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

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shi Feiyang drew the Xuan Shuang Blade from the deerskin bag at his waist, which was invisible to ordinary people. The Nine Heavens Sword Intent flowing on the blade merged with the coldness of the Mingyu Skill, bursting out with a dazzling blue light.

"So! You traitorous dog, you've been plotting betrayal all along! Heh heh, so the Flower Palace has raised a treacherous wolf instead of a loyal dog!" Yaoyue sneered and cursed, her jade-like feet lightly touching the ground as she closed in. She held no more room for maneuver, prepared to use all her strength to completely eliminate this traitor.

Her "Transferring Flowers and Jade" skill was even more powerful than Shi Feiyang's, and with every move she made, she steered his swordplay astray.

Shi Feiyang was forced to retreat repeatedly, and the Xuan Shuang Blade almost hit his own waistband.

"Palace Master, please calm down! I was just testing my skills on you!" he shouted as he dodged, suddenly unleashing the "Sword Intent Ruins" from the Nine Heavens Sword Manual. In an instant, peach blossoms grew and spread around the two of them, each petal transforming into a sharp flying knife that slashed towards Yaoyue.

Yaoyue's expression changed slightly, and the vortex suction force formed by Mingyu Gong suddenly increased, actually sucking all the petals in the sky into her palm and condensing them into an ice sword.

"Well done!" Shi Feiyang shouted, unleashing the "Sword Qi Calamity" with an unconventional attack. The sword energy erupting from the Xuan Shuang Blade was like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, colliding with Yao Yue's ice sword, and a deafening roar resounded throughout the world.

The peach trees snapped under the impact of the shockwave, revealing deep ravines carved out by true energy below. Inviting Moon used the force to retreat, her hair billowing in the wind, yet her cold beauty remained undiminished: "Shi Feiyang, you've been living a life of luxury in the Yihua Palace for over a decade, and this is all you've got?"

Suddenly, she formed a hand seal and unleashed the "Ice Soul Sealing Heaven" technique of the Mingyu Gong! In an instant, the air within a radius of ten feet froze, and Shi Feiyang felt as if his limbs had fallen into an ice cave, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Young Master, I still have a trump card up my sleeve!" Shi Feiyang gritted his teeth and activated the Nine Heavens Sword Manual, channeling his divine soul power into the Xuan Shuang Blade. Ancient runes appeared on the blade, and he unleashed "Sword Ruins Annihilation," the sword light transforming into a dazzling galaxy, forcefully tearing through the ice curtain.

Seeing this, Yaoyue's eyes flashed with surprise. She then unleashed one of the ultimate moves of the Mingyu Gong, "Mingyu Thousand Waves," as layer upon layer of icy waves surged towards Shi Feiyang. The two exchanged blows in the peach grove. Shi Feiyang would sometimes roll on the ground to dodge like a rogue, and sometimes skillfully deflect the attacks, all the while cracking jokes: "If the Palace Master's Ice Palm were used to make shaved ice, it would definitely fetch a good price!"

"If you taught this trick to the kitchen staff, they wouldn't even need a knife to cut vegetables!" This angered Yaoyue so much that her jade-like face turned frosty, and her attacks became even more fierce.

In the midst of the fierce battle, Shi Feiyang's gaze was suddenly drawn to the silver hairpin in Yaoyue's hair—the very one he had secretly hidden away before.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately made a bold decision: he abandoned his defense and unleashed his ultimate skill, "Sword Master of the Sundial."

In that instant, the flow of time seemed to distort around them, and Yaoyue's movements became unusually slow.

Seizing the opportunity, Shi Feiyang rushed to Yaoyue, gently pinched her chin, and then snatched the silver hairpin from her. He whispered in her ear, "Palace Mistress, I'll borrow this hairpin for now!"

Yaoyue felt both ashamed and angry. Her Mingyu Gong erupted, and a chill froze the surrounding peach grove.

Shi Feiyang was frozen inside the ice pillar, but he could still grin and say, "Is the Palace Master going to turn me into an ice sculpture? Remember to put it in the kitchen, so I can help watch over the desserts!"

At the critical moment, the sound of the Jade Flute of the Palace Master Lianxing came from afar.

Yaoyue paused slightly, withdrawing her impending fatal blow.

She glared at Shi Feiyang, her eyes flashing with cold light: "I'll spare your life for now, but if you dare disobey my orders again, I will tear you to pieces!"

After saying that, she left gracefully, leaving behind only a messy peach grove and a shivering Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang broke free from the ice pillar, patted the ice shards off his body, looked in the direction Yaoyue had left, and chuckled: "This ice queen is hotter than the steamer in the imperial kitchen when she fights."

He fiddled with the silver hairpin in his hand and suddenly felt that life in the Flower Palace was becoming more and more interesting.

Lianxing walked to Shi Feiyang's side and said, "My sister said that a grown man like you is really not suitable to stay in Yihua Palace. She probably wants to kill you, but after all, we've been sisters for over ten years. You should leave!"

Hearing this order to leave, Shi Feiyang felt extremely uncomfortable. After all, he had lived here happily for over a decade, and had secretly admired the body of the most beautiful woman in the world, Yaoyue, countless times. Sigh!

Shi Feiyang nodded wistfully, tucked the Xuan Shuang Blade into his waistband, and slowly walked into the peach blossom grove. In the night of the Yihua Palace, the perpetual chill of a thousand years acted like an invisible veil, enveloping the entire palace in a mysterious and gloomy atmosphere.

Nangong Xiaodie, a woman with a light and graceful figure, stumbled through the peach blossom maze. The fragments of the Lotus Sutra she carried in her bosom were pressing painfully against her ribs from being held so tightly for so long.

Her embroidered shoes were already torn by the rocks, and drops of blood seeping from her ankles fell onto the frost, instantly freezing into dark red ice crystals. Although her steps were unsteady, her eyes revealed an indomitable determination.

Ahead, the rumbling sound of ice cracking in the Rebirth Pool continued to echo, and the chilling air, like a ghostly hand, tightly gripped her skirt.

In that instant, she seemed to see her father, Nangong Jun, with his majestic figure, holding up the palm print of the Dragon Soaring Nine Styles, while her brother, Nangong Wen, mercilessly pierced her chest with his Meteor Falling hidden weapon.

"Girl, are you going to the Pool of Rebirth to become a bride?" A teasing voice came from above.

Shi Feiyang hung upside down on a peach branch, his Xuan Shuang Blade twirling rapidly as he picked up the jade hairpin in her hair. "This hairpin is even more exquisite than the sugar paintings in the kitchen, but..." Before he could finish speaking, Shi Feiyang suddenly flipped down, activating his Mingyu Gong to create a powerful vortex that pulled Nangong Xiaodie into the air, skillfully avoiding the ice fissure that suddenly appeared beneath her feet.

Nangong Xiaodie was still in shock when she saw Shi Feiyang lean in front of her, with a few peach petals still stuck to the tip of his nose.

He said jokingly, "I have no way to repay the life-saving grace, so I might as well..."

A cool kiss suddenly landed on her burning cheek. As he spoke, Shi Feiyang tucked the fragment of the Lotus Sutra he had stolen from Nangong Xiaodie's pocket into his own bosom. When he put the jade hairpin back in her hair, his fingertips deliberately brushed against her reddened earlobe, as if he were enjoying the subtle touch.

Suddenly, the Palace Master of Yaoyue Palace snorted coldly, piercing the silent night sky like a chilling wind. Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang immediately wore a bitter expression, looking like a wilted eggplant. He hurriedly said, "Palace Master, spare my life! I'll leave right away!"

Immediately afterward, he grabbed Nangong Xiaodie's wrist and ran, muttering as he ran, "Don't be afraid, girl. Follow me, and you'll eat and drink well, definitely better than those icy snacks from Yihua Palace!"

At the tender age of 18, Nangong Xiaodie was lightly kissed by Shi Feiyang, and her fair face immediately flushed red. Then, she was suddenly led by the handsome man's hand, and she was stunned. Her whole body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. She stumbled and followed Shi Feiyang, as if she were a puppet being led by fate.

On the precipice outside the Yihua Palace, the moonlight, like water, cast two figures in a distorted and mysterious light. Xiao Chong, the number one assassin in the world, held his goose-feather blade across his chest, the blade reflecting the scarlet wedding dress of his superior, He Qiulian, whom he was to marry, like a streak of blood in the night.

The black flag of the Thunderfire Battalion, the assassin organization Xiao Chong once belonged to, fluttered in the wind. The poisoned crossbow bolts in the hands of its assassins gleamed with a chilling blue light, like ghosts lurking in the night. He Qiulian's laughter was like a viper's hiss as she provocatively asked, "Does Young Master Xiao truly intend to risk his life for the Nangong family?"

He Qiulian's words carried a hint of sarcasm, "Do you still remember the days when you and I practiced swordsmanship on living people at the Blood Rain Tower?"

"Hey! Isn't this Romeo and Juliet?" Shi Feiyang suddenly jumped out from behind the tree, holding an oil paper package in his hand, like a clown suddenly appearing on a stage, speaking strange words that the world could not understand.

He said jokingly, "Try my 'Ice and Fire'! The outer layer is made of the thousand-year-old ice of the Rebirth Pool, and the filling is made of bursting chili peppers from the Western Regions. It's a perfect match for your love and hate!"

He spoke in a strange language that none of the people in front of him could understand, then tossed the pastries into the air. The Xuan Shuang Blade was drawn, drawing a half-moon shape, and the pastries instantly turned into dust. Hidden within the dust were twelve bone-piercing nails, like stars suddenly appearing in the night sky.

He Qiulian's expression changed drastically. She flicked out a nine-section steel whip from her sleeve. The barbs at the tip of the whip gleamed with a poisonous blue light, like a venomous snake lurking in the night.

Shi Feiyang released Nangong Xiaodie's delicate hand and used the "Transferring Flowers and Jade" divine skill. His body fluttered like butterfly wings, and He Qiulian's steel whip strangely turned towards her own assassin, like a silent drama.

With a dozen or so sharp cracks, more than a dozen black-clad men from the Thunderfire Camp were instantly shattered by steel whips. The other black-clad men, terrified, turned and fled, disappearing into the distance as if driven by the shadow of death. Xiao Chong exclaimed in amazement, "Transplanting Flowers and Jade? The Transplanting Flower Palace's ultimate technique is truly remarkable! How can a man like me know the Transplanting Flower Palace's ultimate technique!" His voice was filled with surprise and admiration, as if he had discovered a new continent.

With a smile on his face, Shi Feiyang said gently to He Qiulian, "Sister, you are too modest!" He drew the Xuan Shuang Blade with a smile and then used the ultimate technique "Sword Intent Ruins" from the Nine Heavens Sword Manual. The surrounding peach forest seemed to be given life and grew wildly.

Each peach blossom petal transformed into an incredibly sharp flying knife, hurtling towards He Qiulian like a raging storm.

Witnessing this, Xiao Chong was taken aback. He swiftly swung his goose-feather saber, its blade cleaving through the poisonous mist before clashing with the Xuan Shuang Blade, sparks flying. In that instant, He Qiulian's contorted face was illuminated by the flames, but Xiao Chong's timely intervention, splitting open the peach grove, successfully saved He Qiulian's life. Facing the crisis, He Qiulian screamed, "Thunderfire Spreads!" She struck out with both palms, and the flames that exploded from her palms quickly ignited the peach grove.

Upon seeing this, Shi Feiyang's pupils suddenly contracted. He activated the Mingyu Gong, and his skin became as transparent as jade. The icy blue true energy flowing in his blood vessels collided with the flames, actually condensing into thousands of ice crystals.

Immediately afterwards, he unleashed "Sword Qi Calamity," and the sword energy erupting from the Xuan Shuang Blade was like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, forcefully splitting the sea of ​​fire in two.

A sly smile crept across Shi Feiyang's lips. With a flick of his sleeve, unexpectedly, instead of hidden weapons, twenty lively field mice flew out. These field mice were coated with the freezing poison of the Rebirth Pool; wherever they went, the grass and trees froze into ice.

He Qiulian's skirt froze instantly. She stared in horror at Shi Feiyang's "Sword Domain Annihilation," which formed a sword domain within a radius of ten feet, with thousands of sword energies pouring down like a torrential rain.

"I'll definitely settle this score with you next time!" He Qiulian swung her long whip, severing the ice chains, and led her remaining subordinates into the night.

Shi Feiyang dusted himself off, turned around, raised an eyebrow at Xiao Chong, and teased, "Brother, how about you do part in escorting the beauty home? As for the reward..."

He took out Nangong Xiaodie's jade hairpin from his pocket and gently shook it. "I'll give you half a piece of osmanthus sugar cake!"

Only then did I realize that Nangong Xiaodie was very beautiful, like a fairy in a painting.

She has a pair of bright, star-like eyes that seem to see into people's hearts and tell endless stories.

Her slender, willow-leaf eyebrows curved gently, like distant mountains shrouded in mist, adding a touch of softness and gentleness. Beneath her pert nose, her cherry lips, naturally red without rouge, were slightly pursed, revealing a hint of shyness and reserve.

Her skin was as white as snow and as delicate as frost, so fine that it seemed a gentle touch would bring a blush. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a soft golden glow upon her, making her appear even more ethereal, like a celestial maiden descended to earth.

She wore a light pink long dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, both fresh and charming.

The skirt is embroidered with delicate butterfly patterns, so lifelike that they seem ready to take flight at any moment.

A pale purple ribbon was tied around her waist, outlining her graceful figure and adding to her femininity and charm.

At this moment, Nangong Xiaodie looked at Shi Feiyang's profile, which was reddened by the firelight, and her cheeks involuntarily began to heat up.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembling gently, like butterflies fluttering their wings, revealing a touch of shyness and girlish tenderness.

Her hands were gently folded in front of her chest, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, revealing her inner panic and shyness.

In the distance, the lights of Nangongwan flickered in the night.

Nangong Xiaodie suddenly wished this road would never end—after all, who could be as fierce as a demon god when saving people with a sword, yet as shameless as a rogue when stealing their fragrance, making her heart pound like a deer?

……

At the Jiang residence, a hundred miles away from Yihua Palace, the great hero Yan Nantian sensed that Yaoyue might still try to kill Jiang Feng. Therefore, he advised Jiang Feng to temporarily avoid the limelight.

Therefore, Yaoyue and Lianxing decided to ambush Jiang Feng and Hua Yuenü. To ensure the success of their operation, they also invited outsiders to participate in the ambush. Furthermore, in order to get rid of Shi Feiyang, Yaoyue came up with a seemingly reasonable excuse: Shi Feiyang is a man and should no longer stay in Yihua Palace.

At this moment, the most handsome man in the world, born into a wealthy family, was dressed in coarse clothes, driving a dilapidated carriage, and hurrying along a long-abandoned old road. If anyone saw him now, no one would believe that he was the same dashing young master who leaned on his horse and crossed the bridge, spending money like water.

……

The evening clouds, as red as blood, dyed the glazed tiles of Nangongwan a dark gold.

Shi Feiyang rode on his skinny horse, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, occasionally poking at the jade hairpin in Nangong Xiaodie's hair: "Miss, you should change this hairpin. I'll steal one for you tomorrow, one inlaid with a luminous pearl."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Chong's goose-feather saber suddenly came out of its sheath, its cold light cleaving through the thin mist in the forest and startling a flock of crows.

"The Thunderfire Battalion is coming." Xiao Chong's voice was as cold as ice, and the blood groove on the back of his blade reflected three bone-piercing nails that had pierced through the air.

Shi Feiyang let out a strange cry, rolled off his horse, and grabbed Nangong Xiaodie's skirt, saying, "Miss, lend me your shoulder to hide!" But as he fell to the ground, he used "Shifting Flowers and Receiving Jade," and three hundred and thirty-three poisonous nails flew back, turning several men in black three zhang away into pincushions.

"What superb skills!" Nangong Xiaodie's cheeks flushed.

Before he could even stand up straight, Shi Feiyang had already taken out some glutinous rice from his deerskin bag and scattered it into the air.

The grains of rice transformed into golden light in mid-air, colliding with the hidden weapons of the pursuing assassins and exploding with crackling sounds.

Shi Feiyang said jokingly, "See that? This is called the 'Five Grains Demon-Suppressing Formation,' it's much more effective than your Thunderfire Camp's piece of junk!"

As he shouted, he pulled out an oil paper package from his pocket, inside which was half a piece of moldy osmanthus cake. "Try this hidden weapon? If you eat it, you won't want to eat for ten years!" When he and Xiao Chong escorted Nangong Xiaodie back to Nangong Wan, the sunset was burning red across the sky.

The vermilion gate swung open with a roar, and Nangong Jun, dressed in a long robe with gold-threaded python patterns, slowly walked out, surrounded by twelve guards holding halberds.

His gaze swept over the goose-feather saber at Xiao Chong's waist, and his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up: "Could it be the number one assassin in the martial world, 'Blood Blade Without a Trace,' Master Xiao?"

Xiao Chong knelt on one knee, the blade striking the bluestone slab heavily: "I am willing to serve the Nangong family like a dog or a horse."

"Good! Good!" Nangong Jun said "good" three times in a row, his beard trembling with excitement. Suddenly, he caught sight of Shi Feiyang hiding behind Nangong Xiaodie, and his face immediately darkened. "Where did this wild brat come from?"

Shi Feiyang grinned and pulled out half a broken hairpin from his sleeve: "Master Nangong has a good eye! I am the 'Outcast Brand' roasted sweet potato that just came out of the oven at Yihua Palace!" He deliberately shook the broken hairpin, which was the trophy he had torn off during his fierce battle with Yaoyue the day before. "But don't worry, besides being good at stealing chickens and dogs, I can also break the Peach Blossom Formation—like this!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Nangong Xiaodie's hand and drew a strange symbol on her palm.

Nangong Xiaodie let out a soft moan, her cheeks flushed crimson. Nangong Jun flew into a rage, unleashing a deafening palm strike of the Dragon Soaring Nine Styles: "How dare these lackeys of the Yihua Palace run wild in my Nangong family? Beat them out with sticks!"

Shi Feiyang yelled and used his mysterious "Hidden Body and Name" lightness skill to dodge and weave through the guards' weapons, not forgetting to turn back and wink: "Master, calm down! I'll be leaving now, but before I go, I must say—if you used your palm technique to swat flies, I guarantee you wouldn't need incense all summer!" (End of this chapter)