My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 177: Ashes Like Snow

Chapter 177: Ashes Like Snow

In the southern territory of The Great Qian Dynasty, there lies the Zhang’e Mountain.

With a piercing wail, a streak of fire shot straight into the sky, as if attempting to cleave through the night.

It was a bird of fire with a shape resembling a crane, having only one leg. Its cyan feathers bore red patterns, and it possessed a white beak.

At this moment, a prominent claw mark marred its body, and cyan blood dripped down, turning into flames in midair.

Hovering high above, it emitted an angry cry towards the mountain.

Flapping its wings, flames engulfed, and the space twisted like a vortex.

Roar!

In the mountain forest, another roar echoed.

A beast stood atop the mountain, resembling a red leopard with five tails and one horn.

Its right paw fiercely struck the rocks.

With a resounding boom, the mountain collapsed, and the beast leaped into the sky, pouncing toward the firebird.

However, the latter effortlessly evaded with a flap of its wings.

Just then, a golden light streaked across the sky, directly piercing the head of the firebird!

The remains fell, instantly transforming into a sea of fire, surging across the mountains for miles, turning flora into ashes that fell like snow.

The firebird’s dying resentment turned into a wail, echoing in the sea of fire.

Seeing this, the beast lunged towards the firebird’s head.

Yet, as it approached the head at arm’s length, numerous golden chains shot out from the raging flames, tightly entwining the beast.

The firebird’s head fell into the sea of fire.

The beast roared thunderously, struggling desperately.

The golden chains emitted a grating sound, and cracks spread rapidly.

A voice suddenly sounded, “Quickly retrieve Bi Fang’s head; these chains won’t trap that beasts for much longer.”

Several shadows swiftly moved toward the falling head.

However, upon reaching the location, they searched in all directions, finding nothing but the enduring flames.

“Where is Bi Fang’s head?”

Someone suddenly discovered something, looking at a trace on the ground.

“Someone has been here.”

There were two thick footprints, and the owner of the footprints was obviously carrying something heavy.

Behind the footprints, there are rectangular indentations left behind by something unknown.

“What do you think?”

“The person who came here is carrying a heavy load and has a treasure that can hold Bifang’s head. The answer is obvious, isn’t it?”

“It’s a coffin from the Tomb Family.”

“Bi Fang’s head is crucial; he couldn’t have gone far carrying such a heavy load. Chase after him!”

Several miles away, a figure in black robes swiftly moved through the sea of fire carrying a heavy coffin.

In the high sky behind him, several figures had already arrived.

“I’m dead now. I knew I shouldn’t make a bet with the old man. Isn’t this mission going to cost me my life?” Under the black robe, a man’s complaining voice was heard.

As the words fell, one of the pursuers suddenly attacked, and a massive black coffin descended from the sky.

The man in the black robe carrying the coffin sensed danger and abruptly slapped the coffin behind him.

On the surface of the pitch-black coffin, blue light patterns flowed, and the illusory shadow of a giant water snake manifested, blocking the black coffin for a moment.

Seizing this opportunity, the man evaded the attack of the black coffin.

However, one crisis followed another, and several pursuers simultaneously attacked. The powerful aura surged, leaving no room for evasion.

At this critical moment, time seemed to freeze.

The void rippled like water, and a white deer with colorful antlers shrouded in a sacred aura slowly stepped out.

It glanced at the people in the sky and then lowered its head to look at the man carrying the black coffin.

Although it didn’t open its mouth, the voice directly entered the man’s mind.

“Bi Fang’s resentment before death is overwhelming. The ashes’ fire poison will spread across the land, causing widespread suffering.

Even your family’s soul-controlling coffin cannot  melt its head and dissolve his resentment in a short period of time.

Go south.

Head to Jinyang City in the south, where someone can cure the fire poison and block Bi Fang’s resentment.

I will conceal your aura for three days.

Remember, be quick. Bi Fang’s head must not fall into the hands of others.”

The man in the black robe looked shocked, he nodded stiffly, and then his body was enveloped in holy white light and disappeared on the spot.

The white stag glanced at the continuous sea of flames, where countless beings had perished.

Its eyes revealed sorrow, and it stepped back into the void.

Time began to flow once again.

Boom!

A powerful attack descended, but the figure carrying the coffin was nowhere to be seen.

“What’s going on?”

“This kind of method…”

“Let’s go back and report.”

Three days later.

Qin Feng sat in his house, examining the Five Thunder Visualization Diagram in his hand.

He had entered the eighth rank of the Literary Saint a few days ago and naturally needed to prepare to enter the seventh rank of the Righteous Qi Realm.

“The so-called Seventh Rank Righteous Qi Realm requires the Literature Qi to circulate throughout the body, constantly condensing and transforming into Righteous Qi.”

“After stepping in, one can become impervious to all poisons.”

Qin Feng rubbed his chin, gazing at the Five Thunder Visualization Diagram lost in thought.

Although the book mentioned that after obtaining the Visualization Diagram, one could integrate it into the Divine Sea, then his spiritual consciousness can sit in meditation at the Heart Questioning Platform, and in a short time transform Literature Qi into Righteous Qi.

But there is no explanation on how to operate it.

“I’ve been staring at this Five Thunder Visualization Diagram for three days, but I haven’t felt that immersive sensation. What’s going on?”

Qin Feng was puzzled and distressed.

Obviously when I opened this visualization chart for the first time, it was not like this.

He remembered what Brother Ya’an had said, if the Visualization Diagram did not match the temperament of the Literature Saints, then even if you have the Visualization Diagram, you will not be able to use it.

“Is it because the Five Thunder Visualization Diagram is not suitable for me?

It’s all that old guy’s fault.

I’ve asked him about this issue for three days, and every time he brushes me off with the excuse that the time has not come.

These days, I’ve served him tea, massaged his shoulders and legs, worked hard, but haven’t gained any benefits. What a loss!”

Qin Feng sighed incessantly.

Suddenly, Qing’er’s excited voice came from outside: “Wow, it’s snowing!”

“Snow?” Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, put away the Five Thunder Visualization Diagram, and eagerly pushed open the door.

There was no way a child from the south could resist the allure of snow, especially since this was the first snow he encountered in this world.

However, he wondered if this snowfall was later than usual.

In the corridor, besides Qing’er, many servants and maids were looking up at the falling snowflakes.

Qin Feng also looked up at the sky, showing a puzzled expression.

The snowflakes didn’t look as pure as he remembered; instead, they were grayish and unclear.

It shouldn’t be like this. How could there be such severe pollution in this era, turning the snow gray?

Curious, Qin Feng reached out and caught a snowflake.

To his surprise, it wasn’t cold as expected but carried a hint of warmth.

“This isn’t snow!”

Qin Feng widened his eyes, lightly pinching the snowflake, which instantly turned into dust.

“This is… ash? Ash that looks like snow?”

Just when he was surprised, there was a continuous banging sound in his ears.

Turning his head, he saw the servants and maids who had touched the ash snow collapsing.

The others looked surprised, not knowing what had happened.

There’s something wrong with this snow!

Qin Feng instantly understood and shouted, “Don’t touch this snow!”