King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 228 - 126: Chivalrous Passion Battles the Furious Tide, Sword Shadows Like Rainbows Strike Down the Wicked

She moved like a faint shadow, swiftly weaving through the smoke, her speed as fast as lightning cutting through the night sky, or like a nimble specter darting through the dark night. Her feet touched the ground as lightly as a dragonfly skimming the water, each exertion perfectly calibrated, allowing her to quickly change positions in this complex and dangerous environment.

At times she glided sideways, her movements light and smooth, like a fish swimming in water; at other times she turned rapidly, as agile as a nimble monkey, deftly avoiding the invading smoke as she quickly approached Li ManCang, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on her target, the pervasive smoke seeming nothing but an illusion to her.

Li ManCang was shocked to see Yili unaffected by the smoke, a flash of panic crossed his previously fierce eyes, like a beast cornered by a hunter. As he was about to make another move, Yili appeared before him like a ghost, her speed leaving him no time to react.

A flicker of determination crossed Yili’s eyes, like a cold star twinkling, she gathered all her strength in her right arm, and without hesitation, thrust her sword forward.

At that moment, her gaze was as sharp as an eagle’s, carrying a deadly resolve, as if able to perceive every flaw in her opponent. With a "puff" sound, the blade piercing flesh was dull yet clear, the sword tip striking directly into Li ManCang’s chest.

Li ManCang’s eyes widened, filled with disbelief and despair, that gaze seemed to lament the injustice of fate, while blood spurted wildly from his mouth, like a red fountain tracing a tragic arc in the air.

His body swayed a few times before slowly falling, crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, ending this thrilling battle.

At this moment, the fierce wind gradually subsided, the smoke lingering on the battlefield slowly dispersed, leaving only a scene of devastation and a strong scent of blood.

The blood on the ground gathered into small streams, meandering and flowing, mixing with the surrounding dust, forming a muddy dark red hue, silently recounting the brutality and ruthlessness of this battle. After fierce fighting, the surroundings were littered with corpses, a scene of chaos.

Bodies lay haphazardly on the ground, the earth stained a dark red by blood, the stench of blood growing stronger, permeating the air, making one nauseous, as if the entire world was immersed in a sea of blood.

Shi Feiyang and Yili stood side by side, gazing at the tragic scene, both filled with deep emotion in their hearts.

At this moment, a light rain began to fall from the sky, the raindrops like tears of heaven’s compassion, drizzling down.

The raindrops hit the ground, mixing with the blood to form dark red streams, slowly flowing, seemingly trying to wash clean this land baptized by war, yet unable to cleanse the endless blood and sin.

The distant mountains appeared faintly in the rain, also mourning for this tragedy, the world immersed in a sea of sorrow.

Shi Feiyang turned his head toward Yili, his eyes filled with gratitude and admiration, sincerely said: "Miss Yi, if it weren’t for your help today, I would have been in great trouble. Thank you!" His voice was low and powerful, but it was more of a sincere shout from the heart, recognizing and thanking Yili.

Yili gave a slight smile, her smile like blooming flowers in spring, beautiful yet humble.

She said softly, "Hero Shi, you’re too kind, these villains wreak havoc in Jianghu, and everyone has the right to punish them. I merely did what I should." Her words were concise and clear, yet carried a firm sense of justice, her voice like a clear mountain spring, clear and strong.

Shi Feiyang nodded, his gaze firmly fixed on the distance, saying, "Although we have repelled these enemies, there are still many evil forces in Jianghu, and the people are still living in suffering. We cannot relax now."

His eyes showed worry and determination, knowing well the heavy responsibility he bore, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the layers of mist, looking toward the future of Jianghu. Yili’s gaze was firm, like a cold star twinkling in the night sky, responding: "Hero Shi is right, we must restore peace to Jianghu and give the people a peaceful era." Her words were full of strength, and as they exchanged smiles, their eyes filled with steadfast faith.

In that moment, their hearts were tightly connected, working together for the peace of Jianghu and the people’s tranquility.

At this time, the light rain gradually became heavier, raindrops fell densely, hitting their bodies, splashing into small droplets.

Rainwater slid down their cheeks, mingling with the sweat and blood on their faces, unable to extinguish the passion in their hearts, instead making them more clear-minded, solidifying their determination to move forward.

This rain was a baptism from heaven, enabling them to tread more steadfastly on the path of justice.

Lin Wanqing walked with light steps to Shi Feiyang’s side. Her gaze filled with concern and fatigue, she softly said, "Feiyang, we..." Shi Feiyang turned his head, looking at Lin Wanqing, the sharpness in his eyes instantly turned to gentleness, like the warm sunshine in spring.

He nodded slightly, his tone gentle as he said, "Wanqing, you’ve worked hard. Although we have achieved victory, the road ahead is still long, and more challenges await us." His voice was soft, filled with care and comfort for Lin Wanqing, that voice like a spring breeze, making one feel warm. Wu Zhong, Xiao Lingling, Xiang Kun, Xie Wen, and others also gathered around. Their faces showed fatigue, sweat and blood mingling and sliding down their cheeks, looking quite the worse for wear.

But their gazes were firm and full of trust, looking at Shi Feiyang, as if silently saying, "No matter how difficult the road ahead, we will fight alongside you." Their eyes showed loyalty and determination, willing to follow Shi Feiyang, face any trial, and fight for justice and ideals without hesitation, that gaze seemingly the firmest pledge to Shi Feiyang.

Subsequently, the crowd began to lay the deceased to rest, their expressions solemn, movements gentle, carefully burying each body to let the deceased find peace. Wisps of cooking smoke rose; they started a fire and cooked, gathering strength for the journey ahead.

In this blood-soaked Jianghu, life continued, and they had to keep moving forward.

At that moment, the rain gradually ceased, and a faint rainbow appeared on the horizon. The rainbow spanned the sky like a bridge of hope, bringing a glimmer of light to this land ravaged by hardship, also predicting that although their future was full of difficulties, they would eventually see the light, that rainbow seemingly heaven’s blessing, granting them the courage and strength to keep moving forward.

Shi Feiyang walked over to Gong Simeng, gently taking Little Yu Yan from her arms.

His movements were gentle and careful, as if holding the most precious and fragile treasure in the world, so cautious as if afraid of disturbing Little Yu Yan’s beautiful dream. Holding Little Yu Yan, he slowly stepped into the tent.

Once inside the tent, Shi Feiyang completely shed his battlefield toughness and ruthlessness, his face radiating a warm smile, that smile like the sunshine in spring, warm and gentle, it could disperse all the shadows of the world.

He sat by the bed, placing Little Yu Yan on his lap, beginning to entertain her constantly.

He made funny faces, eyes wide, mouth agape, his appearance comical and amusing, causing Little Yu Yan to giggle continuously; at times, he gently tickled Little Yu Yan, his fingers lightly tracing across her waist and underarms, those gentle movements seemingly magical.

Little Yu Yan giggled continuously, her crisp laughter like silver bells echoing inside the tent, full of life and energy, filling the small tent with a warm atmosphere.

Shi Feiyang looked at Little Yu Yan’s adorable appearance, his eyes full of doting, softly saying, "Little sister, you must grow up quickly, in the days to come, I will always protect you." His voice was as gentle as the breeze in spring, carrying endless love and care, that voice was the gentlest lullaby in the world. In this bloodied Jianghu, Shi Feiyang’s tender heart was fully displayed on Little Yu Yan.

His tall, mighty, naturally domineering figure, at this moment before Little Yu Yan, became so gentle and delicate, full of affection, turning into a guardian angel, safeguarding Little Yu Yan’s innocence and happiness.

Gong Simeng entered the tent, seeing Shi Feiyang amusing Little Yu Yan, she laid beside Shi Feiyang, gazing at Shi Feiyang and Little Yu Yan playing with tenderness as gentle as water. The just-learning-to-walk Little Yu Yan was stumbling and adorable.

Her little feet wobbled as she walked, waving her hands in the air trying to maintain balance, each step full of innocence and childlike vitality, causing laughter. Within this warm tent, the atmosphere was filled with vivacious family love, forming a stark contrast to the brutal world outside, as if two completely different worlds existed.

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