Chu Feng’s Fire Control Ability is absolutely first-rate.
A tiny line formed by the Nine Yang Strange Fire crisscrossed in mid-air to create a silent fire net, casting down directly over one of them.
By the time they noticed, it was already too late.
The fire net landed on the head of the man with the goatee, instantly enveloping his head.
This person screamed in agony, trying to extinguish the fierce flames on his head and face with his hands. Unfortunately, this was no ordinary flame, it was the Nine Yang Strange Fire.
This time, having absorbed a substantial amount of Taiyin Energy, its power reached an exceedingly horrifying level.
Even though this person possessed the strength of a Middle Stage Sword Master, he was burnt to death on the spot in less than a minute.
The head is the most crucial part of the human body, and once damaged, it can easily result in death.
Not only was this person’s hair completely incinerated, but his face was unrecognizable, and one could even see white brain matter explosively baked by the high temperature, bursting out from the scalp, emitting bursts of meaty aroma.
"You little beast, I didn’t expect you to hide on the tree! Die!"
The remaining Swordsman, also appearing to be at the Middle Stage of a Sword Master, pointed at Chu Feng and "swoosh swoosh", two extremely sharp Sword Qis burst forth from his fingertips.
Chu Feng wouldn’t have been able to dodge them whether he was on the tree or on the ground.
His face revealed a look of ruthless determination, his legs kicked against the tree, and he swung to a distant branch while holding onto a tree branch.
At the same time, he flicked a strand of Nine Yang Strange Fire towards his enemy.
The Swordsman didn’t expect Chu Feng to have such strong adaptability. His two Sword Qis missed completely, striking the tree trunk.
The thick trunk of the tree, as thick as a waist, was effortlessly severed.
It fell down with a whoosh.
Facing the rapidly incoming dreadful Strange Fire, the Swordsman did not dare to be careless. His companion had been burned to death by this fire.
He pointed at the incoming Strange Fire, and a Sword Qi shot out rapidly, slashing fiercely at the ball of Strange Fire now close to him.
The fist-sized Strange Fire, upon being hit, exploded directly. It fragmented into hundreds of large and small flames, enveloping this foolish Swordsman.
This person let out a cry of despair, even resorting to rolling on the ground like a lazy donkey, as part of his attempts.
Heaven’s wrath might be forgivable, but self-inflicted misfortune is beyond help!
If he had not tried to break through this ball of Strange Fire, perhaps he could have dodged it. But now, enveloped by more than a hundred flames, no matter how skilled he was, it was difficult to evade.
Eventually, seven or eight flames touched his body.
His entire body, as if doused in gasoline, caught fire directly. No matter how he screamed or rolled, he could not extinguish the flames on his body.
Controlled by Chu Feng, unless he withdrew them or their energy was exhausted, it was nearly impossible to extinguish these flames.
A moment later, this killer too breathed his last and went to see King Yan.
Chu Feng dusted off his clothes and walked toward the two corpses. Upon searching them, he found two Prince Liu Mansion house soldier waist tokens. Unfortunately, Chu Feng’s Strange Fire was too intense, burning all their clothes and silver notes.
"Eh, is this a page of a secret book?"
On the body of the goatee-bearing killer, Chu Feng unexpectedly found a page of a silver notebook, recording a Cultivation Technique secret book.
Glazed Sword Technique!
"With a body like glazed glass, and a heart like treasured jade, flawless and impeccable, then the swordsmanship will have no gaps, complete and without defects... Observing the universe, contemplating the extraordinary, regarding the glazed glass, is to understand the sword technique, regarding the spirit and awareness, is to realize enlightenment!"
After reading the content on the secret page, a deep joy appeared on Chu Feng’s face.
He never expected that by casually killing two assassins from the Prince Liu Mansion, he would obtain such a precious Sword Skills Heart Method.
Even with memories of Alchemy Venerate, chanting this Sword Skills Heart Method was still incomprehensible to Chu Feng. It was like falling into clouds and fog, utterly unable to grasp its essence.
"Read a book a hundred times, and its meaning will reveal itself! Thinking that I could comprehend this sword technique with just one reading is utterly unrealistic!"
Chu Feng adjusted his mindset, maintaining a heart as open as a valley.
He memorized this sword technique by heart, and then slowly pondered over it.
Swordsmanship is divided into moves and mental methods. The moves are just a form, while the sword technique, which is also the mental method, is the soul of the swordsmanship.
If one does not comprehend the mental method and only learns the sword moves, there is no true power, it’s just an empty shell.
Only by comprehending the sword technique and mental method can one make ’no moves surpass moves,’ every gesture and action becomes the most exquisite move, containing supreme power.
After completely incinerating the two bodies, Chu Feng cleaned up the site of the fight, then mounted his horse and quickly rode back on the return route.
When Chu Feng appeared at the city gate, Liu Ping was also astonishingly present.
"Not dead?" Seeing Chu Feng return alive, Liu Ping’s face turned extremely unsightly.
He had sent two formidable house soldiers to kill Chu Feng, yet they had not succeeded.
This made Liu Ping suspicious and incredulous.
Logically, two Middle Stage Sword Masters from the house soldiers should have been more than capable of killing Chu Feng, who was nothing more than trash like a Third Rank Swordsman.
Yet, the outcome was the exact opposite; the two house soldiers he sent had not returned, and Chu Feng appeared here unscathed.
Chu Feng coldly smiled at Liu Ping, "Tell your father to better not provoke Sword King Mansion again. Otherwise, be careful of playing with fire and burning himself!" After saying this, Chu Feng spurred his horse and left swiftly.
Watching Chu Feng’s departing figure, Liu Ping’s eyes shot out a resentful and icy glint.
Having been out for a long time, Chu Feng immediately returned to Sword King Mansion and met with his senior brother to put them at ease.
He also arranged some food and water for the mysterious black-clothed woman and stored it in the secret chamber where she stayed.
Fortunately, this lady did not act impulsively while Chu Feng was away.
She stayed honestly in Chu Feng’s secret chamber for cultivation and did not cause any trouble.
"Third Prince, save me!" Ah-Chang had been waiting for Chu Feng to return, and upon seeing Chu Feng, he almost crawled to his feet.
In just over a day since they last met, Ah-Chang’s condition had drastically worsened.
His body was covered with pus-filled sores, with foul-smelling yellow fluid flowing continuously.
"You dog slave, what are you screaming for?"
"Wanting to live is also simple! The key is whether you behave or not."
Chu Feng said with a smile.
To the one suffering both pain and itch, well, it was not Chu Feng, so he naturally did not care.
Ah-Chang, this dog slave, dared to betray Sword King Mansion, he deserved death.
"As long as the Third Prince shows mercy and saves my life, I am willing to be the Third Prince’s dog, if you ask me to go east, I would never dare go west. If you ask me to chase monkeys, I would never dare bite a chicken!"
Ah-Chang bitterly pleaded with Chu Feng with snot and tears.
Others thought he was infected by Luo Mao, but only he himself knew clearly, it was all Chu Feng’s clandestine scheming.
Luo Mao had already died in extreme agony, and if Chu Feng was unwilling to help, Ah-Chang would soon meet King Yan.