Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

Chun Shiniang accepted the roasted meat without hesitation and began to wolf it down with her cherry-like mouth. Seeing Chun Shiniang eating so heartily, Wu Feilong's lips curled into a slight smile, and he slowly said, "Actually, after thinking about it for a while, I've roughly guessed who wants to kill me. After much consideration, besides that arrogant young prince, there shouldn't be anyone else. But do you know why he's so determined to take my life?"

Upon hearing this, Chun Shiniang stopped chewing, looked up, and asked curiously, "Why?"

Wu Feilong took a deep breath and explained with a solemn expression, "The truth is this—someone secretly switched us! In other words, the young prince who is currently lording it over others is actually an imposter, while I am the real young prince. That's why, in order to continue enjoying wealth and power, he has to eliminate me, this hidden danger, to prevent future troubles."

Upon hearing these words, Chun Shiniang was stunned into silence, even dropping the piece of roasted meat she had been clutching to the ground. Only now did she finally understand why the high and mighty young prince would so ruthlessly kill a complete stranger and cultivator with whom he had no grudge.

At this moment, Wu Feilong gazed at Chun Shiniang's beautiful yet slightly weary face and said earnestly, "I've decided to let you go. To be honest, a woman as naturally beautiful and intelligent as you shouldn't be living such a life of constant danger and anxiety. As the saying goes, 'A beautiful woman like you, why did you become a thief?'"

Upon hearing this, Chun Shiniang's eyes welled up with tears. She gently bit her lip, her voice trembling slightly as she replied, "In this chaotic and dog-eat-dog world, without a powerful background and a reliable backer, simply gaining a foothold is an arduous task. If given a choice, who would willingly choose this path filled with peril and sin..."

With a solemn expression, Wu Feilong took out an exquisite cloth bag from his robes, carefully opened it, revealing a pile of crystal-clear spirit stones radiating a mysterious light. He counted out a full thousand spirit stones, gently placed them on the table in front of him, then looked up at the woman opposite him and said slowly, "These are for you. Everyone has the right to choose their own path and way of life. My wet nurse, however, was unfortunately captured, and her fate remains unknown. If I could rescue her, I would be willing to never set foot in the capital again! In the past, perhaps I would have cared about that so-called princely status, but now, all of that is meaningless to me. These spirit stones should be enough for you to cultivate in peace for a while. I hope you will not waste yourself so easily in the future."

Chun Shiniang silently gazed at the pile of gleaming spirit stones on the table, a hint of surprise and emotion flashing in her eyes. She slowly reached out and gently picked up the spirit stones, feeling their warm, smooth texture. After a moment's hesitation, she took out a yellowed ancient book from her storage bag, on which were engraved three simple, ancient characters—"The Art of Disguise."

Chun Shiniang held the manual in both hands, walked up to Wu Feilong, handed it to him, and said softly, "Human hearts are unpredictable, and the world is treacherous. But I believe every word you say. Before leaving here, I have one small request."

Wu Feilong nodded without hesitation and replied, "As long as it's not something immoral, like murder or arson, everything else is fine."

Hearing this, Chun Shiniang bit her lip slightly, a blush rising to her face, and whispered, "Could you... hug me? But you're not allowed to have any wild thoughts, okay?"

Wu Feilong was taken aback at first, then smiled and opened his arms, gently embracing Chun Shiniang. The two stood there quietly, time seemingly frozen in that moment. After a while, Chun Shiniang suddenly felt a coolness on her cheek; two lines of clear tears were sliding down her cheeks.

Over the years, Chun Shiniang had encountered all sorts of people, including cunning and greedy individuals. However, she had never met someone as simple, kind, and even somewhat naive as Wu Feilong. He had generously given her, a complete stranger she had only met a few times, a thousand invaluable spirit stones, simply out of concern and sympathy. This sincere emotion was like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, illuminating Chun Shiniang's long-frozen heart and bringing her a long-lost warmth. She realized that in this complex world, there were still people who genuinely cared about her.

Wu Feilong used all his strength to send Chun Shiniang out of the perilous Monster Mountain Range. However, Chun Shiniang did not choose to stay away from the trouble, but instead went to various intelligence organizations without stopping, spreading a shocking message: "Sun Kang is currently in the Monster Mountain Range!" As soon as this news spread, it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, and assassins of all kinds from all directions surged towards the Monster Mountain Range like a tidal wave.

"Sun Kang, if you know what's good for you, hand over the Yuan Stones now, and maybe we'll have the mercy to spare your life!" A group of well-trained assassins were hot on their heels, while Sun Kang recklessly ran deeper into the Demon Beast Forest.

Before long, these ruthless assassins successfully surrounded Wu Feilong. By this time, Wu Feilong was at his limit, but he still gritted his teeth and fought a desperate battle with the enemy.

Meanwhile, not far away, Wu Feilong was leisurely bathing in the cool water of a clear river. Suddenly, the sounds of fierce fighting reached his ears. Driven by intense curiosity, Wu Feilong instantly leaped into the air and sped towards the direction of the sound. When he arrived at the scene, the sight before him astonished him—a person who looked exactly like himself was being attacked by a group of assassins, and this person was covered in wounds, clearly seriously injured.

Wu Feilong dared not be careless and quickly used his unique Fiery Eyes skill to examine the person carefully. The result shocked him: the person who looked so much like him was actually Chun Shiniang in disguise!

"Devouring Worm, Roc, charge forward!" With Wu Feilong's angry shout, his capable henchmen immediately responded and rushed aggressively into the chaotic battlefield. Immediately afterward, Wu Feilong gripped the Devouring Yuan Sword tightly with both hands, swung it with all his might, and an incomparably sharp sword aura roared out, arriving beside Chun Shiniang in the blink of an eye.

"How...how could there be two Sun Kangs?" The assassins stared at the scene before them, their faces full of doubt and confusion.

"Shi Niang, why are you so foolish!" Wu Feilong looked at Chun Shi Niang with heartache, his eyes filled with anxiety and concern.