The atmosphere was oppressive.
Huang Qianjun was well aware that his decision would determine the outcome of this matter.
Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said, "Su Ge, it was only because of your influence that I was able to force Qin Feng to kneel and apologize. If we were to kill him now, he wouldn't be satisfied, and I wouldn't feel at ease either."
With that, he bowed to Su Yi and said, "Su Ge, I want to personally settle this grudge in the future and make him submit to his death!"
Su Yi sheathed his sword and replied, "At least you have some dignity."
Having said that, he turned and walked away.
Throughout the entire ordeal, he never once glanced at Qin Feng, who was kneeling there in terror like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
"Qin Feng, I know your temperament. If you manage to survive and choose to seek revenge recklessly, I advise you against it. Once you do that, you'll be harming your father. Whether you listen or not, it's up to you to weigh the consequences."
With these words, Huang Qianjun left as well.
Qin Feng felt a great burden lifted from his shoulders and squatted down.
His cheeks were swollen and his hair was disheveled, making him look particularly miserable. In his eyes, there was fear, boundless resentment, and hatred.
...
That night, news of the bloody incident that took place in the Refining Workshop spread, causing a stir in Yunhe County City.
After all, Qin Feng was the son of County Governor Qin Wenyuan. His entire retinue of guards had been killed, and he himself had been forced to kneel and beg for mercy. It was a direct slap to the face of County Governor Qin Wenyuan!
Who wouldn't be surprised by such a thing?
Anyone who learned of the news was speculating about the identities of Su Yi and Huang Qianjun, wanting to know who they were and why they didn't even care about the County Governor's Mansion.
Unfortunately, both Su Yi and Huang Qianjun were young men who had only arrived in Yunhe County a few days ago, so it was almost impossible for outsiders to know their identities.
...
On their way back to the humble residence.
Su Yi was relaxed and at ease, enjoying the lights along the way.
Huang Qianjun, on the other hand, was somewhat uneasy. After a long while, he couldn't hold back any longer and whispered, "Su Ge, I have caused trouble for you this time."
His voice was filled with shame.
"It's a minor matter."
Su Yi casually remarked, "Of course, if this incident can give you some enlightenment and make you realize the importance of cultivation and power, then it's worth it."
Huang Qianjun quickly said, "Su Ge, rest assured, from now on, I will redouble my efforts in cultivation and never disappoint you again!"
"Your cultivation is your own business, no need to promise me anything," Su Yi said thoughtfully. "Tonight's incident will inevitably cause many hidden dangers. With your limited strength, you may not be able to stop them. But you don't need to worry. If Qin Wenyuan dares to seek revenge, I will bear the responsibility."
Huang Qianjun was shaken in his heart, filled with guilt and gratitude.
He knew very well that after tonight's events, his uncle, Qin Wenyuan, would be furious and would not let the matter rest.
At that time, not only he, Huang Qianjun, but also his aunt who served as a concubine to Qin Wenyuan, as well as the Huang family behind him, would all face immeasurable consequences.
This was his biggest concern.
However, Huang Qianjun didn't expect Su Yi to see through his inner worries and explicitly state that he would bear the responsibility!
It was as if all the calamities were being shouldered by Su Yi alone!
How could Huang Qianjun not be moved by this?
"Su Ge, I won't say anything else. From now on, my life belongs to you. Even if you ask me to die right now, I won't frown!" Huang Qianjun's voice was hoarse and his eyes were reddened. He was so excited that his voice choked.
"Just a trivial matter, is it worth it for you?" Su Yi shook his head.
But thinking about it, it made sense. Faced with a prominent figure like the County Governor of Yunhe County, Huang Qianjun and the Huang family behind him were indeed too weak.
Once they faced the consequences, they would undoubtedly be unable to withstand such a blow.
"Since you're by my side, I won't let anyone bully you. In the future, you will understand that not just a mere county governor, but all the forces and powers in this mundane world are nothing more than chickens and dogs in my eyes," Su Yi casually said as if it were a trivial matter.
Huang Qianjun's expression was stunned.
He couldn't imagine what kind of confidence Su Yi had to display such a contemptuous attitude with such ease.
At the humble residence.
Feng Xiaofeng and Feng Xiaoran were still awake, waiting all this time.
The night breeze gently rustled the flowers and trees in the courtyard, creating a melodious sound. Occasionally, the sound of insects chirping added to the tranquility. The lanterns under the eaves illuminated the night, casting a warm glow.
When Su Yi walked into the courtyard and saw this scene, he inexplicably felt a sense of warmth in his heart.
"Su Yi gege, you're back!"
Feng Xiaoran rushed forward, her smile sweet.
Su Yi ruffled the little girl's head and smiled, "It's late, go rest."
"Okay! Su Yi gege, you should rest early too."
Feng Xiaoran obediently nodded and returned to her room.
"Feng Shidi, you don't have to wait so long in the future," Su Yi approached and said.
"Alright," Feng Xiaofeng smiled and agreed.
After thinking for a moment, Su Yi added, "The day after tomorrow night, I will settle the grudges we had back when we were in Qinghe Sword Mansion. Remember to warm a pot of wine for that time, and we'll have a drink together when I return."
Feng Xiaofeng's whole body trembled, about to say something, but Su Yi had already left and entered his room.
"That's right, with Su Shidi's current strength, there's no need to endure and wait anymore..." Feng Xiaofeng muttered to himself.
He remembered the scenes from that day in the Mountain and River Hall on the ninth floor of Fengyuan Pavilion.
He also remembered the image of Wu Tianhao kneeling in the courtyard today, looking like a frightened dog.
"Feng Big Brother, let me push you back to your room," Huang Qianjun approached, smiling as he pushed the wheelchair.
"Huang Brother, it seems like you have something on your mind?" Feng Xiaofeng suddenly asked.
"Do I?" Huang Qianjun was taken aback.
"No matter what happens, remember to tell Su Shixiong. Don't shoulder it alone. Back in Qinghe Sword Mansion, if it weren't for me and Su Shixiong always advancing and retreating together, we would have been bullied to death by those scoundrels long ago."
Feng Xiaofeng's eyes carried a hint of emotion. "Although Su Shixiong is completely different now, I know that anyone he recognizes will be treated like a brother. If you have difficulties and don't tell him, he will actually be angry, understand?"
Huang Qianjun's nose tingled, nodding, "Feng Big Brother, I understand."
It wasn't until he had sent Feng Xiaofeng into his room that Huang Qianjun finally tried to calm his emotions and returned to his own room.
Lying in bed, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
The events of tonight had a great impact on him. Just the thought that it even caused a slight displeasure in Su Yi made him feel remorseful and guilty.
"In the future, I can't be like this again!"
Huang Qianjun made a firm determination in his heart.
"Are you asleep?"
Suddenly, Su Yi's voice echoed outside the room.
Huang Qianjun shivered and quickly got up to open the door. He said, "Su ge, is there something you need?"
"Take this," Su Yi handed over a thick stack of paper and then turned around to leave.
Huang Qianjun was taken aback and hesitated to speak.
Because Su Yi had already confidently returned to his own room.
"What is this?" Huang Qianjun returned to his room and sat at the desk, flipping through the papers.
After a moment, he was left dumbfounded.
On the thick stack of papers, the ink was still fresh, obviously just written.
It recorded a cultivation technique called "Great Star Element Art," with detailed explanations and annotations from Su Yi for each profound technique.
Although the Great Star Element Art only recorded the cultivation secrets of the four realms of martial arts, it already left Huang Qianjun in awe.
He couldn't imagine how such profound techniques could exist in this world!
Purely based on intuition, he could determine that this was an extraordinary and top-tier inheritance technique!
Compared to that, the heritage martial arts of their Huang family were simply too crude and shallow.
It was only at this moment that Huang Qianjun realized why Su Yi, under his plain appearance, had such arrogance in his bones!
This was due to his absolute foundation and strength!
Huang Qianjun sat there blankly, his lips trembling slightly, his thoughts fluctuating. Under the dim yellow lamp, his eyes gradually became moist, blurring his vision.
...
In another room.
Su Yi carefully examined the spiritual sword in his hand.
After a while, a hint of satisfaction appeared on his lips.
Finally, he had a handy sword.
During this sword refining process, he had used up most of his spiritual materials. Just the Qinglin Cold Iron alone had consumed a tremendous eight jin.
And at the final stage of sword refining, he even used his own essence blood to engrave a cryptic and mysterious command on the blade.
This command was named "Cai Xuan," meaning to gather the profound mysteries of heaven and earth and control them.
This is a kind of refining command in the Daoist tradition. Engraving it on a sword imparts a unique attribute to the sword.
For example, with the "Cai Xuan" command, when the sword is unsheathed, it can harness and utilize the power of all things in heaven and earth.
And even when the sword is sheathed, the spiritual sword can constantly draw and nurture the elusive and profound aura floating between heaven and earth, guided by the "Cai Xuan" command.
It is truly mysterious and profound.
It is worth mentioning that these commands are written using talismans, and they come in various forms, such as for alchemy, refining tools, combat, divination, flight... each with different commands that can be utilized.
In the eyes of the Daoist tradition, these commands are called "Shou Lu."
In the eyes of the Buddhist tradition, they are called "Fa Zhi."
In the eyes of the Confucian tradition, they are called "Chi Yu."
And in the eyes of demonic cultivators, they are regarded as "Mysterious Spells."
Regardless of the name, they can all be collectively referred to as commands and are written using the cryptic and mysterious art of talismans.
"This sword can command the power of the profound mysteries of heaven and earth. Let's call it 'Yu Xuan,'" Su Yi murmured softly as he gently stroked the sword's blade.
Clang!
The Yu Xuan sword emitted a shallow and clear resonance, full of spirituality.
This was a true spiritual weapon, completely different from the Dust Blade that only possessed a trace of spirituality. The difference in power was like heaven and earth.
With the addition of the Cai Xuan command, the Yu Xuan sword was completely distinguished from ordinary spiritual weapons.
Su Yi placed the Yu Xuan sword into the bamboo staff without wasting any time and began his cultivation.
As for the Dust Blade, he did not discard it but instead concealed it within the Ink Jade Pendant.
This sword was the first sword he had personally forged since his reincarnation. Although it was of ordinary quality, it held a different meaning.
"I enter the mortal realm, sharpening my heart like a blade!"
This marked the beginning of Su Yi's sword path in this lifetime. When he reaches the pinnacle of the Peerless Sword Dao in the future, this sword will undoubtedly possess irreplaceable significance under the name of Su Yi!
In the same night.
At the Prefectural Governor's residence.
Qin Feng, who was filled with resentment and anxiety like a panicked dog, entered his father Qin Wenyuan's study.