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

Chapter 252. Blue Butterfly's resentment surges, Stone Man's magnanimous act spreads far and wide.
Lan Xiaodie staggered a few steps, trying her best to steady herself.

She raised her sleeve and frantically wiped the blood that kept flowing from the corner of her mouth. In an instant, the sleeve was soaked with bright red blood, like a cloud dyed red by the sunset.

Her eyes were filled with panic and pain, but also with an unyielding stubbornness, silently telling of her inner struggle and resentment. Her eyes were full of hatred as she stared intently at Shi Feiyang, wanting to devour him alive.

She roared, "Shi Feiyang! You have long held onto the Five Poisons Sect's most treasured artifact, the Five Poisons True Scripture, and have refused to return it. Today, it's either you or me! This debt will be settled today!"

With that, she gritted her teeth, making a "crunching" sound, and with a sudden flick of her wrist, she drew the Jade Phosphorus Sword.

The sword gleamed with an eerie, dark green light, like a venomous snake poised to strike at any moment, exuding a chilling, sinister aura that made the surrounding air icy and biting.

The sword tip trembled slightly, telling of its master's anger and determination.

Lan Xiaodie's every move revealed her deep hatred for Shi Feiyang.

Her eyes were filled with murderous intent, as if she wanted to pierce Shi Feiyang's heart with the tip of her sword.

The air around her seemed to freeze because of her anger, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

At that very moment, Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan appeared silently, like two ghosts emerging from the deepest hell.

Their figures appeared and disappeared in the breeze, like phantoms in the dark night, their footsteps so light that they made no sound, as if they were walking on snow without leaving a trace.

A hint of cunning and coldness shone in their eyes.

Lan Xiaodie caught a glimpse of the two out of the corner of her eye, and her heart tightened as if she were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

But she forced a smile and said to Shi Feiyang, "Hero Shi, Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan are treacherous and cunning, and have been committing evil deeds in the martial arts world for a long time. Today, I will rid you of these two menaces to restore order to the martial arts world!"

However, despite her boastful words, her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move.

She knew perfectly well that she was no match for Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan. Her words just now were merely an attempt to gain Shi Feiyang's trust again in order to protect herself.

A cunning glint flashed in her eyes, as if she were searching for an opportunity to escape while simultaneously assessing the situation before her.

Shi Feiyang saw through Lan Xiaodie's bluff, and a mocking sneer appeared on his lips, a smile as cold as winter frost: "Lan Xiaodie, your acting skills are truly superb. In this world, if you didn't join a theatrical troupe and become an actor, it would truly be a waste of your talent. Do you think it's interesting to put on airs and play these petty tricks in front of me?"

As he spoke, he slowly took a step forward, his aura surging and powerful, like a volcano about to erupt, with rolling heat waves rushing towards you, ready to unleash a world-destroying force at any moment.

His gaze was firm and cold, telling everyone that he would never be fooled by Lan Xiaodie's tricks, and that he would use his powerful strength to protect his dignity and interests.

Lan Xiaodie witnessed firsthand the imposing aura emanating from Shi Feiyang; his sharp gaze seemed to pierce her soul, filling her with an unprecedented fear.

Her legs suddenly lost their strength, and with a "thud," she fell to the hard ground, her body trembling uncontrollably, like a fallen leaf drifting in the cold wind, appearing so helpless.

Her voice trembled, and she said with a hint of pleading, "Master Shi, Chief Shi, I was truly blind and foolish to offend you. I know my mistake and will never dare to do it again. Please have mercy and forgive me!"

Her voice, tinged with obvious sobs, echoed in the vast emptiness, sounding utterly helpless, like a wounded lone bird crying out for a sliver of pity.

Not far away, Zhong Renwang and Dugu Yan witnessed Shi Feiyang striding towards them like a war god. His powerful aura could shake the heavens and earth, making the surrounding mountains and rivers pale in comparison.

The two men were startled, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them. They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with fear, knowing full well how formidable Shi Feiyang was. If they didn't flee now, when would they?

Without hesitation, they channeled all their strength, their figures flashing as they fled like arrows released from a bow, disappearing into the distance in an instant, leaving only a cloud of dust, as if they had never been there at all.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as lightning, able to see through all falsehoods.

He looked down at the Japanese pirates still engaged in fierce fighting, and thought to himself, "These Japanese pirates have crossed oceans to invade our land, burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of heinous crimes. Today, I will definitely wipe them out completely, restore peace to the land, and give the people of the world an explanation!" With this thought, he took a deep breath, as if he had absorbed all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body. His true energy surged in his chest and abdomen, and his aura continued to rise, as if it would break through the sky.

Suddenly, he leaped up, his body soaring into the air like a cannonball, carrying immense force as he shot straight into the sky.

His figure, illuminated by the sunlight, was like a white beam of light, piercing the sky, dazzling and eye-catching.

Even the sky was shaken by his power; the clouds were torn apart, and sunlight streamed through the gaps, gilding his figure with a golden glow.

In the air, his true energy surged around him, instantly forming an enormous vortex.

With Shi Feiyang at its core, the vortex spun rapidly at a dizzying speed, emitting a deafening "whoosh" sound that shook the heavens and earth.

At the center of the vortex, Shi Feiyang was like a god who controlled the storm; his every move affected the changing winds and clouds of the world.

A violent gust of air spread outwards, creating howling winds and flying sand and stones in its path. The surrounding sand, stones, and vegetation were swept up, forming a massive, chaotic storm. Dust from the ground was swirled into the air, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Shi Feiyang stood at the center of the vortex, his clothes fluttering wildly like battle flags, his long hair dancing freely like a black dragon. His presence was like a stabilizing pillar in the storm, stable and unshakable.

He seemed like a demon god emerging from ancient mythology, radiating a terrifyingly powerful aura that made everything around him pale in comparison. His figure appeared even taller and more majestic in the storm, his power as unshakeable as a mountain.

Shi Feiyang unleashed the ultimate move "Peerless" from the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique," a move that embodies the essence of the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique" and is incredibly powerful.

His palms transformed into blades, radiating a dazzling, almost blinding golden light, like two peerless blades forged from the essence of heaven and earth, their sharpness fully revealed, emitting a chilling gleam. His gaze was as firm as iron, fixed intently on the pirate leader, Sato Taro.

At this moment, Sato Taro was engaged in a fierce battle with Liao Pei, wielding his Japanese sword with impenetrable speed.

But suddenly he felt an overwhelming pressure coming at him, and he was shocked. He quickly turned his head to look.

The pressure seemed to come from all directions, making him feel suffocated.

Shi Feiyang, like a shooting star with a long golden tail, charged towards him with overwhelming force. Sato Taro was terrified, but as the leader of the Japanese pirates, he would not easily show weakness.

He gritted his teeth, determined to fight to the death. He swiftly used ninjutsu, his body instantly turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing from the spot.

However, amidst Shi Feiyang's flashing swords, his figure was like a phantom, unable to escape.

However, his ninjutsu was utterly useless against Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong's vortex of true energy, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. That vortex of true energy seemed to possess a powerful suction force capable of swallowing the heavens and earth, drawing in the surrounding air and forming a massive, inescapable energy field. This energy field was like an invisible cage, tightly binding Sato Taro, leaving him nowhere to escape.

As soon as Sato Taro appeared, he was drawn by the power of the vortex, and his body flew uncontrollably toward the stone.

He struggled desperately in mid-air, flailing his arms wildly, trying to break free from the powerful suction, but like a trapped beast sinking into quagmire, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank. His eyes were filled with despair, and the shadow of death hung over his head like a sharp blade.

He felt that his life was like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

A fierce glint suddenly flashed in Shi Feiyang's eyes, like a hungry tiger spotting its prey.

He suddenly shouted, "Japanese traitors, prepare to die!" This shout was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, shaking the surrounding air. The sound rolled in, as if it could penetrate people's souls, making people shudder.

Immediately afterwards, he swung out both palms, unleashing a brilliant move from the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique".

His right palm, like a golden rainbow, with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, cleaved straight at Sato Taro's head.

The force of this palm strike was so great that it split the air, leaving a clearly visible trail.

The palm strike whistled through the air, compressing it into a visible shockwave that shattered the surrounding sand and gravel with a rustling sound, like a thousand horses galloping past.

At the same time, his left palm swept across in a strange arc, like a nimble dragon, slashing horizontally towards Sato Taro's abdomen. This slash contained endless variations; the force of his palm was like an invisible rope, tightly binding Sato Taro, leaving him no way to dodge. Faced with this sudden attack, Sato Taro was horrified. He realized that he was facing not just an opponent, but a true martial arts master, a martial arts grandmaster who could control life and death.

Sato Taro stared wide-eyed in terror, trying to dodge, but found himself completely unable to move.

His eyes were filled with despair. With a crisp "crack", Shi Feiyang's right palm blade energy slashed fiercely across Sato Taro's body, cleaving him diagonally from his left shoulder to his right waist, instantly splitting his body in two.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, tracing a crimson arc in the air before splashing onto the ground, creating tiny, bloody flowers. The blood flowers gleamed chillingly in the sunlight, silently testifying to the brutality and ruthlessness of this fierce battle.

Shi Feiyang turned around again, his palms continuing to swirl, the blade energy crisscrossing like spinning chainsaws.

Each cut was incredibly precise, creating invisible cracks in the air and tearing apart the surrounding atmosphere.

He unleashed a series of moves from the "Hundred Victories Blade Technique." With each palm strike, a golden blade aura emerged. Wherever the blade aura passed, the air was torn apart, hissing as it passed. The ground was carved with deep, bottomless trenches, and soil and rocks flew everywhere with loud bangs.

The lingering aura of the blade seemed to remain in the ravine, making people hesitant to approach.

Enveloped by the powerful sword energy, Sato Taro's body was further shredded, and in the blink of an eye, he was cut into seventy-eight pieces.

Limbs and severed bodies were scattered all over the ground, the scene was extremely bloody and gruesome.

Torn clothes, splattered blood and flesh, mixed with flying dust, created a scene resembling a living hell.

The surrounding Japanese pirates were terrified by the bloody scene and stood frozen in place, some even losing control of their bladder and bowels.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, and the weapons in their hands clattered to the ground.

The other Japanese pirates were terrified when they saw their leader, Sato Taro, die a gruesome death. Their morale plummeted instantly, and their weapons trembled slightly. Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, and some pirates even began to turn and flee.

Seeing this, Liao Pei, Lie Quan, Wu Zhong, and other heroes of Xiong Ying seized the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. In an instant, shouts of battle and the clash of weapons mingled together, echoing through the sky. In a flash, blood splattered everywhere, and the Japanese pirates fell one after another, suffering heavy casualties.

The heroes of Xiong Ying fought bravely, channeling their anger and hatred for the Japanese pirates into formidable fighting power, and launched a relentless campaign to annihilate the remaining pirates. Like messengers of revenge, they vowed to completely destroy these invaders to console their fallen compatriots.

Lan Xiaodie stood frozen in place, like a wooden or clay sculpture, her eyes filled with terror and despair.

She witnessed Shi Feiyang display his great prowess, beheading the Japanese pirate leader Sato Taro with his bare hands, and felt a mix of emotions and deep feelings.

Her heart was filled with complex emotions, including awe of Shi Feiyang's power and sorrow at her own inability to change the situation.

Faced with Shi Feiyang, the Japanese pirates' ninjutsu seemed so powerless, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

She couldn't help but ask herself, if even the Japanese pirates' ninjutsu was so easily defeated, how could her poison skills possibly match them?

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart; all her efforts and struggles seemed so insignificant in the face of Shi Feiyang.

In an instant, she realized that seeking revenge against Shi Feiyang was nothing short of a pipe dream, as unattainable as Kuafu chasing the sun.

Thinking of this, an overwhelming sadness welled up in her heart. Her pent-up hatred was extinguished by cold water, leaving only a deep sense of loss. She felt like an orphan abandoned by fate, lonely and helpless.

Shi Feiyang remained calm and composed, gently brushing the dust off his robe with elegant and unhurried movements. The life-or-death struggle he had just experienced was merely an insignificant interlude, as if he were "strolling leisurely in a courtyard."

His composure made Lan Xiaodie feel an unprecedented pressure, as if everything about her was exposed in front of him.

He walked slowly over and reached for the deerskin bag at his waist, a bag that was difficult for an ordinary person to notice.

This seemingly ordinary deerskin bag actually hides countless secrets of the martial arts world, embodying the profound meaning of "hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

Lan Xiaodie's eyes followed his movements closely, her heart filled with curiosity and awe, because she couldn't see the deerskin bag.

However, Shi Feiyang then took out an ancient scripture from his waist, which was the "Five Poisons True Scripture".

He handed the scripture to Lan Xiaodie with both hands, his gaze firm and profound, and said, "Miss Lan, this is the true 'Five Poisons Scripture.' Take it back. I hope you will be more self-disciplined in the future. If you dare to do evil in the martial world again, I, Shi, will not let you off easily. I will surely raze your Five Poisons Sect to the ground and make you understand the consequences of 'playing with fire and getting burned.'"

His voice was deep and powerful, like a resounding bell echoing in the vast天地 (heaven and earth), exuding an undeniable majesty. Lan Xiaodie felt a surge of joy, as if a long-awaited rain had fallen on a parched land.

Her previously dull eyes instantly shone brightly, like a withered tree coming back to life in spring.

Her heart was instantly filled with gratitude and hope, as if she had glimpsed a ray of dawn in the dark abyss, a ray of dawn that seemed like a lifeline, giving her the possibility of survival.

Her breathing quickened, her chest heaved violently, and her eyes were filled with burning desire.

She eagerly stretched out her hands, which trembled slightly, like fallen leaves drifting in the cold autumn wind, and impatiently accepted the "Five Poisons Scripture." She gripped the scripture tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, as if she were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Immediately afterwards, she quickly turned the pages, her eyes scanning the pages eagerly, not missing a single word.

As she read on, her eyes grew brighter, and her expression gradually shifted from eagerness to excitement. Her cheeks flushed with excitement, like the sunset on the horizon.

Her heart was filled with boundless anticipation for the future, as if she could already see herself rising again in the martial arts world with the help of the "Five Poisons Manual" and becoming a powerful overlord.

She seemed to have reached the pinnacle of the martial arts world, looking down upon all living beings and enjoying the respect and worship of everyone in the martial arts community.

However, just as everyone present was eagerly anticipating her expression of gratitude, and a warm atmosphere filled the air, her expression suddenly underwent a dramatic change.

Her once rosy face instantly turned ashen, like the sky before a storm. The gratitude and hope in her eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by deep resentment, a resentment that burned like a raging fire.

She gripped the Jade Phosphor Sword tightly, her knuckles cracking from the force, the tip of the sword pointing straight at Shi Feiyang like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

Gritting her teeth, she declared defiantly, "The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable! Shi Feiyang, you just wait! Once I have mastered the Five Poisons True Scripture, I will take your life to avenge this blood feud. I will make you understand that 'a gentleman's revenge is never too late,' and I will repay today's humiliation a thousandfold in the future! Hmph!"

Her voice was sharp and cold, as if it came from the deepest hell, carrying a chilling aura.

Having said that, she slightly bent her knees, exerted her strength, and leaped lightly into the air, her figure like a nimble swallow, drawing a graceful arc in the air. Her movements were as light as a wisp of smoke, drifting in the breeze, and in an instant, she merged into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace, like a wild goose flying into the void, leaving only a vast and empty sky.

Only her lingering words still echoed in the air, telling of her hatred and resentment.

Liao Pei, the master of "Tongbei Quan," frowned deeply, his brows furrowing as if two mountains were about to merge, and walked towards Shi Feiyang with a worried expression.

His eyes were filled with concern and anxiety, as if Shi Feiyang were his most treasured possession, and he could not afford to make the slightest mistake.

He strode up to Shi Feiyang, cupped his hands, and said, "Chief, your kindness and mercy towards Lan Xiaodie is truly undeserved. Look at how she repaid your kindness! Such ungrateful behavior is utterly heartless and chilling. Chief, you are kind-hearted, but the martial world is treacherous, and people's hearts are unpredictable. You must be wary."

His voice revealed a hint of urgency, his tone was sincere, and his eyes were full of worry for Shi Feiyang.

Lie Quan, wielding the "Heaven and Earth Blade," strode forward quickly, his steps rapid and powerful, as if carrying an uncontrollable rage.

He approached Shi Feiyang, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Chief, Lan Xiaodie is clearly using you, treating you as a plaything to be manipulated at will, and wantonly fooling you. Why are you so merciful to her, so lenient with her evil deeds? In my opinion, one should not be soft-hearted towards such a villain." As he spoke, he brandished his twin swords, the blades flashing and whistling, venting his dissatisfaction and anger through the movements.

The twin blades gleamed coldly in the sunlight, like two nimble silver snakes, revealing the resentment in his heart.

Shi Feiyang simply smiled calmly, a smile as warm and gentle as the spring sun, yet also revealing a transcendent magnanimity and composure. He shook his head slightly and said, "We, the Xiong Ying Society, act very differently from others. We only seek to have a clear conscience, so why care about the opinions and evaluations of others? In this martial world, grudges and affections are inherently complex, like a tangled mess that cannot be untangled. If we were to be so calculating about everything, how could we uphold the path of justice in our hearts? We should be like the pillars in the midst of a turbulent sea, thus revealing our true heroic nature, unmoved by external things and undisturbed by worldly affairs."

His voice was calm and firm, containing boundless power, which inspired respect in those who heard it.

After speaking, he turned and slowly walked into the tent, his steps steady and firm, each step solid and powerful, as if measuring the vicissitudes of the martial world. After entering the tent, he first ordered someone to bring hot water so he could bathe and change clothes.

He slowly removed his clothes, stained with blood and showing signs of exhaustion, and stepped into the bathtub, letting the warm water envelop his body.

He closed his eyes, feeling the gentle caress of the water, as if to wash away everything he had just experienced.

After taking a shower, he changed into clean and tidy clothes, looking completely refreshed. Then, he went to the bedside, slowly lay down, and the thrilling conflict he had just experienced seemed like a passing cloud, as light as a breeze, leaving no trace.

The heroes of Xiong Ying stood still, shaking their heads and sighing, their faces full of helplessness and regret.

Their eyes held both admiration for Shi Feiyang and indignation at the injustice he had suffered.

They all felt that Shi Feiyang was not worth it, but they also knew his character and personality well. Once he made a decision, he was as firm as a rock and would never change it easily.

As everyone watched Shi Feiyang's departing figure, they were filled with mixed emotions. The road of the martial world was long and arduous, and they didn't know how many storms awaited them ahead, or how many hardships and dangers they would have to overcome.

The autumn night grassland seemed shrouded in a mysterious black veil, with the chilly night wind howling and howling like ghosts and wolves. The vast night sky over the grassland was filled with twinkling stars, yet it exuded an indescribable sense of mystery and coldness.

Shi Feiyang was fast asleep in the tent, breathing evenly with a peaceful expression, as if he were immersed in a beautiful dream.

Suddenly, a strange, chilling wind swept by, as if carrying some mysterious power, breaking the stillness of the night.

Shi Feiyang was instantly awakened; his years of experience in the martial arts world had made him exceptionally alert.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, and warily scanned his surroundings.

The tent flap rose slowly without any wind, revealing a figure that appeared and disappeared.

As the curtain was fully lifted, Shi Feiyang saw clearly who it was—his ex-wife, Liu Tingting, who was as beautiful as an angel.

Liu Tingting has a graceful figure, and although her belly is slightly protruding, it does not diminish her unparalleled beauty in the slightest.

She was like a delicate orchid blooming in the dark night, exuding a captivating fragrance.

At this moment, her face was slightly pale, but her eyes revealed a hint of urgency and anticipation.

Liu Tingting floated in, her steps as light as a ghost, and instantly arrived at Shi Feiyang's bedside.

She gazed at Shi Feiyang, her eyes filled with complex emotions—longing, sorrow, and a hint of resolve.

She sighed softly, her voice seemingly coming from the distant heavens, and said in a low voice, "My husband, it's been a long time. I hope you've been well. I've endured many hardships in the Immortal Realm and have now successfully advanced to become an Earth Immortal. But the path to immortality is long and arduous. If I wish to advance further, I will need external help. Xu Fu's elixir is incredibly effective. My husband, could you please grant me a few more to help me break through this bottleneck and reach new heights?"

She paused slightly, gently stroking her swollen belly, her eyes filled with maternal tenderness, and continued, "There is one more thing, my husband. I am carrying your child. If it is a boy, do you have a suitable name in mind? If it is a girl, what should we name her? We both know that the celestial realm and the mortal world are far apart, and I cannot always be by your side. You are venturing into this treacherous world, fraught with danger. If something were to happen to you one day, what would become of this child? Thinking of this, I am filled with worry. My husband, that mysterious deerskin pouch at your waist is said to contain many rare treasures and possess great power. Could you give it to me as a means of support for me and our child in the future? Even if we are separated by vast distances, it will allow me to feel your presence and protect me and our child."

The path to immortality is long and arduous, with strict hierarchies. Following the subtle principles of the waxing and waning of Yin and Yang, the process of human growth and development can be subtly divided into seven stages: "Primordial Beginning," "Primordial Essence," "Primordial Simplicity," "Youth," "Adulthood," "Old Age," and "Decline."

From the perspective of the transformation of Yin and Yang, one who is purely Yin without Yang is a ghost; one who is purely Yang without Yin is an immortal; and one whose Yin and Yang are separated is a human. However, humans are the most wondrous beings, capable of both falling into the realm of ghosts and transcending into immortals.

If one neglects cultivation in youth, indulging in unrestrained pleasures and sensual indulgences, one will eventually die and become a ghost when old age arrives, one's body weakens, and illness plagues one. Only by focusing on cultivation, comprehending the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and transcending the mundane can one achieve sainthood and ascend to immortality.

To become an immortal, one must first "understand cultivation," which means to comprehend the laws governing the movement of life in the universe, and through receiving teachings, cultivate one's character and nurture one's mind and body.

From human to immortal, and then from immortal to heaven, the journey is a series of difficult and progressive steps.

Immortals are divided into five ranks, namely "Ghost Immortal", "Human Immortal", "Earth Immortal", "Divine Immortal" and "Celestial Immortal".

"Human Immortals" rank second among immortals. Although they have transcended the mortal realm, they are still bound by worldly concerns and remain members of society. "Earth Immortals," on the other hand, are slightly superior to "Human Immortals." Their cultivation has reached the level of "refining their form to live in the world, achieving immortality," making them veritable "land immortals." Living alongside "Human Immortals" in the mortal world, they maintain a healthy body and enjoy longevity through tireless cultivation.

Xu Fu's elixir has miraculous effects; if Liu Tingting takes it, she may have the chance to become an immortal.

Upon hearing Liu Tingting's words, Shi Feiyang felt as if his heart had been plunged into a deep pool with a huge rock, with turbulent waves surging endlessly.

All the memories of the past surged into my mind like a tidal wave.

He stared blankly at the woman before him, a woman who was both familiar and unfamiliar. She was familiar with her stunningly beautiful face that had once haunted his dreams, but she was unfamiliar with the strange look in her eyes and the unfathomable desires she held.

A myriad of thoughts tangled and intertwined in his mind like a tangled mess, impossible to unravel.

He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but found his throat as dry as a parched well, and for a moment he didn't know where to begin.

The atmosphere inside the tent froze instantly, with only the biting night wind still howling wildly outside, making a mournful sound like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, as if deliberately adding a strong touch to the tense and eerie atmosphere.

Shi Feiyang stared at Liu Tingting. Years of experience in the martial world and countless life-and-death trials had allowed him to quickly calm down from his chaotic thoughts. His eyes gradually became sharp as an eagle and steady as a mountain.

He frowned slightly, his brows furrowing into a deep "川" shape, as if concealing endless thoughts. After a long silence, he spoke slowly, his voice low and mellow: "Tingting, Xu Fu's elixir is a priceless treasure, its acquisition fraught with peril and hardship, and now only a few remain. Its effects are wondrous and unpredictable, but its immense value also makes it highly susceptible to attracting countless conflicts in the martial world. Therefore, it must be used with caution and never squandered, lest it bring disaster. I still remember when we entered the misty, mysterious Black Wind Valley together. The valley was fraught with danger, teeming with poisonous creatures. We supported each other and journeyed hand in hand. Every time we faced a life-or-death test, we never abandoned each other. Those days seem like yesterday, vivid in my memory."

As Shi Feiyang spoke, a tender reminiscence appeared in his eyes, and the sweet memories of the past resurfaced before his eyes.

"As for the child's name, if it's a boy, we can name him Shi Tianyu. Tianyu means 'freely falling between heaven and earth, unrestrained by worldly constraints.' We hope that in the future, in this complex and unpredictable world, he can be carefree and unmoved by worldly fame and fortune, always maintaining a pure and innocent heart. If it's a girl, we can name her Shi Lingxuan. Ling means 'agile and intelligent,' with a keen mind that can see through all things; Xuan means 'gentle and virtuous,' with noble character, like a secluded orchid in a valley. We hope she possesses these beautiful qualities, just like you when you first entered the martial world, lively and playful, kind-hearted, attracting countless eyes with every smile and frown, and unknowingly entering my heart, becoming an unforgettable memory for me." Shi Feiyang's voice carried a faint trace of longing, a deep nostalgia for the beautiful past.

After saying this, a tender look appeared in Shi Feiyang's eyes, the joy and anticipation of becoming a father. He gently leaned down, his movements so gentle as if afraid of disturbing the little life in his womb, and pressed his face against Liu Tingting's belly, trying to listen to the movements of the new life.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the bloodshed and violence of the martial world, and was only immersed in the joy of becoming a father.

In a moment, he quietly reached into the mysterious deerskin pouch at his waist. The pouch appeared ordinary, yet it seemed to hold endless secrets. He took out three Xu Fu elixirs, each emitting a soft light and a mysterious aura.

He solemnly placed the elixir into Liu Tingting's hand, his eyes filled with concern and expectation.

Liu Tingting accepted the three elixirs, a flash of joy instantly appearing in her eyes. That joy was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, fleeting in an instant, yet it was concealed by a barely perceptible hint of greed.

Just then, a sharp dagger suddenly slid down from her sleeve. The blade gleamed coldly and exuded a chilling aura, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, slashing straight at Shi Feiyang's wrist.

It turned out that she had spotted the deerskin bag, invisible to ordinary people, and a surge of greed arose in her heart. That greedy desire grew wildly like weeds, attempting to seize this incomparably precious treasure.

Unexpectedly, Shi Feiyang had consumed more than ten times the amount of Xu Fu's elixir compared to Liu Tingting, and his indestructible body seemed to have been imbued with sentience, reacting instantly. The Mingyu Gong within his body was like a raging fire, instantly forming a powerful vortex of true energy. That vortex carried endless suction, as if it could devour everything in heaven and earth.

The vortex spun rapidly, encircling the short blade in Liu Tingting's hand. The blade, however, was forced off course by the powerful vortex of true energy, grazing Shi Feiyang's wrist and creating a gust of wind.

Upon seeing this, Liu Tingting was furious, and her expression instantly turned ferocious.

Holding the dagger, she recklessly plunged it into Shi Feiyang's neck, her eyes flashing with a crazed light.

"Why are you so stingy! We used to be so loving, but now you treat me like this!" Liu Tingting roared as she attacked wildly. The love of the past and the anger of the present intertwined in her heart, making her increasingly lose her mind.

However, under the powerful vortex of Shi Feiyang's Mingyu Gong, the short sword still missed its mark.

Liu Tingting felt that the anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed, her eyes were blazing, but she was helpless against Shi Feiyang's strength.

She suddenly pushed Shi Feiyang away with all her might, and in a flash, she drifted away like a wisp of smoke.

Shi Feiyang hurriedly chased after her out of the tent, shouting, "Tingting, the Immortal Realm may seem peaceful, but it is actually just as turbulent as the mortal world. There will always be mysterious forces attempting to break the boundary between immortals and mortals, causing endless disasters. I hope you will be careful and cautious, and never get involved in those terrible storms. Your own safety is the most important thing! Whether in the Immortal Realm or the mortal world, I only hope that you will be safe."

However, Liu Tingting seemed not to hear him, her figure instantly merging into the air and disappearing without a trace. Shi Feiyang stared in the direction she had left, a sense of loss washing over him, as if a huge boulder was weighing heavily on his heart, causing him immense sorrow.

His eyes were filled with disappointment and helplessness. He stood outside the tent for a long time, letting the cold night wind blow against his clothes, his thoughts drifting into the distance. After a long while, Shi Feiyang slowly turned around and went back into the tent.

He lay in bed, staring at the tent ceiling, his mind racing, unable to fall asleep. This night felt like a long and harrowing dream, and he didn't know how to cope with this sudden turn of events and his complex emotions.

(End of this chapter)