Chapter 11 The Light of the Heavens (Part 3) The Way of Heaven is vast and insignificant, like a grain of sand in the sky…

The atmosphere was tense, and the place was a mess.

The crowd surrounded Lin Feiran in the center, yet maintained a distance, their faces showing suspicion and each harboring their own plans. However, since the person on the high seat had not yet expressed his opinion, no one dared to say or do anything more.

The two looked at each other, and in a moment of reflection, Lin Feiran suddenly relaxed his back and bowed in return, saying, "Back then, my father summoned a chivalrous man to the palace to discuss the Dao. He stayed for three years. He was unrestrained and had extraordinary skills. I was fortunate enough to learn a move or two from him. Today, I am showing off my limited skills in front of an expert. I hope you will not laugh at me."

Gu Shisan, a chivalrous man, was born a mortal. He wielded the Thirteen Swords of Xingguang with unparalleled skill and lightning speed. He once fought against a Venerable of the Carefree Realm of the Taiji Immortal Sect with his mortal body and returned victorious, thus becoming famous throughout the world.

The Shentu clan was granted a divine mandate to govern the mortal world, and all their descendants will remain mortals, with no cultivators among them.

Therefore, the emperor was amazed by Gu Shisan's extraordinary abilities and invited him to the palace to discuss philosophy and worldly affairs. Gu Shisan stayed in the palace for three years before escaping.

Ru Xian said ambiguously, "So that's how it is. To stand up for what is injustice is the mark of a true hero. Today's events have certainly lived up to the name of a hero, Your Highness, your understanding is excellent."

As the supreme ruler of the realm, this is another grand banquet of his. Since he has already given his word, how dare the others overstep their bounds and pursue the matter further?

The tense atmosphere finally eased, but Lin Feiran did not relax her vigilance in the slightest; rather, she became even more focused.

King Kuofeng strode out, dusted himself off, and knelt on one knee with his hands clasped, saying, "Your Majesty, this matter is entirely my fault. I was blind and failed to investigate properly, which led to this great mistake. However, my wolf clan had no other intentions. If you must punish someone, please punish me alone!"

Ru Xian turned to look at him: "What's the rush? I've always been fair in my rewards and punishments. Let's take them one at a time."

He glanced at Lin Feiran, raised his chin slightly, and said, "You have done a good job in saving me. This bottle of Aphrodisiac Pill is a reward for you."

A collective gasp filled the hall.

With eyes as round as a hailstone, she asked softly, "Are you all cold?"

He raised his right hand slightly, and the air around him froze. The next instant, the top of Yaoguang Terrace cracked open with a roar, and the green tiles and carved eaves scattered and slid into the lake. The brilliant sunlight poured in instantly, turning everything into a golden white that blinded people.

As tall and graceful as a snowflake, he blended into the bright sunlight, a streak of gold adorning his snow-white hair, and the red marks on his eyes were dazzlingly beautiful. With a relaxed expression, he finally became satisfied with the scene before him.

Rather than letting it shatter into an unsightly state, it's better to embrace its imperfect beauty, which has its own unique charm.

Are you still cold?

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. We are deeply touched."

He was warm in words, but cold in heart.

Along with Ru Xian's eccentric temperament, what is famous in the demon realm is his medical skills, which are profound, divine, and unparalleled. Among them, the Spring-Touching Pill is particularly outstanding. If someone is seriously injured, although it may not have the miraculous effect of restoring flesh and bone or bringing the dead back to life, it is enough to save their life.

Many tribes came to this grand banquet seeking elixirs and medical advice, but now, seeing this bottle of fine elixirs thrown away, their hearts are filled with disappointment.

Lin Feiran was not happy to get the porcelain bottle. She was like Wu Dalang who had been poisoned once, and she would instinctively feel a chill down her spine at the mere mention of medicine.

Zhang Chunhe's gift of medicine was intended to remove the bone, but what about this demon lord?

She hesitated for a moment, then politely declined: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency, but Mingyue has not done anything, and I feel unworthy to accept it."

Ru Xian casually said, "Once I give it to you, it's yours. Whether you want to feed it to the cat or the dog after you take it is up to you."

Lin Feiran was slightly taken aback, but he had already looked at the prostrate King Kuofeng: "You have been rewarded, now comes the punishment."

King Kuofeng's eyes flickered slightly, his slanted sideburns trembled, and his ears turned slightly red. After a few moments of thought, he spoke: "Your Majesty, our clan has always respected the strong..."

"That's enough." Ru Xian sat back in his high chair. Just when everyone thought he wanted to move on, he raised his chin and said, "Skip these formalities. Whoever gave you the sword, step forward."

The saying "Forgive others when you can" is as fleeting as a hailstone.

King Kuofeng was speechless for a moment. His throat moved slightly, but he didn't know whether the person in front of him would yield to gentleness or force. He remained silent for a long time without uttering a word.

“Your Majesty need not question my father; I found this sword.” A handsome young man stepped forward.

Ru Xian looked at him and simply laughed, "With your level of cultivation, you think you can seal the Shangxie Sword in that sword box?"

"No," Ru Xian replied bluntly; he was really not a curious person.

The young man was speechless for a moment, but finally spoke: "Then I'll make it short. Today's events were all for Princess Mingyue. I have a friend who was deeply in love with Princess Mingyue, but they were forced to separate due to a marriage agreement. That's why we took a desperate gamble, finding the Shangxie Sword, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to abduct the princess. However, we didn't know the princess was so brave..."

He glanced at the girl in the hall and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

Lin Feiran: "..."

If you don't know how to laugh, you don't have to laugh.

The young man bowed deeply, his face filled with sorrow: "Since Your Majesty has no interest in the princess, please have mercy and grant us this happy union!"

The young man lowered his head and remained silent.

King Kuofeng couldn't help but turn around and slap him: "Foolish! Tell me the origin of the Lord's Sword!"

That's what she said, but she stood in front of her own son.

These words shocked the others, and Lin Feiran also gave him a rare look.

Magic techniques are different from martial arts. Martial arts are not limited by realm, but only differ in power, just like the sword technique Lin Feiran used before.

However, if the techniques are different and the level of understanding is not reached, even if one is very skilled in forming hand seals and making mudras, one simply cannot use them.

The Soul Searching Technique is not only difficult to learn, but more importantly, only cultivators at the Divine Travel Realm can use it.

The demon race is born with spiritual veins, but in terms of both advancement and magical talent, they are actually slightly inferior to humans.

Human race has seen a continuous stream of Saints who have returned to the True Realm, and there has even been a Pilgrimage Valley where many people have passed away peacefully. However, there are only a handful of Saints who have returned to the True Realm among the demon race.

If someone as young as Xue has already entered the realm of divine travel, wouldn't he be able to directly return to the realm of truth if given a few more years? At that time, he would truly be the only one of his kind in heaven and earth.

King Kuofeng was also greatly alarmed, but unlike the others, his alarm stemmed more from panic.

After the soul is searched, the person's consciousness is shaken, and they become mentally impaired, with no future.

King Kuofeng immediately begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, it is my fault for failing to discipline my son properly. I will bear all the consequences of today's misdeeds. Please forgive him, considering that he was eager to help his friend and had no malicious intent!"

“There are countless wounded here, so naturally you will have to bear the consequences.” Ru Xian nodded in agreement, but refused to forgive. “However, I have already given him a chance, but he was unwilling to reveal who gave him the sword, so I have no choice but to find him myself.”

Despite his silence, King Kuofeng did not budge an inch.

Wolf pack members have always been loyal to each other and protecting their offspring is their creed. Even if their son genuinely wanted to assassinate Ru Xian, they would not do something as righteous as killing their own family.

So what if he's a demon lord? He's just an outsider.

The scene fell silent for a moment, with everyone having different thoughts. Some were just watching the excitement, while others secretly hoped that Ru Xian would take action. Whether he was truly lost in his own world or just putting on a brave face, a test would reveal the answer.

"My lord, my elder brother has always been kind and gentle, and has never harbored any ill intentions. Please see the truth!"

Another young man darted out of the hall. He was mute and spoke indistinctly, as if afraid that the person on the high seat would misunderstand. He rushed up the jade platform, brushed aside the icicles on the ground, and knelt down at the feet of the snowflakes, kowtowing repeatedly.

"If you search my soul, my brother will be a fool from now on, and his life will be ruined. I beg you, Lord, to remember the past and have mercy!"

As if sitting cross-legged, his robe trailing on the ground, he glanced down at the hem of his robe, his smile fading. He raised his toes and touched the top of the man's head, and with a loud thud, the young man was shaken off the jade platform.

"If you have something to say, kneel down and answer."

King Kuofeng closed his eyes slightly, then suddenly opened them to look at Ruxie, whose eyes were like cold stars. The latter, however, did not care and simply used his fingers as a blade to cut open the corner of the robe that had been grabbed.

Lin Feiran raised an eyebrow slightly, watching the severed brocade being blown by the wind to the center of the lake. She couldn't help but sigh at the extreme nature of this person's temperament. Then, in the blink of an eye, she met those emerald eyes.

The displeasure in his eyes had not yet faded, and his eyelashes were half-lowered, like snow-laden pine branches, swaying violently.

"The bright moon of Taiwu Kingdom, some have come to vie for you, what will you do?"

Lin Feiran fell silent for a moment; no wonder the book often described this person as having a fickle temperament.

She was never the Bright Moon, and this Demon Lord probably already knew that. His words just now were merely a way to give her a reason to turn the page, since he saw that she had other intentions. He had clearly boarded this small boat by chance, but now he was jumping out and demanding that she say something. What kind of logic is that?

Lin Feiran bowed: "I do not know this young master, so I cannot make a hasty decision."

Ru Xian pondered for a moment, then propped his chin up and said, "If you don't want to talk, then search your soul and let me see what you're thinking."

Lin Feiran remained silent for a moment. What could she possibly be thinking? This person hadn't even realized that she wasn't Mingyue.

She still said, "I don't know this young master."

Ru Xian stared at her for a long time before turning to the other side: "What does King Kuofeng think?"

King Kuofeng glanced at his eldest son, who remained silent beside him, and his lips parted slightly.

Lin Feiran couldn't help but count in her mind: seven, six...

"Alright, I'm tired." He stood up abruptly and stepped onto the soft carpet. "I'm tired of acting with you all. Today, I, the Venerable One, must find out who gave me the sword."

Lin Feiran: "..."

Five, four, three, two, one.

After silently counting in her mind, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much better.

As she stepped down the stairs, the carpet seemed to grow longer with each step, and the scattered icicles around her were pushed aside by an invisible force, stirring up a cold wind. The hem of her white robe with gold patterns fluttered, and the gold ring on her right leg appeared and disappeared, shimmering with a cool light. It was tightly bound to her thigh, leaving a barely perceptible indentation.

He stepped forward slowly, bathed in the bright sunlight, with golden light gradually drifting around him, and a warm breeze suddenly rose.

King Kuofeng suddenly lunged forward, his hand clenched into a claw, and attacked: "Don't touch my son!"

Ru Xian frowned: "Do you wolves really have to fight up close?"

The next moment, his hands fell down like soft dough. Although his gaze was still fixed on the front, it had lost focus. He hunched over, his knees pressed together, like a puppet whose strings had been broken.

“Even the previous Demon King didn’t dare to get this close to me, yet you’re not afraid at all.” Ru Xian glanced at him sideways. “Your son has a wicked mind. Fortunately, I’m kind-hearted and willing to clean house for you today. You should be grateful.”

Upon hearing this, King Kuofeng mumbled something, but upon closer listening, it was just a buzzing sound. Mingting was greatly alarmed and immediately used his spiritual power to investigate, calling out to his father repeatedly, but received no response.

The people in the hall were even more shocked. King Kuofeng was not an unknown figure, yet he hadn't even lasted a single move against him.

A lake breeze blows in, causing the silk gauze to flutter, and the sunlight reflecting off the icicles on the ground to shimmer with iridescent colors. The rainbow light is reflected on the leisurely faces like scattered snowflakes, which is breathtaking.

He walked past King Kuofeng, paused slightly, and looked at Mingting with a complicated expression: "That provocation just now was really clumsy. I was going to punish your brother anyway, why did you have to do something so unnecessary? Now look what happened, you've ended up getting yourself involved."

The spiritual pressure descended from the sky, and Mingting could no longer maintain his innocent and childlike appearance. He knelt on the ground, his hoarse throat only able to make some sounds, and the veins on his forehead bulged, showing great pain.

Ru Xian looked down at him and said, "If I weren't in a good mood today, you would have suffered more than just this little bit of pain."

Mingting clutched his chest and said with difficulty, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness!"

The wolf youth gritted his teeth, his previous graceful demeanor vanishing, and burst into wild laughter: "The Way of Heaven is vast and insignificant; you are but a speck of dust, what is there to fear! I will not give you a chance to strike!"

As Ru Hai raised his hand, the boy finally pulled off the jade pendant from his waist. The array on the pendant shone brightly, and in another flash, he was already hundreds of meters away from the Yao Guang Platform, about to escape into the dense forest.

Lin Feiran was originally just observing, but she was shocked when she saw the formation. The formation was exactly the same as the one she had seen when she fled the mountain.

She instinctively wanted to chase after him and get to the bottom of things, but reason pulled her back.

She could no longer move.

A gust of wind passed by his ear, and a person leaped out of the hall, his feet crackling with tiny sparks of electricity. His shoulder-length ponytail swayed, and in no time, the boy had reached the edge of the dense forest. He smiled, revealing two tiger teeth, his expression pure and innocent.

It was the chestnut-haired boy who had just stood beneath the jade platform.

He spun around and kicked the horrified young wolf clan leader to the ground. In an instant, he dragged him back into the Yaoguang Platform.

"The Way of Heaven is so vast, yet it is but a drop in the ocean?"

Ru Xian stepped forward, glanced disdainfully at the sky without a trace of respect, then looked down at him and smiled.

"What is the Way of Heaven? And what are you?"

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