King of Hundred Victories Saber

She bit her lower lip slightly, murmuring to herself: ”Young Master Shi, where exactly are you? I’m really worried that you’re still trapped in the danger-filled Mingjian Manor. If you were captured by that despicable Dugu Chang and others, how could you endure such torture, and what am I supposed to do...”

Her voice was as gentle as the mildest spring breeze, lightly brushing past, yet it carried the weight of a thousand catties, stirring up waves like a raging storm in the hearts of Xie Wen and Shi Xiong.

Her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, her fingertips turned white from force, like lamb’s fat jade, as if she was clutching her last hope tightly at that moment. Her breathing grew increasingly rapid, and each breath trembled, just like her heart full of worry, restless and anxious.

In her heart, Shi Feiyang was no longer an ordinary Jianghu swordsman but the sunshine in her life, the only warmth and reliance she had in this complex Martial Arts world.

She closed her eyes, and Shi Feiyang’s figure involuntarily emerged in her mind—his graceful demeanor, determined eyes, gentle smile—all of which stirred her heart. She recalled that afternoon when she first met Shi Feiyang, the sunlight casting a perfect silhouette on him, and at that moment, her heart was gently stirred by an invisible hand, never to be calm again.

After that, every interaction with Shi Feiyang, every action and word of his, was carefully treasured in her heart, savored repeatedly.

Now, thinking that Shi Feiyang might be in danger, she felt as if her heart was pierced by countless fine needles, the pain spreading through her body, making it almost impossible to breathe.

In her heart, she called Shi Feiyang’s name over and over, her voice choked with tears: ”Young Master Shi, you must be safe, do you know? If you come to any harm, this world would be devoid of any light for me, and I would lose the courage to continue living...”

Her eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, tears welling up but held back, she needed to stay clear-headed, constantly watching for any movement below, hoping Shi Feiyang would appear safely.

Xie Wen heard this, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, revealing a cold smile, like frost and snow in the bitter cold of winter, exuding piercing chill and disdain for the enemies.

His gaze was as sharp as lightning, sweeping over those frantically searching inside the manor; his voice was like a great bell, reverberating in the sky with a confidence that reassured others: ”So what if he’s caught? These landbound shrimps here mean nothing in the presence of our Grand Squad Leader, Heroic Sakura Association wouldn’t be renowned in Jianghu, admired by countless heroes, if they were truly capable. Haha, how could these petty people make Shi Feiyang stumble when he stands tall and unshakable as a mountain?”

Before long, Shi Feiyang just stepped out from Dugu Yan’s secret chamber, the stone door behind him slowly closing with a dull sound, as if sealing away a segment of unknown, mysterious, and conspiratorial secrets.

However, he hadn’t steadied his footing when Dugu Chang, Li Yuannai, Li Yuanshun, Li Yuanjun, Li Yuanji, Li Yuanyou, and Li Yuanxiu surrounded him like hungry wolves with red eyes.

Their eyes flashed with greed and murderous intent, as if their gaze were fierce and urgent wolves eyeing a prey, shouting: ”That bastard Shi Feiyang is here, surround him quickly, kill him and avenge the five sons of our Mingjian Manor!”

The shouts rose and fell like overwhelming tides, wave after wave, threatening to drown Shi Feiyang completely.

In an instant, at least a thousand swordsmen surged from all directions like a tide, swarming over Shi Feiyang, layer upon layer, surrounding him impenetrably, leaving not even a breath of wind able to get through.

Shi Feiyang neither ran nor fled nor flew, his expression stern, like an ice mountain standing firm for a thousand years.

He coldly spoke to the encircling mass of swordsmen: ”Extinguishing others’ lamps won’t make yours any brighter; trying to block others’ paths will ultimately leave yourself with none. I, Shi Feiyang, walk upright and sit square, witnessing heaven and earth, and have never done anything disgraceful. You people, who preach morality and righteousness each day, yet do sordid deeds behind the scenes, are truly the scum of Jianghu and deserve death. Today, since you despicable ones force my hand, then I shall act, but once I do, I show no mercy. The blades have no eyes, those who know what’s good for them, leave this sinful den—Mingjian Manor!”

His voice was deep and powerful, like a warning from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying an aura that made others shiver, reverberating amidst the noisy Mingjian Manor. But what use was Shi Feiyang’s warning? No matter how good the words were or how philosophical the sayings, to these swordsmen blinded by Xu Fu Immortal Pill and Holy Heart Technique, filled with greed, it was nothing but an excuse for Shi Feiyang to escape.

They seemed puppets controlled by desire, seeing only the elusive dreams of immortality and dominating the Martial Arts world.

Dugu Chang led the charge, his eyes blazing with anger as if they would spit fire, his face muscles twitching violently due to fury, like twisted earthworms. In his hand, his long sword shook, executing the ”Eight Techniques of the Famous Sword”. This ”Eight Techniques of the Famous Sword” was the signature technique of Mingjian Manor, each sword move fiercely shone, like meteors densely streaking across the night sky.

Each thrust came with a sharp gust of wind, slicing the air into countless fragments. He executed the first move ”Sword Pointing to the Sky”, the long sword suddenly aimed at the sky, sword qi overflowing and crisscrossing, as if to summon thunder from beyond the nine heavens to strike Shi Feiyang.

However, Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique sprang into action, a powerful True Qi instantly forming a massive whirlpool, rapidly spinning, stirring the surrounding air to form a powerful current.

This current was like an invisible giant hand, forcibly deflecting Dugu Chang’s sword tip.

Yet, overwhelmed by hatred, Dugu Chang blindly executed the second move ”Meteor Chasing the Moon”, the sword momentum swift as a meteor, carrying unstoppable force, straight toward Shi Feiyang’s throat.

The sword tip flickered coldly, its chilling aura making one shiver. As he launched frenzied attacks on Shi Feiyang, he bellowed: ”Shi Feiyang, give me back my five brothers’ lives, hmph! Today is your death day, give me your life!”

However, within the powerful qi whirlpool of Shi Feiyang’s Bright Jade Technique, his sword tip was once again deflected, drawing a futile arc in the air.

Unrelenting, Li Yuannai, Li Yuanshun, Li Yuanjun, Li Yuanji, Li Yuanyou, Li Yuanxiu all attacked fiercely from the flanks, hoping to seal Shi Feiyang’s retreat.

Each holding a Serrated Golden Saber in one hand and a sharp black sword in the other, they alternated between blade and sword techniques, combining hardness and softness, yin and yang, unpredictably. The black sword was usually soft, yet now they slashed fiercely, each swing carrying the weight of a thousand catties, the ground’s bricks shattered under this force, raising clouds of dust.

The golden saber stabbed, picked, and sliced, all following the nimble paths of single-sword technique, the blade light flickering like cold stars sparkling in the night sky.

As they wielded their weapons, they shouted: ”Don’t let Shi Feiyang escape, quickly grab his Xu Fu Immortal Pill and Holy Heart Technique! With these treasures, we could dominate the Martial Arts world, gain immortality, and enjoy all earthly glories!”

Their voices were filled with greed and madness, echoing like devils consumed by desire in this bloody Mingjian Manor, chilling to the bone.

Shi Feiyang, relying solely on the True Qi of Bright Jade Technique, formed an indestructible powerful vortex around him, keeping countless swords and weapons at bay, yet hadn’t struck back proactively.

He looked up at the sky, seeing Xie Wen, Shi Xiong, and Guo Xiangyu all in the air, he felt somewhat relieved in his heart. As long as they were safe, Shi Feiyang had no worries. He slowly took out the Celestial Frost Blade from a deerskin pouch on his waist, invisible to ordinary people.