My Wife is A Sword God

Xing Sheng sincerely admired, “Brother-in-law is truly amazing, actually able to unleash such a powerful formation in the Ninth Rank realm.”

In fact, I was also drained. One shot was already the limit. Qin Feng stood up with difficulty: “It was just so-so. If we compare the power of that move with a martial artist using Divine Martial Arts, it would probably be at what level?”

Xing Sheng pondered for a moment and replied, “If my perception just now is correct, that strike should be equivalent to a full-powered attack from a martial artist at the Second Layer of Martial Intent and the Seventh Rank Warrior.”

Such great power?

Qin Feng felt a thrill in his heart, quite satisfied. At least, with this move, he had a certain ability to counterattack.

But it was regrettable that he could only use it once; after that, he had to flee.

Moreover, the drawback of the long precasting shake couldn’t be effectively resolved at the moment.

“Alas, the road is long and arduous,” sighed Qin Feng.

As it was nighttime, the dim light made Black Charcoal Head unaware of the formation under Qin Feng’s feet. So he asked, “Brother-in-law, were you turning the entire courtyard into a formation just now?”

Qin Feng shook his head, signaling for him to come closer. “This is White Thunder formation.”

Black Charcoal looked at the circular formation, which was only ten inches in diameter, with great surprise. “I originally thought that the size of a formation should be measured in feet at least. I didn’t expect that the power of that move just now only required such a small formation.”

Qin Feng nodded, “White Thunder is activated by Literature Qi, unrelated to the size of the formation. The key is how much Literature Qi can be infused.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Onlookers see more than the players; Black Charcoal’s question reminded him.

Since White Thunder’s formation had no size requirements, he could completely sketch the formation in advance on something portable. This way, he wouldn’t need the pre-casting shake!

“I’ve figured it out!”

“Brother-in-law, what did you figure out?” Xing Sheng, was puzzled.

Qin Feng didn’t answer, eagerly running towards Qing Er’s room.

In the same spot, Xing Sheng was left looking bewildered.

The next day, before dawn, even Qin An, who usually practiced early in the morning, did not come to the courtyard.

But Qin Feng was already in position.

After a night of rest, the Literature Qi in his body had recovered, so he wanted to try out the idea that occurred to him last night!

Qin Feng took out the gloves sewn by Qing Er and slowly put them on.

On the inside of the gloves, there were complex circular patterns drawn with a brush, precisely White Thunder’s formation!

Since Roy Mustang, the State Alchemist in Fullmetal Alchemist, could engrave an alchemy array on his gloves, unleashing the astonishing power of flame alchemy, so could Qin Feng.

So, Qin Feng, naturally, can also follow the same pattern, depicting the formation on the gloves, and unleash the White Thunder!

“I have to say, Qing’er, this girl’s craftsmanship is really good. The gloves feel quite smooth when worn,” Qin Feng sighed, and then his face became serious.

He took a deep breath and began to channel the Literature Qi into the formation on the gloves.

The situation that followed was the same as last night. Literature Qi continued to be drawn into the formation, and a dazzling white light emitted from the formation.

It’s happening now!

Qin Feng’s eyes widened suddenly, his palm flat, and his right index finger pointed in the direction he wanted to attack.

The white thunder transformed into a white line, striking towards the sky.

White light flashed and disappeared in an instant!

It worked!

The Literature Qi in Qin Feng’s body was depleted again, and he sat on the ground, his face filled with excitement and joy.

If the White Thunder move is used well, encountering enemies, it can definitely catch them off guard!

“I am no longer the waste that can only hide behind others!” Qin Feng clenched his fist.

After a while, he added, “Probably.”

After dawn, Qin Feng, in a great mood, had three bowls of porridge and then headed towards the direction of the Black Mist Forest with Lan Ningshuang.

Not seeing Sister Mo for many days, he missed her a lot. Of course, his real purpose was to ask for another life-saving true manifestation.

On the way, Lan Ningshuang worried and asked, “Master, last night, the white thunder appeared in the Qin Mansion. Did anything happen on your side?”

Miss Lan didn’t know that I was the one who used the White Thunder. Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, shook his head, and said, “Last night, I also saw that white thunder. It was truly amazing. At that time, Black Charcoal Head was with me, directly scared and sitting on the ground, exclaiming that the white thunder could not be performed by ordinary people; it must be a divine skill.”

“I also think that someone who can perform such a technique is definitely not an ordinary person. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see it with my own eyes.”

Lan Ningshuang naturally knew who Black Charcoal Head was, and her expression was strange as she said, “Sir Xing, facing a group of ghosts and demons, he can charge forward without changing his expression. How could he be scared by mere thunder?

As for the person who only dares to use techniques in secret, he must be a nobody, not worth mentioning.

If there is another chance, I will definitely catch that person.

Master, please rest assured.”

“I can’t feel at ease. If you really catch me, it would be awkward.” Qin Feng cleared his throat and timely changed the topic.

Near the Black Mist Forest, an unexpected scene occurred. The dreaded dangerous place, which people used to talk about with fear, actually had someone walking out of the mountains.

What is going on?

Is it that the hungry sounds of the little beasts are no longer frightening, or is Sister Mo’s black mist not working well anymore?

Even more surprising to Qin Feng was that the towering snake-headed cliff had disappeared!

Did Sister Mo transform into a human again?

Curious, Qin Feng stopped a burly young man to inquire about the situation, and his expression changed.

It turned out that three days ago, the snake-headed cliff in the Black Mist Forest disappeared, along with the earth-shaking roar of the beast.

Not only that, but the black mist that shrouded the mountains and forests no longer spread every night.

Many people speculated that a powerful monster in the forest had left for elsewhere.

The common folk, who made a living by hunting wild beasts, cautiously explored the outskirts of the forest, but they never encountered any danger. Eventually, they mustered the courage to enter the forest.

So, the current scene unfolded.

After thanking the man, Qin Feng fell into contemplation.

If the little white creature is still in the Black Mist Forest, Sister Mo would never allow these people to enter the forest.

Did Sister Mo and the little beast really leave?

It shouldn’t be.

“Sister Mo said at the time that she and the little one stayed here because of the latter’s mother’s instructions. And there is a thin aura here that can accelerate her cultivation, which is also beneficial to the little one. In other words, unless forced, Sister Mo and the little beast would never leave this treasure land. Did something unexpected happen?”

Qin Feng became somewhat worried. Although Sister Mo was a snake demon, her heart was not evil. After several encounters, he considered her a friend.

And that cute little creature, he found it very likable too.

Qin Feng sincerely hoped that nothing would happen to them.

“Three days ago, I was in Qiyuan City. Sister Mo’s departure, is it related to the trouble in Qiyuan City? No, it shouldn’t be. The invasion of the city happened earlier. If she really wanted to escape because of that, it should have been when the earthquake was sensed in Jinyang City. She should have left with the little one.”

Qin Feng kept guessing but couldn’t find a clue, his brow furrowed.

Seeing this, Lan Ningshuang on the side asked with concern, “Young Master, are you okay?”

Qin Feng shook his head, “Let’s go back.”

Without Sister Mo, there was no need to enter the Black Mist Forest.

As the two prepared to leave, Qin Feng turned his head to look once again at the clearly missing section of the cliff.

In his heart, he prayed that Sister Mo and the little one were safe.

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