My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 172 Bai Xuanji's Guesses

"You're saying my master is the second 'Sword Master'?" Wu Qiong raised an eyebrow. "Why wasn't it him who only taught me three sword techniques?"

"There are two possibilities," Her Majesty the Empress said. "First, for some reason, he only taught you three moves of the 'sword technique'; second, he only knew three moves of the 'sword technique,' so he taught them all to you."

You said your master has never made a move in front of you, right? What if the reason he hasn't made a move is because he hasn't reached the 'Void Realm' yet?

"No way," Wu Qiong muttered.

"Ah Qiong, let me ask you one more question," Bai Xuanji asked. "Do you have any fellow disciples?"

Wu Qiong replied, "I have a senior brother."

"Does he know swordsmanship?" Her Majesty the Empress asked.

"No, he learned other martial arts." Wu Qiong subconsciously rubbed the conch shell in his hand and thought, "It's strange, Master never taught my senior brother 'sword techniques,' and my senior brother even complained to me that Master was biased."

"You have a senior brother?" Her Majesty the Empress asked curiously.

"Yes, I have."

"You never said that."

"You didn't ask me."

"Alright, where is he?" Her Majesty the Queen asked.

"I don't know, maybe he died somewhere in the martial world." Wu Qiong didn't want to talk about his senior brother anymore: "Let's talk about my master first."

Seeing this, Her Majesty the Empress changed the subject back to "Sword Master".

"If your master only taught you three sword techniques for some reason, it means there's a big secret involved, one that's connected to your background."

Her Majesty the Empress continued her analysis: "But if he only knows three moves of 'Sword Technique,' then he is what you call the second 'Sword Master.' That adds up to several possibilities."

"My master was actually a subordinate of the 'Sword Master' or something. Qu Wuming taught him three sword techniques and then disappeared inexplicably. So he went into seclusion and taught me under the name of Qu Wuming because I am Qu Wuming's son?" Wu Qiong guessed.

In other words, it wasn't an accident that his master found him, but rather that he was specifically looking for him?

As for why we don't speculate that the master is Qu Wuming's disciple, it's because they are about the same age, and the master may even be a little older.

"I don't know," Her Majesty the Empress replied.

She actually had another guess: since the three of them could go back to the past, what about Wu Qiong from his previous life? Could he have also gone back to the past? Only, back to twenty years ago.

Although he returned to the past, his injuries were too severe to heal. So before he died, he found a reliable person who taught him three sword techniques, instructing him to find his younger self at a specific time and teach him the sword techniques.

But then another problem arises: the three of them returned to the past, their consciousness returning to their childhood selves. However, Wu Qiong's physical body from his previous life was indeed dead; how could he possibly return to the past with that body?

Or is the Wu Qiong of this life the same Wu Qiong of his past life? But the timeline doesn't match.

It seems that only God knows the truth.

However, God said he didn't know either. Later, when he got to that part, he looked through the readers' comments and said to this chapter, "Just find a reliable one to copy and that's it."

"Perhaps Qu Wuming really is dead. After all, He Jinxi has been searching for him for so many years without finding him," Wu Qiong said. "There is only one kind of person who can leave no trace in the world: the dead."

"Ah Qiong, is your master really dead?" Her Majesty the Empress asked.

"He's dead. I saw him pass away with my own eyes," Wu Qiongzhen replied solemnly.

"Alright, then don't worry about this matter. I will send people to investigate, including your background," Her Majesty the Empress comforted her.

How do we investigate? We'll use Wu Qiong's portrait to investigate. Anyway, these people all say that Wu Qiong looks like the "Sword Master," so as long as he's still alive, we'll definitely be able to find out!

"Oh, right," Her Majesty the Empress spoke again, "I've notified everyone you asked me to, and they should all be on their way to you by now. I will also be setting off personally soon. Until we arrive, make sure you are safe. As for the others, abandon them if necessary. Your survival is more important than anything else!"

"Don't worry, I would have done it even if you hadn't said anything," Wu Qiong replied, then said gently, "Xuanji, thank you."

"Knowing I treat you so well, why are you still running around like this?" The Empress rolled her eyes. "Do you think I'm going to eat you?"

Wu Qiong: "Hehe."

That's for sure! Of course they'll be completely taken advantage of!

"By the way, have you finished showering?" Her Majesty the Empress licked her red lips, her mind racing with fantasies about Wu Qiong's physique.

Ah, those pecs, those eight-pack abs, I can never get enough of touching them!

"You're done washing? What's wrong?" Wu Qiong asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing. Now that you've finished washing, go to bed early. I'm going to retire for the night too." Bai Xuanji hurriedly hung up the conch shell.

She needs to take a cold shower to calm down, otherwise she won't be able to sleep tonight if she keeps imagining Wu Qiong.

"This is inexplicable." Wu Qiong was speechless.

He put down the conch shell and lay down on the bed.

"Sword Master Qu Wuming, who exactly are you?"

I slept soundly without dreaming.

The next day, it was dawn.

The loud knocking on the door rang out once again.

"Who the hell is it this time?!" Wu Qiong, who had just smashed the clothes of the girls in his dream, was startled awake once again.

He opened the door with red eyes and yelled, "What?! It's you again!"

Outside the door stood Ximen Ji, who was leering.

He said embarrassedly, "Yesterday, my elder brother told me that he would tell me where Sheng'er was today. I tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. I finally made it to dawn and came to find you, Brother Wu. Come on, let's go find my elder brother."

"What do I care if your wife goes missing! She's your older brother, why don't you go ask her yourself!" Wu Qiong said irritably.

"Hehehe, I've been afraid of my elder brother since I was a child. Brother Wu, you and my elder brother have a blood relationship, so please keep me company and give me some courage." Ximen Ji rubbed his hands and said with an embarrassed smile.

"Speaking of which, I have a question," Wu Qiong asked, glancing at him sideways. "Brother Ximen, you haven't also practiced my 'sword technique,' have you?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I didn't! It's all a misunderstanding!" Ximen Ji denied it three times in a row: "I practice the Yunxiao Sect sword technique. I've never seen those moves that my elder brother used yesterday before. Maybe he used those moves because he thought you looked like his benefactor."

Wu Qiong's eyes widened: "You also know 'Sword Master'?"

"I really don't recognize him," Ximen Ji replied, then grabbed Wu Qiong and ran off, saying, "Stop talking nonsense, let's get going!"

Wu Qiong had no choice but to go with him.

Behind Ximen Ji, Wu Qiong said helplessly, "Why are you here instead of going to your elder brother's place to look for him?"

"I've already been there, but my elder brother isn't here," Ximen Ji said as he walked. "I suppose he came to the back mountain for quiet meditation early today. Let's go find him. We've arrived."

Wu Qiong looked up and saw a small courtyard in front of him.

"Is your older brother in the yard?" Wu Qiong asked.

"Indeed, Brother Wu, please go first," Ximen Ji replied.

Why?

"My legs are weak," Ximen Ji replied. Seeing Wu Qiong's expressionless face, he gave an awkward smile: "I'm scared."

"Coward," Wu Qiong scoffed.

Then he pushed open the door and went in, where he met the eyes of Ximen Dashuaibi, who was sitting cross-legged with his hair loose and wearing only a moon-white undergarment.

"Get out!" Ximen Chui roared, and with a wave of his hand, Wu Qiong rolled away like a tumbling gourd, knocking Ximen Ji, who was standing at the door, to the ground.

The two got up, and Ximen Ji looked at Wu Qiong, whose eyes were lifeless, and asked curiously, "Brother Wu, what's wrong?"

Wu Qiong stared at him blankly: "Brother Ximen, you've really ruined me. I think I saw something I shouldn't have seen."

Ximen Ji: "???"

(End of this chapter)