Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Shi Xiaocui naturally wouldn't believe Manager Wang's one-sided story, so she inquired around Lingxiao City.

His face had visibly aged, and he was shrouded in an aura of decay. He sighed, "Old man, at your age, you've caused such a mess!"

Ah Xiu pleaded, "Grandma! Even if Grandpa is wrong in a thousand ways, at least... at least let's rescue my father first and quell the conflict between the Snow Mountain Sect."

Li Zhaoting's expression froze. Ah Xiu's personality was truly remarkable. When Shi Xiaocui was at a loss, she immediately saw the key point and offered a solution.

Shi Xiaocui looked at Brother Gou. She knew that once they arrived at the Snow Mountain Sect, the rebellious disciples would be afraid that Shi Xiaocui would release Bai Zizai, and they would definitely gang up on them.

Shi Xiaocui created the Golden Crow Saber Technique, which was more than enough to deal with twenty or thirty rebellious disciples. If hundreds of disciples rushed at her, she could only hold out for half an incense stick's time at most.

Shi Xiaocui was utterly incapable of stopping the fighting, quelling the disputes, or even appeasing the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect.

Li Zhaoting and the others were all outsiders who had watched the spectacle for most of the day and were unlikely to intervene. The only way to rescue Bai Wanjian was to rely on his disciple, Shi Yidao.

Shi Xiaocui asked softly, "Good disciple, do you want a wife? I'll betroth Axiu to you!"

Upon hearing this, Ah Xiu blushed to the roots of her ears, while Dog Brother excitedly danced around, saying, "I...I...of course I want it, I really want it..."

Shi Xiaocui said, "However, you have to do something to make a contribution. There has been a major internal change in the Snow Mountain Sect. Let's go and rescue someone first, and rescue your father-in-law."

Dog nodded, seemingly confused.

Without further ado, the group headed to the Snow Mountain Sect.

Having lived in the Snow Mountain Sect for decades, Shi Xiaocui was familiar with every plant and tree. She led everyone in circles and soon arrived at the reception hall, which was bustling with noise.

The once magnificent halls, used for teaching disciples, entertaining guests, and holding sect-wide meetings, are now covered in blood, with severed limbs and broken pieces scattered everywhere.

The Snow Mountain Sect originally had nine lineages of successors.

Bai Zizai acted perversely and slaughtered indiscriminately, causing disciples from the three major lineages to flee overnight. His own lineage, the "Changmen," was imprisoned by the combined forces of the remaining five lineages.

Of the five rebellious factions, four were led by elders of the same generation as Bai Zizai, while the leader of the remaining faction was Feng Wanli, the "Wind and Fire Divine Dragon," who was on par with Bai Wanjian.

Feng Wanli was Shi Zhongyu's master. He was implicated by Shi Zhongyu and had his arm cut off, which greatly damaged his martial arts skills. He was a kind-hearted person and did not want to see his fellow disciples kill each other.

The four elders, Cheng Zixue, Qi Zimian, Liao Zili, and Liang Zijin, led their disciples in a fierce battle for the position of sect leader, resulting in a bloodbath.

In the generational ranking of the "Zi" generation, Bai Zizai is the first, Cheng Zixue is the second senior brother, Qi Zimian is the third senior brother, Liao Zili is the fourth senior brother, and Liang Zijin is the fifth junior brother.

In terms of martial arts skills, Liao Zili was superior to the other three, and his disciples were more elite. Naturally, he was the first to be affected by this battle royale mode.

It's like having the generals of the Three Kingdoms engage in a battle royale; the first to be targeted would inevitably be Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun. While most others would fight individually, these three would definitely be a group.

Take them out first, then take out Lu Bu!

In battle royale, the survivors are often not the strongest, but the most adept at surviving.

Organizations that force their assassins to fight each other to become the king of assassins are all doomed to destruction; this model is too foolish.

The situation in the Snow Mountain Sect is more complicated.

Liao Zili's martial arts skills are indeed the strongest, but he is not Lu Bu. He is not strong enough to create a significant gap in skill level. He can only unleash a berserk mode and launch a fierce attack on a particular opponent.

The situation presents a strange balance.

First of all, the fighting was extremely fierce, and fifty or sixty disciples were lost in a short period of time. Many disciples were bloodthirsty and were wildly slashing with their swords.

Secondly, the fighting among the crowd was not so intense. The four elders sometimes formed alliances and sometimes formed opposing forces. The four swords clashed fiercely, yet no one was injured.

Third, Liao Zili must be the strongest.

Fourth, Liao Zili must not be that strong.

Fifth, Feng Wanli must be an outsider.

Sixth, Feng Wanli's lineage must participate.

Li Zhaoting: Go to hell! You bunch of bastards, you'd all better die! I thought you were all decent people, but it turns out you're all idiots!

Previously, when the disciples of the Five Families rebelled, they only imprisoned Bai Zizai and Bai Wanjian, but did not kill them all. Li Zhaoting felt that they were kind and did not want to kill indiscriminately.

Seeing them killing each other and desperately hacking at each other now, I just think they're insane.

The threat hanging over their heads hadn't been resolved yet. Bai Zizai and Bai Wanjian were both still alive. Instead of joining forces to eliminate the Bai family father and son, they were bloodthirsty and killing each other.

When dealing with enemies, one should be lenient and soft-hearted.

He betrays his teammates.

These useless bunch of good-for-nothings, it would be a miracle if they were even qualified to be sect leaders.

Ah Xiu pleaded, "Brother Li, I've heard your martial arts are unparalleled. I'd like to ask you to stop this pointless slaughter, just to capture..."

"Stop war and cease hostilities? That's easy!"

Li Zhaoting formed a sword shape with his fingers, but instead of making a move, he placed the sword-shaped finger between his eyebrows and concentrated his spiritual power.

The next moment, an overwhelming pressure, like that of a god or a demon, enveloped the Snow Mountain Sect. The disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect were as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and they all fell down with their eyes rolling back.

In the blink of an eye, all three or four hundred disciples who had been fighting with their swords collapsed into unconsciousness, with only Cheng Zixue, Qi Zimian, Liao Zili, Liang Zijin, and Feng Wanli able to stand.

It wasn't that they withstood Li Zhaoting's intimidation, but rather that Li Zhaoting wasn't targeting the five of them specifically; his mental intimidation swept past them, lingering for no more than half a second.

A peerless wonder, its soul scattered and its spirit dispersed!
He unleashed his killing intent, fierce aura, courage, and imposing presence mixed with his spiritual power, using intense spiritual pressure to assault the mind and spirit. It made people feel as if the world had lost its color, transforming from a vibrant, colorful world into a traditional Chinese ink painting. Anyone whose mind was even slightly weak would scream and faint.

It's not very useful against experts; at most, it's just a clash of energy with the enemy to warm up for yourself. But it's a king when it comes to crushing novices, easily stunning hundreds of people.

With a series of crackling sounds, the Snow Mountain Sect disciples collapsed to the ground, ending the internal strife.

"Who did you just say you wanted to capture?"

Li Zhaoting lowered his finger.

Ah Xiu exclaimed in surprise, "Are you a deity?"

Shi Xiaocui exclaimed in amazement: "Rumor has it that Young Master Li defeated a thousand soldiers with a single sword strike at the Guandong Martial Arts Conference, killing many of the Manchu Imperial Guards. I thought it was just a rumor, but after witnessing Young Master Li's skills today, I know it's true!"

Shi Xiaocui lightly descended from the wall, strode into the hall, looked at Cheng Zixue and the others, and angrily said, "Tell me the whole story!"

Having heard the story from outsiders many times, Shi Xiaocui roughly understood what had happened. As for the specific details, the Snow Mountain Sect disciples needed to tell the story themselves. Shi Xiaocui glanced at them, then looked at Feng Wanli, knowing that Feng Wanli was an honest man and would never lie. She then gestured for Feng Wanli to tell the story.

Cheng Zixue and the others wanted to resist, but Shi Xiaocui coughed lightly and pointed to the unconscious disciple.

The four men were horrified and dared not utter a word.

Feng Wanli said, "Reporting to Master's wife: We have committed treason and imprisoned Master, which is a crime deserving of death, but we have our own reasons for not being able to do so."

As he spoke, Feng Wanli knelt down on the ground: "If my master's wife wants to become the head of our sect, that would be wonderful. If my master's wife wants to kill me, I am willing to die."

There is only one thing I humbly request: Master's wife, please forgive the sins of others, so as to put everyone at ease and prevent the great calamity of infighting from happening again within our sect. Please grant my request.

If my master's wife doesn't agree, what difference does it make whether I speak up or not? The Snow Mountain Sect will be destroyed sooner or later!

Alas, it's all a tragic fate!

Shi Xiaocui roared, "You bastards! You scoundrels! This old man is a scoundrel, and you're all scoundrels! The Snow Mountain Sect should change its name to the Scoundrel Sect as soon as possible, you're all fucking scoundrels!"

Liao Zili sneered: "Sister-in-law! I don't know where you found such a master. The few of us are no match for you. Do with us as you please."

However, if we die, it's uncertain how many branches of the Snow Mountain Sect will remain! We're all going to die sooner or later, we just want to find a way to survive.

My senior brother won't give me a way out.

The master's wife also refused to give him a way out.

Whether you call them the Snow Mountain Faction or the Bastard Faction.

Sooner or later, they will all be wiped out!
I can't beat you, I can't beat Bai Zizai. You can kill me, but I, Liao Zili, will not submit! Either pardon us, or kill us all!
"Sister-in-law, you make the decision!"

Shi Xiaocui said coldly, "Traitor! This is my apprentice, Shi Yidao. If you can last five moves against him, I will forgive your crimes."

Liao Zili's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

Who wants to die if they can live?

Without a second thought, he immediately drew his sword and charged at Dog Brother.

Dog Brother didn't have much practical experience, but his skill was too profound. On the way to the Snow Mountain Sect, Li Zhaoting taught Dog Brother to concentrate his mind and gather his energy to protect his body.

As the sword energy struck, Dog Brother subconsciously activated the mental cultivation technique taught by Li Zhaoting, causing a layer of protective energy to surround his body. He then drew his woodcutter's knife and slashed at Liao Zili.

The Golden Crow Saber Technique is a mirror copy of the Snow Mountain Sword Technique. The Snow Mountain Sword Technique moves from left to right, while the Golden Crow Saber Technique moves from right to left. Every move is a direct clash. When Brother Gou saw Liao Zili's fierce attack, he subconsciously channeled his true energy into the blade, followed by a loud bang.

"clang!"

Liao Zili was blasted away by Dog Brother with a single slash.

Fortunately, Brother Gou had no intention of harming anyone and used Ah Xiu's modified sword technique, which was extremely weak in terms of killing power. Otherwise, given Liao Zili's internal strength, he would have had at least five or six ribs broken, along with half of his meridians.

Shi Xiaocui is aloof and arrogant, and the Golden Crow Saber Technique she created is too murderous, like the Killing Saber Technique among the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts. Axiu is kind-hearted, and when she taught Gou Ge martial arts, she improved these insidious and vicious moves, removing their violent nature, making them more like the Compassionate Saber Technique.

While seemingly weakening the power of the sword technique, it actually aligns more perfectly with Brother Gou's true nature and the Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill, allowing true energy and moves to naturally complement each other.

Shi Xiaocui was completely unaware of these changes.

Li Zhaoting sighed inwardly, thinking that Brother Gou and Ah Xiu were a match made in heaven, and there was no one more suitable than them!

Shi Xiaocui said smugly, "He couldn't even withstand a single move from my disciple, yet he dared to rebel. My disciple, Shi Yidao, has become the head of the Snow Mountain Sect. Who dares to object?"

Liao Zili and the others dared not say more.

Someone shouted at the door, "I'm not convinced!" Upon closer inspection, it was Bai Wanjian, his hair and beard in a mess, wearing handcuffs and shackles, clearly having escaped from the prison during the chaos.

Seeing her son in this state, Shi Xiaocui felt both heartache and anger, and shouted, "You bastard! I gave birth to a snotty, worthless wretched child like you, and I wish I could find a rock and smash my head against it to die. Look at the grotesque state you are in!"

I got locked up, and now I'm wearing a bunch of junk and scrap metal all over my body!

Are you being vain?
What utter nonsense about "the air chills the northwest"!
I think you're going to drive the Northwest crazy!
Putting handcuffs and shackles on someone—which branch of the Snow Mountain Sect has such advanced martial arts skills? The old ones are bastards, the young ones are bastards, and their fellow disciples, apprentices, grand-disciples—they're all bastards!

"This is driving me crazy!"

After Bai Wanjian finished scolding her, he explained, "It wasn't that my fellow disciples and I were no match for them in martial arts, but rather that these traitors used a treacherous scheme. He...he...Liao Zili had someone impersonate Father. I had just returned home when they told me that Father was seriously ill. When I went to visit him, I didn't expect them to have hidden a trap in the bed, and I was captured!"

Shi Xiaocui angrily retorted, "Pah! You little rascal, you're even more outrageous! It's one thing to mistake someone else for someone else, but to mistake your own father? Are you even human?"

Li Zhaoting whispered, "No, no! Master Bai has been training in the Central Plains for many years and has just returned home. He was unaware of the changes at home and was captured. It is understandable that he was captured."

In fact, that's pure nonsense.

After killing Shi Zhongyu, Bai Wanjian went home. When Li Shengnan and Tang Xiaolan were dueling, Bai Wanjian was invited to the Tianshan Sect to witness the battle. On his way back, he was ambushed.

Bai Wanjian indeed did not recognize Bai Zizai.

Shi Xiaocui sneered: "Wan Jian, how much do you know about your father? Put everything else aside and explain your father's situation clearly first. Wan Li, you speak!"

Feng Wanli dared not hide anything and recounted everything that had happened during this period. His account was very similar to Manager Wang's, with the same cause and effect, only more detailed, which made people furious.

“That day, Master gave us a sermon. Junior Brother Su praised Master: Master’s martial arts are unfathomable. There is no other master like Master throughout history. All the martial arts of our school have been carried forward and developed by Master alone.”

At this point, Feng Wanli looked at Shi Xiaocui.

"Pah! How shameless!"

Shi Xiaocui cursed angrily.

Feng Wanli said, "Master's wife, Master was just as angry at the time, and he scolded Junior Brother Su, but..."

"But what? Speak like a human being!"

“Master said, according to you, all my kung fu was learned from predecessors? Wrong, wrong, wrong. The kung fu of the Snow Mountain School is all my own creation.”

The claim that the founder of the Snow Mountain Sect is a lie is all nonsense. Everyone has seen the sword manual passed down by the founder. Is it as good as my martial arts?
Wan Hong, tell me, who's stronger!
Junior Brother Su dared not disobey his master, and could only meekly reply: "I'm afraid I am not as skilled as Master."

Hearing this, the master became even angrier: If you're not good enough, you're not good enough. What's there to be afraid of?

After saying that, he killed Junior Brother Su with a single palm strike.

Madam, this matter is common knowledge.

At least thirty fellow disciples witnessed it firsthand!

Was there a single lie in what I said?

Feng Wanli stared intently at Bai Wanjian.

Bai Wanjian lowered his head in shame. Although he hadn't personally witnessed Bai Zizai kill Su Wanhong, they had been locked in the same cell for the past few days, and Bai Wanjian had heard Bai Zizai's crazy ramblings and arrogant pronouncements every day.

Not to mention the founder of the Snow Mountain Sect, Bai Zizai has insulted every hero and valiant figure throughout history. It wasn't a reasoned insult; it was just random, indiscriminate provocation.

In the end, even the gods suffered.

The sun and moon are no match for the brilliance of Master Wei De, nor is the heaven and earth as vast as Master Wei De. Since Pangu separated heaven and earth, all heroes and great men have been no match for his finger.

The Duke of Zhou, Confucius, Buddha, Laozi, as well as the Jade Emperor and the Five Elders of the Five Directions, all bowed down in admiration. Later, they became immortals, and he was the Jade Emperor, the Supreme God!
Feng Wanli then recounted the following events: Bai Zizai asked his disciples how his martial arts compared to Bodhidharma's. The disciples replied that they were about the same. He then slapped them, crippling them. He then asked his disciples how his martial arts compared to Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang. The disciples replied that their master's martial arts should be stronger than Zhang Sanfeng's. Immediately afterward, Bai Zizai's skull shattered.

To paraphrase Bai Zizai: Zhang Sanfeng is just a Taoist priest with a bull's nose, what skills does he have? What do you mean by "should be better than Zhang Sanfeng"? Are you looking down on me?

Feng Wanli pleaded, "Master's wife, it's not that we're rebelling, it's just... it's just... if you were in the Snow Mountain Sect, what would you choose?"

Shi Xiaocui sighed, "What can I do? I'll either kill this old bastard or he'll kill me! I can't listen to a single word of this nonsense."

I heard that the old bastard has another ridiculous nickname.

He's some kind of bullshit! He's the greatest hero, the greatest warrior, the greatest knight-errant, the greatest master of swordsmanship, the greatest fist and footwork, the greatest internal strength, and the greatest hidden weapon master throughout history!

Do you think I don't know anything?
This old geezer did such a disgusting thing, is he afraid of being laughed at? If he doesn't want to lose face and be laughed at by outsiders, he should keep his face in check!

The wanton slaughter of disciples is unthinkable, even the Demonic Sect wouldn't act this way! From this day forward, Bai Zizai is no longer the leader of the Snow Mountain Sect. My disciple, Shi Yidao, whose martial arts surpass all others in the sect, will become the leader of the Snow Mountain Sect!

Bai Wanjian said, "Mother, I refuse to accept this! He is not some Shi Yidao. I recognize him. He is Shi Potian, the leader of the Chang Le Gang. I want to have a duel with him!"
We ask Master Li and Fairy Cheng to be our witnesses.

If I lose, I won't say a word.

If I win, he'll be fired immediately.

"Shi Potian, do you dare to duel me with a sword?"

Dog said, "I... don't know swordsmanship!"

Bai Wanjian said, "You can use your swordsmanship, your fist techniques, whatever you want, as long as you can beat me by half a move, I'll do whatever you say, otherwise get the hell out of here."

Although Dog Brother was clueless, he knew that the person in front of him was his future father-in-law, and he was willing to give way to him.

Bai Wanjian said, "You must go all out. If you dare to give me even half a move, I will never let you go."

Before he finished speaking, he thrust out his sword.

Dog Brother had just cleaved Liao Zili in two with a single blow, but fearing he might hurt his father-in-law, he dared not use the knife again. He clenched his fists and recalled the Arhat Fist that Li Zhaoting had just taught him.

Seeing the sword coming, Brother Gou gathered his true energy and punched Bai Wanjian with Black Tiger Heart-Piercing. He activated the Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill at full power, and the Buddha's light shone brightly. Behind him, a scene of five hundred Arhats paying homage to Vairocana appeared.

Before Bai Wanjian could finish his moves, his body was controlled by the Buddha's light and he could not move at all. Not to mention Liao Zili and other Snow Mountain Sect disciples, even Cheng Huaixiu and Li Shengnan did not expect that Brother Gou would have such martial arts skills.

Ah Xiu exclaimed in surprise, "Big brother, stop right now!"

Dog Brother was unleashing his full power for the first time in his life, and was immersed in a sudden enlightenment about boxing techniques when he heard Ah Xiu's voice. Only then did he realize that he was beating up his father-in-law. Before he could stop, he frantically punched his fist into the air. With a loud bang, half of the roof exploded.

Bricks and tiles crashed down with a loud crash.

Dog Brother jumped around frantically, completely at a loss.

"I did not do it on purpose!"

"I'll fix your house!"

"Master Bai, are you alright?"

Dog Brother looked at Bai Wanjian anxiously.

Bai Wanjian: (⊙﹏⊙)
Are you even human?

It didn't look like this last time I saw it!
With such a radiant appearance, if you said you were the reincarnation of the Buddha, I wouldn't object!

Shi Xiaocui was equally terrified. She only knew that Brother Gou had profound internal strength, but she never expected it to be this terrifying.

How did this guy acquire his martial arts skills?

Is it all just luck?

What level of luck is this?

Shi Xiaocui thought for a moment and realized that the main reason Bai Zizai had become crazy was that he had no rivals within a hundred miles. If she found him a rival and beat him up, would that cure his madness?

Thinking of this, Shi Xiaocui ordered, "Come with me to the dungeon. I'm going to treat your arrogance madness."

Seeing the terrifying power of Brother Dog's "Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage," and knowing that this handsome young man was Li Zhaoting, the Jiazi Tai Sui who caused rivers of blood wherever he went, the Snow Mountain Sect disciples dared not utter a single word of rebuttal and obediently went to the dungeon.

However, the more astute elders, such as Qi Zimian and Liao Zili, led their disciples behind. Seeing Shi Xiaocui and the others enter the dungeon, they quickly put on the prepared skis and escaped from the back mountain.

We can't gamble our lives on Shi Xiaocui's character. Who knows if she'll turn on us after gaining power, settle scores later, and eliminate us completely?
Respect by running first!

Come find me in the deep mountains and snowy valleys if you dare!

Shi Xiaocui had already guessed that this would happen, so she did not stop them from leaving. After this battle, the Snow Mountain Sect would not be able to recover to its full strength without thirty years of recuperation.

The cell door was opened, and it was quiet inside.

Bai Zizai sat quietly in the chair, neither shouting that he was the leader of the martial arts alliance nor expressing anger towards the traitor; he was as quiet as if he were asleep.

Shi Xiaocui called out, "Bai Zizai!"

Bai Zizai did not respond.

Shi Xiaocui rushed forward and found that Bai Zizai had a soft, sunken chest and a knife stuck in his abdomen. The blade was as bright as silver and seemed to be a Persian scimitar.

"What's going on? Feng Wanli, didn't you say you'd take good care of him? Bai Wanjian, wasn't he still alive when you escaped from prison?"

Shi Xiaocui collapsed to her knees, utterly powerless.

So much happened in such a short time that Shi Xiaocui was completely exhausted, both physically and mentally. If it weren't for her granddaughter Axiu by her side, she might have died of anger on the spot.

Li Zhaoting stepped forward to examine the body, pulled out the scimitar, and analyzed, "This is a scimitar from the Persian Empire. The hilt is inlaid with gold and jewels, and its value is about five thousand taels. The murderer is not a professional killer!"

Axiu asked, "Why do you say that?"

Li Zhaoting said, "Assassins kill for money, how could they possibly leave a precious sword worth five thousand taels here? What assassin family is so extravagant?"

Li Zhaoting pressed Bai Zizai's chest: "This was not a palm strike, but an impact from a heavy object, a weapon similar to a whip or mace. The murderer is extremely strong."

Judgment based on the residual gas flow at the scene.

There were four murderers! (End of Chapter)