King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 874 - 252: Blue Butterfly’s Grievance Surges, Shi Lang’s Magnanimous Deed

The originally blushing face instantly became as dark as ink, resembling a sky before a storm. The gratitude and hope in her eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by deep hatred, burning like a fierce flame.

She suddenly gripped the Green Phosphorus Sword tightly, her knuckles cracking with the force, and the tip of the sword pointed at Shi Feiyang like a snake flicking its tongue.

Clenching her teeth, she bitterly declared, "The hatred of killing my father is irreconcilable! Shi Feiyang, just you wait! Once I successfully cultivate this ’Five Poison Scripture,’ I will take your life to avenge this deep-seated grudge. I will make you understand that ’a gentleman’s revenge is never too late after ten years!’ The humiliation of today, I will repay a thousandfold in the future! Hmph!"

Her voice was sharp and cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

Having said that, she slightly bent her legs, suddenly exerted force, and leapt lightly, her figure like a graceful swallow tracing a beautiful arc in the air. Her posture was as light as a wisp of smoke, drifting in the breeze, blending into the sky in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, she disappeared without a trace, like a wild goose flying into the vastness, leaving only an endless sky.

Only her lingering words remained, echoing in the air, telling of her hatred and unwillingness.

Liao Pei of the Long Arm Fist frowned deeply, his brows furrowed like two mountain peaks about to converge, as he walked worriedly towards Shi Feiyang.

His eyes were filled with concern and urgency, as if Shi Feiyang was his most treasured possession, not allowing any chance of misfortune.

He quickly approached Shi Feiyang, cupping his hands and said, "Grand Squad Leader, your kindness and mercy towards that Lan Xiaodie are truly not worth it. Look at how she repays your goodwill? Such behavior of repaying kindness with enmity is heartless and chilling to the bone. Grand Squad Leader, your benevolence and righteousness are admirable, but this Jianghu is perilous and human nature unpredictable, you must be cautious."

His voice revealed a hint of urgency, with a sincere tone, his eyes full of worry for Shi Feiyang.

Lie Quan wielding the Heaven and Earth Saber also hurried forward, his steps hurried and powerful, seemingly carrying an uncontrollable anger.

He stood beside Shi Feiyang, clasping his hands, and said, "Grand Squad Leader, Lan Xiaodie is clearly using you, treating you as a plaything to manipulate at will and mock as she pleases. Why be so merciful to her, allowing her wicked deeds? In my opinion, against such scoundrels, one should not be soft-hearted at all." As he spoke, he brandished his Dual Blades, the glint of the blades flashing and whistling in the air, venting his dissatisfaction and anger along with his actions.

The Dual Blades glittered in the sunlight, like two agile silver snakes, displaying his inner indignation.

But Shi Feiyang merely smiled faintly, that smile was like the warm sun in spring, gentle and warm, yet carrying a transcendent openness and composure. He shook his head slightly and said, "The way we of the Heroic Sakura Association act is very different from others. In life, as long as one has a clear conscience, why care about others’ views and evaluations? In this Jianghu, the entanglement of gratitude and grudges is initially complex, like a tangled mess of threads, impossible to untangle clearly. If everything is calculated meticulously, how can one uphold the path of righteousness in one’s heart? We should be like pillars of strength amidst the surging tides, revealing the true character of heroes, unmoved by external factors, undisturbed by worldly affairs."

His voice was calm and steadfast, carrying endless strength, making people feel admiration upon hearing it.

After speaking, he turned and slowly walked into the tent, his steps steady and firm, each step solid and powerful, as if measuring the vicissitudes of Jianghu. After entering the tent, he first ordered someone to bring hot water for bathing and changing clothes.

He slowly removed the bloodstained and fatigued clothes he was wearing, stepped into the bath barrel, allowing the warm water to envelop his body.

He closed his eyes, feeling the gentle caress of the water, as if washing away all that he had just experienced with the flow of water.

After bathing, he changed into clean and tidy clothes, looking renewed. Then, he walked to the bed, slowly lay down, and all the thrilling disputes he had just experienced seemed like passing clouds, fading away without a trace.

The heroes of Heroic Sakura stood at their original positions, shaking their heads and sighing, their faces full of helplessness and regret.

Their eyes contained both admiration for Shi Feiyang and sympathy for the injustice he encountered.

They deeply felt that Shi Feiyang’s situation was undeserved, yet they were well aware of his character and personality; once he made a decision, he would stand firm like a rock, never easily changing.

As they watched Shi Feiyang’s departing figure, their hearts were filled with emotion, pondering how the road of Jianghu was long and winding, not knowing how many storms awaited them ahead, and how many difficulties and obstacles they would have to overcome.

The autumn night on the prairie seemed shrouded in a mysterious black veil, with the cold night wind freely traversing, making sounds like ghostly wails and wolf howls. The prairie night sky was vast and boundless, the stars twinkling, yet exuding an indescribable deep and chilling aura.

Shi Feiyang was asleep in the tent, breathing evenly, his face serene, seemingly immersed in a pleasant dream.

Suddenly, a strange breeze quietly swept by, this breeze seemed to carry some mysterious power, breaking the silence of the night.

Shi Feiyang instantly awakened, his years of Jianghu experience making his alertness far beyond the ordinary.

He swiftly opened his sharp eyes, as sharp as an eagle, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

The curtain of the tent moved without wind, gently lifting, revealing a figure, vague and indistinct.