King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 877 - 253: Bloodshed and Turmoil at the Horse Farm, Secret Letter Unveils Entangled Enmity

Not far away, Lan Xiaodie was also tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

After the brutal fight during the day, Lan Xiaodie, like a frightened wild rabbit, hurriedly ran into the dense and deep forest. This place was exceptionally quiet, with ancient woods towering around and branches and leaves interwoven like a huge green curtain, fully isolating the noise from the outside world.

She eagerly found a hidden spot, with her back against a huge rock, surrounded by winding vines that formed a natural barrier.

Lan Xiaodie sat cross-legged on the ground, knees together, hands slowly spread open, and placed the "Five Poison Scripture" in front of her, which carried her hopes for revenge. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her frantic heartbeat, her eyes full of determination and urgency, impatient to begin this journey of cultivation, hoping her poison skills would achieve a qualitative leap through this.

She mused silently in her heart, feeling safe now. Those malevolent Japanese invaders had been utterly decimated by the heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association; Zhong Renwang was like a dog that had lost its home, fleeing in disgrace, and Dugu yan was also trembling with fear, with no trace of his former arrogance.

Moreover, this place was not far from the base of the Heroic Sakura Association, and if she did encounter danger, she could just cry for help loudly and might receive assistance. Thinking this, Lan Xiaodie gradually calmed herself, slowly closed her eyes, and began to focus on cultivating the "Five Poison Scripture." She circulated the True Qi in her body, guiding it through her meridians according to the incantations in the scripture, attempting to explore a higher realm of poison skills.

However, not long after starting her practice, Lan Xiaodie felt a sense of anomaly invading.

Her consciousness seemed to plunge into chaos, and the scenery before her eyes began to distort and change, occasionally presenting bizarre hallucinations.

In a trance, she felt herself standing amidst floating clouds, surrounded by mist as if she had stepped into the Immortal Realm.

Looking up, she saw the majestic South Heavenly Gate towering before her, magnificent and imposing.

From within the gate, a figure emerged, dressed in a robe with nine Chapters and wearing a twelve-bead crown, having a solemn and kind face—it was the Jade Emperor, who governs the three realms.

The Jade Emperor looked at Lan Xiaodie warmly and said, "Lan Xiaodie, you possess natural gifts, yet you have strayed off the right path. In this world, good and evil are rewarded accordingly. Shi Feiyang is a chivalrous hero for the country and people; his actions are for the benefit of all beings and he is truly a rare good person, a hero of his generation, deserving the admiration of all. Yet you, driven by obsession, harbor hatred against him, which is truly unwise."

Lan Xiaodie widened her eyes, looked at the Jade Emperor full of confusion and shock, and was about to refute.

At this moment, a golden light flashed, and the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, somersaulted right in front of her.

He wore a phoenix-feathered Purple Gold Crown, an armor of interwoven gold chains, and held the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, looking very majestic.

Sun Wukong scratched his head and loudly said, "Miss Xiaodie, I, old Sun, have seen countless heroes above the sky and below the earth, and Shi Feiyang is indeed a good man. Your father, Lan Xianglin, committed numerous atrocities and harmed the Jianghu; his death was well deserved. Don’t let hatred blind your eyes anymore; let go of your obsession, and you will find relief."

Soon after, the graceful Seven Fairy Maidens also fluttered in, their robes flowing like celestial beings descending to earth. One of the fairies softly said, "Miss Lan, hatred will only plunge you into endless pain. Shi Feiyang’s heart holds great righteousness, and his actions are all for justice. If you can let go of hatred, you will surely embrace a new life."

Lan Xiaodie felt these words like heavy hammers striking at her heart. Her eyebrows knit tightly, her forehead beading with fine sweat, her body slightly trembling, trapped in intense inner struggle.

In the hallucination, she kept shaking her head, murmuring, "No, this isn’t true; how could my father be an evil man? Shi Feiyang killed my father, and I won’t rest until I avenge this!"

Yet, the Jade Emperor, Sun Wukong, the Seven Fairy Maidens, and others continued to persuade her, seemingly unheard, their voices possessing magic power, constantly breaching her inner defenses.

What Lan Xiaodie didn’t know was that all of this resulted from unknowingly falling into the "Celestial Palace Mirage" of "Holy Heart Technique" when she previously took the "Five Poison Scripture" from Shi Feiyang.

What Shi Feiyang slipped into her hands was not the real "Five Poison Scripture" but instead a copy of the "Analects."

Because Lan Xiaodie cultivated the Five Poison Sect’s sinister Divine Skill, her body’s True Qi was strange and variable, instinctively countering it unconsciously, preventing immediate madness. Otherwise, an ordinary person would have long lost their senses and become deranged.

Even so, the power of this "Celestial Palace Mirage" was formidable. The Jade Emperor, Sun Wukong, Taibai Jinxing, the Seven Fairy Maidens, and other Immortal Gods, like a battle of attrition, repeatedly persuaded in Lan Xiaodie’s ear.

Lan Xiaodie only felt her head about to explode, and her inner belief began to waver.

Her eyes were full of confusion and pain, her lips trembled as she muttered to herself, "Was I wrong? Was I truly wrong?" At this moment, she seemed immersed in a dark abyss, surrounded by heavy fog, unable to find a way out, with inner struggle and tangled emotions reaching their peak.

Lan Xiaodie suddenly jolted awake, her eyes snapped open, panting heavily, with large beads of sweat rolling down her cheeks, soaking the strands of hair at her temples. Her eyes were filled with panic and bewilderment, as if she had just broken free from a terrifying nightmare.