted coldly and replied domineeringly, "Lu Fencheng, you treacherous villain, using the Emperor's name to commit your insidious deeds. Today, I will definitely shatter your conspiracy completely and restore peace to the martial world!"

After saying that, Shi Feiyang activated the Mingyu Skill within his body. With the blessing of the Sunflower Saintess's top-grade bloodline, the power of the Mingyu Skill was brought to its maximum.

He was instantly enveloped in a layer of crystal-clear, icy cold air. Under the influence of this cold air, the moisture in the air quickly condensed into countless tiny ice crystals, which slowly rotated around him, like dazzling stars.

This icy aura not only caused the surrounding temperature to plummet, with a thin layer of ice forming on the surface of the lake, but also exerted a powerful cooling effect on Lu Fencheng's flames. The blazing flames swayed slightly under the onslaught of this icy aura, and were greatly suppressed.

Immediately afterward, Shi Feiyang unleashed the Divine Dragon Claw, his figure flashing like lightning as he charged towards Lu Fencheng. His hands gleamed with a chilling light, like a pair of dragon's claws, carrying a world-destroying aura, instantly striking at the glass dome on Lu Fencheng's crown.

With a crisp "crack," the seemingly sturdy glass dome shattered easily under Shi Feiyang's dragon claw, just like fragile glass, scattering fragments everywhere.

"The Grand Master is amazing! He shattered this glass shield so easily!" Shi Xiong shouted excitedly from the stern of the ship, his eyes filled with admiration and excitement.

Xie Wen clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with tension and anticipation, and said, "The Grand Master will surely subdue this villain. Our Xiong Ying Society will not be defeated so easily!"

Upon seeing this, Lu Fencheng's expression changed drastically, and he roared, "You...you dare to ruin my plans!"

Shi Feiyang gave Lu Fencheng no chance to catch his breath and immediately unleashed the Tathagata Palm.

The palm force surged forth, striking directly at Lu Fencheng's chest and instantly dissipating the Heavenly Fire True Essence within his body.

Lu Fencheng groaned, his body swaying slightly, and the figure of the fire giant dimmed a bit.

Shi Feiyang swung the Heavenly Frost Blade again, unleashing a move from the Hundred Victories Blade Technique called "Slaying the Mortal World." The Heavenly Frost Blade gleamed with a cold light in his hand, its sharp edge carrying a fierce edge, like a black lightning bolt, instantly piercing through Lu Fencheng's dantian fire core.

The power of the three ultimate techniques collided, creating a huge whirlpool in the center of the lake. The lake water spun wildly, forming a giant funnel shape. Lu Fencheng and the group of Imperial Guards struggled in the whirlpool, letting out screams of agony.

"No...impossible!" Lu Fencheng roared madly in the vortex, his eyes filled with resentment and despair.

Shi Feiyang stood at the bow of the ship, looking calmly at the enemy caught in the whirlpool. Everything was under his control.

As the lake gradually returned to calm, this thrilling adventure finally came to an end.

Shi Xiong and Xie Wen excitedly ran over and grabbed Shi Feiyang's arms on either side.

"Chief, you're amazing! You've really dealt with these villains this time!" Shi Xiong was beaming with excitement.

Xie Wen also sighed, "Yes, Chief, if it weren't for you, Jiangnan would have been in great trouble."

Shi Feiyang's lips curled into a confident smile. His gaze calmly fixed on the gradually calming lake surface, and he said in a firm and powerful voice, "In this martial world, there are always evil forces that attempt to wreak havoc. However, as long as I, Shi Feiyang, am alive, I will never allow their schemes to succeed." After speaking, the three of them, with the help of the Jiangnan Canal Gang disciples' boats, embarked on their journey to Taihu Lake.

At this moment, on Taihu Lake, the fine, continuous drizzle of early spring falls like cow's hair.

Raindrops gently fell on the lake's surface, creating ripples that resembled countless tiny pearls leaping on the water.

The distant mountains are faintly visible in the rain and mist, like a light ink landscape painting, hazy and poetic.

A thin veil of mist hangs over the lake, making the entire Taihu Lake look like a dream, as if one were in a fairyland.

A magnificent ship came cutting through the waves, with Qi Meizhen, the leader of the Jiangnan Canal Gang, standing at the bow.

Dressed in military uniform, she looked heroic and valiant. Her exquisite armor gleamed with a cold luster under the light rain, which made her figure appear even more upright.

She wore a red belt around her waist, which added to her charm.

Her long, black, lustrous hair was tied back, with a few strands fluttering gently in the wind, which accentuated her free and unrestrained spirit.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, and her eyes were as bright as stars. At this moment, she was turning to the side, gazing tenderly at her husband, Shi Feiyang, who was about to board the ship. Her eyes were full of tenderness and concern.

As soon as Shi Feiyang and the others boarded the ship, Qi Meizhen quickly stepped forward, her eyes sparkling with joy, and said softly, "Husband, you're finally back. You must have had a long journey."

Shi Feiyang held Qi Meizhen's hand and responded gently, "Madam, with you here, all the hard work is worth it. The successful uncovering of the conspiracy this time is all thanks to the concerted efforts of my brothers."

At this moment, "Water Dragon" Jin Liufu and "Blue-faced Beast" Yang Feng also stepped forward.

With a broad smile, Jin Liufu gave Xie Wen and Shi Xiong a thumbs-up and praised them, "Brother Xie, Brother Shi, you two are truly remarkable! Just the two of you accompanying the Chief Master, and you were able to solve such a complex and thorny case. It's truly admirable!"

Yang Feng nodded in agreement: "Yes, if it weren't for your wisdom and courage, who knows what kind of mess that evil force would have made of this martial world!"

Xie Wen and Shi Xiong scratched their heads somewhat embarrassedly after hearing this.

Xie Wen smiled and said, "It's all thanks to the wisdom of the Grand Master, who led us step by step to unravel the mystery. We only did our part."

Shi Xiong chimed in, "That's right, that's right. We only learned real skills by following the Grand Master."

The boat continued its journey, heading towards Piaomiao Peak in Taihu Lake.

From afar, Misty Peak appears and disappears in the rain and mist, like a fairy with a veil.

The mountain peaks soar into the clouds, surrounded by mist and clouds, as if they were connected to the sky.

The mountain is covered with lush vegetation, and nourished by the spring rain, it is a vibrant green, like a huge piece of jade inlaid between heaven and earth.

As the boat gradually approaches, one can see the mountain waterfall cascading down like a silver ribbon, falling into the pool at the foot of the mountain, splashing up layers of white water droplets, and making a crisp and melodious sound.

The mountain is covered with strangely shaped rocks, some resembling eagles about to take flight, others like old men sitting in deep thought, adding a touch of mystery to this ethereal peak.

Upon reaching the top of Misty Peak, the air was exceptionally fresh, filled with the fragrance of earth and flowers. Qi Meizhen nestled beside Shi Feiyang and whispered, "Husband, although this matter has been resolved, the martial world is still fraught with danger. You must be extra careful from now on."

Shi Feiyang held Qi Meizhen's hand tightly, his gaze unwavering, and said affectionately, "Madam, rest assured, for our happiness, for the peace of this martial world, and even more so for the sake of all living beings, I will do my utmost to protect myself and safeguard everything we cherish. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and difficulties, I will never back down."

Tears of emotion welled up in Qi Meizhen's eyes as she nodded slightly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes filled with trust and love for one another, creating a warm and beautiful scene on this picturesque and enchanting peak.

Just then, Liao Pei, the "Tongbei Fist" master; Lie Quan, the "Qiankun Blade" master; Wu Zhong, the "Iron Palm" master; Xiao Lingling, the "Mandarin Duck Blade" master; Xiang Kun, the "Iron Flute Scholar" master; Miao Menlong, the "Divine Archer" master; Jin Liufu, the "Water Dragon" master; Lu Dechu, the "Round Bucket" master; and Jiang Huotian, the "Bamboo Pole" master, emerged from the dense forest, surrounding Yili, Baizhi, Gong Simeng, and the children.

Yili, Baizhi, and Gong Simeng spotted Shi Feiyang immediately, their eyes lighting up with surprise. They hastily shoved the child into the arms of their maids and rushed forward like arrows, excitedly embracing Shi Feiyang tightly.

With a slightly choked voice, Ellie said, "Husband, it's been almost half a month since I last saw you. These days have been so hard to bear. I miss you so much."

Bai Zhi also held tightly to Shi Feiyang's arm and said coquettishly, "Yes, husband, we look forward to your return every day."

Gong Simeng looked at Shi Feiyang with deep affection and said softly, "Husband, you have finally returned safely."

Meanwhile, the heroes surrounded "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen and his page Shi Xiong like stars around the moon.

Liao Pei, full of curiosity, spoke first: "Brother Xie, this case was truly thrilling. Tell us how you uncovered the truth step by step?"

Lie Quan chimed in, "Yes, yes, I've heard that the enemy's methods are strange this time. You must have gone through a lot of hardships and dangers."

Xie Wen waved his hand with a smile and said, "It's all thanks to the Grand Master. Under his wise leadership, we were able to solve the mystery. This case was solved entirely thanks to everyone's concerted efforts."

Shi Xiong excitedly added, "Yes, yes, the Grand Master is amazing. He can calmly deal with all kinds of dangers and lead us out of danger."

Then, Liao Pei stepped forward and respectfully said to Shi Feiyang, "Chief, this way please." With that, he led Shi Feiyang and the ladies into the depths of the dense forest. Passing through layers of lush foliage, an exquisite wooden house came into view.

Nestled in the center of a deep pool amidst dense forests and mountain peaks, this wooden cabin shines like a secluded jewel. Surrounding the cabin are exquisite brick and stone structures, each brick meticulously polished and perfectly joined together, showcasing the superb craftsmanship.

The retreat is built against the mountain and beside the water, making clever use of the surrounding terrain and blending perfectly with the surrounding natural environment.

A small but sturdy wooden bridge spans the deep pool, connecting the wooden house to the shore, allowing people inside the house to come and go.

The wooden bridge railings are carved with exquisite patterns, and every detail shows the designer's ingenuity.

As Liao Pei walked, he introduced, "Chief, this wooden house was specially prepared for you, your wife, and your family. The surrounding strongholds are guarded by our brothers day and night, ensuring the safety of this place. The design of this wooden house is also ingenious, both secluded and comfortable. We hope it will satisfy you and your wife."

(End of this chapter)