My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 771: Maybe You Should Change the Location, This Place Can't Hold Anymore

Chapter 771: Maybe You Should Change the Location, This Place Can't Hold Anymore

In the pitch-black space, as the void twisted, the body of the Giant Eyeball continuously condensed from powder, and then reappeared.

Voices sounded all around: “The Giant Hand died, and it seems you didn’t bring back the Mustard Seed Space.”

“The master of the Heavenly Mandate of the Broken Realm has outwitted me by one move, and the supreme being there, though not as strong as the Heavenly Emperor, is not far behind.

“If we invade the broken realm just through the cracks and cannot bring down a large number of forces, we cannot swallow that world.”

“But you should still have a way, otherwise, you wouldn’t be laying out Netherworld.”

What this statement refers to was using the power of the laws of heaven and earth in the Netherworld to disrupt the balance of life and death in the three realms.

Heaven’s Eye did not deny: “Although this journey to break through the broken realm failed, it was not without gains.”

“The Western Buddhists gathered the power of great aspirations back then and inexplicably disappeared after dividing and sealing our Dao bodies, leaving behind only a shattered void in the West.”

“And now it can be confirmed that they have sealed our Dao bodies in the extreme region, and they themselves were also sealed together.”

“Flame Lord guards the Extreme Abyss on behalf of the Heavenly Emperor, so it can be seen that the long-lost Heavenly Emperor is very likely also within the extreme region.”

A voice in the darkness said, “The Immortal Realm is no different from being under us. The rules of heaven and earth in the Netherworld are already in our control. Now, the only land left in the three realms is the broken realm.”

“Looking at the responses of those gods, Buddhas, and Heavenly Emperors, they seem to be planning something, placing their hopes on the broken realm.”

“That old monk, at the cost of abandoning the entire Buddhist realm, delayed us for thousands of years and even brought the Mustard Seed Space into the broken realm, which is probably also part of his plan.”

“Now, the Mustard Seed Space has been taken away from that sealed place, it seems that the old monk has entrusted it to another person with his remaining strength.”

“And this person is also someone I once observed, the one who controls the Primordial Qi.”

The huge body, with eyes opening on its chest, said in a deep voice, “In that case, devouring the one who possesses Primordial Qi can solve our problems, obtain Mustard Seed Space, and unlock the seal of Mount Sumeru, killing two birds with one stone.”

“If I remember correctly, you said that the strength of the one who controls Primordial Qi, according to the broken realms’ ranking, is nothing more than a third-stage, he is no different from ants.”

“That person has comprehended the Yin-Yang Dao, and during the trip to the Western Regions, by devouring the Dao of Gods and Demons, he has already reached the second-stage realm.”

“And, the master of Heavenly Mandate has always been sheltering him, concealing most of the secrets about him.”

“Plus, with the protection of many top existences in the broken realm, it is not easy to target him now,” Heavens Eye retorted.

“Do you mean we should give up on the broken realm?” Many voices in the darkness echoed in unison.

“It’s just a matter of postponing the order. Let’s start with Netherworld first.”

A voice questioned, “Back then, Netherworld Ghost Lord set up a boundary outside the Negate Bridge to block us. Now that Ghost Lord has been resurrected, coupled with that old guy, Ksitigarbha.”

“The difficulty of taking down the Netherworld is far greater than that of the broken realm.”

“Do you think that I’ve spent so much time disrupting the balance of life and death in the three realms just to cause trouble for the broken realm?”

With this statement, silence fell in the darkness.

“I see.”

Arriving at Heavenly City, after satisfying their hunger and thirst, Qin Feng checked the injuries of everyone.

Except for Commander Fu and Bai Wudi, who were still very weak, the rest of the people had basically recovered.

After being busy for a while, Qin Feng returned to his room, calming down to feel the changes after reaching the second-stage realm.

Seeing the pillar next to him, he extended his index finger and lightly touched it, and the solid pillar was easily pierced like tofu.

This time, he relied entirely on his physical body, without exerting any energy.

“The strength of my physical body has obviously improved several levels compared to before. Now, I’m probably able to contend with a fourth-stage Warrior in terms of strength, but if it’s someone specializing in refining the body, I might still be inferior. But for someone of my Literature Saint Dao Lineage, it’s already remarkable.”

Normally, when someone of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage improves their cultivation, while the physical body may be enhanced, it wouldn’t be to the extent of arm wrestling with a Warrior.

But because he had previously absorbed the Dragon Bead which nourished his flesh and blood, and furthermore he was tempered with the thunder and Yin-Yang Dao, he was able to achieve this result, which was a pleasant surprise.

“With my current physical strength, I shouldn’t be at a significant disadvantage in confrontations with both wives. Granny Liu’s ancestral secret recipe might not be necessary in the future,” Qin Feng said confidently.

He opened his palm, activated his Qi, and two streams of Qi, one black and one white, appeared from his palm with faint lightning arcs. In no time, they transformed into a Taiji fish, and the powerful airflow blew the candles in the room flickering, causing the curtains by the bed to flutter.

With his fingers drawing in the air, the red and green mixed thunderous Righteous Qi evolved into a white thunder formation.

At the peak of the aura, a white thunder far more powerful than before swept out with a deafening sound.

At this moment, the Taiji fish swiftly circulated and directly absorbed the white thunder, making it vanish!

Qin Feng observed this with contemplation.

This white thunder, after being merged with the Qi and thunder power of Chi and Bai Su, could at least severely injure a third-stage Warrior. Yet, it was effortlessly absorbed by this Taiji fish.

“Another means of defense against enemies in the future. If used properly, this move’s defensive power may even surpass the Heavenly Mirror.”

“But I wonder how effective it would be against a Second stage Warrior. However, this can only be considered as a preliminary understanding and application of the Yin-Yang Dao. After Chi Qi and Bai Su absorb the black and white aura, the Yin-Yang Path has already integrated into my body. I don’t know how to fully comprehend and develop it.”

Originally, he wanted to ask Senior Xuan Yi about it, but…

His spiritual consciousness glanced at the Heart Questioning Platform, after entering the Second stage realm and browsing through the scenes in the Listen To Rain Pavilion, Senior Xuan Yi turned into a ball of light without any response.

Qin Feng originally thought that Senior Xuan Yi was the saint of the human race, who saved this world from danger during the descent of Gods and Demons. However, various signs indicated that Senior Xuan Yi’s identity was not simple.

Firstly, Senior Xuan Yi’s extraordinary understanding of the Immortal Realm, even being able to teach him techniques like Divine Might.

Second, when he exterminated the Candle Dragon, at the critical moment, he called out the true name of the enemy and killed him.

Of course, the most crucial point was the scenes in the Listen To Rain Pavilion. Based on his past experiences, he could basically confirm that those scenes presented Senior Xuan Yi’s memories. But why did Senior Xuan Yi’s memories contain bits and pieces about the Immortal Realm, even spanning thousands of years?

The more he thought about it, the more puzzled Qin Feng became. However, one’s perspective on a problem was ultimately limited. After much thought, he finally made a decision.

“After returning, I can no longer hide Senior Xuan Yi’s existence. I have to talk to my teacher about it.”

After releasing his mental focus, exhaustion surged like a tide. There had been too much happening during this period, and he hadn’t really rested properly.

No longer pondering over these complicated matters, Qin Feng loosened his clothes and prepared to go to bed when a knocking sound came.

“Hmm, who would come at this late hour?” Curious, Qin Feng pushed open the door and was greeted by the enchanting Su Tianyue, with her nine fox tails swaying and a faint smile on her face.

She glanced at the partially undressed Qin Feng, then looked around the room, and then slightly stunned, her eyes showing a hint of surprise and sympathy?

“What’s with that look?” Qin Feng didn’t understand, following her gaze, and then he saw the small finger-sized hole in the pillar.

“No, Chief Tianyue, listen to me, I was just trying to test the strength of my physical body.”

Su Tianyue awkwardly and politely smiled, “The strength of your physical body is indeed impressive, it’s just the size…”

Su Tianyue, who had lived for thousands of years, knew a thing or two. Any further discussion on this topic would be impolite.

Feeling insulted, Qin Feng walked to the door frame and demonstrated again.

Su Tianyue suddenly realized, “Oh, it’s a finger.”

“What else did you think it was?”

“I also thought it was a finger.” Su Tianyue, as an old mistress, replied without batting an eyelid.

Qin Feng didn’t want to dwell too much on this topic, so he directly asked, “I was about to rest, Chief Tianyue, what brings you to me tonight?”

“You’re leaving tomorrow, but I haven’t properly thanked you for helping me enter the realm of transcendence. My coming here tonight is also to repay your kindness. You can make a request to me, and as long as I can do it, I won’t refuse.” Su Tianyue let out a soft breath and smiled.

Qin Feng looked strange, “Chief Tianyue, do you know what it means for a beauty like you to enter a man’s room late at night and say such things?”

Su Tianyue approached slowly, her nine fox tails gently swaying, a gust of wind blew, and the door closed on its own, making a thud sound.

“So, what does it mean?”

The atmosphere in the room fell into silence, as if you could hear a pin drop.

But not long after, this atmosphere was interrupted by a rude knocking.

Su Tianyue glanced at the door with a hint of displeasure in her eyes, but Qin Feng was startled.

In the dead of night, with a man and a woman alone together in a room, anyone would misunderstand, but if both wives saw this, the consequences would be unimaginable!

He pointed to the window, signaling Su Tianyue to leave quickly.

However, Su Tianyue smiled and asked, “If I leave like this, someone above the Third Stage will surely notice. Are you sure you want me to do this?”

I almost forgot about this. Qin Feng looked around and then glanced at the cupboard, a plan forming in his mind.

After a while, Qin Feng, who felt guilty, confirmed that the cupboard was securely closed before slowly opening the door.

Then a charming figure suddenly threw herself into his arms with great force!

Lowering his head, Qin Feng saw that the newcomer was none other than Pabluo, the daughter of the Asura King!

Qin Feng intended to ask her why she had come, but he noticed that Pabluo had many injuries on her body. “Are you hurt?”

“I wanted to take you back to the Eastern Domain, so I fought with your two wives. Since I couldn’t win, I ended up like this,” Pabluo said casually.

Hearing this, Qin Feng didn’t know how to react. In his eyes, Pabluo was just a young girl, but it seemed that the idea of continuing the powerful bloodline was deeply ingrained in the Asura Clan.

“Qin Feng, now that things here are settled, I’ll be returning to the Asura tribe with my father tomorrow. I want to take your bloodline back with me. As for marrying you, I’ll wait until I reach a higher realm and can defeat your two wives.”

What kind of words were these?

Qin Feng was dumbfounded. He knew that the Asura Clan was fierce, but he didn’t expect them to be this fierce!

Before he could say anything, Pabluo began tearing at his inner shirt, her face filled with eagerness.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already consulted with Ziyu Luo before coming here. She told me how to conceive offspring. As long as our skins touch and our minds are one, we can continue the powerful bloodline!”

Something felt off.

As Qin Feng tried to stop Pabluo, he asked, “Is Ziyu Luo still unmarried?”

“Huh? How did you know? Many in the clan pursue Ziyu Luo, but she hasn’t chosen anyone yet. She’s probably waiting for a more powerful spouse.”

There were too many loopholes. Qin Feng didn’t know what to say.

“Qin Feng, take your hands off quickly, we need to hurry, or your two wives will come over.”

“What did you say?!” His voice rose by a notch.

Just then, his instinctive sense of danger made Qin Feng notice that a familiar aura was approaching from outside—it was Cang Feilan!

With the aura of a second-grade cultivator emanating from him, Qin Feng lifted Pabluo and thought about how to get rid of this trouble.

As the footsteps grew nearer, Qin Feng, at his wits’ end, looked at the cupboard once again.

A fragrant aroma filled the air as Cang Feilan entered the room. She immediately saw Qin Feng sitting at the table, seemingly innocent, with his body blocking the cupboard.

“Husband, why is there so much sweat on your forehead?”

“Is there?” Qin Feng touched his forehead with his hand, feeling guilty. “It must be because the weather is too hot today.”

“Hot?” Cang Feilan glanced outside and frowned.

It was already autumn, and the night breeze was cool. How could it be hot?

At that moment, Qin Feng also noticed the medicinal soup in Cang Feilan’s hands. The familiar scent wafted through the air—it was the familiar formula, the familiar taste.

Qin Feng’s face stiffened. The purpose of Feilan’s late-night visit was already self-evident!

Noticing Qin Feng’s gaze, Cang Feilan’s ears turned slightly red as she calmly said, “You’ve just reached the Second Stage and need to stabilize your cultivation. You should drink more nourishing soup. I specially made this soup for you.”

‘Is this soup for me? Or is it for yourself!’

And if things continue like this, won’t it turn into a live broadcast?

Qin Feng discreetly glanced at the cupboard, then subtly indicated that he had just advanced and his body was tired, so vigorous activity was not advisable.

“No worries, you can just lie down,” Cang Feilan said confidently.

So assertive?

“Did Jianli, did Jianli know you’re here?” Qin Feng hurriedly asked.

Cang Feilan instinctively looked away. She had already agreed with Jianli that they wouldn’t be intimate for a while due to Qin Feng’s fatigue. But right after Jianli left from the fight with Pabluo, she made the soup and came here.

“Sister Jianli naturally knows. Stop talking and drink the soup quickly,” Cang Feilan said.

Just as she finished speaking, light footsteps could be heard outside.

Cang Feilan trembled slightly. After spending so much time with Jianli, how could she not recognize her aura? If Sister Jianli saw her here, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

No, she had to find a place to hide. Cang Feilan was certain. After setting down the soup, she quickly scanned the surroundings and locked her gaze on the cupboard.

With a swift movement, Cang Feilan reached the outside of the cupboard.

“Wife, no!” Qin Feng exclaimed, but it was too late.

The cupboard opened, and the three of them stared at each other.

“Maybe you should find another place, it’s getting crowded here,” Pabluo suggested kindly.