Chapter 248: I Promise You

Chapter 248: I Promise You

That line, I shall ascend to the highest peak with confidence, And behold, all the mountains beneath appear small! only made them feel their blood boiling, a surge of heroism arose spontaneously.

Who is it? Who is reciting poetry? Everyone had such a question in their hearts.

That voice, it seems to be Senior Sister Jianlis husband. someone murmured.

My Sword Intent realm seems to have loosened up. I feel that given time, I will be able to enter the Sword Intents third level of Clear Mind!

I have made a breakthrough, I have entered the second level of Sword Intent! A male disciple danced excitedly.

Me too!

And situations like this were happening not just in one place within the Sword Sect.

Many disciples, who had been devoted to cultivation for a long time without making progress in their Sword Intent, felt enlightened at the moment they heard Qin Fengs poetry.

Thats the young masters voice, those are young masters poems! Lan Ningshuang exclaimed excitedly.

As soon as her voice fell, her clothes moved without wind, her waist-sheathed sword emitted a clear sword cry.

Bai Qiu and Black Charcoal Head headed toward her, feeling something unusual, and both looked at her in surprise.

Sister Ningshuang, has your Sword Intent realm broken through?

Lan Ningshuang widened her beautiful eyes, then nodded in delight, Yes.

Although her talent was not weak, she was still lacking some experience to comprehend Sword Intent third realm Clear Mind.

But unexpectedly, today she stepped into the threshold she had been dreaming of!

However, inexplicably, why did I suddenly comprehend the Clear Mind Sword Intent? While excited, Lan Ningshuang also murmured to herself in confusion.

Could it be

All three seemed to think of something and said in unison, Its that poem!

At the Sword Tomb, Yue Hexuan and the others were still frowning, observing the black flames in the sword prison.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of poetry.

This poem Yue Hexuan opened his mouth, and a sense of heroism surged in his heart.

He suddenly had a kind of illusion, feeling that this poem was tailor-made for him.

Indeed, the content of this poem is identical to my own. Yue Hexuan shamelessly said.

Upon hearing this, the old Bai Li and the faceless man turned their heads and looked at him with disdain.

This guy is still the same as before, without any sense of shame in his heart.

That kid. Bai Li carefully tasted the poem and said with a smile, Your Myriad Sword Sect has really gained a great advantage.

Yue Hexuan was puzzled, What do you mean by that?

You might as well release your aura and sense the Myriad Sword Sect.

Sure. Liu Jianli nodded slightly and then leaned closer.

A warm breath enveloped him, and Qin Feng, feigning composure, put the hairpin on the beautiful woman.

How is it? Liu Jianli asked softly.

Very beautiful. Qin Feng stared blankly for a moment and replied truthfully. He was right; the Flowing Cloud Hairpin seemed tailor-made for Liu Jianli.

Thank you. Liu Jianli leaned over, and her lips, soft as before, pressed against his, just like that night.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Its time to go. Liu Jianli spoke softly, her words tinged with reluctance.

The sun has set over the mountains and the night is rising.

She didnt want to leave but had to.

The Heavenly Tribulation is just around the corner, and preparation must be made in advance.

Previously, the turmoil in her heart due to missing someone made it impossible to control the array of ten thousand swords.

But today, upon seeing the person she longed for, this feeling of longing finally found a place to settle.

Alright. Qin Feng nodded.

Led by Liu Jianli, the two stepped through the night and arrived outside the house where guests were accommodated at the Myriad Sword Sect.

Inside the house, the fire flickered, and a few shadows moved. It seemed that the old man and his group had returned.

When will you start the Heavenly Tribulation? Qin Feng asked with concern.

Based on the current situation, at most, within three days, Liu Jianli truthfully replied. After three days, no matter what, the Heavenly Tribulation would inevitably descend!

How confident are you in overcoming the tribulation? Qin Feng asked again.

The two locked eyes, and Liu Jianli did not answer the question.

She was not good at lying.

Not wanting the person in front of her to worry too much, she responded with silence.

But she didnt know that this silent silence had already conveyed a lot.

At the moment of parting, Qin Feng took a deep breath and said, Promise me, you will safely overcome the heavenly tribulation.

You will become the youngest third-grade sword god in the history of the Great Qian Dynasty.

You will reach the pinnacle of the sword path.

You will return to Jinyang City with me.

Liu Jianli hesitated for a moment, her eyes filled with subtle emotions, and she replied softly, I promise you.

As the words fell, the figure in white floated away.

Qin Feng looked in the direction where his wifes figure disappeared into the night sky and stood silently for a long time.