Xiao Feng clenched his fist, a resolute glint in his eyes: "Only by becoming stronger can I protect those I want to protect."
Su Xueqing chuckled softly, covering her lips with her jade-like hand: "Haste makes waste. The most important thing to avoid when cultivating the Heavenly Demon Art is to be calm and composed. If you continue like this, you might suffer a qi deviation."
A hint of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Let's stop here for today."
Xiao Feng nodded, stood up, and cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for your guidance, Miss Xueqing." With that, he turned and left, his steps hurried.
"That kid's going to find Wu Hai again, isn't he?" Su Xueqing shook her head gently as she watched Xiao Feng's retreating figure.
Su Xueqing glanced at Xiao Feng suspiciously, but didn't ask any further questions.
She gently patted Xiao Feng's back and said softly, "Then get some rest. Remember to take care of yourself and don't always focus your attention on others."
Xiao Feng nodded, responding absentmindedly.
His thoughts drifted back to Ouyang Mingyue, wondering how that stubborn little girl was doing now.
Meanwhile, in a mountain forest not far from the Ming Cult, Ouyang Mingyue finally awoke from her coma.
She felt a dull ache all over her body, especially in a certain embarrassing area, where she experienced a tearing pain.
"Hiss..." Ouyang Mingyue gasped and struggled to sit up.
She looked around and found herself lying on a grassy field, surrounded by dense woods.
Recalling what had happened, Ouyang Mingyue's face turned deathly pale. She looked down at her clothes and found them covered in mud and blood.
"Xiao Feng!" Ouyang Mingyue shouted the name through gritted teeth, her eyes blazing with fury: "I'm going to kill you!"
She suddenly stood up, but staggered due to the intense pain.
Despite the pain, Ouyang Mingyue steadied herself by holding onto a nearby tree trunk.
Just then, a terrible thought suddenly entered her mind: suicide.
Ouyang Mingyue's hand unconsciously reached for the sword at her waist, but she hesitated the moment she touched the hilt.
"No..." Ouyang Mingyue muttered to herself, a struggle flashing in her eyes: "I can't just give up like this. I'll make that bastard pay the price!"
She knew that the most important thing now was to leave this place and return to Liuhuoshan Manor.
Only by returning to the protection of her family could she find a way to take revenge.
Ouyang Mingyue gritted her teeth and walked step by step toward Liuhuo Mountain Manor. She was determined to avenge this blood debt.
Along the way, Ouyang Mingyue kept plotting in her mind how to take revenge on Xiao Feng.
"Xiao Feng, you just wait!" Ouyang Mingyue said through gritted teeth, "I will make you pay the price!"
Thus, filled with hatred and a determination for revenge, Ouyang Mingyue made her arduous journey toward Liuhuo Mountain Manor.
Speaking of Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng arrived at a dark and damp cave in the back mountain. "Senior Wu, your disciple Xiao Feng requests an audience."
"Hehehe..." A sinister laugh echoed from inside the cave: "Isn't this our genius disciple? You've finally remembered me?"
Wu Hai slowly walked out of the cave entrance, a meaningful smile on his face.
"This disciple has always been thinking about Senior's poison skills..." Xiao Feng said with a forced smile.
"Come on, I'll take you to a good place." Wu Hai turned around and led the way, bringing Xiao Feng to an underground secret room.
The secret room was gloomy, with moss crawling all over the walls, and various strangely shaped bottles and jars placed in the corners. Several brightly colored venomous snakes were coiled on a rotten wooden shelf, flicking their tongues.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside Liushan Manor was heavy.
"If Bai Junhao doesn't come back soon, we'll all go back to our respective factions!" An elder slammed his fist on the table and stood up.
"Exactly, we've been waiting for three days already, if this continues..."
Bai Zhao stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Please be patient, everyone. Junhao has always been reliable in his work, and he will surely come with something."
The moment the words were spoken, the door burst open.
Bai Junhao walked in carrying a huge burlap sack, from which came strange thumping sounds.
"Junhao, this is..." Everyone held their breath.
Without saying a word, Bai Junhao untied the sack.
A half-human, half-bird monster fell to the ground. It was pitch black, with a human torso and bird wings, a sharp beak on its head, blood-red eyes, and an aura that sent chills down your spine.
"Oh my God!" the crowd exclaimed and stepped back.
Elder Zhang of the Crimson Flame Sect narrowed his eyes: "Wait, this aura... could it be the legendary Golden-Winged Bird? But how could it have turned into this?"
"Interesting." As soon as Bai Zhao finished speaking, Ao Guang quickly walked up to the half-human, half-bird monster.
He crouched down and carefully examined the ominous creature, a sense of unease rising within him.
Ouyang Mingyue has been missing for several days, and every minute and every second is torture for him.
“But we still don’t know Mingyue’s whereabouts,” Bai Junhao said coldly, turning to Ao Guang: “You can interrogate that person.”
Ao Guang nodded; he was also worried about his apprentice.
"It's been several days..." someone whispered in the crowd, "That young master's wife is probably..."
"Shut up!" Song Sinian shouted sternly to stop the whispers: "Anyone who dares to speak ill of Miss Mingyue will be silenced forever!"
Bai Junhao clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"In that case, let's use this monster as a sacrifice for the flag."
He surveyed his surroundings, his voice icy: "The Ming Cult dares to lay a hand on the people of my Liuhuo Mountain Manor. From this day forward, I will make them pay for their crimes in blood!"
"We swear to follow the Master to the death!"
"Kill the remnants of the Church of Light!"
"Avenge the young master's wife!"
The crowd was filled with excitement and shouted slogans.
Ao Guang frowned; he felt that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Ao Guang's heart pounded like a war drum, the noise around him gradually blurred, and only the heartbreaking sound of weeping echoed in his mind.
Even after returning home, Ao Guang remained restless.
Just as his thoughts were in turmoil, Ouyang Mingyue appeared in his sight, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.
She threw herself into Ao Guang's arms, her voice trembling with endless grievance and despair: "Master... I'm so scared..."
Ao Guang's heart tightened the moment he saw his disciple. He gently stroked her back and whispered, "Mingyue, don't be afraid. No matter what, you are the young master's wife of Liuhuo Mountain Manor. No one can hurt you."
Ouyang Mingyue raised her head slightly, her eyes blurry with tears and a hint of confusion: "I was just locked up... I'm really fine..."
"If I hadn't been trapped, I would have committed suicide long ago."
Upon hearing this, Ao Guang felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and his inner turmoil intensified.
He knew Ouyang Mingyue's temperament; she was always stubborn and wouldn't easily back down. He was afraid she would suffer a lot this time.
Just then, Song Sinian suddenly burst in, his face contorted with rage like a volcano about to erupt.
His fists clenched, his eyes burning with hatred: "I will kill everyone who has insulted Mingyue!"
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