King of Hundred Victories Saber

He slightly parted his lips and softly said, ”My dear, as I embark on this journey, the path ahead is akin to a treacherous road filled with thorns, fraught with dangers and lurking crises. But the justice of the Jianghu needs to be upheld, and the peace of the world must be guarded. How can I retreat? For these reasons, I have no choice but to tread on this unknown journey. But rest assured, I will do my utmost to return safely and continue our everlasting marital bond.”

His words, like the gentlest breeze of spring, carried a firm promise that wafted gently into the hearts of the ladies, slightly easing their previously tense feelings.

Upon hearing this, Yili’s eyes suddenly welled up with crystal-clear tears, akin to dewdrops rolling on a lotus leaf in the morning, shimmering with tiny glimmers of light in the faint illumination, charmingly moving. She restrained her inner worry and reluctance, managing to pull out a gentle smile from the corners of her mouth, a smile tinged with a slight tremor like a flower swaying in the wind.

With a slight tremor in her voice full of deep affection, she said, ”My husband, you must be extremely cautious. Every day from now on, I will be praying sincerely for you before the Buddha, hoping for your safe return soon. Every minute and every second, my heart will be closely with you, just wishing you can stay away from all danger.” As she spoke, she unconsciously took a small step forward, her hands instinctively wanting to hold onto Shi Feiyang, as if that could keep him by her side.

Lin Wanqing’s eyes reddened, and she hurried forward quickly, her eyes full of concern and heartache. Tenderly she said, ”Husband, this journey is through high mountains and distant waters; you must be extra careful. There’s nothing at home that you need to worry about; we will guard this home and wait for your triumphant return. You must stay safe and sound, as this is our greatest wish.” Saying this, she stretched out her hand and gently tugged at Shi Feiyang’s sleeve, as if she was grasping the last bit of support, her fingers exerting force, causing her fingertips to turn white.

Although Liu Guihua was naturally straightforward, at this moment her eyes were slightly wet. She strode up to Shi Feiyang, her voice still hearty but carrying a hint of choking, ”Husband, go forth boldly; we all believe you can conquer that wicked villain and come back safely! You are our hero, and nothing can hinder you.” Saying this, she heavily patted Shi Feiyang’s shoulder, an action that seemed powerful but was actually filled with her deep concern and care for Shi Feiyang.

At this moment, Gong Simeng gracefully approached, eyes red and on the verge of tears as she came to Shi Feiyang’s side.

She tightly clenched the hem of her garment, her voice choked with tears as she said, ”Shi Lang, you’re going, and my heart is about to break. I can do nothing but wait here foolishly every day for your return. You must stay safe; should anything happen to you, I wish not to live anymore.”

She spoke while gently wiping the tears at the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief; her appearance evocative of pity, making one unable to bear the sadness.

Bai Zhi also shyly stepped forward, eyes red, her voice quivering, ”Shi Lang, with you departing now, Bai Zhi’s heart is in her throat. Bai Zhi will chant prayers for you every day, pleading for the heavens to protect you safely. You must return; Bai Zhi still hopes to serve you continuously.” She bowed her head, her hands anxiously twisting together, her slightly trembling body revealing her extreme inner worry.

In an instant, the affectionate words of the ladies intertwined like a symphony full of longing and concern, echoing in this small corner of the world. Shi Feiyang nodded and, after breakfast, set off with Xie Wen and Shi Xiong for Blood Pool. Their figures seemed somewhat thin in the morning light but exuded a sense of unwavering resolve.

Along the way, the cold wind remained biting, like countless sharp little blades that cut the face like knives, causing intense pain.

But Shi Feiyang and the others did not flinch.

Their eyes were firm, hearts holding just one belief: to uncover the secrets of Blood Pool, to eradicate the Blood Demon, the scourge of the Jianghu.

The cold wind resembled a herd of runaway beasts, madly ravaging the vast world of ice and snow, issuing mournful howls, seemingly dragging all existence into the endless abyss of darkness.

Zhong Renwang, Xie Zhichuan, Dugu Yan, and Ding Hong, like four stray dogs, with disheveled forms and staggered footsteps, closely followed behind the greedy woman Xu Niang, Li Wuduo, fleeing all the way to Blood Pool.

Upon entering Blood Pool, high cliffs surrounded, akin to the ferocious ancient beasts in a frightful pose, enclosing the mere acre-sized Blood Pool securely at the center. The water in the pool presented a terrifying crimson, like freshly spilled blood, continuously churning and surging, emitting an intense, pungent smell of blood permeating the entire space, making one nauseous at the scent.

This scene felt like standing at the eerie and horrifying entrance of Hell, sending shivers down the spine.

Under the guidance of Li Wuduo, Zhong Renwang and the others came before the Blood Demon.

Instantly, they all knelt, extremely respectful in posture, with expressions full of awe.

Zhong Renwang spoke first, his voice carrying a tone of deliberate humility and flattery, ”Blood Demon elder, the younger has long heard of your illustrious name, ringing like thunder in the ears; today, to have the fortune of meeting you is indeed a blessing thrice over in life. We come here boldly due to the occurrence of a shocking tragedy in the Jianghu, seeking your advice.”

He slightly raised his head, a flicker of unnoticeable cunning in his eyes, stealthily observing the Blood Demon’s expression while continuing to embellish and fabricate stories, saying, ”That Shi Feiyang, with the heart of wolves, acts viciously and outrageously. To seize the Shandong Giant Whale Gang’s Xu Fu Immortal Pill and the Holy Heart Technique, he audaciously took action, ruthlessly slaughtering more than one hundred fifty members of the Gang Leader’s family. From the elderly and infirm, unable to move, to infants still in swaddling clothes and waiting to be fed, none escaped his cruel hands. Such atrocious acts defy the heavens and are resented by gods and men alike!”