This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 606 A Thousand Machines Convey Affection, Enjoying Poetry and Wine While Young
Lanling City.

Under the cover of night, the faint sounds of traditional Chinese string and wind instruments drifted from the courtyard.

A luxury car, the Feilong brand, was parked outside the gate, with a burly driver quietly standing guard beside it.

A faint, swirling light emanated from his body, and if one got close, one could hear a series of muffled thunder-like sounds coming from within him.

This is the 'thunderous sound' that only martial arts masters can produce when they use their internal strength to forge their bones!
The ability to reach the bone marrow with force and reforge the bones indicates that this person is at least a late-stage Qi Transformation martial artist.

Although Lanling City, as the capital, is full of hidden talents, a Qi Transformation late-stage Qi Refining martial artist is nothing special.

But to have a Qi Transformation stage late-stage martial arts master as a driver, that status must be extraordinary.

Even in the capital, a Dao Foundation stage martial artist would not have a low status.

A moment later, footsteps and voices could be heard coming from the courtyard.

The driver, who had been practicing in place, stopped channeling his energy and opened his eyes.

"Director Li, I apologize for any shortcomings in our hospitality tonight."

"You're too kind, Madam Zhao. Thank you for your hospitality. Please stay a while."

"Haha, I need to get Director Li into the car first."

During the conversation, two men walked out from the courtyard gate, followed by several other people.

The driver quickly went to the back seat and opened the car door.

Li Lei's face was ruddy, clearly indicating he had drunk quite a bit.

He smiled and turned to the man supporting him, saying:
"Lord Zhao, this is enough. Thank you for your hospitality."

Zhao Mingxu reeked of alcohol and was already showing signs of intoxication.

He gripped Li Lei's hand tightly:

"Director Li, I apologize for the poor hospitality this time. Please give me another chance next time, and I will definitely treat you well!"

"You're too kind, Grand Secretary Zhao."

After exchanging a few more polite words with the other party, Li Lei got into his car, which slowly drove away.

Zhao Mingxu stood there, smiling as he watched the car drive away.

Only after Li Lei's car completely disappeared from sight did Zhao Mingxu's smile gradually fade.

The drunkenness in his eyes had completely disappeared.

"Uncle, this Director Li really doesn't give you any face at all."

His nephew, Zhao Chenxi, stepped forward and said softly.

His tone was tinged with resentment.

His uncle, Zhao Mingxu, was a member of the Judicial Secretariat, a high-ranking official!
Zhao Mingxu was in charge of managing all the prisons under the Judicial Pavilion, making him a powerful minister in his own right.

In the past, it was always others who asked Zhao Mingxu for favors.

Tonight, Zhao Mingxu spent a fortune to book the most upscale 'Purple Bamboo Garden' in the inner city and prepared lavish gifts to host a banquet for Li Lei, the high-ranking official, in the name of a Grand Secretary.

Not only did the gift not get delivered, but Zhao Mingxu's face was practically frozen from smiling, and Li Lei continued to address him as "Grand Secretary Zhao" from beginning to end, refusing to even call him "Brother Zhao."
Zhao Mingxu turned to look at his nephew and said calmly:
"Palm mouth."

Zhao Chenxi was stunned for a moment, then quickly slapped himself hard across the face.

Snapped!
The crisp slap rang out brightly in the quiet alley.

Zhao Mingxu withdrew his gaze and turned to walk into the Purple Bamboo Garden:
"He is that Duke's adoptive father, and is treated by the Duke as his biological father. Does he need to give me face?"

Zhao Chenxi followed behind with his head down, and quickly said:
"It is my fault."

If Zhao Mingxu were hosting that Duke tonight, and were adopting such a humble attitude, he would find it completely understandable.

But seeing Li Lei like this, he couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

After all, Zhao Mingxu was not only the Grand Secretary of the Court of Justice, but also a member of the Zhao Clan, one of the ten major powerful clans.

Even if Li Lei doesn't give Zhao Mingxu face, he should at least give the Zhao family some face, right?

Seemingly having guessed what his nephew was thinking, Zhao Mingxu sneered:
"Within ten years at most, the Li family will become a family that surpasses the ten major clans!"

Zhao Chenxi was taken aback: "It can't be that bad, can it?"

He wasn't questioning Li Fei's abilities; it's just that powerful clans naturally have a sense of superiority over those who suddenly rise to prominence.

Wenren Zheng, as the Great Blue Military God, is not only the number one military figure in the Great Blue Dynasty, but also the number one combatant in the Great Blue Dynasty.

With him in charge, the Wen family has naturally been qualified to rise above the Ten Great Clans over the years!

If the members of the Ten Great Families clash with the Wen family, only the Xiao and Ye families are somewhat assertive; the others will choose to back down.

Even the spoiled young masters in Lanling City dared not raise their voices when they encountered members of the Wen family.

Even so, many within the Ten Great Families still do not hold the Wen family in high regard.

the reason is simple--

Once Wenren Zheng dies, the Wenren family's status will plummet!
Even though Wenren Zheng's title of Duke is now hereditary, it is difficult to change this outcome unless his descendants produce another Martial Saint.

The influence of the Great Blue Dynasty has spread to every aspect of the country, and its heritage has become an integral part of the nation.

This is the confidence and composure with which the Ten Gates Clique can sit on the clouds, watching their rise and fall with a smile!
The Martial Saint was indeed powerful, but he didn't live past three hundred years.

However, powerful clans like the Ten Great Families could maintain their lineage for four, five, or even six hundred years.
In Zhao Chenxi's view, the Li family in the future would simply be another prominent and influential family.

They are still a long way from truly possessing the foundation of the Ten Gates Valor!
Once Li Fei dies, how much glory will the Li family still have left?

Perhaps because Li Fei is too outstanding and has made too many enemies, he will be turned against by everyone when he falls from grace.

But Zhao Mingxu's words poured cold water on Zhao Chenxi's enthusiasm:
"Your vision is still stuck in the past; you haven't seen the future direction of the world at all."

"Please give me some pointers, Uncle."

Zhao Chenxi quickly bowed and said.

He both respected and feared this uncle.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had a hidden illness and was unable to leave any offspring, it wouldn't have been his nephew's turn to stay by the other party's side.

Zhao Mingxu glanced at him and shook his head:
"It's a certainty that Li Fei will become the next Lin Tianyi, or even surpass him!"

"But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that with Li Fei around, our Great Blue Dynasty will eventually launch an expedition to the Western Continent!"

"Do you think the situation would remain the same if the Western Continent were conquered? How many more powerful clans would emerge? What position would the Li family occupy, and how much of the pie would they get?"

Zhao Chenxi's forehead broke out in a sweat as he listened, and he bowed again in respect:

"Nephew has learned a lot!"

The reason why the Great Blue Dynasty has ten major clans instead of fifteen or even twenty is because resources are limited and have long been divided up, making it difficult to accommodate the birth of new clans unless several old clans are eliminated first.

But if the Western Continent is conquered, then more resources and territories will be redistributed, and who knows how many new powerful families will be born!

Zhao Mingxu continued walking forward and said softly:

"It's a pity. I don't know if it's Li Fei's idea or Li Lei's unwillingness, but it seems that my Zhao family has no chance of forming a marriage alliance with the Li family."

After Li Fei was granted the title of Duke of Jing'an and the Emperor publicly bestowed upon him the 'Emperor's Sword,' while Li Fei remained in the capital, all the major aristocratic families began to stir—

They tried every means to introduce Li Fei to their own unmarried daughters, or to introduce Li Tianyu to outstanding young men.

Zhao Mingxu is hosting a banquet for Li Lei tonight, and that's also for this matter.

Unfortunately, whether he introduced Li Fei to someone or Li Tianyu, Li Lei refused to agree and didn't even give them a chance to meet.

"Uncle, there are rumors circulating in the martial arts world that the Duke of Jing'an and that female swordswoman have some kind of ambiguous relationship."

Zhao Chenxi said cautiously, "So perhaps it was the Duke of Jing'an's own idea."

Zhao Mingxu was taken aback and turned to look at him:
"A female sword immortal? No way, how old is she? The age difference is too great!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Chenxi immediately became much more confident:
"Uncle, you don't know this, but after a martial artist reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, their lifespan begins to increase, and the aging process is greatly slowed down. After becoming a Grandmaster, they will have eternal youth and their appearance will not age until the day their lifespan ends."

The legendary female sword immortal looked about the same age as a young girl of sixteen or seventeen, and possessed unparalleled beauty!

The opponent is a Martial Saint, capable of living three hundred years. Even if he's already a hundred, he still has two hundred years to live.

Zhao Mingxu's eyes flickered as he stroked his chin.

If that's the case, then from any perspective, that female sword immortal seems to be Li Fei's best choice.

"If he really ends up with this sword immortal in the future, it will be impossible for any family to send him a few concubines."

Zhao Mingxu shook his head, somewhat regretful.

If Li Fei and Ning Qingman were to get together, wouldn't sending women to Li Fei be an act of utterly offending that sword immortal?

Who dares?

"Then we can only try to find a solution through Li Tianyu."

Zhao Mingxu made up his mind.

The car was parked outside Jing'an Prefecture.

After Li Fei was granted the title of Duke, this Marquis's residence was also transformed into the Duke's residence.

The driver opened the car door for Li Lei, and Li Lei stepped into the Duke's mansion.

A moment later, he sat in the lobby drinking the hangover soup that Zhang Yuqing had prepared for him.

"You're not getting any younger, don't go to social events every day, just refuse them if you can."

Zhang Yuqing said with heartache.

Li Lei put down his soup bowl: "I have just been promoted to Director of the Inspection Department. I have to deal with all six cabinets and various departments. There are some social engagements that I really can't refuse."

He was previously transferred from Xingcheng to Lanlingcheng, where he served as the deputy director of the Inspectorate of Xingcheng.

The Inspectorate's Patrol Division is responsible for the security of the capital city and is the third type of armed force in Lanling City, in addition to the Imperial Guard and the City Guard.

This is a truly crucial department, holding a high position and wielding great power!

The deputy director of the patrol and inspection department is a 14th-level official. Li Lei was promoted two levels in one go from a 12th-level official, which also included leaping over the 'dragon gate' between the rank of official and the rank of official, and being transferred from the local area to the central government to take up an important position in the capital.

It's like rising to the top in one step!
Not long after Li Fei was enfeoffed as Duke of Jing'an, he was directly promoted to Director of the Patrol and Inspection Division, a 15th-rank official.

Within a year, he was promoted from deputy director to director, and to a key department like the Inspection and Supervision Department, which has the power to control troops.

This speed of promotion is unreasonable!
But nobody seemed to think it was unreasonable.

Even the former director of the inspection department, whose position was taken by Li Lei, was overjoyed and retired to his hometown ahead of schedule, as if he had won the lottery.

Li Lei knew perfectly well why all this was happening, so he became even more cautious, not wanting to make enemies for Li Fei or cause trouble.

Zhao Mingxu, a high-ranking official, took the initiative to invite him to a banquet. Moreover, the Judicial Pavilion, where the other party worked, had a close relationship with the Supervisory Pavilion and had many business dealings.

Therefore, Li Lei had even less reason to refuse.

However, there are some things he cannot decide for Li Fei.

Just as I was thinking about Li Fei, Li Fei arrived.

"Uncle Li, Aunt Zhang."

Li Fei, dressed in casual clothes, stepped into the lobby.

"Xiao Fei, are you done cultivating?"

Li Lei asked.

He had gotten used to Li Fei spending most of his time cultivating every day.

"Yes, I've finished my cultivation."

Li Fei sat down next to Li Lei.

He knew he didn't have much time to spend with his parents, so he made a point of setting aside some time each night to chat with Li Lei and Zhang Yuqing.

Smelling the alcohol on Li Lei, Li Fei knew that the other man had gone out for another social engagement.

"Uncle, if you don't want to go to those invitations, just turn them down. It's fine." Li Lei laughed, "It's no problem. I'm actually happy to be fawned over by those elders, hahaha."

Zhang Yuqing, who was standing to the side, glared at him and then laughed.

Li Fei laughed and said, "Okay, whatever makes you happy."

"Xiao Fei."

Li Lei's smile faded, and he said seriously, "I shouldn't be meddling in your affairs, but I still want to ask about this matter."

Li Fei looked at him and said, "Uncle, what do you want to say?"

Li Lei: "What are your thoughts on your future wife?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuqing, who was standing nearby, perked up and looked at Li Fei with concern.

She's worried about this too.

In the cultivation world, Li Fei is only twenty-two years old, which is far too young.

But in the eyes of parents, a person of this age should have already started a family.

"what?"

Li Fei was slightly embarrassed.

As expected, no one, whether an ordinary person or a martial arts master, can escape the pressure to get married.
"If you already have someone in mind, we won't worry about it for you. If not, Uncle Li and Aunt Zhang can recommend a few for you."

Recently, there have indeed been quite a few candidates that your Aunt Zhang and I think are very good. They haven't said they absolutely have to, they just want to get to know you first. What do you think?

Li Lei said.

"Yes, Xiaofei."

Zhang Yuqing, who was standing nearby, also said enthusiastically, "If you have a girl you like, you can tell us about her too."

Li Fei paused for a moment, then looked seriously at Li Lei and Zhang Yuqing:
"Uncle Li, Aunt Zhang, I do have a girl I like."

"Oh?"

Li Lei and Zhang Yuqing exchanged a glance, both smiling, but more than anything, they were curious.

"who is it?"

Zhang Yuqing asked.

Li Fei smiled somewhat embarrassedly and said, "Well, it's hard to say for now. Maybe she doesn't have those feelings for me at all. Once things are settled, I'll definitely tell you first."

Li Lei laughed heartily: "Hahaha, good, good, your Aunt Zhang and I will wait for your good news."

Zhang Yuqing: "My Xiaofei is so outstanding, which girl wouldn't be tempted? Xiaofei, haven't you told her yet?"

Li Fei: "This."

Li Lei: "Alright, alright, let him handle the child's affairs himself, don't ask any more questions."

Zhang Yuqing: "I'm just giving you a reminder. Xiaofei is great in other areas, but when it comes to relationships, I can still offer some advice."

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After chatting for a while, Li Fei left in a 'disheveled' state.

Back in his room, recalling what Li Lei and Zhang Yuqing had just said, a smile appeared on his lips.

Without realizing it, a sliver of Thousand-Machine Shadowless Silk had appeared in his hand, and he sent a message:
"What are you doing?"

After a long time, there was still no reply from the other end.

Just as Li Fei was starting to worry, the Thousand Machine Shadowless Silk vibrated slightly, and a message arrived:

"They're drinking."

"Ok?"

Li Fei raised an eyebrow. "Are you drinking alone?"

"Correct."

The response was very quick this time.

"I remember you rarely drink alcohol, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly felt like drinking."

Upon seeing this reply, Li Fei walked to the window, opened it, and looked out at the night sky.

A crescent moon hung in the night sky, with a few stars twinkling.

The bright moonlight fell on the courtyard, casting dappled shadows on the trees.

"Then I'll drink with you."

Li Fei replied.

Ning Qingman: "You're in Lanling City right now, right? Why don't you keep me company while I drink?"

Li Fei: "Look up at the sky."

Ning Qingman: "And then?"

Li Fei also looked up at the bright moon: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Ning Qingman: "Indeed."

Li Fei: "I suddenly remembered a poem: 'Raising a cup to invite the bright moon, we become three with my shadow.'"

There was another moment of silence on the other end.

"You wrote it?"

"It's really not true."

"I see, it was written by that poet surnamed Li again, right?"

".right."

"hehe."

"I am now raising my cup to the bright moon. We are drinking together under the same moon, so I guess it's a way of me drinking with you."

a long distance away.

On a solitary mountain, Ning Qingman, dressed in green, sat on a rock with a wine pot beside her and a wine cup in her hand.

This isolated mountain was where she secluded herself to heal her wounds.

For some reason, she suddenly felt like drinking tonight, so she went and bought some alcohol and sat alone on the mountaintop to drink by herself.

She was taken aback when she saw Li Fei's words.

Looking up at the bright moon overhead, the image of Li Fei raising his wine glass towards the moon flashed through my mind.

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon
Ning Qingman's lips curled up slightly as she raised her wine glass to the bright moon in the night sky.

Under the same night sky and the same moonlight, two people thousands of miles apart completed their 'clinking of glasses'.

"Okay, cheers."

Ning Qingman said softly, then drank the wine in her glass in one gulp.

Suddenly, her mood improved significantly, and the loneliness that had been lingering around her disappeared.

"What other poems did that poet surnamed Li write? Tell me about them."

she asked with a smile.

"There are so many, so many, I couldn't finish talking about them all in one night."

"whispering sound."

She pursed her lips and whispered, "Bullshit."

"What is love in this world? It makes people pledge to each other for life and death."

Suddenly, the other end sent me this message.

Ning Qingman was stunned.

Asking what love is in the world can teach you how to make love between life and death!
She repeated the poem over and over, and for a moment she felt flustered and confused.

Why did Li Fei write such a poem?
Is he implying something?

Are we truly bound by a vow of life and death?
Many images flashed through Ning Qingman's mind—

Above Tan City, the figure that blocked the heavenly tribulation.

Deep in the northern wilderness, the two fought together against the River-Suppressing Heavenly King.

Despite knowing it was a trap, Cui Qingcheng resolutely charged into the city.

Faced with the siege of three top masters, he only defended and did not attack with his swordsmanship.

At the critical moment of life and death, the hand that suddenly grabbed me from behind.
"If we manage to leave alive this time, and in the future roam the world with our swords, upholding justice, would you like to come with me?"

And then there was this sentence that left Ning Qingman speechless.

"What are you thinking about?"

The vibration of the Thousand Machines Shadowless Silk in her hand interrupted Ning Qingman's recollection.

She gripped the transparent silk thread in her hand tightly: "Was this poem also written by someone surnamed Li?"

Li Fei: "That's not it."

For some reason, Ning Qingman suddenly became a little angry:
"Then why did you send it to me?"

Li Fei: "...It just suddenly occurred to me."

The other side fell silent again.

"Don't post that again."

Ning Qingman suddenly sent this message.

Li Fei was startled, and tightened his grip on the Thousand-Machine Shadowless Silk:

Do you remember what you promised me?

Ning Qingman: "What?"

Li Fei: "Come with me to Tianyi Building."

On the lonely mountain, Ning Qingman remained silent for a long time:

"You know I'm healing, so I probably can't come with you."

Li Fei looked at the line of text and took a deep breath:

"Ning Qingman".

"At your age, are you going back on your word?"

Before meeting Li Fei, Ning Qingman hadn't really cared about her age.

but now.
She abruptly stood up from the rock, her expression menacing:
"Li Fei! Do you want to die?!"

Li Fei replied quickly:
“You are a Martial Saint, and you can still live for two hundred years. If you were an ordinary person, you would still be young.”

Ning Qingman: "What do you want to say?"

Li Fei: "I want to say that while we are still young, let's not leave any regrets and do everything we should do."

"Let's go to Tianyi Tower together, I'll be waiting for you."

A gentle breeze swept across the hillside.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight.

(End of this chapter)