Chapter 94

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Amidst the cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of the promise written there.

Deep in the clouds, a treasure ship was flying, with mountains and rivers below, people as small as ants, cities and roads, and buildings as small as fingernails, all the world's prosperity and the myriad dust of life were in full view.

At this speed, it would take only a few days to return to Songyan City.

Chen Xi sat cross-legged at the bow of the ship, carefully pondering the Yanfeng Liuguang Sword Formation diagram.

After comprehending a complete path of wind, Chen Xi's insight had become incredibly sharp. To him, the Yanfeng Liuguang Sword Formation was like a custom-made suit, incredibly fast like a gust of wind, sharp and fierce like a flowing light, deeply understanding the three essentials of speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

After a moment, Chen Xi took out eight Xuanming Flying Swords from his storage ring. Unlike ordinary flying swords, the Xuanming Flying Swords were three feet long, with a body as cold as a pool of water, and could also be held in hand for combat.

Sss! Sss!

Chen Xi circulated his true essence, pricked his fingertip, and drew mystical runes on the Xuanming Flying Swords with his own blood.

To cultivate the Yanfeng Liuguang Sword Formation, one must first draw the mysterious Yanfeng and Liuguang runes on the flying swords, creating a unique connection between them, like breathing in unison. This step is also called setting up the array pattern, and without the array pattern, it cannot be called a sword formation.

With Chen Xi's experience in rune-making, drawing these two runes was a natural process.

However, to his surprise, when the Yanfeng and Liuguang runes were completed, a mysterious force seemed to instantly draw a large amount of his blood!

Huff!

After drawing all the runes on the eight Xuanming Flying Swords, Chen Xi's face was pale, and his mind was exhausted, as if he had just fought a fierce battle.

"If my physical body were not strong enough and my blood qi not boiling, I probably couldn't even complete the step of setting up the array pattern. If the second level of the sword formation requires setting up the array pattern on fifty-six flying swords, I wonder how much of my blood it would consume..."

Chen Xi sighed, then turned his gaze to the eight Xuanming Flying Swords.

"Set the formation!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

The eight Xuanming Flying Swords immediately floated around Chen Xi's body, emitting a cold and sharp sword aura. These flying swords, like a school of intelligent fish, gathered, dispersed, crossed, and lined up under Chen Xi's mental control, lively and responsive, as if they had become a part of his body.

"Something seems a bit off?"

Chen Xi pondered, suddenly remembering that array formations could communicate with the power of heaven and earth, and the same applied to sword formations, which needed to connect with heaven and earth, transforming their power into one's own...

After a moment.

Chen Xi raised his head, his eyes clear and bright like stars. With a thought, the eight Xuanming Flying Swords around him suddenly sang in unison, as if a new layer of invisible resonance had been added between them, like breathing, coalescing into a single entity, both integrated and independent, with a faint, indescribable ethereal charm.

Buzz!

The eight flying swords suddenly emitted a misty sword glow, sharp as needles, flickering and darting around Chen Xi's body. Though only eight flying swords, they exuded an overwhelming aura, like a seasoned and ruthless army, making one's heart tremble, and even the surrounding void was cut by the sharp sword glow, emitting a buzzing sound.

"Unfortunately, this is inside the treasure ship, so I can't test its power. However, according to the Yanfeng Liuguang Sword Formation diagram, the first level of the sword formation is enough to kill ordinary Huangting Realm cultivators!"

A satisfied look appeared on Chen Xi's face. He thought to himself, "The Yanfeng Liuguang Sword Formation can only be used by Huangting Realm cultivators, and I am only at the Zifu Fifth Star Realm. In that case, my combat power should not be inferior to that of a Huangting Realm cultivator..."

However, Chen Xi also knew that Zifu and Huangting were two major realms. If he encountered some monstrous Huangting or even Zifu Realm cultivators, he would not dare to be the least bit careless. There were too many cases of cultivators failing in unexpected ways.

Whoosh!

The treasure ship flew through the sky, and several days passed in a flash.

On this evening, Chen Xi had just awakened from meditation and looked up to see a vast, undulating mountain range stretching as far as the eye could see.

In front of the mountain range, a city appeared, shaped like a tortoise shell, built against the mountain, covering a vast area of ten thousand miles. However, compared to the bustling and prosperous Lanhai City, it was tiny.

Songyan City!

Chen Xi stood up and gazed into the distance. This was the first time he saw the full view of Songyan City. From the high sky, the entire city was clearly visible.

The City Lord's Mansion, the Academy District, the Commoner District... Seeing these familiar sights, Chen Xi suddenly felt a sense of being in a different world.

It had only been a year, but it felt like he had been away for decades.

Senior Ji Yu once said that after cultivators laid the foundation of the Dao and began to comprehend the Heavenly Dao, they could vaguely sense some auspicious or ominous signs, mysterious and inexplicable, yet extremely accurate. Could he have sensed something?

A sudden sense of frustration rose in Chen Xi's heart, inexplicable, coming and going quickly. When he tried to focus on it, it was gone, leaving his mind empty as if nothing had happened.

"Ha, I'm almost home. What's wrong with me? Am I becoming more anxious the closer I get?"

Shaking his head, Chen Xi took a deep breath, put away the treasure ship, and rushed toward the city gate.

Walking through the city gate, seeing the familiar streets and smelling the familiar air, Chen Xi's tense heart did not relax but became even tighter, his thoughts inexplicably becoming restless.

He did not stop, heading straight for home.

It seemed like some vague intuition was driving him to do so.

His steps were swift, his figure like the wind. The closer he got to home, the more his heart pounded, like a drumbeat, thumping, thumping, thumping, making him feel uneasy.

Whoosh!

Chen Xi stopped, his eyes widening in disbelief at what he saw.

The Commoner District was divided into four large sections, each covering a thousand miles, inhabited by the poor of Songyan City. Chen Xi's home was in one of these sections.

It was evening, and at this time, people who had worked hard all day would usually return home early, tired, gather in small groups to chat and gossip, call their wives to do laundry and cook, and children would play around naked, while young men and women would whisper to each other...

But now, this vast area of a thousand miles was devoid of houses, people, sounds, and the familiar atmosphere of the past decade. Everywhere were collapsed ruins, exposed white bones, cawing crows, and wild dogs gnawing on corpses...

Ruin!

His home was in ruins!

Chen Xi felt a darkness descend, a pain welling up in his heart, a pain so intense that he clutched his chest, wanting to scream but unable to make a sound.

What happened?

What on earth happened!

Chen Xi could not believe what he was seeing. The intense pain and endless anger washed over him, leaving his mind blank.

He moved like a zombie, his legs heavy as lead, each step toward his familiar home, the place of his childhood and youth, was so heavy, each step like stepping into an abyss.

Home was Chen Xi's haven, a place where he listened to his grandfather's teachings, cared for his younger brother, and found warmth and comfort, no matter how tired he was. Seeing his grandfather and brother waiting for him at home made all the humiliation and ridicule he endured daily seem insignificant.

Home was the one place in Chen Xi's heart that could never be erased, a last remaining warmth.

Because of this home, he had taken on everything early, enduring insults and humiliation, even the breaking of his engagement, all to support his family and the Chen clan. He worked tirelessly every day to protect this home, and now...

Not only was his home destroyed, but the entire neighborhood, a vast area of a thousand miles, had become a wasteland, with countless dead, bones scattered on the streets, like a chaotic cemetery, a bloody hell.

"Have you heard? This was the Li family's doing, to eliminate the remnants of the Chen family."

"Shh, keep it down. No one in Songyan City dares to discuss this topic now. The Li family has said that anyone associated with Chen Xi, even neighbors, will be left without a burial place. Look, the ten thousand people in this thousand-mile area have all become corpses and bones because of Chen Xi."

"Ah, really? The Zhang family's general store was destroyed because the owner, Zhang Dayong, had been doing business with Chen Xi for years. What about the Qingxi Tavern? I heard everyone in the building died in a fire."

"You don't know? Chen Xi once worked as a spirit chef apprentice at the Qingxi Tavern. The Li family wouldn't let it stand."

...

A faint conversation reached Chen Xi's ears. In the distance, two iron-armored guards from the City Lord's Mansion were bent over, clearing the corpses from the ruins.

Because of me...

Struck by lightning, his body trembled uncontrollably, his face growing colder, a spark of fire igniting in his dead eyes, growing into a raging flame, fierce enough to melt the heavens and earth.

"Li family, Li family..."

Muttering like a low wind, Chen Xi's aura was filled with killing intent. The boundless bloodthirsty aura he had accumulated through countless killings in the Southern Barbarian Netherworld and the Southern Barbarian Mountains was released without restraint!

At this moment, he was like a dead spirit emerging from a bloody swamp, cold, ruthless, and filled with murderous intent!

He knelt down, bowed three times toward his home, stood up, and left, never looking back.

In his heart, there was only one pure, simple, and direct thought—kill!

"Whoosh, it's so cold!"

"What's the weather changing?"

The guards from the City Lord's Mansion, clearing the corpses in the ruins, shivered as if hit by a bone-chilling cold, looked up in confusion, but saw nothing.

No one noticed that several crows on the ground had died, their blood congealed, eyes wide open, but without a single wound on their bodies.

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