Chapter 1095 - 293: Jasmine Tears of Longing, Celestial Frost Blade Reflects Lovers’ Affection (Part 4)

Xie Wen keenly noticed the shift in atmosphere and, with eagle-like eyes, spoke loudly, "Now that the Five Poison Sect has merged, our sect’s power surpasses the past. In my opinion, why not change the name ’Celestial Demon’ to ’Celestial Star,’ symbolizing ’stars hang over the plains, illuminating the Jianghu’?"

The eagle on his shoulder, Hai Dongqing, seemed to understand, letting out a clear call and stirring up fallen leaves with its wings.

The heroes responded in approval, while Shi Feiyang stroked his son’s soft newborn hair and directed his gaze to Shi Ying’s pale face, "What does my wife think?"

Shi Ying lowered her gaze to hide the tumult of emotions in her eyes, and when she looked up again, she was composed, "What Hero Xie said is very true. This name ’Celestial Star’ aligns perfectly with our sect’s new Chapter of abandoning darkness for light."

Everyone flocked into the hall, while Shi Xiong jogged in, carrying a tiger-skin chair. Shi Ying gently stroked Shi Nian’s sleeping back, her voice flowing like a bubbling stream, "Speaking of the origins of the Celestial Demon Sect, we must start from the Martial Arts world from 130 years ago..."

She gazed at the gradually brightening sky outside the hall, her thoughts drifting back to past years.

"Back then, the old master of the Celestial Demon swept through the Martial Arts world with two extraordinary skills: ’Nine Dragons True Qi’ and ’Devouring Frozen Soul.’ On the day he founded the sect, the snow on the peak of Kunlun Mountain was stained crimson." Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the swaddling of Shi Nian, "Since then, the struggle with the Five Mountains Sword Sect never ceased. Forty years ago, the alliance with the Sun and Moon Divine Sect broke, and twenty years ago, there was that decisive battle involving Old Sect Leader Lingyangzi..."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over the eagle claw hook at Xie Wen’s waist, "Back then, the actions within the sect were ruthless and indeed deserving of the name ’Demon Sect.’

Miao Menlong added a log to the fire pit, the crackling sparks rising, "But now, under the leadership of the Grand Squad Leader and the lady, we have long since changed our ways!"

Shan Zhi nodded in agreement, with Shi Nian in his arms suddenly babbling, his small hands grasping the tassel of his plum blossom dart.

Shi Ying smiled faintly, the cinnabar mole between her brows shining brilliantly in the morning light, "Since meeting Feiyang, I have known that the distinction between right and wrong lies not in sects, but in the human heart. Now, though Thunder God Rock remains the headquarters, disciples of the sect perform acts of defending the country and ensuring the peace of all lives."

She looked at Shi Feiyang, her gaze filled with both tenderness and determination, "The name ’Celestial Star Sect’ is meant to let the Jianghu know that the former ’Demon’ has transformed into a star illuminating humanity!"

A sudden mountain breeze arose outside the hall, causing the bronze bell at the eaves to jingle.

Shi Feiyang stood up and grasped Shi Ying’s hand, the two of them exchanged smiles. Morning light penetrated through the carved window lattice, casting a golden layer over the sword marks on the ground, akin to the new Chapter they rewrote for the Jianghu.

After lunch, Shi Feiyang instructed "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, Little Scholar Shi Xiong, "Divine Archer" Miao Menlong, and "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi to return to the Heroic Sakura Association’s disciple camp by the Chishui River, to cooperate with the Heroic Sakura Association Elder "Long Arm Fist" Liao Pei in guarding the site, avoiding attacks by sinister forces.

When the sunset cast Thunder God Rock in honey hues, Shi Feiyang stood under the flying eave at the headquarters, watching the silhouettes of Xie Wen and the others disappear at the end of the mountain path.

The mountain wind swept through Shi Feiyang’s black robe, its dark cloud patterns churned like living creatures, when suddenly he heard the sound of ringing jewelry behind him, reminiscent of celestial music.

Shi Ying came over, carrying Shi Nian, her moon-white gauze dress with mandala flower patterns lightly swaying, matching the waves in her eyes. The sunset added a layer of golden glow to her, as if she stepped out from a painting as an immortal.

Shi Feiyang retrieved a yellowed ancient book from the deerskin bag, the four seal characters ’Five Poison Scripture’ appearing faintly in the twilight, with serpent-like patterns on the cover seemingly exhaling mist. "This scripture is profound and vast," his fingers brushed across the pages, his voice deep as a morning bell, "With the lady’s wisdom, she will surely unravel its mysteries in the future. By then, controlling the Five Poison Sect will be as easy as moving her arm."

Shi Ying gazed at the book carrying countless secrets, her breath slightly rapid.

She raised her fair hand, about to take it, when Shi Feiyang revealed two white jade porcelain bottles.

As the stoppers opened, the Immortal Pill emitted a warm glow, resembling the brightest star in the sky, its scent diffusing subtly, even making the surrounding vegetation gently sway. "These Xu Fu Immortal Pills," Shi Feiyang’s tone was solemn, "Consuming them equates to a thousand years of hard cultivation. With you and Nian’Er taking them, I can be at ease even if far away."

Shi Ying’s fingertips trembled as she accepted the porcelain bottles, feeling the calluses in her husband’s palm. The crisscrossing scars were marks from countless battles, yet at this moment they gave her a surge of warmth in her heart. She looked up at Shi Feiyang, her eyes filled with autumnal water, "Feiyang, for the thoughtfulness towards me and our child, I will never forget this deep affection."

Shi Nian seemed to sense his mother’s emotional fluctuations, babbling, his chubby little hand grabbing Shi Feiyang’s clothes.

Shi Feiyang smiled as he picked up his son, gently kissing his delicate cheek, "Be good, Nian’Er, listen to your mother. When father returns, I will teach you swordplay, showing you the magnificent landscape."

Shi Ying watched this scene before her, all her resentment and jealousy vanished like morning mist.

She lightly leaned on Shi Feiyang’s shoulder, softly saying, "I will diligently cultivate, protect our child, and guard this place. You battle outside, take great care of yourself. No matter when, this will always be your home."

The mountain wind roared like a fierce beast, sweeping over Thunder God Rock, billowing Shi Ying’s moon-white skirt, the mandala flower patterns swirling in the wind, yet it couldn’t take away the tender emotions in her eyes. Shi Feiyang’s black robe flapped loudly, the dark cloud patterns seeming to break free from the garment, joining the dances with the clouds.

She looked up at him, tears from moments of emotion still clinging to her eyelashes, sparkling in the waning sun.