Chapter 103: Old Loli, Old Friend
While Li Feng was chatting with Xiao Yunluo about his past experiences fighting demonic cultivators alongside Dan Yue Shang Xian, Feng Yu Die kept her eyes on Li Longling’s tightly closed eyes.
A sense of pity stirred within her. She glanced at Xiao Tian, who was perched on her shoulder, asking with her eyes if there was any way to heal her.
Receiving her gaze, Xiao Tian naturally rolled its eyes, but since Feng Yu Die was its master, and it wouldn’t hurt to know, it took out the Heavenly Scroll of the Dao and began to flip through it.
“Hmm…”
Feng Yu Die raised an eyebrow slightly. “How is it?”
“It’s nothing special. It can be cured, but you can’t do anything about it now. She was blind from birth,” Xiao Tian said, frowning slightly with a hint of sympathy. “Her mother was a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, and her heart meridians were shattered when she was born. Li Feng originally wanted to save her mother, but at her mother’s insistence, he ultimately did his best to save her life.”
“…”
Xiao Tian’s eyes darted left and right, and it let out another sigh of helplessness.
“Sigh— Li Feng is quite tragic. He’s just a cultivator with four spiritual roots. It was only with Dan Yue Shang Xian’s help that he managed to barely reach Nascent Soul Formation, but after that, his cultivation never advanced further. He’s been stuck in the early Nascent Soul stage for almost a thousand years. Now that I think about it, his lifespan is almost up.”
“…”
“Li Feng’s cultivation partner is also a cultivator with four spiritual roots, just like him. The book doesn’t explain it very clearly, but I feel this might also be the reason he became cultivation partners with that Foundation Establishment Stage female cultivator…”
Feng Yu Die took a sip of her tea and nodded.
At this moment, Li Feng glanced at the sky and saw that it was nearing sunset. He said, “Junior Sister Xiao, you must be here for the Chi Long Convention, right? The convention is still some time away. Would you like to stay at Chi Long Mansion for these few days? Think of it as being at Xuan Xing Sect. If you need anything, just tell the servants in the mansion.”
“Thank you, Senior Brother,” Xiao Yunluo cupped her fists and thanked him. Then, she raised her hand into a Sword Finger and took out a cherry wood long box, about the length of her arm, from her Storage Bag. Holding it with both hands, she presented it to Li Feng.
“Senior Brother Li, this is a birthday gift from my mother for you. Before I left Xuan Xing Sect, I was told to give this to you in private. I have another gift for the birthday banquet.”
“Give it to me in private?” Li Feng looked slightly confused, but hearing that it was from Si Xuanji, he accepted it with both hands. He looked at the wooden box and asked, “What’s inside?”
“I don’t know, Junior Sister. My mother set up a restriction on the box.”
“I see…” Li Feng nodded, half-understanding, and sighed. “It’s been over three hundred years since I last saw Shang Xian. When Junior Sister Xiao returns, please convey my gratitude to Shang Xian.”
“I will.”
Li Feng drank some tea and looked at Li Longling beside him. He said, “Longling, arrange the best living quarters in the mansion for Junior Sister Xiao and her companions. Tell the servants not to neglect them.”
“Yes, Father,” Li Longling replied with a smile. She walked out of the pavilion and spread her hands. “Senior Sister Xiao, Senior Sister Feng, please.”
Xiao Yunluo and Feng Yu Die nodded and bowed to Li Feng again before following Li Longling out of the garden.
After they had walked away, Li Feng let out a long sigh. Then, he picked up the wooden box Xiao Yunluo had given him and gently flicked it with his Sword Finger.
A spiritual wind swept over, and the wooden box floated up. The lid slid open by itself.
Inside was an old sword hilt, scarred all over, with even a hint of fresh red blood rust remaining.
Li Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand, causing the sword hilt to fly into his palm. He gritted his teeth slightly.
This sword was the one he used when he fought alongside Si Xuanji against demonic cultivators. However, it broke during a confrontation with an elder of the Tian Mo Sect. Si Xuanji had rushed to save his life at that time.
Li Feng had thought the sword was lost, but he never expected Si Xuanji to have kept it for him all this time.
And if Si Xuanji sent him this sword hilt at this time…
Its meaning would likely surpass a thousand words.
Si Xuanji probably foresaw that his lifespan was coming to an end. This broken sword, as a final gift, was saying: “Li Feng, I, your old friend, have never forgotten you.”
However, thinking about what he was about to do, he also felt that Si Xuanji was reminding him: “Don’t do anything foolish.”
Li Feng didn’t know which meaning Si Xuanji intended.
He also didn’t know if Si Xuanji knew about the agreement he had already reached with the demonic cultivators.
But without a doubt, upon seeing this sword hilt, he had wavered.
At this moment, the memories of fighting demonic cultivators alongside Si Xuanji all those years ago seemed to be dug out from the river of time by this sword. Centuries of years flashed before his eyes.
“Old woman… Hahaha…”
Li Feng smiled bitterly, pinched the bridge of his nose, and let out a long sigh.
At this moment, a gentle breeze suddenly swept past Li Feng’s pale hair by his ear.
In the blink of an eye, Li Feng snapped back from his reverie. He glared and turned his head to look outside the stone pavilion, a strong killing intent erupting in his eyes.
The newcomer was a charming man in purple robes. He stood about five feet in front of the pavilion and quickly cupped his hands in a respectful greeting. “Senior Li.”
Li Feng’s brows trembled slightly. “What is it?”
“Senior, I just wanted to remind you that living is more important than anything. If you die, the entire Chi Long Mansion will fall on Qianjin’s shoulders. Even if you don’t think for yourself, think for Qianjin. Li Qianjin is only sixteen years old, and her cultivation is only at Qi Refining Completion. Can she truly bear the weight of the entire Chi Long Mansion?”
“…”
“Shang Xian asked you to guard the spiritual脉 of Ji Yan here, but they don’t care whether you live or die. I suspect that after your death, Li Qianjin will also be left with no other options. Her eyes cannot see, and without you, how will she survive in this Zhou Xing Tian Yu?”
Li Feng narrowed his eyes. “Are you done? If you’re done, then get out.”
The charming man was slightly taken aback and then smiled. “There’s one more thing. The young lady you just met, isn’t she the Young Miss of Xuan Xing Sect? If Senior cherishes old feelings and cannot bring yourself to harm her, I’d be more than happy to do it for you…”
“Insolence!!”
Li Feng’s brows furrowed. The spiritual energy of Nascent Soul was like a gale, rustling all the spiritual plants in the garden.
Whoosh—
A wisp of spiritual energy blew past the charming man’s ear, leaving a bloody scratch on his left cheek.
However, the next moment, Li Feng suddenly started coughing.
“Cough cough— Cough cough…”
The charming man finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued, cupping his hands. “Senior Li, in half a month, you will be an Elder of the Tian Mo Sect. Haven’t you prepared to sever your ties with Shang Xian yet?”
Li Feng spat a mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth.
“That is also in half a month. I am still the Master of Chi Long Mountain! You will not disrupt the peace in Chi Long Mansion!!”
“Ah— Yes, Senior Li, please take care. Let’s hope you can last even half a month.”
After saying that, the charming man turned into a purple shadow and disappeared from the front of the pavilion.
Watching him leave, Li Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He looked down at the sword hilt in his hand.
After a moment of thought, Li Feng gritted his teeth slightly. With a clench of his right hand, the sword hilt was crushed into specks of spiritual light by his own spiritual energy, falling through his fingers to the ground and dissipating.
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PS: The second chapter is still around two to three o’clock.
