Martial Arts Crossover: My master tricked Huang Rong into becoming my wife!

"You ignorant beast, you think you can shatter the Star Shield?" Ergu sneered, the ghostly blue flames on the skull flickering with a mocking light. This dark red shield was formed by extracting and compressing the core energy of an entire desolate planet. It could withstand not only physical impact, but even a hundred Star Core Cannons firing simultaneously for half an hour.

However, Xiao Nianrong in mid-air showed no intention of slowing down.

Facing the thick, mountain-like dark red light barrier, the little girl pushed off the giant wolf's back with her chubby little legs, shooting out like a red cannonball. The alien thigh bone she held, which she had apparently ripped from some unfortunate soul, whirled and spun in mid-air.

The golden-red Dao pattern between her brows instantly became dazzlingly bright. She didn't use true fire, but instead poured pure chaotic divine power into this bone.

"Watch the first move of the Dog-Beating Stick Technique—Strike the Dog's Head!"

The baby's voice rang out crisply in the air above the battlefield.

Huang Rong, listening from the ranks below, twitched at the corner of her mouth and covered her forehead with her delicate hand. This wasn't the Dog-Beating Stick Technique at all; it was just some random move Chen Yanzhou used to make when teasing Wangcai with a stick in the yard, and this little devil had picked it all up.

"Snap!"

The thigh bone slammed into the very top of the dark red shield. There was no earth-shattering shockwave, only an extremely crisp sound, like ice cracking.

The will-o'-the-wisps in Ergu's eyes suddenly froze.

Under his incredulous gaze, the star shield, supposedly capable of withstanding meteorite impacts, rapidly developed countless spiderweb-like, pale cracks centered on the point where Xiao Nianrong had struck. Then, accompanied by a deafening crash of shattering glass, the entire shield collapsed like a cheap porcelain bowl, turning into a shower of red light.

"This is impossible!" Ergu let out a sharp roar, and its four fleshy wings suddenly spread open, stirring up a monstrous aura of death.

"Big Black, bite his wings!" The moment the shield shattered, Xiao Nianrong deftly somersaulted in mid-air and landed steadily back on Wangcai's broad back.

The giant wolf let out a cruel growl, its massive body transforming into a bolt of black lightning as it slammed directly onto the deck of the thousand-foot-tall mothership. Its four claws, burning with ghostly black flames, landed, creating four deep craters in the metal deck, which was covered in star-patterned arrays.

Before the thousands of mutated warriors around could react, Wangcai's gaping maw swept out, its sharp fangs like a meat grinder, instantly biting through more than a dozen assassins in half, black organs spraying out in all directions along with deathly aura.

Little Nianrong wasn't idle either; she raised her little hand and puffed out her cheeks.

"puff--!"

A pure gold flame, several times thicker than before, erupted in a fan shape. The Star Warriors on the deck, who were preparing to draw their swords, didn't even have time to scream. As soon as they were touched by a spark, they were instantly vaporized like snowmen in the sunlight, and even their Star Iron weapons were melted into molten iron.

The man and his dog moved about as if they were in an empty place on the mothership, which was full of an army of 100,000 alien races.

"Insolent ant!" Ergu finally snapped out of his shock, his anger completely consuming his reason. He, the commander of the expeditionary force, had been made a fool of by a three-year-old human child.

His four fleshy wings flapped wildly, propelling him into the air and hovering above the deck. His withered claws crossed in front of his chest, and a string of obscure, incomprehensible starry incantations came from the skull's mouth.

Below deck, the molten iron and the deathly aura of the corpses rapidly converged, transforming into nine thick black chains, each as thick as a water vat. These chains were covered with barbs, each radiating an extreme cold that could freeze the soul, like nine venomous snakes, locking down Xiao Nianrong and Wangcai's escape route from all directions.

"Little monster, I will tear you apart and forge your soul on the battle banner to howl for ten thousand years!" Ergu roared, pulling hard with both hands.

The nine chains made a piercing sound as they snapped shut.

Xiao Nianrong blinked her big eyes, just as she was about to spit out another burst of fire to burn through the broken iron chains, when a lazy yet chilling voice rang out in Ergu's ears without warning.

"My daughter—does this ugly, winged skeleton think she's someone to boss around?"

Ergu's bones stiffened. He was a Starry Sky Commander above the peak of the Celestial Realm, yet someone had managed to penetrate his protective death aura without a sound and get right behind him!

Before he could turn around, a long, slender, and fair hand with distinct knuckles reached over his shoulder and casually grasped his enormous skull.

Chen Yanzhou, dressed in a black and gold robe, remained as calm as a still pond. He didn't even look at the black chains binding his daughter; he simply tightened his grip on Ergu's head slightly.

"boom--"

Centered on Chen Yanzhou, an invisible chaotic field suddenly spread out. The nine menacing death energy chains, as if crashing into an invisible wall of sighs, shattered inch by inch three zhang away from Xiao Nianrong, turning into a sky full of black powder.

"You...who are you..." Ergu's head was gripped, and he felt that the power from that hand was more terrifying than a black hole deep in the starry sky. He desperately tried to break free by activating the Starry Sky Mother Core within his body, but he found that his proud death energy disappeared completely as soon as it touched the man's palm, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

"You're not worthy to know." Chen Yanzhou's lips curled into a cold smile, and golden-blue sword energy suddenly emanated from his fingertips.

"No--!"

With a piercing scream, Chen Yanzhou's fingers pierced through Ergu's indestructible skull, and from the flickering blue ghost fire, he forcefully pried out a fist-sized, star-like, multifaceted crystal core.

Without the support of its mother core, Ergu's enormous body was like a weathered sand sculpture, instantly losing all its luster and turning into a pile of pale bone dust, which was scattered without a trace by the sea breeze high in the sky.

"This stone is quite large. If I take it to that old man in the Divine Machine Battalion, we should be able to make a good bracelet from it." Chen Yanzhou casually wiped the top-grade star core, which was still covered in ghost fire, on the hem of his clothes, and then tossed it around to play with it.

"Daddy!" When Xiao Nianrong saw Chen Yanzhou, she immediately threw down the thigh bone in her hand and opened her two short, chubby arms to hug him.

Chen Yanzhou lightly touched the air with his toes, and his figure landed on Wangcai's back as if shrinking the earth to an inch. He scooped his daughter into his arms and rubbed the little girl's delicate cheek with the stubble that had just sprouted on his chin, making the little demon ball giggle.

"Daddy, that stone is sparkly, Nianrong wants it!" The little girl had sharp eyes and immediately spotted the commander-level star core in Chen Yanzhou's hand.

"Hold it and play with it, don't put it in your mouth." Chen Yanzhou affectionately placed the crystal core into his daughter's hand.

At that moment, the alien warriors on the mothership witnessed their commander being killed in the blink of an eye, and their morale completely collapsed. Fear finally awoke from their souls, which had been numb with death. They screamed and tried to abandon the mothership and escape back into the eerie blue rift above.

"Since you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Chen Yanzhou held his daughter in one arm, slowly turned around, and looked at the three-thousand-foot-long rift in the sky, as well as the massive fleet that could be vaguely seen behind the rift.

He gripped the nameless ancient sword at his waist with his other hand.

"Clang—"

The crisp sound of the sword's ringing drowned out the gunfire and carnage on the battlefield. Chen Yanzhou did not draw his sword from its sheath, but instead, slashed it upwards, scabbard still attached, towards the huge crack in the sky, in a completely unremarkable manner.

There was no dazzling sword light, nor any earth-shattering momentum.

But with that single wave, the space within a hundred miles of the East Sea suddenly fell into absolute stillness. The waves froze in mid-air, the falling raindrops remained suspended, and the alien warriors who were desperately flapping their wings to escape were frozen in mid-air in a terrified posture.

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"Sizzle—"

It was as if an invisible giant hand had grabbed the curtain of this world and ripped it apart.

A vacuum fault, tens of thousands of feet long, extended upwards from the top of Chen Yanzhou's sword sheath and cleaved directly into the dark blue crack.

There was no roar of an explosion, only utter annihilation.

The mothership, a thousand feet long, vanished silently, halfway through, the instant it touched the vacuum rift, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser. Behind the rift, the three hundred starships that had not yet squeezed out of the passage were, along with the star barrier, forcibly sliced ​​into nothingness by this chaotic sword intent that transcended the laws of this world.

The enormous rift in the sky, under this fatal sword strike, lost all its support. The laws of space began to swirl wildly, swallowing up the remaining death energy and the limbs of the alien race.

In just three breaths, the crack hanging above the East China Sea, like the eye of a demon, closed completely. The long-awaited sunlight pierced through the thick clouds and shone on the shimmering sea.

The entire battlefield was deathly silent.

Whether it was the heroes of Tian Ce Mansion below or the remnants of the Starry Sky Clan who had miraculously survived, all of them were completely stripped of their ability to think by this god-like sword strike.

"Old...Old Lu, did you see that just now?" Chu Liuxiang stopped waving his fan, stared blankly at the sky, and swallowed.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked the two small mustaches on his chin, chuckling bitterly, "See clearly what? All I know is that from now on, if Chen Yanzhou claims to be second in this world, even God himself wouldn't dare claim to be first."

Ximen Chuixue stared intently at Chen Yanzhou's sword-sheathing motion, his hand trembling slightly. It wasn't fear, but rather the tremor and excitement of a pure swordsman witnessing the supreme swordsmanship.

Chen Yanzhou, carrying Xiao Nianrong who was playing with the star core, floated down from mid-air and landed back on the back of the Divine Eagle.

"Clean up the battlefield, finish off any that aren't quite dead. Dismantle all the star iron and crystal cores from those wrecked ships and transport them back to the Divine Machine Camp," Chen Yanzhou ordered in a calm tone, as if he had just shattered a star fleet and casually swatted a few flies.

"Yes! I will obey the Lord's decree!"

The Tian Ce army, regaining their senses, erupted in a deafening roar of cheers. The Great Snow Dragon Riders and the elite troops of the Martial Arts Academy pounced on the remaining alien races on the sea like wolves and tigers, unleashing a one-sided massacre.

Huang Rong walked over to Chen Yanzhou, straightened his collar which had been ruffled by the sea breeze, and scolded him, "You, can't you hold back a little? There were at least tens of tons of top-grade star iron on that mothership, and you wiped them all out with one sword. If Old Zhang finds out, he'll settle accounts with you when we get back."

"It's not like we'll miss out on that little bit of junk." Chen Yanzhou put his arm around his wife's slender waist and chuckled softly. "Let's finish this quickly so we can go home. Didn't you say you were going to cook some pork ribs tonight? The sea breeze smells fishy all over us, it's disgusting."

"All you ever think about is eating." Huang Rong rolled her eyes at him, but her eyes were full of tenderness.

……

Half a month later, in Chang'an, at the Tian Ce Mansion.

News of the annihilation of the alien interstellar army spread like wildfire throughout every corner of the Divine Land. The prestige of the World Alliance reached its zenith. All the major sects completely abandoned their last remaining ambitions, obediently sending their scriptures and most talented disciples to the Chang'an Martial Arts Academy. The Divine Land welcomed back a long-awaited period of unity and peace.

The inner courtyard is nestled amidst artificial hills and flowing water.

"Bang! Boom—"

A muffled thunderous roar came from the Shenji Camp's exclusive forging workshop, followed by a billowing cloud of smoke.

Master Lu, with a messy hairstyle and his face covered in soot, scrambled out of the workshop, clutching a pile of parts that were flashing blue light.

"Young Master! Little Ancestor! We can't add any more! That's a Commander-level Star Core. Although the death energy inside has been refined by the Master, this violent spiritual energy, if added to the shoes, the foundation of the Tian Ce Mansion will collapse if you stomp your foot!" Master Lu shouted into the workshop, on the verge of tears.

Little Nianrong, with her hands behind her back, strolled out of the thick smoke with an air of nonchalance. Her little face was covered with streaks of black ash, but it couldn't hide her arrogant and adorable demeanor.

"Old Lu is useless. He can't even make a pair of glowing shoes. I wanted to wear them and stomp those ugly monsters in the water to death." The little girl pouted and turned to pounce on Chen Yanzhou, who was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea.

"Daddy, Old Man Lu is bullying me!" Little Demon Ball skillfully began to complain.

Chen Yanzhou put down his teacup, picked up his daughter and placed her on his lap, wiping her little face with a handkerchief: "His skills are only good enough to forge cannons. One day, Daddy will take you to the bottom of Kunlun Mountain in the far west, dig up some Heavenly Jade Essence, and personally forge you a pair of shoes that can shatter the void."

"Yay! Daddy's the best!" Xiao Nianrong cheered.

Master Lu, listening nearby, rolled his eyes. Using Heavenly Jade Marrow as a substitute? Only this master dared to utter such treasonous words; anyone else would have been struck down by divine retribution long ago.

Just as the father and daughter were enjoying their time together, Lu Xiaofeng stepped on a fallen leaf and darted into the pavilion like a large bird.

He first unceremoniously picked up the wine jug on the stone table and took a big gulp, then let out a long sigh and wiped the wine stains from his mouth.

"Brother Chen, you're living the good life. I've been running around like crazy, and you won't even leave me a sip of good wine," Lu Xiaofeng complained.

"Let's get down to business. Have you cleaned up the mess over in the East China Sea?" Chen Yanzhou glanced at him sideways.

Lu Xiaofeng's joking expression vanished, and he frowned slightly: "The open armies of the alien races are all wiped out. However, Chu Liuxiang discovered something very interesting in the deepest part of the East Sea."

"Oh?"

"These 'Star Insects' are cunning, with multiple burrows. Before the alien mothership arrived, a small group of remnants carrying top-grade crystal cores secretly infiltrated a forbidden area in the East China Sea." Lu Xiaofeng lowered his voice. "That place is shrouded in mist year-round, and the surrounding waters are full of reefs, making it impossible even for birds to cross. In the martial arts world, it's known as—Bat Island."

Upon hearing the words "Bat Island," Chen Yanzhou paused slightly while peeling peanuts.

In the original story, this was the lair of Bat Prince Yuan Suiyun. Unexpectedly, in this merged world, it has somehow gotten involved with the remnants of the Starry Sky Clan.

"Chu Liuxiang also discovered that Bat Island has recently been secretly acquiring a large number of young boys and girls, as well as various rare poisonous herbs. It is said that the mysterious Bat Island master is using star crystal cores to fuse with some extremely vicious martial arts, attempting to mass-produce assassins at the Celestial Realm level," Lu Xiaofeng continued. "Moreover, those dragon leaders of the Azure Dragon Society who have not yet shown their faces also seem to have been spotted on Bat Island."

"The Azure Dragon Society, Yuan Suiyun..." Chen Yanzhou sneered, tossing a peeled peanut into his mouth. "A bunch of vermin hiding in the shadows, do they really think they can turn the world upside down just because they've latched onto alien trash?"

"Bat Island is extremely well-hidden, and there's not a single light source on it; it's perpetually shrouded in darkness." Lu Xiaofeng looked troubled. "Chu Liuxiang tried to infiltrate, but there seemed to be a star array within the mist that could devour senses. He almost fell for it and had to retreat. This is a tough nut to crack."

"A dark island? Ugly monsters?" Xiao Nianrong suddenly perked up her ears on Chen Yanzhou's lap, her big eyes shining brightly.

"Yes, it's dark and smelly there, full of old bats and ugly monsters that can't stand the light of day," Lu Xiaofeng teased her on purpose.

Xiao Nianrong grabbed Chen Yanzhou's sleeve and shook it excitedly, "Daddy! I want to go! I want to roast bats! Dahei loves roasted bats the most!"

Upon hearing this, Wangcai, who was dozing outside the pavilion, let out a very cooperative "woof" and drool dripped down his face.

Chen Yanzhou couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw his daughter's greedy and mischievous expression.

"Alright! Since my daughter wants to eat roasted bats, let's go and wipe out this rat's nest." Chen Yanzhou stood up, his languid demeanor instantly transforming into a sharp, all-encompassing aura. "Send a message to Chu Liuxiang, keep a close watch on that sea area. Notify the Zhenyuan Navy to prepare ships."

"My lord, should we muster the entire army for a full-scale attack?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

"A direct assault? No need. Why send so many people when we're just fighting a few blind bats?" Chen Yanzhou waved his hand. "Prepare the most comfortable pleasure boat. Your sister-in-law hasn't had a proper rest in the past six months, with all the fighting and killing around. Let's treat this as a vacation in the East China Sea and take care of these bastards hiding in the gutter."

three days later.

A magnificent, three-story pleasure boat, crafted from thousand-year-old sandalwood, slowly sailed out of Mingzhou Port under the escort of a fleet of Zhenyuan warships, heading towards the misty sea area deep in the East China Sea, a place considered taboo by martial arts practitioners.

A gentle breeze caressed my face on the top deck of the pleasure boat.

Huang Rong leaned against the soft couch, flipping through the account books sent from various places. Occasionally, she would glance at her daughter chasing after Wangcai on the deck, a gentle smile on her lips.

Chen Yanzhou lay on a recliner covered with a white tiger skin, holding a jade pipe in his hand, half-closing his eyes as he looked at the rolling dark clouds where the sea and sky met in the distance.

"Daddy! Look at that!"

Xiao Nianrong suddenly stopped and pointed to a dark shadow drifting towards her on the sea.

Chen Yanzhou looked up and saw a dilapidated, sailless boat drifting with the waves. On the boat lay a man covered in blood.

The man was clutching a wooden box wrapped in oilcloth tightly in his hands. A strangely shaped black barb was stuck in his chest. The flesh around the wound had turned black and rotten, emanating a faint aura of death from the starry sky.

"Brother Chen, this man has only recently died. He was a lay disciple of the Wudang Sect and the chief镖头 (bodyguard/escort) of the Central Plains Escort Agency." Lu Xiaofeng turned the man over, looked at the barbs on his chest, and gasped. "These barbs... are not weapons from the Central Plains. The death energy attached to them is extremely pure. Moreover, his eyeballs have been gouged out."

"The Great Escort Agency?" Chen Yanzhou put down his pipe, stood up, and walked to the side of the ship.

Zhuo Donglai, the chief镖头 (head镖师, a term for a镖局, a type of镖局, meaning镖局, a type of镖局), had long been executed by slow slicing in Chang'an. The镖局 was now merely a shell of its former self, a collection of scattered, unskilled镖师 running errands. How could a down-on-his-luck镖头 die in this forbidden sea area on the way to Bat Island?

"What's in the box?" Chen Yanzhou asked casually.

Lu Xiaofeng carefully untied the oilcloth bundle that the corpse was tightly clutching and opened the wooden box.

The moment the box was opened, a strong, pungent smell of blood mixed with a strange medicinal fragrance filled the air. Xiao Nianrong sniffed and frowned. "Daddy, it smells awful. It's a bit like the smell of that rotten skeleton, but not quite."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the contents of the box, his face turning extremely pale.

Those were a pair of eyeballs that had just been dug out.

But these were not ordinary eyes. The pupils of these eyes were an eerie purplish-gold, and the whites of the eyes were covered with dense, tiny black runes that seemed to wriggle slightly as if they were alive.

"Born with purple eyes...that's the mark of Jade Rakshasa, the previous leader of the Western Regions Demonic Sect!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed in shock. "Is someone hunting down martial arts experts with special bloodlines and harvesting their organs?"

"Interesting." A cold glint of interest flashed in Chen Yanzhou's eyes.

Starry Sky Crystal Cores, young boys and girls, plus the special organs of various top experts. This former young master hiding on Bat Island seems to be playing an extremely disgusting game. Is he planning to use these to cobble together a monster?

"Bang!"

Just then, a muffled cannon shot suddenly rang out from the thick fog ahead. Immediately afterward, a strange, large ship, entirely black with even its sails stained in ink, burst through the fog like a ghost and hurtled straight toward Chen Yanzhou's pleasure boat.

On the bow of the black ship stood a row of eyeless monsters shrouded in black robes. They held bloodstained scythes in their hands, their empty eye sockets staring straight at the direction of the pleasure boat.

"A blind man navigating a boat isn't afraid of breaking his bones."

Chen Yanzhou looked at the menacing black ship, a cruel smile curving his lips. He didn't draw his sword, but simply patted his daughter's shoulder gently.

"Nianrong, someone's setting off fireworks for us. Go, light a fire and make that wrecked boat bright so those blind folks can see the way."

"Alright!" Little Demon Ball rubbed his hands excitedly, climbed onto Wangcai's back, and the two of them turned into a blur, rushing directly towards the huge black ship.