Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 60: The Jianghu is in turmoil: Xiongying will face a catastrophe
The night fell like thick ink, pouring down heavily and wrapping the ruins of Changsheng Castle tightly in deathly silence.

Mercury-like moonlight streamed freely across the charred beams and scattered bricks, painting a scene of devastation, loneliness, and desolation. The ruins, like silent guardians, stood silently, telling of past prosperity and present desolation.

After Shi Feiyang said goodbye to Lin Wanqing, he strode out of the tent with a steady, powerful stride, his figure as tall as a pine tree. Every step he took seemed to break the boundless silence, carrying with him an innate dominance and determination.

Gong Simeng followed him silently, and the moonlight stretched their figures into a long distance.

One was resolute and courageous, radiating a reassuring strength; the other was a bit hesitant, his eyes filled with complex emotions. They were like two stars of vastly different brightness, standing out against the dim backdrop of the ruins.

Shi Feiyang turned around abruptly, the moonlight shining unreservedly on his chiseled and resolute face. Amidst his sternness, a subtle tenderness quietly emerged. He stared straight at Gong Simeng with burning eyes, his eyes full of concern.

His voice was low but penetrating. "Sister, I, Shi Feiyang, promise you that I will do everything in my power to ensure the safety of your father and uncle. Furthermore, I intend to persuade them to join our Xiongying Society. They possess powerful martial arts skills and are upright and honest people. In a place like Shenshui Palace, they are merely pawns in Liu Yanran's hands, their talents being ruthlessly buried. Do you understand my intentions?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, lowered his head slightly, and looked intently into Gong Simeng's eyes, as if he wanted to find a positive answer from her eyes. At this moment, a gust of night wind blew, and the ruins became even more dead silent, with only the sound of the wind coming from afar.

After hearing this, Gong Simeng's eyes flashed with a complex expression that was difficult to discern. In that expression, there was trust in Shi Feiyang, worry about his family, and confusion about the future. She subconsciously bit her lower lip, as if suppressing the turmoil in her heart. Her hands unconsciously tugged at the corners of her clothes, trembling slightly. She whispered, "I understand, Brother Shi, they really should have a wider world to realize their ambitions. But they are extremely stubborn. Take the fact that I left Shenshui Palace for example. They must think I was a traitor. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to easily agree to persuade them to join the Xiongying Society this time."

As she spoke, she sighed softly, and that sigh was full of helplessness and sorrow, and a look of deep worry appeared on her face.

Shi Feiyang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. He reached out and gently patted Gong Simeng's shoulder, saying firmly, "I have my own considerations for this matter. You don't have to worry about it. By the way, sister, what do you think of Liu Yanran?"

The surrounding ruins were dead silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the brief tranquility, which in turn made the atmosphere even more depressing.

Upon hearing this, Gong Simeng's brow furrowed, a flash of intense hatred in her eyes, a hatred that reflected the bloodshed and evil she had witnessed over the years. She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white from the strain, and spoke through gritted teeth, "Liu Yanran has always been treacherous, ambitious, and ruthless. Her hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent people. Take that tragic family annihilation, for example. So many families were torn apart, and wives and children were torn apart by her single-handed actions! I wish I could bring her to justice myself! But she was the one who raised me, taught me martial arts, and taught me the principles of life. I have an inextricable gratitude for her. I... I'm truly conflicted."

Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of sob, her eyes were full of pain and struggle, and the tangle in her heart was like a tangled mess, which was beyond words.

At this time, the moonlight became increasingly cold, as if it was also mourning Gong Simeng's conflicting emotions, and the silver light it cast was filled with a hint of chill.

Shi Feiyang nodded slightly. He had completely understood Gong Simeng's complicated emotions, but he didn't know how to comfort her for a moment.

At this moment, Xiao Lingling hurried over with an anxious look on her face to report, "Master, Wu Wei has escaped!"

She was running breathlessly, with beads of sweat on her forehead and sliding down her cheeks. She supported herself on her knees with her hands, trying to calm her breathing.

Shi Feiyang looked calm, a faint smile on his lips, and he said calmly: "Wu Wei will come back. Let her suffer a little outside for now, so that she can learn her lesson. She thought she could easily escape, but she didn't know that the world is so big that it will not tolerate her reckless behavior."

Under the moonlight, Shi Feiyang's figure was stretched out very long, and there was a sense of calmness and confidence in that figure.

Xiao Lingling's face was filled with worry. She whispered, "Master, will Wu Wei's escape cause us trouble? She knows a lot about us!" As she spoke, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes filled with worry. The surrounding ruins looked even more dilapidated in the night, their broken walls casting shadows in the moonlight, as if foreshadowing the coming storm.

Shi Feiyang shook his head slightly, his eyes revealing unquestionable confidence and determination. He said, "Although Wu Wei is cunning and cunning, she will ultimately be unable to escape our control. She is just a clown and can't cause any big waves."

A cold wind blew, blowing up the dust on the ground and disturbing everyone's mood.

Wu Zhong stepped forward and asked Shi Feiyang, "Master, when will we head south? The brothers are all looking forward to a new direction to boost the reputation of the Xiongying Society!"

His face was filled with anxiety, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, a glimmer of longing for the future and a loyalty to the Xiongying Society. Meanwhile, the shattered bricks and tiles in the ruins shimmered in the moonlight, as if awaiting Shi Feiyang's decision, a new turning point in their fate.

Shi Feiyang pondered for a moment, and then decisively instructed: "Please ask Brother Xiang Kun to lead the brothers of the Spy Hall to investigate the news in the martial arts world with all their strength, and make sure that our disciples will not encounter any ambushes on the way south. This is related to the life and death of our Xiongying Society, and we must not take it lightly!" "Yes, sir!" Xiang Kun respectfully accepted the order and left quickly.

The moonlight fell on Xiang Kun's departing back, covering him with a layer of silvery glow.

The next morning, the sunlight was like a golden thread, passing through the gaps between the layers of leaves, casting patches of mottled light and shadows.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, weaving together a natural and beautiful melody. The air was filled with the refreshing fragrance of earth and the delicate aroma of flowers and plants, each lingering, refreshing and delightful. The distant mountains, illuminated by the morning light, appeared dreamlike, like a slowly unfolding ink painting, breathtakingly beautiful.

Shi Feiyang and his group strode out of the tent, holding their heads high and basking in the warm and pleasant morning light.

Afterwards, Shi Feiyang went to visit Lin Wanqing again.

Gong Simeng still stood in front of Lin Wanqing's tent, her heart swirling with anxiety, filled with worry that Shi Feiyang would fall in love with Lin Wanqing. This worry, like a sharp knife, pierced her heart again and again.

A gentle breeze blew by, playfully shaking the tent curtain.

Shi Feiyang seemed to sense something and turned his head suddenly, his eyes shooting like lightning in the direction where Gong Simeng was hiding.

Gong Simeng was startled and subconsciously tried to dodge, but was horrified to find that her legs seemed to be firmly nailed, unable to move at all. Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if it was about to burst through her chest, and her breathing became rapid and heavy. She secretly prayed that Shi Feiyang would not discover her.

Shi Feiyang stood up and walked slowly towards Gong Simeng with steady and powerful steps. Every step seemed to step on Gong Simeng's heart, making her more and more nervous. As Shi Feiyang got closer, Gong Simeng became more and more uneasy. Her palms were already full of sweat, and her back was also soaked with cold sweat. Even her clothes were tightly stuck to her back.

When Shi Feiyang walked in front of her, their eyes met in the air. The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of each other's heartbeats could be heard. The heartbeats were rapid and flustered. Gong Simeng lowered her head in panic, not daring to look directly into Shi Feiyang's eyes, and stammered: "I... I was just passing by."

As he spoke, he unconsciously took a half step back, his hands nervously tugging at the hem of his clothes, his fingers turning white from the effort. At this moment, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves on them, forming patches of light, but it could not dispel the awkwardness that permeated between them.

Shi Feiyang frowned slightly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He took another step forward, shortening the distance between him and Gong Simeng, and said softly, "Simeng, if you have something on your mind, you might as well speak up. There's no need to hide anything between us. We can solve any difficulties together."

His voice was gentle and full of concern, like a spring breeze, trying to blow away the haze in Gong Simeng's heart. The surrounding flowers and plants swayed gently in the breeze, as if cheering Gong Simeng up and giving her the courage to speak her mind.

Gong Simeng bit her lip and was about to speak, but hesitated. Her eyes flickered and she finally shook her head and whispered, "It's really nothing. Maybe I'm too tired recently."

At this time, the sunlight became stronger and stronger, shining on Gong Simeng's face, reflecting her inner struggle, which was written all over her eyebrows.

From a distance, Xiao Lingling's urgent cry came again: "Chief, there's an emergency!"

Shi Feiyang looked at Gong Simeng deeply, then turned around and walked towards Xiao Lingling as quickly as a cheetah.

Gong Simeng looked at his tall and straight back, feeling a mixture of disappointment, worry, and a hint of anticipation. The surrounding trees rustled in the wind, as if they were also uneasy about this sudden emergency, emitting rustling alarm sounds.

Xiao Lingling handed over a secret letter with a solemn expression. Shi Feiyang quickly opened it, his eyes scanning the contents, his face instantly turning cold. It turned out that the letter had been sent by an insider in the martial arts world. The letter stated that news of the Battle of Changsheng Fort had spread like wildfire, quickly spreading throughout the martial arts world, and various factions were beginning to stir.

The "King Kong Village", which had always been eyeing the Liaodong region, felt that there was an opportunity when it heard that Changsheng Fort had suffered such a severe blow.

Fang Yi, the leader of King Kong Village and known as the "Devil of the World", is a ruthless and ambitious man. He immediately summoned all the elite troops in the village, preparing to take over this land in one fell swoop and expand his sphere of influence when the people in Changsheng Castle were seriously injured.

At that moment, he was riding a tall, sturdy black horse, parading in front of the team with a smug look on his face, as if Changsheng Fort had already been captured. He shouted to his men at the top of his voice, "Brothers, we've got a great opportunity this time! Those people from Changsheng Fort are now a bunch of lost dogs. Let's charge in, seize their territory, and we'll never have to worry about food and drink!"

All his men cheered in response, their voices full of enthusiasm, their cheers revealing greed and arrogance.

At this time, the wind in the mountains whistled past, blowing up clouds of dust, as if cheering for the arrogance of King Kong Village. The dust was filled in the air, as if a storm was about to come.

Qingfeng Pavilion, which had been secretly competing with the Shenshui Palace, learned that the Shenshui Palace had not gained an advantage this time and had instead suffered significant losses, and began to plot its own strategy. The Pavilion Master, Su Yao, known as the Jade-faced Fox, was a cunning and intelligent woman. Seeing this as an opportune moment to suppress the Shenshui Palace, she secretly contacted various factions with grievances against the Palace, intending to form an alliance to jointly fight against it.

She sat in the beautifully decorated pavilion of Qingfeng Pavilion, fiddling with a jade pendant. A calculating glint flickered in her eyes as she said to her subordinates, "Shenshui Palace has been severely weakened this time, and this is our chance to turn things around. Go contact those small gangs and tell them that by following Qingfeng Pavilion, they'll definitely be able to vent their anger, and naturally, they'll also receive benefits."

Outside the pavilion, a breeze blew across the lake, creating ripples, as if causing waves because of Qingfeng Pavilion's conspiracy. The ripples spread out in circles, like the tentacles of a conspiracy.

Misty Rain Villa, which had always remained neutral, also heard about this. The owner of Misty Rain Villa, Zhao Yifeng, a chivalrous and generous man, was worried that the conflict would escalate and eventually harm more innocent people.

So, he decided to step forward and mediate, hoping to resolve the grievances between all parties.

At this time, Zhao Yifeng, dressed in a white robe and holding a long sword, stood in the courtyard of Misty Rain Villa. He looked into the distance, his eyes full of worry, and said to his followers, "This chaos in the martial arts world, I wonder how many people will suffer. As a member of the martial arts world, how can I sit idly by? Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will try to quell this conflict."

The flowers and plants in the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze, as if nodding in praise of Zhao Yifeng's chivalrous act.

After reading the letter, Shi Feiyang fell into a brief moment of contemplation, then summoned Wu Zhong, Liao Pei, Xiang Kun, Gong Simeng, and others to discuss countermeasures. At this moment, the breeze outside the tent blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness and making everyone's mood even more solemn, as if a heavy stone was weighing on their hearts.

Wu Zhong spoke first, his voice loud and full of fighting spirit: "Chief, King Kong Village dares to provoke us at this time. We must not show weakness. I am willing to lead the brothers of the Vanguard Hall to teach them a lesson! Let them know that our Xiongying Society is not to be trifled with! I, Wu Zhong, was born to fight for the Xiongying Society. This time, I will teach Fang Yi a lesson!"

As he spoke, he waved his fist vigorously, and his fist was full of strength and determination.

Liao Pei also nodded in agreement: "Yes, Fang Yi has always been arrogant and domineering. This is a good opportunity to teach him a lesson and make him behave himself! If he dares to step into our territory, he will never come back alive! The reputation of our Xiongying Society is not to be trifled with!" His face was full of anger, and his eyes flashed with flames of anger, which seemed to be able to burn the enemy to ashes.

The air around was also ignited by this anger and became hot.

Xiang Kun frowned and said worriedly, "But we just went through a great battle, and our brothers haven't recovered yet. A head-on confrontation with King Kong Village right now might be disadvantageous to us. Furthermore, we have to keep a close eye on the movements of Qingfeng Pavilion. If they collude with Shenshui Palace, we'll be attacked from all sides. We have to take a long-term view and not act rashly!"

As he spoke, he paced back and forth, his face full of worry, and his pacing figure revealed his inner anxiety.

A crow cawing as it flew by. The cry was shrill and ominous, as if it was also worried about the future of the Xiongying Society, adding a touch of gloom to the tense atmosphere.

Gong Simeng stood aside, quietly listening to the discussion. She remembered what Shi Feiyang had said earlier, and with a sudden thought, she summoned her courage and said, "Brother, I think we should hold our ground for now and observe the movements of all parties involved. If the King Kong Village wants to take advantage of the situation, we can set a trap and leave them with no way back. As for the Qingfeng Pavilion, we can send spies to investigate their strengths and weaknesses and see if we can break up their alliance with the Shenshui Palace. We, the Xiongying Society, cannot afford to take risks in vain; we must prevail with our wits."

When she spoke, her eyes were firm and her words were clear, showing a calmness different from usual.

After hearing what Gong Simeng said, Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed with admiration.

He nodded vigorously and said decisively, "What Simeng said is absolutely right. We can't act blindly, we must respond with caution. Wu Zhong, you lead the brothers of the Vanguard Hall to set up an ambush around Changsheng Fort. When the people from Jingang Village arrive, give them a fatal blow and let them know the consequences of invading our Xiongying Association! Remember, you must hold your breath and wait until they enter the encirclement before taking action, catching them off guard! Xiang Kun, you send more people to keep a close eye on every move of Qingfeng Pavilion and Shenshui Palace. If you have any news, report it to me immediately. There must be no mistakes! This intelligence is our eyes, and there must be no mistakes! Elder Liao, you are responsible for training the new disciples, improving their strength as soon as possible, and adding new strength to our Xiongying Association! Train them all to look like Xiongying Association disciples!"

The sunlight shines through the cracks onto the ground, forming bright rays of light.

Everyone took the order and left. Shi Feiyang had a smile on his face, full of confidence. He also hoped that this time, the Xiongying Society would be able to gain a firm foothold in this complicated situation in the martial arts world, carve out a world of its own, and let the flag of the Xiongying Society fly high in the sky of the martial arts world.

(End of this chapter)