King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 916: Chapter 259: Parting Sorrow Amid the Snow, Righteous Duty at the Wolf Stronghold (Part 4)

Beside him, his son Mahaba had a robust build, broad shoulders and a wide waist, like a towering mountain, exuding a fierce aura with every move; his daughter Wulei, with brows like distant mountains and eyes like autumn waters, her colorful ethnic attire accentuating her graceful figure, only occasionally revealed a touch of stubbornness in her gaze, highlighting her unique personality.

The ’Seven Cultivation Sword’ Kong Triangle donned a snow-white robe, a long sword hanging at his waist, its blade faintly glimmering with a cold light, much like his stern yet elegant demeanor. The ’Xingyi Fist’ Fan Shi had a steady expression and agile frame, each step he took was solid and powerful, as if the earth trembled slightly beneath him.

’Hundred Leaves Saber’ Liu Yehua tightly grasped his renowned saber, the blade slightly trembling, narrating tales of glorious past battles. The ’Tai Chi Saber’ Southwest Wind had an immortal aura, clad in loose Daoist robes, with his saber reflecting a gentle light in the snow’s glow.

Elders of the Heroic Sakura Association, ’Long Arm Fist’ Liao Pei, ’Heaven and Earth Saber’ Lie Quan, ’Iron Palm’ Wu Zhong, each Hall Master, ’Mandarin Duck Saber’ Xiao Lingling, ’Divine Archer’ Miao Menlong, ’Plum Blossom Dart’ Shan Zhi, ’Flying Eagle Detective’ Xie Wen, and the Little Scholar Shi Xiong, accompanied by heroines like Madam Shi, Lin Wanqing, Bai Zhi, and Liu Guihua, stepped into the Naiman Tribe’s snow-white territory.

Gong Simeng, Lin Wanqing, Bai Zhi, and Liu Guihua, those beautiful women, were all graceful and charming.

They wore splendid capes, adding a touch of allure against the snowy backdrop.

Gong Simeng’s gaze was gentle, like a clear spring; Lin Wanqing was lively and playful, her smile like blossoming flowers in spring; Bai Zhi, with a cold demeanor, resembled a fairy in the snow; Liu Guihua was warm and generous, exuding a heroic spirit in her gestures.

At that moment, snowflakes danced in the air like countless white petals gracefully swirling.

In the distance, the mountains lay covered in snow, resembling a winding silver dragon resting between heaven and earth.

The thick snow on the grasslands looked like a white ocean, stretching endlessly to the horizon.

Rakshan gazed at the stunning scenery, exclaiming, "The Naiman Tribe’s snowy landscape is truly magnificent. Our Tatar Tribe, though blessed with winter beauty, cannot compare to this grand and majestic sight."

Mahaba agreed beside him, "Father, you speak truly. This snow-covered grassland reminds me of those battlefield charges, equally grand and awe-inspiring."

Wulei softly added, "Such beauty would be even better shared with a loved one." Saying this, she glanced back at Naiman Tribe’s capital, Wulang City, a slight blush on her cheeks.

Kong Triangle nodded slightly, saying, "The prairie snow scene indeed lifts the heart. Yet, we of the Jianghu must not forget our responsibilities amidst such beauty." He subtly rejected Wulei’s emotions on behalf of Shi Feiyang.

Fan Shi nodded, saying, "Brother Kong’s words are wise. In this world, though the scenery is beautiful, the Jianghu’s grudges and passions, like the swirling snow, are endless. Only through our martial skills can we uphold justice and not waste our lives."

Liu Yehua waved his ’Hundred Leaves Saber’, the blade shimmering in the snow light, saying, "Haha, such a snow scene reminds me of killing the enemy in a snowy night. That battle, with clashing blades and blood-stained snow, still stirs my blood."

Southwest Wind smiled slightly, "Brother Liu, while conflicts in the Jianghu are inevitable, we must also hold compassion. The Way of Tai Chi values using softness to overcome hardness, valuing harmony."

Liao Pei clenched his fists, utilizing the Long Arm Fist, causing nearby snowflakes to fall from the sky, saying, "This snow is beautiful yet bone-chilling, just like the perilous Jianghu path. But united as brothers, we can overcome any difficulties." Lie Quan patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Liao is right. Our Heroic Sakura Association is destined to make its mark in Jianghu, letting the world know our name."

Miao Menlong pulled on his long bow, saying, "With such beauty, it would be perfect to shoot down a snow eagle."

Shan Zhi laughed, "Brother Miao, snow eagles are not easy to shoot. Be careful not to miss and harm other creatures on the prairie." Haha! The heroes laughed heartily.

Madam Shi, looking at everyone, smiled, "Heroes, this snowy grassland beauty is rare, let’s enjoy and temporarily forget Jianghu’s troubles." Lin Wanqing cheerfully said, "Yes, yes, this beautiful snow landscape should not be wasted."

Bai Zhi softly said, "This snow scene reminds me of my hometown in winter, also clad in silver, though I wonder if my family is well." Liu Guihua said heartily, "Sisters, do not be mournful. Our chance to appreciate the prairie snow scene is fate. Come, let’s enjoy together."

The group traveled through the snowy Naiman Tribe territory and castles, fully enjoying the beautiful snow landscape of the great prairie, while discussing Jianghu’s grievances and sharing stories and insights.

In early winter, the biting cold wind roared across the vast plains like a fierce beast, howling mournfully. The once-vibrant prairie had wholly turned into a boundless sea of snow.