Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 43 Tang Clan Secrets, Good Brothers, Loyalty
Upon seeing Li Zhaoting's face clearly, Qu Yang's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously took a half-step back.

Li Zhaoting had exceptional eyesight. When he interrogated Boss Qian, he observed Boss Qian's micro-expressions to confirm the truthfulness of his words and thus analyze the location.

Reading between the lines is an art.

Whether it's Boss Qian, Qu Yang, or a Grandmaster of the Heavenly Gang List with superb martial arts skills, they all have difficulty controlling certain organs when faced with certain unexpected events.

For example... the pupils!
Qu Yang had been on edge lately, seeing threats everywhere. After being provoked, he instinctively stepped back, but then realized he was being too wary and took a step forward.

The change happened so fast that Li Zhaoting hadn't been watching Qu Yang closely enough to miss the flaw. Qu Yang gave an awkward laugh and walked over with his granddaughter.

"May I ask your esteemed name, sir?"

"Li Zhaoting".

"May I ask your name, sir?"

"Tang Zhuquan".

"Young master's surname is Tang?"

"Can't I have the surname Tang?"

"Oh~ Please forgive my poor eyesight, but I suppose you are the Drunken Swordsman Tang Zhuquan. I have long admired your name, and it is my great honor and fortune to meet you today."

Qu Yang was adept at flattery.

Qu Yang is an elder of the Sun Moon Sect. In some respects, the Sun Moon Sect is no different from the Starry Sky Sect. Disciples must master the "Three Great Skills of the Starry Sky Sect".

—The art of flattery, the art of conch shells, the art of shamelessness!

When he speaks, he speaks of the Master's sacred teachings; when he closes his mouth, he speaks of both literary and

If the praise isn't loud enough, or the slogans aren't shouted loud enough, and the leader is displeased, you might be killed by the leader, or forced to take the Three Corpse Brain God Pill.

Those who become elders are all masters of flattery.

Otherwise, they would have been killed long ago!

From the moment Ren Woxing became the leader, there was this atmosphere of flattery. Anyone who dared to displease Ren Woxing would have their entire life's energy and spirit turned into nourishment for him.

Tang Zhuquan was so dizzy from being filmed.

In the world of martial arts, who doesn't crave fame and fortune?
Tang Zhuquan was used to flattery and had long been immune to it. However, the words "Drunken Swordsman" touched a nerve with him, and he never tired of hearing them.

Qu Feiyan said with a smile, "You two are so beautiful. Are you both Brother Li's wives?"

Feng Suzhen nodded gently.

Lan Fenghuang leaned closer to Li Zhaoting.

"Brother Li, you're really something! How did you manage to marry such a beautiful woman?"

"A martial arts contest to choose a husband!"

Li Zhaoting casually demonstrated a sword technique.

Marrying Feng Suzhen was clearly a martial arts contest to find a husband.

Lan Fenghuang's marriage proposal also involved a martial arts contest, but with some unexpected twists, she kicked her father-in-law away and then chased after her uncles and other relatives, beating them all into submission.

"Is Brother Li's martial arts skill very high?"

"I have a basic understanding of swordsmanship."

"Brother Li, you have a jade flute hanging at your waist. Are you perhaps skilled in music, a great talent who excels in both literature and martial arts?"

"I only have a superficial understanding; it's not worth mentioning."

Li Zhaoting gently rubbed Qu Feiyan's head.

Blue Phoenix poked its head out from her arms, revealing a kitten guarding its food, and let out a series of growls.

Like repels like!
Qu Feiyan stared wide-eyed, asking all sorts of questions, clearly using the same tactics as Lan Fenghuang, using naiveté as a weapon to do things that were slightly out of line.

"Sister Lan doesn't seem to like me."

How could I not like you!

Blue Phoenix thought to herself, "I like you so much!"
I want to savor this cup of green tea!
"Was it because I stood too close to Brother Li that my sister got angry? It's my fault..."

Qu Feiyan lowered her eyes, her face showing signs of tears.

“Little sister, in my family, everything is decided by Sister Suzhen. I can’t tell right from wrong, I just listen to Sister Suzhen.”

Blue Phoenix launched her attack with a half-smile.

The two cups of green tea went back and forth, neither giving an inch.

One is the camellia of Miao region, blooming brightly; the other is the Dongting Biluochun tea, budding and ready to bloom. One never speaks of her brother, while the other speaks of her sister. One's tongue is like a barrage of arrows, leaving no room to hide; the other's tone is like snowflakes falling in the dead of winter, plum blossoms and snow vying for spring's glory, pear blossoms reflecting the bright moon, and the warbling of orioles, lingering and endless.

Tang Zhuquan laughed loudly, "Good! Excellent! I've tasted wines from all over the world, but I've never tasted a wine that tastes like tea. Good wine! Truly good wine!"

Lan Fenghuang was not shy at all; she openly and boldly took Li Zhaoting's arm, showing off her power.

Qu Feiyan turned and pounced on Feng Suzhen. The little girl was very perceptive and realized that Feng Suzhen was the first wife. As long as Feng Suzhen spoke, Li Zhaoting would have to back down.

Li Zhaoting looked at Qu Yang awkwardly.

Qu Yang shrugged helplessly.

Even Duan Zhengchun couldn't do anything about this!

However, Feng Suzhen had a solution.

With a powerful grappling move in her left hand, Feng Suzhen grabbed Lan Fenghuang by the back of her neck, and with a smaller grappling move in her right hand, she grabbed Qu Feiyan, carrying the two of them downstairs at lightning speed.

Blue Phoenix skillfully covered her face.

The difference in martial arts skills is too great; struggling is pointless.

At this point, you must cover your face.

Qu Feiyan struggled for a moment, then resigned herself to her fate, pleading with Feng Suzhen to be lenient.

……

"Now we can get down to business!"

Tang Zhuquan tapped the table lightly: "What does Liu Zhengfeng's retirement have to do with you? Qu Yang, are you here to observe the ceremony, or to cause trouble?"

Qu Yang smiled wryly: "Master Tang, is it possible to cause trouble with your granddaughter? Although I am an elder of the Demonic Sect, I am not a heartless and ruthless demon."

Li Zhaoting suddenly asked, "Qu Yang, there's something I'm very curious about. Qu Feiyan is your granddaughter, but where is your son? I've never heard of him!"

Qu Yang's expression grew even more bitter: "The people of the Demonic Sect act recklessly and have made many enemies. If our family members are exposed, they may be wiped out."

"Can I understand it this way: your wives and daughters on the surface are mostly a cover, and you secretly keep a mistress to have a son for you?"

"What makes you say that, Young Master Li?"

"Qu Yang, when you were traveling the martial arts world, did you have any sworn brothers, like Zhang San or Li Si?"

"No! No! Never!" "Qu Yang, I can name Zhang San and Li Si, what do you have to hide? Have you forgotten that my surname is Li? Guess if my Li is the Li of Li Si?"

Li Zhaoting's words were harsh and he pressed on relentlessly.

Tang Zhuquan was unaware of the intricacies of the situation, but pretended to know, putting on a serious expression.

A large, over 300-pound fat man, with clenched fists and a stern face, was far more intimidating than Li Zhaoting.

Li Zhaoting's appearance was so handsome that even if he materialized his killing intent and murderous aura on his face, forming blood-red demonic patterns, it would only make people feel mesmerized.

A cold-blooded demon lord is often more attractive.

"You...you...you came here...you still won't let me go! You still won't let me go..."

At this point, Qu Yang realized he had spoken out of turn.

Li Zhaoting was clearly bluffing him!

If Li Zhaoting were truly "Li Si," he wouldn't have said a single word of nonsense to him; instead, he would have simply and decisively killed them to silence them and send the grandfather and grandson to the underworld.

Who's behind Li Si?

"Wang Wu!"

Li Zhaoting casually made up a name for himself.

Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, Zhao Liu – it all sounds very natural.

Qu Yang's lips curled into a sneer: "Young Master Li, don't try to fool me. Those things from back then should be buried deep underground forever. Why bother digging them up?"

"Why don't you guess where I learned these names? I am indeed bluffing you, but what I'm about to say is true. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

"please say."

"A woman named Madam Tang, whose face was disfigured, used a powerful hidden weapon as a price to help me find Qu Yang and give him a farewell."

"What farewell?"

"The end of this year is the deadline. If you don't come home this year, your relationship with your husband will be severed, and your relationship with your son will be severed. You know better than I what Mrs. Tang will do."

Where did you meet Mrs. Tang?

"In Luzhou, at Yunjian Temple, Madam Tang is a doctor who takes care of poor patients."

"What else did she say?"

"She suspects my father is Li Si."

"Any more?"

She said you are her husband.

"only these?"

"I won't press a compassionate old lady, but you are an elder of the Demonic Sect. You must have done quite a few immoral things over the years, right?"

“Young Master Li, to be honest, the secrets of that year should be forgotten. Knowing them will do you no good, only bring you death.”

"Aren't you afraid I'll torture you?"

"Feiyan knows nothing about these things. As long as you swear to take good care of Feiyan, you can take my life anytime. I have nothing to be reluctant to leave."

Qu Yang revealed a bleak look in his eyes.

Li Zhaoting and Tang Zhuquan exchanged a glance. Li Zhaoting waved his hand to dispel the oppressive atmosphere around the dining table, while Tang Zhuquan invited Qu Yang to eat, temporarily forgetting what had just happened.

When Li Zhaoting was interrogating Qu Yang earlier, he used a technique taught by his master to isolate the three of them from each other's energy. No matter how intense the argument was, the others pretended not to see it.

When the mad Taoist taught Duan Yu swordsmanship, he easily isolated a stone chamber, splitting it open.

Qu Yang shrank back, and only when he realized that the other diners were not paying attention to him did he muster up the courage to eat.

The fine wine and food tasted like wax to him, but he had to put on a show of enthusiasm and perform a scene of merriment until the dishes were a mess before Qu Yang finally got up and left.

Tang Zhuquan looked at Li Zhaoting curiously: "What secrets is Qu Yang hiding? What Zhang San and Li Si are they? What is Madam Tang's background? Is she a disciple of the Tang Clan?"

Li Zhaoting explained the situation in Luzhou.

Tang Zhuquan awkwardly rubbed his stomach.

The Tang Clan has a history spanning hundreds of years and has countless branches; even the head of the Tang family doesn't know how many branches there are.

To find out who is who, you have to check the family tree.

However, Tang Songting led his clansmen to establish a separate household and revised the family genealogy, recording only his own lineage.

All other members of the tribe have cut off contact.

Tang Zhuquan analyzed: "Under the whole world, there are no more than ten hidden weapons that can cause you damage, and only three or five of them can be considered top-tier hidden weapons."

In today's world, there are three types of masters of concealed weapons.

Mind, Dharma, and instrument.

Representing the 'heart' is the Heartbreak Arrow of Grand Eunuch Yuan Shisanxian; once shot, it will surely break one's heart.

Representing the 'method' is the head of the Tang family. Old Madam Tang's freehand ink splashes, blank spaces with small poems, and chaotic landscape cloaks are considered the pinnacle of hidden weapons.

The 'weapon' represents the Peacock Feather, a sacred artifact passed down through generations of the Peacock Manor. For three hundred years, countless people have tried to break into the Peacock Manor, but all have been easily killed by the Peacock Feather.

In addition, other powerful hidden weapons include the Heaven-Shattering, Earth-Destroying, Bone-Piercing, Heart-Piercing Needle, Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, Nine Heavens, Ten Earths, Nineteen Divine Needles, Thousand Suns, and so on.

Madam Tang should know one of these things.

Furthermore, if Madam Tang is a direct descendant of the Tang Clan, she might possess several of the Tang Clan's secret hidden weapons, which even my father had never seen before, only read about in records.

Some are only the size of a palm, shaped like a crescent moon, and are so elusive that they are called the Soul-Stealing Shadowless Blade.

Some have delicate, willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows that, when they strike, trap people in an illusion, where a sharp blade pierces their brain.

Some are small iron balls shaped like water droplets, which are said to be able to track the enemy's energy and automatically hunt down the opponent.

These hidden weapons are a combination of mind, technique, and weapon; only masters who have cultivated their essence, energy, and spirit can use them.

My father said that even Grandma Tang could only use a portion of it, especially that mysterious little iron ball, which was only mentioned in a few words.

That's all I know.

Look up the rest yourself!

Tang Zhuquan revealed the secrets to the Tang Clan without hesitation.

On the one hand, the Tang family had already established their own independent entity.

On the other hand, there are few good people in the Tang Clan; most are cunning, treacherous, and ruthless schemers.

Given Li Zhaoting's personality, he will definitely clash with the Tang Clan when he goes to Sichuan for training in the future. He should tell his friend about some Tang Clan techniques in advance so that he can be prepared.

Li Zhaoting: Thanks a lot, my good brother!
(End of this chapter)