Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

"Furthermore, I am deeply concerned about the turmoil in the martial world and the rampant activities of villains. Therefore, I have specially established the position of 'Martial Arts Inspector,' to be concurrently held by Lord Zhenwu, Lin Xuan. All matters concerning the loyalty of martial arts sects, the pacification of unrest in the martial world, and the recruitment of martial arts masters will be decided by Lin Xuan's word. Lin Xuan need not concern himself with the administration of the court, taxation, or other mundane affairs; his sole responsibility is to safeguard this martial world for me!"

This decree is the real bombshell!

Martial Arts Inspector!

This was practically a letter of appointment for Lin Xuan as the "highest referee in the martial arts world".

This means that from now on, Lin Xuan will no longer handle matters of the martial arts world as private feuds, but will instead represent the imperial court in exercising its authority.

Wherever he appears, that place becomes his court. If he wants to destroy a sect, he only needs to accuse it of "plotting rebellion," and he can legitimately mobilize the government's forces to cooperate.

After the imperial edict was read aloud, the official put it away, his face full of a fawning smile. He quickly walked down the steps and presented the edict and a purple-gold token to Lin Xuan with both hands.

"Congratulations, Earl of Zhenwu! Congratulations, Lord Lin! This is the Zhenwu Purple Gold Token specially bestowed by the Emperor. With this token, you can mobilize up to 500 local troops to assist in the investigation. Officials below the third rank will regard seeing this token as the Emperor himself and must unconditionally cooperate with all your actions."

Lin Xuan accepted the imperial edict and token, casually weighed the heavy purple-gold token in his hand, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"Please thank His Majesty for me. I, Lin, will certainly not fail in my duty."

Lin Xuan's voice was calm, showing no sign of being flattered.

The official didn't mind; on the contrary, he felt this was the demeanor of a superior person. He bowed again and said, "This humble official has completed his mission and will now return to the capital to report. If Your Excellency needs anything, please do not hesitate to instruct the local government."

Having said that, the official, accompanied by the Imperial Guards, came and went in a hurry.

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

The three women stared blankly at the imperial edict and gold medal in Lin Xuan's hand, unable to recover for a long time.

"Young master...you are now...you are the Earl?" Shuang'er was the first to react, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

Azhu and Abi also gathered around, curiously examining the purple-gold plaque.

"The Protector of the Nation and the Martial Arts Inspector..." A'Zhu murmured these two titles, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Young Master, now, those prestigious sects will probably be terrified when they see you, won't they?"

Lin Xuan laughed heartily, then casually pulled A Zhu into his arms and kissed her delicate cheek.

"I don't really care about titles or honors. But since the emperor has offered them to me, I might as well take them. With this identity, I can certainly avoid a lot of trouble when I travel in this world."

Lin Xuan looked at the gold medal in his hand and began to make plans in his mind.

This official position was practically tailor-made for him.

Then, the news that Lin Xuan had been granted the title of "Guardian of the Nation and Martial Earl" spread like wildfire throughout the Jiangnan region in just a few days, and then rapidly spread towards the Central Plains.

The martial arts world was shaken.

Those martial arts figures who had previously expressed reservations about Lin Xuan taking over Yanziwu all fell silent at this moment.

Just kidding, he's an official of the imperial court now, and a "patrolman" in charge of martial arts affairs. Who would dare to mess with him at this time?

Chapter 269: Returning to Mantuo Manor, Encountering Li Qiushui Again

In the early morning, Taihu Lake is shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.

Lin Xuan bid farewell to the three reluctant women and sailed alone in a small boat towards Mantuo Manor.

The small boat stopped on the shore covered with datura flowers.

Lin Xuan didn't even disturb the old woman guarding the manor. With his unparalleled lightness skill, he drifted into the manor like a gentle breeze.

The camellias in the villa are in full bloom, filling the air with their fragrance.

Lin Xuan walked straight towards the living quarters in the backyard.

Just as we turned through a moon gate, we heard a series of light footsteps approaching.

"Hongxia, I asked you to go to the shore of Taihu Lake and see if any boats are coming. Is Brother Xuan almost here?"

A clear, melodious voice, like a nightingale singing in a valley, rang out, filled with undisguised anticipation.

Lin Xuan stared intently.

On the path ahead, a girl in a light pink gauze dress was craning her neck and waiting.

Her skin was as white as snow, her features as exquisite as a painting; her stunning beauty made her seem like a fairy untouched by worldly affairs.

Compared to her youthful awkwardness a year ago, she seems to have matured a bit now, with a more slender and graceful figure. Her slender waist and slightly fuller breasts speak volumes about her growing maturity.

It was Wang Yuyan.

During that year, although she rarely went out, she still heard about Lin Xuan's various deeds from the servants who occasionally went out.

Every piece of news she received stirred ripples in her heart.

That's her brother Xuan!

He was the man who took her virginity and taught her to experience the most extreme pleasure in the world!

In her heart, Lin Xuan was already a towering hero, her only support in this life.

"Yu Yan, there's no need to let Hongxia go see her, I'm here now, aren't I?"

Lin Xuan walked out from behind the moon gate, a doting smile on his lips.

Wang Yuyan trembled violently upon hearing that familiar voice, so deeply ingrained in her bones.

She turned her head, and when she saw the figure she had been longing for standing in front of her, her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Brother Xuan!"

She exclaimed in surprise, no longer caring about the reserve of a well-bred young lady, and like a swallow returning to its nest, she rushed into Lin Xuan's arms.

"boom!"

A warm, fragrant, and soft body embraces you.

Wang Yuyan hugged Lin Xuan's neck tightly, buried her face in his chest, and greedily inhaled the masculine scent that haunted her dreams. Tears streamed down her face like broken beads.

"Brother Xuan, you've finally arrived... Yu Yan thought you were so busy outside that you'd forgotten about me..."

Her voice was filled with grievance and coquettishness, and her tearful appearance was most likely to arouse a man's protective instincts.

Lin Xuan reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, gently patting her back and coaxing her softly, "Silly girl, how could I forget my Yu Yan? You are my most precious treasure in Jiangnan. As soon as I finished dealing with things, I rushed here to see you."

"really?"

Wang Yuyan raised her head, her big, watery eyes looking at Lin Xuan. Although she knew he was probably just trying to comfort her, she still felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

"Of course it's true."

Lin Xuan lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead. "It's been so long since we last met, and our Yu Yan has grown even more beautiful. Look at that figure..."

His large hand slid down Wang Yuyan's jade-like back, gently pinching her pert buttocks, causing Wang Yuyan to let out a soft cry.

"Brother Xuan...you're so annoying...it's broad daylight..."

Wang Yuyan blushed and quickly buried her head in his chest. Her adorable and dependent appearance was completely different from her original aloof and ethereal self.

Under Lin Xuan's "Yin-Yang Completion Technique" and his blush-inducing "teachings," she had long been thoroughly developed. Her body had an almost instinctive desire for Lin Xuan's touch.

"What's wrong with it in broad daylight? This is my own home."

Lin Xuan not only did not stop, but instead became even more brazen, roaming over her waist and feeling the amazing elasticity and smoothness under the thin veil.

The two lingered there on the path for a while.

Wang Yuyan seemed to remember something, and lifted her head from Lin Xuan's arms. Her expression became somewhat strange, and even a little worried.

"Brother Xuan, there's something I need to tell you."

Wang Yuyan lowered her voice, as if she were talking about a shocking secret, "Grandma...Grandma is here too, she's staying at the manor now."

"grandmother?"

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but then a knowing smile appeared on his face.

The "grandmother" he mentioned was naturally Li Qiushui.

Back then, outside the ancient tomb in Zhongnan Mountain, in order to protect Li Mochou, he promised to find a miraculous object that could heal her disfigurement within a year and to go to Western Xia to find her.

Now that a year has passed, he has been delayed by various matters (in fact, he never intended to go at all) and has not kept his promise.

It seems that this Empress Dowager of Western Xia, one of the three elders of the Xiaoyao Sect, couldn't wait any longer and came to settle accounts in person.

But how did she end up at Mantuo Manor?

Upon further reflection, Lin Xuan felt relieved.

Li Qingluo is her biological daughter, and Wang Yuyan is her granddaughter. Since she couldn't find herself in the Central Plains, it's quite reasonable for her to come here to wait for her and take a look at her daughter.

"Oh? How come she has time to travel to Jiangnan?" Lin Xuan asked, feigning ignorance.

Wang Yuyan shook her head: "I don't know either. Grandma looked very upset when she came, as if she was angry with someone. And..."

She glanced at Lin Xuan furtively and said with some worry, "As soon as she heard about you, she immediately sent people to Taihu Lake to inquire about your whereabouts. I'm afraid... I'm afraid that Grandma might have some misunderstanding about you?"

Although Wang Yuyan was intelligent, she was unaware of the feud between Lin Xuan and Li Qiushui.

In her mind, Lin Xuan was her grandmother's apprentice and also her mother Li Qingluo's junior brother. Now that her grandmother had come to visit in person with an unfriendly attitude, she naturally felt worried.

"It's alright."

Lin Xuan patted her shoulder and comforted her, "You don't understand the affairs of the elders. I came here this time to pay my respects to her."

Just as the two were talking, a series of slightly hurried footsteps approached.

"Yu Yan, has Junior Brother arrived?"

Accompanied by this mature and charming voice, a beautiful woman dressed in a deep purple silk dress appeared at the moon gate.

She was none other than Li Qingluo, the true owner of Mantuo Manor, and Madam Wang.

Time seemed to have been particularly kind to this woman; in her thirties, she was at the most charming stage of a woman's life.

The purple silk skirt clung tightly to her voluptuous body, and as she moved, her proud breasts trembled slightly, exuding an alluring, ripe peach-like charm.

Her appearance is seven parts similar to Wang Yuyan's, but compared to Wang Yuyan's innocence, she has an irresistible maturity and allure.

When she saw Lin Xuan and Wang Yuyan embracing tightly, an intense look of jealousy and resentment flashed uncontrollably in her eyes.

Although she had long known that her daughter had also fallen into the clutches of this devil.

But deep down, her possessiveness as a woman still made her feel a pang of bitterness.

This rascal, the first thing he did when he got back was to hug his daughter. Has he forgotten about his senior sister, whom he has developed even more thoroughly and served even more diligently?

Despite the bitterness in her heart, Li Qingluo dared not show it on her face.

After experiencing Lin Xuan's countless "massages" and "training," her body and mind had long been completely marked by Lin Xuan, and she could only submit to him.

"Junior brother, you've finally arrived."

Li Qingluo took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and walked forward gracefully, her tone tinged with resentment.

Lin Xuan released Wang Yuyan and brazenly scanned Li Qingluo, taking in the jealousy in her eyes.

He knew that this thorny, man-eating flower had not only had all its thorns removed, but even its nectar was now only flowing for him.

"Senior Sister, it's been a long time. You've made Mantuo Manor even more elegant," Lin Xuan said with a smile, his tone slightly teasing.

Upon hearing the word "Senior Sister," Li Qingluo felt a sudden, involuntary shiver run down her spine.

She suppressed the urge to throw herself into his arms and said seriously, "Junior brother, you must be tired from your journey. But now is not the time for catching up. Mother is waiting for you in the inner room."

"Master?" Lin Xuan asked knowingly.

"Mother seems to be in a bad mood; she sounded a bit angry when she mentioned you," Li Qingluo said somewhat awkwardly.

She didn't know why her mother was angry and specifically asked to see Lin Xuan.

"She instructed us early this morning that if you came, she would take you to see her immediately, saying that she had something important to discuss with you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan smiled nonchalantly.

"it is good."

He squeezed Wang Yuyan's small hand, gave Li Qingluo a look that said "I'll deal with you later," and then strode towards the depths of the backyard.

Deep within the Mantuo Mountain Villa lies a secluded cottage called "Yunjin Pavilion".

This place, which is usually Li Qingluo's place of quiet cultivation, has now become Li Qiushui's temporary residence.

Lin Xuan pushed open the half-closed door, and a faint scent of sandalwood mixed with some unknown, cool floral fragrance wafted towards him.

The interior was furnished in a simple and rustic style, and the lighting was rather dim.

A woman in white sat with her back to the door, in front of a guqin. She did not pluck the strings, but quietly looked at a painting of a sword immortal from Wuliang Mountain hanging on the wall.