My Wife is A Sword God

As night fell, there was not a cloud in the sky for thousands of miles.

The crescent moon hung in the sky, and stars filled the chessboard-like expanse.

Qin Feng looked up at the starry sky, then closed his eyes.

According to what is said in the book and the old man’s advice, if you want to observe the Fate Stars, you must not rely on what you can see with your naked eyes, but you must observe the sky with your spiritual consciousness!

Under his Divine Sea, he looked at the stars again, and the brilliant stars underwent some changes.

They began to emit a white halo, shining brightly.

These were the White Fate Star!

While Qin Feng observed the Divine Sea, he was also curious.

The old man had told him that the Sixth Stage Fate Divination was a barrier. Although White Fate Star were the lowest grade, many Literature Saints throughout history couldn’t find them and were stuck in the seventh-grade Righteous Qi realm.

He even had a feeling that if he wanted to, he could easily connect with one!

“No, I can’t be so casual. Martial arts, Hundred ghosts, Literature Saints, and various other traditions.”

The stronger the foundation is laid in the early stage, the stronger the ability will be in the later stage.

If I casually connect with a white Fate Star here, although I can quickly reach the sixth grade, once I enter the higher grades, I’ll lag far behind others of the same grade.

Moreover, the divination ability of White Fate Star is too limited.”

If Blue Fate Stars can predict which direction is suitable for today and how the fortune is, then White Fate Star can at best remind you not to go out today.

“On the other hand, I can clearly sense so many White Fate Star. Why can’t I see a single star of other colors!”

Qin Feng wanted to swear. His requirements weren’t high. He didn’t expect to sense the legendary gold color!

But even if there’s no gold or purple, shouldn’t there be at least a few blue ones?

But what’s with this pure white light above his head?

At this moment, he suddenly thought of his peculiar double pupils: “Although using Divine Sea to observe Fate Stars is the right way, if I use these eyes, will there be any different discoveries?”

Once this thought arose, it became more and more intense.

Qin Feng couldn’t contain the curiosity in his heart. A golden light flashed in his pupils as he gazed towards the sky.

Then, those White Fate Stars erupted with dazzling white light.

“Damn!”

He felt his eyes stinging, as if the titanium alloy dog eyes were about to go blind!

Closing his eyes and gently rubbing them with his hands for a while, the stinging sensation gradually faded.

However, the temples on both sides of his head still throbbed faintly, and his consciousness seemed strangely hazy.

In this state, it was impossible to continue observing the starry sky and perceive the Fate Stars.

Helplessly, Qin Feng could only return to his room and rest early.

Perhaps perceiving Fate Stars was too exhausting; as soon as he lay down on the bed, he fell into a deep sleep.

What followed was a hazy, but somewhat extremely real dream.

In the dream, he saw mist-shrouded sword peaks and a vast sword formation at the top of the peaks.

The outer circle of the sword formation was filled with various types of swords, and in the center of the formation, a sword radiating purple light, with arcs of lightning, floated in the air.

Below that purple sword, his beautiful wife sat, her eyes closed, her delicate eyebrows trembling, as if sensing something.

Suddenly, the sky changed in the dream.

Thick dark clouds gathered, thunder dragons roared and tumbled within the clouds.

The terrifying momentum seemed like the sky was collapsing, about to engulf the continuous sword peaks!

Liu Jianli opened her eyes, made a gesture with her right hand, and the Cold Water Sword rode on the silver-like sword energy.

At this moment, the first thunder dragon cleared the mist, rushing towards her, only to be annihilated by a sword.

Then came the second, the third…

Thunder dragons came one after another, each more powerful than the previous.

But in front of the white-clothed figure, it was all in vain.

After the ninth thunderbolt, the thunder ceased.

In the dream, the people watching the sword peaks in the sky cheered, thinking that Liu Jianli had overcome the confirmation of the heavenly authority.

But the beautiful figure in white clothes in the sword formation had a frown on her face.

Because the dark clouds in the sky had not dispersed; instead, they became as heavy as an abyss, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Then, amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, a red thunderbolt, carrying the power of destruction, descended.

The power was despair-inducing.

As the red thunderbolt struck, it instantly engulfed the white figure.

“Wife!” Qin Feng exclaimed, his face turning pale with shock.

He looked around in confusion, and it was still the familiar surroundings.

Outside the window, birds chirped, and sunlight streamed through the curtains into the room. Unbeknownst to him, it was already dawn.

“It was just a dream.” Qin Feng murmured to himself, but the dream was too real. His back was wet with sweat due to fright.

Thinking of the scene where Liu Jianli was annihilated by the red thunderbolt in the dream, he felt a deep unease, as if a thorn were stuck in his heart.

“The Myriad Sword Sect, the Sword Formation of Ten Thousand Swords, Purple Thunder Divine Sword, Nine Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. Is it because of ‘What one thinks in the day, one dreams at night’ that I saw all this?” Qin Feng pinched his brow.

“It must be because I’m overthinking. With my wife’s talent, how could she not overcome the mere confirmation of heaven and earth’s hegemony?”

This statement was both his expectation and self-consolation.

In the following day, to erase the scenes from his dream from his mind, Qin Feng kept himself busy.

He went to the Bao Yi Medical Hall and practiced medicine for the entire morning.

Then, he went to the Listen To Rain Pavilion, constantly reading books.

As evening approached, instead of returning to the Qin residence immediately, he went to the Moonlit Pavilion.

Originally, he had planned to go to Qiyuan City to establish a branch of the Moonlit Pavilion after the completion of the Huarong Path.

However, after that, too many things happened, and this matter has been left unresolved.

Moreover, he also realized that it’s becoming difficult for him to focus too much on business.

After all, cultivation alone takes up a considerable amount of his time.

So, after much thought, he finally made up his mind to find someone trustworthy and capable to manage the various affairs of the tavern.

Generally speaking, when it comes to matters involving money, it’s safest to have a family member handle it.

But considering his own father, a business genius and philanthropist, he decided to choose the most capable person.

And this candidate is none other than Moonlit Pavilion’s manager—Peng Qing!

In the private room, Manager Peng respectfully reported the accounts and profits from this period, standing aside and waiting for the young master’s orders.

Qin Feng glanced through the account book. Every item was clearly marked, without any flaws or loopholes.

He has been satisfied with Manager Peng’s ability from the beginning to the end.

“Manager Peng, how long have you been working for our Qin family?” Qin Feng suddenly asked.

Manager Peng was taken aback, then replied, “Reporting to Young Master, it has been twelve years since I came to Moonlit Pavilion.”

“It’s been that long.” Qin Feng nodded, then took out three title deeds from his spatial ring and placed them on the table.

Manager Peng glanced at them and quickly recognized them as title deeds for properties in Qiyuan City.

“Young Master, what is this for?”

“Manager Peng, go to Qiyuan City for me.”

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