Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 303 The sword is named Azure Chain, the purple and blue twin swords sweep away the demons.
"I never imagined that one day..."

"what happened?"

"I actually imitated Duan Zhengchun's style. I used to have the right to despise him, but not anymore!"

Li Zhaoting looked somewhat dejected.

Princess Pipa cannot go to the Central Plains; she will inherit the throne of Kucha, become the Queen of Kucha, and lead the common people of Kucha back to glory.

Hearing Li Zhaoting's complaints, Princess Pipa snorted indifferently: "You Central Plains people are always so indecisive, not as straightforward as the women of the desert!"

"That's called a sense of responsibility!"

“I don’t need you to take responsibility for anything! You can leave me a few sword manuals so I can practice martial arts to strengthen my body, and then help me eliminate the most dangerous enemy of the Kingdom of Kucha.”

"What enemy?"

Li Zhaoting was taken aback upon hearing this.

Wasn't Shi Guanyin the strongest enemy of the Kingdom of Kucha?
What other strongest enemy could there be?
Princess Pipa pouted: "The source of this incident is an irresponsible scumbag, namely my brother. My father was a wise and capable ruler in his youth, but it was because of my brother's reckless behavior that he has become so decadent."

"What has your brother done?"

"More than a decade ago, there was a stunningly beautiful woman in the Western Regions named Yan Wuyou. Her beauty was so great that countless wealthy young men pursued her."

In the end, the elder brother won the beauty's heart by virtue of being an only child. Not long after, the elder brother grew tired of her, disfigured her, and threw her off a cliff.

Unexpectedly, the bottom of the cliff was the mausoleum of a powerful demonic figure, containing unparalleled demonic arts.

A very evil set of magical techniques.

It can not only brainwash people with demonic sounds to turn them into slaves, but also suck blood to maintain its youth and keep itself young forever. It also has special torture techniques for interrogation.

Filled with resentment, Yan Wuyou cultivated demonic arts with hatred, and mastered them in just half a year. She infiltrated the palace and kidnapped her brother, first torturing him with various cruel tortures, then brainwashing him with demonic sounds, and finally releasing him.

Just as my father was thanking the gods, Yan Wuyou activated the brainwashing command. My brother killed my mother, severely injured my father, and went mad, crashing into a pillar and dying.

You know what happened next.

The king was depressed and addicted to wine and women. Taking advantage of this, Shi Guanyin entered the palace and instigated the ministers to rebel.

You should have heard of Yan Wuyou's name.

When Yan Wuyou married into the palace, her title was Frost Consort. Later, she became obsessed with practicing martial arts by drinking blood, and she called herself Blood Frost Consort. The root of the problem lies with her brother, the king, and I don't deny that. But Yan Wuyou is very dangerous.

My lord, is there any record of the blood-sucking cultivation method in the Central Plains martial arts world? What kind of demonic art does she practice?
To be honest, before my husband arrived, I always thought that Shi Guanyin was the Blood Frost Consort, and that the rebellion in Kucha was her revenge against us.

Injustice!

What a tragedy!

"Practicing martial arts by drinking blood is intolerable to heaven and earth. The most famous martial arts technique in the martial arts world that uses blood to practice is the Blood Shadow Demon Art of the ancient demonic sect, which has been recorded three times in the martial arts world."

The ancient demonic sects were not the same as the Western Regions demonic sects. They were more mysterious and evil than the Western Regions demonic sects. Every once in a while, a few successors would appear and stir up trouble in the martial arts world until the Central Plains martial arts world rose up to attack them, and only then would the conflict end.

One instance occurred during the Wu Zhou era when a successor of the Blood Shadow Demon Art appeared in the Gansu-Liangzhou area, calling himself the Black-Clad Heavenly King. He built a temple to an evil god and wantonly oppressed the local people.

Di Renjie went to Gansu and Liangzhou to visit his students. He learned that the Black-Clad Heavenly King was oppressing the people. Enraged, he joined forces with the Liangzhou army to wipe out the Black-Clad Society. The successor of the Blood Shadow Demon Art fell under Li Yuanfang's sword, and all the secret manuals of the demon art were destroyed.

One instance was eighty years ago, when Master Zhang was still a young novice monk. The successor of the Blood Shadow Demon Art was a disciple of the Carefree King, and had many conflicts with Master Zhang.

As the founding tribulation of the Wudang School, the disciples of the Carefree King were full of talented people and masters. Even a powerful master like Zhang Zhenren experienced several defeats before finally defeating the Carefree King with his life on the line.

The last time was more than ten years ago, I'm not sure of the exact time, but it was no more than twenty years ago. That person had cultivated the Blood Shadow Demon Art to the third level and couldn't wait to cause trouble in the martial arts world, so he was surrounded and killed by righteous masters.

I've also heard a rumor.

The owner of Doll Manor, Xiaoyao Hou, also has a leech technique related to blood. It is said to be a combination of Blood Shadow Demon Art and illusion magic, a vicious and evil secret technique.

That's all I know!
In my opinion, using blood to practice martial arts is a huge waste.

It's nowhere near as enjoyable as the Northern Darkness Divine Art!

"Will you help me get rid of the Blood Frost Queen?"

"meeting!"

Li Zhaoting's answer was resolute.

No matter how tragic Frost Queen's experiences were, she was a female demon and vampire who practiced vampire cultivation by drinking blood. She had killed countless innocent people. If you saw her, you would kill her on the spot. If you didn't see her, then so be it. Who knows where she was hiding!
"My love, it's so good to have you!"

Princess Pipa prostrated herself on Li Zhaoting.

"My lord, it's time to play the pipa!"

Princess Pipa slowly took off her clothes.

The back features a painted design created for her by Feng Suzhen.

A complete and intact pipa.

Its beautiful curves are so captivating that they can make one lose themselves in the moment.

……

Happy days always pass quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the thirty-day deadline has arrived.

Li Zhaoting went to the sword-making city to retrieve the sword.

Jianxiong and his men waited outside the city. Looking at Li Zhaoting, who had dark circles under his eyes, Jianxiong felt a pang of jealousy. He thought to himself, "You womanizing, short-lived bastard, you're really shameless."

—How can you use a sword if your kidneys are damaged?

The waist and abdomen are the foundation for generating power.

No matter how powerful a master is, if their kidneys are severely injured, their martial arts skills will inevitably be severely damaged.

Even someone as powerful as Father of Ultra is no exception!

This shows how terrifying the Tiger Claw Hand is.

—Every move involves scooping out kidneys.

—A true man you can't stand!
Feng Suzhen: Women have kidneys too! Women can't stand this move! Truly a righteous sect! Every move targets the kidneys! A hundred times more ruthless than a groin kick!
"It's been a long time since I last saw you, Brother Jian, you've lost a lot of weight."

"It's been a long time since I last saw you, Brother Li. You've been working tirelessly day and night, and now you have dark circles under your eyes. You must be more moderate in your actions!"

Jianxiong's sarcastic remarks were neither entirely positive nor negative.

Feng Suzhen and Meizhu covered their mouths and chuckled.

Li Zhaoting sighed, "Brother Jian, you don't know, some things can't be controlled just because you want to. Enough said, how's my sword? When can I get it back?"

"According to the Grand Elder's calculations, the sword will be forged at noon tomorrow. Please wait a day, Brother Li."

"Waiting around is too boring, Brother Jian, let's go play football outside the city! The four of us are enough."

"I will absolutely not let Brother Li down."

Four people and a dog went to the back hill to play Cuju (ancient Chinese football).

Jianxiong and Li Zhaoting are in the same group.

Mei Zhu and Feng Suzhen are in the same group.

There is no goalkeeper.

Yuanbao is responsible for keeping score for both sides.

Without using martial arts, Mei Zhu's ball skills were unparalleled. With Feng Suzhen watching closely, Mei Zhu dared not deliberately give in. An hour later, Li Zhaoting decided to go fishing, and Jianxiong firmly supported the idea.

Mei Zhu: I'm not looking down on you! In my eyes, you're all useless trash! Call me the Football Queen!

Playing football, fishing, dinner party.

The next morning, Li Zhaoting felt a tremor, a tremor from the depths of his heart. The Purple Rose Soft Sword emitted a heart-pounding sword cry, and he flew towards the sword-forging pool.

In the fiery sword-forging pool, a three-foot-long sword blank slowly took shape. The Grand Elder, whose forging skills were the most profound, used a hammer to strike it, refining the sword blank to remove impurities.

"Whoosh!"

Li Zhaoting stopped in front of the Grand Elder.

The elder laughed and said, "You've come at the right time. Infuse your sword intent into it. Make sure it comes from the heart, without any fancy tricks."

"Suzhen, play the zither!"

Li Zhaoting gave an order to the outside.

Feng Suzhen sat cross-legged, gently stroking her zither, playing the score Li Zhaoting had given her the night before: "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant."

The melody is stirring and exhilarating.

Li Zhaoting sat cross-legged, his five palms facing the sky, his mind completely immersed in the understanding of swordsmanship. He incorporated all his understanding of swordsmanship and chivalry from the first time he picked up the sword until now into the sword embryo!

Buddha Sword: Killing is for the sake of protecting life; cutting off karma is not about killing people.

Dao Sword: Riding the wind on a sword, vanquishing demons across the land.

Confucian Sword: Heaven and earth possess righteous energy, which manifests in various forms.

Bamboo sword: Strong as a rock-splitting cloud root, it sways in the wind and churns up emerald waves.

Flying sword: A thousand miles of cold light passes by, the moon leaves its mark on the frosty river.

Qi Sword: A touch of righteous spirit, a thousand miles of exhilarating wind.

Drunken Swordsman: In my drunken stupor, the clouds stretch far and wide; when I am sober, the stars seem to shift.

My sword: Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles!
As the sword intent was poured in, the sword embryo quickly solidified.

The sword is emerald green and clear, with a subtle luster and a restrained killing intent. The hilt is emerald green, while the blade gleams with silver light and is engraved with several sword-path patterns, exuding a dignified and righteous aura.

At noon, the sword was completed.

Li Zhaoting reached out and grabbed the sword, which flew into his hand automatically like a bolt of lightning. Its shape was similar to that of an ordinary sword, but its form was strange and ancient, and its light was intense. With a slight movement, the sword's tail stood up like a snake spitting its tongue. There was no need to actively activate his true energy; the sword's light would follow.

"What a fine sword! What a fine sword!"

Li Zhaoting waved his hand and unleashed a set of sword techniques.

Patiently guiding, like a gentle breeze bends the grass, with a heart for saving the world, reflecting on oneself three times a day, deeply moving, bringing peace to the land...

After completing a set of sword techniques, the sword returned to its normal state.

A dozen or so swordsmiths knelt down, their faces filled with excitement.

They were not kneeling to Li Zhaoting, but to the newly forged divine sword. After two or three decades, the Sword Forging City had finally forged a divine weapon.

Most importantly, this sword is not a vicious weapon that indiscriminately kills the innocent and runs rampant, but a precious sword with restrained killing intent and awe-inspiring righteousness. Sword forging does not distinguish between good and evil, but the swordsmith is human and relatively prefers righteous divine weapons.

To uphold justice with a sword is the true essence of the martial arts world.

The Grand Elder looked at Li Zhaoting with great excitement.

"Master Li, please name this sword!"

"This sword is like a green lightning bolt, with a restrained killing intent and a righteous spirit, so it is named 'Azure Rope'. This sword is a sword for upholding justice and protecting the righteous path, so it can also be named 'Heavenly Punishment'."

Heaven has no bias in its judgments, and its punishments are impartial!
Many thanks to all the elders for their hard work day and night. I will surely use this sword to sweep away the demons and restore peace and order to the world. If I achieve anything in the future, I will always remember the kindness of all the elders.

This is just a small token of my appreciation!

Li Zhaoting swung his sword, leaving sword marks in the sword pool.

For these master foundries, money and beauty are meaningless; they need a sense of accomplishment. You can't praise them directly; you have to be tactful with your words.

The swordsmith presented a jade-green scabbard.

Li Zhaoting suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The Purple Star Sword!
Green Chain Sword!
How did they end up with the Purple and Green Twin Swords?!
I hope the Heavenly Venerable of Yinshan won't come looking for me to fight!

Other weapons were also forged.

The Overlord Spear, a gift for Miss Wang.

The curved sword given to Di Qing.

The spearhead given to Tang Bohu.

The throwing knife given to Li Xunhuan.

Blue Phoenix doesn't need weapons.

Li Shengnan and Cheng Huaixiu possess ancestral divine weapons.

Princess Pipa has no need for weapons, and neither does Meizhu. Li Zhaoting can simply buy two refined iron longswords from the sword-making shop in Sword Forging City.

……

"Master Li, I have a favor to ask. I am the city lord of Sword Forging City and also a swordsman. I know that my swordsmanship is not as good as yours, Master Li. I would like to ask you to give me a few pointers."

Sword Master invited Li Zhaoting to the training room.

"I've long wanted to experience the Dragon Riding Slash!"

Li Zhaoting had long admired the reputation of the Dragon Slayer.

The Sword Family is a family of swordsmiths who comprehend the Way of the Sword in the process of forging swords. For hundreds of years, they have tailored swords for countless swordsmen and created a unique set of sword techniques by combining the sword marks left by these swordsmiths during the forging process.

This ultimate technique is called Dragon Riding Slash.

A comprehensive and progressively advanced sword technique.

The Dragon Riding Slash is divided into nine heavens.

With each advancement in cultivation level, one's power will increase by leaps and bounds. Every three levels constitute a cycle, and the highest level, the ninth level, possesses boundless power, capable of overturning raging lava with a single sword strike and completely destroying the sword-forging pool.

This is a tactic that leads to mutual destruction.

When Sword Forging City faced a crisis, it used the threat of mutual destruction to gain a respite.

Sword Master's talent in swordsmanship is slightly inferior. He only reached the eighth level by the age of fifty. Without the help of rare and precious materials and elixirs, he would find it difficult to break through to the pinnacle in his lifetime.

The Dragon Riding Slash and the Compassionate Sword Manual are somewhat similar.

The Nine Heavens are equivalent to Sword Heart Enlightenment, a stepping stone to further advancement. Without achieving this breakthrough, no matter how hard one cultivates, progress will only be negligible.

A cultivator who has cultivated for sixty years to reach the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm cannot defeat a cultivator who has just broken through to the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm; this represents a qualitative change.

Sword Master certainly understood this principle.

He hoped to use the pressure from Li Zhaoting to achieve a breakthrough in his swordsmanship, or at least see an opportunity for improvement.

If we can't break through to the Ninth Heaven, how will we compete with the Demon Sword Clan once the Frost Sword is born? Sword Forging City is a business, but the Demon Sword Clan isn't!

The deal between the two parties was that the Demon Sword Clan would provide the sword-forging materials and methods, and as long as the Sword Forging City forged the first Frost Sword, the Demon Sword Clan would not care about how many Frost Swords the Sword Forging City forged afterward. This deal was pure nonsense.

If the Demon Sword Clan obtains the Frost Sword, they will undoubtedly destroy the Sword Forging City without hesitation, completely erasing the method of forging the Frost Sword and leaving no record of it.

Sword Master wanted to seize the Frost Sword, not only because of his ambition to dominate the Western Regions, but also for self-preservation.

The Demon Sword Clan is too domineering.

To survive, you have to fight for your life.

Like now!

Sword Master, wielding the Bloodstained Sword, stared intently at Li Zhaoting.

Li Zhaoting also wielded the Bloodstained Sword.

The stock of Bloodthirsty Swords is still quite plentiful.

There are ten Bloodstained Swords in the Sword Forging City warehouse.

"Master Li, please!"

"Sword Master, please make your move!"

"Take my Dragon-Riding Slash!"

The Sword Master swung his sword, unleashing a surge of sword light.

Li Zhaoting raised his sword and parried the attacks.

The two swords clashed fiercely, their fiery sword energy erupting in the training room. Fortunately, the space was enormous and surrounded by steel on all sides; otherwise, it would have collapsed long ago.

Sword Master narrowed his eyes, held his sword horizontally across his chest, and the sword burst into flames. The sword energy condensed into sword light, and in an instant, the sword light filled the entire training room!
"Dragon Slash!"

The Sword Master roared to the sky, and endless fiery sword energy transformed into an ocean, surging like molten lava.

Li Zhaoting gripped the sword with both hands, and as the sword master's aura surged to its limit, he unleashed a move called "Three Rings Encircling the Moon."

(End of this chapter)