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

As dawn broke, the rising sun bathed the white jade plaza in front of the Taiji Hall in a soft golden glow. The bronze cauldron that had been used to boil the bones of the Ice Dragon last night had been scrubbed until it shone like a mirror by the servants of the Divine Machine Camp, with only a faint, delightful fragrance lingering in the air.

Zhang Juzheng, dressed in a slightly worn blue official robe, was leading two clerks from the Ministry of Revenue. He was holding a sandalwood abacus and was frowning as he fiddled with the beads around the large cauldron.

"Three thousand-year-old snow lotuses, two top-grade hundred-year-old ginseng roots, and a whole box of silkworm molts from the Western Regions... all stewed up!" Old Zhang's beard twitched with heartache, his fingers clicking rapidly on the abacus. "This is equivalent to half a year's military expenditure for the Southern Pavilion of the Heavenly Alliance! Such extravagance, utterly extravagant!"

"Grandpa Zhang, what are you counting? Are you counting the bones that Big Black gnawed on last night?"

A clear, childlike voice rang out from behind him. Zhang Juzheng's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the abacus. He turned around and saw three-year-old Nianrong wearing a bright yellow jacket with her hair tied up in a topknot with a red ribbon. In her hand, she was holding a "stick" that was crystal clear and exuded a cold, bluish aura.

Upon closer inspection, it was no stick at all, but a rib that had been knocked off the Ice Dragon Bone! This material, which would make martial arts masters fight tooth and nail to forge an unparalleled weapon, was now tied at both ends with a rubber band made of deep-sea dragon tendons, and had been turned into an oversized slingshot by this little ancestor!

Wangcai, the big black dog, followed behind Xiao Nianrong, with a net bag of royal tribute cherry tomatoes that he had smuggled from the imperial kitchen in his mouth, which he used as bullets for his slingshot.

"Oh my goodness, my young lady, this is the dragon bone of an ancient mythical beast! You're using it to make a slingshot?" Zhang Juzheng felt his heart bleeding. He was about to step forward and give her a lecture when an extremely lazy voice came from the side.

"What's wrong, Lord Zhang? You're not satisfied with my daughter's toys?"

Chen Yanzhou, wearing a loose white silk undergarment, his long hair unbound and casually falling over his shoulders, walked out of the hall in soft-soled cloth shoes. In his hand, he held a Ru kiln celadon teacup, the steaming tea exuding an air of carefree leisure.

"This old minister dares not, this old minister just feels... this material is a waste of talent." Zhang Juzheng hurriedly bowed, his tone full of bitterness.

"Using such a sledgehammer to crack a nut? It's a blessing that this broken bone can be used as a toy in a girl's hands. If it weren't for its sturdy build, I'd find it too uncomfortable to use as a footrest for her." Chen Yanzhou walked over and lay down on the rattan chair with great ease, casually placing the teacup on the table next to him.

Xiao Nianrong skillfully pulled a tomato from the tomato net bag, placed it on the dragon tendon, and pulled it taut. With a "whoosh," the poor tomato transformed into a streak of red light, accurately smashing into the forehead of a stone lion a hundred paces away. With a muffled "bang," the stone lion, carved from a single block of granite, was actually smashed into a crater the size of a bowl by a single tomato!

Zhang Juzheng's eyelids twitched violently. This strength, this control of true energy, was even more terrifying than those old monsters in the martial arts world who had practiced hard skills for sixty years. The effects of the Ice-Yi Dragon Bone Soup had been completely absorbed by this three-year-old child.

"Your aim is good, but your strength is a little lacking. Next time you draw the bow, focus your Chaos True Qi on your fingertips, instead of just using brute force." Chen Yanzhou pointed fingers from the side, making no attempt to stop his daughter from damaging public property.

"I know, Daddy!" Xiao Nianrong nodded happily, then took out another tomato, this time aiming at a glazed tile beast on the eaves of the Taiji Hall.

"Alright, stop fussing. Lord Zhang came all morning to guard the pot, it's not just to settle a few taels of silver." Chen Yanzhou changed the subject, his gaze falling on Zhang Juzheng's weary old face. "Is there any movement from the East China Sea?"

Upon hearing the important matter, Zhang Juzheng immediately suppressed his heartache and his expression became extremely solemn. He pulled out a silk scroll covered with top-secret sealing wax from his wide sleeve and presented it with both hands: "Your Majesty's foresight is truly remarkable. After Hattori Tengen was executed last night, the spies of the Tianji Pavilion stationed on the outskirts of the Ryukyu Islands sent back a message by carrier pigeon overnight."

"Near the 'Guixu' sea eye in the deepest part of the East China Sea, an extremely strange fog suddenly erupted. The fog was a nauseating dark red color, and any birds, fish, or insects that approached it were instantly reduced to bones. The three ironclad scout ships we sent to investigate lost all contact with the fog as soon as they touched its edge, along with the formations on board and the 120 elite soldiers."

Zhang Juzheng swallowed hard, his voice extremely low: "The elders of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion have deduced the celestial phenomena and confirmed that the spatial laws of that sea covered in red mist have been completely severed from those of the Divine Continent. That place is absolutely the entrance to the 'Takamagahara Secret Realm,' which the Koga school claims hides the true form of the Star Mother Worm!"

Chen Yanzhou didn't even accept the silk handkerchief; he simply picked up his teacup, took a sip, and a chilling sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Takamagahara... those shorty-looking guys are better at naming things than their pathetic skills. They've sunk their own few wretched islands, and they still expect to hide in their shells like cowardly gods?"

"Daddy! Is it the big bug that the masked old man said was sleeping that's woken up?" Little Nianrong threw down her slingshot, ran to Chen Yanzhou's side with her short legs, her big eyes full of excited light.

"Yes, those bugs were hiding in the sea, making the water all dirty." Chen Yanzhou put down his teacup, reached out and hugged his daughter, pinching her topknot. "Yesterday, Daddy promised you he'd take you to dig them out and roast them. Have you prepared the cumin and chili powder?"

"All ready! Mom made me a super big spice jar yesterday!" Xiao Nianrong patted a purple-gold gourd hanging from her waist, as if showing off. The gourd contained top-grade spices from the Western Regions, personally blended by Huang Rong.

"Nonsense!"

Huang Rong came out of the back room carrying a plate of freshly baked osmanthus cakes, glaring at the father and daughter with annoyance. "You two, do you really think that Star Mother Worm is wild game? That thing has absorbed thousands of years of deathly energy from the stars; it's poisonous all over. Aren't you afraid of getting diarrhea from eating it!"

"Madam is right." Chen Yanzhou immediately put on a fawning smile, reached out and took a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth. "Then we won't eat it, we'll just roast it for fun. In this cold weather, let's just think of it as going to the East China Sea to light a brazier to keep warm."

Huang Rong sighed helplessly, walked to her husband's side, draped a black cloak embroidered with a golden dragon over his shoulders, and carefully adjusted the collar: "Be careful in everything. I know you are invincible, but those alien races in the starry sky are unpredictable. Don't let the death energy harm the girl."

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can pluck a single hair from my daughter's head under this starry sky."

Chen Yanzhou stood up, his cloak fluttering in the morning breeze. His previously languid aura completely changed in that instant, and an unparalleled Daoist aura, powerful enough to make the heavens tremble and the netherworld submit, spread out from him with a thunderous roar.

The birds in the courtyard fell silent instantly, and even the eternal flames of the earth's core suddenly leaped three zhang high, as if paying homage to the ruler of heaven and earth.

"Old bug, Lu Xiaoji," Chen Yanzhou said calmly.

Outside the palace gate, two figures instantly arrived. Chu Liuxiang touched his nose, while Lu Xiaofeng tucked his sleeves in; both were already ready, their eyes revealing an undisguised fighting spirit.

"Stop pretending to be wood over there. Go and inform the Donghai Zhenyuan Navy to seal off the Guixu Sea area within a hundred miles. Anyone who trespasses will be killed without mercy." Chen Yanzhou took Xiao Nianrong's hand, with the big black dog Wangcai following closely behind.

"My lord, should we mobilize the Great Snow Dragon Riders and the Divine Machine Battalion to accompany us?" Zhang Juzheng hurriedly asked.

"Why bring a whole army? To feed that giant worm?" Chen Yanzhou scoffed. "I don't want too many people around to deal with this kind of rotten meat living in the gutter. I'll just take the girl. No need to save lunch for us, we'll go eat seafood."

Having said that, he didn't even bother to leave the city gate. He simply pointed his right hand like a sword and casually slashed at the empty space in front of him.

"Sizzle—!"

The void was torn open like a fragile brocade, revealing a pitch-black rift over ten feet wide. From the other side of the rift came the roar of the raging waves of the East Sea and the pungent, acrid smell of blood.

Chen Yanzhou, holding his daughter's hand and accompanied by Black Wolf, stepped inside. Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang followed closely behind. The crack instantly closed, leaving only Huang Rong, Zhang Juzheng, and a plate of steaming osmanthus cakes in front of the Taiji Hall.

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The East China Sea, the eye of the Guixu Sea.

If the East China Sea was once a vast blue treasure trove, then this sea area is now an absolute hell.

The seawater had turned an extremely viscous, inky black, with a layer of nauseating dark red mist floating on the surface. This mist was highly corrosive; occasionally, a few large deep-sea fish, seemingly appearing from nowhere, would leap out of the water, only to be instantly reduced to a pool of pus and blood upon contact with the red mist, before they could even scream.

A spatial rift opened high in the sky. Chen Yanzhou and his group stepped out and hovered steadily in mid-air.

"My God... this isn't the sea, it's a giant toxic pit." Lu Xiaofeng looked down at the churning black water below and felt a chill run down his spine. With his Celestial Realm cultivation, if he fell into this water, he probably wouldn't last even the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Chen Yanzhou's expression was indifferent. His golden-blue chaotic true energy formed an absolute domain three zhang in diameter around him. The dark red death energy that could even corrode space itself was instantly purified into nothingness upon contact with this domain, as if it had encountered a red-hot iron.

"It stinks! It stinks a million times worse than a latrine!" Little Nianrong pinched her nose, fanning herself vigorously in front of her face with her other hand, her chubby little face full of disgust. "Daddy, did that big bug poop in my pocket? It made the water so dirty!"

Children speak without thinking, but Chu Liuxiang, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but burst out laughing. He quickly covered up his embarrassment with a cough.

"Yes, this bug is so unhygienic. That's why Daddy brought you here to give it a hot bath." Chen Yanzhou narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing through the layers of red mist, locking onto a colossal creature in the very center of the sea.

It was a huge building floating on the sea.

It is entirely constructed of pale white bones, reaching a height of a thousand feet. Two enormous bone pillars support a bone beam spanning the sea, forming a massive "torii" in the distinctly Japanese style.

But this was definitely not a building used for worshipping gods, because on that skeletal beam, thousands upon thousands of skulls of warriors from the Divine Land were hanging densely! The eye sockets of these skulls burned with eerie green flames, emitting chilling wails, transforming into chains made of resentment, tightly sealing the distorted spatial vortex behind the torii gate.

"Those are... those fishermen and martial arts practitioners who disappeared along the coast back then?" Lu Xiaofeng recognized the remaining sect insignia on several skulls, his eyes instantly reddening, his fists clenching so tightly they cracked. "These beasts! They actually turned our compatriots into such sinister array cores!"

Although Xiao Nianrong was only three years old, she had witnessed countless battles alongside Chen Yanzhou, making her far more intelligent than ordinary people. When she saw the skulls that had been tortured and could not find peace, two golden flames instantly ignited in her large eyes.

"Daddy, those ugly monsters are bullying our people! I'm going to tear this broken door down!" Little Demon Ball shouted angrily.

"Go. Don't even leave them ashes. Burn them cleanly, just to send these souls on their way." Chen Yanzhou released his daughter's hand, his tone revealing absolute indulgence and coldness.

"Big Black, go!" Xiao Nianrong flipped over and jumped onto Wangcai's back.

The mutated giant wolf let out a howl that shook the heavens, its body instantly expanding to ten zhang in size in mid-air. Its four hooves trod on black ghostly fire, like a black meteorite, and it crashed directly into the huge white bone torii gate.

Just as Wangcai approached the torii gate, less than a hundred feet away, a strange, extremely piercing laugh suddenly came from the churning dark red death aura.

"Heh heh heh... How dare these ants from the Divine Land trespass into the sacred land of Takamagahara?"

The seawater churned violently, and a terrifying monster, thirty feet tall, burst forth from the seabed, blocking the way in front of the torii gate.

This monster had a massive, toad-like head, its body covered in bloodshot compound eyes, and its lower body was covered in countless octopus-like tentacles. It also wielded a huge katana carved from its spine. The deathly aura emanating from it was ten times more concentrated than that of Bai Yujing!

"I am Ōtakemaru, the first divine general of Takamagahara! By order of Amaterasu Ōmikami, I guard this secret realm. Those who come, become vengeful spirits!" Ōtakemaru brandished his katana, creating a black water tornado a hundred feet high, and slashed it down fiercely towards Xiao Nianrong.

"What an ugly toad!" Xiao Nianrong stood on the wolf's back, her face full of disgust. She didn't even try to dodge; she just took a deep breath, her little belly bulging out, and then suddenly opened her little mouth.

"Whoosh—Boom!"

The pure golden innate true fire, carrying the supremely masculine and chaotic Daoist essence, was like a golden waterfall cascading from the heavens, directly meeting the black water tornado.

Ōtakemaru's mocking compound eyes turned to utter terror the moment they came into contact with the golden flames.

"Sizzle—!"

There was no evenly matched clash, nor any earth-shattering explosion. The water tornado, capable of corroding the protective aura of a Celestial Realm cultivator, couldn't even withstand half a breath before being vaporized into nothingness by the terrifying high temperature of the Innate True Fire!

The fire dragon continued its momentum and crashed heavily into Ōtakemaru's massive body.

"Aaaaaah—!" A heart-wrenching scream echoed across the sea.

This monster, which called itself a divine general of Takamagahara, had its indestructible mutated scales melt and peel off rapidly under the burning Dao Fire, like butter thrown into a furnace. It frantically waved its tentacles, trying to extinguish the flames on its body, but the Innate True Fire was the fire of origin; once it touched it, it would not be extinguished until it burned away the soul and laws of its target!

In less than three breaths, the towering 30-foot-tall Ootakemaru was burned into a cloud of black powder floating in the air.

"Too weak! It can't even withstand one claw from Big Black!" Xiao Nianrong pouted, still feeling unsatisfied.

Wangcai roared and charged to the white bone torii gate, opening its blood-red maw and spewing a mouthful of Netherworld Fire onto the crossbeam. At the same time, Xiao Nianrong spat out another ball of innate true fire.

The golden and black flames intertwined, transforming into a giant fire wheel that directly cleaved the thousand-foot-tall white bone torii gate in half!

"Crack—Boom!"

As the torii gate collapsed, the skulls that had been imprisoned, upon contact with the Dao Fire, were not burned but rather seemed to have their pain stripped away. The eerie green ghost fire transformed into pure white light, and thousands upon thousands of souls from the Divine Land bowed in mid-air towards Chen Yanzhou before turning into specks of starlight and completely dissipating into the world, re-entering the cycle of reincarnation.

Without the suppression of the array's core, the distorted spatial vortex behind the torii gate was completely exposed to the air, from which came a series of heart-pounding low heartbeats, as if a monster capable of devouring stars was awakening.

Chen Yanzhou walked with his hands behind his back, passing Xiao Nianrong and Wangcai, and arrived directly in front of the vortex.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out his right hand, his five fingers like hooks, and directly gripped the edge of the vortex.

"Open it for me..."

A low, calm whisper that carried an undercurrent of domineering power.

"Sizzle!"

That spatial vortex, powerful enough to shred a grandmaster, was actually torn apart to both sides by his pure physical strength! An extremely vast alternate dimension, filled with blood-red light, was completely exposed before everyone's eyes.

This is the last trump card of the remnants of Japan—the Takamagahara Secret Realm!

As everyone stepped inside, the sight before them caused even the well-traveled rogues Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang to take a half-step back.

This space was completely upside down. The sky was a churning sea of ​​blood, with countless wrecked warships and corpses floating in it; and beneath one's feet lay a vast plain pieced together from countless pale bones. The air was thick with a stench of decay and an extremely viscous aura of death from the stars. The laws here had been completely distorted; an ordinary person who inhaled even a single breath would instantly transform into a monster.

Deep within the Bone Plains lies a colossal mountain of flesh, constructed from black blood and gore.

This mountain of flesh was as massive as a real mountain, its surface covered with millions of compound eyes, each one radiating coldness, greed, and chaos. Around the mountain of flesh hung countless cocoon-like structures, within which one could vaguely see Japanese warriors undergoing mutation, growing tentacles that seemed to emanate from the stars.

This is the true form of the Star Mother Insect—Izanagi!

"You lowly people of China... how dare you disturb my slumber..."

An extremely powerful mental fluctuation, directly affecting the soul, swept towards everyone like a tsunami. This mental fluctuation contained the resentment of successive Japanese emperors and the chaotic rules of alien races in the stars, enough to drive anyone with a weak mind insane instantly.

Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng groaned, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, as if a million steel needles were piercing their minds.

Chen Yanzhou didn't even turn his head, he just snorted coldly.

"roll!"

Just one word.

Words became law, and the chaotic bell tolled deep within everyone's souls. That overwhelming spiritual tsunami, as if crashing into an insurmountable divine iron wall, instantly spun back and fiercely rebounded onto that enormous mountain of flesh!

"Pfft pfft pfft—!" The thousands of compound eyes on the mountain of flesh could not withstand the pressure of the backlash and burst open, spewing out a sky full of foul-smelling black blood.

"Noisy fat worm." Chen Yanzhou picked at his ear with his little finger, his face full of disdain. "Having lived for over a thousand years, has he only managed to eat himself into this repulsive state?"

"Wow! What a huge lump of meat!" Xiao Nianrong rode in on her black wolf. Seeing the mountain-sized chunk of meat, she wasn't afraid at all; instead, her eyes lit up. She ripped the purple-gold gourd from her waist, uncorked it, and shouted into it, "Big bug, I brought cumin and chili powder! I promise I'll roast you until you're fragrant and delicious!"

A flash of rage crossed Izanagi's last remaining compound eye. It, a branch of the Starry Sky Ruler, the creator of Fusang, had been used as barbecue ingredients by a three-year-old girl?!

"Tear them apart! My people!"

The mountain of flesh writhed violently, and the hundreds of thousands of cocoons around it burst open at the same time. Countless mutated zombies, covered in barbs and with bloodshot eyes, surged in from all directions like a tide, attempting to completely overwhelm the four people and the dog with sheer numbers.

"Brother Chen, there are too many of them! Even if they just stand there and let us kill them, we'll kill until our hands are sore!" Lu Xiaofeng drew his longsword and shouted nervously.

"Kill them? Who said we were going to kill them?"

A cruel smile curled at the corner of Chen Yanzhou's lips. He slowly raised his right foot and then stomped heavily on the white bone plain beneath his feet.

"Law of Gravity - Ten Thousand Great Mountains, Suppress!"

"Boom—!"

The entire Takamagahara Secret Realm trembled violently at that moment. Centered on Chen Yanzhou, an indescribable and terrifying gravitational field instantly covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles!

The mutated assassins, who were lunging forward with their claws outstretched, didn't even have time to scream. A series of sickening cracking sounds filled the air as hundreds of thousands of assassins were simultaneously struck by invisible hammers. Their hard scales shattered inch by inch, black blood gushed out like fountains, and their bodies were crushed into paper-thin sheets, pressed tightly against the bone marrow, turning into pools of flesh!

Just one kick.

The 100,000-strong enemy army was completely wiped out, leaving not even a single intact corpse behind.

Under the suppression of the gravitational field, Izanagi's massive mountain of flesh was also ripped with deep bloodstains, black blood flowing freely, and countless compound eyes bulging out as it roared in agony.

"You... what kind of monster are you...?" The Starry Sky Mother Worm finally felt a primal fear. Its deathly aura, capable of altering the rules of existence, couldn't even leave its body within this man's gravitational field!

"Monster? No, I am your ancestor."

Chen Yanzhou moved his feet, shrinking the distance between them, and instantly appeared directly above the mountain of flesh. He looked down at the disgusting mass of rotten flesh, his right hand forming a sword shape, the tip of his finger emitting a hundred-foot-long golden-blue chaotic sword light.

"I'm quite skilled at cutting meat. Girl, get ready to set the fire!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yanzhou flicked two fingers.

“Swish, swish, swish—!”

Hundreds of chaotic sword beams crisscrossed, slicing through the Izanagi flesh mountain with unparalleled precision, as if cutting through tofu! The severed tentacles were instantly sealed by chaotic true energy, preventing even a drop of poisonous blood from escaping.

"Aaaaah!" Izanagi writhed in agony.

"Certainly!"

Chen Yanzhou's words became law. The power that stripped away the rules of time and space descended instantly. The mountain-like mass of flesh was frozen in mid-air, becoming a sitting duck.

Below, Xiao Nianrong's face flushed with excitement. She rode Wangcai directly beneath the mountain of flesh and forcefully reversed the purple-gold gourd. A shower of Western spices, like a sandstorm, evenly showered over Izanagi's massive body.

"Big Black, add more fire!"

"Whoosh—Boom!"

Xiao Nianrong and Wangcai simultaneously unleashed their most intense innate true fire and Netherworld fire. The two extremely powerful flames converged in mid-air, transforming into a gigantic furnace hundreds of feet in diameter, completely engulfing Izanagi!

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The crackling sound of burning fat echoed within the secret realm. Izanagi's incredibly tough flesh rapidly shrank and carbonized under the scorching heat of the Dao Fire. A strange odor, a mixture of cumin aroma and an extremely acrid burnt smell, filled the air.

This Star Mother Worm, revered as the creator god in Japanese mythology, is now being roasted alive in a furnace by a three-year-old girl in the most humiliating and painful way.

It took the full time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The enormous mountain of flesh had completely vanished. In its place was a "Starry Sky Dao Core," only the size of a fist, suspended in mid-air, radiating a brilliant blue light. This was the purest primordial power within the mother insect's body; all death energy and filth had been completely burned away by the Dao Fire.

Chen Yanzhou reached out and beckoned, and the Dao Core fell into his palm, warm and smooth as jade.

"Hmm, not bad quality. Perfect for the girl to play with as marbles when we get back." Chen Yanzhou tossed the Dao Core to Xiao Nianrong with satisfaction.

"Yay! Thank you, Daddy!" Xiao Nianrong caught the Dao Core and danced with joy, completely unaware that she had just personally roasted a thousand-year-old mythical monster.

With the death of the mother insect, the Takamagahara Secret Realm, deprived of its power, began to collapse violently. The sea of ​​blood in the sky overflowed, the bone plain beneath their feet shattered, and the turbulent void cut in all directions like sharp blades.

"Brother Chen, this place is about to collapse!" Chu Liuxiang shouted.

"So what if it collapses? There's no need for this junkyard to exist anyway." Chen Yanzhou didn't even bother to look at it again, and with a casual flick of his wrist, he tore open a void rift that would allow him to return to Shenzhou.

He picked up his daughter, placed her on his shoulder, and led the way into the crevice.

"Let's go home. Let's eat seafood."

Behind them, the Takamagahara Secret Realm was utterly pulverized by the void turbulence amidst a deafening roar that shook the East Sea. From that moment on, the remnants of Fusang were no more, nor was the shadow of the Star Mother Worm ever seen again. The Tian Ce Mansion's dominance added another unshakeable, invincible legend to this world.