【A Love Story Amidst Storms】Episode 3 ~ Chapters 1-40 (Complete Collection)

Chapter 1
In the Demon Realm, the battle on Demon Island raged on.
After Lin Fengyu killed the Old Woodcutter of Forgetful Age and Yi Tianxing freed himself from his inner demons, the Heavenly Alliance held a complete advantage.
The Azure Cloud Sect Master Yun Rui's defenses were impenetrable, having withstood the Emperor's Blade and Overlord Sword for a long time before
; now, with Lin Fengyu's assistance, she was even more at ease.
Yi Tianxing's demonic arts had reached their peak, and after freeing himself from his inner demons, he attacked with rage. The Black and White Gentleman, who had defeated the Righteous
Heaven Pavilion Master Tian Yuanzi, was no less capable than him. However, the previous fierce battle had greatly depleted his strength; even with his arrogance, he wouldn't
believe he could defeat two top experts in succession. In fact, from the moment they clashed, the Black and White Gentleman was firmly suppressed by Yi Tianxing
, only able to parry and unable to retaliate.
While some of the protectors of the Xihua Demon Sect had gained the upper hand, they couldn't convert it into a victory. Moreover, the experts of the Heavenly Alliance
were also formidable. Seeing the situation favoring their side, those at a disadvantage sought to avoid trouble and delay as much as possible
.
Seeing this, the Black and White Gentleman ordered a retreat.
The Xihua Demon Sect's retreat was orderly and showed no signs of panic. Although the apricot-yellow flag had mitigated
most of the power of the Blood-Red Demon Eye in the air, it was still formidable, and cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage were still under immense suppression. The Xihua Demon Sect wanted to retreat,
but the Heavenly Alliance cultivators dared not lose their formation. Although they had an advantage, it was far from a decisive victory.
The Emperor Blade and Tyrant Sword feinted a move and retreated, freeing Lin Fengyu's hands. He couldn't wait to return to the Nangong Family's battle formation,
ignoring the disapproving look from True Person Gu Yuan.
Looking up, he saw that most of the elders of Blue Sword Manor were also injured.
Guo Shuyi and Luo Chenguang, his former teammates from when he joined the Hundred Swords Hall, had both perished, filling him with sorrow. His gaze swept back and forth
, meeting that of the battered Xu Ling'er, and he felt a pang of worry. Despite the fierce battle, Xu Ling'er still smiled brightly and nodded to him, indicating she
was alright. The cheerful girl also possessed the Blood Lotus Heaven-Mending Pill; her external injuries should be minor. Turning back, he saw
Cang Jianhao; several close friends had survived the chaos of war, which brought him considerable comfort.
Nangong Zixia, though unharmed while commanding the central army, was drenched in sweat, her beautiful face showing signs of fatigue and weariness
, her eyes bloodshot. With the battle still ongoing, Lin Fengyu could only pat her shoulder in comfort. The young
lady grasped his hand and said, "Go see Sister Weiwei. Today's battle owes much to her array skills." Qin Wei was surrounded by
numerous experts. As a strategically significant array master, the battle had earned her considerable
respect—respect earned through her own efforts, a respect that was deeply ingrained. Looking at the respectful disciples of Blue Sword Manor around him,
Lin Fengyu felt immensely pleased.
Upon Lin Fengyu's arrival, the crowd automatically parted to make way. The once beautiful Qin Wei was now pale and exhausted,
barely able to manage a smile. She weakly said, "Finally, all those years of hard work haven't been in vain!" Here, unlike
with Nangong Zixia, there were fewer reservations. Lin Fengyu pulled her into his arms, kissed her forehead, and said,
"Rest well. Don't worry about cleaning up the mess. It won't be over anytime soon." Qin Wei nodded
, then pushed Lin Fengyu away, pouting, "Go ahead and get busy. Hold me until it's all over!" Lin Fengyu picked
her up and laid her across a luxurious carriage, kissing her forehead again. Turning around, he saw that
all the disciples of Blue Sword Manor had their backs to them, yet no one made a sound, afraid of disturbing the loving couple. Lin Fengyu
couldn't help but feel happy and proud. The battle on Demon Island had thoroughly proven the Lin family's abilities. Nangong Zixia was a
given, but Lin Fengyu, Ning Nan, and Qin Wei—weren't they all renowned for their military exploits and feared throughout the world?
Searching everywhere for Ning Nan's whereabouts, the little witch was riding back on her black Qilin. The two met eyes from afar, and Ning Nan,
abandoning the Qilin, darted into Lin Fengyu's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.
Mo Feifan, now back in human form, scoffed, "How many magical attacks did I shield you from? You didn't even ask a question!
Truly, a heartless emperor!" He thought this but didn't want to admit it; if he actually said it to the Demon Lord, he'd probably get a beating.
He had grown a bit, looking like a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.
Ning Nan's smugness was written all over her face, like a proud phoenix. She remained silent, her starry eyes glancing at
Lin Fengyu, clearly waiting for a deluge of flattery. Lin Fengyu didn't hold back, slapping her round buttocks
twice, the sound echoing loudly, her plump flesh jiggling.
The little witch was furious. Just as she glared at him, Lin Fengyu hurriedly begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, please calm down! I was just flattering you
. The louder the better." The two whispered intimately, seemingly unconcerned about being overheard. Ning Nan raised her hand and
grabbed Lin Fengyu's groin, squinting her eyes and laughing, "But now I have your weakness. Hmm, Ning Fairy's Cheng Ying
Sword is elusive, if she were to swing it downwards like this, hehe. Go ahead and flatter me, why don't you continue?" Although he knew it was
a joke, Lin Fengyu was still so frightened that his manhood twitched.
"Ahem, Master Lin, excuse me!" Ning Nan turned around, annoyed, and seeing that it was Yi Luoluo, knowing she had just
helped a lot, she didn't dare to be disrespectful.
Lin Fengyu quickly released Ning Nan, saying, "Please forgive my lack of hospitality, Saintess Yi. I apologize for not welcoming you sooner!" Yi Luoluo curtsied and
said, "My father sent me to thank Master Lin. I will never forget your kindness." Lin Fengyu smiled and said,
"Actually, I wasn't much of a help. If it weren't for Saintess Yi's assistance, I might have perished." At this
, a thought struck him. The Heavenly Demon Sect and Blue Sword Manor had always had a good relationship, and this battle would surely strengthen it further. Yi
Tianxing probably sent his daughter with the same intention. Just as he was thinking that he wasn't good at such things and was about to call Nangong Zixia over,
the young lady greeted him with a smile, affectionately taking Yi Luoluo's hand and saying, "Sister, you used the power of the laws to stop
the enemy's advance and helped my husband defeat a formidable foe. My father will personally go to Sky-Piercing Cliff to express his gratitude." The two women were of
similar status and not much different in age. Nangong Zixia was very enthusiastic, and Yi Luoluo, being of a mild temperament, also said a few words.
Each sect and faction had many wounded and were busy with affairs. Just as Yi Luoluo was about to take her leave, a Kunlun disciple carrying the Heavenly Alliance
Leader's command flag bowed to Nangong Zixia and said, "Greetings, Miss Nangong. Alliance Leader Gu Yuan requests that you proceed immediately to discuss the attack on Demon
Island. Master Lin and Fairy Ning are also requested to accompany you." Lin Fengyu was a given, and Ning Nan's combat prowess had earned
the recognition of the Nascent Soul peak cultivators. The Nangong family head hadn't even participated in the battle, yet three of them were invited to this
high-level meeting—an honor in itself, especially considering their youth and limitless potential.
The three arrived at the makeshift front-line tent, where most of the leading figures from various factions were already present. The Six Paths
Heavenly Alliance and the Western Hua Demon Sect had fought to a draw, with Lin Fengyu defeating the Old Woodcutter of Forgetful Age, while Tian Yuanzi and Master Wufang
were severely injured by the Black-and-White Gentleman and the Jade-Faced Child Elder. Before the meeting could officially begin, news shocked everyone
.
The five early-stage Nascent Soul experts responsible for escorting Master Wufang back to his base camp to recuperate had been intercepted and
killed by the Jade-Faced Child Elder, and Master Wufang's whereabouts were unknown. The joy of the recent victory was somewhat dampened by this news, and Kunlun
Sect Leader Gu Yuan Zhenren's face was very grim.
Duanmu Enci exchanged pleasantries with Shangguan Wenchen and Lin Fengyu. Duanmu Enci sighed deeply;
showing mercy on Golden Feather Island years ago had indeed forged a good relationship. In just over twenty years, the young man before him had
grown from desperately resisting five of his attacks to being able to stand on equal footing. Moreover, judging from this lad's temperament, he will
be of immense benefit to the Duanmu family in the future.
The Heavenly Demon Sect Master, Yi Tianxing, led Yi Luoluo into the tent with a powerful stride. His cold, lightning-like gaze swept over them, and
before leaving everyone else behind, he bowed to Lin Fengyu and approached.
Lin Fengyu, not daring to presume, bowed in return.
Yi Tianxing said, "I, Yi, am clear about gratitude and resentment. I will never forget your kindness in helping me and saving my daughter."
Lin Fengyu replied, "Sect Master Yi is too kind. Today, I am only able to help
much because of Sect Master Yun's indestructible defensive magic treasures. Saintess Yi first displayed her divine power, using the power of laws to repel the demonic sect members, and then guided me in setting up the Thousand
Threads Formation. Finally, it was Saintess Yi's music that allowed me to maintain my composure and avoid being overwhelmed by the old demon's flute music
. I should be the one thanking Saintess Yi." Nangong Zixia and Ning Nan were overjoyed to see this.
If Lin Fengyu previously relied mostly on the lingering influence of the Yin-Yang Sect and the protection of Nangong Jianhe, from this day forward,
he has officially joined the circle of the top cultivators in the cultivation world, becoming an equal to everyone else. After
a few brief pleasantries, it wasn't the time for further conversation. The black mist surrounding the Demon Island
had been dispelled thanks to the efforts of the Heavenly Alliance's array masters, revealing the island's true form. Inside the tent, array masters had already used magic to simulate the island
's terrain; the floating light screen was incredibly lifelike, perfectly replicating the island.
Lin Fengyu knew nothing of strategy or tactics, simply observing the entire Demon Island quietly, occasionally glancing back
at the blood-red demonic eye that now shrouded the island after the retreat of the Xihua Demon Sect. At this moment, his resentment towards Gu Yuan
had lessened considerably. Regardless of how despicable the old Taoist's previous actions were, the Kunlun Sect had contributed the most to this battle,
and without the Apricot Yellow Banner stopping the blood-red demonic eye, the outcome of the battle would have been unimaginable.
The preparations for the attack on Demon Island were proceeding smoothly. With each order issued from the tents, the Heavenly Alliance army had
completely surrounded the island. The Nangong family, having served as the vanguard in a previous battle, were exhausted and, logically and emotionally, could not continue
leading the attack. Therefore, the Zhengtian Pavilion was chosen as the vanguard.
However, the strategy after the siege began to clash among these key figures. Some advocated an immediate, decisive attack
, while others favored a cautious approach, besieging the island first and then gradually taking control. At this moment,
news arrived that the Demon Lord had appeared, leading the Jade-Faced Elder in an attack on Chuyun Mountain.
Both arguments had their merits! Those advocating an attack expressed full confidence in Nangong Jianhe. They believed that
even if the Demon Lord personally intervened, he could not conquer the island in one fell swoop, given the Western Hua Demon Sect's constant interference
. It was better to concentrate forces and take Demon Island than to be bogged down in other areas. Moreover, judging from the strength of the various protectors of the Xihua Demon Sect, the terrifying power of the Demon Lord is unimaginable. If
they wait for his return, the outcome is truly unpredictable. Those who advocate a gradual approach say that their intelligence on the Xihua Demon Sect is almost zero, and
a rash attack on Demon Island is definitely not the best strategy. As the foundation of the Xihua Demon Sect, it cannot be taken in a short time.
Lin Fengyu was uneasy, exchanging glances with Nangong Zixia from time to time. It is said that Blue Sword Manor has made sufficient
preparations, and with the Sword God's abilities, there shouldn't be any mishaps. However, he always instinctively felt that the Demon Lord
must have thought deeply and had a high degree of confidence to make this arrangement. Moreover, as someone who once recklessly and
foolishly ventured into Gengjin Manor alone, he naturally knew the terror of a foundation
. There was another layer of meaning: the Xihua Demon Sect had been defeated, and he didn't know if Fu Yuyan had left...
The attack on Demon Island had finally begun. Whether it was a direct assault or a siege, they had to fight and see first.
Lin Fengyu didn't make a move. He had originally been assigned to attack the northwest corner of Demon Island, but he directly refused: "The Nangong family's
assistance is the manor lord's order, and everything must be under the command of True Person Gu Yuan. My Yin Yang Sect is purely here to help, and we don't need to obey anyone's
orders. I don't want to help or fight this time." This infuriated Gu Yuan. In fact,
everyone understood his meaning. Blue Sword Manor was under siege by the Xihua Demon Sect, and it was
best to preserve some strength at this moment. Besides, a fierce battle would already be very taxing, and they still had to face that mysterious and unpredictable Demon Lord.
Wouldn't it be brain-dead to rush out instead of seizing the time to recover their true energy?
Actually, he really wanted to rush back to Blue Sword Manor regardless of everything. However, the Nangong family on Demon Island
was missing a peak expert to support them, and it would be difficult to deal with any unexpected changes. Since Nangong Jianhe had entrusted this place
to him, he had to suppress his unease. As for the battlefield at Blue Sword Manor, he could only trust the Sword God's abilities
.
The attack on Demon Island went smoothly, with the Heavenly Alliance breaching layer after layer of defensive formations. It seemed that if two more layers were broken
, a fierce close-quarters battle would ensue.
Lin Fengyu watched expressionlessly as the continuous barrage of magical artifacts bombarded the defensive light barrier, the deafening explosions
and the shifting colors of light reflecting off his face. Blue Sword Manor must be facing a similar scene now.
Finally, a crack appeared in the last layer of the formation, and countless magical artifacts bombarded it. The
ineffective formation receded like a tide, revealing Demon Island's true form.
Master Gu Yuan's command flag was raised high in the center of the army, and the Heavenly Alliance's army surged towards Demon Island. Simultaneously
, the blood-red demonic eye that had always shrouded Demon Island blinked three times, and a plume of black gas
erupted from the volcano in the center of the island, connecting it to the demonic eye in the sky. Suddenly, the demonic eye shot out a thick beam of blood-red light.
The apricot-yellow flag, which had been in the upper hand, was struck by this beam of blood-red light, and after a loud bang, it swayed and had two golden lotuses knocked off.
The area protected by the apricot-yellow flag shrank instantly. The Heavenly Alliance cultivators at the forefront were swept away by the bloody light and vanished without a
trace…
In shock, Lin Fengyu's eyes widened. The beautiful Demon Island before him had suddenly changed its
appearance after the black mist spewed out. No vegetation grew, heat billowed, and lava flowed, turning the entire island into a dead wasteland. If the scene before him
surprised him, then the news of the upheaval at Blue Sword Manor brought by Qin Bing made him faint with horror.
Gu Yuan also received the news immediately. The fate of Blue Sword Manor was not of concern to him, but
the betrayal of Fuyuan Cave made his chest feel tight and his head spin. He shook his head to quickly calm himself down.
He let Nangong Jianhe and the Demon Lord fight it out first, swallowed to moisten his dry throat, and asked, "Sect Master Yi,
this is...?" Yi Tianxing's deep gaze held a hint of panic, yet also a touch of fanaticism. "The Demon Realm
! I never imagined this Demon Island was the entrance to the Demon Realm!" The barren ground began to expand at a visible speed,
devouring the Divine Continent!
The range of the blood-red demonic eye had expanded to over a hundred miles. Except for the golden light of the apricot-yellow banner, the surrounding
space was shrouded in blood, like a vast sky. Lin Fengyu approached the edge of the apricot-yellow banner. The blood-red color instinctively filled him
with fear. He needed to return to Blue Sword Manor, but was trapped here.
Yi Tianxing flashed to his side and asked, "Young friend Lin, are you going back to aid Blue Sword Manor?" Lin Fengyu replied decisively,
"I must go back." He took a deep breath and was about to rush out when Yi Tianxing grabbed him and shook his head, saying,
"That won't do. I'll see you off!" "Father!" Yi Luoluo's voice was somewhat panicked as she tried to stop him.
Yi Tianxing turned around and glared at her coldly, saying, "Father never owes favors." He made a hand seal and,
using some secret technique, actually managed to carve a passage through the blood-red sky, saying, "Go quickly!" Lin Fengyu
didn't say anything more, spread his Wind and Thunder Wings, and in a few flashes, he was out of the area covered by the blood-red sky. He couldn't help but look back
at the Heavenly Alliance army under the golden apricot-yellow flag in the center, after all, Nangong Zixia and Ning Nan were still inside.
At the same time, he saw a Bagua mirror rise from Zhengtian Pavilion, a golden Buddha statue be offered in Yangxin Hall, and a
pristine white lotus be offered in Biyun Sect… Each sect held nothing back; this was a war between realms, a contest between Shenzhou
and the Demon Realm…
With a sense of relief, Lin Fengyu rushed back to Lanjian Manor with all his might. He didn't understand why his two brothers-in-law had betrayed him
, nor why even a sect like Fuyuan Cave would submit to the Xihua Demon Sect. But he had already foreseen
the outcome: Nangong Jianhe would definitely swallow the Reincarnation Pill. Would it be a reversal of fortune? Or a desperate act?
He rationally knew what would happen, but dared not think about it! Until he saw Nangong Jianhe's imposing figure
fall, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably…
The war on Demon Island ultimately ended in a draw. The Demon Realm, using Demon Island to devour Shenzhou, was firmly suppressed by the extraordinary treasures of the various sects of the Heavenly Alliance
, and the conflict remained unresolved. The disciples of Blue Sword Manor also withdrew immediately, facing
the devastation of Chuyun Mountain, they were heartbroken. Lin Fengyu had returned too late, and with his cultivation and combat strength,
he couldn't influence the epic battle between the Sword God and the Demon Lord. However, his return prevented the heavily injured Demon Lord
and the crippled Jade-Faced Elder from completely annihilating the Nangong family, and they withdrew their troops.
Nangong Zixia's face was cold and stern! Lin Fengyu wanted to comfort her, but the young lady shook her head and said, "I'm not
that fragile. Go and summon the elders for a meeting!" After thinking for a moment, she called out a few more names, including Cang Jianhao.
Blue Sword Manor was in chaos, a somber and dejected atmosphere pervading the place. Lin Fengyu looked at his beloved wife with heartache
, knowing the terrifying pressure she was under. This pressure had even prevented her from shedding a single
tear, from visiting her equally severely injured mother, Liu Ruoyu. Perhaps only her clenched teeth revealed a
hint of her inner sorrow.
The meeting was simple in content and brief in duration. The foundation of Chuyun Mountain was almost completely destroyed, and
reconstruction was virtually impossible under the current circumstances. The collapse of the pillar of strength was devastating for the Nangong family. Hasty reconstruction
would only make them another target at the mercy of the Xihua Demon Sect. Finding a safe place to recuperate
was the most urgent task. For a moment, everyone was at a loss!
When Nangong Zixia raised her views on the Nangong family's future foreign policy, the elders and hall masters
remained silent.
Nangong Zixia sighed and said, "Lin Fengyu, what do you think we should do?" Her gaze towards him was even somewhat
helpless.
Lin Fengyu said, "The Nangong family can no longer afford further losses, nor can it continue to oppose any force. From today
onwards, let's follow our hearts!" The plan of following our hearts was quickly approved. There were still too many things to sort out and arrange in the devastated Chuyun Mountain
, and the meeting ended simply.
Lin Fengyu walked out of the makeshift meeting tent, and Cang Jianhao followed, bewildered, asking, "Young Master,
what does 'from the heart' mean?" Lin Fengyu was in a bad mood, and this question only made
him angrier. Actually, the elders and hall masters all knew, but no one dared to say it aloud, so they had to play the villain themselves. He raised his hand and gave Cang Jianhao a flick
on the forehead, angrily saying, "Two characters written vertically, what character is it?" With that, he flung his sleeves and stormed off.
Cang Jianhao held up his index finger and gestured a few times, gritting his teeth, "Damn it! They
have no choice but to back down. Xihua Demon Sect, I'm not finished with you!"...
Chapter Two: Dream of Immortals
The Nangong family backed down! They didn't even mention searching for the traitor Nangong Mingli!
The new manor lord's first order was to pack up all usable belongings and prepare for the entire clan to relocate. The foundation of Chuyun Mountain
was completely abandoned!
Some disciples were quite indignant. Chuyun Mountain was a place of outstanding people and abundant spiritual energy, an ideal place for cultivation. Furthermore
, this place is the foundation left by their ancestors, the very home of the Nangong family. Are they really just going to abandon it like this?
Many lamented that although Nangong Zixia was exceptionally talented and entrusted with the task during the Blue Sword Manor's crisis,
she was ultimately just a woman. Instead of boosting morale, she made such a move. Her vision, insight, and sense of responsibility were
far inferior to Nangong Jianhe's.
After much debate among the higher-ups, the relocation site was surprisingly chosen at Jubao
Marketplace, much to the surprise of most. Many insightful individuals secretly praised this decision. Although Blue Sword Manor still had many high-level cultivators, and even Lin Feng...
For a peak expert like Yu, with his foundation completely destroyed and his great formation and the power of laws lost,
he had effectively fallen out of the ranks of top sects. Facing an attack meant face-to-face melee combat,
a costly prospect for the Nangong family, already ravaged by repeated bloody battles.
Jubaoji, one of the five great immortal gatherings of the cultivation world, already possessed considerable defensive capabilities. After being ambushed by the Xihua Demon Sect
, the Heavenly Alliance further strengthened its defensive formations and protective forces. The Nangong family's relocation to Jubaoji meant
leveraging the Heavenly Alliance to enhance their own strength. The abundant flow of resources
was also a top priority for the Nangong family, eager to replenish their strength. They could easily obtain the urgently needed elixirs, magical artifact materials, and even the rare and precious herbs that occasionally appeared
.
Having experienced life and death, Lin Fengyu dared not recall the day he left Chuyun Mountain. He saw Liu Ruoyu
faint from crying before Nangong Jianhe's grave; he saw the disciples of Blue Sword Manor weep until their tears ran dry; he saw
all the survivors soaring in the air, bowing their heads in mourning behind Nangong Zixia, while his beloved wife's beautiful face remained expressionless
, silently gazing at the land of Chuyun Mountain that once belonged to the Nangong family for a long time; he saw Nangong Zixia
personally unleash flames, reducing the magnificent houses stretching for dozens of miles to ashes!
"How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes; the king raises an army, let us prepare our spears and shields. We will fight alongside you against this folly..."
The mournful song sung by tens of thousands of people was the indomitable spirit of the Nangong family and their solemn vow to the dead, its sound reaching the heavens. Lin Fengyu
longed to join them, to shout and sing with them, but he could only quietly conceal himself atop Hidden Sword Peak,
silently watching all of this. The day after Nangong Jianhe's death, news spread from Blue Sword Manor that Lin
Fengyu had been severely injured in the battle of Demon Island and was in seclusion to recuperate. This was to give the weakened Nangong family a reason to back down
, and also to prevent Lin Fengyu from being summoned by the Heavenly Alliance again. If anything were to happen to him again, Blue Sword Manor would be doomed.
The Nangong family had a large territory in Jubao Town. After the entire clan moved there, they purchased many shops and lands
to settle their members.
Jubao Mountain was located at the confluence of three rivers, and although it couldn't compare to Chuyun Mountain, it was still considered a treasure land.
After the battle of Demon Island, the Divine Continent and the Demon Realm entered a temporary truce. Nangong Jianhe sacrificed his life
to severely injure the Demon Lord, temporarily slowing down the Demon Realm's advance. And Qingqiu Kingdom, after Su Buyan intervened to stop
Gu Yuan, once again went into seclusion. All the sects of the Heavenly Alliance contributed their most precious treasures to firmly hold
the Crimson Demon Eye on the Demon Island, suppressing the Demon Realm's invasion of the Divine Land.
Blue Sword Manor was in dire need of rebuilding, with numerous complex matters to attend to. Nangong Zixia, newly appointed as the manor's head, was so busy she had no time to grieve,
rarely seen day or night. Fortunately, her cultivation was profound; otherwise, how could she have endured such hardship? Liu Ruoyu
remained deeply affected, listless and confined to bed. A late-stage Nascent Soul expert had become haggard,
resembling a seriously ill mortal. Nangong Zixia was helpless, only able to wait for time to heal her wounds.
The management of finances fell to the sisters Qin Bing and Qin Wei. Blue Sword Manor had few
objections to this, as the Lin family's performance in the Demon Island war proved their loyalty and
ability to the Nangong family, especially Qin Wei's array formations, which had protected countless Blue Sword Manor disciples.
Ning Nan gained much insight from the battle on Demon Island and, after settling down, began her seclusion. Cao Huiyun reverted to her former role
as Qin Wei's assistant in the mortal realm, managing various internal affairs. Lin Fengyu, confined and forbidden from appearing in public
, was utterly bored. Occasionally, he would sneak over to visit Qin Bing and the other women,
only to be met with a sigh and a mountain of documents on their desks.
He too had many insights from the battle on Demon Island, but his restless mind made seclusion fruitless. He spent his days
wandering around the newly built Listening to the Wind and Watching the Rain Pavilion, nearly driven mad by boredom.
One day, unable to bear it any longer, he quietly slipped out of the Treasure Gathering Market, took out his Spirit-Detecting Compass
, left a message for Nangong Zixia, and flew off towards Chuyun Mountain.
Nangong Jianhe's remains were buried on Chuyun Mountain. The remains of such a peak expert were originally extremely precious, but he
had consumed the Reincarnation Pill, exhausting all his potential, and his remains became no different from those of an ordinary person. Furthermore,
his dying wish was to be buried here, so how could anyone disobey?
A new cemetery was built atop Mount Chuyun, providing a final resting place for the fallen disciples. However, many
did not even leave behind remains; only their names and biographies on their tombstones recorded their past.
Nangong Jianhe's tomb stood at the highest point, overlooking the entire Mount Chuyun. The tomb was not extravagant, but the scenery
was beautiful, with lush trees. The soul of a generation of swordsmen returned here; perhaps many years later, as the sun and moon turned and the world changed, future generations
would feel a pang of sorrow when they mourned him.
Standing before the tomb, his laughing, angry, and unrestrained appearance was still vivid in his mind, yet he was now
forever separated from the world. Recalling the past, he felt a deep sadness…
Lin Fengyu frowned, and his figure swiftly disappeared into the trees. A streak of rainbow light flew swiftly from the horizon. As it drew
nearer, the person who appeared was recognized – it was Yun Rui, the sect leader of the Azure Cloud Sect. Her attire was vastly
different from usual; she was dressed entirely in plain white, without a trace of makeup, yet her beauty was breathtaking.
The graceful woman stood before Nangong Jianhe's tomb, took out a pipa, and lightly strummed her fingers, singing: "The Jade
Palace is lonely, locking in the clear autumn; I ride the wind through the nine heavens, a solitary figure wanders. Better to laugh and return to the mortal world, to share with me flying blossoms, sleeves full of petals." The music was
mournful and plaintive, its deep longing undisguised.
After finishing her piece, she murmured to herself, "Brother He, you promised to ascend to the Immortal Realm together, so that I, Rui'er,
could marry into the Nangong family and live happily ever after with you. I never imagined you would leave before me…
We cultivators have long lifespans, how could you bear to leave me alone? If I had known this would happen, I would have
preferred to be a mortal couple in the mortal world, even if it was just a fleeting hundred years, it would be better than this…" Yun Rui seemed lost in
sorrow, unaware of the person beside her. Lin Fengyu, understanding the situation, didn't disturb them. In his opinion, this moment belonged to this
loving couple destined to be apart; even if they had a thousand words to say, they should be left to their own devices in peace.
He even deliberately shielded his hearing, as it wasn't convenient for outsiders to overhear their whispered conversation.
After a good half hour, Yun Rui looked up in the direction Lin Fengyu was hiding, smiled, and waved.
Lin Fengyu then appeared and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Sect Leader Yun. I simply didn't want to disturb you; I didn't mean
to hide." Yun Rui returned the bow, saying, "I know. Little Feng, are you here to see your elder brother too?" Lin Fengyu
nodded, saying, "Blue Sword Manor announced that I was in seclusion to recuperate, and I was feeling really bored, so I came to talk to my elder brother."
Yun Rui didn't mince words, saying, "Brother He has extremely high aspirations; there are very few people in his life who can win his favor. If
you're free on weekdays, come and keep him company more often. Brother He likes lively gatherings..." As she spoke, her eyes reddened.
Lin Fengyu was at a loss for words, and could only lower his head and pretend not to see. Once Yun Rui
had composed herself, he continued, "Sect Leader Yun, my elder brother left me a will, saying that he hadn't fulfilled his promises in this life, and if there were an afterlife,
he would do his utmost to make amends. He also said that if Sect Leader Yun could find him of any use, I should do my part. He also said… he never got to call her '
beloved wife' in this life, and if Sect Leader Yun doesn't mind, I can call her 'sister-in-law'!" Having said this, Lin Fengyu knelt before Nangong Jianhe's grave
, and then knelt before Yun Rui, performing the rites of a younger brother meeting his elder brother and sister-in-law. Upon hearing this, Yun Rui could no longer hold back her tears, sobbing uncontrollably…
Finally
managing to stop crying, Yun Rui whimpered, "My greatest regret… is… not being able
to marry into the Nangong family openly and honestly… From now on… there will be no more possibility…" Lin Fengyu felt a pang of sorrow, his grief
overwhelming him, but he stubbornly bit his lip to keep his tears from falling, remaining silent.
The deceased is gone! Both were prominent figures of their time, and after a moment of reflection, they calmed down. Yunrui
asked with concern, "How is the Nangong family? Are Zi'er and Sister Ruoyu alright?" Lin Fengyu replied, "Zi'er must be heartbroken
. But she has no time to grieve now. Sister-in-law Ruoyu, alas, that was a huge blow!" Yunrui sighed.
"Father and son turned against each other. I only hope that Sister Ruoyu can recover soon; the Nangong family still needs her. I really don't know
what went wrong with those two beasts, Minglin and Mingli, to do something so utterly deserving of hell." Lin Fengyu
said, "The situation at the time was unclear, and I still can't understand it. Even if power blinds them, they wouldn't act so utterly despicable
!" Yun Rui was silent for a while, then changed the subject, saying, "The Demon Realm invaded, and Qingqiu Kingdom's attitude was unclear. Shenzhou
is also on the verge of collapse. This time, Miss Fu openly opposed the Heavenly Alliance, and Su Buyan even helped the Demon Realm..." Lin Fengyu
interrupted through gritted teeth, "With my elder brother's death, Qingqiu Kingdom has an unshirkable responsibility... " "Responsibility. If it weren't for Su Buyan's
intervention, how could the demon have spared his hands to deal with Blue Sword Manor?" Yun Rui looked directly into Lin Fengyu's eyes and
said, word by word, "What if Su Buyan's intervention was instigated by Fu Yuyan?" Lin Fengyu took a deep breath and said, "
I will not let go of anyone involved in this matter. This grudge will be avenged." Yun Rui nodded and said, "Brother He was right
about you. With your words, I am relieved! It's not that I'm deliberately provoking you, but
it's better to say some things upfront." Speaking of Fu Yuyan, Lin Fengyu's mood worsened, and Yun Rui didn't say anything more. They agreed on
a way to contact each other and then left Chuyun Mountain one after the other.
He quietly sneaked back to Blue Sword Manor and passed by the courtyard where Liu Ruoyu lived. He was surprised to see her sitting alone in the courtyard
looking at the sky. The two maids who usually served her were outside the courtyard, obviously having been dismissed by her.
Lin Fengyu, unable to reveal himself, concealed himself from the two maids and entered the courtyard before sending a telepathic message: "Sister-in-law,
Lin Fengyu greets you." After being called three times, Liu Ruoyu snapped out of her daze and waved her hand, setting up a concealing
array, saying, "Xiaofeng, come out." This was the first time Liu Ruoyu had spoken since the incident, and Lin Fengyu quickly
appeared and bowed.
Liu Ruoyu asked, "You ran away?" Lin Fengyu dared not hide the truth and replied, "I went to Chuyun Mountain to pay respects to
my elder brother. Sister-in-law, I think my brother in heaven would be very sad to see you like this." Liu Ruoyu
nodded and said, "Sister-in-law will try her best to cheer up. What did your elder brother… say to you before he died?" Lin
Fengyu said, "My brother instructed me to take good care of you and Zi'er, and to safeguard the Nangong family. I, Xiaofeng, will do anything to help."
As for Yun Rui's matter, it was naturally better to keep it a secret.
Liu Ruoyu casually picked a flower from the courtyard, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, for time is still too
late. Three hundred years of marriage were severed by the hand of our own flesh and blood. It is my fault for failing to raise my son properly, which has harmed my elder brother..."
Lin Fengyu quickly comforted her, "Shenzhou has been peaceful for too long, and everyone has let their guard down. In my opinion, the Xihua
Demon Sect is omnipresent, and there must be more to the story of Minglin and Mingli's betrayal. All of this is the work of the Demon Realm, and
has little to do with your upbringing, sister-in-law." Liu Ruoyu gazed at the flower in her hand and asked, "Tell me, can we avenge my elder brother
?" Lin Fengyu thought for a moment, then flipped his hand, took out the Chun Jun Sword, made a sword incantation, and slashed down with overwhelming force,
unstoppable.
Liu Ruoyu exclaimed in surprise, "You...how could you use such a move?" Lin Fengyu replied decisively, "Although my elder brother has
passed away, his battle at Chuyun Mountain shocked the world. He used the Purple Thunder Sword Formation against the ancient demonic formation and even gained the upper hand.
The duel between top masters left the Nangong family with more than just spirit; it also provided invaluable battlefield instruction.
All of this is a precious asset of Blue Sword Manor. My move is far inferior to my elder brother's, but I believe
that one day, the disciples of the manor will use this move, Duan Yue, to avenge my elder brother, and the Nangong family's legacy will never
be broken. The Nangong family still has my younger brother, Zi'er, and Nan Nan. Sister-in-law, don't forget that there
is still a cage of ferocious beasts locked in the Cloud Mist Valley of Miao Territory. We will definitely avenge my elder brother." Hope shone in Liu Ruoyu's beautiful eyes
, but she said, "I'm tired. Feng-di, go back first." Seeing that she was finally willing to speak, Lin Fengyu's mental
state improved considerably. Such a heavy psychological blow couldn't be expected to be fully recovered in a day;
it was fortunate that things were moving in a positive direction! He quickly bowed and then quietly returned to the Listening to the Wind and Watching the Rain Pavilion.
Opening the door, he saw Nangong Zixia sitting in the hall, looking at him with a half-smile.
Lin Fengyu lowered his head, looking like a child who had done something wrong, slowly approaching, stammering and
unable to speak. He had thought the young lady was busy with her duties and would at most scold him a couple of times through the Spirit Compass, but he hadn't expected her to come specifically
to discipline him.
"Sit down!" Nangong Zixia's voice contained a hint of mockery.
Lin Fengyu listlessly sat down facing her. Nangong
Zixia glared at him with her phoenix eyes and said, "Who told you to sit on a stool? On the floor!" Having done something wrong, he dared not disobey, plus...
Lin Fengyu, already of low status at home, dared not disobey and sat on the ground, looking as if awaiting punishment.
Nangong Zixia pointed her jade finger at his forehead and scolded, "I told you to stay put, but you insisted on running away.
What if you run into people from the Demon Realm? What if you get recognized?" Lin Fengyu muttered, "Your husband
isn't that bad, is he? If I really want to run away, who in the world can stop me?" Seeing him talk back, Nangong Zixia unleashed her maternal power and
said, "You're getting cocky again? My father could perish, but you can't? Are you more capable than my father
, or do you really think you're immortal? The Demon Realm went to such great lengths and costs to deal with the Nangong family, who knows if they won't wait for you to show
yourself and make their move? Father is gone, and if something happens to you, what am I supposed to do..." As she spoke, her eyes reddened.
At this moment, only the two of them were in the hall, and Nangong Zixia could no longer suppress her sorrow.
Lin Fengyu panicked and hurriedly hugged his beloved wife, comforting her while pleading, "Husband was wrong... This...
I'll never dare to do it again... I swear..." Knowing that his wife's grief had been suppressed for a long time and needed to be released, he
didn't try to stop her from crying.
Finally, when Nangong Zixia stopped crying, he wiped away her tears. But then Nangong Zixia put on a stern face and said,
"Sit down!" "Okay!" Lin Fengyu plopped down on the ground again.
"A chair!—" the young lady teased, drawing out her words.
Lin Fengyu scratched his head, secretly glancing over; in this situation, it was best to obediently listen.
Rising and sitting in a chair, Nangong Zixia sighed with a mixture of love and tenderness. She gracefully walked to Lin Fengyu
and knelt before him, resting her head on his lap. She said gently, "Zi'er has been so busy lately that I've neglected my husband. Please don't blame me
!" Lin Fengyu was already used to the surprises and joys his beloved wife brought him. He was still filled with tenderness and affection
, stroking her flowing hair with his large hand. "Zi'er works so hard every day. I only regret that I lack the
ability to share your burdens. I'm too heartbroken to blame you." Nangong Zixia said softly, "My husband has devoted himself
to protecting the Nangong family and is one of the world's top cultivators. How can you say I lack ability? How can you say I haven't shared your burdens?
For Zi'er, all I want is for my husband to be well forever." "Alright." Lin Fengyu said, "This is my home, and I am
the man of this home. Naturally, I must protect this place well, do my best to prevent it from being harmed, and also restore the prestige of the Nangong family
. However, I haven't done a good job yet." Nangong Zixia raised her head and gazed into Lin Fengyu's eyes, saying, "You've
done enough. Nothing is accomplished overnight." Lin Fengyu nodded, "That's right. Zi'er, you've been working so hard on the estate every day
; you should take a good rest. Seeing you so tired, I'm very worried." Nangong Zixia smiled sweetly and
nodded, pouting her lips, saying, "Zi'er knows she was wrong. Today, I specially put everything aside
to apologize to my husband." The woman's charm was extremely alluring in her performance. Lin Fengyu looked at her pouting cherry lips and
really wanted to bite them hard.
Nangong Zixia saw the fire rising in her husband's eyes and naturally understood his intentions. She rose and threw herself into Lin Fengyu's arms
, whispering sweetly in his ear, "Husband, you haven't shown me any tenderness in so long." Lin Fengyu had already
lost all restraint. He had initially been concerned about whether his beloved wife needed to observe mourning after Nangong Jianhe's recent passing. It seemed the Nangong family had no
such taboos.
With her delicate body in his arms, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine, Lin Fengyu roughly tore open Nangong Zixia
's clothes. Her flawless, radiant body, smooth as silk, was revealed before him. He panted heavily,
barely suppressing his impatience, and asked, "Husband has done something wrong today, how will you punish me, my beloved wife?" Nangong Zixia, also breathing
rapidly, replied, "I'll punish you by making sure you satisfy all three of my most exquisite parts..."

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