Chapter: Chapter 296, The Past: My Father-in-Law and I Worked Together to Break Through the Siege
The initial shock subsided, and Fang Feng’s attention was quickly captured by the long sword that hung in the air.
What young man hasn’t fantasized about wielding a sword to traverse the world?
Especially Fang Feng, who grew up listening to stories of cultivators.
He gazed at the slender figure standing still in the courtyard and murmured, “So you are an Immortal…”
Hearing his words, Chen An chuckled. “Immortal?”
The man shook his head, his tone laced with emotion. “Just a passerby…”
A passerby?
Fang Feng’s heart stirred with confusion at this seemingly unrelated answer.
However, upon learning that the man who had been “lying dead” for half a month was a legendary cultivator, the young man became noticeably more reserved.
He immediately thought of something, his eyes lighting up with joy. Since he was an Immortal, what he said in the daytime must be true… This meant his little sister was truly saved, and he wouldn’t have to consider taking her and leaving their home to escape the clutches of the old witch.
His wandering thoughts were jolted back by a clear sword cry.
Fang Feng focused his gaze and saw the man, who seemed like an exiled immortal, walking towards him.
He spoke softly, “I will teach you the cultivation method. Are you willing?”
These calm words struck Fang Feng’s ears like thunder.
Fang Feng’s eyes widened, and he remained stunned for several seconds before reacting. He quickly moved to kneel and kowtow.
His voice trembled as he uttered, “Mas—Mast—”
At that crucial moment, Fang Feng wished he could slap himself. How could he stutter at such a critical juncture?
The next moment, the man leaned down in time, stopping his movement.
Fang Feng mistakenly thought his clumsy action had made Chen An change his mind, and his eyes immediately reddened with anxiety.
Chen An smiled. “See, you’re anxious again.”
He explained, “I have no intention of establishing a sect, let alone taking disciples. I am imparting this art to sever this karma.”
“Therefore, you do not need to become my disciple. This is an opportunity that rightfully belongs to you.”
Upon hearing this, Fang Feng froze and instinctively asked, “But if it’s as the Immortal said, this opportunity should belong to my little sister…”
Chen An waved his hand. “No matter. Once you enter the path of cultivation, you will naturally be able to plan for your little sister.”
The young man’s face showed hesitation, and he was about to say more, but Chen An interrupted him with a raised hand.
When Fang Feng looked again, the man was already in front of the sword. His voice echoed from afar, “In addition to the cultivation method, I will also teach you a set of sword techniques. As for how much you can comprehend, that will depend on your own fortune.”
Instantly, the wind picked up.
Scattered sword lights, like snow, filled the small courtyard.
Chen An’s swordsmanship always followed a righteous path, emphasizing harmony between rhythm and movement, with an inherent aesthetic in every action and stillness.
The young man stood amidst it all, mesmerized. A girl also quietly peeked from the house, tiptoeing.
Her eyes flashed with a sense of pride, as if it were her own accomplishment.
Look, this is the Prime Minister Father of this Highness.
He recalled the first time he drew his sword in the wilderness, the time they worked together to break through the siege…
The sword light not only illuminated the obscurity of the wilderness but also illuminated the girl’s sensitive heart.
But… Long Li suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
After meeting someone like her Father-in-Law, who else could she possibly admire?
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The next day arrived as scheduled.
More than ten surrounding villages, large and small, buzzed with activity.
Because today was the grand day of the Sea God’s sacrifice.
Some rejoiced in others’ misfortune, while some were indignant.
However, regardless, the sacrifice had to proceed.
Sacrificing one person could ensure everyone’s peace for the next two years. It seemed like a good deal no matter how you looked at it.
It’s just that this “Sea God’s” appetite was becoming increasingly strange.
“Dong dong! Qiang qiang!”
On the small path leading to the shore, a procession of brightly colored sedan chairs, accompanied by gongs and drums, swayed unsteadily.
The sedan chairs were carried by four young men of similar age, including Fang Feng, who was a relative of the bride today.
The men carrying the sedan with him at this moment all wore somber expressions and occasionally cast sympathetic glances at Fang Feng. They knew that he must be feeling terrible, so they did not approach him to talk, but simply carried the sedan solemnly.
And by the shore, a vast crowd of people was already waiting in silence.
Among them stood a tall altar.
The altar was piled high with various offerings of pork and lamb, as well as many rare items seldom seen in the village. For example, luxurious silks and exquisite jewelry.
Beside the altar, a hunched old woman, her back bent with age, scanned the offerings with a look of deep satisfaction.
Imagine, ten years ago, she, Granny Wang, was a lunatic that everyone around the villages detested. Who would have thought that she would transform into a honored guest of all the villagers, and that everything would be done at her command?
Looking back, the old woman was filled with emotion. Sometimes, life’s opportunities were so vastly different.
Speaking of which, was this the last missing remnant soul for today? As long as she waited for the sea monster to finish playing with it before sending the remnant soul, her ten-year plan would be a complete success…
What a marvelous experience it would be to regain youth! The old woman’s heart felt an unbearable impatience, as if ants were crawling all over her.
She narrowed her eyes and urged in a low voice, “Fang family kid, hurry up! If you delay the Dragon King’s departure, can you bear the responsibility?!”
Hearing this, Fang Feng’s already grim expression darkened further. He remained silent, only picking up the pace.
This scene did not escape the onlookers, who felt a shared sense of pity. Unfortunately, not everyone had tried to resist before, and the bloody consequences were still fresh in their memories, which quashed any thoughts of rebellion. They even comforted themselves, thinking that after all, year after year, there had been favorable weather for ten years, hadn’t there?
What was originally an utterly absurd sacrifice had, through years of repetition, become commonplace.
Finally, the large red sedan chair arrived at the altar on time.
Seeing the young man’s dark face, the old woman sneered, saying, “Fang family kid, don’t blame me. This is all the Sea God’s will. I, Fairy Wang, am also powerless to help…” “Who told your little girl to be so pleasing to the eye?”
Her slightly mocking tone, unreservedly, fell upon everyone’s ears.
Fang Feng lowered his head, his fists clenched tightly, barely suppressing the urge to speak out.
At this moment, Fairy Wang stepped forward, about to lift the curtain of the sedan chair to inspect the ‘offering’. However, she quickly caught a glimpse of a red dress and was blocked by Fang Feng.
The young man stared at her, hate etched on his face. “My little sister is already ready, so you don’t need to trouble yourself, Fairy Wang.” He emphasized the words ‘Fairy Wang’.
The old woman narrowed her eyes, flicked her sleeves, and said unpleasantly, “Whether she’s ready or not, you don’t get to decide!” With that, she was about to lift the curtain again.
But the next moment, the young man suddenly looked up, a fierce glint in his eyes. He swiftly drew the sickle hidden at his waist and thrust it fiercely towards the hunched figure in front of him. The action was clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Tempered overnight, the blade of the sickle reflected a sharp gleam under the sunlight.
“Puchi!”
Flesh and steel met!
Immediately after, Granny Wang’s head flew off with the sickle. Her head rolled to the ground, making a crunching sound.
Even Fang Feng himself was stunned. Was this old witch so vulnerable?
In an instant, her head had fallen. The villagers who witnessed all this were instantly terrified into silence.
But Fang Feng quickly regained his senses, because not a single drop of blood flowed from the headless neck! Then, an even stranger scene unfolded. The rolling head actually began to roll back towards the headless body little by little!
In the old woman’s clouded eyes, a mocking glint appeared. “I knew you, a bastard, wouldn’t obey obediently…” Granny Wang’s sinister voice rang out again.
This bizarre sight completely shattered the understanding of everyone present!
“Fai… Fairy, Fairy Wang, forgive me!” “It’s all that Fang family kid’s fault, he doesn’t know what’s good for him…” Some people, unable to bear the immense fear, began to tremble and knelt down begging for mercy, quickly dissociating themselves from Fang Feng.
Although Fang Feng was terrified, he thought of the person supporting him and gritted his teeth, cursing, “You dog born of a mother who died, do you think you’re worthy of being called a fairy? Calling you an old witch is even flattering you!”
Hearing this, Granny Wang’s narrowed eyes finally showed anger. Enraged, she laughed and pulled out a talisman from her chest, about to chant a spell to send this bastard to his demise. However, the words caught in her throat as if blocked by an invisible hand. She turned red in the face, unable to utter a sound.
Seeing this, Fang Feng’s eyes flashed. He seized the opportunity and slashed again with the sickle in his hand. This time, Granny Wang dared not meet it head-on. Her expression turned somewhat fearful, but she quickly reacted and scrambled towards the shore.
It was then, beneath the calm sea surface at the shore, that a huge shadow suddenly appeared. The shadow slowly rose, revealing a colossal body hidden beneath the water. It was a monstrous toad-like snake covered in boils and with large patches of rotting flesh!
Granny Wang’s expression brightened upon seeing this and she hurried towards the shadow. Although she didn’t know the reason, as long as she could get help from this monster…
As she was thinking this, her eyes suddenly widened, witnessing a scene she would never forget in her life. A sudden gale swept in, and towering waves piled upon each other. Instantly, a sword light shot up into the sky, lifting the massive snake’s body into the air. The sword light, like snow, cleanly severed it, without even a final cry escaping its lips!
Blood sprayed everywhere, and beneath the crimson downpour stood a peerless figure dressed in a bright red wedding dress. The figure’s expression was indifferent, a three-foot green peak held upside down in her hand. Her face was elegant and transcendent, striking awe into everyone’s hearts.
(End of this chapter)
