While writing a diary at Zongwu, Wang Yuyan falls in love with someone else.

Gao Li and Ma Feng were tense, their hearts pounding with anxiety.

Although they had never seen Jiang Sishui before, the newcomer's ability to kill Ximen Yu in one move undoubtedly meant that his strength was far superior to theirs.

With their lives now in the hands of others, how can they remain calm?

Upon seeing that Jian was seriously injured and on the verge of death, Jiang Sishui dismounted and examined her injuries, frowning as she asked, "How did she get hurt?"

Ma Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he frantically winked at Gao Li.

However, Gao Li also deeply resented his actions, and not wanting to offend Jiang Sishui, he unhesitatingly revealed the whole story.

Ma Feng's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his body trembled violently.

He didn't know what the relationship was between Jiang Sishui and Hou Jian (Hao Zhao Hao), but his intuition told him that he was in trouble!

After listening, Jiang Sishui gave Ma Feng a deep look, then took out a jade pendant and tossed it to Gao Li.

Gao Li caught it instinctively.

Just as he was about to ask, Jiang Sishui said, "You can leave now."

“…Wh…what?” Gao Li was taken aback.

Jiang Sishui didn't explain, but said calmly, "Keep the jade pendant safe. If you lose it, I'll kill you."

Gao Li: "..."

He felt completely bewildered, utterly confused, and had no idea what Jiang Sishui's words and actions meant.

But he was also a sensible person; since Jiang Sishui hadn't explained it clearly, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He carefully put away the jade pendant, gave a respectful bow, and hurriedly left Guang.

With his companion gone, Ma Feng panicked even more.

In a moment of terror, Jiang Sishui's gaze fell upon him, and then she pointed at Hou Jian: "Go, take your divine sword and pierce her heart."

229 The Powerful Witch Lord, The Death of the Sword Child

Upon hearing this, Ma Feng's eyes widened immediately: "You're also a member of the Rain Clan? How come I've never seen you before?"

Jiang Sishui had no time for idle chatter and said, "Whether I am a member of the Rain Clan or not is none of your business. Now, pick up your divine sword."

Ma Feng subconsciously shook his head: "No! I don't want to! Hou Jian is mine! I don't want her to forget me!"

Jiang Sishui gave a cold laugh: "So you'd rather watch her die than have her become the Witch Lord?"

A flicker of struggle crossed Ma Feng's face, then he lowered his head and remained silent.

Even Du Bingyan couldn't stand his behavior and scolded him, "What a selfish bastard!"

Jiang Sishui was not surprised by this and said coldly, "If you don't do as I say, I'll kill you right now."

Ma Feng shuddered.

He then realized that the other party was not discussing things with him, but giving him an order.

Because he had absolutely no room for negotiation.

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Ma Feng's heart. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and went to draw the divine sword.

He didn't want to die, so he had no choice but to do as Jiang Sishui said.

Jiang Sishui watched his retreating figure and said calmly, "You can try to escape. But once I catch you, I will crush your bones one by one."

Afterwards, 377 didn't look at Ma Feng, but squatted down next to Hou Jian.

"Rain Clan witchcraft is indeed powerful; I almost couldn't catch up. If I had arrived any later, you would have been dead."

As he spoke, he pointed.

The white light of the "purification spell" shone out, enveloping Hou Jian completely.

"It has helped you remove the dragon saliva power from your body caused by the 'dragon saliva tea,' so that when you become a sorcerer, you will be able to completely forget all your troubles."

Jiang Sishui thought to herself silently.

At the same time, Ma Feng had obediently brought the divine sword with him.

Jiang Sishui glanced at him and said calmly, "Let's do it."

Ma Feng tightened his grip on the sword, and despite his reluctance, he had no choice but to step forward.

He slightly raised the sword tip, aiming it at Hou Jian's heart, but hesitated to stab him.

"Hurry up!" Jiang Sishui snapped.

Ma Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he dared not delay any longer. He closed his eyes and thrust his longsword forward.

Du Bingyan watched from the side, her heart leaping into her throat.

Although Jiang Sishui said that this was the final step for Hou Jian to advance to the position of Witch Lord, things were not yet settled, and the kind-hearted woman could not help but worry about Hou Jian.

The divine sword pierced Hou Jian's heart, and a flash of azure light appeared. Then, a powerful magical force erupted from Hou Jian's body, sending Ma Feng flying, sword and all!

Ma Feng fell heavily to the ground, his blood surging, feeling as if his internal organs were about to shift.

Propping himself up with his arms, Ma Feng watched as Hou Jian's body was enveloped in a dazzling blue light, like a solar halo, before he stood upright and slowly rose into the air. Ma Feng grinned, both crying and laughing at the same time.

The final step towards becoming a Wizard Lord has begun, and it can no longer be stopped.

The little girl who used to follow him around calling him "big brother" ten years ago will no longer belong to him.

Thinking of this, Ma Feng felt a surge of resentment amidst his grief.

However, considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, he could only bury these feelings deep in his heart.

Du Bingyan gazed at Hou Jian hovering in the air, watching the sky ablaze with blue light like starlight, and murmured, "So beautiful. Brother Jiang, is she about to advance to the Witch Lord realm?"

Jiang Sishui nodded, looking at the setting sun about to disappear behind the mountain, and said, "When the first ray of sunlight shines on her tomorrow morning, she will be the true Witch Lord."

The true sorcerer...

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Ma Feng, who was standing nearby, suddenly remembered something and a thought immediately popped into his head.

"Ok?"

Jiang Sishui's "cicada senses" were activated, and she looked at Ma Feng based on her intuition.

Upon closer reflection, he understood.

"Bingyan, do you know how powerful the true shaman of the Rain Clan is?" Jiang Sishui asked seemingly casually.

Du Bingyan turned her head and looked over, blinking curiously: "How amazing is it?"

"Besides the wind and rain you've seen, there are also the ability to transmit sound over long distances, turn people into ice with a touch, restore shattered limbs, and even heal 99% of the world's injuries and illnesses in just a few breaths. And so on and so forth, the list goes on and on."

Du Bingyan: "..."

"As for combat power, even though she is a newly established sorcerer, there are probably few people below the demigod level who can rival her."

Du Bingyan was speechless with astonishment, too shocked to speak.

Jiang Sishui changed the subject: "Tell me, what would happen if such a powerful being attacked us after waking up?"

"She attacked us? No way! We have no grudge against her, we even saved her life, why would she want to harm us?"

"Yes, we saved her, but she doesn't know it. And what if someone then incites her to kill us?"

"Instigation?"

Du Bingyan was stunned for a moment, glanced at Ma Feng, vaguely understood, but became even more confused.

She asked, puzzled, "She can listen?"

"Yes!" Jiang Sishui said with certainty.

"Didn't Brother Jiang say that the new Witch Lord would forget all his past?"

"Yes."

"Why then?"

"Because the Rain Clan has a rule ingrained in their bones: every newly accomplished Witch Lord must fulfill a condition or wish for the person who helped her complete the final step."

Upon hearing this, Du Bingyan suddenly looked at Ma Feng: "Brother Jiang means..."

Jiang Sishui smiled slightly and looked at Ma Feng: "You're probably thinking of this right now, aren't you? Trying to use the new Witch Lord to kill me?"

Having his thoughts exposed, Ma Feng felt a chill run down his spine, and his scalp felt like it was about to explode.

He quickly shook his head in denial: "No! No! I didn't think that! I absolutely didn't think that!"

Jiang Sishui remained noncommittal: "Perhaps. But your character and guarantees are clearly less trustworthy than those of a dead person."

Ma Feng's expression changed drastically: "Go with the sword!"

The Rain Clan's divine sword immediately pierced Jiang Sishui, while he himself turned and ran.

Jiang Sishui flicked her finger, and the divine sword was sent flying twenty feet away.

With a flick of his toe, a pebble flew out, piercing through Ma Feng's true energy and piercing his head.

Ma Feng died on the spot.

The body, propelled by inertia, ran forward a short distance before crashing heavily to the ground.

The Rain Clan's divine sword flew back, but instead of attacking Jiang Sishui, it hovered over Ma Feng's corpse.