Li Xian sighed softly. The grudges of Jianghu are indeed hard to discern right or wrong. He said, "Then I shall chase away your groom." Wen Caishang sneered, "If I were to find a groom, he would surely surpass you a thousandfold. How could you chase him away?"
Li Xian said, "If I cannot chase him away, then I will die under his sword." Wen Caishang’s heart trembled. As their sword edges crossed, she realized that Li Xian’s words were sincere and that he genuinely ant it. She stubbornly said, "Hmph, when you die under his sword, I won’t bury you. I’ll leave you for the wild dogs to gnaw on, unable to rest in peace after death."
Li Xian laughed, "What does it matter? If I’m already dead, what does it matter if my body is desecrated? As long as I live without regrets, that’s enough." Wen Caishang was montarily speechless, her beautiful eyes deep and lingering, as if sighing, as if cursing, "I hate your carefree attitude to death."
At this mont, her Inner Qi beca increasingly difficult to call upon. The various transformations of the "Yin Yang Immortal Companions Sword" gradually affected Wen Caishang’s body. Martial Artists train to have a "body like heaven and earth," where within the body is a miniature "heaven and earth," bones like mountains, blood like rivers... At this mont, Yin Yang swirled and refused to dissipate, obstructing the operation of heaven and earth, plants bowed, rivers ceased... The reasoning is profound and mysterious. Wen Caishang’s expression changed slightly, not expecting a set of "Yin Yang Immortal Lovers Sword" to have such power.
Wen Caishang suddenly felt the Sword Montum as elusive. Li Xian gradually completed his work, intending to leave. Wen Caishang deeply resented this Sword Montum, but as it was about to dissolve, she knew Li Xian was about to leave, turning all her anger, grievances, and ferocity into deep reluctance. She had never bowed to anyone in her life, but now she trembled and pleaded, "Mr. Li La... don’t leave, would you?"
Li Xian paused, her tender and mournful plea lingered in his heart. Who was Wen Caishang that she could plead in such a manner? Truly a rare occurrence throughout history. Li Xian thought, "Ah... is the lady so deeply attached to ? Do I really have to go? If I leave, wouldn’t I betray her true feelings? Deep down, I don’t wish to leave either; I want to stay with her. But... if I don’t leave, my fate will not be in my own hands." His mind was full of complex emotions.
Wen Caishang saw Li Xian dumbfounded and lost in thought, with deeply complex emotions in her eyes. This characteristically carefree person was also deeply conflicted for her. She couldn’t help but feel love and affection, falling into Li Xian’s arms along with the Sword Montum, saying, "My dear boy... I’m sorry, I only wish... only wish for you to stay by my side."
Their hearts pounded. In this affectionate mont, both were genuine at heart, yet the world is complex, and nature is difficult to reverse. At this mont, all distracting thoughts vanished, and they completely rged like water.
Passion blazed hotly for three days.
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The fog of mystery inside Flying Dragon City cleared, and all affairs settled. Although the Five Mountains Sword Alliance suffered losses, they successfully ford an alliance. The disciples of each sect, having faced nurous dangers, erged with stronger bonds of friendship.
The five leading elders each led their own sect’s disciples, purchased travel provisions and clothing, and rented rchant ships and carriages to gradually leave Flying Dragon City. The Lake Mountain Sword Sect, situated near many waterways, could reach Lake Mountain directly by water routes.
The won each boarded ships, sailing downstream, waving goodbye to the Yang Mountain, Jiu Mountain, Yue Mountain, and Li Mountain Sword Sects. Each Sword Sect sent them off enthusiastically, waving from the shore, creating a lively scene along the riverbank.
The disciples sighed with emotions stirred, the road of Jianghu is long, the heavens vast, the earth expansive. Though the Five Mountains Sword Sect ford an alliance, after this farewell, who knows when they will see each other again? Mu Hongchou stood on the deck, gazing into the distance at Flying Dragon City.
As the rchant ship sailed out of Flying Dragon City, the won couldn’t help but look back. No one expected so many things to happen on their visit to Flying Dragon City. Mu Hongchou and the other won gazed at the flowing river, the sky washed clean, their hearts adrift, murmuring to themselves, "We ca to Flying Dragon initially to form an alliance. At first, we made many young friends, quite happily. Suddenly, drastic changes occurred; we were imprisoned and hard by evildoers. After many twists and turns, we finally protected our lives and completed our mission. But whether we will et that young man again in this life, who can tell? The roads of Jianghu are long, the sky round, the earth square, myriad things in this world; eting such a young gentleman is truly a fortune. Yet, the world is so vast, once separated it’s hard to et again. It makes one..."
The waves urged the ship forward. The weather was excellent that day, but sohow it rely deepened the lancholy. When the rchant ship turned a river bend, Flying Dragon City was already out of sight.
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The Yue Mountain Sword Sect was second to leave. Yue Mountain Sword Sect was situated relatively far, requiring longer travel ti. Following a rchant’s advice, they could ride a carriage or horses for two hundred miles to the "Luo Pine River" ferry, then take a passenger ship northward. In this way, they could save over a hundred miles of the journey.
After the leader elder Wang Zongzheng gave the word, the Yue Mountain Sword Sect’s elders, Su Changning, Yang Piaoxue, Yuan Bao Xiao, and Zhao Chunxia, discussed the route overnight, arranging for the disciples to prepare for the return to their sect.
Now everything was ready, and the disciples were neatly dressed, wearing Sword Crowns on their heads, and Longswords on their backs, all gathering at the north gate of Flying Dragon City. Ji Hui, Wang Long, and their male counterparts from Yue Mountain Sword Sect were familiar, engaging in friendly conversations.
The Jiu Mountain Sword Sect, Li Mountain Sword Sect, and Yang Mountain Sword Sect were also preparing to leave but had unfinished matters to attend to, so they were slightly delayed. They ca to the city gate to bid farewell to the departing Yue Mountain Sword Sect mbers.
The elders exchanged pleasantries at the city gate, sharing laughs and conversations. Zhao Chunxia saw two of her apprentices’ figures and slowly approached, asking, "Hui’Er, Long’Er, are you adapting well upon returning to the sect?"
Ji Hui cupped his hands, "The senior brothers and sisters are kind and treat well." Wang Long said, "Senior Brother Yue Kai and I, with a few other juniors, have already agreed to arrange matches when we return to the sect for martial arts sparring."
Zhao Chunxia smiled, "That’s good. My Jingchun lineage originates from Yue Mountain Sword Sect. Although our sect suffered from villains’ sches during this alliance formation, causing many unnecessary troubles, the sect’s foundation is undeniable and will grow stronger in the future. Now that the world is heading into chaos, with Flying Dragon City being so remote, even He Wentian dares to conspire and rise; it’s evident the situation is growing chaotic."
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