Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Woman’s angerXiao Feng clenched his fists, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes: ”Only by becoming stronger can I protect the people I want to protect.”

Su Xueqing chuckled softly, covering her lips with her jade-like hand: ”Haste makes waste. The most taboo thing when cultivating the Heavenly Demon Art is impatience. If you continue like this, be careful of Qi Deviation.”

A hint of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes: ”Let’s stop here today.”

Xiao Feng nodded, stood up, and cupped his hands: ”Thank you, Su Xueqing, for your guidance.” With that, he turned and left, his footsteps hurried.

”This kid, he’s going to find Wu Hai again, isn’t he?” Su Xueqing looked at Xiao Feng’s retreating figure and gently shook her head.

Su Xueqing looked at Xiao Feng with suspicion but didn’t ask further.

She gently patted Xiao Feng’s back and said softly: ”Then rest well. Remember, take care of yourself more and don’t always focus on others.”

Xiao Feng nodded, responding absentmindedly.

His thoughts drifted back to Ouyang Mingyue again, wondering how that stubborn little girl was doing now.

At the same time, in a Mountain Forest not far from the Ming Cult, Ouyang Mingyue finally woke up from her coma.

She felt a faint pain all over her body, especially in a certain unspeakable part, which was accompanied by tearing pain.

”Hiss...” Ouyang Mingyue gasped, struggling to sit up.

She looked around and found herself lying on a patch of grass, surrounded by dense woods.

Recalling what had happened before, Ouyang Mingyue’s face instantly turned pale. She looked down at her clothes and found them stained with dirt and blood.

”Xiao Feng!” Ouyang Mingyue gritted her teeth and called out his name, a raging fire burning in her eyes: ”I will kill you!”

She suddenly stood up but stumbled due to the intense pain.

Ouyang Mingyue endured the pain and steadied herself by holding onto a nearby tree trunk.

Just then, a terrible thought suddenly entered her mind: suicide.

Ouyang Mingyue’s hand unconsciously touched the sword at her waist, but the moment she touched the hilt, she hesitated again.

”No...” Ouyang Mingyue murmured to herself, a hint of struggle flashing in her eyes: ”I can’t just admit defeat like this. I will make that scoundrel pay!”

She knew the most important thing now was to leave here and return to Liuhuo Mountain Manor.

Only by returning under the protection of her Family could she find a way to get revenge.

Ouyang Mingyue gritted her teeth and walked step by step towards the direction of Liuhuo Mountain Manor. She vowed to avenge this blood debt.

Along the way, Ouyang Mingyue constantly calculated in her mind how to get revenge on Xiao Feng.

”Xiao Feng, you just wait for me!” Ouyang Mingyue said through clenched teeth: ”I will definitely make you pay!”

Just like that, with a heart full of hatred and a determination for revenge, Ouyang Mingyue struggled towards Liuhuo Mountain Manor.

Speaking of Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng came to a dark and damp cave behind the mountain. ”Senior Wu, Disciple Xiao Feng requests an audience.”

”Hehehe...” A sinister laugh came from inside the cave: ”Isn’t this our Genius Disciple? Finally remembered this old man?”

Wu Hai slowly walked out of the cave entrance, a meaningful smile on his face.

”This Disciple has always been thinking of Senior’s Poison Skill...” Xiao Feng said with a fawning smile.

”Let’s go, I’ll take you to a good place.” Wu Hai turned and led the way, taking Xiao Feng to an underground secret chamber.

The walls of the secret chamber were eerie, covered with moss, and in the corners were placed various strangely shaped bottles and jars. Several colorful venomous snakes were coiled on the decaying wooden shelves, flicking their tongues.

At the same time, the atmosphere in Liuhuo Mountain Manor was heavy.

”If Bai Junhao doesn’t come back soon, we’ll all go back to our respective sects!” An Elder slammed the table and stood up.

”Exactly, we’ve been waiting for three days. If this continues, I’m afraid...”

Bai Zhao stepped forward and said in a deep voice: ”Everyone, please be patient. Junhao has always been steady in his work and will surely return with results.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the gate was thrown open.

Bai Junhao walked in carrying a huge sack, from which came strange flapping sounds.

”Junhao, this is...” Everyone held their breath.

Without a word, Bai Junhao untied the sack.

A half-human, half-bird monster fell to the ground, completely black, with a human torso and bird wings, a sharp beak on its head, blood-red eyes, and emitting a heart-pounding aura.

”Oh my god!” Everyone exclaimed and stepped back.

Elder Zhang of the Crimson Flame Sect narrowed his eyes: ”Wait, this aura... Could it be the legendary Golden-Winged Great Peng? But how did it become like this?”

”Interesting.” As soon as Bai Zhao finished speaking, Ao Guang quickly walked towards the half-human, half-bird monster.

He squatted down and carefully examined this ominous creature, a wave of unease rising in his heart.

Ouyang Mingyue had been missing for several days, and every minute and second was torment for him.

”But we still don’t know Mingyue’s whereabouts,” Bai Junhao said coldly, turning to look at Ao Guang: ”That person will be handed over to you for interrogation.”

Ao Guang nodded, he was also worried about his Disciple.

”It’s been several days...” Someone in the crowd whispered: ”That Young Manor Lord’s wife is probably...”

”Shut up!” Song Sinian sharply stopped the whispering: ”Whoever dares to speak ill of Mingyue, I will make him unable to speak forever!”

Bai Junhao clenched his fists, killing intent surging in his eyes.

”Since that’s the case, we’ll use this monster as a sacrifice.”

He looked around, his voice cold: ”Ming Cult, you dared to touch someone from my Liuhuo Mountain Manor. From today on, I will make you pay a blood debt!”

”Swear to follow the Manor Lord to the death!”

”Kill the remnants of the Ming Cult!”

”Avenge the Young Manor Lord’s wife!”

The crowd was agitated and shouted one after another.

Ao Guang, however, frowned. He always felt that things were not as simple as they seemed.

Ao Guang’s heart pounded like a war drum, the surrounding noise gradually blurred, and only the heartbreaking crying echoed in his mind.

Even after returning, Ao Guang was restless.

Just as his thoughts were in disarray, Ouyang Mingyue appeared in his line of sight, her beautiful eyes full of tears.

She threw herself into Ao Guang’s arms, her voice trembling, filled with endless grievance and despair: ”Master... I’m so scared...”

Ao Guang’s heart tightened the moment he saw his Disciple. He gently stroked her back and said in a low voice: ”Mingyue, don’t be afraid. No matter what, you are the Young Manor Lord’s wife of Liuhuo Mountain Manor, no one can harm you.”

Ouyang Mingyue raised her head slightly, a hint of confusion in her tear-filled eyes: ”I was just locked up... I’m really fine...”

”If I hadn’t been trapped, I would have committed suicide long ago.”

When Ao Guang heard this, his heart ached as if being cut by a knife, and his inner struggle intensified.

He knew Ouyang Mingyue’s temperament, always stubborn and unwilling to bow her head easily. It was likely she had suffered a lot this time.

Just then, Song Sinian suddenly burst in, his face as angry as a Volcano about to erupt.

His fists were clenched, and the fire of hatred burned in his eyes: ”I will definitely kill everyone who has insulted Mingyue!”