King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 92: Chapter 68: Deadly Interception on the Way Back: Divine Water Palace’s Terrifying Trap (Part 2)

The sunshine filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting tiny golden spots that fell on them, adding a romantic atmosphere. Gong Simeng’s heartbeat quickened, the blush on her cheeks deepening. She tightly pressed against Shi Feiyang’s chest, truly feeling his strong arms and warm breath, filling her heart with an unprecedented sense of security.

She occasionally tilted her head slightly, gazing affectionately at Shi Feiyang, who would in turn lower his head to gaze at her at the right moment, his eyes shining with tender and lingering light, wanting to engrave this moment deeply in his heart, to remember it forever.

They stopped on a soft grassy spot by the stream, the water flowing gently, as if playing a soft movement of music.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows of the two on their bodies.

The reeds by the stream swayed gently in the breeze, as if blessing this sweet moment for the lovers.

The surrounding trees cast dappled shadows, interwoven with the golden sunlight, creating a dreamy ambiance.

Gong Simeng absentmindedly played with the grass beside her and said softly, ”Brother Shi, following you through these days of adventures, though dangerous, I’ve never felt so at peace.”

She slightly lifted her gaze, her eyes carrying a hint of shyness and expectation, looking at Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang turned his head, eyes full of gentleness, ”Si Meng, with you by my side, I’m not afraid of any danger. This time to Eagle Beak Rock, I will return safely, and in the days to come, I want to spend them with you.” He paused, gently holding Gong Simeng’s hand, ”No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I will not let any harm come to you.”

A butterfly danced gracefully around them, also drawn in by the beautiful atmosphere.

Gong Simeng’s cheeks flushed instantly, and she did not withdraw her hand, instead gently holding Shi Feiyang’s hand, her voice slightly trembling, ”Brother Shi, I trust you. But on this trip, I really worry about you, Liu Yanran is so treacherous, I’m afraid...” Her eyes flickered with a hint of worry, biting her lip. The buzzing of insects around seemed to soften at this moment, as if to soothe Gong Simeng’s unease.

Shi Feiyang gently patted her hand, comforting her, ”Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. Rest assured, I won’t act rashly, I still want to show you all the beautiful sceneries in the world, walking with you through every spring, summer, autumn, and winter.” His eyes were firm and passionate, making an eternal promise to Gong Simeng.

Gong Simeng nodded slightly, a sweet smile on her lips, ”Alright, I’ll wait for you. After this matter is settled, we will go see the misty rain of Jiangnan and the snowy landscapes of the Northern Border together.” She leaned on Shi Feiyang’s shoulder, her face radiating happiness, at this moment, only the warmth of each other’s company remained.

Afterward, their laughter echoed in the wind, intertwining with the crisp sound of horses’ hooves into a captivating and beautiful symphony, resonating in this vast and boundless world for a long time.

The heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association galloped their horses, the sounds of hoofbeats echoing in the silent forest, like dense and powerful drumbeats.

Upon reaching near Snow Eagle Castle, everyone suddenly pulled their reins tightly, the horses’ front hooves rose high, issuing a series of neighs.

Their eyes were tightly drawn to the scene in front of them, only to see the ruins of Snow Eagle Castle quietly submerged in a massive abyss, everyone involuntarily gasped, their faces full of shock and disbelief.

The air around them was filled with the scent of dust, as if it were the lingering melancholy left by Snow Eagle Castle’s collapse.

However, Shi Feiyang had already known in his heart about this matter. His eyes showed calm and serenity, because he knew the gold mine beneath Snow Eagle Castle had been moved by the two maids of the Sunflower Saintess—Lark and Bi Yan’Er—, and the collapse of Snow Eagle Castle was naturally inevitable.

Everyone nimbly dismounted, tying their horses to nearby trees. Shi Feiyang looked up at Eagle Beak Rock, instructing the heroes to climb first while he took out a Golden Needle, the needle glinting with a chilling light under the sunlight.

He stood behind everyone, guarding against any sudden attacks from the villains of Divine Water Palace during their climb. At this time, a few solitary birds flew across the sky, uttering shrill cries, adding a sense of killing to the tense atmosphere.

Gong Simeng’s figure was graceful and lively, like a nimble and playful deer, or a feather lightly falling, deftly weaving between the rocks. Her every movement was smooth and natural, full of grace.

Though others were not as agile and swift as her, they still displayed their own divine powers.

Xiang Kun swiftly climbed using his vigorous and strong body; Liao Pei cleverly used the iron crutch in his hand, borrowing strength to progress steadily upward; Wu Zhong and Xiao Lingling cooperated with tacit understanding, advancing steadily step by step.

They successfully reached the top of Eagle Beak Rock. Standing high, overlooking the valley below, they saw mist lingering, like an Immortal Realm on earth.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing with it the unique fresh air of the mountain forest, mixed with the fragrance of grass and wildflowers, gently lingering at the tip of everyone’s nose. The rocks beneath their feet were slightly warmed by the sunlight, yet exuded a slight coolness, complementing the warm and gentle cool breeze. The distant mountains stretched endlessly, faintly visible under the shroud of mist, like a delicate ink painting, adding endless poetry to this world.

Gong Simeng gently lifted her head, letting the gentle wind freely tousle her hair, her lips unwittingly curling into a sweet and moving smile, like the most glamorous flower in spring. She softly suggested, ”This place is exceptionally beautiful, resembling a paradise, why don’t we rest here for a while, waiting for Grand Squad Leader Shi’s arrival.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, each finding a flat rock to sit on.

Wu Zhong sat down casually on the ground, his hands steadily supporting his body from behind, face filled with a relaxed and comfortable expression, his gaze occasionally cast at the endless mountain ranges in the distance. Those mountains, under the shroud of mist, were faintly visible, like a delicate and ethereal ink painting.

Xiao Lingling sat elegantly and dignifiedly beside him, legs together, her hands gently placed on her knees. Her eyes revealed a hint of curiosity and exploration, meticulously observing the surrounding scenery, occasionally reaching up to gently tidy the hair tousled by the wind.

Xiang Kun found a protruding rock, leaning against it, carefully taking out his cherished iron flute from his arms, lightly placing it on his lips, slowly playing. The melodious and winding flute music slowly flowed in the air, the notes like lively and playful elves, happily dancing around everyone. The flute music, sometimes cheerful and jumping, full of vitality; sometimes gentle and melodious, as if slowly narrating an ancient and mysterious story. The flowers and grass around gently swayed with the flute music, dancing to this wonderful music.

Liao Pei sat cross-legged, hands on his knees, eyes closed in concentration. His expression was serene and calm, seemingly immersed in his inner world, thoroughly enjoying this brief and rare tranquility. His breathing was steady and even, perfectly blending with the surrounding natural atmosphere.

While waiting for Shi Feiyang, the conversations among the people rose and fell, continuous and unceasing.

Wu Zhong was the first to speak, his voice loud and hearty, ”This time, having gone through so many things with Grand Squad Leader Shi, I am truly and completely convinced. His exceptional wisdom and courage are incomparable to ordinary people.”

Xiao Lingling gently nodded, sincerely agreeing, ”Indeed, Grand Squad Leader Shi is not only incredibly skilled and unparalleled but also has a heart for the world, and great aspirations. Following him, I firmly believe our Heroic Sakura Association will certainly achieve great accomplishments.”

Xiang Kun put down the iron flute in his hand, a gentle smile on his face, and said, ”In my view, Grand Squad Leader Shi acts decisively and resolutely, yet he carries a heart of benevolence. In the complex Jianghu to come, we are sure to carve out a vast and boundless world.”

Liao Pei opened his eyes, his gaze firm and sincere, expressing, ”Joining the Heroic Sakura Association is indeed a great honor for me. In the future, I will spare no effort, dedicating myself to the service of the Heroic Sakura Association.”

Their conversation voices leisurely echoed in the serene mountains, intertwining with the sound of the wind and the flute into a harmonious and beautiful picture.

In this picturesque and poetic scenery, everyone not only enjoyed the short rest period to the fullest but also enthusiastically discussed the grand blueprint for the future.