My Wife is A Sword God

Repeated days always slip away quietly between the fingers.

After successfully asking the elders to forge the knife, Qin Feng’s life returned to its usual state.

Practicing medicine, studying, accumulating Literature Qi.

If there was any change, it was that every day he would check in at the Demon Slaying Department. In the evenings, he would then meet his beautiful wife, nurturing their relationship, talking about life, and discussing ideals.

But what puzzled him a bit was that, for some reason, his wife seemed quite concerned about his cultivation progress during this time.

It was now the first month, and the cold wind was biting.

Qin Feng walked with Lan Ningshuang on the way to the Listen To Rain Pavilion.

After the manifestation of the dragon veins in Jingyang City, his speed of accumulating Literature Qi became faster. Now, he was at the ninth level of the Divine Sea, just a step away from completion.

According to his own estimation, today would likely be the day of his Heart Questioning Trial.

Every practitioner’s understanding of the Heart Questioning was different, but without exception, regardless of the answer given by the practitioner, they could successfully enter the eighth-rank Bright Heart Realm.

It was as if this so-called Heart Questioning was just a matter of formality.

Walking in Jinyang City, Qin Feng looked around.

Due to the arrival of the Divine Workshop team, Jinyang City has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Not only are the streets spacious, but the city is also expanding outwards.

Ten days ago, as a white light shot into the sky, Jinyang City’s protective barrier was also created, and the people in the city cheered.

After all, the establishment of the protective barrier would make them feel more secure in such a dangerous world.

For them, living well was indeed a grand thing.

It is worth mentioning that it was also at that time that Zhen Tianyi and Yu Mei were summoned away by an imperial decree.

Qin Feng didn’t think much about this. It was impossible for a divine general and a thirty-six star to stay in the same place all the time.

His younger brother had been freeloaded by a divine general for such a long time, learning both the art of the knife and the insights, which was already a huge gain.

Moreover, when Lord Mad Blade left, it was not that he left nothing behind.

It was a Blade Qi, slashing through the sky above the Qin residence, capable of tearing through the void, an indelible Blade Qi.

Like a crack on the surface of a smooth mirror, it looked abrupt at first glance.

If you stared at it for a few more glances, it was eerie yet incredibly shocking.

Even Liu Jianli, upon seeing Blade Qi, stopped for a long time.

“Have you recently gained any insights from the Blade Qi left by Senior Mad Blade?” Qin Feng asked, turning his head.

During this time, apart from her usual guard duties, Lan Ningshuang spent her time with Liu Jinali in the lakeside pavilion, learning to control her Qi.

Late at night, she would go to the Qin residence courtyard and quietly observe Blade Qi.

Upon hearing this, Lan Ningshuang shook her head slightly, “The Blade Qi left by Senior Mad Blade has many mysteries. When I try to comprehend it, I always feel like I’ve grasped something. But in the end, it seems like I haven’t understood anything.”

The beauty sighed, quite frustrated.

Qin Feng comforted, “Perhaps it’s because you’re studying swordsmanship rather than blade techniques?”

“No, Miss has told me that the insights of the divine weapon intent can be integrated and interconnected. Sometimes, even the moves can be universally applied. I think I’ve been unable to comprehend anything, maybe because my talent is insufficient.”

“How could that be? Even my second brother hasn’t gained any insights from that Blade Qi, and he has received guidance from Senior Mad Blade for a long time.

The Balde Qi is so mysterious; it’s naturally not something that can be achieved overnight,” said Qin Feng.

“Master, you may not be aware, but Xing Sheng and I can already sense that the Second Young Master is close to the third level of the Sword Intent Realm, the Clear Mind Realm,” Lan Ningshuang revealed with an admiring expression.

When she first arrived at the Qin residence, she surpassed the Second Young Master in both cultivation and understanding of the weapons.

However, in the blink of an eye, he had surpassed her.

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng opened his mouth and sighed after a moment.

Indeed, there’s no pain without comparison.

Someone else’s child had become his own second brother. Who could he complain to about this bitter feeling?

“Why don’t you let Miss instruct you on the Sword Intent? She has already reached the Fifth Realm of Sword Intent.” Qin Feng suggested.

However, Lan Ningshuang smiled helplessly at his words, “Miss has tried to guide me before, but Master, you must be aware of Miss’s talent. Throughout the Great Qian Dynasty for the past century, no one can compare. So, her way of cultivation may not be suitable for most people.”

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, understanding her meaning. It was like in his previous life when he asked the class genius for help with a geometry problem, and the genius simply drew an auxiliary line, saying, “Now you should know how to solve it, right?”

Geniuses can hardly comprehend the struggles of ordinary people!

He began to sympathize with Lan Ningshuang; everyone around him was either a genius or a freak. Living in such an environment for years would naturally lead to self-doubt.

Oh, wait, there was one exception—Black Charcoal Head at the bottom.

Qin Feng glanced at the beauty beside him, feeling a bit sorry for her. Then he looked around and suddenly spotted a candied fruit stall on the street.

With a plan in mind, he walked over quickly.

“Boss, how much for the candied fruit?”

“Two cents for one skewer.”

The stall owner, a middle-aged man with a slender figure and rough skin, smiled kindly. Beside him, a young man squatted, holding a twig and drawing something on the ground.

Qin Feng glanced at it, smiled slightly, and realized the boy was practicing calligraphy.

He handed over eight cents and bought four skewers of candied fruit.

He gave one skewer to Lan Ningshuang. The moment she received the candied fruit, her eyebrows and eyes curved like a crescent moon, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

However, when Lan Ningshuang counted the number of candied haws, her eyebrows lightly furrowed, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

Qin Feng tasted one candied haw and praised, “Not bad, really sweet.”

The middle aged man, upon hearing this, laughed and replied, “All these skills are passed down from our ancestors, so naturally, they are top-notch.”

At that moment, the stall owner noticed the actions of a child nearby. His smile disappeared, and he spoke displeased, “Tie Wa’er, what are you messing around with? I’ve told you not to fiddle with these!”

The young lad, upon hearing this, lifted his head. Seeing his father’s expression, he reluctantly dropped the tree branch, using his palm to wipe away the twisted characters on the ground.

Qin Feng, puzzled, asked, “If he likes writing, let him write. Why stop him?”

The stall owner, helpless, said, “What’s the use of reading and writing in this day and age? In this chaotic world, instead of bothering with these trivial things, it’s better to focus on strengthening the body. At least, if you encounter danger in the future, you can run faster.”

He then scolded the young boy, “Go home and learn how to make candied fruits from your mother. At least you’ll have some means of making a living in the future. If I’m not around one day, you won’t starve.”

The young boy stood up, responded, and ran towards the side of the street. Due to his haste, he tripped over a stone, nearly falling.

The concerned middle-aged man said, “Take it slow!”

At this moment, Qin Feng noticed the patched-up trousers of the stall owner, and at the tear on the right leg, a conspicuous scar caught his eye.

The middle-aged man also noticed Qin Feng’s gaze, pulled down his pant leg, covering the wound, and said, “That night, the streets were full of monsters. Luckily, I ran fast and hid in the innermost alley. It was close; I almost didn’t make it back.”

The night of the Hundred Ghosts?

Qin Feng was somewhat moved and said softly, “Surviving a great calamity brings great fortune.”

The stall owner gave a thumbs up, “Young master, you look like an educated person. That’s a profound saying. With the current upheaval in this small town, it’s time to enjoy life.”

“I’ll take all these candied fruits,” Qin Feng said, taking out a string of copper coins.

The stall owner expressed his gratitude repeatedly, watching the figures of Qin Feng and his companion as they left.

As the cold wind blew, he shivered, glanced at the traces on the ground, and a hint of guilt appeared in his eyes.

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