My Wife is A Sword God

Not right!

On the way back, Qin Feng suddenly stopped.

Even if those returning soldiers died in Jinyang City, so what?

If he were Senior Li, he would certainly bring the ashes of those soldiers back to the imperial capital.

One reason is to let them receive the honor they deserve.

The second is to let them return to their homeland.

In any case, it’s impossible to just silently leave the ashes of those soldiers in Jinyang City.

However, Senior Li’s choice really puzzled him. Could it be that there was a reason for the former to have to stay in Jinyang City?

“Young master, why did you stop?” Lan Ningshuang curiously asked.

“About the Battle of Zhenling Pass that year, how much do you know?” Qin Feng asked in return. After doubting Senior Li’s identity, he had read many historical books in the Listen To Rain Pavilion. However, apart from the initial one, there was no introduction to the Battle of Zhenling Pass.

This was unreasonable because such a significant battle should have left a vivid mark in the history of The Great Qian.

“The Battle of Zhenling Pass? Young master, why are you thinking about that again? Is it because of Senior Li?”

“Sort of. Tell me everything you know.”

Lan Ningshuang nodded and slowly revealed everything she knew, especially the “The Great Qian Battle History of Zhenling,” which she mentioned.

The content was not much different from the historical books Qin Feng had read before, but there was one point that caught his attention.

“Are you saying that even if The Great QIan gathered a hundred thousand soldiers and the supreme power of the Demon Slayer Division, and even received assistance from the Dragon Clan, they still weren’t a match for the Garuda clan on the surface?”

“At least that’s how it’s mentioned in the book,” Lan Ningshuang confirmed.

“It shouldn’t be like this. If that were true, how did The Great Qian force the Garuda clan to retreat to Tianling Mountain back then?”

“I don’t know about that.” Lan Ningshuang shook her head.

The records in the history books about this battle were extremely brief, describing only the fierce scenes and concluding with a narrow victory.

The rest of the details were not mentioned.

This made Qin Feng suspicious that there might be some unknown secrets about the Battle of Zhenling Pass.

Unfortunately, even if he wanted to explore, it would be futile. After all, eighteen years ago, he was just a newborn baby.

After replenishing the wine at Moonlit Pavilion and spending some time reading at Tingyu Pavilion, he was scolded by the old man before leaving.

Angrily, Qin Feng returned to the Qin residence. At this moment, the family was having dinner.

After a brief meal following the farewell with Lan Ningshuang, he left the main hall and went to Ya’an’s residence.

“This is the thirty-five jars of Drunken Immortal you wanted.” Qin Feng wiped his right hand, and thirty-five jars of liquor were neatly piled in the room.

Ya’an used a spatial treasure to put away the liquor and glanced at him meaningfully.

The immortal is intoxicated, and there is definitely a way to mass-produce it.

After delivering the things, Qin Feng planned to leave. As he was about to go, Ya’an suddenly said, “In at most seven days, the medicinal materials for repairing the meridians will be delivered here. At that time, I’ll trouble you.”

With a calm tone and a composed expression, Qin Feng still sensed a hint of unease and hope in the other party’s eyes.

“I will do my best to heal the injury to your right arm,” he promised.

“Okay,” Ya’an responded with a nasal sound, feeling inexplicably reassured.

Until Qin Feng left, Wang Xu respectfully said, “Young Master, if you are still worried, do you need to have the imperial physician come and check for you?”

“No need,” Ya’an shook his head.

If the imperial physician could heal the damaged meridians, why would Liu Jianli come to this remote place?

In that case, it’s better to place expectations on this man.

Qin Feng went to the kitchen of the Qin family. The servants greeted him respectfully, “Young Master, hello.”

Someone asked, “Young Master, did you not have a good dinner? Do you need us to cook something for you?”

“No need, you go about your business. I’ll just have a bowl of noodles.” Qin Feng waved his hand.

After a long conversation with Liu Jianli last night, he felt that his relationship with her had progressed significantly. Therefore, he must seize this opportunity and strike while the iron is hot!

With enthusiasm, he carried the noodles towards the lake pavilion. Just around the corner, he looked into the distance.

There was no sign of Lan Ningshuang, only the figure in white still sitting quietly in the middle of the lake pavilion.

Liu Jianli gently raised her right hand, pointing her index finger at the lake’s surface, causing ripples to appear.

At first, the ripples were like those caused by a breeze, but after a short while, the lake turned into a raging tsunami.

The lake surged, water pillars shot up, reaching the sky. However, at the moment of the majestic momentum, it quieted down again.

Liu Jianli’s right hand turned slightly, and the water pillars, like playful dragons, danced around the lake pavilion.

Qin Feng widened his eyes, amazed. What kind of divine technique was this? He even saw fish playing unaware in the water columns resembling the dragons!

Not only that, Liu Jianli’s right hand pressed down, and the water pillars split into water swords. Under the moonlight, the water swords emitted a bright and dazzling light.

But not long after, it seemed that the water sword could no longer maintain its shape and transformed back into a water dragon.

Liu Jianli retracted her right hand, and the water dragon pillar slowly descended. The wind was calm, and the lake was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Qin Feng could no longer describe the astonishment in his heart at this moment.

Initially, there were rumors in Heavenly City that Liu Jianli, at the fifth-grade realm, wanted to break through to the fourth-grade realm and simultaneously break through to the fourth level of sword intent. However, she did not survive the heavenly tribulation, leading to the rupture of her meridians, lower body paralysis, and even a significant drop in her realm. But now, it seems that these rumors could not withstand scrutiny!

When he accidentally saw Liu Jianli displaying her qi as she pleased, he suspected that her realm had not really declined.

And now, witnessing the amazing scene just now, these were not techniques that could be executed by someone at the fifth-grade of martial prowess and the third level of sword intent!

“Upon careful consideration, there are indeed many suspicious points in those rumors. Liu Jianli entered the fifth-grade divine realm at the age of seventeen, with the third level of sword intent. With her talent, how could she remain stagnant after two years? Moreover, she mostly practiced at the Myriad Sword Sect. The rumors circulating among the people of Fengtian City are mostly hearsay.”

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, and an idea popped into his mind.

“Perhaps, what Liu Jianli wants to break through is not the fifth-grade of martial prowess but the third-grade. As for the sword intent expert, Sima Kong, with his fifth level of sword intent and the realm of the Thousand Gods, he can turn the entire cold lake water into a spear, considering the scene just now.”

Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling that this idea was close to the truth but difficult to believe.

At the age of nineteen, stepping into the third-grade divine realm of martial prowess and touching the fifth level of sword intent, a realm that most martial artists spend their entire lives unable to fathom?

“I must be crazy,” Qin Feng muttered to himself.

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