Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

"Kill me!"

"Don't worry, you're a rare commodity right now, I won't touch you. Otherwise, it would be very bad if your mother, the Asura Blade, came after me!"

Wang Yuyan found the words somewhat familiar and couldn't help but turn to look at Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing's eyes were wide and round.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Is the Asura Blade a human or a beast? I've never heard of that!"

"Qin Hongmian, the Asura Blade, is your master and also your mother."

A single word from Xie Bu Ruo could be as powerful as a thunderclap.

Upon hearing this explosive news, Wang Yuyan's mouth gaped open, her eyes filled with shock.

Mu Wanqing was still resentful about Xie Ruo's use of a sleeping potion and couldn't believe a word he said.

"My master is called Yougu Ke, not Shura Dao!"

Xie Buruo continued, "I know your identity well. Your name is Mu Wanqing, isn't that right?"

I thought that revealing her name would definitely give her a shock.

To everyone's surprise, Mu Wanqing was delighted instead, raising her chin with great pride.

"I never imagined that the martial arts world of the Central Plains would also know about me, Mu Wanqing."

Now it's Xie Buruo's turn to be unsure.

He only regretted that he didn't know the Five Luo Light Smoke Palm, otherwise he would definitely have been able to subdue his opponent.

"I have to throw in something juicy..." Xie Buruo continued, "You're eighteen this year, aren't you?"

Mu Wanqing sneered, "Seventeen!"

"Really seventeen?"

"Of course, seventeen!"

"Seventeen is great!"

In the original novel, Mu Wanqing met Duan Yu when she was eighteen years old.

That was the year Duan Yu found the Blessed Land of Langhuan.

Xie was overjoyed.

Therefore, even if I leisurely go to Wuliang Mountain in Dali, I will still have time to retrieve the secret manual.

He knew it in his heart.

Mu Wanqing and Wang Yuyan, standing nearby, had no idea.

Seeing the smile on his face, I assumed he had ill intentions.

Especially Mu Wanqing, who is currently tied to a chair and cannot move at all.

"What do you want to do?" Mu Wanqing swayed her body, but couldn't break free of the ropes.

Xie Ruo did not answer her question and changed the subject.

"Does your master often practice the Five Luo Light Smoke Palm alone? She also said that this palm technique is never passed on to anyone and that she will take it to her grave. And every time she finishes using this palm technique, she gets angry with you."

Mu Wanqing was stunned: "You...how did you know!"

Xie Buruo turned around, put his hands behind his back, stood tall, and sighed, "Your birthday is in September, isn't it!"

Wang Yuyan glanced back and forth at the two of them, her curiosity completely piqued.

She gripped the hem of her dress tightly, eagerly awaiting Xie's reply.

Upon hearing this, Mu Wanqing felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and all her previous confidence vanished.

She recalled Xie Buruo's words.

Could my master really be named Qin Hongmian?

Is she really his mother?

How could this person in front of me know about the Five Luo Light Smoke Palm?

How did you know your birthday was in September?

Could it be!

Mu Wanqing's face turned deathly pale beneath her veil, and her voice trembled.

"You...you're my father!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but gasp.

She was extremely excited and stared intently at Xie Buruo, waiting to see how he would explain.

Xie Buruo pinched his cheek and said angrily, "Do I look like your father at that age?!"

Having followed the gossip for so long, Wang Yuyan was now fully confident. With a slight smile, she revealed the truth.

"No, Miss Mu, judging from Young Master Xie's age, he should be your elder brother!"

Mu Wanqing was startled again. She looked at Wang Yuyan first, then at Xie Buruo, and blurted out.

"elder brother?"

Her mind was buzzing, a complete mess: "Could it be that my surname isn't Mu, but Xie, and my name is Xie Wanqing?"

Xie Buruo was speechless at the two of them and tilted his head to look at Wang Yuyan.

"Miss Wang, if I were his brother, you would be the one tied to the chair right now."

Wang Yuyan opened her mouth slightly, wanting to argue, but found that what the other person said actually made a lot of sense.

Mu Wanqing realized that Xie Buruo was neither her father nor her brother, and she felt relieved. Her voice stopped trembling.

"So who exactly are you?"

Xie replied, "In short, we are friends, not enemies. Your father and I are close friends despite our age difference."

Mu Wanqing fired off a barrage of questions: "Then who is my father? Since you're an old friend of my father's, why aren't you helping me?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, filled with suspicion.

Xie Ruo said, "Although I tied you up, I also saved your life. If I really wanted to harm you, how could you have survived until now? If I had just handed you over to Granny Ping and the others, aside from anything else, would you still have your hands?"

Mu Wanqing remained silent for a long time before asking, "Who exactly is my father? Is my master really my mother?"

Wang Yuyan hadn't finished eating the melon, but she sat up straight and looked at Xie Buruo as well.

Xie Buruo said, "Your father is the Duan Prince of Dali."

Mu Wanqing was taken aback: "Who is Prince Duan?"

She was a wild child from the mountains.

Although I grew up in Dali, I don't know much about the Duan family of Dali.

But Wang Yuyan, who was educated, was different. She knew a lot and cleared her throat as she spoke.

"Miss Mu, this is Prince Duan of Dali, whose given name is Shangzheng Xiachun. He is the Prince of Zhennan of the Dali Kingdom. His most skilled martial art is the Duan family's unique skill, One-Finger Divine Skill..."

Xie Buruo quickly interrupted her as she continued explaining martial arts: "Qin Hongmian went with you to assassinate Madam Wang because your martial aunt, the pretty night-devil Gan Baobao, sent a message saying that two people ruined your master's life, and the other one you wanted to kill was named Dao Baifeng, right?"

"How did you know?" Mu Wanqing asked in surprise.

Xie Buruo ignored her and continued, "Gan Baobao's husband is named Zhong Wanchou, known in the martial arts world as the Horse King God. They have a daughter named Zhong Ling, who is on good terms with you, right?"

Seeing that he even knew Zhong Ling, an unknown nobody, Mu Wanqing believed seven or eight parts of what he said.

Xie Buruo continued, "Gan Baobao has always been on good terms with your master, so why didn't she come with you to assassinate Madam Wang? Don't become someone else's tool."

With her mother's safety at stake, Wang Yuyan immediately chimed in, "Miss Mu, Young Master Xie is right!"

Mu Wanqing was completely stunned.

How could he possibly be in the mood to assassinate Lady Wang?

I just want to find my master or the Prince of Zhennan to find out the truth.

She silently considered: It seems I need to go back to Dali first!

Wang Yuyan has always been kind-hearted.

Seeing that the other party's family was so complicated, with the biological mother refusing to acknowledge him and a father who had abandoned his wife and daughter.

In comparison, I am much luckier, except that my father passed away early.

She was compassionate throughout her life, and she didn't care much about the time when the other party kidnapped her.

After a moment, Mu Wanqing said to Xie Buruo, "That's not right. Since you're a friend, not an enemy, why won't you let me go?"

Xie Ruo said, "You have too fiery a temper. You must first swear an oath not to hurt anyone. On the ship, you must obey orders and follow commands in all actions, otherwise you will cause me trouble."

Mu Wanqing, always independent and unconventional, raised an eyebrow and said, "What if I refuse?"

Xie Buruo sneered, "Then I'll just take off your veil!"

Mu Wanqing's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Qin Hongmian once made her swear an oath: whoever saw her true face would either marry her or be killed.

If neither option is chosen, then suicide is the only way out.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Although you are annoying, since you know my vow and did not remove my veil while I was unconscious, you can be considered a gentleman."

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Yuyan stumbled and almost lost her balance.

Ignoring the unexpected turn of events, Mu Wanqing swore, "I, Mu Wanqing, swear that I will never kill anyone indiscriminately on this ship."

Xie Buruo added, "I will follow Young Master Xie's instructions."

He glanced at Wang Yuyan and added, "Of course, there are also Miss Wang's instructions."

Mu Wanqing glared at him fiercely, but since her weakness had been exploited, she had no choice but to comply.

"We still need to follow Young Master Xie and Miss Wang's instructions."

She spoke vaguely of "Young Master Xie," but clearly pronounced "Miss Wang."

At this moment, Mu Wanqing felt that Wang Yuyan was much more pleasing to the eye than the man surnamed Xie.

Xie Buruo added, "I know you value your vows most. You vow to either kill or marry whoever sees your true face, or commit suicide if you cannot do either. The fact that you can uphold even such a vow shows your integrity, and you will certainly not break your promise to us."

Hearing him say this, Mu Wanqing felt not ashamed, but rather proud, and said smugly.

"Who do you take me for, Mu Wanqing! A word spoken is a word that cannot be taken back!"

Wang Yuyan had been itching to tell Mu Wanqing the truth.

In fact, her face had been looked at by the two of them many times.

But hearing Xie say this, I realized the matter was serious.

Moreover, in the end, he himself was the mastermind behind revealing others' true colors.

"I wonder what Miss Mu's vow is? Does she have to marry you even if the woman lifts her veil? This...this isn't quite right, is it?"

Thinking of this, Wang Yuyan immediately suppressed her impulse and tightly shut her mouth.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the cabin, followed by a knocking sound on the door.

Granny Ping said from outside, "Young Master Xie, I have something important to report."

Her voice was filled with anxiety.

Wang Yuyan put on her veil, slipped into a corner, and dragged Mu Wanqing, who was tied to a chair, away as well.

Xie Buruo opened the hatch a crack and squeezed out sideways.

Grandma Ping and Grandma Rui were standing at the door.

Granny Ping said, "Young Master Xie, we can't find Xiao Shi anywhere in the entire cabin! There's probably something fishy about this."

Xie Buruo cleared his throat: "The Poetry Leader is in my room."

Grandma Ping was slightly taken aback, then gave me a knowing look.

"I see, then the old woman had a false alarm."

"By the way, Young Master Xie, we have already found out the whereabouts of your enemies."

"At Xishan Summer Resort, not far from here."

Xie Buruo was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Good, contact the Taihu Water Fortress, and once everyone is gathered, we'll annihilate them together."

Grandma Ping nodded in agreement and left with Grandma Rui.

The two old women walked away for a while.

Grandma Ping chuckled: "Xiao Shi usually acts all dignified and composed, but I never expected her to sneak into Young Master Xie's cabin."

Grandma Rui slammed her cane heavily on the deck and sighed, "Alas, that little vixen Xiao Shi beat me to it!"

When Grandma Ping heard this, she was startled and unconsciously moved away from her old friend, muttering to herself.

"I need to keep my distance from her from now on, otherwise she'll drag me down with her."