Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

"After the clouds disperse, the moon will shine; patiently wait for the flowers to bloom!"

"No matter how talented Wei Wu is, he is still a human being, not a god!"

Poisoning, threats, ambushes, and assassinations!

"There are plenty of ways to deal with him, all alone!"

Xin Jian's face was filled with resentment, and Bai Xiaosheng's expression was no less so. Both of them were narrow-minded and vindictive, so it was no wonder that they would collude and choose Shaolin Temple together.

The two had a very pleasant conversation. Before leaving, Bai Xiaosheng specifically instructed Xinjian, "Wei Wu's matter is a minor one. Even if you and I don't put in any effort, Shaolin Temple and Wudang will not let him continue in the Central Plains."

Only by getting that matter done well can we have a bright future.

"Shut up!" Xin Jian's sallow, pale face suddenly turned extremely serious. He glared at Bai Xiaosheng with resentment and displeasure. "They say the older you get in the martial world, the more timid you become, but how come you've completely reversed it? You've even forgotten the principle of secrecy in business?!"

Bai Xiaosheng snorted and walked towards the door, saying disdainfully, "Did I say a specific word? It's clearly you who's hiding something, that's why you're so paranoid!"

Xin Jian knew that he was no match for Bai Xiaosheng at this moment, so he did not give a tough reply. He only hated Wei Wu more and more and wished that Bai Xiaosheng would leave as soon as possible.

But to his surprise, he only heard the sound of Bai Xiaosheng opening the door, but not the sound of footsteps going out.

Instead, the footsteps were coming back into the house!

Xin Jian looked up in confusion, his gaze passing over Bai Xiaosheng. His pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needles, like two specks hanging on the tip of a needle. Only blood vessels, like pythons coiling around the eyes, could be seen crawling up the back of his eyes.

"You, how did you get here?"

His chapped lips trembled as he looked at Wei Wu, who strolled in leisurely from outside. He swallowed hard twice. "How much did you hear?"

Wei Wu held a pair of iron balls in his hand, and the sound of them spinning was quite relaxing. He said with a smile, "It's not much, it all started with his saying 'I have a plan'."

Didn't you hear the whole thing?!

Xin Jian was on the verge of collapse. Then, like an enraged lion, he leaped behind Bai Xiaosheng, grabbed his shoulders, pulled on his collar, and gripped him tightly with both arms, choking him as he roared:

"You're the one who brought him here!"

"You framed me behind my back!"

Although Bai Xiaosheng was able to compile the list of weapons in the martial arts world largely by borrowing the names of Shaolin and Wudang, his own martial arts skills were not weak either.

However, Wei Wu's fright had distracted him, and he could understand Xin Jian's panic. Therefore, he did not immediately retaliate against Xin Jian. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest and instinctively slapped out with both hands, knocking Xin Jian away. At the same time, he hurriedly tore open his clothes and saw a small hole in his chest where a needle had pricked him, and a drop of blood was struggling to squeeze out.

The wound wasn't large, but the person who did it was ruthless!

This guy, who was one of the Seven Wonderful Men before joining Shaolin, has attracted the resentment of countless people with his medical and poison skills!

Bai Xiaosheng didn't care about anything else and immediately looked to Wei Wu for help. But before he could even open his mouth to speak, he let out a "uh" sound and fell to the ground, his limbs twitching.

"Tsk, it's like dogs fighting, leaving a mouthful of fur. We've known each other for decades, yet you still didn't hesitate to take action."

Wei Wu twirled the iron gall in his hand, his smile growing wider, his words filled with banter, clearly quite satisfied with this performance.

Xin Jian was sent flying, crashing into a table in the room. His old and new injuries flared up, and his sallow complexion instantly turned flushed, his blood surging.

But as expected of a "remarkable person" in the martial arts world, he forced himself to stand up, put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, this old monk does not understand what you are saying."

Despite his lack of conscience, he said defiantly, "All I know is that you killed Bai Xiaosheng with a poisoned needle the moment you entered, and also aggravated my old injuries. As for anything else..."

He paused, lowered his eyes, and said, "If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext."

"Sir, do you have any evidence?"

Xin Jian's lips curled into a subtle smile, filled with hatred and mockery, and a hint of provocation.

What gives him the audacity to be so defiant?

He became the head of a branch of Shaolin Temple simply because he shaved his head and joined the temple!

Beating him could be considered a martial arts dispute, but if he were to be killed, that would be a grave offense against Shaolin. Even for the sake of Shaolin's reputation, those monks would not let the murderer go.

Therefore, in such a vast world, without evidence, who would dare to kill him?

Wei Wu continued to smile, as if he had watched a spectacular comedy. He stopped wielding the iron dagger and asked in return, "Evidence?"

"Am I a government official? Why do I need evidence to commit murder?"

Xin Jian's smile froze, and her drooping eyelids lifted again. "You...aren't you afraid of offending the Shaolin Temple?"

He leaned back slightly and advised without much conviction, "You're still young, don't be too impetuous, and never go down the path of offending the sacred lands of the martial arts world..."

"What kind of young person isn't spirited?"

"Alright, that's enough already. Knowing it's certain death, can't you just be more decisive?"

Wei Wu scolded Xin Jian, who was being impatient, for being so indecisive at his age. If he was afraid of dying, he shouldn't have entered the martial arts world in the first place!

Xin Jian collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, staring straight at Bai Xiaosheng's corpse, as if blaming him for his carelessness in summoning Wei Wu.

In fact, Bai Xiaosheng was really wronged.

He had been very cautious, taking a long detour before coming here and even going to crowded places to hide his tracks, all to shake off any potential pursuers behind him.

but!

Bai Xiaosheng wasn't very lucky.

Wei Wu had just killed Guo Songyang, a man of great integrity, and wanted to relax. Coincidentally, Lin Xian'er was going to inspect the shops under Xingyun Manor under the guise of Lin Shiyin. Sun Xiaohong also wanted to join in the fun, so he went along.

Just when Wei Wu was getting bored with the two women, one big and one small, who were ostensibly checking the shops but actually just strolling around, he noticed that Bai Xiaosheng had been seen hurrying past in two or three shops on different streets. So he decided to bring them along to track down Bai Xiaosheng.

Sure enough, I listened to a huge play!

Wei Wu didn't let them in. After dealing with the matters inside, he walked out as if nothing had happened and even greeted the monk who was watching him warily, noticing that something was amiss.

He then said to Lin Xian'er and Sun Xiaohong, "How about it? I told you we'd get to see a good show! This is much more enjoyable than shopping."

Lin Xian'er rolled her eyes coquettishly and casually, then walked forward and took Wei Wu's arm—such an intimate gesture that even prostitutes at this time wouldn't dare to do in broad daylight, yet she dared to!

She smiled and said, "It was indeed a good show. It's getting late, why don't we head back first? I saw two novel Western items in the shop earlier, I must let the owner see what Xian'er's taste is all about~~"