Chapter 81: Taking the Marrow-Cleansing Pill, Meeting Feng Wanqing Again

The soldiers shivered, slowly regaining their senses.

They looked toward their opponents.

The Phantom Demons on the field had already turned into ice shards, all dead without a single one remaining.

"So cold, why did so many ice blocks suddenly appear?"

Everyone felt deathly cold, several degrees colder than in the depths of winter.

Many people started sneezing, fearing they would fall gravely ill.

"What just happened?"

Yan Xiao retracted the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, looking completely bewildered.

Just a moment ago, he had seen Yinmian's movements and had locked onto Yinmian and the others immediately, but the moment he prepared to loose an arrow, he suddenly lost track of the three.

The entire battlefield had been shielded by a mysterious power, completely blocking Yan Xiao out; even his Sunglasses had lost their effectiveness.

"I do not know. The system cannot detect the data within; it may be some kind of divine ability, a great divine ability that transcends that of a cultivator," the system replied.

"Are you saying an Immortal?" Yan Xiao asked in surprise.

"Possibly higher."

"Hiss..."

Yan Xiao gasped, could this be the handiwork of an Immortal Emperor Supreme?

Although he boasted that he could become an Immortal Emperor Supreme and was full of confidence.

But he was still very far from an Immortal Emperor right now; he estimated it would take him several hundred or several thousand years to cultivate to the level of an Immortal Emperor.

Collecting his thoughts, he returned to the battlefield; the scene before him was truly shocking.

So many Phantom Demons, crumbling and disintegrating in an instant—what kind of cultivation would it take to achieve this?

"Master, Mistress."

"Young Master, Madam."

The members of Juesha saw Yan Xiao return and immediately came to greet him.

Chenxi also saw him and flew over on the Golden Scale Shuttle, circling in front of him.

"Where are the City Lord and Miss Feng?"

Yan Xiao looked around, not seeing the figures of Chang Yongsheng and the tall woman, and immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

"We don't know. I saw someone ambush them, and the City Lord was injured. Later, I seemed to fall into a brief coma, and when I woke up, I couldn't see them anymore."

Luo Ying and the others spoke in unison; their experiences were all the same.

Tingxue, however, lowered her head in thought, saying nothing.

She too had been shocked by this mysterious power; in the face of such divine means, she did not even have the right to resist.

She had the highest cultivation present and felt differently from the others; in the instant she was imprisoned, she caught a glimpse of the power of laws, and just that tiny glimpse had stirred up stormy waves in her heart.

Tiny snowflakes fell from the sky, then grew heavier, turning into a blizzard that buried all the bones.

"My Lord..."

"Young Lady..."

The soldiers endured the cold, searching through the ice and snow for the figures of Chang Yongsheng and Feng Wanqing.

"Sect Master Yan, your divine abilities are vast, could you help us search for the City Lord?"

A general walked up to Yan Xiao and said, cupping his hands.

Yan Xiao scanned the area with his Sunglasses, but found nothing.

"General, I have not found any traces of the City Lord or Feng Wanqing, but that just goes to show they haven't met with disaster; perhaps they will return in a few days. It is so cold, you should let the soldiers go back to recuperate first."

Yan Xiao shook his head and said.

"Farewell!"

General Yu cupped his hands in a salute and led his troops back to the city.

"Let's go too."

Yan Xiao waved his hand and led Juesha back to Luoxia Mountain.

Feng Jingting kept holding his hand, unwilling to let go the entire time.

This great battle had come suddenly and ended even more inexplicably, but it had planted a seed in the heart of everyone who participated—a seed of a powerhouse.

Unwittingly, their state of mind and their understanding of cultivation had already changed.

Including Yan Xiao, everyone saw the path of cultivation as more expansive and clear.

On this journey, even the most talkative Wang Dazhu held his tongue; he didn't feel much, let alone gain any insight into the laws of the Dao.

He just felt very cold, his companions' expressions were very serious, and his Master was very conflicted; it wasn't a good time to talk, or he might easily get beaten by his Master.

Returning to Luoxia Mountain, Yan Xiao told everyone to get some good rest and distributed a large amount of Spirit Pills as a reward.

In his room, Yan Xiao flopped onto the bed, not wanting to move a muscle.

Chang Yongsheng had met with harm, and his fate was uncertain; he felt both worried and self-reproachful.

If he hadn't had a gambling mentality from the start and had simply spent his Fear Value to shoot and kill Yinmian, would Chang Yongsheng have been in danger?

"Husband, it is I who have dragged you down."

Feng Jingting said with her head lowered.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It was my lack of consideration, and I underestimated the despicableness of Yanyu Tower."

Yan Xiao shook his head and smiled bitterly; he had thought of the cultivation world too idealistically. This was a complex and ever-changing world, and apart from strength, there were no fixed rules.

"Jingting, you should stay at Luoxia Mountain; I am afraid there will be similar incidents in the future."

Yan Xiao thought for a moment and said.

He was not a god; he could not appear and rescue them in time every single time.

Feng Jingting paused for a moment and nodded slowly.

"My younger brother must learn to stand on his own two feet; once this batch of Spirit Herb matures, I will come to Luoxia Mountain to serve my husband."

Serve me?

Yan Xiao was stunned; feudal thinking is truly harmful, but why does it feel a little bit exciting...

Is this what a virtuous wife and loving mother who follows the three obediences and four virtues is like?

The more he spent time with Feng Jingting, the more he grew to like her unique, charming temperament.

"Does my husband not agree?"

Seeing Yan Xiao remain silent, Feng Jingting could not help but ask.

"It's not that; I will have Qian Youdao cooperate with you more, don't work too hard," Yan Xiao said softly.

Feng Jingting smiled, helped Yan Xiao tidy his clothes, and attended to him as he rested.

Luo Ying stood at the doorway with a look of jealousy; on Luoxia Mountain, she was the one who personally served Yan Xiao, but now that the Sect Master's wife had arrived, she could only stand at the door.

Feng Jingting pushed the door open and walked out; seeing Luo Ying at the door, she couldn't help but chuckle, "Hehe, isn't Sister Luo Ying going to rest?"

"I... I brought clothes for Senior Brother; Sister Jingting, why did you come out?"

Luo Ying suddenly forgot her jealousy and asked curiously with her big eyes wide open.

"I'm going to the side chamber to rest," Feng Jingting said in confusion, not understanding what Luo Ying meant.

"I mean, since you are already Senior Brother's wife, why don't you have to sleep with Senior Brother? I heard that a wife is supposed to accompany her husband for the night."

Luo Ying said with a serious face.

Feng Jingting's face flushed red; she tapped the tip of Luo Ying's nose and scolded in a low voice, "You little girl, do you even know what 'accompanying for the night' means?"

"I don't know. I asked Master and Senior Brother, but they both acted all mysterious and wouldn't tell me. Sister Jingting, why don't you tell me?"

Luo Ying said curiously.

Feng Jingting smiled without a word and walked away slowly, with Luo Ying following behind, chattering all the way.

Yan Xiao felt quite regretful; why did they stop talking...

"Pah, pah, pah! A real man, how can he eavesdrop on the private whispers of young girls!"

Yan Xiao covered his ears, resisting the urge to eavesdrop.

"Ah..............!"

A miserable scream suddenly rang out, startling Yan Xiao so much that he jumped up immediately.

"Zhang Ze, what happened?"

Yan Xiao asked loudly.

Zhang Ze rushed over quickly, bowed at the door, and said, "Reporting to the Sect Master, it is Elder Luo Cang practicing the Cliff-Jumping Divine Technique."

"Cliff-Jumping Divine Technique?" Yan Xiao looked bewildered; what kind of technique is this absurd?

"Oh, it is said that jumping off a cliff allows one to feel the power of the wind. In order to personally experience the existence of the wind, Elder Luo Cang actually jumped off Siguo Cliff without using his True Essence; the scream just now was from him breaking his leg."

Zhang Ze said unhurriedly.

"Ah... I see. Go tell Elder Luo Cang that practicing techniques must be done step by step and not to be too impatient."

Yan Xiao was stunned for a long time before he recovered; he was indeed quite shocked by Elder Luo Cang.