King of Hundred Victories Saber

She raised her face, her eyelashes seemingly shimmering with tiny star fragments, ”Do you know? My bamboo sword has long wished to fight for you. It wants to protect you through every thorny path, to cut down every enemy daring to block you. As long as I can stay behind you, even if there lies a mountain of knives and a sea of fire ahead, I would charge forward without hesitation.” Saying this, she gently leaned her head on his shoulder, drawing warmth that belonged solely to him: ”You are the Grand Squad Leader of the Heroic Sakura Association, a hero revered in the Jianghu, but in my heart, you are simply the person I treasure most. I don’t want you to be an omnipotent god, I just wish to be your eternal retreat. When you’re tired, just look back, I’ve always been here.”

Shi Feiyang turned his head towards her, the murderous aura in his eyes transformed into a tender affection the moment they touched her gaze.

He raised his hand, his movements gentle as if touching a fragile gem, brushing away the strands of hair blown into disarray by the wind at her temples, his fingertips lingering in her hair: ”Xiangyu, having you by my side is like having armor, and also a weakness. What can ten thousand troops and horses do? As long as I hold your hand, I can shatter all the darkness in this world.” Just at this tender moment, a grim laugh tore through the night’s curtain, and the black mist of the Three Talents Poison Array surged like a fierce beast, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it came.

Guo Xiangyu suddenly stood up, not to retreat but to tightly grasp Shi Feiyang’s hand, her gaze firm and fiery: ”Feiyang, let’s face it together!” The heroes of Heroic Sakura rushed out of their tents at the sound.

Guo Xiangyu and Shi Feiyang interlaced their fingers, resembling two intertwined pines thriving amidst the night, letting the toxic mist spread and danger loom, their gaze solely met each other’s, as if the whole world was left with only each other.

The clasped hands and the deep love in their eyes infused this impending fierce battle with an unusual touch of gentleness and determination.

The night was as dark as ink, ”Poison Guanyin” stood atop the ”human gate” of the Three Talents Poison Array, the moon-white silk wrapped around her gracefully balanced figure, with her garments billowing freely despite the lack of wind, carrying mysterious dark mist like a mandrake growing in the underworld. Her skin was so pale it seemed almost transparent, faintly revealing the greenish-blue patterns beneath her blood vessels, resembling a toxic stream winding under ice, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

That stunningly beautiful face bore eyebrows shaped like willow leaves yet sharp as knives, with purple demon patterns around the corners of her eyes stained with the liquid of Gu insects, fleeting with each blink like snakes flicking their tongues.

Her phoenix eyes were filled with ice, deep within her pupils swirled a haunting green light, like a dagger imbued with millennial snake venom, able to pierce souls with just one glance. Her lips were red like blood yet flashed a bizarre metallic sheen, a perpetual arc of a half-smile playing at the corners as if mocking the fragility of all worldly things.

Embedded in her forehead was a lifelike jade snake ornament, its eyes studded with two crimson rubies, resembling a real venomous serpent staring intently. Beneath the ornament, strands of hair dyed dark purple hung down, forming a stark contrast against her pale skin.

Her hands were much like artworks, slender and exquisite fingers adorned with pitch-black armor, each tip coated with a dark purple poison, glowing faintly in the night.

As she raised her hand, dozens of silver bells jingled softly on her wrist, the sound crisp and pleasant yet laced with the soul-stirring whispers of Gu insects.

As she walked, the hundred-poison diagram embroidered on her skirt seemed to move as though alive, centipedes, venomous snakes, scorpions, and other poisonous creatures woven into its patterns oozing dark green fluid, eroding the bluestone floor into potholes upon contact.

Amidst the faint purple mist enshrouding her, tiny venomous insects flitted about, sometimes resting upon her shoulders, and sometimes entwining her hair, as if part of her, embodying the name ”Poison Guanyin” to its fullest, evoking fear yet irresistibly attracting with her sinister beauty.

At this moment, ”Poison Guanyin” incited a cold smile at the corner of her mouth.

The golden needles at her fingertips reflected a chilling gleam: ”Those daring to storm my Three Talents Poison Array, will use your blood to consecrate my Ten Thousand Poison Golden Needle!” At her sharp cry, countless golden needles wrapped in a sweet yet lethal mist surged like a black net of death, overwhelming the members of Heroic Sakura Association.

”Poison Guanyin’s” moon-white silk billowed freely in the wind, the emerald snake-shaped ornament on her forehead flickered eerily. Her lips curled into a sinister smile, ten poisoned nails tapping a golden bone fan, emitting a tooth-aching scratching sound: ”Central Plains Martial Artist, dare to tread upon the forbidden lands of Miaojiang? I’ll let you taste the flavor of this Ten Thousand Poison Golden Needle!”

The golden needles traced out an uncanny arc in the air, forming a ”Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams” formation, as they passed, the air crackled with corrosive sounds, grass blades instantly dissolving into black water. Heroic Sakura’s ”Metal Element” disciples raised their blades and swords, the cold gleam clashing with the needles, only to witness the refined iron blades corroding into fine holes amid the scattered sparks.

”Divine Archer” Miao Menlong’s pupils shrank suddenly, he drew his bow and released three penetrating ice arrows. The ice arrows collided with the needles, exploding into a sky full of ice mist, yet the needles pierced through the chill, the poison on their surface growing denser.

”Iron Palm” Wu Zhong employed the ”Six Harmonies True Scripture” inner power, deploying the ”Demon Subduing Divine Palm,” the force of his palms shattering half of the needles in the sky, yet the scattered poison debris rained down, causing black spots upon contact with skin.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang swept out nine ice lotuses with the Celestial Frost Blade: ”Form the Five Elements Array! Gold withstands its sharpness, wood attracts its force!”

Three thousand disciples responded in unison, their dark uniforms undulating like tide amidst the poisonous mist. Metal Element disciples crisscrossed their swords and blades, weaving an impenetrable web of light; Wood Element disciples’ spears stood like forests, redirecting the elusive needles towards the sky.

Xiao Lingling’s Mandarin Duck Saber danced impenetrably.

She exhibited the ”Seven Fiend Saber of Mandarin Ducks Wishing to Fly Together,” an exquisite technique, where the saber’s light passed, the needles broke into two.

Witnessing this, ”Poison Guanyin” let out a piercing scream severing the night sky.

She suddenly tore off the snake-shaped jade ornament from her neck, the emerald light surged violently, countless golden needles burst from beneath the earth.

These needles were entwined with red Gu insects, their presence cracked the ground inch by inch, oozing foul black blood. ”Heaven and Earth Saber” took the Lie Quan Saber around the Eight Trigrams, a move ”Qian Trigram: No Regrets” slashed out over a yard of saber aura, only to be shattered by the venomous web formed by the needles.

Shi Feiyang yelled in fury, channeling the Bright Jade Technique to the ”Ice Soul Cold Prison” realm, his True Qi transformed into an ice-blue vortex, wielding the Celestial Frost Blade, unleashing the deadly move ”Heaven and Earth Share Longevity!”

At the moment the Celestial Frost Blade slashed down, the river surged into ten-zhang waves, the ice-blue saber aura cascaded like the Milky Way.

However, the needles met water without sinking, instead shooting swiftly along the wave crest, forming in mid-air the ”Ten Thousand Snakes Devour the Sky” grand array.

”Plum Blossom Dart” Shan Zhi shook his dart pouch, thirty-six poisoned plum blossom darts met the needles.

The dart light clashed with the shadow of needles, detonating bursts of poisonous smoke. Little Scholar Shi Xiong gripped the White Rainbow Treasure Sword tightly, utilizing the ”Eighteen Rolling of Yan Qing” body technique to maneuver and evade within the toxic mist, when a needle narrowly missed his ear, corroding a bowl-sized deep pit into the tree trunk.

”Poison Guanyin” stood amid the poisonous mist, letting out an ear-piercing manic laugh: ”Struck by the Ten Thousand Poison Golden Needles, even immortals can’t save you!” She flicked her ten fingers repeatedly, the needles pouring like a torrential rain, carrying the sinister scent of death, enveloping the members of Heroic Sakura Association completely in its toxic shadow.