Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 487 Killing someone by destroying their spirit: Your ugly behavior is being broadcast live!
Four Directions City!
Ouyang Feiying was at the most triumphant and arrogant stage of his life. All three of his brothers had passed away, and Bantianyue was half-dead and half-alive. He had completely taken control of Sifang City.

After more than a month of Li Zhaoting's meddling, almost all the major martial arts forces in the Western Regions were wiped out.

The Sky-Piercing Sword Sect defected to the Kingdom of Kucha.

The Sea Shark Palace has been torn apart and disbanded for a long time.

The headquarters of the Four Directions Sect was captured by the Invincible Sect.

The Supreme Alliance and Mountain City were occupied by Fang Yeyu.

The once-powerful, ambitious, and ambitious masters such as Guan Yutian, Helian Ba, Beitang Mo, and Qian Luo all met with bad ends.

They either fled in disarray, or, disheartened, lived out their remaining years in Kucha, or were bombed to death.

Ouyang Feiying didn't take the newly emerging sects, such as the Invincible Sect and the Flying Camel Clan, seriously at all; he could wipe them out with a wave of his hand.

Once Li Zhaoting left the Western Regions, Ouyang Feiying immediately launched an attack and annexed them all.

By then, Sifang City would be the most powerful force in the Western Regions. Ouyang Feiying looked at his brothers' memorial tablets, his face growing increasingly manic, his madness revealing disdain.

"Shangguan Yun, Sima Yi, you keep saying that Huangfu Zhong has a gentle personality and high prestige, making him suitable to become the city lord. But who is the true city lord now?"

"I will lead Sifang City to its peak, a peak and pinnacle that even you ghosts cannot imagine. All traces of your past will be completely erased by me."

"You are all worthless. I, Ouyang Feiying, am the only founder of Sifang City. You are all trash!"

"I am the true lord of the city!"

"I am the king of the Four Directions City!"

"I am the invincible emperor!"

Ouyang Feiying spread his arms wide, acting arrogantly and unrestrainedly.

Li Zhaoting watched coldly from outside the window.

Beside him were Shangguan Yan and Mei Zhu.

After leaving the desert fortress, Shangguan Yan sought advice from Gu Mutian and the old man on the frontier, transforming Li Zhaoting's guidance into real skill, and her Snowflake Sword Technique improved significantly.

Li Zhaoting's understanding of swordsmanship far surpasses that of Gu Mutian. He provides insightful guidance, helping Shangguan Yan gradually break free from the limitations imposed by Gu Mutian when he first established his skills.

After practicing diligently for half a month, Shangguan Yan believed she had the ability to deal with Ouyang Feiying and came to Sifang City to seek revenge.

In fact, with the advantage of her weapon, Shangguan Yan was not afraid of Ouyang Feiying. If she couldn't beat him, she could run away. What Shangguan Yan feared most was Bantianyue.

The Golden Buddha's indestructible body possesses extremely strong defensive capabilities.

Even with the combined power of the Dragon Soul and Phoenix Blood, they could hardly sustain any damage.

Fortunately, Gu Mutian was stumped by Li Zhaoting's bizarre question. In order to find out whether the swords were siblings or husband and wife, he stormed the headquarters of the Divine Moon Sect.

Gu Mutian severely injured Bantianyue with a slap, and took back the Dragon Soul Blade to study it. Ouyang Feiying took the opportunity to kick the Divine Moon Sect while it was down, losing its last ally.

Seemingly high and mighty, but actually isolated and helpless.

Ouyang Feiying had no reliable subordinates, no loving family, and no heir.

Aside from his naive daughter Ouyang Yingying, Ouyang Feiying has nothing. He is even more isolated than a lone wolf. If he gained power for enjoyment, I wonder what benefits Ouyang Feiying has actually gained.
Ouyang Feiying was not like Shangguan Jin Hong, who cared about nothing but power. Shangguan Jin Hong's greatest enjoyment was "power" itself. He could live in a stone house with a hard bed and did not need any luxury or pleasure. Ouyang Feiying could not do that. He needed flowers and applause.

Looking at the crazed Ouyang Feiying, Shangguan Feiyan sighed, "He's really a madman. Mother said that Ouyang Feiying was a heroic and spirited man when he was young. How did he become like this in middle age?"

Mei Zhu whispered, "Perhaps...perhaps it's because of repression. The book says that when a man reaches forty, his body...his body..."

Mei Zhu blushed and couldn't speak.

The intention of taking Meizhu out this time was to share the joy with each person once, but Meizhu seemed to have misunderstood. It wasn't until the words were out that she realized it was somewhat inappropriate.

Shangguan Yan is not a "Madam".

How could you just say that out loud?

Shangguan Yan asked, "Meizhu, just say what you want to say. So what if you're over forty? I think Brother Li is still handsome and dashing even at forty."

Li Zhaoting laughed and said, "Meizhu is the most cunning and eccentric girl. She thinks that when a man reaches forty, there seems to be only one place on his body that can get hard."

"Where?"

"mouth!"

"Oh~"

Shangguan Yan was completely bewildered, wondering what was so hard to say? Why was Mei Zhu so shy?
On second thought, it was probably private conversation. Li Zhaoting was a womanizer with many wives and concubines. Meizhu was Li Zhaoting's personal concubine, and every night they would...

Thinking of this, Shangguan Yan blushed.

Inside the room, Ouyang Feiying went on a rampage for over an hour, finally reaching the final stage, roaring with disheveled hair: "I, the Emperor, will surely rule the world!"

"Is that so? Lord Ouyang, who reigns supreme and reaches the pinnacle of power, to whom will you leave your wealth?"

Li Zhaoting's voice entered the room: "Managing the world requires elite troops and strong generals. If you conquer the mountain city, who will manage it? If you conquer the Supreme Alliance, who will manage it? Do you have that many talented people under your command? Even if you have plenty of talent, are you willing to trust them?"

Li Zhaoting's words were like knives, each sentence piercing the heart, his disdainful sarcasm: "You killed your sworn brother, you kicked your ally when he was down, and you even threw away your own son. Besides this empty palace and your empty ambition, what else do you have?"

"I have...I have..."

Ouyang Feiying's face turned red with rage.

Firstly, he was furious that someone had spied on him, and that his earlier mad and ugly behavior had been seen by others. If he didn't handle the situation well, at best his reputation would be ruined, and at worst his subordinates would all run away.

Secondly, Li Zhaoting's words were offensive and showed no respect whatsoever, which greatly angered Ouyang Feiying, who considered himself the victor and believed he could rule the world.

Finally, Li Zhaoting's words pierced Ouyang Feiying's heart. His wife and children were separated, his brothers turned against each other, his allies betrayed him, and his subordinates were all useless. Managing Sifang City had exhausted his life's energy. Even if Ouyang Feiying could conquer the entire Western Regions, how would he manage these territories?
Among the various powerful figures in the Western Regions, Ouyang Feiying had the worst talent pool. Apart from a few minor characters, he had no renowned experts or sages.

Sifang City is just a city, which Ouyang Feiying can manage himself. If the territory expands, given Ouyang Feiying's power-hungry nature, he will want to control every power, big and small, and even his toilet needs to be questioned. Even if he works himself to death, he still won't be able to finish reviewing all the memorials.

Even if we take a step back and assume that Ouyang Feiying comes with a "Heroic Ambition System" that automatically refreshes his pool of 100% loyal talent, with the system in hand, he can rule the world.

so what?

After Ouyang Feiying's death a century later, who will inherit the legacy of Sifang City? Will it be passed on to Ouyang Yingying?

Can Ouyang Yingying defend Sifang City?
Jianxiong and the Queen of Kucha are outliers. They possess outstanding abilities and excellent character, and with Li Zhaoting's support, they were able to gain a foothold.

Ouyang Yingying was a spoiled young lady. As soon as Ouyang Feiying died, Sifang City was immediately divided up.

Ouyang Feiying could not accept this.

It's not that Ouyang Yingying can't accept her spending money, but that she can't accept her family's wealth being divided up. Ouyang Feiying would rather take Sifang City to hell and protect its foundation for all eternity. How could she possibly give it up to someone else?

A ruthless man who can throw away his own son, even if he takes in a son-in-law, the son-in-law is clearly an outsider.

Seeing Ouyang Feiying's angry expression, Li Zhaoting snapped his fingers, dispelling his aura and revealing the audience members who had been hidden by it.

This is a technique taught by Yi Jifeng.

They used their own aura to seal off space and create a domain that belonged only to them. Within this domain, everything was isolated, like a "secret realm." These people had been here all along, but Ouyang Feiying could not see a single one of them.

Until Li Zhaoting unlocked the energy blockade.

Ding Xuelian, the widow of Shangguan Yun;
Yu Zhu, Ouyang Feiying's first wife, became a nun after losing all hope in him.

Sima Yi's son, Sima Lingfeng, was known as the "Moon-Playing Gentleman" as he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, and astrology.
Sima Yi's son, Sima Chengfeng, is the current master of the Dragon Soul Blade and the Great Protector of the Divine Moon Sect, Ghost-Fearing Sorrow; a "Civil and Military Minister" of the Four Directions City;
Apart from the naive Ouyang Yingying, all the important figures in Sifang City were invited.

Li Zhaoting's method of hiring people wasn't very gentle; he kept them there to watch Ouyang Feiying go crazy. It required some skill, but the effect was quite good.

As these people appeared, Ouyang Feiying's shock turned into bewilderment, bewilderment into anger, an anger beyond words, his whole body turned red with rage, his hair seemed to burst into flames, and his entire being was ablaze.

"You...you..."

Ouyang Feiying knew that the foundation of Sifang City was completely doomed. From the moment these people appeared, Li Zhaoting had devised a deadly trap for him, one that would surely lead to his demise.

If he doesn't silence them, their madness, their ugly behavior, and the bad things they've done over the years will become known, and their reputation will be utterly ruined.

To silence them, let alone whether they can win, all the high-ranking figures in Sifang City have been killed, leaving no one to take the bullet for. Ouyang Feiying has become a completely lone commander, and who wouldn't want to come and take a bite out of him?
Shangguan Yan angrily rebuked, "Ouyang Feiying, you have murdered your brothers, betrayed your allies, and are incorrigible. Do you think you can hide what you have done from the world?"

Ouyang Feiying's eyes were bloodshot: "Shangguan Yan, I didn't want to kill your father, he forced me to do it! Back then, the four of us brothers swore brotherhood. I was the eldest brother, and I should have been the city lord of Sifang City. The other three ostracized me and elected the third brother as the city lord. Did you think I would just sit and wait to die?"

Li Zhaoting sneered: "Facts have proven that you are indeed unsuitable to be the city lord. You have neither the capacity to tolerate others nor extraordinary talent; you are merely living off your past achievements!"

These words were like stabbing Ouyang Feiying's already shattered heart three thousand times. Lies can only deceive people, but the truth is the sharpest knife, and only the truth can hurt people.

Just by looking at the talent pool of Sifang City, one can tell that Ouyang Feiying is ambitious but lacks talent and management ability. The fact that Sifang City can maintain its status quo mainly relies on the rich foundation laid by Huangfu Zhong and the other two, as well as Bantianyue.

In Li Zhaoting's view, Bantianyue is more valuable to Sifang City than Ouyang Feiying. The defensive power of the Golden Buddha Indestructible Body is too terrifying. Under the condition of equal power, it is almost impossible to defeat Bantianyue.

Strategy can be used to deal with Ouyang Feiying.

To defeat Bantianyue, at least three masters of similar skill level, wielding divine weapons, or masters whose skill far surpasses Bantianyue's, are needed. The initial cost is extremely high, and the later returns are extremely unstable, making the cost-effectiveness very low.

"Resilience" is a terrifying advantage.

Bantianyue can withstand the Dragon Soul and Phoenix Blood, and can withstand the love-powered ultimate move of Longqing Xuexin. Even if Ren Qianxing were to use the Demon Sword to perform the One Sword Separates the World, he might not be able to break through the Golden Buddha's indestructible body. The advantage is too great!
Previously, when fighting Shangguan Yan, Bantianyue was able to exchange blows with her and was completely unconcerned about the Phoenix Blood Sword, while Ouyang Feiying had to be wary of its sharp edge.

Shangguan Yan shouted sternly, "Ouyang Feiying, today I will avenge the innocent who died unjustly. If you have the guts, then attack! Don't act like a coward!"

"You're calling me a coward?"

"At a time like this, all you're doing is talking nonsense. What are you if not a coward? If you're so capable, then take action! Use your fists to uphold your authority, instead of cowering and cowering."

Shangguan Yan is a good person and doesn't say anything sarcastic or mean, so Li Zhaoting took the initiative to do it for her.

Ouyang Feiying thought to himself, "It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering. If it weren't for you, you bastard, here, I would have already started a massacre! What grudge do I have against you? Why are you targeting me like this? Is it because of Shangguan Yan?"

Thinking of Li Zhaoting's personality and looking at Shangguan Yan's stunning beauty, Ouyang Feiying thought to himself that Shangguan Yun was lucky to have such a beautiful daughter.

You shouldn't overthink these things.

The more you think, the more it disturbs your peace of mind.

If Li Zhaoting's actions were for Shangguan Yan...

Shangguan Yan is proud and not like Gongsun Lan, a pampered wife. She definitely wants to take revenge herself. In order to please the beauty, Li Zhaoting will definitely teach her swordsmanship. Li Zhaoting is the Supreme Heavenly Sword, the God of Swords. If Shangguan Yan learns Li Zhaoting's swordsmanship, how can he stop her?

The more Ouyang Feiying thought about it, the more terrified he became. Already mentally broken, Ouyang Feiying trembled all over, his voice trembled, and he felt like he needed to urinate.

This is an organism's instinct to defend against danger.

Li Zhaoting sneered, "Ouyang Feiying, stop with the nonsense. I'm just here to witness. I won't make a move today. Whoever's grudge is wrong, they can settle it themselves!"

"Ouyang Feiying, come on!"

Shangguan Yan drew her sword, the Phoenix Blood Sword flashing with a chilling light, spontaneously condensing into sword energy. Purple sword light soared into the sky, forming a fire phoenix.

"Damn it! You're asking for it!"

Ouyang Feiying could no longer suppress his anger and flew towards Shangguan Yan. Known as "Flying Eagle," he was clearly skilled in lightness skills and proficient in palm and claw techniques.

In terms of skill, experience, and tactics, Ouyang Feiying's more than forty years of accumulated experience far surpassed Shangguan Yan's. However, he was mentally broken, burning with rage, and mentally deranged. He only knew how to launch fierce attacks with powerful moves, and only exerted 50% or 60% of his strength.

Shangguan Yan kept Li Zhaoting's instructions firmly in mind. Her Snowflake Sword Technique was light and exquisite. Snowflakes fell without leaving a trace. Her moves and retractions were all seamless. Each sword strike was more exquisite than the last.

Ouyang Feiying roared wildly, laughing unrestrainedly. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was like a wild beast at the end of its rope, unleashing his power without restraint.

"Try my Eagle Transformation Thirteen Styles!"

Ouyang Feiying unleashed both claws simultaneously, his finger strikes sharp and fierce, his claw shadows covering Shangguan Yan's major acupoints. Each strike contained the powerful force to split stone and create a golden seal, and the air was filled with a hissing sound.

He acted like a madman, disregarding his own defenses, only wanting to tear his little niece, who dared to challenge his "imperial authority," to pieces in the shortest possible time.

"This is... the Ninth Transformation of True Essence?"

Li Zhaoting rarely has a moment of leisure. Usually, it's Li Zhaoting fighting against strong opponents while others watch. Today, he can finally sit in the audience and can't help but offer his commentary.

The martial art used by Ouyang Feiying is the "Nine Transformations of Condensed Truth" created by Qu Ao, a master of the Tiele tribe during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. This method penetrates all the acupoints of the body and can continuously accumulate strength.

During the Sui and Tang dynasties, such methods of penetrating acupoints were relatively rare. Nowadays, which major sect doesn't have similar techniques? The mental cultivation method left behind by Qu Ao can at most be considered first-rate, and it can't surpass a true master.

Judging from Ouyang Feiying's imposing presence, he had modified this mental cultivation method, making it at least five times more powerful than the Nine Transformations of Condensed Truth recorded in martial arts history.

Faced with the fierce onslaught, Shangguan Yan moved with the agility of a swallow or the grace of a butterfly dancing among flowers.

With a light tap of her toes on the ground, she floated backward as if weightless, narrowly avoiding the edge of the deadly claw wind. Phoenix Blood Sword did not rush to retaliate, but instead drew a series of beautiful and mysterious arcs.

The purple sword light spread into a sword circle, and the sword energy was like the first snow falling in the cold winter, landing perfectly in the plum grove.

"Plum blossoms and snow vie in splendor!"

Shangguan Yanqing shouted, and the sword's momentum suddenly changed.

The sword tip transformed into several cold stars, striking with unparalleled precision at the gap where Ouyang Feiying's claw attack connected.

Before the phoenix blood's cold light even arrived, the extremely sharp sword energy, condensed to its limit, already caused Ouyang Feiying's protective aura to surge, and a sense of fear arose in his heart.

Those pierced by the Phoenix Blood Sword will never heal unless they are treated by the world's top divine physician or find rare and precious herbs; otherwise, their wounds will continue to drain until they are completely drained of blood.

Ouyang Feiying wore a golden silk inner armor, but dared not risk his life to gamble on the sharpness of the Phoenix Blood Sword.

"Little tricks!"

Ouyang Feiying unleashed a double-peaked attack, intending to fight Shangguan Yan to the death. His power was profound and surging, and the wind from his palms surged like a raging torrent, causing the candlelight in the hall to flicker.

Shangguan Yan knew that her skills were inferior to her opponent's, so she refused to fight Ouyang Feiying head-on. Her sword moved with her body, and her body seemed to merge into the sword light, leaving only a few afterimages.

The moment the palm strikes her body, her figure becomes blurred like willow catkins scattered by a gale, narrowly escaping through the gaps between the thousands of claw shadows.

"The plum blossoms are in bloom!"

This is a move that Shangguan Yan created herself based on Li Zhaoting's guidance. It breaks through the barriers of the Snowflake Sword Technique, and the tip of the sword trembles as a hundred plum blossoms formed from condensed sword energy bloom.

"laugh!"

The sword energy grazed Ouyang Feiying's robes, leaving a shallow plum blossom-shaped bloodstain on his ribs.

The wound wasn't deep, but for a proud and arrogant "emperor" who believed he could rule the world, it was nothing short of a humiliation: "You wretched child! You wretched child!"

Ouyang Feiying unleashed his inner strength without any restraint, striking with both palms and claws in turn. The palm winds and claw shadows intertwined, forming a net that enveloped Shangguan Yan, and his killing intent soared to the heavens.

A fierce wind howled inside the hall, shattering tables and chairs. Li Zhaoting used his sword energy to protect Ding Xuelian and the others, while continuing his passionate commentary and using trash talk to distract Ouyang Feiying.

Shangguan Yan was as pure as ice, unfazed even when the sky was falling. She kept Li Zhaoting's teachings in mind and danced gracefully and skillfully amidst Ouyang Feiying's claws as he smashed the stone tablet, fully demonstrating the lightness and ingenuity of the Snowflake Sword Technique.

(End of this chapter)