Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

"Boom!"

More than a dozen firearms exploded simultaneously.

Legend has it that Wuqing, the leader of the Four Great Constables, is unparalleled in the world when it comes to hidden weapons, and can "fight an entire sect by himself." Wuqing alone is said to be able to match all the masters of the Tang Clan.

Lei Zi is also capable of "taking on an entire family single-handedly." Lei Zi's creativity and craftsmanship in firearms are in no way inferior to the Lei family, the world's strongest firearms family.

Lei Zi's martial arts skills are not very good, but his destructive power ranks first among the Eight Heroes of Jiangyang. Given enough time to prepare, he can blow up a mountain.

Firearms, thunderbolts, and toad cannons are Lei Zi's specialties. Cannons are not suitable for use in the capital, and the other two are not suitable either!
Hanako and Scorpion were almost driven mad with anger.

You could just use muskets to fire; why throw out so many thunderbolts? Are you afraid the Six Doors won't see them?

Tianxiang waved her hand, releasing a gentle protective shield.

Water Shield!
Combining the Water God's Wrath, the Shifting Stars, and the Tai Chi Mystic Art to create a force-dissipating technique, it is extremely effective against firearms, and its defensive power doubles in places with abundant moisture.

Lei Zi only knows how to fire weapons, not how to use them to assist his fist and palm strikes. The flames blasted towards Tian Xiang, but the water shield flashed with countless ripples, completely deflecting the force.

The scorpion brandished its venomous claws and lunged at Xing'er, intending to catch as many as possible. But then it thought, Xing'er is just a maidservant of Tianxiang. Who would care about a maidservant?
If they fail to capture Princess Tianxiang and only capture Xing'er, Xing'er might be killed in revenge. Thinking of Xing'er's earlier gentle and playful remarks...

Scorpion thought to himself, "I'm tormented by the poison scars every day, and I'm already living a life worse than death. Even if my master kills me, it's worth it to exchange my worthless life for a little girl's life!"

The venomous claws released their force at the last inch.

The scorpion stumbled.

Tianxiang happened to move behind the scorpion, and with a gentle touch of the sugarcane in her hand, sealed the scorpion's acupoints.

Xing'er teased, "Uncle Poison, I didn't expect you to be a beast in human form with such a soft heart. You're really not suited to be an assassin; you should be an ascetic monk."

Scorpion smiled bitterly, "Sigh! Little girl, hearing what you said makes my death worthwhile!"

"Was what I said particularly unusual?"

"In all the world, you are the first person who neither wants to poison me nor use me, and who is not disgusted by my stench. I am grateful for your kindness."

"It's that simple?"

"Hehe! Little girl, remember this: what you get every day might be something others can only dream of! Looks like Scorpion Lord won't be able to survive!"

"Poisonous Uncle, if you sincerely repent, I beg the princess to save your life and let you become a monk!"

While the two were talking, Lei Zi was knocked to the ground by Tian Xiang. Tian Xiang felt that Lei Zi's skills were very important to the Song Dynasty's Imperial Guards, so she did not kill him.

Hanako knew she couldn't defeat the Heavenly Fragrance, so she feigned an attack and quickly ran away, leaving behind the scent of perfume in mid-air.

Scorpion joked, "I never expected this! That bastard Lei always said he was a talented man who wasn't recognized, and that he was the most valuable of the Eight Heroes of Jiangyang. Now it seems, hehe!"

Master math, physics, and chemistry, and you'll be able to go anywhere in the world without fear!
A highly skilled gunpowder weapons engineer like Lei Zi could hold a high position anywhere.

He was unlucky back then and was framed; he was simply unlucky and didn't meet someone who recognized his worth.

Tianxiang flicked the sugarcane, smearing the blood droplets on it onto the ground, and pouted at Xing'er: "Six of them can't beat one sugarcane! And they've delayed this great hero from buying clothes!"

Xing'er kicked the unconscious Lei Zi: "Princess, even the Prince Consort can train a sword immortal using sugarcane! Among all the masters in the world, our Prince Consort should be the greatest!"

Not long after, the constables from the Six Doors arrived.

They moved the corpses of Rat, Prodigal, and Knife to the morgue. Scorpion and Thunder were prisoners captured by Tianxiang herself, and Tianxiang brought them back to the palace.

Tianxiang's mood was spoiled, so she rode her donkey home. When she reached a stone bridge, she was met by an old woman with a missing arm and a blind eye, who was leaning on a cane.

Just then, Tianxiang's donkey, for some unknown reason, suddenly charged at the old woman.

Tianxiang leaped up, grabbed the old woman, and flashed to the side of the stone bridge. Just then, she suddenly felt a pain in her ribs. The old woman's face was full of malice, showing no sign of horror.
"You...you are..."

“Li Zhaoting killed my lover, so I captured his concubine. This is called an eye for an eye.”

Just as the old woman was about to leave with Tianxiang, Scorpion broke free of his shackles and stood in front of her, saying, "Put Princess Tianxiang down, or I'll poison you!"

The scorpion's internal energy couldn't break free of the shackles, but his saliva had a strong corrosive effect. He secretly spat twice, corroding the shackles and creating gaps.

He had been looking for an opportunity to escape, but unexpectedly encountered this situation halfway through, and Scorpion immediately stepped forward.

Scorpion was a man of principle, clear about right and wrong. Princess Tianxiang spared his life instead of sending him to prison to be executed during the imperial examinations. Scorpion remembered this kindness.

A life-saving grace must be repaid with one's own life.

Scorpions are soaked in various scorpion venoms from a young age, their bodies are covered in venomous scars, they cannot come into contact with others, and they have to endure the pain of scorpion venom day and night, living a life worse than death.

In the Scorpion's view, his own life is worthless, and trading it for someone else's life would be a huge profit. If the other party doesn't release him, then he'll fight to the death!

The old woman sneered disdainfully, flicked her wrist, and drew a sharp sword from her cane. With a flash of light, the scorpion was sliced ​​diagonally from the shoulder to the ribs.

Blood flowed freely, and internal organs could be vaguely seen.

The internal organs were pitch black and reeked of a foul odor.

The scorpion lay on its back, unable to rise again. The old woman grabbed the incense stick and vanished without a trace in a few flashes.

Xing'er tried to stop the scorpion's bleeding by applying acupressure, but the scorpion hurriedly writhed twice, crying out, "Don't come any closer! My blood contains deadly poison! Don't worry about me, go save the princess!"

"You...you've lost so much blood..."

"I'm just a worthless old man, living a life worse than death. If someone worries about me and pleads for me before I die, even if I go to the eighteenth level of hell, I'll go with a smile!"

Before Scorpion could finish speaking, a moderate bark came from afar, followed by a finger strike that landed on Scorpion from a distance, sealing his pressure points.

"Clap!"

A makeshift stretcher fell from mid-air.

"Xing'er, take the scorpion to the Marquis's residence! Also, find someone to get some lime to clean out the venomous blood."

"As ordered!"

Xing'er subconsciously followed the command.

Disobeying orders is not acceptable.

The princess also wants to hear this voice.

After all, the princess was just a mere little pomegranate, while the other was the first wife, who had absolute authority.

Even Li Zhaoting didn't dare to act recklessly!

Xing'er found someone to deal with the poisonous blood and remove the scorpion. Lei Zi obediently followed, not daring to say a word.

……

"Clap!"

Tianxiang was thrown into a house in the suburbs.

The old woman said viciously, "Stay put! After I kill Li Zhaoting, I'll use his heart and liver to pay tribute to my lover, and then I'll bury you two together."

Tianxiang argued, "Are you kidding me? Li Zhaoting has more than a dozen wives and six children. How could he risk his life for a concubine he hasn't even married into the family?"

The old woman sneered: "Because Li Zhaoting is a self-important romantic, his arrogance does not allow him to show any weakness to me. In his eyes, I am just an ant."

Tianxiang asked curiously, "You just said that Li Zhaoting killed your husband. Who was your husband? I don't mean anything by it, I'm just curious."

Anyway, I'm going to die soon. Even a traitor who rebels will have a bowl of rice before he dies.

Judging from your imperious attitude, you are most likely the head of a prestigious sect or a martial arts family. The rules of the martial arts world have long been etched into your being.

I can't undo the acupoints you pressed.

On the way here, you gave me half a jar of very fragrant wine, which must have been poisoned.

"You've used pressure point techniques and poison, what are you so worried about? I won't ask about your lineage, only your personal matters. Is that so difficult?"

The old woman sighed, "Originally, it was Yuan Suiyun!"

Who is Yuan Suiyun?

"The owner of Wuzheng Manor".

"Is Yuan Suiyun very powerful?"

"Of course he's amazing. In his early twenties, he has a handsome face, an elegant and refined demeanor, is proficient in thirty-three unique skills, and wields immense power."

If Li Zhaoting hadn't led his men to kill him, he would have undoubtedly become a powerful figure in the underworld and a leader in the martial arts world, with both the legitimate and illegitimate factions of the martial arts world groveling at his feet.

Li Zhaoting saw his potential and led a team of experts to destroy him. Tell me, should I take revenge?

I want to drink Li Zhaoting's blood, I want to eat Li Zhaoting's flesh, I want to use Li Zhaoting's heart and liver as offerings to commemorate this unparalleled genius who died young.

When Yuan Suiyun was mentioned, the old woman's face lit up with a passion and excitement beyond her years, and her single eye gleamed, just like a star-struck girl.

Tianxiang was speechless. "Can you take a look at yourself first? You're even uglier than a demon. Yuan Suiyun would only be interested in you if he were blind."

The old woman said coldly, "Do you think I'm ugly and old, and that a talent like Young Master Yuan would be blind to have his eye on me?"

"Uh...I..."

"He really can't see. He had a serious illness when he was three years old, and all he could see was darkness."

Because he cannot see, unlike those vulgar people who judge by appearance, he can see through my ugly body and the steadfastness in my heart.

When I was thirteen, I knelt on the summit of Mount Hua for four days and four nights in order to become an apprentice. My master was finally moved by my plight when the snow buried my entire body.

When I was twenty, the Four Swords of Taiyin, seeking revenge for a sword strike in the past, planned to launch a surprise attack and burn down the Huashan Sect while my master was leading the Huashan masters to participate in the martial arts conference.

I fought them for a day and a night, leaving thirty-nine scars all over my body. This eye was gone from me forever. I successfully killed the Four Swords of Taiyin.

When I was twenty-five, the leader of the Qinghai Rakshasa Sect, Cold-Faced Rakshasa, sent a challenge to my master, Master Yinyu, who happened to be suffering from a qi deviation.

Left with no other choice, I took my master's place in the competition. The cold-faced demon looked down on me and declared that I could decide the format of the contest and set any questions I wanted.

I had someone prepare a wok of oil and heat it over a high flame. Then I put my left hand into the oil and fried it until the meat was tender and the bones were soft. I smiled and my face remained completely expressionless.

The cold-faced Rakshasa was so frightened by me that he fled in a sorry state and never dared to leave Qinghai for the rest of his life. Any Rakshasa Sect disciple who saw a Huashan Sect disciple had to take a detour.

Those vulgar people who judge by appearances only see my ugly face, but only Young Master Yuan, whose fingers trace my scars, can see through my heart.

Our family backgrounds, appearances, and ages have nothing in common, but our hearts are united in the spiritual realm, achieving the most perfect fusion.

Only he can see my strengths.

Only I can see how much heartache and tears are hidden in this young man whose eyes are filled with darkness.

You can't understand this kind of feeling.

You're just an ordinary person!

What an incredibly vulgar person!

Li Zhaoting is just an ordinary person!
I can repay your help in a way that ordinary people would prefer: I will bury you and Li Zhaoting together.

You were Li Zhaoting's concubine, and you weren't entitled to be buried with him. But now, I'm granting you that right. You couldn't be his first wife in life, but you can fight for it in death!
Hehe ...

The old woman let out a laugh even more mournful than that of an owl.

Tianxiang mustered her courage and asked, "Are you the Huashan Sect Leader, Abbess Kumei? To be honest, given your and Yuan Suiyun's status, you really cannot be husband and wife."

"We are soulmates."

Ku Mei's face was full of seriousness and nostalgia.

"Whether you're husband and wife or partners, I have one more question: how do you plan to assassinate Li Zhaoting? You've seen his martial arts skills; you have no chance of winning!"
Simply using hostage tactics is not very effective.

As long as Li Zhaoting activates his sword energy domain, he can suppress your spirit and energy, rendering you unable to move.

What other options do you have?
Could it be that you have an accomplice hiding here?

Tianxiang craned her neck and looked around.

Ku Mei sneered: "The poisoned wine I gave you is called Qimen Anxiang. It has been aged for over thirty years. Only an antidote that has been aged for thirty years can neutralize the poison."

In addition, there are two other methods of detoxification.

First, I will expend a huge amount of my energy to remove the poison. Once Li Zhaoting is exhausted, I can kill him.

Secondly, by using techniques such as the Blood Transfusion Technique and the Absorption Technique, the poison can be absorbed into one's own body. Once Li Zhaoting is poisoned, he will be at my mercy.
Of course, you can commit suicide.

There are many ways to commit suicide: biting off your tongue, refusing food and water, severing your heart meridian with your inner energy. Are you willing to commit suicide? Do you have the courage to do so?

What genuine affection is there between you two?

"Master Kumei, you are mistaken! The situation is not on the verge of collapse, so why seek death?"

Feng Suzhen kicked open the door. At her feet was Yuanbao, shaking its head and wagging its big tail. Its big head was pushing forward and rubbing against Feng Suzhen's trouser leg.

Yuanbao: On the eve of the finale, I still have to turn the tide! I'm such an important character, and I don't even have a character card! I'm not even as good as an ugly horse that only knows how to drink and chase girls! Does the guy who got the perm have any conscience?!
Feng Suzhen sighed, "Using kidnapping as a way to deal with my husband is the most foolish choice. No matter where you hide, you can't escape the dog's nose!"

Ku Mei shouted fiercely, "Feng Suzhen, believe it or not, I'll kill Princess Tianxiang and make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

Feng Suzhen shrugged: "Kill them! Let me have one less rival in love. As the first wife, I cannot be jealous. Whenever a sister comes to the door, I must greet her with a smile."

To be honest, I'm already fed up with it!

What if Tianxiang, being a princess, tries to seize power from me after marrying into the family? A princess brings ten or eight maids as dowry; how can the household possibly accommodate them all?
With princesses and dowries, the emperor might bestow a few beautiful young women upon my husband. But if he becomes addicted to wine and women and ruins his health, who will I complain to?
Why not just kill him and end it all?
You killed him, I didn't!
Even if I did kill him, it was you who did it.

Kumei, thank you for your help.

I will bury you and Yuan Suiyun together.

Tianxiang: My lord! Come and protect me!
Feng Suzhen: What a coincidence! Guess what? I'm your son-in-law! You've walked right into a trap!

Feng Suzhen's voice is incredibly alluring.

Ku Mei subconsciously immersed herself in the discussion, analyzing Feng Suzhen's words and finding them increasingly reasonable.

The Demon-Slaying Harp: Obsessed with the Demon's Heart!

The withered plum blossoms slowly drifted away from Tianxiang. Just as the two were more than three feet apart, Feng Suzhen suddenly made her move.

"Tsk! Tsk!"

Both swords are drawn simultaneously!

With the sword in my right hand, who can rival me!

With the Zhanlu sword in his left hand, the benevolent are invincible!
Under heaven, no sect is more skilled in the combination of two swords than the Li family. Not to mention the combination of two swords, even the combination of eight swords, the Li family is the best in the world!

Ku Mei served as the head of the Huashan Sect for thirty years, experiencing countless ups and downs throughout his life, but his heart remained as resilient as steel, and he quickly regained his senses.

In a flash, he unleashed a deadly move.

The Thirteen Styles of Gentle Breeze: A Gentle Breeze Arrives!
The Huashan Sect has been declining in recent years, suffering countless major setbacks and heavy losses of its masters. Yet, it still ranks first among sword sects, relying on the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng.

When sword masters reach the final stage, they mostly pursue the idea of ​​defeating the opponent with no moves. However, the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng reverses this process, using the sword with moves to evolve the meaning of no moves.

Although it is a thirteen-move sword technique with tangible form and substance, when it is executed, it is an intangible and formless wonder, like a gentle breeze brushing against a willow, light and utterly devoid of any worldly concerns.

Just from the description, you can tell that the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng require a very high level of comprehension. One can gain enlightenment in an instant, and the world will be vast and boundless. If one is stubborn and does not understand, practicing hard for sixty years will be useless.

Yin Yu was unwilling to accept Ku Mei as his apprentice because he saw the stubbornness in Ku Mei's bones. While others would not turn back until they hit a wall, Ku Mei would confront the wall head-on.

Either you crash into the south wall or you smash your head in.

It wasn't until Ku Mei knelt in the snow and ice for four days, risking her life, that Yin Yu was finally moved. To be honest, given Ku Mei's personality, she was more suited to go to Chaoyang Peak.

Chaoyang Peak's Hunyuan Gong and Zixia Divine Gong are both skills that require diligent practice and perseverance, like a withered plum tree stubbornly hitting a south wall, making them most suitable for Xuanmen Qigong.

Against weaker opponents, Ku Mei can use his fifty years of arduous internal energy cultivation and the unpredictable Huashan sword technique to gain an absolute advantage, but he cannot do so against stronger opponents.

The same situation applies to Abbess Miejue.

Whether or not one possesses the Heaven-Slaying Sword, the difference in strength is like night and day.

Placing them at the end of the Heavenly Gang ranks, as the gatekeepers of the Heavenly Gang, is the most appropriate thing to do.

Feng Suzhen snorted coldly, crossed her two swords, and emitted the sound of a demon-subduing zither, which aroused the inner demons of the withered plum tree. The two swords moved in a cycle, sometimes extremely fast and sometimes extremely slow.

Amidst the variations in speed, strength, and gentleness, the all-encompassing demon-subduing zither music caused Ku Mei a splitting headache, a surge of inner demons in her mind, and the sight of hundreds of ghostly phantoms.

Master Yinyu angrily berated her for betraying her sect.

His fellow disciples, including Yue Buqun and Mu Renqing, pointed at the withered plum tree and mocked it for being a disgrace.

Yuan Suiyun was cold and ruthless, stabbing at the heart with the most resolute tone: "I approached you to obtain the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, who would fall in love with an ugly ghost like you?"

Within a few breaths, Ku Mei's calm composure was completely shattered by Feng Suzhen, and she could no longer maintain the composure of the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, her sword moves becoming chaotic.

"Pfft!"

The sword pierced the chest of the withered plum blossom.

Ku Mei awoke from her hallucination, staring at the sword piercing her body and feeling the sword energy wreaking havoc within her meridians, and let out a frenzied roar.

Yuan Suiyun loves me!

No one can deny us!

We are soulmates!
"You mere mortals don't understand love!"

Ku Mei's expression grew increasingly frantic; instead of a desperate strike, she launched into a barrage of questions.

Feng Suzhen said calmly, "I don't know what you saw in the illusion. I only know that the Demon-Subduing Zither stirred up your thoughts. If you have great faith in Yuan Suiyun, you will never be troubled by inner demons."

"You...what did you say..."

"If someone uses such methods against me, saying that my husband wants to favor his concubine over his wife and divorce me, or that he wants to climb the social ladder and turn me into a water ghost."

I won't believe a single word of it.

I have absolute confidence in my husband!

You're different!
You lack confidence in Yuan Suiyun.

You know what kind of person he is.

You also lack confidence in yourself.

You know what kind of person you are.

Why deceive yourself when death is imminent?

Feng Suzhen retrieved her sword.

The sword energy within Ku Mei's body erupted. Feng Suzhen flicked her finger, releasing the "Heavenly Qin Qi" condensed after mastering the Demon-Subduing Qin Heart Method, which blocked the power emanating from Ku Mei's body. As the smoke and dust dissipated, Ku Mei's body turned to dust, and she was permanently buried with Yuan Suiyun.

Feng Suzhen kept her word.

I said I'd blast you to pieces, leaving not a single cell behind.

After killing Ku Mei, Feng Suzhen flicked two fingers to release Tian Xiang's acupoints and coughed lightly.

Tianxiang joked, "Sister Feng, you're not going to kill me, are you? I'll definitely behave!"

Feng Suzhen sneered: "Obey me? I told you to stay home obediently, not to go out as bait. Now that the enemy has poisoned you, let's see what you'll do!"

Tianxiang chuckled: "The prince consort taught me a divine skill, a secret technique that allows me to cleanse my body with water vapor, expelling even the most potent poisons." (End of Chapter)