The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 165 Leaving the Khitan

The morning sun shone in the center of the Demon Spring Palace. Leng Feng stood on the stone steps in front of the palace, gazing at the distant mountains.

After careful consideration, he decided to lead his troops onto a new path.

He found Qiu Ziyue.

"Twilight Sparkle, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with."

Qiu Ziyue looked up and saw Leng Feng's serious expression, and her heart tightened.

"what's up?"

Leng Feng took a deep breath and said:

“I have taken over the Demon Spring Palace and left my soldiers here as well. To restore their mobility, I need the antidote for the Muscle and Bone Softening Powder.”

Qiu Ziyue was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

“I understand your determination. I will give you the antidote, but are you sure you want to do this? This will mean that you will completely withdraw from the Khitan tribe and there will be no turning back.”

Leng Feng answered firmly:

"Yes, I've thought it through. This land and its people have given me new hope and direction. I don't want to go back to that world full of killing and conflict."

Qiu Ziyue took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom and handed it to Leng Feng.

"This is the antidote; please use it with extreme caution."

Leng Feng took the porcelain bottle and thanked Qiu Ziyue.

"Brothers,"

Leng Feng's voice was steady and powerful.

"We stand here today to make a momentous choice. I have decided to withdraw from the Khitan tribe and become the master of the Demon Spring Palace. The tranquility and peace here is the home we have always sought."

The soldiers were paralyzed and weak from the effects of the Su Jin Ruan Gu San (a traditional Chinese medicine).

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubt and anticipation.

Leng Feng continued:

"To allow everyone to move freely, I have brought the antidote for Sujin Ruangu Powder. After taking the antidote, we will work together to protect this land and no longer participate in the conflicts of this chaotic world."

A veteran stepped forward and said:

"General, we are willing to follow you! This land has brought us true peace and warmth. We don't want to fight anymore."

The other soldiers nodded in agreement.

Looking at these loyal soldiers, Leng Feng was deeply moved.

"it is good!"

Leng Feng announced loudly, "From today onward, we will bid farewell to the bloodshed and slaughter of the past and create a new life with our own hands. Are you all ready?"

"Ready!"

The soldiers responded in unison, their morale soaring.

Leng Feng distributed the antidote and watched as the soldiers took it one by one.

Before long, their bodies gradually regained their energy, and long-lost smiles appeared on their faces.

Leng Feng was extremely pleased to see this.

So he returned to a quiet room in the Demon Spring Palace and carefully wrote a letter.

He knew that this letter would completely change his relationship with the Khitan tribe, but he had made up his mind not to look back.

“My sworn brother, Abaoji,” Leng Feng wrote as he picked up his pen:

"I have decided to stay in the Demon Spring Palace to protect this land and Qiu Ziyue."

This place gave me new hope and a new mission.

From this day forward, I will defend the Demon Spring Palace to the death and will never again participate in the conflicts of the Khitan tribes.

Leng Feng paused for a moment, then continued writing:

I know this decision may disappoint you, but I must follow my heart. Please understand my choice. I wish you all the best.

After finishing the letter, Leng Feng carefully folded it, placed it in an exquisite envelope, and handed it to a reliable messenger to deliver to the Khitan tribe.

A few days later, Yelü Abaoji received the letter.

He sat in his tent, unfolded the letter, and carefully read every word Leng Feng said.

After reading it, he frowned slightly, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

"That idiot, he'd do this for a woman."

Yelü Abaoji said softly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He put down the letter, turned to his adjutant beside him, and said:

"It seems this Qiu Ziyue is no ordinary person. Leng Feng was even willing to give up everything and leave the Khitan tribe for her. I'll have to meet her sooner or later and see what makes her so charming."

The lieutenant nodded, but a sense of unease lingered in his heart.

"My lord, Leng Feng's choice may be puzzling, but perhaps he has found the path that truly belongs to him."

Yelü Abaoji stood up, walked to the outside of the tent, and looked at the distant mountains.

“Everyone has the right to make their own choices. Since Leng Feng has chosen this path, we can only respect his decision. However, I will keep a close eye on the movements of the Demon Spring Palace. If he dares to do anything to harm the Khitan tribe, he will be killed without mercy.”

"Yes," the lieutenant replied.

At the same time, Qiu Ziyue also learned about Leng Feng's letter to Yelü Abaoji.

She sighed softly, feeling both touched and worried.

"Leng Feng, are you really sure?"

Qiu Ziyue said, "I know you carry a lot of responsibility and expectations, but you have chosen the most difficult path."

She understood that Leng Feng's decision was not only for the sake of the Demon Spring Palace, but also to protect her.

This trust and protection made her feel incredibly warm, but it also added to her sense of responsibility.

Qiu Ziyue knew that there might be more challenges and tests in the future.

But she firmly believes that as long as everyone works together, they will definitely be able to protect this peaceful land.

Soon after, news of Leng Feng's decision spread throughout the entire Khitan tribe.

Some people are understanding, while others are skeptical.

However, regardless of how others evaluate him, Leng Feng steadfastly fulfills his vow.

Yelü Abaoji also began to secretly monitor the situation at the Demon Spring Palace, trying to find out Qiu Ziyue's true identity and abilities.

So, who exactly was Yelü Abaoji?

When Yelü Abaoji was born, the Khitan nobility was fighting fiercely for the position of leader of the alliance.

His grandfather was killed in the brutal struggle, and his father and uncles fled and went into hiding.

Yelü Abaoji was intelligent and exceptionally talented from a young age.

Even in his childhood, he spoke about matters of national importance.

When he grows up, he will be tall and strong, ambitious, and highly skilled in martial arts.

He inherited his uncle's position as Yu Yue and harbored ambitions to unify the remaining seven tribes of the Khitan.

Yelü Chengyuan was brave and skilled in battle, and Yelü Abaoji valued him highly. The two became sworn brothers.

As Yelü Abaoji read Yelü Chengyuan's letter, he realized that there might be an even bigger secret hidden behind the mysterious woman Qiu Ziyue.

As night fell, Leng Feng stood atop the Demon Spring Palace, yearning for a peaceful, idyllic life away from the world.

He learned swordsmanship from his father from a young age, but his father was inexplicably caught up in the fighting among the Khitan tribes and tragically died.

He hated the Khitan tribal leader who killed his father, so he practiced martial arts diligently.

By chance, he recognized the old man of the Demon Spring as his godfather, and the old man taught him martial arts.

After mastering his martial arts, Leng Feng first killed the tribal chief who had murdered his father, and then participated in the Qin-Sword Competition, but lost to Qi Yuxuan and Qiu Ziyue.

Leng Feng's arrogance and ruthlessness were easily crushed by Qiu Ziyue's courage and skill.

But he lost himself in unrequited love, went mad and killed the old man of the Demon Spring when he was off guard.

Thinking of all this, Leng Feng felt extremely ashamed.

He came to his senses and regretted it, but it was too late. The only thing he could do to make amends was to become the master of the Demon Spring Palace, protect Qiu Ziyue, and stay away from the killing.

At this moment, he saw that the soldiers were already preparing for their new life, repairing houses and tending to farmland, and everything was in good order.

Leng Feng was enjoying this moment of tranquility in the Demon Spring Palace.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid hoofbeats broke the silence.

"Master! Yelü Chengyuan, where are you?"

A familiar voice rang out outside the palace gates, accompanied by urgent shouts.

Startled, Leng Feng quickly turned and ran towards the gate.

To be continued in the next chapter!