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

Chapter 249. A Clever Scheme Turns Crisis into Opportunity, A Hero Displays His Might and Slays the Evil Boss.

As Shi Feiyang spoke, he scanned the crowd with a firm and confident gaze, already seeing the future situation.

Upon hearing Shi Feiyang's words, the assembled heroes were initially taken aback, but then their faces lit up with sudden realization.

A sense of admiration for Shi Feiyang welled up in everyone's hearts, and they all clasped their hands in praise: "The Grand Master is farsighted and meticulous in his planning, truly a role model for us all. From now on, we will only act according to the Grand Master's orders, and will never again violate the rules of the Xiong Ying Association or make decisions on important matters on our own. We will obey the Grand Master's orders without hesitation, even at the cost of our lives!"

The crowd's voices were loud and clear, like the ringing of a great bell, echoing throughout the tent with a powerful and imposing manner.

Xiao Lingling was even more excited. Her eyebrows stood on end, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She clenched her fist and raised it high, shouting loudly, "May the mighty cherry blossoms rise high, invincible under heaven, unifying the martial world, for eternity!"

The sound was crisp yet powerful, as if it could pierce through the clouds.

The crowd was immediately infected by the shouts, and they all shouted in unison, their voices so clear and uniform that the tents trembled slightly.

In an instant, morale soared and enthusiasm was high in the camp.

Upon seeing this, Shi Feiyang burst into laughter. His laughter was hearty and unrestrained, as if it could dispel all the gloom in the world.

He waved for everyone to leave and said, "Alright, alright, go back and eat and rest, and wait for the order to attack."

Upon hearing this, everyone clasped their hands in a salute again, and then withdrew in an orderly fashion.

After the heroes left, Ellie couldn't help but burst into laughter. She laughed so hard she almost fell over, her smile as radiant as a flower, her eyes curving into crescent moons, making her incredibly charming and captivating. As she laughed, she gently wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, saying, "Look at the way they looked, it was absolutely hilarious."

Shi Feiyang looked at Yili, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said with a touch of indulgence, "What are you laughing at? Let me tell you, a man who isn't ruthless can't rule a stable country. I, your husband, am plotting the grand undertaking of the Xiong Ying Society, which cannot be accomplished overnight. Since the Oirat migrated westward, the grasslands have been fragmented into numerous small tribes. These tribes often fight each other fiercely for resources, people, and livestock, causing great suffering to the common people. Therefore, I, your husband, am determined to bring peace and tranquility to the grasslands, allowing the people to live in peace. My wife, some tribes will definitely be eyeing our fake caravan. I plan to appoint you as the leader of several tribal alliances. What do you think?"

As Shi Feiyang spoke, he looked intently at Yili, his eyes filled with anticipation. "Really?" Yili exclaimed, her eyes wide with surprise and disbelief. She thought to herself, "Isn't this a perfect opportunity to bring glory to my Hengshan Sect?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but beam with joy, her lips curving upwards into a bright smile as she giggled, "Husband, you're so good to me!" Shi Feiyang nodded, his eyes full of trust and encouragement.

At this moment, Xie Wen walked in hurriedly, holding a carrier pigeon in his hand.

He knelt on one knee and said solemnly, "Chief, we just received a message by carrier pigeon. A group of Japanese pirates, together with Lan Xiaodie, Dugu Yan, Fu Anxing, Xie Zhichuan, Zhong Renwang and the forces of several tribes, are coming towards this place with great momentum."

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang's expression hardened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Xie Wen, go and summon Liao Pei, Lie Quan, Wu Zhong, and others to come here for a meeting immediately."

Xie Wen accepted the order and quickly withdrew.

When Liao Pei, Lie Quan, Wu Zhong and others arrived, Shi Feiyang looked serious and glanced at them one by one, saying, "Liao Pei and Lie Quan, from today onwards, you two must obey Madam Elizabeth's orders without fail."

Liao Pei and Lie Quan were both taken aback upon hearing this, and a hint of hesitation appeared on their faces.

They exchanged a glance, somewhat reluctant, but seeing Shi Feiyang's determined eyes, they hesitated for a moment before finally nodding, clasping their hands in a fist and saying, "We will obey the Grand Master's orders."

Then, Shi Feiyang turned to look at Yili and said solemnly, "Madam, you should immediately lead Liao Pei and Lie Quan, along with the disciples of the Xiong Ying Society, to retreat ten miles. Bury gunpowder in all the tents that have been set up."

Upon hearing this, a hint of excitement and nervousness flashed in Ellie's eyes. She nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry, my husband, I will certainly live up to your expectations."

Then, Shi Feiyang looked at Lin Wanqing and Gong Simeng and said gently, "Wanqing, Simeng, you two prepare yourselves. At that time, Wanqing, you will play the zither, and Simeng, you will dance to welcome those Japanese pirates, Lan Xiaodie, Dugu Yan and other demons. This is a plan to lure the enemy, so you must not reveal any flaws."

Lin Wanqing and Gong Simeng exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with determination, and replied in unison, "Yes, husband."

They knew in their hearts that although this plan was risky, they would do their best for the sake of the Xiong Ying Society and to defeat the powerful enemy.

Shi Feiyang remained calm, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.

He ate his lunch at a leisurely pace, each bite chewed with a steady and powerful air, displaying the demeanor of a great general.

After the meal, he slowly stood up, his eyes sharp as he scanned the room, and said loudly, "Everyone, follow me and retreat." With that, he led his family, Shi Xiong, and the ninety elite disciples of the Xiong Ying Society headquarters who were specifically there to protect the headquarters leader, and steadily retreated five hundred paces, disappearing into a dense thicket of grass to lie in ambush.

The group moved in perfect unison, silently, like a group of well-trained ghosts of the night.

Before long, dust billowed in the distance, resembling a yellow dragon surging towards them. The Naiman tribe's leader, Ke'er, and his son, Te'tiezhen, led over ten thousand cavalrymen, galloping towards them with lightning speed. The sound of their hooves was like thunder, shaking the earth slightly.

Ke'er, draped in a black cloak, fluttered in the wind, resembling a soaring black eagle.

His eyes were fierce, and he shouted from afar, "Release the arrows!"

Upon hearing this, the more than ten thousand cavalrymen drew their bows and nocked arrows, and in an instant, arrows rained down on Shi Feiyang and his men's tents. The sharp arrows pierced the sky, emitting a piercing whistling sound, as if countless deadly ghosts were howling.

The cavalrymen pressed on relentlessly, charging forward with swift speed. Wielding their gleaming long sabers, they galloped at full speed, kicking and slashing, cutting down and kicking away tents wherever they went.

With a deafening roar, like a bolt from the blue, the tents, which had been secretly filled with gunpowder and had their fuses lit, exploded instantly.

Flames soared into the sky, and waves of heat rolled in. The Naiman tribe's cavalry were instantly engulfed by the sudden explosion. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and severed limbs were scattered all around. The horrific scene resembled a painting of hell.

Upon seeing this, a group of Japanese pirates and other cavalrymen from the Naiman tribe were terrified and scattered in all directions.

Their faces were deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror, as if they had seen the most terrifying demon in the world.

Amidst the billowing smoke, suddenly, a melodious zither tune drifted over, plaintive and sorrowful, like celestial music floating from the heavens, piercing through the acrid smoke.

Upon hearing this, the Naiman tribe, the Japanese pirates, Zhong Renwang, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Xie Zhichuan, the young master of Shenjian Villa, Fu Anxing, the "Frontier Enchantress", Lan Xiaodie, the leader of the "Five Poisons Sect", Dugu Yan, the master of Mingjian Villa, and others were all taken aback.

They hurriedly brandished their swords, channeled their inner strength, and dispersed the smoke before them. Looking closely, they saw Lin Wanqing, dressed in white, as pure as snow, like a celestial being descended from heaven, leisurely playing the zither on a small hillside.

Her expression was calm as her fingers danced lightly on the strings, and the music flowed out like a gentle stream.

On her back was a baby boy, not even a year old, fastened to her back. The little guy was sleeping soundly, completely unaware of the dangers outside.

Seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Zhong Renwang's eyes. He swung his iron hand and roared, "Go! Capture them!"

His voice, like a booming bell, echoed through the chaotic world.

The Naiman tribe leader, Keer, and his son, Tietiezhen, quickly led their cavalry to charge forward and surround Lin Wanqing.

At this moment, "Erlang Shen" Shi Feiyang, "Divine Archer" Miao Menlong, "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, Little Page Shi Xiong, "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, Gong Simeng carrying her daughter and holding her son, Liu Guihua carrying Xiao Yuyan, Bai Zhi holding her son, and their guards and maids slowly stood up behind Lin Wanqing.

With confident smiles on their faces, everyone burst into laughter. Their laughter was hearty and unrestrained, making them appear remarkably calm amidst the tense atmosphere, as if the thousands of troops before them were nothing more than a swarm of ants.

Shi Feiyang took a step forward, his gaze sharp as lightning, staring directly at Ke'er and the others, and said loudly, "Ke'er, you brought so many people here today, do you want to fight me, Shi Feiyang, to the death?"

His voice was steady and powerful, exuding an unquestionable authority that could suppress all evil in the world.

Ke'er and Tie Tie looked up and saw Shi Feiyang's sharp, star-like eyes and the chilling aura emanating from him. They immediately felt a sense of foreboding. A chill ran from their feet to their hearts, and they involuntarily took a step back, each step feeling extremely heavy, as if their feet were rooted to the ground and they could hardly move.

The cavalrymen behind the father and son, seeing their leader's actions, were terrified and hastily scattered.

In an instant, gaps appeared in the previously tight encirclement.

Zhong Renwang stood to the side, his heart filled with resentment and bitterness. His wrists had been broken by Shi Feiyang, leaving him no choice but to have a pair of iron wrists installed. The iron wrists gleamed coldly in the sunlight, mirroring his icy heart at that moment.

His nose had also been sliced ​​off by Shi Feiyang with the Heavenly Frost Blade, and now he could only cover his face, because his mutilated face was so ugly that all who saw it were filled with fear. He gritted his teeth inwardly, wishing he could tear Shi Feiyang to pieces.

At this moment, Lin Wanqing sat calmly on the hillside, her expression composed, as if the thousands of troops before her were nothing more than fleeting clouds.

As she gently stroked the strings of her violin, producing melodious music that flowed like a babbling brook, she chatted softly with her son, who had just learned to speak, on her back. Her voice was gentle and melodious, filled with endless tenderness, which seemed out of place on the chaotic grassland.

"Baby, don't be afraid, Mommy is here." She murmured softly, her face radiant with maternal love.

The son had just woken up and reached out to pat his mother's shoulder and pretty face.

Upon seeing this, Wu Wei, an elder of the Beggars' Sect, was furious, feeling that Lin Wanqing was taking him far too lightly.

He gripped the iron bar tightly with both hands, let out a loud shout, and pounced on Lin Wanqing like a mad beast.

As he swung his iron bar, it created a whooshing sound, as if he wanted to smash everything in front of him to pieces.

However, Lin Wanqing remained calm and composed. With a few quick plucks of her fingers, the strings of the zither flew out like nimble venomous snakes.

With a few muffled "thuds," the strings pierced through Wu Wei's body in an instant. Wu Wei let out a shrill scream that echoed in the air, sending chills down one's spine.

His body fell like a rag doll, blood gushing out and spreading across the grass, staining the land red.

With a gentle flick of her wrist, Lin Wanqing sent the strings flying back like birds returning to their nests, as if the dramatic scene from just moments ago had never happened.

Upon seeing this, Lan Xiaodie's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly drew her Azure Phosphorus Sword, its blade gleaming with an eerie, ghostly light—a sign of deadly poison. With a sharp cry, she lunged at Lin Wanqing like a bolt of blue lightning.

Seeing this, Gong Simeng was not afraid at all. She carried her daughter on her back, held her son in her arms, and held the python whip in her other hand.

She activated her "Holy Water Divine Skill," and a faint light emanated from her body, as if she were enveloped in a sacred halo. She unleashed her "Divine Water Whip Technique," and the python whip in her hand moved like a nimble python, twisting and turning as she fought against Lan Xiaodie.

Every time Lan Xiaodie wielded her Azure Phosphorus Sword, poisonous mist would spill out, filling the air with a pungent odor, and instantly withering away any flowers and plants it touched.

However, Gong Simeng seemed completely unaware, her figure moving freely through the poisonous fog, unable to be harmed in the slightest by Lan Xiaodie.

Lan Xiaodie was secretly puzzled, unaware that Shi Feiyang and his wife and children had all taken Xu Fu's elixir and were already immune to all poisons.

Bai Zhi carried her son on her back, her eyes as firm as iron.

She held a spiked silver club in both hands, the spikes gleaming coldly.

She displayed the Miao ethnic group's "Mingquan Stick Technique," and as the silver stick danced, it made a crisp sound, like a clear mountain spring flowing.

Liu Guihua held the snake whip, its tip moving nimbly like a nimble snake.

The two exchanged a glance, perfectly in sync, and attacked Zhong Renwang together.

Seeing this, Zhong Renwang snorted coldly. He unleashed the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, his palms creating gusts of wind with astonishing power.

However, Bai Zhi and Liu Guihua were not afraid at all. They moved nimbly through Zhong Renwang's palm strikes, their weapons constantly aimed at his vital points. Despite the immense power of Zhong Renwang's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, they could not harm Bai Zhi and Liu Guihua in the slightest.

Shi Feiyang stood proudly at the front of the battle, like a majestic and unshakable mountain, looking down on the many demons and Japanese pirates.

The Japanese pirates, wielding gleaming swords, roared and unleashed their ferocious "Wind-Facing Slash," charging forward like a raging tide. Shi Feiyang's eyes burned with murderous intent, as if he wanted to devour these invaders completely. He thought to himself, "Today, I will ensure that these villains never return, and rid this grassland of this scourge!"

In an instant, Shi Feiyang activated the Mingyu Gong, and his aura underwent a dramatic change.

The originally peaceful atmosphere suddenly turned into a powder keg that had been ignited, bursting forth with a powerful force that was almost suffocating.

He was like a war god returning from an ancient battlefield, exuding boundless majesty and domineering aura. He parted his lips slightly and let out a cold snort, a snort like the north wind in the dead of winter, carrying a biting chill that pierced straight into everyone's hearts.

In an instant, the surrounding air froze under the chill, and everyone felt a chill run through their bodies, involuntarily shivering.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang unleashed the "Shocking Calamity" divine skill. A fierce, cold light shone brightly around him, and a sharp, icy aura, like a materialized blade, swept towards the Japanese pirate leader, Yamada Inahide.

Yamada Inahide had no time to react; he only felt a flash of cold light before his eyes, and a bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped him.

In the blink of an eye, he was covered in frost, turning into an ice sculpture. Then, with a crisp "crack," Yamada Inahide's body shattered like fragile glass into countless ice shards, which scattered to the ground.

This series of events happened so suddenly that before anyone could even see Shi Feiyang's movements clearly, Yamada Inahide had already vanished into thin air. Such terrifying martial arts skills terrified all the enemies present.

Shi Feiyang did not stop there. His killing intent was strong. He shouted, "Watch how I wipe out you villains today!" Then, he unleashed the ultimate move "Heaven and Earth Live Together" from the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique".

He swiftly swung his palms, the wind howling like a pair of incredibly sharp frost blades, carrying a world-destroying, overwhelming momentum as he fiercely attacked the Japanese pirate leaders Yamai Jin-ichi, Watanabe Kane, Yamamoto Yorihisa, and others.

This move was incredibly powerful; wherever it went, the air was torn apart, hissing as it went, and deep furrows were carved into the ground by the force of the palm strike. At the same time, Shi Feiyang unleashed the "Seven Steps of Dragon Walk," a technique specifically designed to counter group fights.

With each step he took, the ground seemed to tremble slightly as if it could not bear the weight, and the earth was awestruck by his powerful aura.

The surrounding enemy bandits felt unsteady on their feet, as if they were in the midst of an earthquake.

Shi Feiyang's figure grew increasingly imposing in everyone's eyes, like an invincible demon god.

Shi Feiyang extended his left hand, unleashing the ultimate move "Dragon's Roar Across the Nine Heavens" from the Divine Dragon Claw Technique. As he stretched out his palm, an invisible yet powerful force instantly condensed, resembling an invisible giant claw, grabbing towards Yamai Renyi.

Yamai Jin-ichi tried to dodge, but found that his body was as if it were bound by an invisible force, and he could not move at all.

With a loud "crack," the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible. Yamai Jin's shoulder was instantly crushed, and he let out a shrill scream, his face filled with pain.

Shi Feiyang continued his offensive. He turned around and grabbed Watanabe Kane's wrist with his left hand.

Watanabe was terrified and tried to swing her katana to defend herself, but found that her movements were as slow as a snail in front of Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang's hand was like an iron clamp, instantly snapping Watanabe Kei's wrist. Watanabe Kei screamed in agony as his katana clattered to the ground. He clutched his injured wrist, writhing in pain on the floor.

Shi Feiyang slashed at Yamamoto Yorihira with his right palm as sharp as a knife, with the force of a thunderbolt.

Yamamoto Yorihisa stared wide-eyed in terror as Shi Feiyang's palm struck, powerless to resist. With a soft "thud," Yamamoto Yorihisa's head flew through the air like a ball being hit, tracing a strange arc.

Blood gushed from his neck like a fountain, spraying onto the surrounding ground and instantly turning the earth dark red.

Shi Feiyang's eyes were cold as he scanned the surrounding enemies. Seeing a Japanese pirate trying to escape, he snorted coldly and flashed to the back of the pirate.

He suddenly struck out with his palm, hitting the Japanese pirate squarely in the back.

The Japanese pirate's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, leaving a long trail in the air before crashing heavily into a large tree.

With a "crack," the tree trunk snapped instantly, and the Japanese pirate died instantly, his body limp and falling to the ground.

Shi Feiyang's eyes shone brightly as he continued searching for his next target. He spotted a Japanese pirate cowering to the side, trembling, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. He strode forward and grabbed the pirate's head.

The Japanese pirate looked at Shi Feiyang in terror, wanting to call for help, but found that his throat was as if blocked and he could not make a sound.

Shi Feiyang exerted force with his palm.

With a "crack," the Japanese pirate's head was instantly split open, his brains spilling out in a bloody and gruesome scene that was too painful to look at.

Shi Feiyang casually tossed the corpse aside. His body was covered in the blood of his enemies. At this moment, he seemed like a death god returning from hell, filling the remaining enemies with fear and making them dare not take another step forward.

A fierce light flashed in Dugu Yan's eyes. He gripped the long sword in his hand tightly, the blade gleaming coldly, just like his icy heart at that moment.

He roared, "Shi Feiyang, you scoundrel, give me back the lives of my five sons!"

Having said that, he unleashed the fierce sword techniques of the "Eight Forms of Famous Swords," the sword shadows flashing like a silver lightning bolt, carrying a world-destroying momentum as it swiftly attacked Miao Menlong and Shan Zhi. However, he dared not provoke Shi Feiyang, and instead used a feint, intending to kill Miao Menlong and Shan Zhi instantly. Wherever the sword technique passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a hissing sound.

Miao Menlong, seeing Dugu Yan's fierce approach, remained calm and composed.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze revealing a sense of composure and confidence.

He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, the arrow gleaming coldly on the string, like a cold star twinkling in the night sky.

He took a deep breath, channeled his profound inner strength, and shouted, "Take this!"

With a single arrow, the arrow flew towards Dugu Yan like a shooting star, its speed so fast that it was impossible to follow.

The arrow pierced the sky with a sharp whistling sound, as if it were about to shoot Dugu Yan straight through.

Seeing this, Shan Zhi was not to be outdone. He held a plum blossom dart, its tip gleaming with a cold light, like twinkling stars.

He snorted coldly, thinking to himself, "Hmph, Dugu Yan, your five sons are all scum. They've committed countless evils and deserve to die by our leader's blade. Hmph! You old codger, you think you can show off in front of me? Not so easy!"

With a flick of his wrist, several plum blossom darts shot towards Dugu Yan like hidden weapons.

The plum blossom darts drew strange arcs in the air, like a swarm of deadly locusts, attacking Dugu Yan from different angles.

Shi Xiong, standing to the side, darted around, thinking to himself, "I can't fall behind either; I have to cause some trouble for Dugu Yan."

He would occasionally cause trouble with a poisoned horn cone, which gleamed eerily in the sunlight and exuded a chilling aura.

The poison horn cone shot towards Dugu Yan with a sharp whistling sound. Although it was not as powerful as Miao Menlong's arrow or Shan Zhi's dart, its strange angle and hidden poison made Dugu Yan have to be on guard.

Dugu Yan dodged left and right, feeling both angry and anxious. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "These three are really troublesome. If I don't deal with them today, what will become of the reputation of Mingjian Manor!" He wielded his long sword so skillfully that it was impenetrable, deflecting the arrows, plum blossom darts, and poisoned horn spikes that were shot at him one by one.

However, the attacks from Miao Menlong, Shan Zhi, and Shi Xiong continued like a tidal wave, gradually forcing Dugu Yan into a state of panic. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she was filled with rage, yet there was nothing she could do.

On the other side, Xie Wen unleashed his exquisite "Flying Willow Catkins and Light Smoke Technique," his entire being resembling a willow catkin blown by the wind, incredibly light and elusive. In one hand, he tightly gripped a long whip, its tip moving as nimbly as a venomous snake ready to strike at any moment, meandering and poised to pounce; in the other hand, he held a Heavenly Silkworm Net, its threads gleaming with a chilling light, incredibly tough, as if capable of capturing everything in the world.

At this moment, a faint smile hung on his lips, a smile that carried a hint of composure and a touch of mockery, as if the fierce battle he was facing with "the enchantress of the frontier," Fu Anxing, was nothing more than an amusing game.

Upon seeing this, Fu Anxing's eyebrows furrowed, and a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. She unleashed the "Ghost Shadow Step," her figure ghostly, like a black shadow, drifting to and fro, elusive and unpredictable. Each step she took seemed to tread on empty air, without the slightest sound, as if she herself were a phantom from the darkness.

She brandished the "Ghost Whip," which whistled and created a series of black phantoms. These phantoms resembled evil spirits from hell, baring their fangs and claws, ferocious and terrifying, with astonishing power.

She shouted in a sweet voice, "Hey Xie, if you're really a man, don't hide like a mouse. Fight me openly and honestly here!" Her voice was clear yet fierce, echoing between heaven and earth.

However, Xie Wen's lightness skill was even more mysterious. His figure moved freely among Fu Anxing's whip shadows, like a gentle breeze, light yet elusive. Fu Anxing's attacks, though extremely fierce, always missed their mark.

While skillfully dodging, Xie Wen laughed and said, "Fu Anxing, your whip technique may be somewhat powerful, but in my eyes, it's nothing special. You're far from being able to hurt me! You old hag, you're all alone at your age, it's truly pitiful. Why don't you take my advice and retire from the martial world as soon as possible, instead of making a fool of yourself here!"

His words, laced with mockery, were like sharp blades, piercing Fu Anxing's sore spots.

Upon hearing this, Fu Anxing was so angry that he was practically fuming, his eyes wide open, and his fury was about to burst forth.

She gritted her teeth inwardly: "This Xie Wen is utterly despicable. If I don't tear him to pieces today, I, Fu Anxing, swear I'm not human!"

Despite her fury, she was helpless against Xie Wen's exquisite lightness skill, forced to watch her attacks miss time and time again. At this moment, Xie Zhichuan stood to the side, his gaze coldly fixed on Lin Wanqing. Seeing that Lin Wanqing was carrying an infant, he secretly thought, "Hmph, with a child on her back, Lin Wanqing's movements will be restricted; killing her will be much easier."

Thinking of this, his anger intensified. His previous plans had been repeatedly thwarted, and his pursuit of Lin Wanqing had led to the tragic death of her father, Xie Luojia. He had long since blamed all his resentment on Lin Wanqing.

Now, seeing Lin Wanqing give birth to Shi Feiyang's son, his jealousy burns even more fiercely.

He suddenly activated the Kunlun Blazing Flame Technique, and his entire body was instantly engulfed in flames, making him appear as if he were a human torch.

The flames roared, radiating intense heat that distorted and warped the surrounding air, instantly igniting the vegetation and turning it to ashes. He gripped his longsword, its blade also enveloped in flames, and unleashed the "Thirteen Deadly Swords," his swordplay fierce and blazing, like fiery dragons, hurtling swiftly towards Lin Wanqing.

He roared, "Lin Wanqing, you slut, you willingly married Shi Feiyang, today is your death day! Prepare to die!" As he unleashed his sword move "Azure Peak Cuts Face," the ground was scorched black, leaving deep marks, as if it had been ravaged by an evil dragon.

Seeing this, Lin Wanqing remained calm and composed, her expression as still as water, as if Xie Zhichuan in front of her was nothing more than an insignificant ant.

She gently stroked the baby on her back and whispered, "Baby, don't be afraid. Mother is here. I will not let anyone hurt you in the slightest." Her voice was soft yet firm, full of maternal radiance. She held Xie Zhichuan in utter contempt. Her innate elegance and gentleness had forged her composure in the face of a formidable foe; remaining calm in the face of danger had long been her instinct.

Then, she seemingly casually plucked the strings, her fingers dancing lightly on them, as if playing a melodious tune.

However, in reality, she was using the "Longevity Zither Technique" to kill her enemy. Driven by her profound internal energy, the zither strings instantly crisscrossed, forming an invisible net that steadily blocked Xie Zhichuan's Thirteen Deadly Swords.

Moreover, her music seemed to possess a magical power, seeping into Xie Zhichuan's ears and disrupting his attacks.

The music on the surface was melodious and pleasant, but it concealed a strange, piercing sound that cut into Xie Zhichuan's mind like invisible knives, making him restless and causing his swordplay to gradually lose its rhythm.

In an instant, the strings of the zither clashed with the blade, producing a crisp sound like thunder in the night sky, echoing between heaven and earth. The strings and blade collided, sparking dazzling sparks. Lin Wanqing murmured softly to her son on her back while playing the zither with complete focus, not even glancing at Xie Zhichuan, as if he didn't exist.

Her hands moved faster and faster, and the strings rang out rapidly under her plucks, as if playing a victory song.

At this moment, the extreme chill emanating from Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong nearby spread out like an invisible force.

Under the suppression of this chill, Xie Zhichuan's Kunlun Blazing Flame Technique was unable to exert its high-temperature damage-inducing function. He felt as if the flames around him were shrouded in an invisible ice shield, gradually losing their power. He became increasingly anxious, yet helpless.

Shi Feiyang dealt with the group of Japanese pirates and scattered them.

He stood tall and imposing, like an unshakeable mountain peak, his clothes fluttering in the wind, displaying the demeanor of a chivalrous hero.

At this moment, he slowly took out the "Five Poisons True Scripture," looked at Lan Xiaodie with gentle eyes, and said softly, "Miss Lan, although this 'Five Poisons True Scripture' is a rare book, it requires a destined person to cultivate it. You are a member of the Five Poisons Sect, with extraordinary talent. If you return to the Five Poisons Sect and diligently cultivate this scripture, you will surely become a grandmaster in the future. I was fortunate enough to borrow this scripture from you before, and I benefited greatly from it. Furthermore, you secretly helped me to assist the government troops in suppressing the rebellion last time, and I will remember this kindness. Now that the imperial court knows about this matter, it will soon send an imperial edict to express its gratitude to the Xiong Ying Society and the Five Poisons Sect for their joint assistance to the government troops."

His voice was gentle and warm, yet it possessed a convincing power.

After saying that, Shi Feiyang suddenly threw the "Five Poisons True Scripture" at Fu Anxing.

Fu Anxing looked up and saw Shi Feiyang throwing the "Five Poisons True Scripture" at her. A look of wild joy flashed in her eyes, the light like the most dazzling shooting star in the night sky, instantly illuminating her eyes.

In her eyes, the "Five Poisons Manual" was undoubtedly the most precious treasure in the world; whoever obtained it could dominate the martial arts world. She couldn't wait to stretch out her hands, her movements like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, eager and greedy, as if afraid that this treasure she had just obtained would suddenly fly away.

Lan Xiaodie was shocked by what she saw. Her eyes widened in disbelief.

She never imagined that Shi Feiyang would do such a thing. Previously, she and Shi Feiyang had fought each other and wanted to help each other, their emotions were complicated, but she never expected that Shi Feiyang would casually throw the Five Poisons Sect's treasure, the "Five Poisons True Scripture," to someone else.

Her heart tightened, and she immediately abandoned her fight, no longer caring about the entanglement with Gong Simeng. She gripped the Bilin Sword tightly in her hand, the blade trembling slightly with her inner rage, shimmering with an eerie light, like the evil fire from the deepest hell.

Her lithe body flashed like a blue lightning bolt, swiftly attacking Fu Anxing. She shouted, "Fu Anxing, you wicked woman! That true scripture is a sacred object passed down through generations of my Five Poisons Sect. How dare you, an outsider, lay a finger on it! If you don't hand over the true scripture today, don't blame me, Lan Xiaodie, for being merciless with my sword!" Her voice was clear yet filled with anger and determination, echoing throughout the world.

Upon hearing this, Fu Anxing revealed a cold smile, a smile as cold as frost in the twelfth lunar month.

She quickly put away the "Five Poisons True Scripture" and carefully hid it in her bosom, while holding the Ghost Shadow Whip, the tip of the whip dancing wildly in the air, making a "whooshing" sound. She sneered, "Lan Xiaodie, this true scripture is now in my hands. If you want it, then take it by your own ability!" After saying that, she flashed, like a black shadow, and fiercely fought with Lan Xiaodie.

As the ghostly whip lashed out, it created a series of black phantoms, as if countless evil spirits from hell were baring their fangs and claws and lunging at Lan Xiaodie.

Lan Xiaodie brandished her Azure Phosphorus Sword, its blade flashing as it clashed with Fu Anxing's Ghost Shadow Whip, producing a clanging sound like a rapid drumbeat. Sparks flew, illuminating their murderous faces.

The two figures flashed, exchanging blows with fierce and ruthless moves, neither giving an inch.

Lan Xiaodie unleashed the exquisite swordsmanship of the Five Poisons Sect, her sword moves ruthless, each strike aimed directly at Fu Anxing's vital points; Fu Anxing, in turn, relied on the Ghost Shadow Whip Technique, responding with bizarre moves, his whip shadows like a net, attempting to trap Lan Xiaodie within it.

Their figures intertwined, inseparable.

However, Fu Anxing gradually sensed something was wrong. It turned out that Lan Xiaodie's Jade Phosphorus Sword could emit poisonous mist. During the fierce battle, Fu Anxing inhaled a lot of poisonous mist. Because of his joy in obtaining the "Five Poisons True Scripture", he forgot that Lan Xiaodie was the leader of the Five Poisons Sect. Her clothes were covered with poison. With a little effort, she could activate the poisonous smoke and mist on her clothes, causing her opponents to suffocate and die.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang thought to himself, "The fight between these two is a perfect opportunity to eliminate a potential threat for me." Immediately, he turned and pounced on Xie Zhichuan like a black whirlwind.

His eyes held a sharp killing intent that seemed to pierce through people.

Xie Zhichuan was terrified when he saw Shi Feiyang approaching with such ferocity, like a bird startled by a bow.

He knew he was no match for Shi Feiyang, and his legs trembled slightly involuntarily.

Xie Zhichuan was so frightened that his face turned ashen, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back, causing him to cling his clothes tightly to his body.

He dared not linger any longer, hastily turned around, mustered all his strength, and fled with the speed of the wind. His disheveled appearance resembled that of a stray dog, leaving behind a panicked silhouette in the vastness of the world.

(End of this chapter)