My Wife is A Sword God

“The human body is really weak.” A strange tone came from under the black robe.

At times, it sounded hoarse like an elderly person nearing the end, and at other times, it was sharp like a newborn baby.

After scrutinizing himself, the black-robed figure suddenly made a move. His right hand extended, directly seizing the throat of the ghost-faced person.

Although they were clearly two feets apart just moments ago, the space in front of him seemed illusory.

“You actually killed my last heir, who gave you the courage?”

The ghost-faced person replied nonchalantly, “Your soul was sealed by the Purple Thunder Divine Seal for countless ages. If it weren’t for the heads of your descendants, it would be impossible to extract it. Moreover, for someone like you, who dares to devour even gods and demons, would you care about these things?”

After a brief silence, there was maniacal laughter, and the black robe released the ghost-faced person.

A huge, black-flamed tongue extended from under the cloak, saliva flowing. It seemed to be intoxicated by the taste of flesh and blood filled with powerful power on the night of the divine feast.

It was the Flame Gu, and before the night of divine feasting, it was still a ferocious beasts.

The ghost-faced person replied, “Because we want you to join us in annihilating the Myriad Swords Sect.”

***

Just as dawn was breaking, Qin Feng, who had been asleep for a long time, opened his eyes.

Yesterday, he spent the whole day running around the Myriad Swords Sect. Even now, his head was still heavy, and his body was exhausted.

Feeling thirsty, he wanted to get up and pour a glass of water, but he found the blanket at his feet pressed down by some heavy object.

Looking over, a woman in blue clothes was lying on the bedside, quietly sleeping. It was Lan Ningshaung.

Her eyelashes were long, trembling slightly with her even breathing.

At the corner of her eye, faint tear stains could still be seen.

Qin Feng didn’t have the heart to wake her up. Carefully, he pulled his feet out from under the blanket.

The bandage that has been wrapped around his both feet is obviously the work of the sleeping beauty next to him.

Qin Feng got up, looked at Lan Ningshaung’s sleeping face, brushed the ends of her hair in front of her forehead, and gently covered her with a coat.

The teacup in the room was empty. Helpless, Qin Feng could only leave the room and go to the lobby.

He thought the wounds on his feet should not have healed, and walking should still be painful, except for the slight odd sensation from the bandages, there was not a trace of pain.

Arriving in the hall, there was no sign of his Father or the cheap master.

Black Charcoal Head stood up and asked, “Young Master, how do you feel now?”

“I slept all night, and it’s no longer a serious problem.”

Glancing to the other side, an unexpected figure appeared in the hall.

“Why are you here?” Qin Feng asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Bai Qiu rolled his eyes and said angrily, “If it weren’t for Sister Ningshuang looking for me, I wouldn’t have come. Sister Ningshuang is really something, just a little scrape on your foot, and she’s begging for my White Plum Ointment. That stuff is wasted on you!”

Qin Feng suddenly realized. No wonder the wound on his foot healed so quickly; it was because she applied White Plum Ointment.

Thinking of the blue-dressed beauty lying on the bed, he felt a warm sensation in his heart.

“By the way, does the wound on your foot still hurt? Oh, this is the leftover White Plum Ointment from yesterday. I find used things dirty, so I don’t want it anymore.” Bai Qiu said, throwing a white bottle over.

Qin Feng caught it and felt the ointment inside the bottle was full. Clearly, it was new, not used.

This little girl had a sharp tongue but a good heart.

“Thanks.” Qin Feng put away the White Plum Ointment. Although he didn’t need it now, good things like this shouldn’t be refused.

“Who needs your thanks?” Bai Qiu snorted, turned her head away, and silently added in her mind, if it weren’t for you getting injured while praying for Senior Sister Jianli’s blessings, I wouldn’t have given you White Plum Ointment.

It’s worth mentioning that last night, after Jiang Guang and the others went back, they widely publicized the incident of Qin Feng fainting while praying for Senior Sister Jianli.

For a while, the entire sect was in an uproar.

Numerous female disciples even expressed opinions, saying that if their future husbands could be one-tenth as good as Mr. Qin, they would have no regrets in this life.

The two chatted casually for a while, and suddenly, outside the hall, a clear sound of swords resounded through the sky!

Hearing the commotion, Qin Feng hurriedly ran out of the hall and looked in the direction of the sound.

Countless sword weapons rose into the air, standing suspended.

It was the Ten Thousand Sword Formation!

In the center of the formation, the Purple Thunder Divine Sword radiating with lightning arcs was particularly eye-catching!

“Could it be that my wife, she’s about to start her Heavenly Tribulation?” Qin Feng asked nervously.

Bai Qiu looked towards the sky, seeing no unusual signs, then shook her head and said, “It should not be time yet, considering the last time when Senior Jianli crossed the Heavenly Tribulation.

The densely black cloud layer seemed as if the sky was about to collapse.

If I’m not mistaken, this commotion should be due to Senior Jianli completely controlling the Ten Thousand Swords Formation.”

“Ah, I see.” Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

“But” Bai Qiu looked worried, then spoke again, “since Senior Jianli has already taken control of the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, I’m afraid that the Heavenly Tribulation will happen in the next two days.”

Hearing this, Qin Feng’s expression became serious. He thought about the large formation he had already set up, with only the final activation core yet to be placed. He asked, “Can I go to the Star Moon Peak when she’s going through the tribulation?”

Bai Qiu exclaimed, “Are you crazy? Do you know how terrifying the power of that Heavenly Tribulation is? The last time Senior Jianli crossed the tribulation, the might of that thunder destroyed two sword peaks of the Myriad Sword Sect! With your strength, even the residual might of the tribulation could easily take your life!”

“I know,” Qin Feng said calmly.

How could he not know the might of the Heavenly Tribulation during the confirmation of the domination of heaven and earth?

“Then why do you still want to go?” Bai Qiu asked in confusion.

Qin Feng did not answer; his eyes were determined.

He must go to the Star Moon Peak because that’s where the core of the formation needs to be placed.

Only when the core is successfully placed can he activate the large formation and delay the Annihilation Thunder for Liu Jianli for a moment!

The commotion caused by the Ten Thousand Sword Formation was significant, and it naturally drew the attention of more than just Qin Feng.

All the disciples within the sect looked towards the direction of the Star Moon Peak, their faces filled with shock.

In the main hall of the Star Moon Peak, Yue Hexuan and the twelve peak masters also looked up at the sword formation covering the sky, feeling quite emotional.

“Throughout the ages, in the Myriad Sword Sect, no disciple has ever been able to single-handedly activate the Ten Thousand Sword Formation and create such a grand spectacle.”

“Yes, since Liu Jianli has successfully activated the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, with her talent, she should be able to safely overcome this Heavenly Tribulation.”

The peak masters all held anticipation, only Yue Hexuan remained calm. He spoke, “Master Fu, have you found any clues about the mysterious black flame?”

Fu Jia shook his head in response, “No traces have been found for the time being.”

“Jianli is about to open the seal of the dominance of heaven and earth within two days. Please don’t let down your vigilance and let the opponents to take advantage of it.” Yue Hexuan said solemnly.

“Understood.”  All the peak masters responded in unison, then clasped their fists and retreated.

Meanwhile, Yue Hexuan looked in the direction Fu Jia had left, his brow furrowed.

He opened his palms, and on a piece of paper were written the four words “Just wait and see what happens.”

After taking a deep breath, he gently clenched his fist, and the paper turned into bits, scattering in the wind.

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