Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

At the same time, Wu Feilong, who was lying in the coffin, slowly opened his eyes, but all he could see was darkness. When he reached out, he felt that the surroundings were narrow and cramped. He was shocked: "Huh? How did I end up in this coffin?" Thinking this, he suddenly threw a punch. With a bang, the coffin broke open and a large hole was opened, and dirt flowed in.

He Wei, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt an unusual movement coming from under his feet and quickly shouted, "Sun Wang, get out of the way! There might be something strange down there."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Feilong used all his strength to desperately crawl out of the ground. Sun Wang, seeing this, turned pale with fright and cried out, "A ghost!" He turned and tried to run away.

However, He Wei did not panic. Instead, he calmly stepped forward, gently placed his fingers on Wu Feilong's wrist to check his pulse, and exclaimed with delight after a moment, "Disciple, you are not dead? That's wonderful!"

Wu Feilong looked at He Wei and Sun Wang with a blank expression and asked in confusion, "Master, brother, why are you here?"

Hearing the voice, Sun Wang stopped and turned around. When he saw that it was Wu Feilong, he was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He rushed forward and hugged him tightly, crying with joy, "Brother, are you really alright?"

Wu Feilong patted Sun Wang on the back and comforted him, "Brother, don't be afraid. I'm very lucky. How can I die so easily? How is the family? Are Father and Mother alright?"

Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Sun Wang's eyes again. He choked out, "Brother, Father... he has been brutally murdered by those vicious bandits. Mother went blind from excessive grief."

Wu Feilong patted his head, finally fully waking up and remembering everything: "Let's go see Mother."

Li Ling sat on the edge of the bed, her once jet-black hair now a lifeless, snow-white frost. Her eyes had lost their former sparkle, appearing empty and lost, and she seemed to have aged decades in an instant. Wu Feilong, witnessing this scene, felt his heart ache. He rushed forward, tightly grasped Li Ling's withered, trembling hands, and choked out, "Mother, I'm back!"

Upon hearing the call, Li Ling trembled violently. She raised her head, her gaze somewhat unfocused as she looked at Wu Feilong before her, and murmured to herself, "Wang'er, am I dreaming? I... I think I heard Kang'er's voice."

Li the carpenter and Tiesheng, standing to the side, exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with confusion and shock. They could hardly believe their eyes; this man had clearly been dead for a long time, how could he be alive and well again? Could it be that the dead could truly rise from the dead?

Wu Feilong suppressed his grief and gently comforted her, "Mother, it's not a dream." However, Li Ling shook her head, refusing to believe it. With tears streaming down her face, she said, "Don't lie to me. My Kang'er is long gone."

Wu Feilong reached out and gently wiped away the tears from Li Ling's eyes, saying firmly, "Mother, it's my fault for being useless and failing to protect Father. But please believe me, from today onwards, my brother and I will definitely take good care of you and do everything we can to cure your illness!"

Just then, Li Ling, who had been silent all along, suddenly widened her eyes. She stared at Wu Feilong in disbelief, grabbed his arm tightly with both hands, and trembled with excitement: "Kang'er, is it really you? You almost scared your mother to death. I thought I would never see you again in this life!" As she spoke, she opened her arms and hugged Wu Feilong tightly.

At this moment, He Wei, who had been silently observing from the side, stepped forward. He took out a token from his robes and handed it to Wu Feilong. The token was jet black, with a traditional Chinese character for "sword" engraved on the front in a flowing, elegant style, exuding a mysterious aura. He Wei looked at Wu Feilong and solemnly instructed, "Once her condition improves slightly, you two should return to the sect together. I will try my best to find a way. If you encounter anyone who tries to harm you along the way, show this token." Wu Feilong was deeply grateful and immediately knelt down to express his gratitude: "Thank you so much, Master! I will remember your kindness forever!"

"I still have a lot of things to do at the sect, so I'll head back now."

The two stayed by Li Ling's side, taking meticulous care of her. After some time, her pale complexion gradually regained some color, and her overall spirits slowly improved. As for the management of the businesses, they entrusted it to Li the carpenter and Tiesheng. They agreed to share profits according to a set ratio once the businesses became profitable.

The sun shone brightly that day, and a gentle breeze caressed their faces. Tie Sheng skillfully drove the carriage, carrying Li Ling, Sun Wang, and Wu Feilong, slowly making their way towards the Heavenly Sword Sect. Along the way, the group chatted and laughed, thoroughly enjoying themselves. However, just as they reached the halfway point, they suddenly encountered an unexpected turn of events—a massive, incredibly thick tree stood blocking their path in the middle of the road.

Seeing this, Tiesheng quickly tightened the reins, bringing the carriage to a steady stop. Before anyone could react to what was happening, suddenly, a group of bandits wielding various weapons rushed out of the roadside woods, quickly surrounding the carriage. One of them, a burly man with a fierce face, strode forward, brandishing a gleaming broadsword, and shouted, "This tree is mine, this road is mine! If you want to pass, leave your toll!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the bandits, Sun Wang was instantly enraged, gritting his teeth in fury. He drew his sword from his waist and turned to Tie Sheng, saying, "Brother Tie, please take care of my mother!" He then prepared to charge at the bandits without hesitation. But at that moment, Wu Feilong, quick-witted and agile, reached out and grabbed the impulsive Sun Wang, saying in a deep voice, "Brother, don't rush, let me handle this."

Wu Feilong calmly pulled out a golden token engraved with the Heavenly Sword Sect's emblem from his robes, raised it high, and shouted at the burly man in the lead, "Open your dog eyes and take a good look! You're unlucky to have run into me today. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance; move this tree right now! If I see you robbing people here again, don't blame me for being ruthless; I'll kill you one by one!"

The burly man was initially dismissive, but when he saw the token in Wu Feilong's hand, symbolizing his identity as a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his face turned deathly pale. Terrified, he knelt on both knees, kowtowing and begging for mercy, his voice trembling as he pleaded, "Hero, spare our lives! We were truly blind to your greatness, unaware that you were a master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Please, be magnanimous and don't hold it against us. Whatever you command, we will do!"