[Follow-up work of Sword and Hatred Fanfiction] (71) The Art of Mechanisms

Author: Ye Tuling
Published on 2015-9-11 on .com
First Published: Yes

Jiang Jing, in a carriage, pulled the coachman and Ao Shuang all the way back to her husband Feng Daotong's "Divine Craft Manor." The manor was built on
a cliff, and the only passage connecting the manor to the cliff was a suspension bridge several meters long. Normally, when the suspension bridge
was lowered, outsiders could not enter the manor.

The manor consisted of more than a dozen strangely constructed metal round houses. The tops of the round houses were equipped with powerful bows, lances, and
breech-loading cannons. Even an army of a thousand men would have a hard time breaking into it, showing that Feng Daotong was well prepared for the impending
chaos .

"Old Song, open the door quickly, I'm back!" Jiang Jing shouted loudly towards the stilt house on the suspension bridge. Old Song, the servant
guarding the suspension bridge, recognized that his wife had returned and immediately lowered the suspension bridge. Jiang Jing hurriedly drove the carriage straight
into the manor.

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"Ah, so she's my sworn sister's older sister, sir. In that case, she's practically my sister too. Besides, she's in such dire straits, please save her for my sake." 　　"Sigh, Xiao Jing, it's not that I don't want to help her, but her husband has caused far too much trouble in the martial world. I've heard that tens of thousands of martial artists and their families have died at his hands. Both the righteous and the wicked hate him to the bone. Even the Emperor has decreed that whoever can kill her husband will inherit the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, receive a fortune, and become the leader of the martial arts alliance. If you want me to save her, I'll be making an enemy of the entire martial world." 　　"Sir, I beg you, please help her for my sake! She's not a bad person. Her husband this way because she was harmed by those treacherous villains, causing him to lose control and become possessed. Wouldn't it be better if we saved her and then had her persuade her husband to stop killing and leave the martial world? Her husband's martial arts are so high; even if the righteous and evil factions joined forces to kill him, the casualties would be too great, making it a losing proposition." 　　"What you say makes some sense. Alright, alright, consider it my good deed to save her. But she needs to stay in the manor for a while and can't leave. I'll send someone to find her husband and bring her back, but he's killing and arson everywhere. It'll be very difficult for my people to find him and convince him." 　　Hearing this, Ao Shuang couldn't help but open her eyes and say, "Second-Second, thank you for saving me. I—I am indeed Liu Ao Shuang—" Before her appeared a man and a woman by the bed. The man was in his forties, tall and thin, with a refined air, while the woman looked to be under eighteen and had a kind face. 　　"Sister Liu, I am your sister's sworn sister, Jiang Jing. My master and I will definitely help you," Jiang Jing hurriedly stepped forward and said. Seeing the beautiful woman's haggard face, and remembering the lewd things she had done to her earlier when the aphrodisiac flared up, Jiang Jing blushed. 　　"Sister Jiang, thank you for saving me out of consideration for my sworn sister. May I ask—may I ask where you saved me ?" After being betrayed by her sworn daughter, even the kind and innocent Ao Shuang had become quite wary. Even though Jiang Jing and Feng Daotong had saved her, she couldn't guarantee that they didn't harbor malicious intentions. After all, she had once possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, but now she was crippled and almost completely drained of her internal energy. Her husband had made enemies all over the world. Even if these two were truly kind-hearted and wanted to save her out of consideration for her sister, they might still hand her over to martial arts figures who wanted to deal with her husband because they afraid of being implicated in his indiscriminate killing. 　　"Sister Liu, a day ago, my carriage collided with your horse on the way home. You later—a little out of control and—my coachman—" Jiang Jing looked embarrassed. It would be too shameful for her to say this in front of her husband. Fortunately, she hadn't mentioned that she and Ao Shuang had engaged in lewd acts of mutual masturbation. 　　"This—alas, I—I'm so ashamed, I—I was poisoned by a villain lost control—your coachman—is he alright?" Ao Shuang felt utterly ashamed. She could still control her Yin-nourishing technique, but when it took effect already in a daze. If she had forced herself on the coachman, she probably would have drained this man with no martial arts skills dry. Wouldn't she have become the most heinous female lecher in the martial arts world? 　　"Don't worry, Wang Si—he's just a little tired. His life isn't in danger. Sister, please rest assured, Master and I will never reveal this matter," Jiang Jing quickly comforted her. The two of them comforted Ao Shuang for a long time before she calmed down. 　　"I will never forget your kindness in saving me this time. I only hope that you two can tell my husband as soon as possible that I am here at this manor so that he can stop killing and come to pick me up. I will also persuade him not to kill any more innocent people so can retire to the mountains and no longer concern ourselves with the affairs of the martial world," Ao Shuang said softly. 　　"Sister, don't worry, we can swear that we will never reveal your whereabouts. But how can we trust my husband to send someone to see Mr. Feng?" Jiang Jing asked. 　　"This—, you can have someone tell him about Xizi Lake and Jian Disheng. He will definitely understand and come to see me with him," Ao Shuang said solemnly. 　　"Alright, then I will send my men to search for your husband in the martial . Since you have lost a leg and are unable to move easily, I have an ancestral skill of making prosthetic hands and feet for the disabled. They are so realistic that they make movement much easier than before. I will make prosthetic feet for Madam Feng right now. As for delivering food and water every day, it can take its place. I have kept Madam Feng's whereabouts a secret from all the family members in the mansion, so the person who delivers your food and water is not a living person." After saying this, Feng Daotong pulled a rope on Aoshuang's bedside.

After a moment, a clattering sound of hard objects hitting the ground was heard. A wooden
mechanical walked into the room, carrying a tray of food and soup. It placed the tray by the bedside
and then stood upright respectfully to one side.

"This—this is a mechanical figure? I've only heard rumors in the martial arts world that some important treasure vaults are
guarded mechanical figures that can fight and use swords. I never thought I would see it with my own eyes today. The master of the manor is truly skilled,"
Ao Shuang said with sincere admiration.

"Sister Liu, my master's skill is a family heirloom. He has further developed and perfected it. In our
manor many tasks such as delivering water and food are handled by these mechanical figures. There are also mechanical figures in the garden that
are responsible for watering, and wooden oxen and flowing horses are used to cultivate the fields, saving a lot of manpower," Jiang Jing said with a smile.

"Hahaha, it's just a trivial skill, Madam Feng, you flatter me. This mechanical man is called Lianhuan. The rope you pulled earlier
is connected to a bell in the mechanism room. When the bell rings, my servants will activate Lianhuan to bring you food and water. Besides bringing food and water
, it has other functions. Madam Feng, you only need to press the mechanism on its back to perform these functions."
Feng Daotong, quite pleased with himself, turned Lianhuan to the side and lifted a piece of his robe to reveal four buttons.

"Madam Feng, please look. After pressing the first button, Lianhuan will help you fight off enemies." After saying this, Feng Daotong pressed the
first button on the mechanical man's back. Lianhuan quickly rushed forward and began punching and kicking. Judging from the moves, it was
a set of Shaolin Luohan Fist. Although it was just a simple and easy-to-learn set of fist techniques, Lianhuan was fighting with great force.
Moreover, its hands were made of refined iron. If it hit someone, even a master of hard skills would probably
suffer .

In the eyes of Ao Shuang, a peerless expert, the series of punches and kicks unleashed by Lianhuan was nothing special; at best
, it was equivalent to a second-rate fighter. However, the fact that a wooden automaton could execute such a set of punches and kicks was truly
incredible . She praised Feng Daotong's exquisite and ingenious mechanical skills.

"This second button can help you massage your back," Feng Daotong pressed the second button on Lianhuan's back.
Lianhuan immediately raised its fist again, but this time the fist lacked the fierce force of before and gently massaged
Feng Daotong's back. It was already extremely difficult for a mechanical automaton to hit someone, but to control its force to massage someone's back was even more
difficult Ao Shuang was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

"Hahaha, and there's this third button, it's—" Just as Feng Daotong was about to press the third button,
Jiang Jing blushed and said, "Master, this—this function is too absurd, no—
no— "

Upon hearing this, Feng Daotong nodded and said, "Madam is right, don't press this one. Pressing this fourth button
will make it return to the mechanism room by itself." After saying that, he pressed the fourth button on the mechanical man, and Lianhuan immediately ran
out of the room.

"Mr. Feng is truly ingenious, I admire him. If these mechanical men were popularized throughout the world, it would truly
benefit the people," Ao Shuang exclaimed.

"Alas, what a pity. This craft of mine was actually passed down from my ancestors, but nowadays all these skills
are regarded as lowly crafts and frivolous skills by those scholars. What's with all the talk about 'all professions are inferior except for studying,' and 'studying
to death , studying, studying'? Is reading so many books really useful? Humph, besides colluding with the government to exploit the people and plunder, where
is the integrity and morality of a scholar? In my early years, I also presented the court with mechanical dolls that could be used in battle,
but I was dismissed as frivolous skills and frivolous skills that were not worthwhile. I have completely lost faith in this court," Feng Daotong said with a face full of
indignation .

"Alright, alright, sir, stop complaining. Those poor scholars who don't recognize your talent
will make them regret it one day. But my sister's skills have been greatly damaged, so we still need to think of a way to help her recover her skills," Jiang Jing
changed the subject.

"Of course,
" Feng Daotong
said generously. "My ancestors passed down a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum), a highly nourishing herb. I've already had it chopped and boiled into a broth. I'll have Lianhuan fetch it later for Madam Feng to drink to help her recover her strength as quickly as possible."

"Then Aoshuang thanks the Master and Sister for their great kindness. My husband and I will definitely repay your kindness in the future," Aoshuang said,
moved .

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the Feng couple left. Three incense sticks later, Lianhuan entered the house with his distinctive footsteps. On a tray
in his hand was a bowl full of medicinal aroma. Aoshuang, who also knew a bit about pharmacology, recognized the aroma of the medicine as
that of a top-quality medicinal dish. She took the bowl without hesitation and slowly drank the medicine.

In truth, Ao Shuang only trusted the Feng couple halfway. Having been repeatedly deceived and even betrayed by her adopted daughter who had
cut off her leg, she could no longer easily trust these two complete strangers. Although she told
Feng Daotong the two coded phrases to gain her husband's trust, these phrases were also meant to warn Feng Wutian to be careful.
She drank the medicinal soup without hesitation because she felt that with her internal energy almost completely depleted and her body crippled, they
could have easily imprisoned her; why go through the trouble of using medicine? Besides, the aroma of the medicine was indeed that of a top-grade medicinal dish,
and they had no reason to waste such precious medicine on her.

As the scalding hot medicine entered her throat, Ao Shuang felt a powerful heat rise from her dantian and
spread to the surrounding meridians. She was both surprised and delighted. It seemed that Feng Daotong had not lied; the medicine had
the smell of Polygonum multiflorum, indicating it was probably a thousand years old. Coupled with other precious medicines that gathered qi and concentrated spirit,
the last bit of internal energy in her dantian began to grow stronger.

Ao Shuang was originally a top-tier martial arts expert. If it weren't for the aphrodisiac poison inflicted by her adopted daughter and the forced sexual exploitation by numerous
out- which severely damaged her vital energy and caused her to lose her primordial essence, she would have been left with no power. During this time, she had used
the method of sexual exploitation to absorb a small amount of the power of the strong men who had raped her,
allowing her to regain a sliver of internal energy and escape. However, she was unwilling to continue using this method to recover her internal energy. Now, regardless of
the intentions whether they wanted to use her against her husband—with this highly effective tonic available, she naturally wanted to use it to recover her
power as quickly as possible.

The medicinal broth made from the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum) and various other herbs was indeed incredibly effective.
After circulating her internal energy through the broth for three major cycles, Ao Shuang felt her internal strength had recovered by nearly half. She was confident that if she drank a few more bowls of similar
broth and combined it with internal energy regulation, she could fully recover her power within three months. Only with absolute
strength could she leave the manor to find her husband. It was just strange that the unpressed button on the mechanical puppet's back...
What is its purpose? Why is Feng Daotong unwilling to explain? Oh well, I'll just try it myself when I have time and
figure out its use. Thinking this, Ao Shuang hurriedly circulated her internal energy to recover her strength.

Meanwhile, Jiang Jing and Feng Daotong walked along the path of the manor. She said with some guilt, "Master, you've done Sister
Ao Shuang She will be very grateful to you. It's just that I
feel bad that you took this risk for me." Actually, she had some doubts before that her husband was unwilling to help Ao Shuang.

"Madam, what are you saying? Husband and wife are one. What's this little thing? Besides, by saving
her, Feng Wutian owes me a huge favor. He might need to repay this favor in the future. I
'm not at a loss," Feng Daotong stroked his beard and smiled.

"In any case, Master has done a great thing this time. I—I will definitely repay you properly,"
Jiang Jing said shyly.

"How will you repay me?" Feng Daotong reached out and caressed his wife's round, pert buttocks,
his eyes filled with lust.

"Oh, my lord, you're so naughty! Tonight—tonight I'll definitely repay you properly," Jiang Jing said softly, her face
flushed .

"No rush, no rush. You rest and prepare yourself. Tonight, you and I, husband and wife, will definitely have a three-hundred-round battle," Feng Daotong
leered, patting Jiang Jing's ample buttocks. She covered her face shyly and ran away.

After his wife left, Feng Daotong's eyes darkened. He never expected that this stunningly beautiful
woman was the wife of that devil surnamed Feng. In terms of looks, she was ten times more beautiful than Jiang Jing. If he were to take her as a concubine—

He chuckled and shook his head. He wasn't one to be obsessed with women. While beauties were rare,
they paled in comparison to what he had pursued his entire life. Saving her was actually to complete his masterpiece
. If he could solve its power problem, it would truly become an invincible weapon.

Thinking this, Feng Daotong strolled to a well in the backyard of the manor. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, he
leaped into the well. While still in mid-air, he braced himself against the well wall, retrieved a key, inserted it into a small hole in the wall, and turned it.
The water was quickly pumped away, and when he landed at the bottom, he was standing on damp well bricks. Hidden here
was his greatest secret and achievement, for which he had devoted half his life. Its emergence would surely
shock the entire martial arts world!

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Yun Ao listened to Fang Zilong's demon-slaying plan with a frown. This was completely contrary to his chivalrous values.
However, on the other hand, he also understood that chivalry was meaningless to the Sword Demon. In his eyes, all living beings were
no different from ants. He could kill as many as he wanted and exterminate as many as he wanted. He would not hesitate to slaughter women and children who had no
ability . The Sword Demon of today had long lost the pride of a martial artist
and only had an endless desire to kill. Any preaching was meaningless to him.

After speaking, Fang Zilong saw that Yun Ao's eyes were closed and he looked very painful, knowing that he was having difficulty accepting his plan.
He could only say, "Brother Qi, I know you think what I'm doing is despicable. If it were the old me, I would never have
done this. But now I feel no remorse at all, because every day that madman Sword Demon lives, more innocent
people will be killed. He killed entire families of people in the martial arts world before, and now he's starting to target entire families of government officials in various places.
Next he'll start slaughtering innocent civilians. He's no longer the Sword God
. Even Wei Zhongxian of the past wouldn't have been so insane and indiscriminate in killing—"

"Alright, Brother Fang, you don't need to say anymore. Let's do it as you said. However—, if we
want to get rid of that demon, we must sacrifice a woman's life. You said you'd find a female death row inmate to do this. You must make sure
you don't choose the wrong person," Yun Ao said solemnly.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who would indiscriminately kill innocent people. I will have someone find someone from among the female death row inmates awaiting execution.
I will never implicate innocent people," Fang Zilong assured him.

"Then let's do as you say. I just hope this plan succeeds. If it fails—
the consequences would be terrible. I don't know what methods the Sword Demon will use to retaliate. So this time, we can only succeed, not fail,
" Yun Ao said resolutely.

"I will definitely not disappoint you. I'll go back and work with Furong to make the arrangements," Fang Zilong said, turning and leaving.

Watching Fang Zilong's departing figure, Yun Ao closed his eyes and couldn't help but sigh. Brother Fang was finally able to marry and live with the person
he loved, but he—,
the image of Xiao Dan, which had faded in his mind, surged again—, I'm actually going to use such despicable means to deal with Feng Wutian. I'm
no longer the hero in her eyes. I—, no—.

Yun Ao suddenly raised his head, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. The image of Xiao Dan in his mind quickly disappeared. My wife
is Xin Yi, it's Xin Yi. I can't think about another woman anymore. The person I love can only be Xin Yi. I can't betray her.
She is my wife! This belief grew stronger and stronger in his heart. Without hesitation, he strode
out the hall.

Unbeknownst to Yun Ao, behind the screen behind him, Xin Yi stood biting her lip, her expression extremely unpleasant.
Yu Ling's half-ethereal figure stood behind her, mocking, "How laughable! Didn't you say you wouldn't use divine magic to
control his heart anymore? But look, after using it last time, the effect weakened after a while, and he
started thinking about Xiao Dan again. You can only continue using divine magic to stop him from thinking about her and make him think of you instead."

"No, this is the last time! Brother Qi will definitely not—this is the last time—"
Xin Yi muttered to herself in fear.

"Come on, how long are you going to deceive yourself? With your current mastery of divine magic, you can only reach the second level
. This can only control his mind for a short time. But to completely erase his love for Chen Xiao Dan and make him love only you, you
need to reach the fifth level. So you can only continue to cultivate my divine magic. When you reach the fifth level,
then he will truly only love you," Yu Ling's seductive voice rang in Xin Yi's ears.

"Fifth level, fifth level—if I master the fifth level, will I be able to forever hold onto my husband's heart?"
Xin Yi's eyes glazed over. She knew that practicing this god-like manipulation technique was a grave mistake, especially since
repeatedly using it to control her husband's mind was a desecration of love. Yet, she simply couldn't accept her husband's heart...
He was always thinking of another woman. If he could make her forget her forever, she could win his heart forever.
Yes! That wasn't wrong, but—.

Seeing the hesitation still in Xin Yi's eyes, she immediately continued, "Your husband is facing
a near-death experience dealing with that Phoenix Demon. You can only help him eliminate that demon by enhancing the power of your divine arts. You don't want him to die at that demon's
hands, do you? Helping him kill this demon will make him famous throughout the world, ridding the world of a scourge. Isn't that what you want?" " That

's right. I'm doing this for him and for the people of the world. I'm not wrong—" Xin Yi's eyes
no longer held any hesitation, completely unaware of the strange smile on Yu Ling's face behind her.

Silly girl, don't blame me. All of this was actually your own choice.

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"Fairy, let me drink your milk again. I am willing to serve you as your slave for the rest of my life." Zhao Bin's pants were bulging
, his eyes gleaming with lewd light, and drool dripping from the corner of his mouth as he walked towards Ao Xue. He had only drunk a sip of her
milk just now, and he felt that his power had greatly increased. If he drank a few more sips, wouldn't he be able to break through his power limit and become a first-class master?
Most of the others were in the same state. Some who cared about their image bent over to cover up the ugly sight between their legs, while the shameless ones
directly reached out and rubbed their crotches to masturbate.

"Sigh, you're too eager! You've already drunk it all; if you want to drink anything, you can only drink the water from my
mouth ," Ao Xue said with a seductive smile, pinching her clam between her legs with two fingers and squeezing hard. Instantly,
a blush spread across her fair face, and the slightly red clam turned bright red, with clear clam juice oozing
from its opening.

"Damn it, Liu Ao Xue, you shameless bitch! You actually used such lewd techniques to bewitch us! I, Liu
Sihou, won't fall for your tricks! If you have the guts, kill me! Don't even think about using evil magic to bewitch us! Zhao Bin, you shameless
scumbag , get the hell out of here! From now on, you're gone from the martial world!" Liu Sihou jumped up and cursed incessantly,
but his crotch didn't get hard. Everyone who saw this felt ashamed and lowered their heads.

"What is this hero's name? It's quite rare to see someone who isn't even a little bit moved by me," Ao Xue
said, looking at Liu Sihou with some surprise.

"Hmph, I am Liu Sihou of the Five Phoenix Blade Sect! Your brother-in-law wiped out my entire sect,
and my hatred for him runs deep. You are her aunt, and your relationship with him is even more filthy and immoral. The Phoenix Demon indiscriminately kills innocent people
and harms living beings, while you are lewd, shameless, and promiscuous. Even if you two dogs are highly skilled in martial arts and can kill everyone in the world
, you will never make me, Liu Sihou, submit to you. Your seductive arts are useless against me, hahahaha!" Liu Sihou laughed loudly,
knowing that he was no match for Ao Xue in terms of martial arts, but he still wanted to curse her before he died, so as to leave a good name in
the martial arts world .

For a moment, the martial arts heroes in the tavern were filled with admiration for Liu Sihou. His martial arts skills were mediocre, but
he was fearless in the face of women and death, daring to openly berate Liu Aoxue, one of the world's top masters. They truly
wouldn't have dared to do that. Even Zhao Bin, who had argued with him earlier, felt ashamed and lost his appetite for drinking Aoxue's milk
.

"Good, truly a hero. But I have some doubts about how you can not get hard after seeing my body. Are
you truly a hero without lust, or is it that you simply can't get hard?" Aoxue sneered, her beautiful eyes narrowing.

"You—, you bitch, talk nonsense! If you want to kill me, kill me! Don't humiliate me like this!" Liu Sihou's face changed
, as if he had been struck on a sore spot.

"It seems this hero Liu has some troubles. Then let me see if your little brother really
can't get hard." Aoxue finished speaking and waved her hand, a powerful suction instantly pulling Liu Sihou towards her
.

Liu Sihou tried to assume a horse stance, but an invisible, immense force pulled his robust 170-pound
body towards the lewd woman. Shocked and enraged, he drew his broadsword, not to slash at Ao Xue, but
to his own neck, cursing, "You filthy bitch, Grandpa Liu would rather die than suffer your humiliation!"

Just as the sword was about to slice through his neck, Liu Sihou closed his eyes, thinking: This sword has killed many
enemies in my hands; I never thought it would be used for suicide. But unexpectedly, the blade suddenly vibrated, and the sword grazed his neck without causing him any pain. He felt the sword's weight lessen considerably. Opening his eyes, he was stunned. Only the hilt remained of the sword; the blade had broken off and flown to a pillar. 　　"You can't die without my permission. Take off your pants and let me have a good look." Ao Xue grinned sinisterly to grab Liu Sihou's crotch and ripping it off. His outer pants and underpants were torn in large chunks, revealing dark pubic hair and a three-inch penis. 　　"Ah—" Xiao Feng screamed, covering her face, too afraid to look. The surrounding heroes stood frozen , at a loss. Some wanted to help Liu Sihou, but feeling the vast difference in strength, they ultimately dared not step forward. 　　"Stop, you filthy bitch, you—" Liu Sihou had barely begun to curse when he felt his whole body stiffen. Ao Xue had sealed all his major acupoints, including his speech-deafening points, and one of her jade-like hands was already gently pinching his penis. 　　"You're not short, so why is your penis so short? Looks like there's something wrong with it. Let me take a good look." Ao Xue channeled her inner energy into Liu Sihou's penis. Under normal circumstances, it should have become as hard as iron, but Liu Sihou's penis remained short and small. Everyone immediately understood that there was something wrong with his penis. The truth about not being tempted by beauty was exposed, and the surrounding martial arts heroes immediately looked at him with contempt and disdain. 　　"Damn, I thought this guy was some kind of hero, but he's a eunuch. Hehehe, with a character no wonder he wanted to play the hero and die. Fairy, if you're afraid of getting your hands dirty, let me, Old Zhao, take his dog's life for you." Zhao Bin became lively again. He had been insulted and humiliated in public by Liu Sihou, and now that he knew Liu Sihou was a eunuch pretending to be a hero, he was filled with resentment and only hoped to kill him with his own hands to vent his anger. 　　"No way! Since this Master Liu is suffering from impotence, I'll help him cure it and then we'll have our way with each other, " Ao Xue said, turning Liu Sihou upside down. She opened her cherry-like mouth and took his small penis into her mouth, licking his foul-smelling, shrunken glans with her fragrant tongue. One of her jade-like hands kneaded his two small testicles.

Her jade clam was pressed directly against Liu Sihou's face. The ticklish sensation of his black beard pricking her pink flesh
excited her even more, and a stream of clam juice shot directly onto Liu Sihou's face and into his mouth.

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On a mountain of corpses, Feng Wutian stared grimly at a letter in his hand. The letter claimed that Qi
Yun'ao and his men had found his wife, Liu Aoshuang, and intended to return her to him, only asking that he stop indiscriminately killing innocent people. Standing
before him was a strong young man in his twenties. Although he was a fearless assassin,
the man's deathly aura still made him feel suffocated.

"Is my wife really in your hands now?" Feng Wutian's tone was quite calm, but
the killing intent in his eyes made the young man unable to look him in the eye.

"Yes, Master Feng, we have found your wife. Young Master Qi plans to
hand her over to you in the Nameless Valley in three days. We only ask that you refrain from—" Before the young man could finish speaking, he felt a chill on his neck, and his head
was severed from his skin. Negotiating with demons was utterly ridiculous.

If they truly return my beloved wife as promised, I will spare them. But if they dare to set a trap for me,
I will slaughter everyone in the world!

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The Ice and Snow Goddess, treading on an ice bridge, marched swiftly towards the Central Plains. Suddenly, her eyes blazed with blue light as she shouted,
"Where is the demon?"

Thousands of miles away, before the Ice and Snow Fortress where tens of thousands of believers worshipped, her ten-foot-tall ice and snow statue also emitted blue light,
instantly relieving the believers of their ailments and discomforts. Their blood boiled, and they prostrated themselves in worship, some
even bleeding from their heads.

The Ice and Snow Goddess also felt the power of the believers' faith rapidly filling her body, allowing her to sense that
her target was also moving at high speed thousands of miles away.

Phoenix Dance Heaven! You demon, you will surely die by my hand!

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