togophonebook Chapter 3 Revenge
Chapter 3 Revenge
In a dense forest outside Huangfeng Valley Market, a man dressed in black was traveling at a leisurely pace.
He had just finished shopping at the market and was heading back to his residence.
It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the woods. The ancient trees along the road rustled in the breeze. The surroundings should have been peaceful, but the birdsong that usually rose and fell was now silent, adding an eerie layer to the stillness.
Just as the man in black continued to walk forward, a fireball suddenly shot through the air from in front of him! "Who!?" The man in black was shocked and, before he could finish speaking, he quickly dodged to the side.
But as soon as he regained his footing, several more fireballs flew out from all around him, raining down on him.
The man in black dared not be careless. He gritted his teeth, and a flash of light appeared at his waist. A small, jet-black shield immediately flew out and expanded in the wind.
He made hand seals and activated his shield, which spun rapidly beside him, blocking all the incoming fireballs.
The man in black maintained his shield's defensive posture while warily scanning the surrounding dense forest. He said in a deep voice, "Which fellow Daoist is lying in ambush here? I, Nian, have never offended any of my fellow Daoists. Why would you want to attack me here? Is there perhaps some misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding?" A slightly immature voice rang out coldly, and a figure slowly walked out from behind the giant tree. It was Mu Chunfeng.
Nian Chengzha immediately turned to face the newcomer, but upon seeing that the other person was just a teenager, his fear instantly turned into rage: "You brat, was it you who laid a hand on me just now? How dare you block your master's way! Did your parents fail to teach you manners? Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he put away his shield, took out a cold and sharp flying sword, made a hand gesture, and the flying sword turned into a streak of light, stabbing straight towards Mu Chunfeng's heart!
Seeing this, Mu Chunfeng just sneered and instead of dodging, rushed straight towards Nian Chengzha.
"You're courting death!" Nian Chengzha snorted coldly upon seeing this, and increased the power of his flying sword by three points.
Just as the flying sword was about to pierce Mu Chunfeng's chest, a ring of solid golden light suddenly appeared on his body. With a crisp "clang", the flying sword was actually bounced away by the golden light!
At the same time, Mu Chunfeng conjured a magical longsword with golden light flowing through it out of thin air. Holding the sword, he continued walking straight toward Nian Chengzha's heart.
Nian Chengzha was terrified and immediately abandoned control of the flying sword. As he retreated rapidly, the ebony shield flew out again, blocking his way.
The golden sword slammed into the shield, sparks flying everywhere.
Mu Chunfeng maintained the continuous impact of the golden sword by forming a hand seal with one hand, but his body leaped backward and flicked his fingertips, instantly activating several talismans. Several scorching fireballs whistled and smashed towards Nian Chengzha.
Forced to the brink, Nian Chengzha gripped the shield tightly with both hands, frantically pouring his magic into it, gritting his teeth to withstand the double impact of the golden sword and the fireball.
The fireball exploded with a roar, and thick smoke instantly billowed out.
Having barely survived the attack, the thick smoke gradually dissipated. Just as Nian Chengzha was about to put down his shield and catch his breath, he looked up and saw dozens of fireballs hovering in the air, hurtling towards him!
"Damn it!" Nian Chengzha was terrified and immediately raised his shield to block again.
But at that moment, Mu Chunfeng, who was standing not far from him, suddenly had a purplish-red glint in his eyes. His gaze was fixed on Nian Chengzha's figure, and he silently shouted in his heart, "Freeze!"
Nearly half of Mu Chunfeng's magical power poured out instantly, and Nian Chengzha's figure suddenly froze on the spot for only a moment.
But in that instant, they were separated by life and death.
Nian Chengzha felt a sudden blockage in his meridians. He had only raised his shield halfway when he was completely immobilized. A chilling sensation that seemed to emanate from the dead instantly spread throughout his body.
When he finally broke free of the restraints and activated his magic power again, a barrage of fireballs rained down! The first fireball slammed into the shield, the immense impact sending him flying. Several more fireballs exploded around him in quick succession, and from the thick smoke came a bloodcurdling scream from Niancheng Zhaqi.
As the flames subsided and the thick smoke gradually died down, Mu Chunfeng, still radiating a protective golden light, walked over slowly, a short knife in his hand.
Nian Chengzha lay on the ground, his body charred black, his clothes tattered, and he was vomiting blood. The shield he relied on for defense had long since been blown away.
Mu Chunfeng released her divine sense to scan him carefully, confirming that he had completely lost the ability to move, before slowly walking to his side.
Seeing Mu Chunfeng approach, Nian Chengzha struggled to speak, his voice full of pleading: "Fellow Daoist! We have no grudges against each other, we are complete strangers, please spare my life! All the spirit stones in my storage bag are yours, and I have many other good things at home, I'll give them all to you too! Please, Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Chunfeng's voice was as cold as winter ice: "No grudge? Do you still remember the cultivator couple you tricked and killed outside Huangfeng Valley a month ago? Those were my parents. I'm here today to take your dog's life and avenge my parents!"
Upon hearing this, Nian Chengzha's face turned deathly pale, and the matter instantly came to mind.
But all he wanted at that moment was to live, and he hurriedly begged, "Fellow Daoist, spare my life! Fellow Daoist, spare my life! I was momentarily bewitched, my mind clouded by greed! Please, Fellow Daoist, have mercy on me! I'm willing to be your slave, your servant, your ox or your horse, please don't kill me!"
"You beast, when you wantonly take people's lives for your own selfish gain, did you ever think of holding back?"
Ignoring his pleas for mercy, Mu Chunfeng spoke with a chilling hatred in her voice, "These past few days, I've constantly thought about tearing you apart alive to comfort my parents' spirits in heaven. I had several opportunities to take your life directly, but I wanted to make sure you died knowing why, to let you see with your own eyes how you slowly walked towards death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Chunfeng took out a Rejuvenation Pill, pried open Nian Chengzha's mouth, grabbed his throat, and forced it down his throat.
He then swung his short knife and slashed open Nian Chengzha's armpit.
A sharp pain instantly swept through his entire body, and Nian Chengzha let out a heart-wrenching scream, desperately begging for mercy.
Only when Nian Chengzha was completely covered in blood, his voice hoarse from screaming, unable to even utter a wail, did Mu Chunfeng flick his wrist and cleanly sever his head with a single stroke.
He sheathed his dagger, gritted his teeth, and forced back the tears welling in his eyes. He wrapped the head in an oilcloth, then turned and walked toward the ravine where his parents were buried.
Not long after, Mu Chunfeng arrived at the ravine where her parents were buried.
He walked slowly to the joint tombstone, took out the wrapped head, and placed it neatly in front of the tombstone. His voice trembled with suppressed emotion as he whispered, "Father, Mother, the enemy is dead. I didn't listen to your dying words and insisted on seeking revenge. Now that my great revenge is achieved, I offer this villain's head as a sacrifice before your graves."
After saying that, he took out the blood-stained dagger and plunged it into the soil next to his head, whispering, "I used this dagger to end his life with my own hands, which can be considered as protecting my mother for my father."
He squatted there in front of the grave, rambling on about what had happened these past few days, about his progress in cultivation, how he had gradually found Nian Chengzha's trail, and how he had set up today's trap.
From the moment the sun completely sank behind the mountaintop until the crescent moon rose above the treetops, its gentle light bathed the entire valley.
Mu Chunfeng slowly stood up, took one last deep look at his parents' tombstones, his Adam's apple bobbing, and said softly, "Father, Mother, rest assured. From now on, I will walk my own path. I will cultivate diligently and never let anyone bully me again, and I will uphold the principles you taught me. The path to immortality is long, but I will surely carve out my own place in the world and live up to your kindness in raising me. When I achieve something in the future, I will definitely come back to pay my respects to you both."
Mu Chunfeng then turned and slowly left the mountain valley, concealing his presence and stealthily avoiding the idle cultivators outside the market, before returning to the small courtyard he rented in Huangfeng Valley Market.