King of Hundred Victories Saber

Her voice grew quieter as she spoke, finally turning into a soft whimper of grievance.

Shi Feiyang’s heart softened, and he cradled her face, gently wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes with his thumb. ”My lady, I promise you, once I rescue Miss Su, I will return safely. You must stay well in the camp and wait for my return.”

Guo Xiangyu suddenly embraced him tightly, burying her face in his chest, ”I don’t care about great righteousness in the world, I don’t want heroes or warriors, I just want you to be safe. If something happens to you, what’s the point of me living?”

Her tears soaked his collar, and her small hands clung desperately to his clothes, as if fearing that if she let go, he would disappear.

Shi Feiyang gently stroked her long hair, soothing her softly, ”Calm down, don’t make a fuss. Look, this silver bell pendant is still on me. Whenever it rings, I’ll know it’s you thinking of me.” He took the silver bell from Guo Xiangyu’s waist and fastened it to his own wrist. Though the bell’s sound was crisp, it could not hide the parting sorrow filling the tent.

Late into the night, Guo Xiangyu finally fell into a deep sleep in his arms, her lips still trembling slightly with unease.

Shi Feiyang gazed at her sleeping face, his heart full of reluctance and guilt.

He gently kissed away the worries on her brow, carefully settling her onto the couch and tucking in the corners of the blanket. ”Wait for me to return, Xiangyu.”

Moonlight like water scattered over the camp.

Shi Feiyang donned a black cloak, the Celestial Frost Blade at his waist glimmering with cold light. He took one last look at Guo Xiangyu’s tent before turning and stepping into the night.

The cold wind lifted the hem of his clothes, and the silver bell on his wrist emitted a faint sound, like Guo Xiangyu’s whispers in her dream. Heroic Sakura Association Elder Liao Pei had long been waiting outside the tent and spoke in a low voice when he saw Shi Feiyang emerge, ”Grand Squad Leader, rest assured, I will take care of things with the Wudang Seven. It’s just...”

He glanced at Guo Xiangyu’s tent, ”As for my lady...”

Shi Feiyang clenched his fist, a flicker of pain passing through his eyes, ”Take good care of her for me. Should I... should I not return, help her find a decent family to marry.” Liao Pei sighed, ”Grand Squad Leader, blessed people are cared for by heaven; surely you will return safely.”

Shi Feiyang said no more, employing the Supreme Lightness Technique ”Traveling Unhindered for a Thousand Miles” and vanished into the night as a shadow.

Meanwhile, Guo Xiangyu suddenly awoke from her dream, reaching out beside her only to find a cold emptiness.

She sat up abruptly and stared at the vacant tent, tears streaming down her face, ”Feiyang, you deceived me...”

She rushed outside, looking up at the pitch-black night sky, shouting hoarsely, ”Shi Feiyang! If you dare die out there, I won’t let you go even as a ghost!” In the cold wind, her slender figure swayed under the moonlight, resembling a jasmine flower withering in the storm.

Late autumn’s Bozhou was shrouded in a murderous atmosphere, the ancient wood entwined with dead vines moaning in the cold wind, and white frost condensed on the paths piled with decaying leaves.

Shi Feiyang sped through the dim moon’s glow, his clothes brushing against the icicle-laden cliff, startling a few cold crows that flapped their wings, scattering tiny blood droplets—the air was already filled with a faint bloody scent.

As Broken Soul Cliff loomed ahead, the mountain wind suddenly shifted, sweeping dead leaves across the sky.

Shi Feiyang lightly tapped the old pine at the cliff’s edge with his toe, only to see seven dark figures suddenly emerge from different positions. Beggar Gang Leader Zhong Renwang swung his iron arm, causing the air to burst with a harsh roar. ”Shi Feiyang! You ruined my plan to surrender in the past; today you shall pay with your life!”

His palm burgeoned with red light, and the ”Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms’” ”Regretful Dragon” descended with immense force. As the iron palm passed, the ground cracked with web-like patterns. ”What a reckless outlaw defying martial codes!” Xie Zhichuan’s single arm ignited the Kunlun Flame, and the ”Thirteen Life-taking Swords” alternated in the flames, the first move ”Sword Thrusts to Seal the Throat” reduced all plants within three feet to ash.

Dugu yan’s ”Evil Avoidance Swordsmanship” darted like a phantom, the sword shadows as delicate as embroidery needles weaving a dense mesh, the tips glimmering with eerie purple light.

Blood Venerable’s blood aura surged, and the scarlet long whip formed by the ”Blood Shadow Technique” lashed through the air, instantly pulverizing the rocks it touched.

Shi Feiyang drew the Celestial Frost Blade, ice blue true qi collided with the flares, producing a deafening boom, ”The world is in turmoil, you aiding wickedness, dare speak of Jianghu justice?” As the blade flashed, the Bright Jade Technique’s ”Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison” froze the incoming blood whip, but saw three Dog-Beating Sticks entwine his ankles like serpents.

Beggar Gang Elder Ding Hong grinned fiercely, ”Taste the old beggar’s ’Vicious Dogs Blocking the Way’!”

Wu Zhou and Wu Gun’s staves cooperated seamlessly, their ”Dog-Beating Stick Technique’s” ”Staff Strikes Dog’s Head,” ”No Dogs Under Heaven” alternated, the stick shadows pressing down like dark clouds. Shi Feiyang rotated and leapt, his blade qi cleaving through the stick shadows. Wu Zhou seized the opportunity, aiming his iron staff directly at Shi Feiyang’s back, but saw Shi Feiyang suddenly reverse grip the blade, the move ”Red Dust Slash” slanted down, slicing through both the iron staff and Wu Zhou’s right arm.

The blood from the severed arm had not yet hit the ground when Wu Gun’s Dog-Beating Stick targeted Shi Feiyang’s face.

Instead of retreating, Shi Feiyang advanced, heightening the Bright Jade Technique to its peak, ice blue true qi formed a shield shattering the staff, and he followed with a palm strike that thunderously hit Wu Gun’s chest. Amid the sound of breaking ribs, Wu Gun was flung against the cliff like a kite with broken strings, his skull bursting.

”Courting death!” Blood Venerable roared madly, the scarlet long whip transformed into thousands of blood blades. Shi Feiyang bellowed, the Celestial Frost Blade danced out the Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s ultimate killing move ”All Things Share Life,” the ice blue saber curtain clashed with the blood blades, the explosion’s shockwave overturned half the mountain cliff.

Xie Zhichuan took advantage of the chaos, rushing in, the Kunlun Flame wrapped around the ”Thirteen Life-taking Swords’” deadly move ”Deity-Slaying Buddha Destruction” stabbing forth. Shi Feiyang sidestepped the attack, the blade’s edge scraped his iron arm, a shower of sparks, leaving an inch-deep scar on the iron arm as strong as fine steel.