Kamimine

Chapter 176 A Slap Smash
"A bunch of frogs in a well, weaklings of the first or second rank, with clumsy fire control skills, yet they are so proud of themselves."

Liu Chengfeng scoffed, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

"If you dare not wield the silver fire, you can forget about a peaceful end today."

Xiao Hanye's face was cold, filled with killing intent.

"A mere three training sessions and he's already talking big? He should be taught a lesson, or he'll never know his place."

Most of the swordsmiths present spoke out in rebuke, whether out of shared hatred or to curry favor with the Tiankui Kingdom.

“How dare a mere junior like him touch the silver fire? He might be burned to death.”

Some people even started to jeer on the spot.

"If we don't give an explanation today, we should be punished."

Seeing the surging public anger, Xu Xin also seized the opportunity to elaborate.

"How should they be punished?"

Xiao Hanye's killing intent surged, and the silver flames in his hand flickered. Even if he couldn't kill Liu Chengfeng, he should at least teach him a lesson.

"He may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment. He will be branded with silver and fire as a warning to others."

The Sword Emperor of the Distant Desert's gaze was icy, revealing a cruel glint.

"Just you?"

Liu Chengfeng sneered, showing them no respect.

"If you dare not wield silver fire, it's not too late to beg for mercy now. Otherwise, what are you so arrogant about?"

Other swordsmiths started jeering and shouting.

"That's right. If we can't defend ourselves, then let's leave a mark on them. Let them know that a third-level cultivator has no right to provoke a fourth-level cultivator."

As the Sword Emperor of the Distant Desert approached, the silver flames from his Four Refining Spirit Stove surged forth, intending to leave a mark on Liu Chengfeng.

The silver flames on Xiao Hanye's palm also shot up like silver flowers blooming on an iron tree.

"Then we'll leave our mark on you."

Liu Chengfeng let out a cold shout, and the sea of ​​blood roared, his blood energy like a rainbow. He used his sword-forging technique to press down on the Four Refinement Spirit Stove of the Far Desert Sword Emperor.

"court death--"

The Sword Emperor of the Distant Desert was more than he could have imagined. With a loud shout, he rode his silver flames and charged toward Liu Chengfeng.

The silver flames, like a dragon, roared and charged towards Liu Chengfeng.

"Break it for me——"

Liu Chengfeng roared, his divine blood howled, the sea of ​​blood roared to the heavens, and his sword-forging technique suppressed the turmoil.

Upon encountering the silver fire, it was as if it had met its nemesis, and was instantly suppressed into the spirit stove.

Liu Chengfeng would not give up so easily, so he suppressed the spirit stove and unleashed the silver fire.

With a blood sea of ​​fifty-one miles and the power of four innate refinements, he could control and command the Silver Flame at will.

The four spirit furnaces trembled violently, like a volcanic eruption, with silver flames raging and surging for three thousand miles, illuminating the sky.

"not good--"

The Sword Emperor of the Far Desert was horrified. His Four Refinement Spirit Stove cracked open, and all the silver flames poured out like a raging flood.

Xiao Han retreated hastily, trying to dodge the silver fire, but he still held the spirit stove silver fire of the Far Desert Sword Emperor in his hand.

The silver flames raged violently, and with a deafening roar, they suddenly exploded and sprayed out.

Furnace explosion!

The Sword Emperor of the Far Desert was blasted away, spitting out blood as silver flames engulfed him. He screamed in agony, terrified, and hurriedly tried to control the fire.

"you dare--"

Xiao Han retreated a thousand miles in the night, but the silver fire in his hand burned wildly, beyond his control, scorching his arm and causing him to scream in pain.

Many were caught in the crossfire; swordsmiths who couldn't escape were burned to a crisp, their screams echoing everywhere, even worse than those of the Far Desert Sword Emperor.

"You little beast, I'm going to kill you."

Enraged, the Sword Emperor of the Far Desert charged forward.

"Sword Emperor, if your skills are inferior, do not disgrace the swordsmiths."

Wei Rourou gave a soft shout, her voice gentle yet carrying immense power.

The enraged Sword Emperor of the Far Desert, who was about to charge forward, suddenly stopped, filled with fury.

In the world of swordsmiths, the Sword Pavilion holds a supreme position, like the divine realm of a divine dynasty.

With a single word from Master Xu, the swordsmith could be rendered powerless.

Xiao Hanye was also furious. As handsome as he was, he had lost an arm and it would take a long time to recover.

A murderous aura arose, and they all wanted to rush over and kill Liu Chengfeng.

Wei Rourou frowned slightly, and he could only stop abruptly, his cold gaze fixed on Liu Chengfeng.

"The oven exploded? How is that possible? How did they do that?"

The other swordsmiths were shocked and looked at Liu Chengfeng in disbelief.

How did a third-level swordsmith manage to cause a fourth-level spiritual furnace to explode? Even a fourth-level swordsmith couldn't do that.

"Young master, your fire control technique is truly unique and unprecedented."

Wei Rourou's bright eyes sparkled as she looked at Liu Chengfeng with great admiration.

She had followed Master Xu since childhood and had seen all kinds of fire control techniques.

She had never seen such a masterful and unrestrained technique as Liu Chengfeng's before.

"It's just a risky approach."

Xiao Hanye snorted coldly, his jealousy burning fiercely; he did like his senior sister.

Unfortunately, the falling flowers are full of affection, but the flowing water is indifferent.

"Mere fire control is nothing to speak of. Only some weaklings at the fourth level of cultivation are so smug, thinking they have mastered some amazing skill."

Liu Chengfeng looked down with disdain, laughing at all the heroes.

The swordsmiths present were so angry that they vomited blood. They glared at Liu Chengfeng, but they were powerless to do anything about it.

"let's go."

Empress Su Nianyu of Qiuchi gave him a deep look. No matter what, he was always so fearless and domineering.

"Arsonist and perpetrator of evil deeds in Huangxu, you must first give a proper explanation, otherwise, don't even think about leaving."

General Xu Xin would not easily let Liu Chengfeng go.

"Go away——"

Su Nianyu was furious, and she was not afraid that Xu Xin was stronger than her.

"That's right, get the hell out of here—"

Liu Chengfeng stood beside her, his murderous aura raging, exuding the power of a tiger or wolf.

Even if someone stronger comes today, he will fight them!
"Xu Xin, this is not your place to give orders. Step back."

Even the gentle and demure Wei Rourou was angered, her face darkening.

Sword Pavilion is indeed Sword Pavilion; Wei Rourou's anger carries considerable weight.

General Xu Xin's expression changed, caught in a dilemma.

"General Xu, the War Emperor has ordered that those who should be arrested must be apprehended without exception."

At this moment, a deep shout rang out, and the imperial palace appeared at the other end, its imperial might stretching for thousands of miles, awe-inspiring and intimidating.

Seated in the hall was the young imperial prince, his robe embroidered with golden dragons. His aura of power, like that of a dragon and an elephant, stretched for thousands of miles, making it hard for people to breathe.

Golden-armored guards stood in rows before the palace, their imposing presence and strict discipline creating a majestic and awe-inspiring scene, their imperial power as vast as mountains and rivers, their imperial might as overwhelming as a torrent.

"The Heavenly Prince!"

Upon seeing the young imperial prince, many were startled and bowed deeply in reverence.

Zhu Daoyu, son of Emperor Tiankui, is the crown prince of the Tiankui Divine Kingdom.

“Your Highness has overstepped your bounds.”

The gentle Wei Rourou suddenly flew into a rage.

“Miss Wei, if you are dissatisfied, complain to the War Emperor, and we will follow his orders.”

The son of the Heavenly Emperor was imposing and unafraid of Wei Rourou, even though his father was a supreme god.

The others remained silent, too terrified to utter a word.

Whether it's Master Xu or the War Emperor, they are both behemoths; who would dare to get involved?

"General Xu, take him down."

Zhu Daoyu, the son of the Heavenly Emperor, exuded an imposing aura, sitting high above the imperial palace, issuing commands and orders.

"You will all surrender, or you will be killed without mercy."

Xu Xin's beastly breath seemed to devour the sky, and his blade's power was overwhelming.

Liu Chengfeng and Su Nianyu exchanged a glance, their fighting spirit rising!
"What do you take my Sword Hut for?" A cold, aged voice rang out, and a hand slapped over.

Xu Xin was terrified. He roared like a lion, and his protective barrier rose up...

But it was all for naught. With a "bang," he was sent flying thousands of miles away, his blood splattering across the sky.

"Master Xu—"

Countless people were shocked, watching helplessly as Xu Xin was sent flying.

"Master Xu—"

Sword-forging Master, Xu Tian!
All the swordsmiths present, regardless of how many times they had forged the sword, prostrated themselves and kowtowed in worship.

To the swordsmiths, Master Xu's divine power surpasses that of any other deity.

In the Azure Realm, there are several main gods, but only two swordsmiths who have reached the highest level of the fourth level of refinement.

One was Master Xu, and the other was his disciple Jiang Tiansheng, the junior master swordsmith.

"If the Tiankui Kingdom has any grievances, let the War Emperor speak to me."

Although Master Xu did not show his face, his words were shocking and everyone was horrified.

Even the majestic and domineering Prince Tiankui cowered in fear.

"Master, please forgive me."

Even after the emperor descended from the palace, Zhu Daoyu dared not show his face.

Master Xu is not someone the son of the Heavenly Emperor has the right to challenge. Even the ancient god Shun had to ask him for help, let alone others.

Su Nianyu left with Liu Chengfeng, and no one dared to stop them.

"How about you come to our ancient Shun Kingdom, young master?"

As soon as they left the sword hut, a maidservant came after them to invite them to a gathering. She was dressed in palace attire, acted arrogantly, and considered herself superior to others.

The palace maids of the ancient Shun Kingdom held a very important status.

"The ancient Shun Kingdom?"

Liu Chengfeng glanced at her.

“My goddess wishes to invite you to join her family; she will surely reward you handsomely.”

The maid was a servant girl who served the goddess of ancient Shun and came to recruit Liu Chengfeng.

Seeing how domineering the Kingdom of Keke was, they directly snatched people, not taking the Kingdom of Yanxi seriously at all.

"No thanks, I'm not interested."

Liu Chengfeng refused.

"You flatter me. My goddess is the future chief goddess..."

Rejected by Liu Chengfeng, the maid was embarrassed.

"I'll be a god someday, so what's so great about that?"

Liu Chengfeng ignored him and left with Empress Su Nianyu of Qiuchi.

In the ancient castle of Jianlu, an old man overlooks the world, taking in the entire realm of the Sacrifice to the Plains and the forging of swords to the Plains.

The old man had white hair like frost, eyes like torches, and four arms like coiled dragons. He wore a short-sleeved mandarin jacket.

He was the pinnacle of swordsmithing, Xu Tian.

"What an amazing fire control technique! Just imagine how skilled he is."

Xu Tian watched Liu Chengfeng leave the Sword Pavilion.

"He must be a fifth-level cultivator, a genius unparalleled throughout the ages."

Beside him stood a stunningly beautiful woman, her voice soft and melodious.

Xu Tian glanced sideways, incredulous; he had never heard her praise someone like that before.

"Five refinements? Impossible."

Xu Tian shook his head.

"Perhaps we can refine to the sixth level in the future."

The stunning beauty watched Liu Chengfeng leave, and it took her a long time to look away.

"I am unworthy of such praise from you."

Xu Tian was speechless.

The stunning beauty sighed softly, saying nothing more.

"What happened?"

Xu Tian asked.

The stunning beauty remained silent.

The area of ​​Jiyuan Qianfu contains thousands of cave dwellings, and the Yanxi Kingdom also possesses a vast cave dwelling here, resembling a small city.

After all, Yanxi Kingdom was once a divine kingdom, and even though it has declined, it still has its foundation.

Back in her cave, Su Nianyu had her maid settle Liu Chengfeng in, and then she removed her golden dragon armor and put on a dragon robe.

Upon seeing Su Nianyu in a dragon robe, Liu Chengfeng's eyes lit up.

The dragon robe was wide, but it still couldn't hide her tall figure, long, slender legs, and pert breasts.

"Miss-"

Looking at the beauty, Liu Chengfeng felt a strong urge to seduce her.

Su Nianyu gave him a cold look.

"Don't try to climb the social ladder by associating with me."

She was just trying to annoy him.

"My wife, do you think this is a way for me to climb the social ladder?"

Liu Chengfeng, with his large, restless hands, wrapped his arm around Liu's waist, and, with boundless audacity, attempted to climb the snow-capped peak.

Su Nianyu was struck dumb, her body went limp and she almost couldn't stand up. She was so embarrassed and angry that she kicked him.

"Hey, young lady, you're too heartless! A day apart feels like three autumns, how can you treat me like this?"

Liu Chengfeng was kicked out and was so angry he gritted his teeth.

"You, you sit down properly—"

Su Nianyu blushed, but kept a straight face, displaying her imperial authority, and glared at him with her beautiful eyes.

"Okay, I'll sit down."

Liu Chengfeng, incredibly audacious, sat right next to her.

She glared at me with murderous intent, so I had no choice but to behave myself.

"Can I move a little closer?"

Seeing Liu Chengfeng's pitiful appearance, he boldly reached out and put his arm around Liu's waist.

Despite her imposing and icy demeanor, Su Nianyu glared at him, but her heart softened, and she let him hold her.

Liu Chengfeng also behaved himself, staying close to her and inhaling her fragrance.

Sitting upright on the throne, the man he had been longing for day and night was right beside him, his body as solid and reliable as a mountain.

Leaning lightly on the shoulder, one feels unafraid of the sky falling or the earth cracking.

The masculine scent lingered around her nose, making Su Nianyu's heart flutter like a deer.

She composed herself, maintaining her imperial posture, her icy face gently flushed with a blush.

"Is Qiuchi Kingdom well?"

Liu Chengfeng never expected to meet her here, and it was truly amazing that she had become the Empress of Yanxi Kingdom.

"Flying out of the shallows, I thought you had forgotten."

Su Nianyu gave him a cold glance, harboring resentment, and made sarcastic remarks.

"Heaven and earth bear witness, I have been thinking of my wife day and night, and I long to return to her side."

Liu Chengfeng swore an oath, with heaven and earth as witnesses.

You're the best at being sarcastic.

Su Nianyu looked at him coldly, but secretly felt sweet inside. Her resentment vanished, and she kept a straight face, but her body was close to his.

"Stop being so glib. Fighting alongside my wife is wonderful. Her combat skills are dazzling..."

Su Nianyu burst out laughing at his antics.

Liu Chengfeng couldn't help but stare at her beauty, so stunning that he wanted to pull her into his arms and melt her into his body.

Before they knew it, the two leaned closer together and talked about what would happen after they parted.

"I was sent to the Yanxi Kingdom after entering the ancient kingdom of Lihuo, where I received the protection and approval of the Yanxi God and was blessed..."

Empress Qiuchi recounted everything that had happened since their separation.

(End of this chapter)