Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 354 Joyful Heroes
What is the most comfortable day?

If Li Zhaoting were to answer this question, he would definitely answer... the days he pretended to be sick!

Without the pain and troubles of illness, one can lie in bed like a king, with someone to serve one's every need, and one's clothes and food served to one another.

Is there any more comfortable life in the world?
Do the whole show.

In order to avoid being exposed for "reincarnating," Li Zhaoting needed to feign illness for a period of time, quietly recuperating in Jinling, which attracted many women to visit him.

Cheng Huaixiu, Wang Yuyan, Li Shengnan, and Gongsun Lan all sent people to inquire about his well-being and bring him nutritional supplements. The house was filled with jealousy, and Li Zhaoting was overjoyed.

The Azure Dragon Society has been relatively quiet for the time being.

This assassination attempt resulted in a tremendous loss.

Assassins are consumables, precious consumables. A qualified assassin requires years of training.

The loss of so many elite assassins at once brought the Azure Dragon Society's December branch to a standstill, severely impacting 30-40% of the hit-and-run business in the martial arts world.

Before figuring out how Wang Shenglan killed so many assassins, would Qinglong act rashly? Not to mention that Li Zhaoting was recuperating in Jinling, surrounded by experts, and was bitten by the Golden Silkworm Gu as soon as he infiltrated the Li residence.

How could Li Zhaoting possibly focus on recuperating?

After living the life of a pampered lord for half a month, Li Zhaoting found it extremely boring. He disguised himself as a fortune teller, randomly chose a prefecture, and went sightseeing.

Because he had previously deceived Wang Shenglan, in order to compensate this great-aunt who wielded the Overlord Spear, Li Zhaoting brought Wang Shenglan along as well, considering that she needed to be taken care of, so that the two of them wouldn't be without money to pay the bill.

Li Zhaoting is a fortune teller.

Meizhu is a young Taoist nun who dances with a sword and rings a bell.

Wang Shenglan is a bodyguard who protects rare and precious treasures.

Lan Fenghuang stomped her feet in anger, thinking to herself, "If I had known that the Zhubei Manor was so much fun, I would have gone with them. Isn't it just about fooling idiots? You can fool me all you want!"

Feng Suzhen remained calm and took out a confidential letter: "Sister Phoenix, this is a letter from Father-in-law in the capital, instructing us to carry out a mission."

"What kind of task? Is there a reward?"

"If you do well, you'll be the first to offer incense during the ancestral worship ceremony at the end of the year. If you don't, you'll be punished according to family rules!"

"what's up?"

"Go to the coastal areas of Fujian to investigate the Japanese pirates."

"Should we kill them all?"

"An investigation is not a killing. Once you're in Fujian, follow my orders, or I'll spank you!"

"My sister is so authoritative now!"

"Does my younger sister wish to experience the might of the First Wife's swordsmanship?"

"My little sister has made some progress and her martial arts skills have greatly improved!"

"hey-hey!"

Feng Suzhen picked up a feather duster.

After a short while, Lan Fenghuang's screams echoed from the garden. After a while, Lan Fenghuang lay groaning in the room, unwilling to move.

Lan Fenghuang's "Thousand-Mile Whip Thunder" is very strong. Huangfu Changhen used it to fight against "One Sword Separates the World". Facing the ultimate killing move of the Demon Sword Clan, which has reached its peak, Huangfu Changhen only suffered minor injuries. The long whip attacks from a distance, which has a clear restraining effect on close-combat sword techniques.

The downside is that its weaknesses are too obvious.

The weakness of the Thousand-Mile Thunder Whip lies in its chest.

Feng Suzhen broke through the momentum of the whip technique with one move, and then brandished the feather duster, revealing the power of a first wife.

The blue phoenix instantly turned into a plucked phoenix.

Where did you learn this sword technique?
Which wise and experienced person is so bored?
……

Jiang Yuyan walked into a silk shop.

Ke Baisui had been waiting for a long time.

"Yu Yan, how have you been lately?"

“Very good. I have completed all the tasks you assigned. I have successfully climbed into the master's bed and gained his trust. Li Zhaoting cannot do without me!”

"You want to use Li Zhaoting's influence to betray me?"

"As I said before, we are collaborators. You post the tasks, I complete the tasks, and each task must have sufficient rewards, otherwise the cooperation ends."

"I have three tasks for you this time."

I need you to investigate three things.

1. Was Li Zhaoting really injured?

Second, can the Longevity Technique achieve resurrection by borrowing a corpse?

Third, the frequent troop movements of the imperial court are suspected to be related to Li Nanxing. I need the exact location of the target.

The first two tasks each cost 30,000 taels.

The last task is worth 100,000 taels.

I need an answer within two weeks.

Ke Baisui took out a stack of silver notes.

Jiang Yuyan said, "I need twenty days. The Li family father and son rarely communicate, and Li Zhaoting rarely goes to the capital. If I want to investigate accurate information, I need a lucky coincidence."

"The maximum grace period is eighteen days."

"I don't need money. I have enough to eat, wear, and spend money. What I need are rare and precious materials that can quickly improve my strength. I need martial arts manuals."

“Bite off more than you can chew!”

"That's because they're too untalented!"

Do you want internal energy cultivation or martial arts techniques?

"Martial arts, swordsmanship!"

"How about 'A Single Slash Against the Wind'?"

"make a deal!"

Jiang Yuyan casually grabbed the silver note: "Consider this a deposit. I will complete the task as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he picked up several bolts of silk and left.

The silk shop assistant looked utterly dissatisfied.

"Uncle, Jiang Yuyan's martial arts skills are getting better and better, and with Li Zhaoting's indulgence, I'm afraid she will betray us soon. Her appetite is too big."

“Jinling is Li Zhaoting’s territory. If it weren’t for Jiang Yuyan’s cover, we would have been arrested long ago! It’s a good thing that she has ambition; it means she can be bought with benefits.”

"What if her ambitions become excessively inflated?"

“A maid who climbs into her master’s bed, if she becomes ambitious, will definitely want a title. If she becomes a concubine, she will covet the wife; if she becomes the wife, she will covet the master of the house.”

Jiang Yuyan is ambitious, but unfortunately, she comes from a humble background and has a weak foundation. We will provide her with martial arts manuals to make her stronger and enable her to achieve her ambitions.

The higher Jiang Yuyan's martial arts skills, the more unstable the Li family becomes.

She will turn on Li Zhaoting sooner or later.

Li Zhaoting has thwarted his master's grand plan. His momentum is unstoppable, and the assassination attempt is bound to fail. To eliminate Li Zhaoting, it is necessary to exploit his weaknesses.

A young hero, but also a womanizer.

Little did they know that lust is a double-edged sword!

Li Zhaoting won't live for many more years!

He is not worthy to be compared to his master!

Ke Baisui clenched his fists, his face contorted with madness.

The waiter listened with rapt attention. He was a distant nephew of Ke Baisui and worked as an apprentice under Ke Baisui. He was essentially Ke Baisui's successor. After Ke Baisui's death, he would inherit the position of steward and gain power and status.

Of course, only those who pass the test have the right to inherit.

That guy's just a nobody now.

There is still a long way to go before it meets the standards.

As the saying goes, "Don't bite off more than you can chew!"
As the saying goes, "It's never a bad thing to have many skills!"

Some people learn a lot but are "generalists without being experts".

Some people who have learned a lot are called "erudite and versatile".

Guo Dalu clearly belongs to the latter type.

He can ride horses, and he can ride the wildest horses.

He is skilled in fencing, capable of piercing through armor with a single strike and striking willow catkins in the wind; his moves are both swift and precise.

He can cook, and his fish dishes are so fresh and delicious that they are no less than those of the imperial chefs. He is also good at making beggar's chicken.

He can sing, both the powerful and melodious tunes of the pipa and the heroic songs of Yan and Zhao, and the three-stringed instrument, singing "Where will I be when I wake up from my drunken stupor tonight? On the willow bank, in the morning breeze and under the waning moon." His melodies are full of charm, as if he has worked hard for twenty years.

Those who know Guo Dalu say that there's nothing he can't do except give birth.

It wasn't until Guo Dalu's parents passed away, and he sold his family property to roam the martial arts world alone with only a sword and a horse, hoping to become a renowned knight-errant, that people realized Guo Dalu wasn't good at everything and didn't know how to be a "martial arts man."

While working as a bodyguard, Guo Dalu encountered bandits on the road. He knocked the bandits down with a few punches and kicks. The bandits knelt down and cried that they were poor. Guo Dalu believed them and immediately took out money to help the bandits.

As a chef, Guo Dalu knows that every customer has a different taste. When someone complained that the fish was a bit bland, Guo Dalu threw the plate at the customer's face and angrily scolded him for being ignorant.

I wanted to busk, but I was too shy and felt ashamed.

He wanted to perform martial arts, but his skills were genuine; his moves weren't flashy enough, and he wouldn't attract any spectators.

Furthermore, street performers don't rely on tips; they sell tiger skins and bones, or tiger bone balm. The most famous of these performers is Li Zhong, the tiger-slaying general.

Guo Dalu was skilled at everything, but his temper prevented him from doing anything well, making him increasingly poor. When Li Zhaoting met Guo Dalu, he had just spent his last copper coin on three catties of wine at a restaurant.

Guo Dalu originally wanted to sing for money, but as soon as he entered the restaurant, the waiter greeted him warmly and, with a few words, dissuaded him from singing. Guo Dalu then obediently took out his last few coins and ate a hearty meal.

I'll also tip the waiter a few coins.

Guo Dalu is out of money.

He didn't have a single copper coin on him.

The most valuable thing is this outfit.

It was already late autumn, and he absolutely couldn't sell his clothes. To secure his next meal, Guo Dalu had no choice but to suppress his pride and start performing martial arts on the street.

As everyone knows, street performers need to shout a few times to attract customers.

Guo Dalu is very eloquent, but when it's not his turn to speak, he talks a lot. When it is his turn to speak, he becomes tongue-tied and can't utter a single word.

He waved his hands haphazardly and performed a set of punches.

Li Zhaoting and his two companions watched from the second floor of the restaurant.

Guo Dalu's punches were like tigers leaping from the mountains, and his kicks were like dragons entering the sea. His fists flew about, and even the Five Rats and Qu Feiyan, working together, could not defeat his fists.

The nearby residents were so frightened that they scattered and fled.

Who wouldn't be terrified if a madman suddenly started boxing in the street? Guo Dalu felt his blood boil and thought to himself, "I'll show you my real skills, and you'll all cheer."

"boom!"

Guo Dalu punched a hole in the wall behind him, then did a somersault, and with a "rip," Guo Dalu's last pair of pants was ripped open by brute force.

The people fled in panic!
This guy is a complete madman!
The guards behind the courtyard wall came out to arrest him. Guo Dalu was about to argue when someone grabbed his wrist: "Do you have any money to pay compensation? Aren't you afraid of being thrown in jail?"

"What do you want?"

"Come with me!"

"Oh~ ok!"

Guo Dalu was dragged to the dilapidated temple by Li Zhaoting.

Don't ask how the dilapidated temple came to be.

As the strongest "refresher" in the martial arts world, how could a dilapidated temple be absent when heroes meet?

Guo Dalu took a few breaths before he had time to examine Li Zhaoting, a handsome Taoist priest holding a banner, who seemed to be a fortune teller. He was accompanied by a young Taoist nun and a big yellow dog.

Judging from their eyes, the relationship between the Taoist priest and the nun was unclear, and they were probably not legitimate Taoists. What was even stranger was that the two rogue Taoists were accompanied by a down-on-her-luck female bodyguard, who was carrying an iron box on her back.

What kind of weird combination is this?
Guo Dalu had been wandering the world for more than half a year, going from being extremely wealthy to being penniless. He had met countless people, but such a strange combination was something he had never seen before in his life.

"You...who are you?"

"My secular name is Li Tingkuan, and my sobriquet is Fanshen Jushi! Young man, I have just read your face. Your poverty will soon be over, and you will soon turn your life around!"

"Such a dramatic turnaround!"

"It's better to turn your life around than to be down on your luck forever. This young man is very fortunate. He will meet a benefactor when he goes out and will soon change his fate. He will have both wealth and romance."

Where is the benefactor?

"I am!"

Li Zhaoting pointed to himself.

Guo Dalu rummaged through his pockets: "I don't even have a single copper coin on me. The most valuable thing I have is this tattered robe. Why bother trying to cheat me?"

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble Taoist priest never lies!"

"How should I address you, ladies?"

"My Taoist name is Wu Mei!"

"Charming? Is that a Taoist name?"

"It is Wu Mei, the five of one, two, three, four, five. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Plum blossoms have five petals. I was abandoned under the plum tree, hence the Taoist name Wu Mei!"

"I see, this young lady is..."

"Wen Yuan, Wen as in culture, Yuan as in mandarin duck! Chief镖师 of Tianxia镖局, do you need a bodyguard?"

Li Zhaoting and the others had such prominent names that they all adopted code names in order to have more fun while out.

Guo Dalu's eyes lit up: "I remember there was a fierce general named Wen Yang during the Later Han and Three Kingdoms period. What is your relationship with Wen Yang? Are you a descendant of Wen Yang?"

"I'm his sister."

Wang Shenglan tossed her hair and smiled.

Guo Dalu's eyes rolled back, and he felt dizzy and lightheaded.

I thought I'd found a meal ticket, but all three of them were abnormal: a rambling, nonsensical Taoist priest, a female Taoist priest with deep affection and seductive eyes, and a crazy female bodyguard. They didn't seem like three helpers, but rather three burdens.

Heaven have mercy! In just six months, Guo Dalu went from being incredibly wealthy to being penniless, unable to even support himself. With three children to support, he's probably contemplating suicide.

Fortunately, when people in the underworld are short of money, they still have one last kind of business, the oldest kind.

—Rob the rich to help the poor!
Guo Dalu told a little lie: the most valuable thing he owned wasn't his clothes, but the expensive sword he bought when he decided to venture into the martial world, which cost him a hundred taels of silver.

evening.

Li Zhaoting went out and hunted two pheasants.

Guo Dalu skillfully slaughtered, plucked, and grilled the chicken.

Mei Zhu asked, "Guo Dalu, your cooking skills are so good, why don't you work as a chef in a restaurant?"

"I've done it! I have a bad temper! I like to throw plates in the face of customers who give me bad reviews."

Guo Dalu was thrilled after finishing the roast chicken.

Although he knew these were three burdens, Guo Dalu couldn't abandon them since they had first saved him and then treated him to pheasant. He decided to rob the rich to help the poor that night, distribute the stolen money to the poor, and keep ten percent for himself to treat the three to a good meal.

Guo Dalu has chosen his target.

It was a manor called Fugui Mountain Villa.

Fugui Villa – just the name sounds like a wealthy place.

How can you be called "rich and noble" if you don't have money!
It is said that Fugui Villa occupies a hilltop.

Guo Dalu subconsciously thought of "Zhou Bapi"!
Today is the day Grandpa Guo becomes famous!

Fugui Manor, get ready to welcome this great man!

Guo Dalu left the dilapidated temple with great pride.

(End of this chapter)