Chapter 1293 - 329: Misty Rain of Dian Mountains Conceals Murderous Intent, Blades Shine to Strike Down Villains (Part 6)

Shi Feiyang’s throat tightened, and his hands under the dark colored garment trembled slightly.

He looked at the silver bell swaying in Mu Tong’s hair and couldn’t help but sigh, "In that case, I shall take my leave." As he turned to leave, he suddenly heard the rustling of the bamboo forest around him, and twelve shadows appeared like specters, surrounding him completely.

"Trespassing into Duke Qian’s Mansion, you shall be executed!" The leading elder in grey stepped forward, snapping open the iron fan in his hand with a "pop." The fan’s surface displayed a Tai Chi Diagram that shimmered faintly—he was none other than the Hospital Director of the Mu Mansion, "Mr. Tie Shan" Lu Wenyuan. To his left stood "Pressure Point Hand" Zhou Wentong wielding a judge’s brush, to his right hung "Cold Plum Sword" Zhang Han with a soft sword at his waist; the three formed a triangular formation trapping Shi Feiyang at its center.

Shi Feiyang clasped his hands in respect and said, "I mean no offense; I hope you all show mercy." Before he finished speaking, Lu Wenyuan’s iron fan turned into a cold streak, pointing at his "Chest Acupoint," shouting, "Deceptive words! Take this!"

Shi Feiyang sidestepped to avoid it, his left palm slicing horizontally like a blade—a move known as "Heaven’s Edge" from the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique." The gust from his palm diverted the iron fan by half an inch. Zhou Wentong seized the opportunity to advance, thrusting the judge’s brush like a serpent, aiming straight for Shi Feiyang’s eyes.

Shi Feiyang advanced instead of retreating, activating the Bright Jade Technique, causing his skin to emit a faint blue glow. His right hand formed a claw, suddenly clawing towards Zhou’s wrist.

Zhou Wentong was taken aback, quickly attempting to retreat with a "Sparrow Turning," but Shi Feiyang’s fingertips brushed past his sleeve, instantly marking the brocade with an icy scratch.

Zhang Han, seeing the situation, drew his soft sword, which blossomed like a Cold Plum, striking towards Shi Feiyang’s flank. Shi Feiyang spun to dodge, his palms delivering a series of strikes called "Golden Dragon Coiling Claws," the golden blade aura slicing through the air. Zhang Han was forced back three steps, with fine frost forming on the soft sword.

"Good lad, there’s some skill!" Lu Wenyuan shouted, rapidly spinning his iron fan, ejecting twelve Bone-Piercing Nails from between its ribs.

Shi Feiyang pushed his palms forward, executing the "Demon-Vanquishing Cloud," an invisible barrier formed, shattering all the Bone-Piercing Nails.

At that moment, nine more experts from the Mu Mansion leaped from the rooftops. Among them, Han Meng with the "Qi Mei Staff" performed a horizontal sweep, and Zhao Hui, wielding a "Black Death Hammer," moved with fierce winds. Amidst the flashes of blades and shadows of swords, Shi Feiyang found himself surrounded at the center.

Shi Feiyang sighed inwardly, not wanting to fight in front of Mu Tong, but now he had no choice but to exert his full strength.

He activated the Bright Jade Technique to the "Supreme Forgetting Emotions Ice Soul Cold Prison," rapidly increasing the chill around him. His palms unleashed the "Hundred Victories Saber Technique’s" "Watching the Vast Ocean," nine arcs of icy golden saber energy swept fan-shaped, causing Han Meng’s Qi Mei Staff to fly from his grip and the chains of Zhao Hui’s meteor hammer to snap inch by inch.

"Stop!" Mu Tong suddenly shouted.

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang momentarily paused but then swiftly flew backward, landing three zhang away. Gazing into Mu Tong’s tear-filled eyes, he finally withdrew his killing intent. Lu Wenyuan and the others wanted to pursue, but Mu Tong stopped them, saying, "Let him go."

As Mu Tong turned, the silver bell in her sleeve gently swayed, emitting a faint sound under the moonlight.

Shi Feiyang looked at her back, feeling a silent sadness.

When he leaped over the wall, the peach forest behind remained quiet, only the scent of osmanthus and blood lingered in the night breeze for a long time.

Dianchi Lake, like a radiant pearl inlaid on the Yun-Gui Plateau, displayed a different charm in the twilight.

The lake’s surface sparkled with waves, and the dark purple waves gently lapped against the shore.

The surrounding mountains layered upon each other, tinged with a faint golden hue by the setting sun, like an enchanting ink painting.

Shi Feiyang stood on a lakeside rock, his posture straight and lofty, resembling an Immortal above worldly concerns.

He activated the Bright Jade Technique, his skin under the remaining sunlight displaying a glass-like luster, crystal clear and breathtakingly beautiful.

His figure blended seamlessly with the beauty of Dianchi Lake, like an ice sculpture frozen in this serene and magnificent moment.