My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 615: There's a wound under the clothes, If you don’t believe? I'll show you

The banquet held for the Asura clan lasted for three days and three nights.

On the streets, the aroma of fine wine and delicacies filled the air, refreshing hearts and souls.

Inside the palace, nearly half of the stored ingredients had been consumed, and the cooks responsible for preparing the meals were exhausted both physically and mentally.

Fortunately, such days had to come to an end.

With the help of many parties, the alliance between the human race and the Asura tribe was nearing completion.

When the final agreement was reached, it would be time for the Asura Clan to leave.

In the Qin family’s mansion, Tianji Luo felt the regrown half of his body and couldn’t help but sigh, “I didn’t expect that not only is your strength amazing, but you also have such superb medical skills.”

By decree of Emperor Ming, Tianji Luo and the others had temporarily taken up residence in the Qin family mansion for the past few days.

This seemed to be to ease the effects of the great battle between the two sides and to avoid any lingering grudges.

However, Emperor Ming obviously had second thoughts. After all, the Asura Clan had always respected strength. After losing a battle, the only feeling left for them was respect for their opponent, without any other emotions.

The alliance between the human race and the Asura Clan was set in stone, so Qin Feng didn’t hesitate much. He stepped forward to treat the severely injured Tianji Luo and Ziyu Luo.

Originally, according to Tianji Luo’s estimation, it would take at least a few months to eliminate the remaining energy of the Northern Ghost Head in his body before he could use the Asura Clan’s powerful restoration ability to restore his physical body.

However, he had never expected that the human boy in front of him would be able to eliminate almost all of the remaining energy in just three days.

Qin Feng glanced at Tianji Luo’s re-grown physical body, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. The recovery ability of the Asura Clan was even beyond the level of the Invincible Vajra Body of the Divine Martial Warrior.

If it came to a battle of attrition, even the mighty Dragon Clan wouldn’t be a match for the Asura Clan.

Fortunately, such a powerful race would soon become an ally of the human race.

At that moment, Ziyu Luo, whose arms were cut off by Liu Jianli, approached Qin Feng’s body and whispered in his ear, “What about my injuries?”

Qin Feng’s ear prickled and he quickly stepped back, “As I said before, I can only help you ease the pain. Your wounds were inflicted by my wife and contained the Dao within. Only when the Dao within dissolves over time will you be able to regrow your arms.”

In order to understand this so-called Dao, Qin Feng had also specifically searched through the books in the Listen to Rain Pavilion and consulted the Senior Xuan in the Divine Sea.

But just as Qin Feng remembered, there was little mention of the Dao in the books. And due to his memory loss, the senior had very limited knowledge of the Dao, only knowing that it was a technique of its own that transcended the laws of Heaven and Earth.

As the saying goes, it is beyond skill, but close to Dao.

According to what Senior Xuan had said, the Divine Power method he had mastered could, in a sense, also be classified as a first-class Dao method.

While inspecting Ziyu Luo’s arms, Qin Feng also felt a mysterious aura, as if it had transcended the laws of heaven and earth.

It was because of this mysterious aura that Ziyu Luo couldn’t use the Asura Clan’s powerful healing ability.

“Since the arms cannot heal temporarily, why don’t you find a place where no one is around and help me check for other injuries?” Ziyu Luo licked her lips and launched another attack.

The Young King wanted to seize Qin Feng’s bloodline and produce powerful offspring, so why wouldn’t she, Ziyu Luo, want to do the same?

As the former had said, in the Asura Clan, one had to fight for excellent mates!

Back then, the women of the clan fought fiercely for the right to mate with the king!

Just as Ziyu Luo was getting closer and closer, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her scalp, her accumulated fighting instinct constantly warning her, Danger! Danger! Danger!

“If my husband can’t find any more injuries, why don’t I add a few more wounds for you?” A clear voice came from behind.

Although the tone was simple, Ziyu Luo sensed a chilling murderous intent from it.

She turned stiffly to see the figure of the white-clad woman who had severed her arms standing not far behind her, a pair of beautiful eyes silently watching her.

“Maybe it’s just my illusion, the injuries don’t seem as bad as before,” Ziyu Luo said to herself before distancing herself from Qin Feng.

The Asura Clan may enjoy challenging strong opponents, but they are not a bunch of brainless fools.

Even with both arms intact, she wouldn’t be a match for the other party. To provoke her at this point would be tantamount to asking for death, wouldn’t it?

You see, during the fight, she only said a few bad things about this man, and she flew into a rage. If she were to give birth to his child by force…

Ziyu Luo dared not think any further.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief at this sight, fortunately, the woman had arrived in time.

However, as soon as one wave subsided, another rose. Suddenly, a hurricane swept in and a delicate figure rushed towards him like lightning.

But when the two were less than a metre apart, Cang Feilan appeared out of nowhere and grabbed the delicate girl by the neck.

That one metre might as well have been an abyss.

Pabluo desperately shook her body, her ponytail swaying up and down. “Let me go!”

“What are you going to do?” Cang Feilan frowned and asked coldly.

“I’m injured and I need him to heal me,” Pabluo insisted, although her tone wasn’t as confident.

Qin Feng looked at her energetic appearance and his face stiffened. “I’ve a;ready checked, you’re perfectly healthy, there are no injuries.”

“I have injuries under my clothes. If you don’t believe me, I’ll take them off and show you,” Pabluo threatened, pulling off her animal skin clothes.

“Wife, stop her quickly, don’t let her act recklessly,” Qin Feng blocked his view with his palm, sneaking a peek through his fingers.

The inappropriate scene for children did not appear as a burly figure appeared out of nowhere, the King of Asura – Heaven Killing Asura!

“Father King.”

“My king.”

The asura clan present all half-kneeled to the ground, their expressions respectful until Heaven Killing Asura responded with a nod, then they stood up again.

Qin Feng looked at the giant in front of him with a shocked expression. Even though the other party was just standing there, the immense pressure emanating from him felt like the heavens were collapsing.

‘So, this is the Asura King who can take on the Divine Guardian…’

Heaven Killing Asura glanced at Pabluo, who was wearing a half-rolled animal skin robe, and then looked at Qin Feng, his expression suddenly darkening.

Qin Feng’s heart trembled inexplicably. What was the meaning of this terrifying murderous intent and inexplicable hostility?

Sensing something was amiss, Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan stood guard on either side of Qin Feng.

Father Qin, who had been drinking tea in the hall, furrowed his brow and his aura radiated outward.

“Hmm? Interesting,” Heaven Killing Asura glanced in the direction of the hall. Wasn’t that familiar, warning aura the same as the one that appeared with the Northern Ghost Head a few days ago?

He suddenly burst out laughing, then withdrew the pressure around him.

It was unexpected for the undefeated Asura Clan to be defeated by this family.

Considering the age of Liu Jianli and Qin Feng, who knows what realm they might reach in the future. In the future, it might even fall to them to guard the Great Qian with both literary and martial skills.

Tianji Luo asked curiously, “My King, shouldn’t you be at the palace discussing the alliance with the Human Emperor?”

“The matter has been basically settled. The rest was a headache, so I gave it to Bimala. Counting the time, he should be back.”

As the words fell, there was a sudden rustle in the wind, and the newcomer was none other than Bimala. He nodded slightly, indicating that the alliance had been formed.

With things at this point, it was finally time for the Asura Clan to return.

However, just before leaving, Heaven Killing Asura seemed to have a sudden realisation. He quickly soared into the sky, grinning wildly as he shouted, “Old man, don’t pretend to be dead. It’s been a long time since you moved. Don’t you want to stretch your muscles?”

At Nine-Bend River, the old man with the white hair and black beard put down his fishing rod. With one step, his figure instantly moved to a place a hundred miles outside of the Imperial City.

Heaven Killing Asura followed close behind.

With a resounding roar, the sky split and day turned into night.

This battle seemed to be a clash between two gods unleashing their fury.

The rumours about the Divine Guardian’s aging were shattered after this battle…