Chapter 75: with translation of chapter title

line: "Although Ouyang Feng says he has recalled many things, he has not yet fully regained his normal state; only two things matter most in his mind: knowing who he is, and finding his son." No Chinese.

Translation: "Although Ouyang Feng said he had recalled many things, after all he had not fully returned to normal; in his mind only two things mattered most: who he was, and finding his son."

Check: need to keep numbers? none. Keep meaning.

"He truly cannot remember who he is, yet he recalls his son—his biological son Ouyang Ke is dead, and he now has an adopted son, Yang Guo." Contains "Ouyang Ke" and "Yang Guo" which are names, okay.

Translation: "He could not really remember who he was, but he did remember his son: his biological son Ouyang Ke was dead, and he now had another son, Yang Guo."

"However, Ouyang Feng has been separated from Yang Guo for over three years, not knowing what he looks like now; he only remembers Yang Guo as he was in Jiaxing, which is also how Yang Guo appeared after being struck by the Ice Soul Silver Needles." Contains "Ice Soul Silver Needles" which is translation of a term, fine.

Translation: "However, Ouyang Feng had been separated from Yang Guo for more than three years, not knowing what he looked like now; in his mind he only retained the image of Yang Guo as he was in Jiaxing back then—that is, the image of Yang Guo after being struck by the Ice Soul Silver Needle."

"Moreover, Ouyang Feng himself had once suffered a setback in the ancient tomb, facing traps and Ice Soul Silver Needles. Remembering this, his old and new grudges against Li Mochou flared up, prompting him to unleash his lifetime's supreme skill, the Toad Technique, aiming to shake that wicked girl to death. This thrust gathers his lifelong energy; even his peers Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi could not withstand it head‑on, and Li Mochou's modest abilities leave her only to resign herself to fate." Contains "Li Mochou", "Hong Qigong", "Huang Yaoshi", "Toad Technique". All okay.

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"But suddenly a wind rose at his side, accompanied by a dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry, along with a blinding flash of bloody light and electricity sweeping across the sky; Ouyang Feng's palm wind, which had seemed to solidify, was split cleanly in two." No Chinese.

Translation: "But suddenly a wind rose at his side, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry, along with a dazzling bloody flash of lightning that swept across the sky, and Ouyang Feng's palm wind, which had seemed to condense into substance, was directly split apart from within."

"Feng Yi knew Li Mochou was cunning and vicious; if he wanted to obtain her Five Poisons secret transmission, force would not make her speak—he would have to attack her mind, just as Huang Rong did when dealing with her." Contains "Five Poisons secret transmission", "Huang Rong". Good.

Translation: "Feng Yi knew Li Mochou was crafty and vicious; if he wanted to obtain her Five Poisons secret transmission, force would not make her speak—he had to attack her heart, just as Huang Rong dealt with her."

"At this critical juncture, he naturally could not let her die, yet he dared not block the palm strike head‑on, lest the aftershock kill Li Mochou; so he drew his hidden Blood Sword, leapt up, and slashed horizontally at the palm wind." Contains "Blood Sword". Good.

Translation: "At this critical juncture, he naturally could not let her die, but he also dared not take that palm head-on, lest the aftershock kill Li Mochou; so he drew his blood‑stained sword from the bottom of his chest, leapt up, and slashed horizontally at the palm wind."

"Although the Toad Technique is formidable, the Blood Sword cuts metal and jade, and Feng Yi's inner strength is profound; naturally one strike succeeded, yet even so, the side wind of the Toad Technique shook Li Mochou, making her head swim and her blood churn." Good.

Translation: "Although the Toad Technique is formidable, the Blood Sword cuts metal and jade, and Feng Yi's inner strength is even deeper; naturally one strike succeeded, yet even so the side wind of the Toad Technique shook Li Mochou until her head swam and her blood surged."

"Fortunately, Feng Yi waved his right hand, chopping the palm wind with his blade, while his left hand grabbed Li Mochou, using that blocking force to dart aside—though he had not yet steadied his footing." Good.

Translation: "Fortunately, Feng Yi waved his right hand to chop the palm wind with his sword, while his left hand grabbed Li Mochou, using that blocking force to dart aside—but he had not yet steadied his footing."

"Ouyang Feng's body suddenly turned, his eyebrows rose, vicious light shot from his eyes, he let out continuous grunts, and with a push of both palms his power surged forth again." Good.

Translation: "Ouyang Feng's body suddenly turned, his eyebrows lifted, fierce light burst from his eyes, he emitted continuous grunts, and with a push of both palms his palm power surged forth again."

"Feng Yi felt the palm wind condense into substance, mighty and unmatched, its force greater than before, astonishing him beyond measure—this Toad Technique was actually so powerful!" Good.

same as 【36】 line: "Feng Yi felt the palm wind condense into substance, mighty and unmatched, its force greater than before, astonishing him beyond measure—this Toad Technique was actually so powerful!" Good.

"The principle behind Ouyang Feng's Toad Technique is similar: he trains regularly, builds up his strength over time, and releases it all at once when facing an opponent—unstoppable, not a sudden surge. Consequently, even someone with much greater inner strength cannot overcome him in a head‑on force contest." Good.

same as 【39】 line: "The principle behind Ouyang Feng's Toad Technique is similar: he trains regularly, builds up his strength over time, and releases it all at once when facing an opponent—unstoppable, not a sudden surge. Consequently, even someone with much greater inner strength cannot overcome him in a head‑on force contest." Good.

But we need to translate line 12 exactly. Let's do: "The principle of Ouyang Feng's Toad Technique is similar: in daily practice he stores power for a long time, then releases it all at once when facing an enemy, unstoppable; it is not a sudden burst of effort, so even someone whose inner strength far exceeds his cannot match him in a head‑on clash of force."

"At that moment, Ouyang Feng's entire body was brimming with restrained energy, ready to explode; the instant the enemy attacked, a ferocious counterforce erupted. Although Feng Yi's blade had sliced through a wave of palm power, its momentum did not diminish—only the sound of rushing wind was heard, as an overwhelming, mountain‑toppling aura surged forward, slamming straight into Feng Yi and Li Mochou." Good.

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At this moment Ouyang Feng's whole body was filled with restrained power, storing momentum; as soon as the enemy launched an attack, a matchless fierce force would rebound instantly. Although Feng Yi's saber chopped off a wave of palm force, its momentum did not wane; only the sound of gusting wind could be heard, indeed carrying a shocking momentum like overturning seas and moving mountains, directly crashing into Feng Yi and Li Mochou.

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Feng Yi with one hand threw Li Mochou behind him, with the other hand tightly gripping the saber handle, internal force continuously poured into the Blood Saber; the blade emitted a bright red chill, like flowing water undulating, trembling and humming without end.

Although Li Mochou moved as if riding clouds and mist, her feet landed very lightly; she had escaped death, staggered to a stand, her mind blank, he had saved her once again.

She was still thinking, 'Is it too much to let him and that madman both lose?' Yet she heard Feng Yi burst into loud laughter; looking up, she saw a red shadow swirling around him, as if a startling rainbow lightning surged forth.

The Blood Saber technique was extraordinarily strange, each move chopping and hacking in seemingly impossible directions; Feng Yi also possessed the Divine Illumination Technique, while Ouyang Feng was bare-handed, originally suited for close combat with him.

However, Feng Yi had lost a leg, which greatly hindered his maneuvering; once in close combat, a momentary lapse could mean death or injury, so he used the Blood Saber to leftward chop and rightward press, neutralizing the opponent's force, waiting for the foe to exhaust his strength before seeking a chance to win.

Ouyang Feng shouted 'kee-kee' loudly, his palms waving continuously; the Toad Technique's palm power was endless, broken then renewed, its force seeming boundless, wave after wave.

The two no longer held back any probing; palms came like thunder shaking the earth, the saber went like a rainbow piercing the sky; the clashing of their internal forces rang incessantly in the ears, a whirlwind rose from the flat ground, kicking up dust, resembling two dragons fighting over a pearl, the gusting wind grew stronger and spread outward in all directions.

Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo had never seen such a scene; they wanted to focus and watch, but they were several zhang away, their hair flying wildly, eyes barely able to stay open, even their bodies seemed about to be blown away by this tremendous airflow.

Around the big trees, houses, and pavilions, a series of creaking strange sounds rang out; roof tiles and leaves fell like rain.

A youthful master and an old veteran freak each displayed their lifetime supreme skills, emitting a divine might like thunder and lightning, instantly causing Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo's minds to lose all consciousness in a flash.

Li Mochou had always thought her master's Jade Maiden Heart Classic martial arts were unsurpassably powerful, which is why she could never forget it; only now did she understand why her master suffered utter defeat against Ouyang Feng. This person's displayed strength right now is simply astonishing! Even if she practiced exactly as her master did, what could she do?

Even if the ancestral grandmother were to come back to life, she might not be able to defeat Ouyang Feng.

Thinking this, Li Mochou let out a long sigh and said, 'I have not lived in vain this lifetime; after a lifetime of martial arts, I have finally opened my eyes once!'

Hong Lingbo also came to her senses and asked, 'Master, what exactly is this martial art? Can he win?'

Li Mochou furrowed her brows, thinking, 'How would I know what martial art this is?' She whispered, 'Feng Yi's internal force and martial arts are excellent, but he has lost a leg, and last night...'

She knew Feng Yi had treated her injuries last night, expending a great deal of true qi; Ouyang Feng's martial arts seemed to have improved greatly compared to when he previously fought her master, his fist wind and palm force being so strong that in this contest of strength, Feng Yi had little chance of victory.

She thought of shooting out the Ice Soul Silver Needles to help, but felt it would be useless; the vortex of force surrounding the two combatants was something she could not penetrate.

Moreover, even if she could shoot them, she dared not, for fear that this hidden weapon might strike anyone at random.

If it were before, she could have acted without scruple, but now that Feng Yi had saved her several times, she truly did not wish to harm his life.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Yi and Ouyang Feng exchanged over a hundred moves from a distance; the eighty-year-old Ouyang Feng's stamina showed no decline, his palms tightening, gusts of wind rising, enveloping Feng Yi's entire body in palm wind.

Feng Yi secretly marveled; the longer they fought, the more he felt bound hand and foot, several times his lower body floated unsteadily due to the opponent's palm force drawing him, and he thought to himself, 'This old man's internal force is so profound; I wanted to wait for his exhaustion to seize an opportunity to win, but looking now, before this old fellow's strength wanes, I either avoid being shaken by his vast internal force or will have my stance destabilized by his dragging; when he then closes in to fight, I fear my life will be hard to preserve.'

Feng Yi made up his mind: 'Damn it, I've lost a leg but gained a saber; let's see how formidable you are!'

His right hand moved with unmatched speed; in the blink of an eye he launched seven consecutive saber strikes.

Those seven strikes were like a rushing waterfall, executed in one breath, instantly blocking Ouyang Feng's fierce offense, leaving no chance for a counterattack; Feng Yi paused his left leg, then surged forward like lightning, and the Blood Saber let out a shout as it came down in a mighty chop.

All that could be seen was a blood-colored shadow three feet square, completely enveloping Ouyang Feng beneath the saber's wind.

Ouyang Feng's beard and hair stood on end, his tiger eyes widened, divine light flashing like electricity; through the layers of saber shadows he caught a glimpse of the true blade's edge, and in a breath his foot slipped, like a phantom, actually escaping from the continuous saber momentum.

This was the White Camel Mountain's top-tier lightness skill 'Instant Thousand Li'; in a flash Ouyang Feng had closed to Feng Yi's right side and threw a punch; where the fist wind reached, the Blood Saber hummed, the heavenly illusions vanished, condensing into a single Blood Saber, and another punch 'hu' slammed fiercely into Feng Yi's side at the Gate of the Capital point.

This move was executed with seasoned skill, sinister and vicious to the extreme; the Gate of the Capital is a major kidney meridian point, also located in the soft region beneath the ribs, and a heavy strike there would surely be fatal.

Feng Yi lightly waved the Blood Saber, hooking it diagonally onto the opponent's wrist, and struck his chest with his left elbow.

Feng Yi, possessing both the Divine Illumination Technique and the Blood Saber Classic—the two great orthodox and heterodox divine arts—had long since integrated them; not only could he use the Divine Illumination Technique to perform the Blood Saber Technique, but he could also employ the internal force of the Blood Saber Classic to execute the Linked Cities Sword Technique; this move appeared to be a chop, but was actually a rotation, its force seeming yang and hard, yet in truth yin and soft,

Ouyang Feng felt that this hook was light, agile, loose, and tranquil, quite different from his previous moves; the force and technique were extremely exquisite, he turned his right hand accordingly, like a venomous snake striking back, swift as lightning, instantly pressing against the blade's edge straight at Feng Yi's throat.

Ouyang Feng possessed a 'Spirit Snake Fist' technique that made his joints slide like linked beads and turn with ease; he had originally intended to use it to seize victory unexpectedly at the Second Mount Hua Sword Debate, which shows how formidable it is.

This change was so wondrous it startled Feng Yi; before he could speak, it was already fast—while the punch came at his throat, he simultaneously felt a gust of force shooting straight toward his abdomen from below.

He hurriedly pulled back the saber to guard his throat, and his left hand swiftly moved to meet Ouyang Feng's lower fist.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Feng retracted both fists, yet his body had already turned to Feng Yi's side and he thrust out a palm; this move was unsurpassably swift, in the flash of lightning and spark, Feng Yi's one-legged body could not turn nimbly, but he was no novice, and at once he threw out a meeting punch.

But unexpectedly, when fist and palm met, Ouyang Feng's left hand swift as a passing breeze, waving and guiding, like plucking five strings, his fingers lightly brushed Feng Yi's right elbow at the Crooked Pool point.

This brushing force actually penetrated straight to the soles of his feet, leaving Feng Yi numb all over, his strength dissipated, the Blood Saber spinning and flying out; hearing a 'Peng!', a large tree in the courtyard that two people could embrace snapped right in the middle.

At this moment his left hand was still pressing against Ouyang Feng's fist and palm; Feng Yi's soul fled to the heavens, he knew he had no defense at this point, and a strong push from Ouyang Feng would surely kill him.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Feng smiled and said, 'Your martial arts have some interest.' His internal force suddenly retracted, his body flickered, he snatched up the Blood Saber that had chopped the tree, casually waved it, and with a 'Zheng!' the Blood Saber plunged into the ground before Feng Yi.

Feng Yi stood motionless, his face alternating between red and white, he dared not put weight on his right leg, his body swayed unsteadily, unable to keep his footing.

That brush seemed slow but was actually swift; Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo watched, dazzled and entranced, as Feng Yi's Blood Saber left his hand, and they understood that the outcome of this battle determined their own lives as well.

The two lunged forward at the same time, reaching out to support Feng Yi, but unexpectedly a surge of force came through, shaking both of them violently; Hong Lingbo exclaimed in alarm, 'Master, what, what is happening?'

Li Mochou's pretty face turned pale, she gave a bitter smile: 'He and Ouyang Feng exchanged a palm strike; the residual force has not dissipated.'

She herself was also a martial arts connoisseur; if she were uninjured, this degree of shock would naturally be nothing to her, but now she was just like Hong Lingbo, and inexplicably felt a surge of indignation.

But see, beneath Feng Yi's skin a wisp of red qi appeared and vanished, the corner of his mouth twitched up and down, an indescribable strangeness.

"No one had ever seen Feng Yi display the demeanor of practicing the Blood Sword Scripture; startled, Hong Lingbo directly asked, "What's wrong with you?"" Contains "Blood Sword Scripture". Good.

Translation: Nobody had ever seen Feng Yi display the Blood Saber Classic's demeanor; startled, Hong Lingbo directly asked, "What's wrong with you?"

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"Feng Yi's mind went completely blank." Good.

Translation: Feng Yi's mind went completely blank.

"He knew he had just walked through the gates of hell; if Ouyang Feng had released his power at that instant, even if he didn't die he would be injured, and once injured, Ouyang Feng would strike with lethal force, ending things today." Good.

Translation: He knew he had just walked through the gates of hell; if Ouyang Feng had exerted force just then, even if he didn't die he would be injured, and once injured, Ouyang Feng would strike a deadly blow, ending things today.

"This is just like when Huang Yaoshi was ambushed, feeling "my life is over!"—it isn't that a single strike would kill you outright, but rather one strike wounds you, and if the attacker keeps pressing, they will surely kill you." Contains "Huang Yaoshi". Good.

Translation: This was just like when Huang Yaoshi was ambushed, feeling "my life is over!" — it wasn't that one palm would kill you outright, but one palm would injure you, and the attacker would keep striking, surely killing you.

"Of course, Feng Yi never expected that, despite his inner strength having reached the pinnacle of his Divine Illumination Skill, a single flick from his opponent would drain all his strength." Contains "Divine Illumination Skill". Good.

Translation: Of course, Feng Yi never expected that with his Divine Illumination Skill perfected internal energy, a single flick would drain all his strength.

At this moment he wondered whether he had failed to dodge that strike due to his physical condition, or whether he had harbored a contemptuous attitude, not even taking this old madman seriously.

Translation: At this moment he wondered whether he failed to dodge because of his physical condition, or because he held the old madman in contempt and didn't take him seriously at all.

Feng Yi had no answer.

Translation: Feng Yi had no answer.

Regarding why Ouyang Feng did not follow up with additional force just now, he also had no answer.

Translation: As for why Ouyang Feng didn't press his advantage just now, he also had no answer.

Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo watched as Ouyang Feng threw his sword to Feng Yi's feet; Feng Yi neither retreated nor picked up the sword, and Ouyang Feng showed no sign of attacking again.

Translation: Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo watched as Ouyang Feng threw the knife before Feng Yi, who neither retreated nor picked it up, and Ouyang Feng showed no sign of striking again.

The two merely stared at each other, neither speaking, both feeling great astonishment.

Translation: The two merely locked eyes, neither speaking, and were greatly astonished.

Yet deep within Li Mochou's tender heart, a soft spot seemed to be touched, and she found herself absent‑minded.

Translation: Yet Li Mochou's innermost soft spot seemed to be touched, and she unconsciously drifted into a daze.

Because her martial arts far surpassed Hong Lingbo's, she realized that Feng Yi had just been forced into helplessness by Ouyang Feng's extraordinary and swift technique, which meant that he had, in effect, died in her place.

Translation: Because she was far more skilled than Hong Lingbo, she realized that Feng Yi had been forced into helplessness by Ouyang Feng's marvelous, swift technique, meaning he had died in her place.

After about the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, Feng Yi let out a long sigh, clasped his hands, and said: "Your martial arts are superb; I am no match for you. No wonder you are the world's number one master who defeated the Eastern Heretic and Northern Beggar on Mount Hua. If we meet again by fate, I, the junior, will gladly seek your instruction once more."

Translation: After about the time to finish a cup of tea, Feng Yi let out a long breath, clasped his hands, and said, "Your martial prowess is superb; I am no match for you. Indeed, as the world's number one expert who defeated the Eastern Heretic and Northern Beggar on Mount Hua, should we meet again by fate, I will gladly seek your instruction."

"Good lad!" Ouyang Feng, who loves hearing praise like "number one in the world," placed his hands on his hips, laughed loudly, and said: "Though it's not easy for someone so young to possess such deep inner strength, you can even release and restrain it at will, reaching the sublime state of perfected mastery—more talented than Guo Jing at your age, and your martial arts are superb; at your age I was nowhere near as good as you."

Translation: "Good lad!" Ouyang Feng loved hearing "world's number one"; he put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly, saying, "At your young age, having deep internal strength is no easy feat, yet you can release and restrain it at will, reaching the marvelous state of polished purity—more talented than Guo Jing, your martial arts are exceptional; at your age I was nowhere near you."

Ouyang Feng, who looks down on the world, has only ever praised two young men: Guo Jing in the past, and now Feng Yi.

Translation: Ouyang Feng, who looked down on the world, had only praised two youngsters: Guo Jing in the past and Feng Yi now.

Although he had just won a single move against Feng Yi, he felt that, being older and possessing decades more internal energy, and having just used the world‑shaking Toad Technique and the Nine Yin Scripture in succession, his victory was not particularly glorious.

Translation: Although he had just won a move against Feng Yi, he felt that being older and possessing decades more internal strength, and having just used the world's extraordinary Toad Skill and Nine Yin True Classic in succession, it was nothing to boast about.

Ouyang Feng's earlier flick, which seemed light and casual, was actually the superior Nine Yin Scripture technique "Flicking the Five Strings"; with his deep inner strength, anyone struck in the elbow at the Quchi point would inevitably feel numbness instantly.

Translation: Ouyang Feng's flick just now seemed casual, but it was actually the superior technique "Hand Waving Five Strings" from the Nine Yin True Classic; with his deep internal energy, once it struck the elbow's Quchi point, anyone in the world would feel numb for an instant.

And that instant was the difference between life and death! Ouyang Feng turned to Li Mochou, gave a cold laugh, and said: "Little girl, why don't you kill yourself? Or are you waiting for me to strike?"

Translation: And that instant was the difference between life and death! Ouyang Feng glanced at Li Mochou, sneered, "Little girl, why not kill yourself? Or are you waiting for me to act?"

Li Mochou replied with a cold laugh: "Your martial arts are unrivaled under heaven; killing me would be easy, but you don't have the ability to make me commit suicide."

Translation: Li Mochou snorted, "Your martial arts are peerless; killing me would be easy, but you don't have the ability to make me commit suicide."

She was arrogantly proud; knowing she could not win, she would neither beg for mercy nor take her own life.

Translation: She was arrogantly proud; knowing she was outmatched, she would neither beg for mercy nor kill herself.

Ouyang Feng's expression darkened, a fierce gleam in his eyes as he fixed Li Mochou with a stare and grunted angrily: "You little brat, you're bringing this suffering upon yourself!"

Translation: Ouyang Feng's expression turned grim, his eyes flashing with menacing light as he fixed Li Mochou with a stare and grunted, "You little brat, you're asking for pain!"

As he spoke, he slightly bent his knees, coiled his elbow, and was about to release his power.

Translation: Saying this, he slightly bent his knees, curled his elbow, and was about to emit force.

Seeing this, Feng Yi stepped sideways to block him.

Translation: Seeing this, Feng Yi stepped sideways forward to block him.

Ouyang Feng's eyebrows twitched a few times, then he sneered: "Boy, don't be like that stubborn Guo Jing, who repeatedly gave me trouble for Huang Rong's sake; you're causing me trouble for Li Mochou's sake—do you really think I can't kill you?"

Translation: Ouyang Feng's brows twitched as he sneered, "Kid, don't be like that stubborn Guo Jing, who repeatedly gave me trouble for Huang Rong's sake; you're doing the same for Li Mochou, thinking I can't kill you!"

Li Mochou was startled by his words and spat: "You old lunatic, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Translation: Li Mochou, startled and surprised, spat, "You old lunatic, spouting nonsense!"

She thought to herself: "This boy rescued me only because he wants the Five Poisons secret transmission; in this world, who would help me without expecting something in return?"

Translation: She thought, "This kid rescued me only for the Five Poisons Secret Transmission; in this world, who would help me without expecting something in return..."

She couldn't help but think of her master; only her master, when she faced danger, knowing this person was formidable, would still sacrifice himself to protect her. But from now on, no matter what calamity she encounters, her master will no longer shield her.

Translation: She couldn't help thinking of her master; only her master, when she faced danger, knowing this person was formidable, would still sacrifice himself to protect her. But from now on, no matter what calamity she encounters, her master will no longer shield her.

Thinking of this, an indescribable sorrow welled up in Li Mochou, blurring her eyes with tears.

Translation: Thinking of this, Li Mochou felt an indescribable sorrow well up, blurring her eyes with tears.

Suddenly Feng Yi burst out laughing: "Your Toad Technique is miraculous; I cannot hope to learn it face‑to‑face—truly the greatest regret of my life!"

Translation: Suddenly Feng Yi laughed loudly, "Your Toad Skill is superb; I cannot properly learn it face to face—truly the greatest regret of my life!"

Ouyang Feng laughed: "Your skills are also excellent; hehe, if you're not convinced, we can fight another round."

Translation: Ouyang Feng chuckled, "Your abilities are also excellent; heh, if you're not convinced, we can fight again."

Feng Yi patted his right leg and said: "It's a shame to fight this way; it would be unfair and would detract from your status as the world's number one."

Translation: Feng Yi patted his right leg and said, "It's a pity to fight like this; it would be unfair and would detract from your status as the world's number one."

Ouyang Feng found this pleasing, then glanced at Feng Yi's broken leg, his expression shifting, and said: "You brat, you've ruined my affairs; I ought to have beaten you to death."

Translation: Ouyang Feng found it pleasing, then glanced at Feng Yi's broken leg, his expression shifting, and said, "You brat, you've ruined my affairs; I ought to have beaten you to death.

But…

Translation: But...

He continued with a sigh: "Love is a thing that leads many astray. My son Ouyang Ke could never break free of the word 'love' his whole life, and in the end he died with a broken leg. You have a bright future—don't delude yourself."

Translation: Saying this, he sighed, "Love is a thing that often leads people astray. My son Ke'er could never overcome the word 'love' his whole life, and in the end he died with a broken leg; your future is vast, so don't delude yourself."

Upon hearing this, both Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo glared at Ouyang Feng, their faces flushed with anger.

Translation: Hearing this, Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo both glared at Ouyang Feng, their faces flushed with anger.

Feng Yi, however, felt both astonished and amused: "Old man, are you crazy? You know your son is Ouyang Ke, yet you don't even know who you are!" Ouyang Feng took Yang Guo as his adopted son simply because he looked handsome, resembling a young Ouyang Ke, and seeing his cleverness and liveliness, which surpassed even Ouyang Ke's.

Translation: Feng Yi, however, felt both astonished and amused; this old man, you say he's crazy, yet he knows his son is Ouyang Ke, but he doesn't even know who he himself is! Ouyang Feng took Yang Guo as an adopted son merely because he looked handsome, resembling young Ouyang Ke, and seeing his cleverness and agility surpassing Ouyang Ke.

Moreover, at that time Ouyang Feng did not immediately attack Feng Yi just because he saw that Feng Yi had lost a leg, which reminded him of Ouyang Ke.

Translation: Moreover, Ouyang Feng back then didn't strike Feng Yi directly because he saw his missing leg and couldn't help thinking of Ouyang Ke,

Having just won a single move without pressing the advantage, he was reminded of how his son had been crippled and then struck down by a vicious hand; therefore, out of sympathy for Feng Yi's disability, he held back and did not unleash his full power.

Translation: His having won a move earlier without pressing the advantage was also due to longing for his son, who after losing his leg was struck down by a vicious hand; thus, out of pity for Feng Yi's disability, he held back his strength.

Seeing Feng Yi's puzzled expression, Ouyang Feng suddenly turned his fierce gaze to Li Mochou and said: "This woman harmed my son; I will surely kill her. Heh, you now have a broken leg—if you insist on interfering, hum, my little bit of fondness for talent…"

Translation: Seeing Feng Yi's puzzled expression, Ouyang Feng suddenly fixed a fierce gaze on Li Mochou and said, "This woman harmed my son; I will surely kill her. Heh, you now have a broken leg; if you insist on interfering, hum, my little fondness for talent..."

Feng Yi pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed and interrupted: "Mr. Ouyang, are you here today to kill someone, or to look for someone?"

Translation: Feng Yi pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed and interrupted, "Mr. Ouyang, are you here today to kill someone, or to find someone?"

Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed, he scratched his head, walked to the side, sat on a stone pedestal, and said blankly: "Yes, I'm here to find my son, not to kill anyone."

Translation: Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed, he scratched his head, walked aside, sat on a stone pedestal, and said blankly, "Yeah, I'm here to look for my son, not to kill anyone."

Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo found this amusing; he had just said his son was dead with a broken leg, yet he claimed he was looking for his son.

Translation: Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo found it funny; he had just said his son died with a broken leg, yet now he said he was looking for his son.

Ouyang Feng then muttered resentfully: "What a pity, what a pity—my son is smart and well‑behaved, even better than my biological son; yet I can't find him, and he must have been poisoned to death by Li Mochou's Ice Soul Silver Needles."

Translation: Then Ouyang Feng resentfully said, "What a pity, what a pity; my son is clever and obedient, better than my biological son, yet I can't find him—surely he was poisoned to death by Li Mochou's Ice Soul Silver Needles."

Li Mochou snapped: "You keep saying your son couldn't bear the word 'love' and died with a broken leg, then you say he was struck by my Ice Soul Silver Needles—your story is all over the place; you might as well be dead."

Translation: Li Mochou snapped, "One moment you say your son can't overcome the word 'love' and died with a broken leg; the next you say he was poisoned by my Ice Soul Silver Needles—your wavering makes you better off dead."

Ouyang Feng furrowed his brows and grunted angrily: "The one who died is Ke'er—he is my biological son; the one struck by your Ice Soul Silver Needles is my adopted son Yang Guo—you're the one who's being confusing."

Translation: Ouyang Feng furrowed his brows and grunted angrily, "The one who died was Ke'er, my biological son; the one poisoned by your Ice Soul Silver Needles is my adopted son Yang Guo—you're the one who's muddled."

Li Mochou finally understood, yet she had no idea who Yang Guo was; even though a few years earlier she had once been embraced around the waist by him in Jiaxing, she still did not know his name.

Translation: Li Mochou finally understood, but she had no idea who Yang Guo was; even though a few years earlier in Jiaxing she had once been embraced around the waist by Yang Guo, she still didn't know his name.

Ouyang Feng, growing impatient, rose to his feet and said: "Guo Jing brought my son to the Chongyang Palace; I searched for a long time and found nothing—surely that foolish boy failed to detoxify him, so he died, and I demand you pay with your life!"

Translation: Ouyang Feng, impatient, rose to his feet and said, "Guo Jing brought my son to the Chongyang Palace; I searched long and hard but found nothing—certainly that foolish boy failed to detoxify him, so he died, and I demand you pay with your life!"

Seeing his gaze turn cold, Li Mochou's body trembled.

Translation: Li Mochou saw his gaze turn cold and her body trembled.

"Ah, so your son is Yang Guo—why didn't you say so earlier!"

Translation: "Ah, so your son is Yang Guo—why didn't you say so earlier!"

Seeing that Ouyang Feng could not find Yang Guo and was now blaming Li Mochou, Feng Yi realized persuasion was hopeless and that he could not win in a fight, so he could only bring up Yang Guo.

Translation: Feng Yi saw that Ouyang Feng, unable to find Yang Guo, was blaming Li Mochou; knowing persuasion was hopeless and he truly couldn't win a fight, he could only throw out Yang Guo's name.

Upon hearing those words, Ouyang Feng's face lit up with joy: "Yes, my son is Yang Guo, and Yang Guo is my son!"

Translation: Hearing that, Ouyang Feng's face lit up with joy: "Yes, my son is Yang Guo, Yang Guo is my son!"

Seeing Ouyang Feng hear the name Yang Guo, his murderous intent vanished.

Translation: Seeing Feng Yi hear the name Yang Guo, Ouyang Feng's murderous intent vanished.

He couldn't help but feel deeply how fate toys with people.

Translation: He couldn't help feeling deeply how fate toys with people.

Ouyang Feng's son Ouyang Ke died at the hands of Yang Guo's father, Yang Kang; Yang Kang, in turn, died from Ouyang Feng's snake venom. Now these two have become father and son, and Ouyang Feng has passed his signature Toad Technique on to Yang Guo.

Translation: Ouyang Feng's son Ouyang Ke died at the hands of Yang Guo's father Yang Kang, while Yang Kang died from Ouyang Feng's snake venom; now these two have become father and son, and Ouyang Feng has passed his signature Toad Skill to Yang Guo.

This is something Ouyang Ke could never do, and something Yang Kang wanted to learn but never managed to master.

Translation: This is something Ouyang Ke could never do, and something Yang Kang wanted to learn but never managed.

Such matters, born of fickle fate, are hard to put into words.

Translation: Such matters, with fate ever-changing, are hard to describe.

Ouyang Feng said to Feng Yi and Yan Yuese: "Where did you hear about my son?"

Ouyang Feng said to Feng Yi and Yan Yuese, "Where did you hear about my son?"

Feng Yi replied: "I also heard it on Mount Zhongnan."

Translation: Feng Yi replied, "I also heard it on Mount Zhongnan."

Ouyang Feng's face darkened as he said: "Over the past few years I've traversed hundreds of miles of Mount Zhongnan and heard nothing; how did you come to hear this? You wouldn't be lying to me for this girl's sake, would you?"

Translation: Ouyang Feng's face darkened; he said, "Over the past few years I've scoured hundreds of miles of Mount Zhongnan and heard nothing—how did you come by this? You wouldn't be lying to me for that girl's sake, would you?"

Feng Yi smiled faintly and said: "Speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence—several years ago, Great Hero Guo brought Yang Guo up to Chongyang Palace and had a fight with the Quanzhen Sect..."

"Wrong, wrong..." Ouyang Feng waved his hand and said: "Those cow-nosed priests of the All Truth Sect have done Guo Jing a favor; how could he attack them?"

Feng Yi furrowed his brows and said: "Why would I deceive you? That day I was on Southern Mountain, I saw Great Hero Guo Jing leading a boy in his teens up Southern Mountain; as a result, this group of Taoists loudly cursed Guo Jing as a lecher, claiming he went up the mountain to take advantage of Xiao Longnv's eighteenth birthday to marry her, and then they started fighting!"

Li Mochou's body trembled slightly, and she blurted out: "What did you say?"

She suddenly recalled that a few years ago, it was she who spread the news about her junior sister's eighteenth birthday, in order to cause trouble for her junior sister and to pave the way for herself to seize the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra.

Unexpectedly, the All Truth Sect intervened, causing her plan to fail at the brink of success.

Ouyang Feng didn't know these things, but he knew Guo Jing and Huang Rong were deeply in love; calling him a lecher would very likely provoke him to act, so he said: "Then isn't my son on Southern Mountain anymore?"

Feng Yi said: "Naturally, he is there."

Ouyang Feng asked: "Where?"

Feng Yi smiled and said: "As the saying goes, 'No money, no magic; magic doesn't send favors'!"

Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, and he sneered: "Kid, are you threatening me?"

Feng Yi calmly said: "If you insist on seeing it that way, I can't help it. But if you kill us, you'll probably never find your son in this lifetime!"

Although he spoke calmly, his hand was always reaching toward the Blood Blade; the Blood Blade, stirred by internal energy, also trembled slightly.

Although Ouyang Feng stood motionless, a fierce gleam flickered in his eyes, like a man-eating beast ready to pounce at any moment.

Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo couldn't help but shiver, glanced at Feng Yi, and thought: "This kid, for the sake of profit, dares to threaten anyone."

Feng Yi deeply knew Ouyang Feng's affection for Yang Guo, so it was worth gambling on this.

Ouyang Feng's face darkened, and he said word by word: "What do you want?"

Feng Yi said: "I want you to never again cause trouble for Li Mochou."

These words made Li Mochou's heart jolt.

But this made Ouyang Feng burst out laughing: "Just this?"

He had thought Feng Yi wanted the two supreme skills of the world—the Nine Yin True Classic and the Toad Technique—so he was always ready to unleash a deadly strike; who would have guessed it was just this?

Feng Yi nodded and said: "Will you agree or not?"

Ouyang Feng naturally nodded repeatedly: "As long as my son is safe, how could I make things difficult for him?"

Feng Yi deeply knew that anyone who is extorted bears deep hatred and anguish, especially someone like Ouyang Feng.

If mishandled, it would be playing with fire and burning oneself.

Although Ouyang Feng possesses many good things, his mind is addled, so he can't explain things clearly. As for the Toad Technique, he himself isn't very interested; the Nine Yin True Classic is still a forgery—Ouyang Feng can cultivate a fake version, but others may not necessarily be able to.

Moreover, Guo Jing has a complete version; he is confident he can obtain the authentic one, so there's no need to bother with Ouyang Feng at all.

The most important point is that I just lost the fight, the other side left me a move, and yet I went on to scheme against their possessions—this is ungrateful and treacherous, breaking my own moral bottom line.

Therefore, he only needs to use this opportunity to help Li Mochou a little, so that she develops a sense of gratitude and can pass on the Five Poisons Secret Transmission correctly and completely to him.

After all, this woman is ruthless and fickle; if she were to silently give him a fake manual, what would he do? Today he deeply understood what is meant by: "Eat your rice bite by bite, or you'll choke!"

Therefore, he didn't beat around the bush, but went straight to the point: "Your son is in the ancient tomb you once visited, and he has already taken Xiao Longnv as his master!"

"What did you say?"

This sentence of his, however, greatly shocked Li Mochou; her lips trembled, and she gritted her teeth: "He has taken my junior sister as his master?"

Feng Yi nodded and said: "This was requested by Granny Sun; this matter is basically known to some senior disciples of the All Truth Sect, but the All Truth Sect feels it has been betrayed, which is a great disgrace, so they have blocked the news."

Saying this, he looked at Ouyang Feng: "You'll know as soon as you ask."

Li Mochou's chest rose and fall; suddenly she flicked her sleeve, burst out laughing, and strode forward to leave.

Feng Yi shouted: "Where are you going? Give me my things..."

Just as he was about to grab Li Mochou, suddenly a gust of wind sounded, and his arm was seized by Ouyang Feng, who looked anxious and said: "Hurry and take me to find my son; I've forgotten the way."

At that block, although Li Mochou's steps were staggering, she had already walked out of the courtyard gate.

Feng Yi was both startled and angry, wanting to break free and resist, but he knew that once he started fighting with this madman, it would be endless; his eyes darted, he patted his own thigh, and pointed, saying: "Mr. Ouyang, my leg is broken; I should be resting and recuperating, I can't run around like this!"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Feng's mind flashed with insight, many past events surged forth, he laughed heartily, released Feng Yi, waved his arms and legs, and shouted loudly: "Yes, yes, a broken leg should be nursed; a broken leg means you can't kill!" Saying this, he departed like a gust of wind.

At this point, Feng Yi had already figured out why he had managed to escape disaster—it was thanks to Ouyang Ke's blessing.

Obviously, Ouyang Feng had always held a grudge over his son's death; when he went to fetch Ouyang Ke that day, seeing Huang Yaoshi battling the Seven Masters of the All Truth Sect, his murderous intent flared, and he struck down Tan Chengdong and Mei Chaofeng. Thinking that Huang Yaoshi and the All Truth Sect's enemies were formidable, even if he found his son, he would not make things difficult for this disabled child, so he simply left—yet he did not expect Yang Kang.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi let out a faint sigh, turned around, and set off to chase Li Mochou; all he had done was for the Five Poisons Secret Manual.

Letting her just run off like that—wasn't this a huge loss? Feng Yi merely flickered, leapt onto the wall, and saw that in the lane before the gate, Li Mochou had already vanished without a trace.

He hurriedly rushed out of the lane; looking around, he saw only men and women, old and young on the street, but that familiar yellow silhouette was gone.

Feng Yi stamped his foot in anger and cursed: "Women's words are all farts; you dare to deceive this old man..."

Then he heard: "Feng Brother!"

Feng Yi turned his head; Hong Lingbo stood behind him and said softly: "My master may not be deceiving you; perhaps she has become somewhat abnormal!"

"Abnormal?" Feng Yi frowned slightly and asked: "What do you mean?"

Hong Lingbo said: "I have never seen my master in that state just now, and she has always believed that the ancestral master favored others..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi's heart jolted, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he muttered: "Oh no! I've really stirred up a big mess this time!"

(End of chapter)