King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 725 226: Seven-Step Dragon-Slaying Might: Shi Feiyang Fiercely Battles Jinyi Guard Experts

Yanshan Mountain Range, as the morning light first emerges, the gentle rays fall softly like a thin veil upon the mountain's foot. Although the essence of spring has subtly begun to unfold in this world, the morning chill remains piercingly harsh, akin to countless sharp blades ruthlessly slicing across faces.

Inside the tent, Shi Feiyang and Lu Hongye entwine and merge, having spent a blissfully intoxicating night.

Lu Hongye, like a lazy and affectionate kitten, slowly opens her drowsy eyes within Shi Feiyang's arms, warm as fire.

Her cheeks are pink, akin to peach blossoms first bursting on the branches in spring, tender and dewy, tinted with a faint blush.

Her eyes sparkle with satisfaction and happiness, as if hiding a sky full of stars. She gently moves her body, quietly rising from Shi Feiyang's embrace, her movement as light as a breeze brushing past petals, fearing to disturb her beloved still in the realm of dreams.

Lu Hongye steps out of the tent, looks around, and sees endless green mountains and snow not fully melted, shimmering with a cold gloss under the sun's rays. She takes a deep breath of the fresh air, savoring the unique tranquility and beauty of the morning in the mountains.

Then, she willingly walks to the side to start a fire and prepare breakfast.

She skillfully handles pots and pans, her eyes reflecting focus and tenderness, with gentle memories of the time spent with Shi Feiyang surfacing in her mind, her mouth involuntarily curving into a sweet smile.

Shi Feiyang turns over unintentionally in his sleep on the bed within the tent, his arm habitually reaching out to embrace Lu Hongye, only to find emptiness.

He suddenly awakens, quickly shaking off sleep, a hint of panic flickering in his eyes as he anxiously calls, "Hongye!"

The sound is filled with tension and worry, as if he lost the most precious treasure in the world.

Lu Hongye hears Shi Feiyang's call and promptly responds crisply, "Shi Lang, I'm here, preparing breakfast, you just rest easy."

Her voice, clear and melodious like spring water joyfully flowing through the mountains, echoes in the cool morning, swiftly soothing Shi Feiyang's inner anxiety. Upon hearing Lu Hongye's voice, Shi Feiyang's tense nerves finally relax.

However, after this commotion, he has already lost his sleepiness.

He straightforwardly turns over and gets up, quickly and deftly catching his clothes to put them on.

His tall and upright stature appears exceptionally martial inside the tent.

Next, he walks towards that mysterious deerskin bag. This deerskin bag looks ordinary on the outside, but indeed harbors secrets within; Shi Feiyang reaches in, and with a gentle pull, astonishingly retrieves two large bathtubs.

He slightly closes his eyes, murmuring incantations, his hands swiftly moving as the bathtubs instantly fill with steaming hot water, mist rising from the surface, resembling the Immortal Realm itself.

Shi Feiyang promptly lies in one of the bathtubs, beginning a leisurely bath.

He closes his eyes somewhat, letting the warm water envelop his body, while his thoughts drift afar.

He is well aware that an arduous task concerning the survival of the Great Ming Dynasty and the lives of its people lies ahead.

He ponders how to skillfully enter the Capital, what strategy to use to meet His Holiness, and how to clearly and logically reveal to the Emperor the conspiracy between the Ritual Department and the pirates.

Every detail, every step, he repeatedly rehearses in his mind, his eyes occasionally flashing with determination, sometimes revealing worry.

At this moment, the Little Scholar Shi Xiong emerges from another tent. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he sees Shi Feiyang bathing, then notices Lu Hongye cooking, unable to help but feel a twinge of envy.

He thinks: The young master truly is blessed, accompanied by such a gentle and virtuous woman like Miss Lu, and can enjoy such novel objects. When will I have such a leisurely life?

While contemplating, Shi Xiong walks to Lu Hongye's side and says, "Madam, let me help you."

Lu Hongye smiles and nods, "Of course, Shi Xiong, with you helping, it's much easier."

Soon, Yang Xue'Er glides into Shi Feiyang and Lu Hongye's tent.

She dons a light green dress, resembling a touch of new green in spring, fresh and enchanting.

Entering the tent, she sees Shi Feiyang bathing in the bathtub, immediately startled, her eyes wide with shock, filled with an expression of disbelief. It is the first time in her life seeing such a novel object—a bathtub.

The bathtub's design is unique, and the steaming hot water inside seems to possess an invisible magic power.

Shi Feiyang, noticing Yang Xue'Er's entrance, turns and smiles, his eyes full of affection, gently pointing to the bathtub beside him, tenderly saying, "Xue'Er, come bathe, the water is warm, soak for a bit, and you'll feel comfortable all over."

His voice, deep and magnetic like the warm sun of spring, stirs a surge of warmth within Yang Xue'Er's heart.

Yang Xue'Er's cheeks suddenly blush crimson, akin to the radiant sunset in the sky.

She slightly lowers her head, shyly undressing before Shi Feiyang.

Her movements are gentle and slow, each revealing shyness and playfulness. Her skin, as white as snow, glows with a faint pink under the surrounding steam. She then cautiously steps into the bathtub.

Once her entire body is enveloped by the warm water, she can't help but exhale lightly, a satisfied expression overtaking her face, softly murmuring, "Shi Lang, this feels truly wonderful, so comforting..."