Seeing the two's curious looks, Li Zhengtang smiled and opened the box. A long sword, as thin as silkworm wings, appeared before their eyes. The sword was coiled, allowing it to fit into the foot-long box.
"So thin, so soft. Can this sword be used?" Li Yufei frowned.
"This is no ordinary sword. It's made of a special material. It looks as thin as silkworm wings, but once special energy is infused into it, this sword becomes indestructible. Moreover, this sword possesses remarkable spirit; it is no common item!" Yang Feilong said with a look of astonishment. "In other words, this sword is priceless!"
"Feilong is right! This sword is indeed extraordinary, but not just anyone is worthy of it!" Li Zhengtang smiled and looked at Yang Feilong. "However, it is perfectly suited for you! In normal times, it can be used as a belt, and when fighting an enemy, at a crucial moment, you can draw it out..."
"And then my pants fall down, startling the opponent. I can then seize the opportunity to take the enemy's life." Yang Feilong chuckled.
Li Zhengtang: "..."
Li Yufei: "..."
"Ahem, just a joke!" Yang Feilong said with a bashful smile. "To lighten the mood!"
"However, your idea is quite creative. Perhaps it's worth a try!" Li Zhengtang laughed heartily.
Li Yufei gave Yang Feilong a sidelong glance. Honestly, she hadn't expected Yang Feilong to crack such a joke.
"But speaking of which, Old Master, this item is too precious. I cannot accept it!" Yang Feilong said earnestly.
Based on his assessment, this item was worth at least ten million yuan, and it was practically priceless.
"You saved my life. I won't even mention the medicine. Did I stand on ceremony when you gave me those healing pills earlier? No! Aren't those all precious?" Li Zhengtang looked at Yang Feilong with a serious expression. "Are you saying my life is not worth as much as this sword?"
"That's not what I mean!" Yang Feilong gave a wry smile.
"I know you don't mean that, but if you don't accept it, that's precisely what it implies!" Li Zhengtang said sternly.
"Yes, Feilong, please accept it!" Li Yufei also urged him from the side.
"This... I'll accept it then, alright?" Yang Feilong gave a wry smile.
He could tell that if he refused, the old man might get sick from anger.
Wearing a sword at the waist was indeed not very suitable. This sword, however, was perfect. As Old Master Li Zhengtang had said, it could be used as a belt normally, and in battle, this 'belt' could transform into a weapon at any moment!
"Thank you, Grandfather!" Yang Feilong said gratefully.
"You're welcome!" Li Zhengtang grinned. "For the next few days, just spar with this old man plenty."
"Uh!" Yang Feilong's expression stiffened.
"It's not easy to find an opponent of equal strength!" Li Zhengtang chuckled.
Yang Feilong really wanted to say, "Old man, I was going easy on you earlier, we're not truly evenly matched." Of course, if he said that, the old man would surely be furious!
He dismissed the thought. A few days of sparring wouldn't be a big deal.
So, Yang Feilong nodded in agreement. From then on, Yang Feilong stayed at the Li family's residence.
Of course, he had also agreed with the old man that he would leave in at most three days, as he had other matters to attend to. The old man did not force Yang Feilong to stay for too long.
The main reason was that the old man was at a critical juncture of a breakthrough. He himself didn't know if he could succeed. If Yang Feilong stayed and sparred with him more, perhaps integrating his insights into combat would truly allow him to ascend to a higher level in the near future!
...
Meanwhile.
Liu Lei was extremely frustrated, incredibly frustrated.
He never expected his happy day to turn out like this!
He had lost all face at the Li family.
And judging by the situation, there was almost no hope for him and Li Yufei!
This was an immensely heavy blow to him. It was one thing to back down against Wu Lang before, as the Wu family was incredibly powerful. But now, with the Wu family destroyed, he had been defeated again by some unknown young man who had appeared out of nowhere.
He hadn't gone home. If his family found out about this, he would surely receive a severe scolding!
Compared to the Li family, his Liu family was still weaker, both in terms of family background and the strength of their patriarch. His family's patriarch was a defeated opponent of Li Zhengtang, and not just once!
He was drinking alone in a dimly lit bar.
"What happened to you? The dignified young master of the Liu family drinking alone! It seems you've been bullied!" A middle-aged man sat down in front of Liu Lei, a playful smile on his lips, and asked.
"Who are you?" Liu Lei looked at the middle-aged man before him, feeling a sense of familiarity but unable to recall who he was for a moment. He frowned and asked, "What business is it of yours?"
"Tell me who your enemy is, and perhaps I can help you!" The middle-aged man grinned, his smile somewhat sinister.
This made Liu Lei feel a chill: "I don't know what you're talking about!"
"You had a setback at the Li family, didn't you?" the middle-aged man chuckled.
"You, how did you know? Are you from the Li family? Are you here to mock me?" Liu Lei's expression changed upon hearing this, and he asked sternly.
"If I can know, it's naturally because I have my ways! Do you want to get rid of that Yang Feilong and win your beloved beauty?" The middle-aged man looked at Liu Lei with a playful, mocking smile.
"I, I..." Liu Lei was tempted, but he quickly gritted his teeth. "Why would you help me?"
If he didn't know the reason, he wouldn't let this person help him!
"Why? Because I have a grudge against that Yang Feilong too!" The middle-aged man chuckled, his smile chillingly cold.
"You also have a grudge against Yang Feilong?" Liu Lei was greatly surprised, but he quickly understood. No wonder this person approached him, it was because he also had a grievance with Yang Feilong. In his heart, it was a matter of a stolen woman!
Because he considered Li Yufei his personal property!
"That's right!" The middle-aged man shrugged.
"Why cooperate with me?" Liu Lei frowned.
"Why cooperate with you? Because of your old man!" The middle-aged man chuckled.
"My old man?" Liu Lei furrowed his brow. "What is your cultivation level?"
"My cultivation level? It's the same as your old man's!" The middle-aged man said calmly.
"With your cultivation level, wouldn't killing that Yang Feilong be as simple as crushing an ant? You still need to join forces with my family?" Liu Lei almost burst into laughter!