Singing with a Sword

The following is the main text of the novel "{?$article_title?}" ({?$jieqi_title?}) provided by {?$jieqi_sitename?}. Please enjoy! Upon hearing this, Huangfu Cheng asked with some skepticism, "Are you really the senior disciple of Shenfeng Hall?" Although he had been exiled to Shenfeng Hall, he had hardly interacted with any of its disciples. However, he vaguely remembered that the senior disciple of Shenfeng Hall was named Zhong Bugui.

Yi Ranxiao explained, "Oh, I only recently became the senior disciple of Shenfeng Hall." Huangfu Cheng nodded upon hearing this, put the child down, and said, "An'an, go play by yourself." He then asked Yi Ranxiao, "Yan Xiao, what brings you here?"

Yi Ranxiao's expression turned slightly serious. He said earnestly, "I've come here to invite you to come out of seclusion and lead our Divine Wind Hall to become the number one branch of the sect!"

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Cheng frowned and said, "Leading Shenfeng Hall to become the number one branch? That's too difficult. I can't help you at all."

Yi Ranxiao said, "Brother Huangfu, you are too modest. Don't forget, you are a cultivator at the eighth level of the Transcendent Realm! With such strength, you are definitely a top expert in the sect."

Huangfu Cheng suddenly chuckled bitterly. So many years have passed, and there are still people calling him an expert? Ha! All these years, he has been living in sorrow, relying on An'an for support. He had long since forgotten about this bullshit of cultivation.

"Yiranxiao, why do you bring up the word 'cultivation' with me? You know my story. If I weren't a cultivator, if I weren't a genius cultivator back then, if I were just a minor figure in the Huangfu family, why would the family have interfered in my affairs with Qingqing? And why would Qingqing have died at the hands of those thugs?"

Qingqing was naturally the name of the nine-tailed celestial fox. Yiran Xiao pondered Huangfu Cheng's thoughts, the kind who was constantly complaining after being hit by reality, "But you need to know, if you don't cultivate and practice beast taming techniques, how will you have met your Qingqing?"

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Cheng was slightly taken aback. "What you say is true, but reality has already arrived at this point, and there's no point in saying more. You should leave. How could someone as heartbroken as me possibly help you achieve your grand ambitions?"

Yi Ranxiao suddenly said seriously, "Huangfu Cheng, do you really want to give up cultivation and live a mediocre life in seclusion here? Is your heart really that fragile? After experiencing some setbacks, are you going to collapse forever?"

Huangfu Cheng suddenly looked directly into Yi Ranxiao's eyes and said, "I'm weak? It's not that I'm weak, it's just that what I've been through is too painful! Yi Ranxiao, have you ever thought about what it would be like if one day someone told you that the person you love most, the person you trust and rely on most in your life, was actually killed by your own people! Can you understand that kind of pain? Can you endure that kind of inhuman torture?"

Huangfu Cheng became increasingly agitated as he spoke, as if he were reliving the agony of yesterday. He was angry, resentful, heartbroken, and in pain—all these complex emotions made him laugh instead of being angry!

"Ha, God, what did I, Huangfu Cheng, do wrong in my past life? What sins did I commit that made me so miserable in this life? That I would become the most miserable person in the world?"

Just then, Yi Ranxiao had Xiao Fan bring Wei Wuzheng up from the foot of the mountain. Although Wei Wuzheng was using a cane, he was quite fast, and he arrived just after Huangfu Cheng finished complaining.

Yi Ranxiao timely said to Huangfu Cheng, the most miserable person in the world, "Huangfu Cheng, this is Wei Wuzheng. You must know about him, right?"

Wei Wuzheng's incident occurred before Huangfu Cheng's love affair case, and Huangfu Cheng knew about it. Wei Wuzheng mistakenly killed his good brother, and it is said that the other man grew up with him since childhood. The two supported each other, were inseparable all day long, practiced martial arts together, ate together, and almost slept together. This is enough to show how close their relationship was!

But in the end, Wei Wuzheng accidentally killed him! A person who values ​​loyalty and righteousness, accidentally killing the most important person in his life, what kind of pain... Huangfu Cheng could imagine how terrible the pain would be if he accidentally killed Qingqing?

But this was just the beginning! Wei Wuzheng's brother's father was a prominent figure in the sect. This figure missed his beloved son and therefore harbored extreme resentment towards Wei Wuzheng! Although the heartbroken Wei Wuzheng had considered suicide, he was eventually persuaded to stop and then repeatedly apologized. Unfortunately, this prominent figure did not forgive him! Moreover, he tormented Wei Wuzheng every day!

Later, they framed him, crippling Wei Wuzheng! His hands and feet appeared to be useless! Then Wei Wuzheng was exiled to Shenfeng Hall. Even there, Wei Wuzheng lived in remorse, residing alone in a dark alley, drifting through his days in a daze, losing himself, and constantly wallowing in depravity…

But Wei Wuzheng today doesn't seem as dejected as rumored at all? Huangfu Cheng looked at Wei Wuzheng. At this moment, Yi Ranxiao said firmly from the side, "Huangfu Cheng, you just said you're the most miserable person in the world, but Wuzheng's suffering may not be any less than yours!"

Huangfu Cheng acquiesced, no matter what, although Qingqing had passed away, he could at least make up for the debt he owed Qingqing by taking care of the children, but what about Wei Wuzheng?

"But today, Wuzheng, after experiencing inhuman suffering, has stood up strong!" Yiran Xiaolang said.

Huangfu Cheng was taken aback, looking into Wei Wuzheng's eyes. Those eyes shone with a light of defiance, a light of unwavering courage, a light that spurred people onward! Not the bleak light of someone like him, constantly complaining!

Unbelievable! Wei Wuzheng actually stood up again! Huangfu Cheng stared blankly at Wei Wuzheng, then at Yi Ranxiao who was still lecturing, as if he had suddenly realized something.

At this moment, Yi Ranxiao said loudly again, "Huangfu Cheng, please never think that you are the most miserable person in the world! There are many people who are more miserable than you! When you are covered in wounds and when you are treated unfairly, please stand up bravely! Even if you are in so much pain that you feel like you are dying, you must stand up stubbornly and tell those who once looked down on you and hurt you that you are not a weak person! Even if no one in this world believes in you, no one respects you, no one agrees with you, and no one praises you, you must still try! You must walk on strongly! Prove to them that I am not so easily defeated!"

Huangfu Cheng's body trembled violently, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Just then, Yi Ranxiao said, slowly and deliberately, "Huangfu Cheng, if you are unwilling to fall into depravity, if you want to rediscover yourself, then come with me! Come down the mountain with me! Your seclusion is not a pursuit of carefree transcendence, but merely a cowardly escape from reality! Don't let others think you are a coward, a good-for-nothing! Come with me and bravely venture out! Prove to them that you are not a weak person, that you are a strong person who can overcome reality!"

These words struck Huangfu Cheng's heart like a heavy hammer! Huangfu Cheng finally understood something; he finally had a profound realization!

No matter what you've been through, a man must continue to strive for excellence! A man should be self-reliant!

Huangfu Cheng was one of the best among the younger generation of the sect back then, a qualified strongman. Once his competitive spirit was ignited, it would be unstoppable!

"Alright, I'll go with you down the mountain!"

Huangfu Cheng moved to Shenfeng Hall with his daughter, Xiao An'an. Thus, the three masters who had lost their way in Shenfeng Hall had all been guided onto the path of enlightenment by Yi Ranxiao!

The grand plan for the rise of the Divine Wind Hall has officially begun!

As for the ordinary disciples who spend their days idly in the Divine Wind Hall, as long as the leaders set an example and embark on the right path, they will naturally follow suit and work hard in their cultivation.

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Recently, Zhi Banjie has been refining pills for Shenfeng Hall. Zhi Banjie's pill-refining skills are beyond question, and his speed is also very fast. In just one month, a large number of "Neiyuan Pills" have piled up in the warehouse. Peiyuan Pills are a kind of auxiliary medicine used to improve the cultivator's Yuan power level in conjunction with the Yuan power cultivation technique.

A cultivation sect only becomes attractive when it has elixirs. And indeed, the Divine Wind Hall has recently recruited many new disciples. Of course, these disciples are only outer sect disciples; only after they reach the Transcendent Realm and pass a series of assessments can they enter the inner sect and become true sect disciples.

The problem is that even though many people have recently joined the Divine Wind Hall, the total number of disciples in the Divine Wind Hall has not exceeded one hundred! Compared with the thousands of disciples in the Vanguard Hall, it's like a small fry compared to a big fish!

How can a company of this size rise to prominence?

While practicing, Yiran Xiao was also pondering this problem. Later, he held a meeting and discussed it with everyone, arriving at a conclusion: the reason why they couldn't attract people to join Shenfeng Hall was simple—Shenfeng Hall's facilities were still too poor!

Although Shenfeng Hall's pills are not bad, it has no magic treasures, and even ordinary weapons are few. The storefront is dilapidated, and the internal facilities are outdated. The houses and halls inside are dilapidated and not flattering at all!

Overall, the current state of Shinpudo is just like a dilapidated temple!

How many people would be willing to join a "dilapidated temple" for spiritual practice?

Therefore, Shenfeng Hall needs to improve its facilities! The key to solving these problems lies in having enough money! But Shenfeng Hall is very poor…

Therefore, Shenfeng Hall desperately needed money! Perhaps they could make money by selling pills through Zhi Banjie, but that would be an insult to Zhi Banjie's abilities, so Yiran Xiao abandoned that method. He then thought of the old method—incense money, but the people of Jianling City were simply unwilling to come to Shenfeng Hall to burn incense. First of all, who would want to go to such a dilapidated place?

It seems that hardware issues are indeed a very important problem!

So how do you make money? Hunt down monsters and get their inner cores? Inner cores contain a portion of the monster's elemental energy, and the more powerful the monster, the higher its price!

However, this method is too slow! Moreover, it requires a large number of Shenfeng Hall disciples to train outside, and Shenfeng Hall has a total of less than a hundred people, so we can't spare any manpower.

After much thought, I realized that I could only take out a loan first, then fix the hardware issues. Gradually, people would come to Shenfeng Hall to offer incense, and I would earn money and then repay the loan.

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The headquarters of the Divine Fist Gang.

The gang leader, Xiang Wuju, was restless, pacing back and forth in the hall. Just then, one of his men entered the hall with a woman.

"Reporting to the leader, Chief Zheng's wife has arrived."

Xiang Wuju nodded and looked at the woman, saying, "Sister-in-law, tell me, where did Chief Zheng go?" Chief Zheng was Xiang Wuju's capable subordinate and sworn brother, considered the second most important figure in the Divine Fist Gang. Moreover, he possessed a late-stage Xuanbing weapon. This late-stage Xuanbing weapon was essentially the most prized possession of their Divine Fist Gang.

But recently he has mysteriously disappeared. Xiang Wuju was extremely worried and immediately ordered someone to bring Zheng's wife over.

The woman knew that Chief Zheng had accepted Xu An's mission, and a month had passed without him returning. So she told Xiang Wuji everything she knew.

Xiang Wuju pondered for a moment. He knew Lao Zheng's character well. Over the years, Lao Zheng had secretly taken on countless missions, and regardless of whether the assassination was successful or not, he would always inform those around him. But now, there was no news of him, which could only mean that he was dead! And the murderer who killed him—

"Yiranxiao, Yiranxiao," Xiang Wuji muttered the name, his eyes filled with ruthlessness. Was there even a need to guess? The murderer was definitely him!

"Yiranxiao, I'll go and meet you myself!" Xiang Wuju muttered to himself in a cold voice.