After successfully shaking off his pursuers, Shi Feiyang dared not relax his vigilance in the slightest, and imdiately rushed along the winding forest path at high speed. In his heart, he silently rejoiced, feeling that he had finally escaped Liu Tingting’s pursuit.
As his inner strength gradually recovered, Shi Feiyang was filled with hope, eagerly anticipating that once fully restored, he could return to rescue Gong Sing.
However, fate seed unwilling to let Shi Feiyang easily escape his predicant.
Just as Shi Feiyang was about to leave the forest and caught sight of a village ahead, a sudden burst of hurried footsteps ca from behind.
Shi Feiyang was startled and quickly turned back, only to see Liu Tingting leading a group of maids, each ard with various weapons, swiftly closing in. The flas of anger burned in Liu Tingting’s eyes, determined not to let Shi Feiyang escape.
She caught up with Shi Feiyang and imdiately swung her long sword at him without hesitation.
Shi Feiyang, agile like the wind, easily dodged this strike, but was soon surrounded by the group of maids, with no escape route.
He knew he had once again fallen into dire straits, with no retreat, and only by fighting with all his might did he have a slim hope of breaking through.
So, Shi Feiyang took a deep breath, summoned the thread of power he had just recovered, and, wielding a saber, launched into fierce combat with Liu Tingting and her maids. Amidst the flash of blades, Shi Feiyang’s body technique was as nimble as a swallow, and his swordsmanship was exquisite, entangling him and Liu Tingting’s group in an intense fight. However, with the poison wreaking through his body and injury weighing him down, his inner power gradually weakened.
Facing nurous enemies, after a dozen moves, Shi Feiyang felt his strength waning, his swordsmanship becoming chaotic, and his vision gradually blurring. At that mont, a clever stratagem flashed through Shi Feiyang’s mind.
Thus, Shi Feiyang pretended to retreat in defeat, his figure swaying as he cleverly evaded Liu Tingting’s fatal strike.
Simultaneously, he took the opportunity to throw his saber towards an unsuspecting maid, hitting her shoulder with the blade, instantly taking her out of the fight.
Shi Feiyang then executed the "Deep Concealnt of Body and Na" supre lightness technique, leaping forth to reclaim the Myanmar Saber into his hand.
Witnessing Shi Feiyang’s actions, Liu Tingting’s fury grew even harsher, her sword stabbing directly at Shi Feiyang, her offensive becoming more ferocious.
Under Liu Tingting’s relentless assault, Shi Feiyang’s inner power gradually weakened, his physical strength also ebbing away.
What was once a deep command of Bright Jade Technique seed to vanish at this mont, frequently putting him in dangerous situations during the fierce fight.
Shi Feiyang felt fatigue overwhelming his whole body, and it seed as if he could hardly hold onto the Myanmar Saber, which felt increasingly heavy in his grip.
At the brink of desperation, suddenly a lodious guqin sound resonated, like a beautiful lody from the heavens, infusing the intense battle with a touch of serenity and hope.
Shi Feiyang, drawn to the pleasant guqin sound, instinctively wielded his saber swiftly, yet his gaze transcended this serene forest landscape, as if crossing the boundaries of ti and space. Eventually, his sight settled on a small, exquisite pavilion.
The pavilion was nestled within a lush bamboo grove, seemingly a masterpiece of nature.
Inside the pavilion, a woman dressed in simple light-blue clothing sat quietly, her hands gently plucking the strings of a guqin.
The guqin sound flowed like a trickling stream, as if telling an ancient story.
The woman playing the guqin had an ethereal beauty as if untouched by the mundane world, resembling a transcendent fairy.
Her face was like a fine painting, her eyebrows like distant green hills, eyes like autumn waters full of emotion, nose like a hanging gallbladder, lips as red as cherries.
Her transcendent and refined aura was irresistibly captivating.
Every move she made exuded elegance and composure, as if she was out of place in the world of noise and bustle.
This woman was none other than the Young Master of Changsheng Castle—Lin Wanqing.
Her na, like her deanor, was gentle and graceful.
Lin Wanqing was not only the Young Master of Changsheng Castle but also renowned throughout the Jianghu as a master of the guqin.
Her guqin skill could heal hearts and make people forget worries, as if they were in the Immortal Realm. Her artistry lay not only in her technical prowess but also in her ability to infuse emotion into her music, allowing others to feel her inner peace and simplicity.
Shi Feiyang listened quietly to Lin Wanqing’s guqin sound, feeling a surge of indescribable emotion, as the beautiful image of the Sunflower Saintess appeared in his mind, feeling that the guqin-playing girl was just like the Sunflower Saintess.
Never had he thought that in this tumultuous Jianghu, such a transcendent presence could exist.
Lin Wanqing’s guqin music, like a clear spring, cleansed the dust from Shi Feiyang’s heart, montarily making him forget the enmities and disputes of Jianghu.
In this mont, Shi Feiyang wanted only to imrse himself in the beautiful guqin sound, enjoying this brief peace and beauty alongside the Sunflower Saintess in his heart, Lin Wanqing. However, it was a critical mont of life and death, with sword shadows dancing like the wind, sword qi fierce, and Liu Tingting gripping her sword hilt, breaking through Shi Feiyang’s blade and sword shadow, launching a fatal move "Tenderness Like Water", her wrist trembled lightly, with the sword point aid directly at Shi Feiyang’s chest.
Suddenly, Liu Tingting’s sword point flicked, then turned to attack Shi Feiyang’s throat, the swordsmanship extrely sharp.
Shi Feiyang, realizing with shock, involuntarily shouted, "Great beauty, save !" Clearly unable to resist, he instinctively executed the "Deep Concealnt of Body and Na" masterful lightness technique, but as his body swayed, the fragile power he had just managed to recover dissipated once more.
Shi Feiyang fell to the ground in despair but luckily avoided Liu Tingting’s lethal move in doing so.
Liu Tingting’s lips curved into a contemptuous smirk, she snorted disdainfully.
Then, with a flick of her wrist, her long sword pointed like lightning directly at Shi Feiyang’s throat.
Lin Wanqing stood aside, witnessing the scene, a flash of anger crossed her eyes, and her hands moved swiftly.
In an instant, those guqin strings danced in the air like whips, clashing with the long swords of Liu Tingting and her maids, emitting a series of crisp tallic collision sounds, sending sparks flying.
Liu Tingting and her maids felt sharp pain from their palms, their faces painted with surprise, clearly not expecting mountains beyond mountains, people beyond people. They realized that their opponent was by no ans ordinary.
Thus, they halted their attack on Shi Feiyang, temporarily retreating to reassess the situation before them.
Shi Feiyang, after his eyes turned white several tis, laid his hands spread out and fainted.
Liu Tingting angrily questioned Lin Wanqing, "Lin Wanqing, what do you intend? Why do you aid this villain Shi Feiyang? Don’t you fear that your involvent in our Divine Water Palace’s affairs may bring trouble to Changsheng Castle? Hmph! Do you know that Shi Feiyang is our Divine Water Palace’s nesis, his existence to us is like a thorn in our side. We have long sworn to bring this villain to justice, to avenge old grudges. And you, aiding him at a critical mont, what are your intentions? Are you not afraid that the relationship between Divine Water Palace and Changsheng Castle might break because of this?" In the Jianghu, to kill soone without others’ reproach requires a very good excuse.
Liu Tingting went as far as to portray Shi Feiyang as her nesis and a demon.
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