King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 289 - 137: Heng Mountain Turmoil: Zhong Renwang Sows Discord, Xie Zhichuan Turns Vicious

The early winter in Qingfeng Valley resembles an ink painting rendered in cold tones.

The cold wind, like sharp icy shards, whistles through the valley with a fierce force, the "woo woo" sound akin to the wails from the Nine Netherworld, as if attempting to strip away all warmth from the world.

The trees in the valley, like old men in their twilight years, have shed their once lush attire, leaving only bare branches shrinking in the wind. The "creak creak" sound is their helpless lament amid the harsh cold.

The ground is covered with layers of fallen leaves, resembling accumulated sorrows over years, swept up by the wind, dancing wildly in the sky, adding to the desolation and solitude of the valley. Lin Wanqing and Yili stay by Gong Simeng’s side, their eyes filled with anxiety, like two flames burning but about to be extinguished.

The two continuously take turns delicately feeding various carefully prepared medicines into Gong Simeng’s mouth, softly calling her name, their voices trembling with hope. Finally, Gong Simeng’s eyelashes tremble slightly, she slowly opens her eyes.

Upon hearing that Shi Feiyang went to Qingfeng Valley alone to duel with the enemy, Lin Wanqing and Yili’s pupils instantly contracted, the anxiety in their eyes immediately replaced by intense worry.

They exchanged a glance; in that exchange, no words were needed, their concerns and urgency already understood.

Then, they lightly tapped their toes, using superior Lightweight Technique, and darted towards Qingfeng Valley like two urgent phantoms.

Racing along, their hair flew wildly in the wind, their clothes billowing.

But at this moment, their minds were entirely not on the early winter scenery, full of concern for Shi Feiyang’s safety.

Upon reaching Qingfeng Valley, the scene before them was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering their hearts. They saw Shi Feiyang and Liu Tingting disheveled, the unsightly scene was like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight into their hearts.

Yili’s body instantly stiffened, as if struck by a Body Stasis Spell.

Her eyes widened, tears uncontrollably welled up and fell down her cheeks.

Her lips trembled, wanting to say something, but only making a few broken sobs. "How could this be... Brother Shi..." she murmured to herself, her voice filled with endless despair and sadness, as if the whole world collapsed at that moment.

She could no longer bear the pain as if pierced by ten thousand arrows, suddenly turned, and flew towards Hengshan Sect. Her silhouette in the wind seemed so frail, so helpless, each step seemingly carrying immense weight, as if wanting to cast off the worldly pain, seeking solace in the tranquility of the Buddhist Sect at Heng Mountain.

Lin Wanqing was equally stunned by the sudden blow, standing frozen in place. Her eyes instantly dimmed, losing their former luster, like stars suddenly extinguished. She bit her lower lip, the force causing it to turn slightly white, crimson blood seeping through her teeth. She tried to hold back her tears, but the hot tears still uncontrollably flowed from her eyes, slipping down her cheeks and dripping onto the cold ground.

"Brother Shi... I..." she softly murmured, her voice full of disappointment, sadness, and unwillingness. She gave Shi Feiyang one last deep look, filled with final affection and reluctance, then slowly turned, using Lightweight Technique, and flew towards the Eagle Beak Rock Sub-Branch in Liaodong.

Her figure fluttered in the wind, like a drifting petal in destiny’s torrent, not knowing where it will be blown.

At this time, Shi Feiyang and Liu Tingting also sobered from the chaos.

Liu Tingting lazily stretched, her posture like a soft willow stretching in the spring, charming and captivating.

Her cheeks still retained a faint blush, like the evening glow in the sky, her eyes like deep autumn waters, flickering with alluring charm.

She lightly parted her vermilion lips, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a charming smile, then slowly dressed, each movement full of endless elegance and allure. Shi Feiyang also straightened his clothes, the two walked out hand in hand, as if nothing had happened.

The members of the Heroic Sakura Association, who arrived shortly after, were left looking at each other, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt. But in the Jianghu, it seemed not uncommon for a wealthy and powerful man to have several wives and concubines.

Moreover, Liu Tingting, as beautiful as a celestial immortal, her figure graceful, like a fairy descending to earth.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang briefly introduced his marriage to Liu Tingting to the crowd. Although they still harbored doubts, they couldn’t ask more. So, Shi Feiyang led the group out of Qingfeng Valley, embarking on the journey to escort Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Gong Simeng back to Jiangnan.

Along the way, Shi Feiyang learned that Yili and Lin Wanqing had already left, and his heart was filled with a melancholic sadness.

The memories of once spending time with them, like exquisite paintings, flashed through his mind.

The storms they weathered together, the joyful times shared, now turned into subtle heartaches.

Yet, having the beautiful celestial-like Liu Tingting by his side, her gentle demeanor soon made Shi Feiyang gradually let go of Yili and Lin Wanqing. And Liu Tingting, as if transformed, was extraordinarily gentle with Shi Feiyang. She sometimes smiled charmingly, her laughter like crisp silver bells resounding in Shi Feiyang’s ears; sometimes looked deeply affectionate, her gaze seemingly able to melt Shi Feiyang.