Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 345 Blood Frost Consort, Die!

"Good heavens! This is outrageous!"

"Master, these remains are Master's!"

"This is Mr. Weng Si!"

"These four skeletons belong to high-ranking monks from Shaolin Temple."

"These three skeletons belong to old Taoist priests from Wudang."

Outside the Netherworld Manor, there were mountains of bones, some piled up haphazardly, others hanging on the walls.

Those hanging on the wall are all masters.

There's a reference to the master of the Seven Heroes seeking revenge.

There is a righteous and awe-inspiring hero, Weng Si, who gathered several friends three years ago to investigate the tragic incident at Youming Manor.

There were four monks—Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, and Leopard—invited by Weng Si, along with three Dharma Protector Elders from the Nanyan Palace of the Wudang Sect.

Three traitors who had a history of wrongdoing.

Some had been dead for three years, while others had only recently died. Due to the sheer number of skeletons, a large amount of phosphorescent fire gathered around them, and at night, the dark blue ghost fire illuminated the sky.

The dark, hollow skull stared blankly ahead, a faint phosphorescent glow flickering in its eye sockets. The Seven Vengeful Heroes knelt on the ground, weeping, vowing to destroy the Netherworld Manor.

Li Zhaoting grabbed an iron rod.

This iron staff is Mr. Weng Si's weapon.

Weng Si was a righteous and generous man who had never done anything wrong in his life. He was a respected old knight-errant in the martial arts world. Now he died while investigating the Youming Manor massacre. Li Zhaoting used Weng Si's weapon to kill all the demons and monsters in Youming Manor. Surely he could rest in peace.

Lu Xiaofeng also grabbed a weapon.

The nine-section whip of Guo Zhigeng.

Guo Zhigeng is proficient in ten kinds of unusual weapons, and his favorite is the nine-section whip. The nine-section whip is easy to carry, combines strength and flexibility, and is as powerful as a rain of pear blossoms, making it a dragon among weapons.

This nine-section whip was clearly crafted by a master. The whip head is a dragon head, the whip tip is made of indestructible black iron, and the handle is decorated with purple tassels, making it very beautiful.

Lu Xiaofeng swung the weapon twice with force.

"Senior, please be patient. I will use your weapon to wipe out the demons and monsters here."

The seven vengeful heroes carefully collected the hanging remains. These people had distinct features and could be identified, while those that were randomly piled up were truly indistinguishable. They could only take the remains out and wait for their families to identify them.

If no one claims the body, it can only be buried anywhere.

Cai Yudan asked in surprise, "Strange! These corpses are all from outsiders, none of them are from Youming Manor. Shi Youming is a first-class expert. According to the arrangement of the corpses, they should be hanging on the wall. Why don't we see Shi Youming?"

“Just go in and take a look and you’ll find out!”

Li Zhaoting swung his iron staff, smashing the gate of Youming Manor with a single blow. He then formed the Vajra Wheel Mudra with both hands and unleashed the Vajra Lion's Roar, roaring for a full quarter of an hour.

The group entered the maze at dusk. By then, the stars were twinkling, dark clouds covered half the sky, obscuring half the moon, and the other half had "hair".

Mao Yue Liang!
A hundred ghosts roam the night, and demons and monsters run rampant.

Demons and monsters love moonlight, especially the dim, fuzzy moon. Yuanbao let out a couple of loud roars, but unfortunately, it was neither a werewolf nor a celestial dog.

Mao's moon is still Mao's moon.

The Netherworld Manor remains the same Netherworld Manor.

Cai Yudan and Shi Youming were good friends and were most familiar with the layout of Youming Manor. She took the initiative to lead the way. Three years had passed, and Youming Manor was overgrown with weeds, with traces of battle everywhere, and most of the artificial hills and corridors were destroyed.

After walking for a short while, the group was stopped by a winding corridor. Below the corridor was water, and above it, the path twisted and turned, with each bend illuminated by a bright yellow light, revealing a chilling and deadly intent.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Lu Xiaofeng threw the bird's head into the water.

I originally planned to keep it as a souvenir, but at the moment I didn't have any suitable objects to explore the way, so I could only use the bird's head to explore. The bird's head was thrown into the water, and a mournful white smoke immediately rose up, quickly turning into a pile of white bones.

"The water here is highly poisonous, so even if you have the lightness skill to cross the water, it's useless."

"Seven bends and nine corridors, the water is bone-melting water, the lamp oil is hellish oil, illusions everywhere, and dangers at every step. To get through this perilous place, we need Lu Xiaofeng's help!"

Li Zhaoting slipped a handful of copper coins to Lu Xiaofeng.

"Please, Master Lu, use your Spiritual Finger to knock the oil lamps into the pool. Don't let a single one escape!"

"Why don't you do it?"

"I'm not good with hidden weapons."

"Hehe! I'm just destined to be a workaholic!"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his mustache, thinking of the countless white bones outside the Netherworld Manor. He reached out and flicked his wrist, unleashing a shower of flowers that accurately struck the oil lamp with copper coins.

The oil lamp clattered and fell to the ground.

White smoke rose from the Bone-Melting Pool.

Li Zhaoting swung his iron staff, sweeping and chopping, completely destroying the pavilion that obscured the view. Yan Wuyou knew she couldn't continue, and gracefully revealed herself.

Yan Wuyou, dressed in white, was as light as a swallow and looked only twenty years old. Her skin was as white as frost flowers, and her eyes were as shimmering as spring water. Even without looking away or raising her eyebrows, she exuded charm. Her black hair cascaded down her back, and her jade-like fingers were slender. Every frown and smile could make countless people fall in love with her.

Yan Wuyou was once just an ordinary songstress, famous for her beauty in the Western Regions. After being betrayed, she was thrown off a cliff by the prince of Kucha and gained insidious and vicious demonic powers. From then on, she became the infamous Blood Frost Consort, who was good at using her beauty to seduce enemies and then sucking their blood dry.

The people from Youming Manor are a "set".

Xin Shisan killed someone and used the corpse's energy to practice his martial arts.

Yan Wuyou drinks blood and uses it to practice her skills.

The fourth junior brother eats meat to strengthen his body.

Everyone who entered the Netherworld Manor became their nourishment. They didn't need to leave the manor; a constant stream of training materials was delivered to their door. Over the years, Yan Wuyou absorbed the blood of countless people, making her power extremely profound. Even the four Shaolin monks—Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, and Frog—could not withstand Yan Wuyou's demonic power and were easily reduced to bones by her.

Lu Xiaofeng took two steps back, shielding Li Zhaoting in front of him, and laughed, "To deal with Yan Wuyou, your Lion's Roar and Tathagata's Divine Light are the most suitable. You go ahead!"

Yan Wuyou is skilled in Soul-Capturing Demonic Sound, a sonic technique with extremely strong hallucinatory effects. It is countered by Lion's Roar and Buddha's Inquiry, and Li Zhaoting is her nemesis.

Yan Wuyou gritted her teeth. Of course she knew that the Soul-Seizing Demonic Sound was most afraid of the righteous energy that was more powerful and determined. If she dared to use the Soul-Seizing Demonic Sound, Li Zhaoting's Lion's Roar would be enough to shatter her brain.

If we don't use the Soul-Sealing Demonic Sound...

Li Zhaoting sneered: "Yan Wuyou, I'll give you the chance to leave your body intact. You should commit suicide! You should understand what the consequences will be if I take action!"

Yan Wuyou lowered her head and looked on, as if about to cry.

"You destroyed the Seven Curves and Nine Corridors, the Bone-Melting Pool cannot melt your bones, the Hellfire Oil cannot crisp your skin, the Soul-Seizing Demonic Sound is countered by the Lion's Roar, and I am delicate and weak, so it is impossible for me to block the Eight Swords Flying Together and the Tathagata's Divine Light. What else can I do? I can only let you slaughter me!"

Yan Wuyou's expression grew increasingly sorrowful, as if she wanted to offer one last dance for her own demise. She turned her body slightly a few times, raised her slender hand, her delicate fingers blooming like plum petals, and hummed a song.

"Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers of her face; spring breezes caress the balustrade, dew is heavy; if not seen atop Mount Qunyu..."

Hearing Yan Wuyou's mournful melody, the seven vengeful heroes, who had been so fierce, became bewildered. Cai Yudan's murderous aura dissipated by eighty or ninety percent. Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but put down his weapon, wanting to spare Yan Wuyou's life.

"The drums of war from Yuyang shook the earth, shattering the 'Rainbow Skirt and Feathered Robe' dance, and smoke and dust rose from the nine-layered palace..."

Li Zhaoting abruptly interrupted Yan Wuyou's melody, his tone shifting instantly from one of beauty and tender affection to one of war, bloodshed, and countless bones!
"...More than a hundred li west of the capital, the six armies refused to advance, leaving no other choice but to let the beautiful concubine die before the horse!"

When Li Zhaoting chanted "death," his entire body's energy exploded, and the Purple Rose Green Rope emitted a loud sword cry. Yan Wuyou screamed and blood flowed from her nostrils.

"Li Zhaoting, you..."

"You dare to show off your meager skills before an expert? I see you don't take me seriously at all. Prepare to die!"

Li Zhaoting brandished his iron staff and charged towards Yan Wuyou.

The staff is the ancestor of all weapons. With Li Zhaoting's martial arts experience, even if he had never practiced a single staff technique, he could grasp the usage of a weapon the moment he held the iron staff.

Similar to Chizunxin.

He is well-versed in the principles of weaponry and can control all things.

Yan Wuyou flicked her ten fingers in quick succession, shooting out silver needles.

Find the magic needle!

It is coated with a deadly poison whose pain is comparable to that of a death warrant.

Even the slightest contact will cause the toxins to flow through the blood vessels and spread throughout the body. It won't kill you directly, but it will cause your whole body to feel like it's being burned by fire, causing excruciating pain. Even a man as strong as bronze or iron will lose his fighting ability due to the pain.

This place is full of poison.

If you step off course and fall into the Bone-Melting Pool, you'll be reduced to bones—truly insidious and ruthless.

This is a bug in the game where martial arts masters are trapped.

Most people's true qi can resist deadly poisons, especially the Grandmasters of the Heavenly Gang. Most of them have innate true qi and are extremely resistant to poisons. It is very difficult for a Grandmaster to be killed by a deadly poison that kills on sight. On the contrary, drugs that cause sedatives, aphrodisiacs, or drugs that cause severe pain are the most effective.

It all comes down to those four words... keeping pace with the times!
Whether good or bad, chivalrous or villainous, they will constantly adjust their martial arts skills.

To remain stagnant and complacent is a path to ruin.

The moment Yan Wuyou shot out the flying needle, two figures emerged from the darkness. They were both crippled, one with only a left arm and the other with only a right arm. They swung their palms at Cai Yudan, who countered with a golden thread. Unexpectedly, the two men possessed extraordinary skill and deflected the golden thread back at her.

Soul-stealing, heartless and ruthless.

The two are twin brothers, born with one arm disabled. Despite their disability, they are determined and have excellent comprehension skills. They invented a set of "severed-arm martial arts" for joint attacks.

Using the intact arm to receive external power and then unleashing it from the severed arm is equivalent to combining one's own power with the enemy's power, defeating the enemy in one fell swoop. Half a month ago, the two joined forces to explore the Netherworld Manor, but were subdued by Yan Wuyou's Soul-Sealing Demonic Sound and became Yan Wuyou's puppets.

Faced with Cai Yudan's golden threads, Xin Chou and Xin Sha first used their intact arms to receive the attack, and then rebounded the force. They were in a daze, unaware of pain and unafraid of death, letting the golden threads cut their arms and return a heavy blow.

"Snapped!"

Cai Yudan was struck by a palm.

"laugh!"

A magic needle pierced Cai Yudan.

Cai Yudan rolled on the ground in agony.

Lu Xiaofeng struck Cai Yudan's pressure points with a backhand, and Jiang Yuyan intercepted with her knife. The two were incredibly fast, but facing two puppets who were not afraid of pain or death, and a madman who wanted to drag them into the Bone-Melting Pool, the two first made moves to protect themselves, and then unleashed their deadly attacks.

"Snapped!"

Xin Chou's head was smashed by the tip of the nine-section whip.

"Crack!"

Xin Sha was killed by Jiang Yuyan with a single stab to the throat.

At the same moment, Li Zhaoting cleaved Mount Hua with his might, his steel staff carrying a whirlwind as it hurtled towards Yan Wuyou. Yan Wuyou unleashed her full power with a palm strike, but unfortunately, being a specialist in poison arts, illusion arts, and mechanical formations, she was not skilled in close combat.

"boom!"

The steel staff slammed into Yan Wuyou's chest, and with a series of cracking sounds, Yan Wuyou's ribs broke, and her chest caved in, turning from a regular C to an inverted C. Knowing that she had no chance of survival, Yan Wuyou rolled over and jumped into the Bone-Melting Pool.

"You won't get the antidote!"

Don't get too cocky!

"My senior brother will avenge me!"

"Our senior brother will kill you all!"

"I'll be waiting for you in the underworld!"

(End of this chapter)