I'm Already the Richest Man, Why Did My System Just Arrive?

Chapter 373: Chapter 206: Convergence

The fine, blood-colored sand was mixed with Zheng Xiu’s blood. With a thought, Zheng Xiu made a grasping motion, and the sand condensed in midair, forming countless exquisite little swords.

Countless little swords circled at the entrance of Richan Valley, resembling a sword formation. The last of the scattered sand gathered between Zheng Xiu’s loosely clenched fingers, forming an illusory, translucent "Sand Sword."

The sword was but an outline, lacking physical substance. Yet, the moment Zheng Xiu gripped it, his entire aura changed. He opened and closed his eyes, and it was as if he had become a different, unfamiliar person. His eyes were filled with worldly weariness, holding a tranquility that came from having witnessed all the world’s glories and griefs.

Behind Zheng Xiu, Xie Luohe, who had been anxious and restless, suddenly fell silent at the sight. She quietly watched him, a solitary figure guarding the pass, unassailable by ten thousand men. Her eyes filled with adoration and tenderness.

"Unity Sword Intent."

I have a sword.

Strike!

Zheng Xiu took a step forward, swinging his sword at the distant Arturo.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Then, countless fine swords instantly pierced through Arturo’s body.

A final, dim ray of sword-light fell diagonally in front of Arturo.

SHLICK!

Arturo froze, his eyes wide. The black markings on his body faded away, powerless.

SHLICK! SHLICK! SHLICK! SHLICK!

In that instant, dozens of War Camels behind Arturo began to foam at the mouth, stampeding away in a frenzy. As they ran, their bodies were sliced in half. The front halves, seemingly unaware they had been severed, kept running for a few more steps before tumbling into the ruins, spraying blood all over the ground.

"AHHH!!!"

Arturo let out a bloodcurdling scream. His chest and abdomen were sliced open, bone and all, held together by just a thin layer of flesh. His severed intestines spilled out onto the ground.

Of the several hundred elite soldiers from the Western Regions, ninety percent were dead or wounded from that single attack. The few dozen survivors, utterly terrified, dragged Arturo’s mangled body onto a War Camel and fled for their lives back the way they came.

The town was littered with corpses. Severed bodies, a grotesque, colorful mess of intestines, and bright red blood were strewn everywhere, creating a tragic scene worthy of being called Purgatory on Earth. In the valley, there was no sound but the wind. The Bird Cage shattered, falling from the sky like a rain of blood.

Xie Luohe watched the last of the soldiers flee. She didn’t give chase, instead rushing to Zheng Xiu’s side at once.

She could tell her husband was not as effortlessly powerful as he seemed. She had seen this move, Bird Cage, before in her "memories" and had a vague sense that he was not in good condition. She moved to support him, and just as she expected, after the "Bird Cage" shattered, Zheng Xiu’s powerful, muscular body deflated like a punctured ball. He reverted to his frail, scholarly form and leaned weakly into his wife’s full embrace, his face ashen, like a blank sheet of paper.

"The conflicts between Mystics... they’re truly perilous."

Zheng Xiu gave his wife a faint smile and spoke casually. But Xie Luohe’s expression changed as she lifted the hand he had used to wield the sword.

The next instant, Xie Luohe’s long hair whipped around her. In a fit of extreme rage, the two words "Ding Wei" appeared in her right eye. The howling wind in the valley ceased without reason, and a terrifying silence fell between Heaven and Earth. A colossal shadow materialized silently behind Xie Luohe. The faint silhouette was as tall as a mountain range, blotting out the sky and sun. From a distance, it looked like a Demon God emerging from the Netherworld.

"Don’t worry, I’m fine."

Zheng Xiu said reassuringly with his eyes closed, straightening his body.

Hearing this, Xie Luohe froze for a moment. Then, she nodded.

The boundless, ocean-like killing intent vanished as tracelessly as it had appeared. The wind started to blow again, lifting Xie Luohe’s long hair and hiding her profile from view.

"Your hand."

She cradled the hand he had used to wield the sword, her heart aching.

It was covered in a dense mess of bloody holes of all sizes, with blood gushing out as if it had been pierced by thousands of steel needles. She tore a strip from her sleeve and frantically began to bandage her husband’s hand. She fumbled with the wrapping, and as she did, silent tears streamed down her cheeks.

"This is all my fault."

Xie Luohe cried.

In that moment, she had none of her usual imperious and carefree demeanor.

"I blame myself."

Zheng Xiu gave Xie Luohe a strange look. Her sudden vulnerability left him puzzled. For a moment, her expression and actions were just like... Feng Bei.

As he hesitated, debating whether to ask, he glanced down and saw that Xie Luohe had rapidly wrapped his hand until it looked like a rice dumpling, not a single one of his five fingers visible. The sight of the bandage dispelled his suspicions. He couldn’t help but laugh as he held up the "dumpling." "My dear, are you taking this chance to get your revenge?"

Xie Luohe’s gaze flickered. She looked away, her lips forming a small pout. "It’s what you get for being so reckless."

Back then, in front of Nie Gong’s Treasure Vault, Xie Luohe had inexplicably flown into a rage, madly striking the mountain rock with her bare palms. Afraid she would completely lose control, Zheng Xiu had deliberately wrapped both her hands up just like this. Now, Xie Luohe was playing the same trick on him, and Zheng Xiu saw right through his wife’s little scheme.

「The moon set in the west as the sun rose in the east.」

The people of the Great Desert, having narrowly escaped death, all knelt on the ground and worshipped in the direction of the rising Scorching Sun. The Scorching Sun was their faith, and the rays of light that dispelled the darkness were a sign that they had endured the long night and welcomed the Dawn.

However, Zheng Xiu’s actions the previous night had been anything but human. Now, everyone, including Clan Leader Ri Di, looked at the couple with fear and terror in their eyes, all of their previous warmth gone.

Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe said nothing, simply stepping over the corpses that filled the streets and supporting one another as they walked into the center of town.

"Your hand... why was it injured so badly?"

Xie Luohe asked on the way.

After ten years as husband and wife, Zheng Xiu had almost no secrets from Xie Luohe. He didn’t hide the truth, smiling as he explained, "A few years ago, I began trying to merge different Paths, attempting to create a new ’Miracle Technique.’"

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