darknovel Chapter 114 His body was drained by the vixen.
Chapter 114 His body was drained by the vixen.
"Three-in-one fusion..." Yue Feng muttered to himself. Since the martial arts fusion function on the panel was opened, he had only managed to synthesize one three-in-one martial art: the Nameless Sword Technique. It seems that the threshold for creating martial arts is indeed much higher than that for fusion.
Below the "Merge" button, a new "Create" button appeared. Yue Feng selected the Nameless Sword Technique, clicked the "Create" button, and a dialog box popped up on the panel:
[This attempt will consume 15 access points. Proceed with the attempt?]
Yue Feng suddenly felt like he was winning a lottery. He glanced at the panel and saw he had 190 access points left. He took a deep breath and selected "Yes".
[Starting to experiment with creating my own martial arts techniques...]
[Attempt failed. Remaining access points: 175. Continue trying?]
"yes".
……
[Starting to experiment with creating my own martial arts techniques...]
[Attempt successful. Remaining access points: 85. Please name the new martial art:]
To commemorate the inspiration the *Cangyun Sword Manual* gave him, Yue Feng named this sword technique "Cangyun Divine Sword." The entry for the nameless sword technique then disappeared, replaced by a completely new entry:
【Azure Cloud Divine Sword: Perfection】
In Yue Feng's mind, the contents of the Nameless Sword Technique underwent a strange change—it seemed to have been dismantled and shattered, and then reconstructed in some wonderful way, no longer a mixture of various sword techniques, but becoming a pure new martial art.
Moreover, the new martial art's realm is directly at perfection, requiring no additional points. Considering that Yue Feng only tried creating this martial art seven times, spending 105 points, it was still quite worthwhile overall.
Yue Feng closed the control panel with satisfaction and put the "Cangyun Sword Manual" back into the box. He carefully put the box away and was about to go to sleep when he suddenly heard two clattering sounds; someone had knocked on the window twice.
Yue Feng frowned: "Who is it?"
"Heavenly Sword Sect, Shi Lin." Shi Lin's voice trembled slightly. "Sect Leader Yue, I would like to ask you for a favor."
Yue Feng flung open the window, and Shi Lin's face appeared even paler in the moonlight. To be fair, Shi Lin was a rare beauty in the martial world. But Yue Feng knew her personality first, and admired Yun Ruoyu's stunning beauty second, so he simply couldn't muster any interest in her.
"It's late, I need to sleep. Besides, my relationship with Fairy Shi doesn't seem to have reached the point where we can help each other yet, does it?"
Yue Feng's face was full of a mocking smile. Shi Lin saw this smile and felt both embarrassed and annoyed. But she still stood there stubbornly, her slender body shivering in the cold wind, her gaze fixed on Yue Feng with unwavering determination.
Just as Yue Feng was having a headache over Shi Lin, this uninvited guest, Xiong Zhaozhao barged into Yun Ruoyu's boudoir once again.
Yun Ruoyu, who had been staring blankly at the ceiling with her eyes unfocused, the blanket pulled up to her neck, her chest slightly raised, heard the noise and quickly turned to face inward, pretending to make soft snoring sounds.
Xiong Zhaozhao walked straight to Yun Ruoyu's bedside and sat down: "I just went to see Yue Feng, and he looked very unwell."
Yun Ruoyu turned around abruptly, her voice filled with worry as she asked anxiously, "Is he alright?"
Xiong Zhaozhao gave her master a strange look, sensing something was off about her today. Although she had always been interested in Yue Feng, why had she suddenly become so concerned? Suppressing her doubts, Xiong Zhaozhao thought for a moment before replying:
"Hmm... how should I put it? He doesn't seem injured at all, more like he's been drained of his strength by some fox spirit from the mountains. But that's impossible. So it's very strange. He'll probably be fine after resting for a while."
Yun Ruoyu's cheeks inexplicably turned red. Xiong Zhaozhao noticed this clearly and couldn't help but worry: "Master, are you alright? Do you have a fever? Let me ask Elder Qin to take a look at you."
Yun Ruoyu quickly said, "No...no need. Senior Sister Qin has been busy all day and must be resting by now. Please don't disturb her. I'm fine, I just need a nap..."
Xiong Zhaozhao pouted, tears welling up in her eyes: "Master, you...you don't have some kind of terminal illness, do you? You used to go to Elder Qin for every little ailment, but today I begged you several times, and you still wouldn't let Elder Qin come."
"If you really have some terminal illness, I, Zhao'er, will travel the world to cure you... Waaah..."
Yun Ruoyu almost blurted out the truth to Xiong Zhaozhao, but how could she not see that Xiong Zhaozhao also had feelings for Yue Feng? It was one thing to keep it a secret, but once the truth was revealed, how could the master and disciple possibly get along in the future? Just as her mind was in turmoil, Ge Changqing's voice came through the door:
"Sect Master, have you rested?"
Yun Ruoyu felt as if she had seen a savior. She winked at Xiong Zhaozhao and said, "No, is there something you need from Senior Sister Ge?"
Ge Changqing said, "I heard that the sect leader was injured in a sparring match with Chief Yue, so I came to visit him. May I come in and talk to him?"
"Please come in quickly."
No sooner had Yun Ruoyu finished speaking than the door to the room opened. Ge Changqing stood in the doorway, with another man beside him, his eyes fixed on Yun Ruoyu with a lewd expression. Yun Ruoyu and Xiong Zhaozhao were both taken aback. Before they could ask any questions, Ge Changqing began to introduce himself:
"This is Xie Shenglin, the eldest son of the Xie family. He has come to visit the sect leader on the orders of the Xie family patriarch. I thought that our sect and the Xie family were both pillars of the martial arts world in Huazhou, and we should have more exchanges, so I brought him in. Sect leader, you won't blame me for acting on my own initiative, will you?"
Having made her point so clear, Yun Ruoyu and Xiong Zhaozhao immediately understood her meaning. Xiong Zhaozhao angrily retorted, "Ge Changqing, how dare you collude with the Xie family! You…"
Ge Changqing leaped over and raised his hand to strike. Xiong Zhaozhao's fingers had just touched the hilt of her sword when Ge Changqing's slap was about to hit her cheek.
Yun Ruoyu straightened up to get out of bed, but suddenly felt a tearing pain in her lower body. She couldn't help but cry out in pain, her body stiffened, and she fell back onto the bed.
Xie Shenglin seemingly casually reached out and grabbed Ge Changqing by the back of the neck, forcefully pulling her back. Ge Changqing cried out, "Young Master, what are you doing!"
Xie Shenglin's gaze swept over Xiong Zhaozhao, and he chuckled, "This young lady is the disciple of Sect Master Yun, right? Very good, very good, we can have a 'master-disciple flower' moment later."
"Elder Ge, please, for my sake, show some mercy. You've done this to me, it's satisfying, but what am I doing here in the middle of the night?"
Ge Changqing was taken aback: "Young Master, didn't you come for your father?"
"My father?"
Xie Shenglin twitched the corners of his mouth, giving an ugly smile, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
"He's old and useless. What can he accomplish besides favoring my younger brother? If he were to ruin these two beautiful women, wouldn't that be a waste? Only someone like me, Xie Shengling, is worthy of enjoying them."
As Xie Shenglin spoke, he casually pressed Xiong Zhaozhao's pressure points and slowly walked towards Yun Ruoyu on the bed.