Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

In the world of martial arts, unless the emperor is the most incompetent of all, and the world is engulfed in war, rebellion is an absolutely hellish and desperate mission.

If one were to encounter an emperor like Zhao Zhen, who was kind-hearted and highly respected, the difficulty of rebelling would be almost maxed out, and the success rate would be almost zero.

To rebel and usurp the throne, one needs to consider not only various conspiracies and tricks, but also guard against decapitation tactics.

Zhao Zhen has two incredibly powerful antagonists around him.

One is the renowned Yuan Shisanxian, who excels at long-range sniping with a 100% hit rate and a 99% lethality rate. His Heartbreaking Arrows pierce the heart with every shot.

One is Li Xunhuan, whose fame is obscure due to his long-term diplomatic missions to other countries. He possesses a causal weapon that will inevitably hit and kill any rebellious traitor.

Most importantly, the final step in the rebellion is a fierce battle in the capital, and the leader has no choice but to show himself.

As soon as they show themselves, they will be sniped by Yuan Shisanxian first, and then by Li Xunhuan. In addition, the two are not glass cannons that can only fire one shot at a time; they can fire in bursts.

Li Xunhuan is not well-known, so the mastermind behind him can be disregarded. But Yuan Shisanxian is a figure of immense prestige; anyone with a sound mind would certainly devise a countermeasure.

The original plan was—to kill each other!
He created an opportunity for Yuan Shisanxian to fight Zhuge Zhengwo one-on-one, hoping they would both perish. However, Zhuge Zhengwo was transferred to Yanyun and has not returned since.

Even if the two had a deep-seated hatred, it was impossible for the Grand Eunuch Yuan Shisanxian to take half a month's leave, leave the palace, and head north to Yanyun to challenge Zhuge Zhengwo to a duel.

Yuan Shisanxian is extremely stubborn and inflexible, his entire being is filled with "obsessions," and he is in an extreme state in both good and evil.

You treat me well, I will treat you a hundred times better.

You treat me badly, I will take revenge on you a thousandfold.

Coincidentally, Zhao Zhen was the person who treated Yuan Shisanxian the best, besides Wei Qingqing. Zhao Zhen promoted Yuan Shisanxian, who was not of the same surname, to the position of Grand Eunuch.

Even if the Heavenly King himself wanted to kill Zhao Zhen, Yuan Shisanxian would not hesitate to stand in front of Zhao Zhen.

Yuan Shisanxian had neither family nor wife and children. He lived in the palace, guarding it day and night, and never took a break.

From the moment Zhuge Zhengwo was transferred away from the capital, Yuan Shisanxian became an impenetrable shield. If someone wanted to rebel, how could they deal with Yuan Shisanxian?

Even if we could invite the top five of the Heavenly Gang and the eight heroes of the Jianghu to deal with Yuan Shisanxian, how could we deal with Li Zhaoting if we didn't give Yuan Shisanxian a chance to shoot arrows?

Under heaven, there are no more than a handful of beings who can withstand the Return of Ten Thousand Swords. These people are either reclusive masters who have cultivated in seclusion in the deep mountains or super demons.

Yuan Shisanxian's arrows can only kill one person.

Li Zhaoting's sword could easily pierce through a thousand with a single strike. Even if three thousand elite soldiers stood in his way, Li Zhaoting could easily kill them with a simple bamboo stick.

Li Zhaoting's father was the Vice Minister of War and the Marquis of Jingyuan, whose fief was five thousand households. His ambition was to become a high-ranking official and a renowned minister whose name would be remembered in history and whose name would be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Li Zhaoting was the Duke of Zhenguo, whose fiefdom was worth ten thousand households. Last autumn, he became the son-in-law of the Eighth Prince.

In other words, Li Zhaoting was firmly bound to the court and Zhao Zhen. Unless the Eighth Prince wanted to rebel, Li Zhaoting would stop anyone who wanted to rebel.

How to deal with Li Zhaoting?
What kind of expert could stop Li Zhaoting?
This is a question that not only the masterminds behind the rebellion are pondering, but also Li Zhaoting is considering.

In the end, Li Zhaoting concluded that the expert who had blocked his way was in the Heavenly Prison—Guan Qi!
The mastermind will use Wen Xiaobai or Lei Chun as bait at the last moment to provoke Guan Qi, causing him to become enraged, unleash his sword energy, and wreak havoc.

Since that's the case, Li Zhaoting simply sent Seventh Master a thousand miles away, thus destroying this strongest trump card.

We cannot challenge Guan Qi to a duel beforehand, as this would give the mastermind time to cover up their mistakes. Masters are hard to find, but we can eventually find one if we are willing to pay the price.

We cannot delay seeking a duel with Guan Qi, as the mastermind behind the scenes might launch a mutiny. Mutinies are always quick and decisive, and they don't drag on for long.

Li Zhaoting infiltrated Wan Sanqian's inner circle to observe Wan Sanqian's condition and determine when the mastermind would become impatient and why he chose Wan Sanqian.
Because Wan Sanqian has the ability to make money.

The three essential elements for rebellion: money, soldiers, and fame!

Money is of utmost importance.

Thirteen thousand in wealth could supply an army of hundreds of thousands for three years. It wasn't just about gold and silver; it was about the ability to transform gold and silver into provisions, weapons, and medicine.

There are too many people eyeing the 13,000.

Even someone as arrogant as Wan Sanqian felt waves of heart-wrenching palpitations and hired bodyguards at a high price.

By focusing on 13,000, one can guess the time limit.

Finally, using the wealth of 13,000, they entered the prison through the back door to avoid being caught in the crossfire after fighting Guan Qi, thus preventing the two from fighting freely.

The opportunity for a mutiny is fleeting.

If we miss this opportunity, the Eighth Prince will always be the Eighth Prince, and the Prince of Xiangyang will always be the Prince of Xiangyang.

All plans have been prepared; only the final step remains. The arrow is on the bowstring, and it must be released.

Even if the Eighth Prince wanted to give up and abandon his ambitions to become a carefree prince, he couldn't.

The rebels gathered at the city gate, and no matter how many difficulties the commander had, this battle was inevitable.

Since Guan Qi cannot be used to deal with Li Zhaoting, the Eighth King has one last trick up his sleeve—the hostage tactic!
They captured Tianxiang and used her to threaten Li Zhaoting.

The original plan was to send experts to infiltrate Jinling and launch a surprise attack on the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. However, these experts were defeated by Mei Lan Zhu Ju as soon as they got close to the mansion!
Two figures, Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju, each wielded a knife, while two others held swords, forming a yin-yang sword formation. Their weapons were divine weapons forged by skilled craftsmen from the Sword Forging City using the Sacred Flame Token.

This formation is not very effective against experts. Experts can use their protective qi to withstand it, or they can gather their true qi and shout to knock down one person and break the formation.

However, the Yin-Yang Sword Formation is invincible against novices. "Novices" here does not refer to third-rate martial artists, but rather those below the Heavenly Gang Ranking.

Unless you have a strong enough protective aura, a deadly move that can exchange life for life, or the ability to knock someone unconscious with a single shout, you will be ganged up on and beaten to death.

Li Shengnan and Wang Shenglan did not make a move at all.

The plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums dismissed all the assassins.

The withered plum tree did not appear.

The mechanisms made by carpenter Feng and the Ten Thousand Poisons Formation set up by Lan Fenghuang were never used, and the experts left behind by the old man didn't even show their faces.

The hostages in Jinling are uncaptured, the hostages in the Western Regions are too far away, and only Meizhu and Tianxiang remain in the capital.

It's impossible to catch Mei Zhu.

In front of thousands of martial artists, Guan Qi used the domain aura of his innate body-breaking formless sword energy to condense a precious sword at Mei Zhu's waist. Who could defeat this thing?

After much deliberation, only Tianxiang remains.

In fact, in Li Zhaoting's opinion, if the Eighth Prince wanted to take hostages, he should take Hua Manlou, Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Liuxiang, and Tang Zhuquan, which would be relatively more reliable!
Anyone who tries to catch Tianxiang is completely insane!
Take your brain out of your heels and use it!
Even a fool could figure it out: how could Li Zhaoting not leave Tianxiang a weapon for self-defense?

……

Tianxiang and Xing'er are shopping.

Last night, Li Zhaoting and Guan Qi fought so fiercely that the heavens and earth trembled. Guan Qi shattered the void, while Li Zhaoting suffered little damage to his spirit and energy, but his clothes were reduced to shreds.

Tianxiang knew nothing about knitting or needlework, so she wanted to go to the South Street of the capital to buy some pretty clothes and personally deliver them to the imperial prison, since she had never been there before!
Xing'er's face was full of black lines.

My dear princess, I know you're bait to lure out the assassin, but is it really necessary to be so obvious? Does a princess even need to buy clothes?
The princess's clothes were all custom-made.

The Prince's mansion employs five skilled embroiderers from the Xue family.

Tianxiang joked, "Xing'er, do you think this great hero has lost his mind? Your fishing skills are even worse than Li Zhaoting's, you're just blatantly using a straight hook!"

Xing'er nodded with an embarrassed smile.

Xing'er was Tianxiang's personal maid. The two grew up together and had a close friendship. When Tianxiang got married, Xing'er would naturally be part of her dowry.

Tianxiang snorted coldly: "Little maid! You have no sense at all! Li Zhaoting going to the prison is an idiotic act by someone with a mental illness, and I'm just going shopping to maintain my image!"
Who am I?

The lawless and fearsome devil!

The chivalrous and righteous Smell-Smelling Hero!
When others go shopping for clothes, it's like fishing with a straight hook.

I go shopping for clothes to maintain my public image; people would only be suspicious if I stayed home and slept all day.

Is Li Zhaoting still in prison?

Guan Qi has shattered the void, and there are no more threats in the Heavenly Prison. There's no point in keeping him there!

That awful place is filthy and smelly!

If you can't catch any fish, you might as well go home!

Xing'er whispered, "Princess, I heard that His Majesty issued an edict this morning prohibiting the Duke of Zhenguo from leaving the prison until Lu Xiaofeng is captured. However, the Duke of Zhenguo has rendered meritorious service in protecting the people of the capital and will have his fief increased by 5,000 households."

Tianxiang: You guys are fucking insane!

The two chatted as they walked, and before they knew it, there were fewer and fewer people around them. When they passed the street corner, the area suddenly became quiet, and only six figures remained.

One was as thin as a rake, with a head as big as a bucket, two sharp front teeth, and two wispy whiskers, looking like a large rat. His code name was—Rat! The other had eyes filled with terrifying murderous intent, holding two sharp knives. The knives were his life, and he was a person who disregarded life. His code name was—Knife!
A man with an ugly face, a mouthful of rotten teeth, and a body covered in dense, poisonous scars, emitting a putrid stench, resembling a bedbug, was codenamed—Scorpion!
A handsome man, holding a folding fan, with deep, affectionate eyes that are now filled with extreme coldness and ruthlessness, beneath which lies terror—his codename is—The Prodigal Son!
A tall, cold-faced man, holding a fireball in his left hand and a musket in his right, skilled in using firearms, codenamed—Thunder!
The last one was heavily made up, wearing flowing sleeves, with a shapely figure, clearly a master dancer, and her eyes held a hint of sympathy. Her code name was Hanako!
Rat, Knife, Scorpion, Prodigal Son, Thunder, Flower Boy, and if you add Mirror and Shadow, they become the infamous assassin trio—the Eight Heroes of Jiangyang!
Xing'er sneered: "You're really something! Six of the Eight Scoundrels of Jiangyang have come! You'd better think carefully about who you're dealing with, and who her husband is!"

Tianxiang laughed and said, "The Eight Scoundrels of Jiangyang? I've heard the Prince Consort mention these people. Why aren't Shadow and Mirror, who are the most skilled in martial arts, here? The six of you can't possibly beat me!"

Knife said coldly, "Whether we can win or not, we'll find out soon enough! We only care about money, not people. Even if it's the Heavenly King himself, we'll kill him without hesitation!"

Xing'er joked, "What a joke! Since you're so eager to kill the Heavenly King, why don't you kill the scorpion next to you? They're like brothers!"

Scorpion waved his hand: "Girl, you're joking! I'm just an ugly bug, while he's a high and mighty elder of the Sun Moon Cult. How could I dare to claim kinship with him?"

Xing'er gave a thumbs up: "High level! If you ever don't want to be an assassin anymore, you can become a monk, practice asceticism for thirty or forty years, and maybe you can even become a Dharma King."

Upon hearing this, the scorpion laughed heartily: "Young lady, you are truly amusing! We are here on orders to invite Princess Tianxiang to a beautiful and secluded place to stay for a month or two."

If the girl is worried, she can come with us. I promise I won't hurt her!

Scorpion spoke from the heart; he was a passionate man who would repay kindness with kindness and avenge wrongs with wrongs.

Scorpion was born in the Western Regions and was a homeless child. He was adopted by a scorpion-raising sorcerer and raised to become a scorpion person. Even though he was abused like this, he still remembered his master's kindness.

From birth until now, everyone Scorpio has encountered has either wanted to take advantage of him or loathed his stench. Xing'er is the first person to speak to Scorpio gently and kindly.

Although Xing'er's words were half sarcastic and half joking, Scorpion had suffered too much since childhood, so he was more than happy to have someone use nice words to tease him.

Scorpion never dreamed that he could become a Tantric Dharma King; such a good thing is impossible!

Daozi sneered: "Pah! A stinking scorpion dares to try and become a Dharma King? Buddha doesn't accept poisonous scorpions!"

The playboy smiled and said, "I do not like to fight with beautiful women, so please do not resist, ladies."

Hanako said calmly, "Young ladies, listen to my advice. You should know why we're here. Don't force us to take action!"

The rat chuckled, "The Heavenly Sword is high and mighty, only seeing great figures and grandmasters. I'm just a lousy rat picking up trash in the sewers. The Heavenly Sword can't see me!"

Lei Zi sneered: "Ladies, those guys are using relatively light force and won't kill me. I'll use a killing move that can blow people to smithereens!"

Tianxiang slowly raised the sugarcane: "You all talk too much nonsense! You only know about the Heavenly Sword, but you don't know about the Heavenly Sword of Unparalleled Power, which is both complementary and mutually restraining to the Supreme Heavenly Sword!"

"The Unyielding Sword of Heaven?"

"This sword technique was only passed down to me by the Prince Consort. Even the First Madam doesn't know it. You are very lucky to have the opportunity to see my sword technique, which I have been practicing for half a year, the Heavenless Absolute Sword!"

"A princess like you, reduced to a concubine, and you're still smug about it? Don't you feel ashamed?!"

The knife was swung towards Tianxiang's neck.

His sword flashed like the wind, as fast as lightning.

Tianxiang was surrounded by a mist of water vapor, forming a faint, colorless protective aura that resembled a large water bubble. Using a sugarcane as a sword, she unleashed a sword technique.

The Unparalleled Sword of Heaven: A Sword That Dominates All Heroes!

Tianxiang slashed the sugarcane in the air, and pale blue qi surged like a raging torrent, enveloping half the street.

Tianxiang's skill level is not deep enough. She practices martial arts sporadically, and her martial arts foundation is even worse than Li Qingming's. Her combat experience is close to zero.

Facing six battle-hardened, ruthless, and menacing assassins, Tianxiang originally had no chance of winning and would be captured alive in at most fifteen moves.

However, Li Zhaoting taught Tianxiang his self-created Wutian Absolute Sword. In a short time, Tianxiang could not understand the profound mystery of the Wutian Absolute Sword and could only learn one move.

The most suitable move for Tianxiang.

Swordsmanship reigns supreme among heroes.

Tianxiang took the word "arrogance" to its extreme.

Her carefree and unrestrained personality, the nobility of a princess, the domineering nature of the capital's most fearsome figure, and the carefree and lawless joy she experienced since childhood made Tianxiang fearless.

The rat moved with lightning speed, using the "rat leap" technique commonly used by thieves to leap high into the air, and thrust the Emei dagger straight into Tianxiang's back, followed by a loud bang.

"clang!"

The rat was blasted away by Tianxiang's protective aura, its tiger's mouth split open, and the Emei dagger fell to the ground with a clatter.

With a flick of her wrist, Tianxiang flicked the sugarcane back, her domineering sword intent transforming into three streaks of cold light. The top of the sugarcane exploded, its peel turning into sharp blades.

"Stab!"

A flash of cold light, and blood splattered out.

Blood spurted from the rat's throat, and its body crashed into a street-side shop, looking like a giant dead rat.

At the same time, Daozi brandished his twin blades, creating two bloody whirlwinds. Seven of the Eight Heroes of Jiangyang had tragic stories, but Daozi was born with a love for killing.

Tianxiang spun around like a crane, her sugarcane forming three rings around the moon, pointing towards the most powerful point of the sword net. Amidst the clang of metal against metal, the two steel swords were shattered into pieces by a single sugarcane.

This move is not a sword technique, but a mace technique.

Tianxiang was a royal princess whose family's martial arts were originally staff and fist techniques. After the Eighth Prince bestowed upon her a golden mace, she transformed her staff techniques into mace techniques and diligently practiced powerful and fierce kung fu from a young age.

Using sugarcane as a weapon is partly because Tianxiang likes to eat sugarcane, and partly because the shape and weight of sugarcane are similar to a mace, allowing her to use sugarcane to perform mace techniques.

Despite her petite stature, Tianxiang is actually a smaller version of Wang Shenglan, possessing superhuman strength and incredible stamina.

Daozi was first suppressed by the sword intent, and then Tianxiang ambushed him with mace technique. His two swords were shattered, and the fragments shot out, leaving more than a dozen bloody marks on Daozi's cheek.

Before the knife could be dodged, Tianxiang raised her hand and unleashed a powerful strike, slamming it heavily onto his head.

"Snapped!"

Knife's eyes rolled back, and the corpse fell to the ground.

Only then did Lei Zi and the others realize that they had encountered a formidable opponent. They swarmed forward and launched a joint attack, unleashing a continuous barrage of musket fire.

Lei Zi's musket roared; he was the world's best firearms engineer, and his musket could fire in rapid succession.

When Lei Zi was young, he came to the capital seeking an official position. He thought he could rely on his own abilities to become the chief craftsman in the Ministry of Works or the Ministry of War, but he was framed by treacherous villains.

After exhausting his family fortune and leaving prison, Lei Zi quickly turned to the dark side, becoming an assassin who relied on firearms.

The prodigal son spun his folding fan swiftly, and seventy-two poison needles blocked Tianxiang's retreat. His moves were light and graceful, employing the martial arts of the Flower Sect from the Six Paths of the Demonic Path.

The scorpion spat out two mouthfuls of saliva. His entire body was covered in scorpion venom; his saliva, blood, sweat, urine, and even dandruff all contained deadly poison.

Scorpions need to be provided with separate meals, water, and sleeping arrangements. They also need to eat alone at a separate table, living a lonely life.

Scorpions crave friends, longing for someone to tease or joke with them, even just a little bit, which would make them grateful and remember the kindness.

Hanako danced with flowing sleeves. She was the leading actress in a certain opera troupe. A powerful man took a liking to her, raped her cruelly, and disfigured her.

From then on, no matter when or where, Hanako would always wear a thick theatrical costume and harbor a deep-seated aversion to men, with only one exception.

That man is—Jong Yuan!
Facing the attack of four people, Tianxiang chuckled lightly, stirring up a vortex of qi in the sugarcane, causing the poison needles to shoot back. Langzi waved his folding fan to block the poison needles and retreated several steps.

Xing'er had been lying in ambush for a long time. She tripped the prodigal son and sent him sprawling into the garbage heap. The prodigal son cried out and a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

The prodigal son stumbled upon a scarecrow.

The scarecrow is a prodigal son's psychological trauma.

The prodigal son is a successor of the Flower Sect of the Demonic Path. In order to make him sever his emotional ties, his master lied and arranged a marriage for him. The two then went through a normal wedding ceremony.

Upon entering the bridal chamber, the prodigal son was horrified to discover that his beautiful wife had turned into a scarecrow.

The scarecrow dressed in a bright red wedding gown became the prodigal son's greatest fear, and the old scarecrow in the garbage dump happened to be draped in a tattered red cloth.

The prodigal son's psychological trauma was triggered, and he screamed in terror, shouting and yelling wildly, his face contorted with rage.

"Clap!"

The prodigal son stepped on the poisoned needle he had just fired. The needle was coated with a deadly poison that could kill on contact with blood. The prodigal son's face turned ashen, he foamed at the mouth, and collapsed to the ground.

"Damn it! I'll fight you to the death!"

Lei Zi waved his hand and threw out two Thunderfire Bombs.

This is a specially made high-powered firearm.

In an instant, flames shot into the sky! (End of Chapter)