Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 120 I am Xu Xian. May I ask if you are Bai Suzhen?
"Master, please wait, I won't disturb you any longer!"

Li Zhaoting waved his hand and left the Khan Gang.

The leader of the Khan Gang branch watched Li Zhaoting ride away on horseback and couldn't help but wipe away cold sweat. There were too many rumors about Li Zhaoting in the martial arts world, most of which were negative.

For example: evil star, Tai Sui, jinx!

It is said that wherever Li Zhaoting went, blood flowed like rivers, and even Buddha could not withstand it.

How dare the humble Khan's Gang offend Li Zhaoting?
Fortunately, Li Zhaoting's negative skills have always only targeted martial arts figures and high-ranking officials. The Han Gang members are either laborers or contractors, so unless someone defaults on their wages, Li Zhaoting's jinx won't affect them.

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Chengdu, the headquarters of the Salt Gang.

A visiting card was placed on Cheng Huaixiu's desk.

Li Zhaoting's visiting card.

The letter of invitation was very polite, stating that my father had some grudges with the Salt Gang in the past, and my mother was from the Salt Gang. Now that my mother has passed away, I want to find my mother's belongings.

At the very least, you should know your mother's background.

Cheng Huaixiu has always been reasonable, but the number of Salt Gang disciples can be counted in the tens of thousands, especially the large number of Khan Gang members. How could they possibly be found?
There is a very classic proverb:
—The livelihoods of millions of grain transport workers!
The Salt Gang was in a similar situation.

The number of laborers, miners, fire-starters, machinery repairmen, salt transporters, and accountants was enormous, making management even more difficult than managing a beggar gang.

Where is Li Zhaoting?

"Reporting to the leader, he is at Sandaoyan."

"Prepare the horses; I will go to see him in person."

"He should be brought to the Salt Gang headquarters."

The old butler angrily poked his cane.

Cheng Huaixiu smiled and said, "Uncle Fu, Li Zhaoting is the reincarnation of the Jiazi Tai Sui. If we bring him to the headquarters, I'm afraid it won't be long before a murder occurs in the Salt Gang."

Uncle Fu obediently shut his mouth.

Cheng Huaixiu changed into a clean and neat outfit and rode a horse to Sandaoyan. Sandaoyan is a diversion weir, used to divert river water. It is not very imposing. People built three stone bridges over Sandaoyan, which are called "Yan Bridges".

The bridge spans the Baitiao River, connecting Huili Street to the east and Qinggangshu to the west. It is situated in the delta formed by the confluence of the Xuyan River and the Baitiao River. Weeping willows are planted on both sides of the river, giving it a picturesque scene of a small bridge over flowing water at dusk.

Li Zhaoting stood at the bridgehead, admiring the beautiful scenery.

A stunningly beautiful woman walked over from the other end.

Cheng Huaixiu.

Facing the night breeze from the Luoshui Baitiao River, Cheng Huaixiu, dressed in a light blue long robe, fluttered in the wind, exuding an air of leisure and elegance. Gazing down at the clear stream, he remained calm and composed.

He carried a sword on his back.

The sword is engraved with the two characters "色空" (form and emptiness).

Cihang Jingzhai possesses two directly inherited divine weapons.

One is named Color and Emptiness, the other is named Flying Wings.

Cheng Huaixiu was merely a nominal disciple, neither renounced worldly life nor cultivated in seclusion in the mountains, yet he was able to obtain the Transcendent Divine Sword, demonstrating his exceptional talent.

Most martial arts sects have strict rules and regulations.

The longer a sect has been established, the stricter its rules are.

However, geniuses don't need to follow the rules.

As long as you have enough talent and ability, the sect's rules can be modified for you. If Li Zhaoting wants to become an apprentice, Cihang Jingzhai will change its rules overnight.

For Cihang Jingzhai to change its rules for her, Cheng Huaixiu's appearance, talent, and abilities must be exceptional.

She seemed to be born of the essence of heaven and earth, like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without any artifice or makeup. Just standing there quietly, she possessed unparalleled beauty.

Cheng Huaixiu and Li Shengnan are completely different.

Li Shengnan's temperament lies in her wildness and coldness, and in her stubbornness, arrogance, and aloofness.

Cheng Huaixiu's temperament lies in her calmness and charm, in her inherent tranquility, perseverance, and purity.

Li Shengnan is a witch with deep emotions and strong personalities.

When the witch fell in love, the heavens and earth collapsed.

Cheng Huaixiu is a fairy with deep emotions and true feelings.

The fairy was moved, and the waters flooded Jinshan Temple.

From the moment Cheng Huaixiu stepped onto the bridge, the spiritual energy of the surrounding world flowed into her body like rivers flowing into the sea. When she stood in the middle of the bridge, it seemed that all the people, things, and events around her ceased to exist, leaving only her and her sword.

Cheng Huaixiu's appearance is too perfect.

The shock was indescribable.

Li Zhaoting walked step by step toward Cheng Huaixiu. As the two brushed past each other, a light rain began to fall from the night sky.

"Wow!"

Li Zhaoting opened an oil-paper umbrella.

Under the umbrella was the world of Li Zhaoting and Cheng Huaixiu.

"I am Li Zhaoting, greetings to Chief Cheng."

"I have long admired Young Master Li's name. Meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed a peerless genius. I am extremely impressed."

"Chief Cheng, please forgive me, I don't want to say those boring pleasantries. I only have one question: can you help me find clues about my mother? As far as I know, my mother was once a high-ranking figure in the Salt Gang. Twenty years ago, she left with a poor scholar. It shouldn't be too hard to find her, right?"

"I try my best."

"Thank you very much, Chief Cheng."

"Is Young Master Li here to find his relatives?"

"Could it be to bring about the demise of the martial arts world in Sichuan?"

"Young Master Li is joking."

"Actually, I'm really curious. If I stay at Qingcheng Mountain or Emei Mountain for a few nights, will the Qingcheng Sect and Emei Sect be in trouble? What do you think, Chief Cheng?"

"I believe that nothing in the world can bind Young Master Li. Young Master Li cherishes freedom, and even this world will eventually be broken by Young Master Li."

"Is Chief Cheng confident he can break through?"

"If I insist on following Jingzhai's path, there is basically no hope. I need to forge a new path and fight Li Shengnan. That might be my chance."

"Fairies and demons are one."

"What's the meaning of this statement?"

"The Cihang Sword Manual of Cihang Jingzhai was created by Dini based on the Demonic Sect's Dao Heart Seed Demon Technique. It completely reverses the Demonic Sect's mental techniques and is even more extreme than the Demonic Sect."

"Young Master Li doesn't think highly of the Cihang Sword Manual?"

"I have high hopes for Chief Cheng." "In that case, please, young master, test your sword."

"We don't need to fight, do we?"

"Seeing Young Master Li makes me a little itchy to touch him."

Cheng Huaixiu smiled mischievously.

She is a genius disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, a high-ranking leader of the Salt Gang, and a stunning beauty. Regardless of her identity, she must maintain a certain air. Only at this moment will she show her girlish charm.

Cheng Huaixiu is neither Shi Feixuan nor Yan Jing'an. The only thing she has in common with the successors of Cihang Jingzhai is her unparalleled beauty. However, their personalities are completely different. Cheng Huaixiu is a female knight-errant of the martial arts world and a true swordswoman.

For Cheng Huaixiu, the Salt Gang was a constraint.

She should ride across the land, upholding justice and chivalry.

Cheng Huaixiu, the leader of the Salt Gang, shouldn't have challenged Li Zhaoting to a duel so soon after they met.

This is making enemies of the Salt Gang.

Cheng Huaixiu, a chivalrous swordsman, can draw his sword and challenge another genius swordsman if he encounters him.

This is the fate of most swordsmen.

Swordsmen need no reason to duel.

The swords on both sides are the biggest reason.

Li Zhaoting held an oil-paper umbrella in his left hand, and with a gentle flick of his right hand at his waist, the Purple Rose Soft Sword was drawn, resembling a long purple dragon, emitting a loud dragon roar.

Upon seeing the Purple Rose Soft Sword, Cheng Huaixiu's bright and deep eyes revealed an unusual brilliance, like a child seeing an interesting toy, revealing pure innocence.

The Compassionate Sword Manual is a martial art based on the mind.

It's not an emotion like confidence or arrogance, but rather extreme idealism, even more extreme than the demonic cultivation methods, which makes the successive generations of Cihang Jingzhai extremely sensitive.

The slightest disturbance can trigger a melancholy mood.

It can sense the changes in the world and nature, as well as the enemy's aura. The stronger the perception, the higher the power of the sword technique, and eventually, one can achieve a clear and enlightened sword heart.

There is an absolute gap between the various realms of the Cihang Sword Manual, which cannot be erased by hard work or seniority. The difference in power is meaningless.

The "Telepathic Connection" that has been painstakingly cultivated for sixty years will surely crumble at the first touch when faced with the newly cultivated "Sword Heart Clarity." The accumulation of skill, combat experience, and even divine weapons will all be unable to overcome the chasm.

Cheng Huaixiu was able to enjoy the support of Jingzhai as an outer disciple, without returning to the mountain to cultivate, because she successfully broke through to the realm of Sword Heart Clarity at the age of eighteen. Her Sword Heart Clarity was extremely refined and pure.

As the Purple Rose Soft Sword was drawn, the Color Void Sword sprang from Cheng Huaixiu's back and fell into his hand.

Her slender fingers were as beautiful as frost and snow.

Li Zhaoting had no interest in appreciating her unparalleled beauty.

From the moment Cheng Huaixiu grasped the sword, her aura completely condensed into sword energy, sword light, and sword intent.

As a man, I'm sure I'll pay attention to appearance.

As a swordsman, one's senses are focused solely on the sword.

Li Zhaoting let out a long roar, and pure sword energy emanated from all the acupoints on his body, enveloping an area of ​​three zhang in radius. As the sword was unleashed, it formed vortexes.

When it moves, it is as if thunder and lightning strikes.

This is not a romantic evening under the moon, a time for harmonious music and poetry.

This is a sincere discussion between two swordsmen.

Li Zhaoting will not hold back.

Cheng Huaixiu will not hold back either.

Streaks of sword energy spread through the cold wind and rain. The continuous drizzle and raindrops transformed into sword energy, which, with the sweeping of the Purple Rose Soft Sword, became a long purple dragon.

Cheng Huaixiu observed with her Clear Sword Heart and discovered that Li Zhaoting's aura changed every second from the moment he drew his sword. As the sword was thrust out, all 365 acupoints on his body revealed pure sword intent.

Sharp and aloof, invincible.

Cheng Huaixiu flipped her wrist, raised her sword, and shot a sword aura toward Li Zhaoting's left rib acupoint, which was the weak point of Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship, where his internal energy would collapse upon contact.

Li Zhaoting twirled the oil-paper umbrella with his left hand, and the raindrops transformed into fierce sword energy, shooting towards Cheng Huaixiu's chest and abdomen. The Purple Rose Soft Sword changed at will, and the surrounding area was filled with sharp purple light.

"Roar~~"

Li Zhaoting roared to the sky, breaking free from his restraints. His longevity energy surged through his meridians, and the fine rain, stirred by his sword intent, flowed like the strings of a zither, splashing across the Great Dao. Each resounding sword cry was even more powerful than the Lion's Roar.

Sword of Water.

It is both extremely yin and extremely soft, and extremely yang and extremely hard.

Thousands of sword beams merged into one, and the Purple Star Soft Sword shot out. Cheng Huaixiu's eyes widened as he stared intently at the changes in the Purple Star Soft Sword, and the Color Void Sword swiftly shot out.

"Ding!"

The tips of the swords collided.

The Purple Rose Soft Sword bounced back to Li Zhaoting's waist.

Cheng Huaixiu's wrist went numb and she staggered back several steps. Just as she stopped, she suddenly felt a thorn in her back. She used the Su Qin Back Sword technique to block the sword energy behind her.

At the same time, a water dragon crashed down from mid-air.

The Milky Way collapsed, and the Milky Way hung upside down.

The waterfall plunges three thousand feet.

Li Zhaoting held an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and made a lion seal with the other. He descended from the sky on a water dragon, which transformed into sword energy as it landed, creating a monstrous wave.

"boom!"

The raindrops around Cheng Huaixiu were cleared away by the sword energy.

An oil-paper umbrella drifted down slowly.

“I have already witnessed your profound understanding of swordsmanship. It’s raining, so I’ll lend this oil-paper umbrella to Chief Cheng for now.”

Li Zhaoting's voice came from afar.

By the time Cheng Huaixiu caught the oil-paper umbrella and felt the raindrops fall, Li Zhaoting had already walked away. Looking at Li Zhaoting's back, Cheng Huaixiu smiled.

It wasn't a fake sneer, nor a polite, dry laugh, but a genuine laugh.

I'm genuinely happy.

I felt warm and happy all over.

If Li Zhaoting were to turn around at this moment, he would know what it means to "turn around and smile, and understand why a stunning beauty can "topple cities with a single smile."

Real men never look back to see the explosion.

Li Zhaoting, in order to show off, didn't turn around.

(End of this chapter)