【Love Amidst Storms】Episode 4~Chapter 37

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Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the
Source Nangong Zixia's rebirth in the flames attracted countless eyes, and Wei Wuyai's eyes gleamed with a strange light.
Ning Nan had never seen him so spirited, and secretly wondered if Bu Yefeng and Wei Wuyai had long harbored a conflict
but had been holding back, and now it was time to tear off the mask? This thought invigorated her; the rift within the Demonic Sect
was truly a rare and welcome development.
"Ning girl, don't be distracted. Now let's talk about the flaws of the Yin-Yang Great Technique." Wei Wuyai suddenly became solemn,
his change of expression astonishing.
Ning Nan almost scoffed. At this critical moment of life and death, suddenly talking about flaws? "Don't be distracted?"
Clearly, he was trying to dodge her attention! This little one was completely focused; how could she fall for his trick again? Three arrows
flew in quick succession, their light forming a triangular pattern—the very "Three Absolute Arrows" that had defeated Fang Xuanyi years ago!
Wei Wuyai, his defense impenetrable, said, "I have cultivated the Yin-Yang Great Law for a thousand years, yet I still cannot unravel its mysteries
—why is there a world within my dantian, yet no transformation into a Golden Core or Nascent Soul?" He transmitted his voice while switching entirely to a defensive
stance, slowly explaining each word as if to ensure Ning Nan remembered clearly: "You are all well aware of the benefits of this world,
but have you ever considered that while the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and vegetation are all present, where are the living beings of this world?
Where is its master?"
Wei Wuyai's gaze was sincere and fervent, causing Ning Nan to momentarily lose her composure. "The true essence of heaven and earth is at my disposal;
isn't the one who cultivates the Yin-Yang Great Law its master?" Her offensive stance slowed slightly, and she secretly resented having been tricked again.
Unexpectedly, Wei Wuyai did not launch a sneak attack on the Shenzhou cultivators as before. Instead, he continued methodically, "All the
elements are complete, just like the Shenzhou world, yet there is no living being as its master. Don't you find that strange? I know you don't want to hear it, so you might as well
keep it in mind and study it later."
Ning Nan glanced at him strangely, her hands still moving, and said, "The dantian is the place to accumulate true essence. Chaos Heaven and
Earth is just a form. To say that it is a world unto itself is a bit of an exaggeration."
Wei Wuyai nodded with a smile and said, "My speculation is not a conclusion. With your talent, you may be able to comprehend it
more deeply than I have in the future."
"Is there even a future?" Ning Nan's heart sank. Gu Yuan Zhenren and Yun Rui had both perished. Nangong Zixia was trapped
in a fierce battle, facing constant danger. Wang Tianxiang's flag gate was being lifted higher and higher by the sea of blood, as if it were already teetering on the surface of the sea.
Although Fu Yuyan had grasped Su Buyan's fatal weakness, it seemed that defeating her opponent was still a long way off. As for herself, Wei
Wuyai's strength almost drove her to despair. From the very first moment of their exchange, she had given it her all, yet Wei Wuyai handled it with effortless
grace. Just managing to hold on and not be defeated was the best outcome, let alone offering any assistance.
And then there was the crimson pillar of light weighing heavily on her mind. Even if Brother Lin was strong, could he possibly be stronger than a Grandmaster of the Spirit Realm?
"You must always have confidence and faith. The current situation is far better than mine was back then." Wei Wuyai
unleashed a powerful attack with his twin swords, the power of the laws clearly defined. "Nothing is certain yet; your current state of mind is unacceptable."
Ning Nan focused intently on deciphering the Yin-Yang Twin Swords. Wei Wuyai's words made her heart skip a beat. This traitorous grandmaster
had survived for centuries, all alone in the Demonic Sect. In that instant, he couldn't help but understand
his actions today. However, being on opposing sides, they were forced to clash. Helpless, he felt a surge of respect: "Thank you for
your guidance!"
Seeing Ning Nan return to normal, Wei Wuyai held his swords horizontally, switching to a defensive stance: "You both have great talent, but it's a pity you lack
a master to guide you; otherwise, your achievements might be even greater. In the future, the cultivation of your character must not be neglected. Let's continue discussing
the Yin-Yang Great Law."
The two fell into a strange state of tacit understanding. To outsiders, these two top masters were unleashing their ultimate moves
in a desperate battle, the Yin-Yang Daoist techniques displayed to their fullest extent; but to the two within the battle, each move seemed to
have been practiced countless times. How he attacked and how she blocked were already second nature to them, not a life-or-death struggle but
a rehearsal of routines.
"The Yin-Yang Great Art is so powerful and strange; I suspect it's not a technique passed down by the ancients of Shenzhou."
"Brother Lin also mentioned this, saying that the Yin-Yang Great Art isn't even worthy of the Spirit Realm; only the Immortal Realm possesses such a
miraculous method of rapid mastery."
"The word 'rapid mastery' is extremely apt. The Sect Leader, having experienced the tribulation of inner demons, should understand this. Too much speed leads to endless troubles; once
something loses its master, it's ultimately an illusion."
"You keep saying the dantian has no master; don't we cultivators have a master?"
"Compared to other techniques, what's the biggest difference in the Yin-Yang Sect's approach to mobilizing true essence?"
Ning Nan's heart skipped a beat. The four realms of cultivators in Shenzhou are clearly defined. In the Qi Refining stage, true essence is cultivated and condensed in the dantian
for nurturing; in the Foundation Establishment stage, the true essence in the dantian becomes abundant to a certain degree, and different techniques establish a foundation there
. How similar is this to the Yin-Yang Great Art's creation of a chaotic space in the dantian? Cultivators refine their true
essence at their foundational ground, using the purest essence to nurture the Golden Core. The Golden Core stage is marked by the Golden Core emerging from the earth, and from then on, all true essence used
is provided by this Golden Core, the purest essence gathered within the body. Therefore, after the Golden Core stage, a cultivator's supernatural abilities greatly increase, far surpassing the improvement achieved during Foundation Establishment compared to Qi Refining. After the Golden Core forms the Nascent Soul, it's like a mature fetus leaving the mother's body, 　　with limitless possibilities
for the future . However, regardless of whether it's the Golden Core or the Nascent Soul stage, the foundation laid during Foundation Establishment always exists, only 　　expanding with the improvement of cultivation. 　　Thinking of this, Ning Nan suddenly understood. The most miraculous aspect of the *Yin Yang Great Law* is that it transforms the foundational ground 　　into a chaotic world, greatly strengthening the foundation and providing a more solid basis for the practitioner. 　　However, this is an unclaimed land. 　　"It seems you've come to your senses!" Wei Wuyai nodded with a smile. "According to my deduction, the *Yin Yang Great Method* itself is not the problem 　　; the mistake lies in the fact that it should be a supplementary cultivation method. Imagine, if we also had a Golden Core and Nascent Soul within our bodies as 　　the masters of heaven and earth in our dantian, and then underwent heavenly tribulations to cleanse our bodies and remove inner demons, the aura of the Yin Yang Sect would be vastly different." 　　"That makes sense! Back then, Brother Lin entered the Imperial Thunder Palace without being restricted by any restrictions, precisely because he had not yet formed a Golden Core within his body! 　　If we could truly achieve what you say, Master… the Yin Yang Sect would surely flourish even more." 　　"Don't be too happy yet," Wei Wuyai promptly admonished. "Our ancestors lived by eating raw meat and drinking blood, struggling to survive between heaven and earth. We must 　　know that the operation of heaven and earth has its own laws; raging mountains and tsunamis, violent storms, and the collapse of the sky and the cracking of the earth are all great calamities. Our ancestors built houses 　　to shelter from the wind and rain, and forged cities to resist natural disasters. Unclaimed land is ultimately a great calamity; perhaps one day, disaster will strike."

"The world changes..."
Ning Nan broke out in a cold sweat. If one day her dantian's true energy went out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"I discovered this matter three hundred years ago, but unfortunately, I dared not try it alone. You all learn very quickly, and now
I have nothing left to teach you. If you survive this ordeal, you can discuss it with the sect leader."
This was the second time Ning Nan had heard Wei Wuyai address her as sect leader, and she was puzzled: "What exactly do you want?"
"You will know soon enough, why say more? Come, let's test your skills again." Wei Wuyai let out a clear whistle,
and his twin swords shone brightly as he unleashed his full power.
Thirty-six precious swords flew into the air and formed an array. Nangong Zixia was enveloped in blood-red flames, and his
naked body could be vaguely seen, as if that black demonic fire had burned him to ashes, and then he had been reborn from the ashes.
"When my ancestor established our sect, he considered naming it King Sword Manor. For the Nangong family, a powerful sword
sect with the Sword King Tai'a, that wasn't an exaggeration," Nangong Zixia said confidently. "If the Nangong family were truly called King Sword Manor today,
it would seem like petty gloating, with a very low level of ambition. Hehe, just like you! Bu Yefeng, you come from a small sect,
yet you're arrogant and look down on all the heroes of the world, considering yourself an unparalleled genius. While Fairy Luoying is indeed naive, you
are even more terrifyingly childish. Even after inheriting the legacy of the Xihua Demon Sect, nothing has changed. Come to think of it, it's just a
Xihua Demon Sect that's been shattered, riddled with holes, and its legacy lost. From beginning to end, you've never understood
what a powerful family relies on to stand in the world. You'll never have the chance to understand that kind of foundation."
In the past, Bu Yefeng offended Zhu Qingqiu, the holy son of the Penglai Sect, one of the top sects, for Fairy Luoying, Shang Miaoyu, ultimately leading
to the massacre of his entire family. While Zhu Qingqiu was indeed a wolf in sheep's clothing and acted recklessly, Bu Yefeng's arrogance and disregard for others were also
evident.
The Demon Lord's mind went blank for a moment; Nangong Zixia's words were reasonable and well-founded, and the facts proved that he was the one who ultimately harmed
Shang Miaoyu. Bu Yefeng, enraged and ashamed, chuckled, "Heh, curse away!
What can you do besides empty words and empty boasts? I've changed my mind. After I take you today, I'll enjoy you in front of the whole world.
And when I've had my fill, I won't hesitate to let anyone interested taste the flesh of Master Nangong. Let's see
what Lin Fengyu, who cowers in the wind, will do!"
Nangong Zixia chuckled leisurely, "Don't you have anything else in your head? Hehehe."
"Alas, you twisted souls are both pitiful and hateful. Entering reincarnation early is indeed the best path. Even if
I meet with misfortune today, the grievances will be settled, and my husband will not indiscriminately kill the innocent. He, like my father, is my
lifelong pride, and you people are not even a fraction of him!" Liu Ruoyu, protecting Yun Rui's corpse, watched from afar with a faint smile on her face, as if 　　her beloved sister
, still alive and well, was in her arms .
Even when Nangong Zixia faced repeated dangers, she remained unmoved. Now, her daughter emerged from the black flames,
surrounded by raging crimson fire. Except for her bright, starry eyes, her figure and face were completely obscured.
Liu Ruoyu kissed Yun Rui on the cheek and said, "Rui'er, don't be distracted. Your Brother He left behind something good.
Zi'er is going to use it to avenge you." She paused and added, "That man is so ruthless. He'll torture you until
you're completely exhausted before he stops. We'll repay him for all that suffering!"
Liu Ruoyu's own cultivation wasn't top-tier, but she was surrounded by unparalleled
masters like Nangong Jianhe and Lin Fengyu, so her judgment was exceptionally accurate. Seeing Bu Yefeng fight Nangong Zixia, she knew he was far superior
to Yun Rui, whose Dao foundation had been damaged. His prolonged delay was partly motivated by the desire to exhaust the sisters in his arms to death.
"Blue is the color of the sky, and the sword is the weapon of the righteous. The swordsman should guard the clear skies of the land. That's the first point.
As for the second... I will show you now!"
"Sword, come!" Nangong Zixia shouted. Among the swords, Sword King Tai'a stood motionless, while a purple and
cyan sword flew out of the formation and into the firelight. It was her natal magic weapon, the Purple and Cyan Sword.
Nangong Zixia formed a sword incantation, and the Purple Phoenix Nascent Soul merged into the blade, with the God-Slaying Firebird standing on the tip. The violently shaking Purple and Cyan
Sword emitted a clear phoenix cry that reached the heavens. The noble and sacred king of birds was filled with a violent and ferocious aura.
In the battle of hundreds of thousands of cultivators on Chuyun Mountain, at this moment, apart from the top-level magic weapons wielded by Nascent Soul peak experts such as Wei Wuyai's Black and White Swords
, all the other swords trembled and could not be used. Even Sword King Tai'a slightly tilted his sword in submission. This is the natal
magic weapon of the current master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a sharp, piercing cry born from the fusion of the Blood Phoenix Egg and other wondrous artifacts.
Its sound is like the voice of a king, commanding all swords under heaven, none daring to disobey!
The purple sword light and blood-red flames are both powerful and eerie, truly both righteous and malevolent. Even
the demonic god materialized within the Demon Heaven Fiend Banner, a ferocious being, felt an involuntary fear when confronted by the sword light.
Bu Yefeng's expression was solemn. Since stepping onto Chuyun Mountain, killing Gu Yuan Zhenren, exhausting Yun Rui, and suppressing Nangong Zixia,
he had never been so serious: "Very good. If you continue to use Tai'a, it's just picking up scraps from your predecessors, a monkey wearing a crown.
In a life-or-death battle, you dared to abandon the Sword King Tai'a and use the Purple-Green Sword as the array's core. Just this courage alone makes Master Nangong worthy of being called a heroine
who is not inferior to men!"
Nangong Zixia's face, hidden behind the flames, revealed a smile: "Do I need your praise?"
Black mist filled the sky, and the Demon God reappeared in the Demon Heaven Fiend God Array, its mountain-like figure engulfing Bu Yefeng.
In the blood-red demonic flames, a fledgling phoenix was spreading its wings and flying from Nangong Zixia's dantian. Bu Yefeng's eyes were sharp and he saw it clearly
. He didn't understand where this one came from, since the purple phoenix's nascent soul had already merged with the Purple-Green Sword.
Could it be? It was the true phoenix that had been born from the blood egg?
Bu Yefeng sensed something was wrong and dared not let Nangong Zixia continue to build up her power. This moment was vastly
different from his previous confident demeanor; instinctively, he felt a tremendous crisis enveloping him, as if boundless darkness was about to engulf him…
The demon god roared, a sound like an ancient demonic chant. His mountain-like figure shouldered the Demon God Banner, like a giant wielding
a spear, charging straight into the sword formation.
Nangong Zixia swung her sword, and the sword formation roared forth. This "Ten Thousand Stars" attack was vastly different from before; it was no longer
awkward or pretentious, no longer filled with unnecessary flourishes. This was the purest and most exquisite
"Heavenly Gang Purple Thunder Sword Formation" of Blue Sword Manor—Ten Thousand Stars!
The thunder was drawn down again by the sword formation, as if a raging thunder prison had risen above Chuyun Mountain. The thunder aided the sword's power, seemingly unstoppable
!
The demon god's giant hand grasped the flash of thunder, like a giant strangling countless electric snakes; though struck…
His body stiffened and trembled violently, preventing the lightning from striking.
Tai'a, leading the charge, rang out with a loud sword cry, guiding the swords through a golden path of light towards the demon god.
The swords rained down like starlight, the demon god holding the heavenly lightning in one hand and wielding the Demon God Banner with the other, creating an impenetrable
shield. The swords struck the banner, which had transformed into a shield of light, producing a crisp clanging sound.
The Heavenly Gang Purple Lightning Sword Formation's attack was thwarted, but Bu Yefeng showed no joy. Nangong Zixia remained with her sword incantation, concealed
and unleashed. The Purple-Green Sword, the final line of defense, remained still, and the Myriad Stars' attack was not yet fully unleashed.
The swords split into six groups, circling the demon god, forcing him to spin like a top to deflect
the attacks from all directions. Amidst the fierce battle, the sounds of clashing swords were as dense as rain pattering on a lotus pond, the swords agile and nimble, yet unable to break through the demon god's
black shield of light.
Nangong Zixia, who had been keeping her eyes downcast, suddenly laughed, "So this is where you are!"
The Purple-Green Sword danced gracefully, and Nangong Zixia's figure was like that of an immortal amidst the blood flames.
The dense array of swords suddenly parted, and Nangong Zixia passed through the sword path, her sword light surging as she struck the demon god's abdomen!
The demon god possessed immense strength yet was also incredibly agile and swift. In the midst of the chaos, he turned back to the flagpole to parry, and the Purple-Green Sword failed to achieve its goal.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Bu Yefeng shouted, his hands forming a hand seal. A vast and boundless true energy emanated from the flagpole,
forming claws that firmly gripped the Purple-Green Sword.
Bu Yefeng, having endured for so long, was about to unleash his full power after gaining an advantage. To his surprise, the demon god, who had stood like a mountain,
suddenly unleashed a torrent of black energy. In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black figure faded considerably, and its abdomen almost
glowed.
"You... how dare you?" Bu Yefeng was filled with mixed emotions of joy and worry.
What pleased him was that Nangong Zixia dared to use the Blood Phoenix to devour demonic energy, attempting to defeat the Demon God. It should be known that
the ferocity of the demonic energy within the Demon Heaven Fiend Banner was unparalleled in the world. Even though Bu Yefeng usually wielded it with extreme caution, he
often found it difficult to suppress his inner rage, largely due to the banner's influence. Nangong Zixia dared to swallow it;
it was likely that the violent energy would soon overwhelm her, driving her completely insane.
What worried him was that, in no time, the demonic energy burst forth like a breach in a dam, continuously flowing out of her body, with an accelerating
rate of release.
Bu Yefeng reacted swiftly, and after a moment's thought, he changed his approach, suppressing and instead pushing the demonic energy towards Nangong Zixia's dantian,
intending to drive her mad and kill her!
Nangong Zixia laughed loudly, using this opportunity to break free from the restraints of her true essence: "Enough!"
She brandished the Purple-Green Sword, and a blue crystal suddenly appeared within its blade, refracting a dazzling array of black, red, and purple light.
The moment the crystal appeared, the area around the sword formation was filled with sword intent! Mountains, rivers, vegetation, wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning all became as sharp as sword light! A cold wind
swept past, leaving numerous cuts on Bu Yefeng's face!
"See that? The Nangong family is called Blue Sword Manor, and this is its second feature. The Blue Sword Manor's sword crystal is
the crystallization of sword intent! Only the heads of each family are qualified to cultivate it, integrating the sword comprehension of their ancestors—a crystallization passed down through generations.
It is also a deadly move to defeat enemies! Bu Yefeng, you have the good fortune to experience a sword crystal that has never appeared in the Divine Continent twice. The first time you didn't know
, but the second time you must see it clearly!"
The sword crystal emitted countless rays of light, illuminating the heavens and earth. As Bu Yefeng held his breath and concentrated, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, as if countless sharp
swords were cutting through his body, tearing his liver and intestines apart! The Demon Lord hurriedly examined his own body and saw another multicolored sword crystal appear
outside his dantian, radiating sword intent...
Bu Yefeng almost fainted from the pain. Nangong Zixia, wielding the Purple-Green Sword, lunged forward with the sword crystal as its sharp point,
piercing through the Demon God's hollow abdomen, her target the sword crystal within Bu Yefeng's body.
Bu Yefeng cried out in agony, hastily summoning back the Demon Heaven Fiend Banner with lightning speed to defend himself.
A fierce wind raged, sand and stones flew, and when everything settled, Bu Yefeng's protective robes were shattered, his naked
body bleeding profusely from his lower abdomen!
"I told you long ago, if you hadn't used your underhanded tricks to ambush my father, you would have been utterly defeated in the battle at Chuyun Mountain!
My father was severely injured before the battle even began, which is why he couldn't unleash the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One' move! He had no choice but to use his last sword strike to implant the sword crystal into
your body. You were so ignorant, thinking it was just ordinary sword energy, and you thought you had completely suppressed it without a second thought! Huh?" Nangong
Zixia burst into laughter: "So subtle? Your thing wasn't like this before, was it? Hahaha, although my father had to
sacrifice himself for the manor, he deliberately made you lose all your manly prowess!"
"My late father buried the sword crystal within you, waiting for this moment! Waiting for his daughter to cultivate the sword crystal and draw out
the hidden danger within you! There's still one secret technique of Blue Sword Manor you haven't seen yet; now you'll experience this move, 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to
One'!"
Bu Yefeng forcefully circulated his true energy to suppress the sword crystal within his body, but the two sword crystals seemed to be drawn to each other by gravity,
one of the purple and green swords trying to drag the one within him out alive.
Nangong Zixia soared into the air, and everything tangible within a ten-zhang radius around her—soil, sand, clouds, water
vapor, even withered branches and leaves—rapidly condensed into swords. The sword tips pointed directly at Demon Lord Bu Yefeng!

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