Chapter 263 Wedding (Supplement) "Three bows to my beloved, the ceremony is complete!"...
A sword comes from the west, daring to roar in the east wind!
They heard no sound from behind, but upon hearing the clanging and tinkling sounds of their battle, they knew who it was.
The swirling wind from the sword brushed against my neck; it wasn't biting, but rather carried a refreshing coolness like the new life of spring.
Qiu Tong's tense nerves finally relaxed. She stepped over the threshold, clutched the red silk, and turned with Wei Changzai to look at the chaos outside the door, and at the figure who had leaped forward with a sword and was not at a disadvantage.
Amidst the chaos, Wei Changzai's eyes met hers.
Amidst the flashing swords, Qiu Tong bent down alongside him, her voice stiff as she spoke.
"Thank you all for coming from afar to attend our wedding banquet. The weather is fine today, and the heavens are on our side. Please rest here for a while, and after we go inside to complete the wedding ceremony, we will come back to drink and chat with you all."
As soon as the words were spoken, the two of them stood up straight, and the area outside the gate was completely silent.
Lin Feiran sheathed his sword and looked at them, his eyes deep and calm, like a solitary sword shadow standing before the door.
Qiu Tong's long-held tears welled up again. She knew all too well what Lin Feiran would face on this journey, and what kind of determination she had to make when she chose to take action.
Wei Changzai gazed back, and in this somber atmosphere, the two of them, just like in their previous lives, bowed three times to the "guests" outside the door, and then turned and walked back into the courtyard.
The attendants were all disciples of the esoteric sect. Upon seeing the blood outside the door, they were already trembling with fear, but they still kept scattering flowers by the side, not daring to be negligent for a moment.
Lin Feiran leaped onto the courtyard wall and looked inside.
Inside, all was peaceful and serene, with people clinking glasses and chatting happily, seemingly oblivious to the earlier screams.
On the rooftop, Bi Sheng was meditating, with countless rays of light emanating from her body, spreading across the sky and earth like silk threads, single-handedly controlling this secret realm.
She had originally obtained the method to control this place from Elder Chen, so she should have been fine. But who knew that Elder Chen would have an accident, and the spell that restrained this place had also loosened. Now the secret realm is shaking and trying to see them repel it. If she wants the wedding banquet to continue, she can only restrain and repair it here!
It's not a pity that this secret realm has collapsed, but at least we should wait until the ceremony is complete!
She and Lin Feiran gazed at each other across the distance, their eyes still filled with gloom.
They had met several times before, but this time their gazes toward Lin Feiran were different from before. If before it was just disgust and annoyance, now it had all turned into hatred and resentment.
The gaze was hard to ignore, but Lin Feiran didn't seem to care and looked away, glancing around.
She could see that Bi Sheng was currently restraining the secret realm. To break through this place, she would have to find the weak point that Bi Sheng was trying her best to repair.
"What are you waiting for?!"
Under Bi Sheng's angry rebuke, the nine swords standing around finally made their move. Lin Feiran observed the flow of spiritual energy in this world, then drew his sword, released the Golden Wave Umbrella, and began to wander around.
She is not a stubborn person; in fact, she has a good fighting mind. When facing so many experts, she chose guerrilla tactics.
It was said to be nine swords, but she only glanced at it briefly and found that the most troublesome Ao Xue was not there; only four people were attacking her.
A male cultivator wearing an actor's mask, Zhuo Jue, whom she had imprisoned, Fu Yin wielding the Azure Light Sword, and a burly man wearing straw sandals—that must be the Mountain-Moving Sword they were talking about.
Lin Feiran quickly assessed everyone and had a general idea of their situation.
After dodging for a few breaths, she found a place where spiritual energy converged.
Lin Feiran didn't wait any longer. He immediately released the Golden Ripples Umbrella, drew his sword, and rushed straight towards Bi Sheng, who was still unable to move!
"Where are you going!" Fu Yin shouted, then summoned his Azure Light Sword and charged towards her like a flying boat.
With a loud bang, Lin Feiran caught the azure light of Fuyin's sword, turned around and used the force to retreat several meters and land on the edge of the wall. The force was so great that it even cracked the bluestone wall several inches!
Without pausing for a moment, she leaped forward, her Golden Wave Sword immediately held horizontally in front of her, catching the double swords thrown by the actor. Then, she deflected the swords with a backhand, spun around, and kicked them. She used considerable force, but this cultivator, who was not weak, was kicked back several meters, landing right on Fu Yin.
Lin Feiran stopped looking and turned her gaze back to see a giant sword sweeping towards her. She immediately leaned back to dodge it, then braced herself with one hand, spun around to her feet, and thrust her sword, the Golden Wave Sword meeting the tip of the giant sword.
One large and one small, one light and one heavy, they stand in opposition, but the smaller one uses its small strength to deflect the heavy one, and for a time it can be considered to restrain the other!
Just then, another person attacked from the side. It was Zhuo Jue, the one she had imprisoned. He only held an ordinary longsword, but his movements were excellent. His sword intent was perfectly rounded and full, with few flaws.
Lin Feiran took a risky move, leaping onto the blade of the giant sword as he sheathed his own. To the astonishment of the two, he used the momentum of the sword to slash down with his backhand, and then casually pulled the incoming Zhuo Jue towards the blade of the giant sword.
Neither of them expected this bizarre move. Banshan immediately changed his sword stance, and Zhuojue also raised his sword to block. The two were entangled for only a moment, but that was enough time for Lin Feiran to escape.
The courtyard wasn't very long, and at this moment, Lin Feiran was almost in front of Bi Sheng, but the others were equally quick, and in the blink of an eye they had already surged behind her. Just as they were about to draw their swords to stop her, Lin Feiran's figure suddenly disappeared.
Having exchanged blows with Lin Feiran several times, Fu Yin reacted instantly and turned to look. Lin Feiran had already used the power of the Golden Ripples Umbrella to move to the place where spiritual energy was gathering.
His eyes were practically blazing: "It's another feint!"
Lin Feiran didn't care about the roars of the others. She knew that as long as this secret realm was destroyed, Bi Sheng would definitely be injured because of it, and the restrictions on Qiu Tong and the others would also be removed!
Just as she was about to raise her sword to stab, a person suddenly came slashing horizontally with a sword. The speed was extremely fast, as if he had expected it and was guarding nearby, waiting for her to get close so that he could immediately stop her!
Lin Feiran almost got hit, hurriedly raised his sword to parry, took a few steps back, and then looked up.
It was a cultivator wearing a mask and a fitted light purple Taoist robe. At first glance, his aura was somewhat similar to Bi Sheng's, and Lin Feiran recognized him at a glance.
Back in the heart of the Northern Plains, when many disciples of the Secret Sect were chasing and besieging her, this cultivator was among them. At that time, she suspected that he was a newcomer who had joined the Nine Swords. Now that she has seen him, she knows that her guess was correct.
At the time, I only caught a quick glance and couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. Now that I'm closer, I can tell that she is a female cultivator, and she looks strangely familiar.
Although Lin Feiran had her doubts, she couldn't afford to waste too much time right now.
After the two met, she immediately drew her sword and attacked. Her original plan was to engage the man in battle while circling around to the place where spiritual energy gathered to break through in one fell swoop. However, the man seemed to be very familiar with her plan.
Every time Lin Feiran tried to escape, she would stop him.
Both of them wielded their swords with incredible speed. After exchanging a few blows, Lin Feiran suddenly realized what was happening and was filled with surprise and confusion. After receiving another attack, she turned her sword energy and aimed it straight at the white mask on the man's face.
The female cultivator seemed to understand her intention. Instead of stopping her, she stepped forward and let the sword energy cleave open the mask, revealing a face that had not been seen for a long time.
"Pei Yu, it really is you."
Lin Feiran said slowly, "You have joined the esoteric sect."
Pei Yu raised her lips at her, but there was little smile in her eyes. She said coldly, "How come you only recognized me now? Even if you were wearing a mask, I could recognize you at first glance."
As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly restored her mask and attacked. Her long sword fell like rain, each strike and shadow dazzling the eye, leaving Lin Feiran no room to breathe.
Lin Feiran didn't have much affection for Pei Yu, but since they had grown up together, she still said, "The secret sect is unfathomable. If you join, you might not get anything good out of it."
Pei Yu spun around and pressed down, her sword strikes like a rainbow. She laughed, her voice still carrying her usual arrogance: "It seems you know nothing. Only by joining the Secret Sect can you truly have a chance to become a supreme expert."
Lin Feiran sheathed his sword, his gaze still lingering on the spot where spiritual energy gathered: "And what's the price?"
"The price? Didn't you see it? The price is to become a dog of the cult and be at their beck and call."
But so what? Before becoming stronger, one is always being driven by others. If not them, then someone else. Right now, we're just getting what we need. They need my help, and I need them..."
At this point, her voice paused slightly, not as if she had stopped on her own, but as if something had suddenly blocked her throat, preventing her from saying the rest of her words.
Pei Yu sneered and stopped speaking. She had obviously also broken through to a higher realm and was only focused on pestering Lin Feiran to buy time and wait for her weak points to be completely repaired.
Lin Feiran still didn't stop: "You don't care that Consort Wei is marrying Qiu Tong?"
Pei Yu laughed a few times: "Wei Changzai? He can't even compare to you now. I only care about being the strongest. Wei Changzai is no longer qualified. Whether we get married or not is not my concern. It's you I care about."
Lin Feiran, it's been a long time. You've had quite a few great opportunities. It's alright, they'll all be mine soon!
Even if the Holy Maiden didn't say anything, I wouldn't let you leave this place today!
Pei Yu knew her too well, and at this moment he was only pestering her, without any intention of fighting her. As a result, Lin Feiran was really stuck in place, unable to find a way to break free for a while.
Just then, a loud gong and drum sound suddenly echoed throughout the entire secret realm.
Lin Feiran heard a flat, monotone voice: "The two of you shall enter the main hall together and bow to the immeasurable."
Out of the corner of her eye, Lin Feiran saw that Wei Changzai and Qiu Tong had already thanked the guests and were walking together toward the hall filled with red candles.
She quickened her pace, but Pei Yu remained relentless. In a few moments, Fu Yin and the others caught up and tried to surround her.
Just as Lin Feiran was pondering a way to break the deadlock, the male cultivator named Zhuo Jue arrived first. He directly entered the space between the two and used an extremely flexible sword technique to deflect the two opposing longswords. Lin Feiran and Pei Yu both retreated several steps.
Taking this chance to catch her breath, Lin Feiran did not stop. She once again used the Six Divine Palace Techniques to summon six thunder swords and temporarily confront the group.
Two of them were aimed at Pei Yu and Zhuo Jue. The next moment, Zhuo Jue exclaimed in surprise, as if he had not expected it. While fighting Lei Jian, he was struggling to defend himself, and his figure always inadvertently blocked Pei Yu's way.
The actor on the other side did the same. He summoned several wooden puppets to block the thunder sword, but because there were too many of them, it became even more chaotic and blocked the mountain-moving team's progress.
Fu Yin was even more outmatched; his current cultivation level was no match for Lin Feiran, let alone having to deal with two of her thunder swords at once. He was visibly struggling.
Although the scene is chaotic at the moment, it is actually only a matter of a few breaths.
In that brief moment, Lin Feiran leaped up, stepped over the golden umbrella floating in mid-air, and plunged his sword into the point where spiritual energy converged.
In an instant, the secret realm was filled with turbulent winds and clouds. Countless thick and pure spiritual energies surged out from the sword mark, like a leaky sack, making Lin Feiran's robes flutter in the wind!
The longsword floated and sank in the spiritual energy. She gritted her teeth and withstood the surging force. With a shout, she pierced the sword once more!
With a deafening roar, the surging spiritual energy exploded, creating a thin, long crack in the sky above the entire secret realm. The surrounding towering mountains began to dissolve, and the clouds and mist churned together, flowing backward from the sky. Everything was collapsing.
The mansion trembled under the shock of spiritual energy, and the others were thrown several meters away. Zhang Chunhe simply sat still, raising his hand to hold Qiu Tong and Wei Changzai back, without offering any help to the others.
Meanwhile, Acheng, who was hiding in the main hall and silently controlling the wedding banquet with incantations, was hit by the airflow and crashed hard into the courtyard wall, spitting out blood.
The chanting suddenly stopped, as if blocked by something, and could only repeat the word "bow" over and over again.
At that very moment, Bi Sheng actually withstood the impact of the secret realm being broken open. With thousands of spiritual threads all tied to his body, he broke through the roof and landed directly next to Wei Changzai and Qiu Tong. He pursed his lips, formed a hand seal, and then pressed down on the back of their necks, forcibly pressing their heads down hard.
Thunder rumbled through the secret realm, and after the roar, came her scream.
After she finished speaking, her face twitched, she bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood, but a hearty smile appeared on her face.
"What can we do if we don't want to? The wedding is still on! From now on, nothing can stop us!"
Ignoring Wei Changzai and Qiu Tong's gazes, she casually pushed them aside and turned to rescue Acheng by the courtyard wall.
Qiu Tong, now free, immediately drew her Tai'a sword and cut off the silk ribbons binding her body. Meanwhile, Wei Changzai turned and ran towards Lin Feiran, drawing his sword to block Pei Yu's attack.
Pei Yu couldn't help but sneer: "I knew it, you've always only ever had eyes for her."
Wei Changzai did not answer, but looked at the fluttering figure, then leaped forward, using the shimmering sword to pierce through the crack and stabilize it in place of Lin Feiran, saying, "You go first!"
"Are you able to leave?"
The wedding banquet was over, and Bi Sheng no longer exerted any effort to maintain it. Instead, she withdrew all her spiritual threads, stood at the highest point, wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, and watched the secret realm collapse with a look of satisfaction.
"Lin Feiran, can't you see that both the hailstones and the wedding banquet are just bait? You think you're safe once you break through the secret realm? There's a trap waiting for you here!"
"Do you know why we chose the path to the afterlife? Because this is where you are destined to be buried!"
The secret realm was completely broken open, and the clouds, mountains, and dense forests all merged into one. The bright sunlight faded away, and everything was peeled away before everyone's eyes, revealing the true and eerie appearance of the outside world.
This is no longer Yingzhou City, but rather the area below the Path of Rebirth, located at the border of Dongyuzhou and Beiyuan.
The Path to Rebirth was originally built by our ancestors to defend against the teleportation gates of the demon race. It was invisible and colorless, like a series of transparent long bridges that spanned the five continents. Now, however, it has become a stepping stone for the esoteric sect.
Lin Feiran sheathed her sword and stood up, looking around. Every colorless bridge was filled with esoteric Buddhist cultivators, each with their magical artifacts suspended in front of them, aimed directly at her in the very center, ready to strike.
Ao Xue stood at the front, holding a long zither, her eyes filled with mockery.
Bi Sheng leaped into the air, landing in front of Ao Xue with A Cheng. A moment later, the remaining nine swords followed, standing behind Bi Sheng like indestructible shadows.
The people around her seemed to have descended from the heavens, standing high up and looking down at her against the light. At first glance, they were all shadowy figures, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
Before entering the secret realm, it was still early morning outside the boundary. They did not stay in the secret realm for long, so it should be daytime now. However, the sky was half day and half night, half black and half white.
She looked back and saw a cold, dark shadow coming from the west, devouring most of the sunlight and leaving a thick darkness behind it.
And floating at the very front of that night was the divine punishment that had not left the Northern Plains for many years.
The enormous icicles, like an old tortoise, crawled forward carrying the darkness of night, inching eastward toward the rising sun.
Lin Feiran watched quietly, suddenly recalling what she had seen in Chuncheng.
At that time, the sage spoke of the approaching nightfall in Kunming.
It will be night...
"Lin Feiran, do you even have the time to care about anything else right now?"
A mocking tone came from across the three bridges.
"Before you look up at the sky, take a look at the person in front of you. Today, you are doomed to die!"
Author's Note: There's a reason why the Spring City Flower Festival got its own volume; I've finally written this far! [crying emoji]
Many watery clouds rolled across the azure sky, and the rain continued to fall softly into the city, revealing a sense of leisure and tranquility that seemed secluded from the world.
Suddenly, a person burst out of the water, their hurried figure stirring up the clouds and shattering the peace.
Gu Yu descended swiftly like hail, heading straight for the hut. He had previously ordered his servant to invite the medical practitioners from the Goddess Sect. When he led them inside, the female cultivator with three ebony hairpins was already waiting in the room.
"Aunt Mei, come quickly and take a look at him. Is he unconscious or is his spiritual vein damaged?"
Gu Yu hurriedly placed the person on the couch and made room for her. The female cultivator named Mei Gu then stepped forward to check on her.
As she took his pulse, she carefully observed his pale complexion. His brows gradually furrowed, indicating that something was wrong. Only when her gaze fell on his chest did she relax slightly, her face showing confusion.
Gu Yu watched with growing concern, pacing back and forth, and couldn't help but ask, "Why is he frowning one minute and clicking his tongue the next? How serious is his condition?"
"What's the rush?" Aunt Mei leaned down to look at the golden needle, probing, "Is this person also a medical practitioner?"
"Yes, yes, he is Ru Xian."
Gu Yu spoke very quickly, even cracking her voice a little.
"I'm so anxious, I'm about to be on fire! Please take a look and see if there's anything wrong, and if there's anything I can do for you."
His sweetheart is still alone in the secret realm fighting with others. If something happens to her, not only will my conscience bother me, but if he wakes up, he'll definitely fight me to the death. How many moves can my fragile body withstand?
"So it was him." Aunt Mei let go of his hand, studied it for a moment, and then said, "His medical skills are far superior to mine. I have to figure out what this needle is for."
Gu Yu scratched her head anxiously: "Tell me quickly, I'm in a hurry to go back and save people!"
Mei Gu first helped Ru Xian regulate her spiritual energy, then took out a silver needle from her mustard seed bag and hesitated.
"As a fellow doctor, if I'm not mistaken, when he placed the needle in the heart acupoint, he was actually leaving an airway."
A cultivator's heart is different from other places; it takes three needles to calm it down.
If all three needles land on the chest, then one should rest peacefully and sleep for several days. If only one needle is inserted, then the other two needles should be inserted on the top of the head and the lower abdomen.
Gu Yu was completely confused: "What's the difference?"
Mei Gu refined the silver needles with spiritual energy and then said, "The difference is that one remains unconscious so that cultivators can treat it and recuperate properly, while the other awakens, but at the cost of expending a lot of effort."
"By leaving this opening, he is giving the choice to the person who inserted the needle: whether to wake him up or not."
She held the refined silver needles up to Gu Yu's eyes.
"Lord Guyu, tell me where to insert the needle so I can put it in."
Gu Yu gasped, pacing back and forth while rubbing her hands together. The runes on her face were all twisted and contorted, and she kept muttering to herself.
His friend really knows how to make people choose!
His life-or-death ordeal is imminent. If he is awakened, he will inevitably leave Rainfall City. How could I possibly watch him die in his fate?
But if she doesn't wake up, what if something happens to Lin Feiran...
Mei Gu's gaze followed Gu Yu's every move. After a long while, she couldn't help but ask, "Should it be stabbing my heart or my head?"
Gu Yu finally made up her mind and gritted her teeth, saying, "I don't know, so I'll leave this decision to fate!"
He took out a coin with a square hole in its center, closed his eyes, and tossed it upwards, saying, "Grandmaster, your disciple sincerely asks, may the face of the coin pierce my heart, and the reverse pierce my head!"
With a clang, the coin fell right to the edge of the bed, rolling to the side of Ru Shi's hand, with the words "Tongbao" on top.
Gu Yu sighed: "...Alright, let's go with the flow. You stay here and check on his condition, write down a prescription for recuperation, and I'll go find Lin Feiran!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Yu's figure disappeared like mist. Mei Gu shrugged and turned to look at Ru Xian.
"I've long admired your reputation. It's an honor to have acupuncture administered by a physician like you. If it's fate, then you should rest well. Your pulse seems a bit strange, so prescribing medicine for you won't be an easy task."
She muttered to herself as she raised the silver needle.
“The acupoints on the chest and abdomen of us medical cultivators are very hidden, I need to find them carefully… Ah, here it is.”
...
With a deafening roar, a thunderclap swept across the sky, whether brought by the dark, gloomy clouds or by the impending rain in broad daylight was unclear.
The air was filled with humid moisture, which, along with the still lake in the distance, made the atmosphere even more humid and stuffy.
Lin Feiran's gaze remained fixed on the icicle, unmoved by their provocation.
Upon hearing this, Wei Chang had already stood in front of Lin Feiran, the gleaming sword in his hand gleaming, and a thin layer of frost spreading beneath his feet. His gaze swept over the crowd before gently landing on Bi Sheng, cold and aloof, yet showing no sign of retreat.
“It’s going to rain.” Bi Sheng stared intently down below, twirled his right palm, and then released it, a drop of water immediately appearing in his palm. “Want to hide back in Rainfall City? Unfortunately, you will die here before the rain falls.”
Qiu Tong, still reeling from this turn of events, looked on in bewilderment.
"Are you confused? Today's wedding banquet isn't for you."
A familiar yet repulsive voice sounded behind her. She turned around and saw that it was Zhang Chunhe.
Remembering what he was supposed to do, Qiu Tong's eyelids twitched, and she immediately leaped back several meters. The spirit of the Tai'a sword also seemed to sense something and jumped out to block Qiu Tong's way.
The sword spirit was short, but his temper remained unchanged: "Bah! You old codger, no one has ever dared to seal me for so long. If I don't settle this score with you today, I'll be unworthy of being the Tai'a sword spirit!"
Zhang Chunhe merely glanced at the two of them, his whisk fluttering slightly: "As I just said, today's wedding banquet is not for you."
His gaze fell on Wei Changzai and Lin Feiran, his eyes gleaming with a pleasure unlike anything he had ever felt before.
Zhang Chunhe stepped forward, his voice indifferent: "Qiu Tong, don't you understand yet? This wedding banquet has never been important to me. What truly matters is the esoteric sect."
He was simply using this wedding banquet to see some things clearly and to achieve some goals.
From childhood to adulthood, Wei Changzai had tested countless times about the person he loved, but the answer was never Lin Feiran. Because of his past life, he had never doubted his feelings for Qiu Tong, and only felt that he was being paranoid.
Unexpectedly, the answer later changed.
People with this kind of personality also learned to conceal and deceive, and managed to fool him.
If he hadn't lost control of his emotions and revealed his true colors, he probably would have actually attacked Qiu Tong today, and let go of the person who should have helped him break through to the next level.
His gaze gently fell on Lin Feiran.
The wife who was murdered was naturally the wife in his heart, not the wife in name only.
His agreement to cooperate with the Secret Sect was all for this day. Only the Secret Sect could lure Lin Feiran here. With the help of the Secret Sect, she would have no chance of escape, even if she had wings. Then, Changzai would deliver the final blow...
He slowly closed his eyes.
Qiu Tong naturally sensed his true intentions, bit her lip and looked at him, immediately drawing her Tai'a sword: "How shameless! I will never let you pass!"
Zhang Chunhe looked at it and suddenly smiled: "Then let's see what progress you've made in this life."
Meanwhile, hundreds of magical weapons were aimed at Lin Feiran, waiting for Bi Sheng's command to unleash their power. Even if she had the ability to move mountains and overturn seas, she would not be able to escape from this net!
But instead of giving the order, she coldly looked at the boy protecting Lin Feiran.
Behind Bi Sheng, the Nine Swords and the others had different expressions.
Qi Chen silently looked in that direction, sighing inwardly. Although he wanted to help Lin Feiran, he could not stand against the Secret Sect for the sake of merit. Moreover, in this situation of being attacked by thousands of arrows, even if he took action, he could not save Lin Feiran.
Just as he was feeling disheartened, he suddenly noticed something, glanced to the side, and immediately and quietly pressed down on the person behind him, his brows furrowing slightly.
He and Zhuo Jue were friends for many years and even knew each other's identities. He knew that Zhuo Jue was Ji Changying, the eldest disciple of Daohe Palace, and that he and the two people below were fellow disciples. But such a relationship was not worth him fighting against a hundred people, or even going to his death.
Ji Changying rarely smiled. He stared straight at the center of the scene, his mask shifting slightly to reveal a face with faint cracks beneath.
He brushed Qi Chen's hand away, and Qi Chen immediately took half a step back, pressing him down again and whispering, "Wait and see! Your injuries haven't healed at all, what can you do down there?"
As the two were locked in a struggle, Ao Xue took the initiative to step forward and asked in a low voice, "Holy Maiden, aren't you going to make a move?"
Bi Sheng clenched his fists slightly, and said with a hint of evasion, "Wei Changzai is still there. Send an order to Zhang Chunhe to take the person away."
Ao Xue was puzzled: "So what if he's here? He's just a cultivator at the Advanced Realm. Could he possibly withstand a hundred swords and a thousand cuts?"
Bi Sheng did not answer. She remained silent, as if weighing something in her mind. After a moment, she looked at Zhang Chunhe, who was fighting with Qiu Tong, and transmitted her voice directly: "Chief Zhang, swords have no eyes. If you don't take your disciple away, we will shoot him dead too!"
Zhang Chunhe paused, looked back into the distance, and after a moment's thought, he used his power to freeze Qiu Tong in place. He said calmly, "Although you are not that strong, you are already several times better than in your previous life. Considering that I once sincerely wished you well, I will leave you here. What happens here is none of your concern."
He turned and left, his figure flashing like a shadow, arriving behind Lin Feiran and Wei Changzai in just a few breaths.
Just then, a stream of light suddenly flowed from all directions along the path to rebirth, appearing like a streak of light under the half-light sky, quite dazzling.
As the night gradually encroached, many star-like lights suddenly appeared and lingered for a long time. However, upon closer inspection, it was discovered that these were not starlight, but spiritual light generated by cultivators using their magical artifacts.
Lin Feiran's gaze finally relaxed at this moment. She thought that it must be those cultivators who stayed in the Northern Plains and tried to stop the spread of the ice pillars who had caught up with them.
A moment later, other cultivators appeared on the Path of Rebirth. They, too, had used this path to shrink the distance between people and follow the ice pillar to this place.
Along with these flashes of light came a faint ink mark, which suddenly appeared beside Lin Feiran. Her transparent figure vanished from her body in the blink of an eye, like a fleeting glimpse of a flower.
However, in that instant, Zhang Chunhe, who was usually calm, suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Lin Feiran's side, seemingly lost in thought.
His gaze immediately fell on Lin Feiran, filled with surprise and doubt. However, he had no time to look closely, as more and more cultivators were coming from this direction. He had no time to think further, so he immediately reached out and, after exchanging a few moves with Wei Changzai, he managed to suppress him. Then he flew away, leaving Lin Feiran alone in the same spot.
However, even after he left, his somewhat bewildered gaze remained on her.
Lin Feiran did not keep them, nor did she ever intend to. She simply drew her sword when her master returned, looked up at everyone, and then released the Golden Ripples Umbrella.
With the Golden Wave Sword in hand, a series of shadowy figures appeared around him, so heavy that even the sword itself was obscured and lost its luster.
A scarlet umbrella hung leisurely above her, casting a pale, misty light that gently enveloped her.
Bi Sheng raised his hand, about to bring it down, but paused when he saw the Golden Wave Sword. His expression, which had remained unchanged, suddenly wavered, showing a hint of anger and contempt.
"Do you think that tattered umbrella can protect you? That damned sword spirit was sealed away by us long ago, and judging by the time it's been there, it should have been obliterated by now! Jinlan's sword can actually nurture a sword spirit? How ridiculous!"
I don't want to see any of her things again, not you, not this sword!
"The sword spirit has been destroyed; today I will make you and this broken sword perish together at the Three Bridges!"
After speaking, for reasons unknown, Bi Sheng, in this critical moment, personally drew his bow and fired an arrow, aiming it directly at the longsword in her hand!
The arrow fell like a meteor, carrying a magnificent power, and the blazing white flames it left behind were like a soaring dragon, almost illuminating half the night sky!
Lin Feiran immediately dodged. She didn't believe it at first, but thinking of the strange behavior of the sword spirit not long ago, her brow twitched and she immediately looked down, but she still felt that something was wrong.
"Senior?" she called out as she dodged.
But after a few breaths there was still no response. Seeing this, Bi Sheng finally showed his first hearty smile of the day: "Hide everywhere. If you don't draw your sword, you'll pay with your life! If it doesn't break, it will break you!"
Lin Feiran continued to run and hide in the grass, constantly calling out to the sword spirit. Gradually, a sense of panic arose in her heart. Now that the sword spirit's situation was unclear, she was not prepared to draw her sword rashly.
As the white flame dragon swept across the land, about to rush towards her, Lin Feiran immediately formed hand seals, trying to find a way to avoid the attack. Suddenly, a red shadow flashed by and condensed in front of her.
A figure clad in leather armor and with red ribbons flowing from her arms appeared. She spun around, grabbed Lin Feiran's hand, and led her around with a strange movement, finding the opening in the move with practiced ease, and then slashed down fiercely!
After a hurricane, the azure dragon bowed its head, the white flames dissipated, leaving only a broken, snow-white arrow.
Who's laughing so awfully?
The sword spirit appeared beside Lin Feiran, its clothes brightly colored, as if to make sure everyone could see it clearly.
"A single long snake is not enough to break the Golden Wave Sword."
Upon hearing this, Bi Sheng's smile froze, turning into a chill. She first gave Zhang Chunhe a deep look, then her sharp gaze shot straight at the sword spirit, her anger barely contained.
Ao Xue looked directly at Zhang Chunhe: "You dare to cheat?!"
Zhang Chunhe's gaze fell on Lin Feiran. After a moment, he simply said, "I would never cheat on such trivial matters. That is indeed the method of breaking the sword."
Bi Sheng looked over, her gaze fixed on a certain spot, her emotions fluctuating even more than before, her eyes almost blazing with fire, her fists clenched so tightly they turned white. She didn't look at Zhang Chunhe again, and suddenly raised her hands and lowered them.
"Let's do it!"
In an instant, hundreds of swords and magical artifacts flew out like streaks of light. Their sheer number and close spacing almost obscured the remaining half of the daytime sky. The sword shadows crisscrossed in one place, casting a net-like pattern on Lin Feiran's face and weaving in her eyes.
Almost everyone was looking at Lin Feiran.
Watching her raise an extremely long sword, which at this moment seemed extremely small.
She watched as a faint red light, appearing extremely faint amidst the sword shadows, enveloped her.
Everything she held seemed so insignificant and laughable under this particularly powerful offensive.
Qiu Tong was frozen in place, staring blankly, unable to utter a sound, tears already rolling down her cheeks.
Wei Changzai was controlled by Zhang Chunhe, and his heartbeat almost stopped at that moment. Ji Changying's face cracked even longer, his spiritual power was greatly depleted, and he immediately collapsed to his knees.
Gu Yu, who was rushing towards this place along the path of rebirth, exclaimed in surprise and threw out a life-saving token with trembling hands. However, he was still some distance away, and this move was obviously too late.
Almost everyone's face was filled with fear, but Lin Feiran remained calm and looked back. He took a half step back with his right leg and slightly lowered his body, using the most familiar and basic sword-raising stance.
It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, or a mayfly trying to shake a tree.
How can one person withstand an army of thousands?
Even if we can't stop it, we still have to.
"Feiran, have you thought it through?" The Grandmaster's voice appeared in my ear.
"I've thought it through."
She heard herself reply in a slightly hoarse voice.
Purple lightning and blue light had already appeared beneath Lin Feiran's feet, and the Golden Wave Sword flashed with a sharp light. The sword spirit was right beside her, also preparing for battle. Just at this critical moment, a figure that should not have appeared here suddenly blocked her way.
Dressed in white with gold ornaments, her long hair flowing, a willow-leaf sash made of gold thread tied around her waist, her sleeves no longer bound, but wide open in the wind, lotus rings on her wrists faintly visible, and gold rings on her legs gleaming.
Gu Yu, who was rushing over, stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Ru Xian should have been sealed by the needles and was still unconscious. How could she be here?
The appearance of such a figure was like gold flowing in the dark night, instantly illuminating the darkness of the place.
However, despite being bound by such interconnected and restrictive mechanisms, he looked up at the countless magical artifacts and slowly raised his hand.
The moment the incantation was uttered, everything before one's eyes seemed to freeze for a moment.
The swirling fallen leaves paused in mid-air, the rising mist lingered on the branches, the first drop of rain stopped before his eyes, and even the wind seemed to halt, obscuring Lin Feiran's vision.
Everyone stared at him, their eyes widening slowly, Lin Feiran included.
She looked at the figure in front of her, then looked up.
Hundreds of magical artifacts remained suspended in mid-air, colliding with the remaining wind and creating extremely deafening and terrifying gale-force sounds.
He uttered the second incantation.
The next moment, the countless magical artifacts that filled the sky suddenly began to dissipate, starting with the first sword which turned into spiritual light. Then, like burning willow catkins, they retreated rapidly backward with the force of a wildfire.
In just a few breaths, all the magical artifacts vanished, leaving only a wisp of light, like fireflies, flowing around.
In the dim light, Lin Feiran looked at the person in front of her, her gaze blank.
Author's Note: You didn't expect this, did you...?
P.S.: After the next chapter is finished, this volume will be complete, and the final volume will begin soon. The final volume won't be very long.
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