King of Hundred Victories Saber

His voice was deep and gentle, like a spring breeze gently brushing over Guo Xiangyu’s heart, yet carrying an irresistible power that brought warmth as well as a pang of bitterness.

Despite this, in that flash of a moment, Shi Feiyang suddenly struck like lightning, pointing at Guo Xiangyu’s ”Lingtai Acupoint” with a speed so fast it was impossible to react. Guo Xiangyu’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief, unable to respond in any way.

Guo Xiangyu felt a sudden numbness in her waist, and a feeling of weakness surged through her body like a tide. Her whole being became like a willow branch broken by a fierce storm, collapsing weakly to the ground, completely unable to move.

At this moment, her heart was a mix of emotions, shocked by Shi Feiyang’s unexpected action, moved by his deep concern for her safety, but more so, filled with the disappointment and unwillingness for not being able to fight alongside him.

Tears shimmered faintly in her eyes, full of deep affection and longing for Shi Feiyang.

Right at this critical, tense moment, the tent flap was gently opened, and Xie Wen strode in.

As his gaze fell upon the astonishing scene before him, he was momentarily stunned, with a trace of surprise quickly flashing in his eyes.

However, being seasoned in the Jianghu, having faced numerous challenges and dangers, his rich experience and stable mind quickly brought him back to his senses.

He slightly shook his wrist, the movement as natural as flowing water yet secretly intriguing.

Instantly, a Celestial Silkworm Silk Net appeared like an eerie yet beautiful white flower blooming abruptly in the dark night, with strands of cold and bone-chilling aura that enveloped Guo Xiangyu in an instant.

This silk net was unbelievably tough; every thread under the flickering dim candlelight in the tent gleamed with icy and mysterious light, each imbued with magical power.

The glow was like the cold stars twinkling in the night sky, emitting a chilly aura, and seemed like an invisible and ruthless net that trapped Guo Xiangyu in the center; no matter how she struggled, escape was impossible.

Guo Xiangyu lay helplessly on the ground, tears streaming from her eyes like a flood breaking through a dam.

The tears, like broken pearls, flowed freely down her white jade-like, delicate face, and in a moment soaked her cascading hair.

Her heart was filled with grievance and confusion, the two emotions intertwining like turbulent waves, repeatedly crashing strongly into the depths of her heart, making her feel as if thousands of sharp needles simultaneously pierced her cruelly.

She questioned loudly with sobs, ”Master, why do you treat me so cruelly? Xiangyu has only ever had eyes for you alone! To follow you, Xiangyu is willing to face any danger, even if it means sacrificing my life, Xiangyu has no complaints. But you...”

Her voice carried heavy sobbing, as if it possessed an invisible yet powerful force, reverberating in the tent like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into the hearts of everyone present, evoking waves of empathy and reluctance, and unconsciously moistening eyes.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a blade had deeply cut through, so painful he almost couldn’t breathe.

He quickly squatted down, the movement gentle as if handling the most precious and fragile treasure in the world, which would break with any mishandling.

He slowly extended his hand, long and warm fingers gently brushing away the tears-soaked, disheveled hair clinging to Guo Xiangyu’s cheek.

His eyes were full of tenderness and concern, the tenderness like the brightest sunlight in spring, dispelling all the gloom in the world; the concern like a winter fireplace, warming a cold heart.

He softly said, ”Xiangyu, everything I did was to ensure your and Shi Xiong’s safety. This battle is no ordinary fight; the Western Holy Sect and Hake Tribe’s masters are as numerous as stars in the sky, their methods extremely cruel, turning places into hell on earth. As your leader, I bear the responsibility of protecting you, how can I watch you go to your deaths in vain? As for Xie Wen, his lightweight technique is extraordinary, his body technique akin to a ghost, possessing self-preservation skills in countless dangerous situations, so I needn’t worry much about him. You and Shi Xiong must follow Hero Xie’s arrangement in this battle, never acting rashly to avoid any harm. Do you understand my painstaking effort?”

His voice gentle yet undeniably firm, conveying a powerful yet warm belief to Guo Xiangyu, one that lets people see hope in despair, find light in darkness.

Upon hearing Shi Feiyang’s words, tears in Guo Xiangyu’s eyes flowed even more fiercely, like a flood breaching a dam, unstoppable.

She bit her lip tightly, her delicate lips turning slightly pale from the pressure, as if trying to vent all her grievance and unwillingness through this action.