Chapter 477 - 477 Turmoil in the Snowstorm (1st update)
Chapter 477: Chapter 477 Turmoil in the Snowstorm (1st update)
Fei Bai stepped out of the inn only to find out it had started to snow outside.
The accumulated snow had already surpassed the tops of his shoes.
The streets were deserted, without a single person or even a dog in sight.
In such weather, even beggars would find the warmest place they could to stay in.
Fei Bai took a deep breath, the piercing cold air suppressing the cough that was beginning to stir within him again.
He gripped his sword tightly, straightened his cloak, and limped into the alley next to the inn, proceeding on the path he had previously scouted out.
After scaling several high walls in a row, Fei Bai could already gaze in the distance upon the brilliantly lit Profound Wind Tower.
He hid in a concealed corner, an abnormal flush creeping across his face.
Fei Bai knew he was probably about to die.
Three months ago, Profound Wind Tower suddenly invaded the Sword Control Villa located in the northern territory of Kunlun; the villa’s master Wu Bucheng and the twelve Sword Control elders all perished in battle.
The Sword Control Villa was annihilated.
Actually, he should have died back then.
If it weren’t for Wu Bucheng leading everyone to forcefully carve out a bloody path and sending him out, Fei Bai was sure he would have died at that moment.
Although he didn’t die, he was struck by a palm from the lord of Profound Wind Tower, which inflicted a severe internal injury.
This internal injury persisted, growing ever more grievous.
Fei Bai couldn’t help but recall his master’s appearance before death.
“Fei Bai, you must survive! The swordsmanship legacy of Sword Control Villa that has lasted over a thousand years now relies solely on you!”
At the time he said these words, Wu Bucheng had already sustained a dozen serious injuries, and even his Listening Sea Sword, which had accompanied him for a hundred years, was broken.
Yet, even on the brink of death, he was still thinking about the legacy of the Sword Control Villa.
With this thought, Fei Bai revealed a slight bitter smile.
Master, your unworthy disciple cannot hold on any longer.
But before dying, one must do something.
In the past year, the Ahang Palace had been destroyed by the Fire King Temple, and almost none of the many other sects had survived.
It was said that the Great Monk Miyoi, in the final moments, burned his Golden Body to use the Annihilation of the Buddha Kingdom, eliminating over a dozen top experts from the Fire King Temple in one fell swoop.
They say a Bodhisattva is merciful, but in the end, didn’t that Great Monk also rage?
Fei Bai took another deep breath, the cold air considerably relieving the stuffiness in his chest and dispersing all distracting thoughts.
Master, wait for me, I am coming!
Fei Bai slowly drew the sword in his hand. His previous sword had been destroyed, and now he was using an iron sword that he had bought for twenty pieces of silver from a blacksmith’s shop.
Holding this iron sword, Fei Bai emerged from the shadows and walked slowly towards the dazzling Profound Wind Tower.
The wind and snow raged chaotically.
The guards at the door had also become a bit slack at this time.
In such weather, how could it be possible for anyone to come looking for trouble?
They huddled in a corner of the wall, chatting idly with each other.
“The lady of the tower has taken in another young boy, I heard he’s sleek and shiny!”
“Tsk, how many is that this month?”
“I heard that the previous ones are already dead, and they died miserably, all sucked dry to mere husks!”
“Hisss! Does the lady have such a big appetite?”
As they discussed, Fei Bai held his breath and focused, advancing as close as possible.
However, his current cultivation level wasn’t even comparable to a Heavenly Being, and after just over a dozen steps, the leader of the men frowned.
“We have a situation!”
As he spoke, he was about to get up to check.
Now is the time!
Fei Bai clenched his teeth, channeled all of his remaining cultivation into his legs, and leaped suddenly, launching an attack at the group.
Although it was just an ordinary iron-forged longsword, under Fei Bai’s full exertion, the sword still emitted a dazzling Sword Qi.
Pfft!
The two outermost soldiers had their throats cut by the Sword Qi and collapsed dead on the ground.
But the leader was clearly not an ordinary person; he let out a cold shout and drew his sword to make a slash.
The sound of metal clashing rang out.
Fei Bai’s longsword broke upon impact.
Then the leader lunged forward, raising his blade to strike.
Fei Bai suddenly twisted, dodging the vital point but exposing his back in the process.
Thud.
The blade carved a bloody gash across Fei Bai’s back.
But the leader had no time to rejoice.
Fei Bai had already drawn a short sword, using the momentum to charge into the leader’s embrace and then stabbing directly into the leader’s heart.
Thud.
The leader seemed unable to believe that someone could be so daring, dumbly looking down at the sword in his heart before collapsing dead.
The remaining soldiers, jolted from their shock, rushed forward, brandishing their blades.
Fei Bai, clumsy and exhausted, expended his last bit of strength to kill all the soldiers.
But this also alerted the people inside.
There was a commotion and footsteps could be heard from inside.
Fei Bai, now devoid of any strength, staggered as he pulled the short sword out from the leader’s heart, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath.
A metallic sweetness filled his throat, and with an open mouth, he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.
The blood splattered on the pure white snow, resembling a blooming plum blossom.
Is this as far as I can hold out?
After only killing a few guards… How unsatisfactory!
Fei Bai smiled bitterly, his vision already starting to blur when he saw people from Profound Wind Tower approaching with raised swords.
“It’s here!”
“This person killed the gatekeepers!”
“Kill him!”
Amid these shouting voices, Fei Bai’s consciousness began to fade.
He knew he was about to die.
But he didn’t want to die at the hands of these people.
So he raised his hand, ready to take his own life.
Just then, a group of figures emerged from the pitch-black night.
These figures were all dressed in very peculiar clothing and immediately charged over upon seeing this scene.
Fei Bai was still in disbelief.
The next moment utterly shocked him.
The newcomers’ cultivation levels varied, with the highest being no more than Loose Immortals.
But their coordination was seamless, almost divine.
So in just a brief encounter, the people from Profound Wind Tower didn’t even have the chance to fight back and were all slain.
The leader of the newcomers slowly approached, “Who are you?”
“I am Fei Bai, from Sword Control Villa! And who might you be?” Fei Bai retorted, eyeing the man.
“We are here on the command of our instructor, to annihilate Profound Wind Tower!”
Instructor? Annihilate Profound Wind Tower?
Fei Bai was startled and wanted to say something.
Then another man slowly emerged from the darkness.
This man had a handsome appearance, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes deep and unfathomable like the ocean.
Fei Bai shivered all over.
The man simply smiled slightly, “Long time no see!”
Fei Bai took a deep breath, “Xue An!”
Xue An nodded, “Yes, it’s me.”
Fei Bai suddenly didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
He was a proud man; during his swordplay competition with Xue An back in the day, he’d shone brightly even in defeat, retaining his glory despite the loss.
But today, he was like a diseased dog, dragging a lame leg around, skirmishing with some petty soldiers.
This stark contrast in circumstances left Fei Bai speechless.
Xue An seemed to understand his thoughts and smiled faintly.
“What a coincidence, you’re also here to exterminate Profound Wind Tower?”