Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 296 Li Zhaoting: I turn my back on all living beings and fish alone... for fish fry!
Li Zhaoting ordered a lot of weapons.

According to the master swordsmith's calculations, it takes seven days to maintain a weapon and thirty days to forge one.

Li Zhaoting was somewhat curious about this. According to the records in vernacular novels, divine weapons and magical artifacts could only be produced within forty-nine or eighty-one days, depending on the specific number.

At the very least, it should be a number like thirty-six, sixty-four, or seventy-two, or even a number in years. A divine sword forged in thirty days, is it premature?
Then, to Jianxiong's horrified gaze, several white-bearded, balding, muscular sword-making masters, with tempers hotter than magma, used their unparalleled spittle to send Li Zhaoting flying. Li Zhaoting retreated again and again, daring not to utter a single word in rebuttal.

Money controls the hands of servants, and skills control the hands of ordinary people!
In the sword-making industry, these master swordsmiths are like divine craftsmen standing atop Mount Everest. Li Zhaoting is an amateur among amateurs, how dare he argue with these divine craftsmen?
Don't make any death threats.

Swordsmiths are among the most fearless professions.

Many swordsmiths have sacrificed themselves to forge the strongest divine weapons. After hundreds of years of inheritance and hundreds of swordsmiths’ personal experiments, they finally concluded that swordsmiths are not suitable to sacrifice themselves for their swords. The weapons forged by swordsmiths who jump into the furnace to sacrifice themselves are all ominous and very unfavorable to the sword owners.

There are also many evil swordsmen who, after a swordsmith forges a sword for them, choose to kill the swordsmith to test its edge, or, fearing that the swordsmith will forge an even stronger sword for someone else, they kill the swordsmith with their swords. Most of these people do not die a good death, and die a miserable and humiliating death.

This wasn't something the swordsmith made up.

This is a collection of stories from centuries of martial arts history, summarizing the experiences of the martial arts world. There are no formulas like Newton's laws, but they are established rules that everyone follows.

The martial arts world is rife with bloodshed, and the lives of martial artists are precarious. Who knows whether they will live or die tomorrow? More or less, people believe that there are gods watching over them, or at least they wish for good fortune.

Jianxiong rarely saw people his own age, so he told everyone about the interesting stories of swordsmiths. Li Zhaoting laughed and said, "These things are not without rules. I don't know much about sacrificing oneself for a sword, but the actions of demonic swordsmen are obviously unscrupulous. Such people are self-centered and easily provoke powerful enemies."

"Brother Li, shouldn't a swordsman be unyielding and fearless? There seems to be no difference between recklessness and courage—the principle of always drawing one's sword when facing an enemy!"

“Being unscrupulous means actively provoking trouble, while courage means facing others’ provocations and bravely responding. Even though Chen Buzhan was scared to death, he was still a warrior and a righteous man.”

Who is Chen Buzhan?

"Chen Buzhan was a man from the State of Qi during the Spring and Autumn Period. He was timid by nature. At that time, the case of 'Cui Zhu murdering his lord' happened. When he heard about this, he was eating."

Chen Buzhan decided to go to the palace to rescue Duke Zhuang, but he was so frightened that his hands trembled. He couldn't hold the rice spoon while eating, and he couldn't hold the handlebars when he got into the carriage. His coachman laughed at him.

—What's the point of you going if you're such a coward?

Chen Buzhan stated that sacrificing for the country is a public matter, while his timidity is a private matter, and he cannot let personal matters interfere with public duty.

Chen Buzhan did not participate in the battle. When he arrived at the palace, he heard shouts of killing and was so frightened that he died.

Later generations praised him as having the courage of a benevolent person.

The most timid person can unleash the greatest courage.

Even if Chen Buzhan accomplished nothing, his deeds are enough to be recorded in history and inspire future generations.

Chen Buzhan's courage is a peak that even the most unbridled and reckless demonic cultivators can never reach. Most demonic cultivators are selfish and self-serving, and when faced with mortal danger, they would have long since fled to the ends of the earth.

Killing a swordsmith is not courageous; killing the demonic swordsman who killed the swordsmith is courageous.

What kind of place is that?

Li Zhaoting pointed to the lake in the distance.

Jianxiong laughed and said, "Sword Casting City is one of the most unique oases in the Western Regions. Due to natural fire, it is spring-like all year round. There are many rivers and lakes. Some lakes can be used as cooling water, and others are drinking water."

This lake is backed by flowing water, which is clear and sweet, and serves as drinking water. It also contains silverfish, a specialty of the Western Regions.

I've heard that there's a type of silverfish in the Central Plains as well.

I wonder how it differs from the silverfish from the Western Regions?

Li Zhaoting rubbed his hands together: "Whether there's a difference or not, you'll know once you cast a line. Do you have a fishing rod?"

"Of course!"

"Nothing much today, let's have a fishing competition."

"Fishing is one of my few pastimes."

Jianxiong asked the maid to bring fishing gear and bait.

The group sat down by the lake.

Li Zhaoting casts a powerful swing.

Today I must shed the reputation of being a "hoarding expert".

Three hours later, the once high-spirited Li Zhaoting became dejected, looking at Feng Suzhen, whose bucket had burst, and Jianxiong, who had caught more than half a bucket, with a frustrated expression. Looking down at the fish fry in the bucket, he suddenly felt like drawing his sword to blast the fish.

The local fish are so rude!
They know to offer tribute to the burrowing immortal, but they only offer him boys and girls. What's the point of that?

Li Zhaoting released the fish fry back into the lake.

Elder Silverfish: "The Flooding Immortal has brought us a hundred catties of delicious food. Quickly prepare the virgin boys and girls!"

Elder Silver Fish: "The Flooding Immortal has brought back the boy and girl! The immortal is merciful, so merciful!"

Seeing Li Zhaoting looking dejected, Feng Suzhen and Meizhu were not surprised, while Jianxiong covered his mouth and chuckled.

According to the information Jianxiong had seen, Li Zhaoting was a sword god who caused explosions wherever he went, killed countless people, slew demons with his sword, and punished evil. He was an unapproachable figure.

Since their meeting yesterday, Li Zhaoting has been very businesslike, first ordering weapons and then talking eloquently at the banquet, all about the way of the sword. He is aloof, cold, and extraordinary, like a god who has turned his back on the world and fishes alone for eternity.

Now I realize I was overthinking things.

Turning one's back on the world is acceptable, but fishing alone for eternity is not.

With Li Zhaoting's fishing skills, he would have starved to death dozens of times over if he had to rely on fishing to make a living!

Li Zhaoting's spiritual senses were sharp enough that he could perceive the movement of grass and wind dozens of feet away using the Longevity Technique and the unity of heaven and man. His fishing rod, hook and line were all top-quality, and he prepared a large basin of bait.

But we couldn't catch it!
Li Zhaoting thought the problem was with the earthworms.

It wasn't dug by Lu Xiaofeng himself!
If you can't catch fish by fishing, grilling fish won't work either.

Grilling fish was Mei Zhu's task.

Ordered to seduce Jianxiong and Li Zhaoting's two beauties, Zi'er and Lü'er, to come over and snatch the seasoning.

Meizhu: What a wonderful cup of green tea!

It was a rare treat to be treated like royalty. Mei Zhu lay in a rocking chair waiting to be served, while Zi'er and Lü'er grilled fish.

Qianluo watched from a distance.

The martial arts forces in the Western Regions are mainly composed of Mountain City, Sword Casting City, Sea Shark Palace, Supreme Alliance, Four Directions City, Four Directions Gate, Sky-Supporting Sword Sect, Divine Moon Sect, and Death Heart Sect.

The leaders of these powerful forces, except for Abbess Sixin of the Sixin Sect, were all more skilled in martial arts than Qianluo.

The Supreme Alliance leader Guan Yutian, the Divine Moon Sect leader Bantianyue, and the Four Directions City Lord Ouyang Feiying all have an overwhelming advantage over Qianluo, especially Bantianyue.

Bantianyue is proficient in the "Golden Buddha Indestructible Body," making his entire body impervious to swords and spears, and even Qianluo cannot break through his defenses.

No matter how ingenious the moves are, they are useless if they can't defeat the enemy. What makes Qianluo even more helpless is that cultivating the "Golden Buddha Indestructible Body" requires maintaining a virginity. Bantianyue is least afraid of the beauty trap. Guan Yutian had two heartbreaks when he was young and is extremely resistant to women. Ouyang Feiying is domineering and tyrannical, and the beauty trap is like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

The Heartbreak Gate is a group of heartbroken old nuns.

The Qingtian Sword Sect considers itself a righteous sect and does not associate with evil forces. It often sends its disciples to perform acts of chivalry.

Beitang Mo, an elder of the Four Directions Sect, is not interested in women. He harbors a pure and innocent heart and is immune to seductive and cheap women.

The master of the Sea Shark Palace, Helian Ba, had no other interests besides power and status. According to Qian Luo's investigation, Helian Ba ​​had a love affair when he was young, but he betrayed his lifelong love in order to survive, severing all ties and sealing his heart with cement.

The only major power that can be infiltrated by using a honey trap is Sword Forging City, where the Sword Master accepts any beautiful woman who comes his way.

Qian Luo sighed inwardly, thinking that it was getting harder and harder to survive in the martial arts world. Compared to these young people, the dignified Poison Master Qian Luo seemed "old and venerable".

Li Zhaoting sensed Qian Luo's prying eyes and suddenly thought of a question. He secretly transmitted his voice: "Wife, I have a special question, the logic of which is somewhat distorted."

"what is the problem?"

"The beauty that Qianluo sent to seduce me is ostensibly his adopted daughter, but in reality, she's his lover. Isn't this a honey trap? Isn't this a case of him deliberately cuckolding me?"

"Get out!" Feng Suzhen thought Li Zhaoting had discovered the secret hidden in the Sword Casting City, but she didn't expect it to be such a piece of trash!

It definitely counts as a honey trap!
Self-proclaimed green master, absolutely not!
Qianluo had no feelings for these adopted daughters. He treated them as tools and dolls. He lent the dolls to others to play with for a few days in exchange for their support. What was the big deal? Just like friends sharing toys.

Li Zhaoting had a vague feeling.

The most important skill that Qianluo learned from the Heavenly Mandate School was not cultivating beauties, but himself.

Using the secret cultivation methods of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, Qian Luo transformed himself into the most charming man, making these adopted daughters fall completely in love with him and willingly give everything for him.

Let him see!

As long as he doesn't mind the number of mosquitoes.

After the picnic, Li Zhaoting suggested playing Cuju (ancient Chinese football).

Li Zhaoting, Jianxiong, and Meizhu form a group.

Feng Suzhen, Lü'er, and Zi'er form a group.

Meizhu and Zier were the goalkeepers.

Greenie wanted to seduce Li Zhaoting, so she needed to sound out the First Madam's intentions. According to the information Qianluo found, Feng Suzhen was a master of martial arts, suppressing the Five Poisons Sect Leader and the Carefree Sect Leader. Even the Fairy of Jingzhai and the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect kept their distance from her. Feng Suzhen personally managed all the affairs of the Li family, big and small!

In other words, if Lü'er couldn't gain Feng Suzhen's approval, even if she seduced Li Zhaoting, Feng Suzhen could easily sell her off to Lingnan with a snap of her fingers.

Feng Suzhen: Sell! Sell them all!
Beautiful women playing football make for a very entertaining spectacle.

Her emerald sleeves fluttered, gently covering her slender jade-like fingers; her light yellow skirt swayed, half-revealing her narrow, golden lotus feet; her face was adorned with fragrant rouge and powder, like a hundred flowers in full bloom—a beautiful scene reminiscent of the song "Butterfly Loves Flowers."

The embroidered path, fragrant with dust, rises with butterflies; silk stockings, shimmering with ros

Plain socks step on the cloud shuttle.

Golden threads fluttered obliquely, sweat stained the rouge.

A beautiful woman leans against the spring breeze with a smile, her glistening sweat dripping down her cheeks.

If you ask whose house this is?
A fleeting moment of beauty, and all the charm in the world is revealed.

Li Zhaoting and Feng Suzhen attacked head-on, while Lü'er and Jianxiong provided support. Meizhu sat on the ground eating melon seeds, and Zi'er took two or three balls, her hair disheveled and her jeweled bun askew.

"The master dribbled past his opponent with a feint, and the young lady was fooled by the feint, neglecting the defense on the left side."

"Master, go straight for the goal, shoot!"

"Goal! Goal!"

"Good shot! Good shot!"

"The young lady was dribbling the ball when the master stopped her. The young lady then kicked the ball high into the air with her back foot. What a brilliant back kick to the purple and gold crown!"

"Young Master Sword leaps forward to stop him!"

"Master, seize this opportunity to launch a counterattack!"

"Miss, someone's been missed on the left side again!"

"The master kicks the ball high!"

"The opposing goalkeeper didn't dare to take the shot head-on."

Goal! Two-nil!

Mei Zhu holds a grilled fish in her hand and passionately explains its characteristics.

Feng Suzhen's face turned pale with anger: "Meizhu, you kick for a while, please let Young Master Jian rest for a moment!"

Jianxiong, in a daze, chose to obey orders, went back to being the goalkeeper, and sat down to eat sunflower seeds.

Mei Zhu and Li Zhaoting joined forces.

Previously, Jianxiong dared not launch an attack due to concerns about physical contact, but Meizhu did not have such taboos.

Meizhu often led her maids and servants in playing football. She was very skilled, making clever passes and assists, shooting with curved lines, or doing somersault kicks, bicycle kicks, and tiger shots.

Li Zhaoting transmitted his voice secretly: "Meizhu, if you score a goal today, I'll reward you once. If you give me two brilliant assists, I'll reward you once!"

Mei Zhu: Curve Shot, Bouncing Shot, Razor Shot, Volley Shot, Power Shot, Invincible Light Speed ​​Ball, Flying Eagle Magic Ball, Phantom Shot...

An hour later.

The once high-spirited Feng Suzhen was now dejected.

The score is now 20-0!

Feng Suzhen glared fiercely at Meizhu and let out a roar like a tiger pouncing on its prey. Meizhu took two steps back and hid behind Li Zhaoting, calculating how much she had earned.

Zi'er and Lü'er felt that they were just playing along, and that their seduction mission had completely failed, so they would definitely be punished.

Jianxiong felt very happy.

Jianxiong is a girl, but she was treated as a boy from a young age. Jianzun focused on the Ling Shuang Sword and raised her with high intensity, which resulted in Jianxiong having no playmates of the same age and no friends.

I finally got to have a good time and have a great day.

This was the happiest day of her life.

In the evening, the Sword Master held a banquet. Sword Xiong gave Li Zhaoting a token, indicating that it was an access pass to the hot spring pool behind Sword Forging City, and that he could go to the hot spring.

Where there is subterranean fire, there are often hot springs.

Legend has it that when Hou Yi shot down the suns, the nine golden crows that felled transformed into nine hot springs: Xiangleng Spring, Banshan Spring, Hot Spring, Donghe Spring, Huangshan Spring, Xiaoan Spring, Guangfen Spring, Tangquan Spring, and Zhuogou Spring.

The hot spring behind Sword Forging City is the legendary Cleansing Spring; long-term bathing in it will give you a fair and rosy complexion.

……

After passing through two giant rocks that are two zhang high, the view suddenly opens up, with hot spring water steaming. The bathing pool is more than five zhang wide, more than ten zhang long, and four chi deep.

Beneath the hot spring pool lies a pool of flowing water, bubbling and gurgling like jade beads. It flows through six or seven openings on all sides, traveling two or three miles away. Looking into the distance, one can vaguely see verdant farmland.

The ground is covered with smooth pebbles, and the surrounding area is made of exquisitely carved white marble. All the water jets are carved into dragon heads, and clothes racks and bath towels are placed around it.

The hot spring pool is against the mountain wall, with two streams of water gushing out from the crevices of the rocks. The water on the left is steaming hot, while the water on the right is not steaming, which is a natural temperature control system.

Li Zhaoting flipped over and jumped into the hot spring pool.

"Suzhen, Meizhu, come down quickly! The water temperature is just right, it's naturally regulated."

With flushed faces, Feng Suzhen and Meizhu slowly removed their bath towels, stretched out their delicate feet to test the water temperature, and after getting used to the temperature, they gradually submerged into the hot spring pool.

Li Zhaoting moved like a fish, diving into the water. A flash of white light, a white streak in the waves, and when he reappeared, he was holding the two women's slender waists, leaning against the stone wall of the hot spring pool.

There are perfectly placed seats on the stone wall.

Sword Forging City has a history spanning hundreds of years, but not everyone there is a tech geek or an ambitious schemer. In fact, the vast majority of the city lords enjoy pleasure, and Sword Forging City has survived to this day precisely because of these city lords who love luxury and enjoyment.

If you're too ambitious, you'll be wiped out sooner or later.

Obsessed with casting, one is easily deceived.

A city lord who enjoys pleasure is the best city lord.

Firstly, to ensure the continuation of the family line and prevent it from dying out.

Secondly, the major powers in the Western Regions cannot do without the swordsmiths of Sword Forging City, and they don't mind supporting a city lord who has no ambition and likes to enjoy life, which is beneficial to everyone.

Those city lords with exceptional abilities, courage, and ambition led to several crises of destruction.

(End of this chapter)