The people of Hidden Sword Court escorted Li Chengfeng back to his residence. Ouyang Nan and Su You both took out some life-saving pills but Li Chengfeng politely rejected them.
Although Han Tianxing and Xiaobao were eliminated, they held their heads high and chests puffed out as they helped Li Chengfeng back, looking as if they were proud of him. When they returned to their room, they waited by his bed as if they were willing to be his lackeys.
Qu Tongqiu and Zhao Yibai stuck their heads out of the door, their eyes shining with anticipation. Not only had Li Chengfeng fought the most iconic battle in his life, he had also brought hope and prestige to Hidden Sword Court, igniting their hopes as well.
Ouyang Nan had a fiery temper and despised people like this. He furrowed his brows and was about to chase them away when Li Chengfeng stopped him. He held Ouyang Nan's hand and said in a low voice, "Let them be. If you chase them away, I'm afraid … even more people will be disappointed."
As Li Chengfeng spoke, he glanced outside his simple wooden hut. Ouyang Nan paused and looked outside too, just in time to see Zuo Fei and Sun Yongcai's silhouettes disappear into the forest.
Ouyang Nan understood immediately and pursed his lips, smirking. "Them?
Hmph, opportunistic and opportunistic!
You can't rely on them! "
Ever since Sun Yongcai rejected Xi Mengcai's attack in the Divine Capital, Ouyang Nan had despised Sun Yongcai from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he was a cheap bastard.
Huangfu Song was obviously trying to kill them. Not only did they not seek revenge after escaping death, they even swallowed their anger and pretended they did not know anything and continued to stay in Hidden Brocade Court. What else could they be if not despicable wretches?
However, Li Chengfeng did not think the same way.
Although Ouyang Nan was the son of a concubine and was not valued by his family, he had never tasted the true taste of poverty and did not know what it meant to be poor and unambitious. Moreover, he was born into a rich family, so even though he was the son of a concubine, his status was still much higher than that of an ordinary person. Later on, when he became a cultivator, he became a noble among nobles. He had never truly become one of those lowly poor people, so he did not understand why Sun Yongcai and Zuo Fei would rather trample on their dignity to seize this opportunity.
However, Li Chengfeng understood. Although he was born into a noble family, his family was poor and he had followed his mother to Tibet in his early years. Since young, he had experienced the coldness and disdain of the world. He knew what people like Sun Yongcai were thinking.
Dignity?
What was that?
Can it be eaten?
How much is a kilo?
Only by becoming stronger could he be worthy of dignity!
Without any hope of becoming stronger, everything else was just empty talk!
Li Chengfeng had learned this a long time ago. Plus, he had never interacted with Sun Yongcai and Zuo Fei for a long time, and he did not feel the same anger and hatred that Ouyang Nan felt when he was betrayed. That was why he was especially tolerant towards them.
Moreover, he knew that the revival of Hidden Sword Court required the return of Sun Yongcai and Zuo Fei.
Otherwise, even if they won their battles, could they really revive Hidden Sword Court with just the few of them?
Sun Yongcai and Zuo Fei watched from afar from the forest. When they saw that Li Chengfeng and the rest had noticed them, they hid in the forest.
Zuo Fei's gaze was complicated as he sighed softly, "I can't believe … the guy who looked like a traitor to Hidden Brocade Court has now become Hidden Sword Court's only savior and future hope."
Sun Yongcai also looked at Li Chengfeng's wooden hut from afar. He suddenly recalled the first time he met Li Chengfeng. It was the first time Li Chengfeng stood up in front of everyone, spoke loudly, and turned the tide.
At that time, Sun Yongcai remembered Li Chengfeng but he did not really care about him. Because to him, no one could stop Hidden Sword Court from collapsing.
But today, Sun Yongcai was deeply shocked for the first time. He was shaken and wanted nothing more than to return to Hidden Sword Court to restore its former glory.
However, his pride and rationality stopped him once again.
He was a disciple of Hidden Sword Court, second only to Grand Senior Brother. He was the most experienced disciple. He had his pride, he had his persistence, and he had his own goals and ideals.
Zuo Fei looked at Sun Yongcai and asked expectantly, "When are we going back?"
Their previous encounter had completely disheartened them, but they were also waiting for an opportunity that would allow them to return logically.
Sun Yongcai shook his head and left without a word. Zuo Fei had no choice but to follow.
As the night deepened, Ouyang Nan, Su You, Han Tianxing and the rest left one after another. In the end, even Xiaobao, who insisted on serving, could not take it anymore and fell asleep, leaving Yuehan to apply medicine on Li Chengfeng's body.
At this time, Li Chengfeng's muscles and skin were like dry fields that had been dry for a long time. Because his body had withstood too much force, his skin and muscles were on the verge of collapsing. Li Chengfeng then launched another desperate attack on Ouyang Xiu, which caused a large area of his skin and muscles to collapse.
If it were not for Li Chengfeng's strong self-healing abilities, he would have died from blood loss.
When they returned, although Li Chengfeng managed to stop the bleeding with his self-healing abilities, he still needed medicine to repair his muscles and regrow his skin.
Although Yuehan was an illusionist, she was also an expert in medicine. She quickly used a spell to heal Li Chengfeng's wounds. A small blue ball of light lit up at her fingertip and gently brushed across the cracks on his skin.
The cracked skin was like the ground being nourished by fresh water, immediately softening and growing towards the centre.
However, one time was far from enough. More than half of Li Chengfeng's skin and muscles had been damaged, yet he was still able to walk down the stage. This was already a testament to his superhuman willpower of steel. If it were anyone else, they would have been lying on the ground screaming in pain.
But Li Chengfeng did not. He endured the pain all the way back, even smiling and talking to people. It was only when everyone left that he could not help but relax and faint from the pain.
Yuehan's heart ached. Although she was previously shaken, pained, angry, and even hateful, when the relationship between the two of them was awakened, her warmth once again prevailed. Especially when she witnessed how Li Chengfeng miraculously defeated Ouyang Xiu on the stage, her feelings for Li Chengfeng had almost risen to admiration.
She admired this man, just like how she once admired that man.
After an unknown amount of time, Yuehan gradually could not hold on any longer. The True Yuan ball of light at her fingertip became fainter and fainter until it finally disappeared. She was so tired that she fainted in front of Li Chengfeng's bed. Only then did Li Chengfeng's eyelids twitch and he struggled to wake up.
After waking up, Li Chengfeng struggled to lift his head to look around. It was pitch-black outside and he had no idea what time it was. Yuehan was sprawled in front of his bed, her silky hair covering half of her delicate face. She looked extremely tired, pitiful, and pitiful.
Li Chengfeng looked at his body and found that most of his injuries had healed. Although it still hurt and even hurt, he could feel his body regaining its strength.
Li Chengfeng reached out and lovingly brushed away the hair covering Yuehan's face, then gently stroked her cheek with his finger.
But just as his hand touched her cheek, Li Chengfeng's body suddenly trembled. It was as if he was struck by a bolt of lightning. A loud bang rang in his ears and he instantly felt weightless, as if he had fallen from the sky.