[The fleeing midsumr brings cool autumn, as the night sky fades away.]
[The passing autumn leaves welco the cold winter, accompanied by the chirping of migratory birds.]
[Wu Yingxue asks you how to make origami flowers.]
[You agreed.]
[You taught her with great patience, guiding the girl step by step. She followed your instructions seriously, her fingers folding and shaping the paper with focused effort.]
[What you held between your fingertips was not just paper, but also unforgettable mories.]
[Folded within it were pieces of a sorrowful past.]
[By the end of the night, the girl still couldn’t master the skill of folding paper flowers. All she managed to create was a crude “flower bud.”]
[Even with your guidance, her hands—so adept at wielding spears and unleashing ferocious attacks—beca awkward and clumsy when handling the delicate paper.]
[Despite this, the girl was not discouraged. All her sadness and worries seed to dissolve as she folded the paper. She returned to the carefree and lively deanor you were so familiar with.]
[“Go to bed quickly.”]
[When the sun rose the next morning, you firmly instructed the girl to go back to her room and rest.]
[Obediently, she left, clutching the paper flower you had folded for her. She liked it imnsely.]
…
[Three days later]
[The air at the border grew colder.]
[Aniu’s qi and blood had stabilized. Every mont, he devoured the spirit and energy within his body, awakening the hidden essence inside.]
[His face looked healthier, his strength noticeably improved.]
[Aniu was no longer frail. He could now work tirelessly all day, carrying a hoe with ease.]
[The people of Qingniu Town were drawn to this miraculous transformation.]
[Many began practicing the Martial Arts That Even a Fool Can Practice.]
[Except for the too weak elderly and young children, nearly everyone in Qingniu Town embraced this technique, eager to grow stronger.]
[When the surging qi and blood coursed through their bodies, they felt reborn.]
[So knelt on the ground, crying loudly.]
[Their tears carried sadness, but also imnse joy.]
[What kind of emotion was that? Watching the people cry with happiness, you thought to yourself—it was perhaps the joy of realizing that they were truly “human.”]
…
[The martial art was designed for all—requiring no innate talent, no extraordinary physique.]
[Whether farrs, mule drivers, or dung pickers…]
[They all practiced equally.]
[The qi and blood surging through their veins shattered the despair of Qingniu Town, broke the bottleneck of ignorance, and gave them real strength.]
[The people thanked you, their eyes filled with hope for a new beginning.]
[To prepare for the wave of demons in winter, you frequently ventured into the Shiwanda Mountain. Along the way, you slew many demons weaker than yourself.]
[The strengthened people of Qingniu Town collected the edible at and blood of these demons, intending to process them into food reserves.]
[If the wave of monsters in winter proves insurmountable, this demon at would beco your only sustenance after leaving Qingniu Town.]
…
Winter arrived abruptly.
Snowflakes began falling like pure white butterflies, blanketing the earth in a silvery sheen.
For the people of Qingniu Town, and all the human races struggling at the border, winter symbolized hell.
The icy wind stole what little warmth they had, and with it ca monsters erging from the snow, rcilessly claiming lives.
Blood often painted the snow red, marking countless tragedies.
“This day has finally co,” Xu Xi muttered.
The wind howled as he stepped out of the courtyard, tilting his head to watch the falling snow.
He extended his hand to catch a few snowflakes.
His warm, blood-filled palm lted the flakes into water, which trickled down and froze upon touching the icy ground.
“It’s freezing today…” Xu Xi remarked to himself. This was one of winter’s cruelties. But with preparation, survival was possible.
The demons, however, were the real danger.
“Sir, will we win?” asked Wu Yingxue, dressed in her red and white robes, her spear in hand.
“Probably not…” Xu Xi replied calmly, his tone betraying no false hope, only the cold reality of winter’s deadliness.
“But we have no choice.”
“None of us in Qingniu Town have a choice.”
With that, Xu Xi stepped forward. His innate energy surged, slicing through the snowy wind above.
The wind stilled, the snow halted, and a demon fell.
“Whoosh—!!”
A red-feathered falcon demon dived towards Qingniu Town, only to be killed mid-air by Xu Xi’s strike.
Its death marked the beginning of the winter wave of demons.
The people of Qingniu Town trembled in fear.
Yet, despite their terror, they stood behind Xu Xi, summoning what little strength and courage they had to resist the onslaught.
“I’m not a coward!!!”
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
Blood flowed, and injuries were inevitable.
The battle between humans and demons was brutal.
Fortunately, Xu Xi’s innate energy provided long-range support on the battlefield, while Wu Yingxue, in the 5th stage body forging realm, darted around aiding the exhausted.
Kill!
A man roared, even as a demon bit off his arm. With his remaining hand, he struck back fiercely.
Kill!
Another, trembling in fear, rembered his family waiting in the town. His fear transford into courage, fueling the Martial Arts That Even a Fool Can Practice within him, his qi and blood roaring to life.
[Winter arrived, bringing with it the wave of demons.]
[You had led the people of Qingniu Town to prepare defenses in advance, though to the demons, they were but minor obstacles.]
[The Martial Arts That Even a Fool Can Practice exceeded your expectations.]
[Good. Excellent. Outstanding.]
[In monts of life and death, many people unleashed incredible power. Though brief, it altered the course of the battle.]
[You focused your efforts on defeating a monster of equal strength—a ferocious beast akin to a tiger or leopard. In the end, you succeeded.]
[For a mont, you felt relief.]
[If the following waves are no stronger than this, you could ensure Qingniu Town’s safety.]
[Suddenly, after the first wave ended and the people began celebrating, you felt an enormous threat from afar.[
“Run! Run now!”
There was no ti for explanations.
Xu Xi’s eyes widened as he turned and shouted at everyone.
“Brother Xu?”
“Brother?”
Confused but sensing his urgency, the people of Qingniu Town scrambled to gather their families, food, and clothing.
Led by Xu Xi, they fled the town as fast as they could, braving the wind and snow.
When exhaustion forced them to pause, flas erupted in the direction of Qingniu Town.
Screech—!
Screech—!
Bright flas roared, piercing through the snowy storm, staining the sky with a fiery red glow.
Xu Xi turned to see countless fire crows hovering over Qingniu Town.
Massive and nacing, their wings emitted sparks that flickered like wildfire.
Each was as strong as a warrior in the blood exchange realm.
The inferno consud everything in its path, reducing the familiar hos of Qingniu Town to ash, as its people looked on in despair.
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