Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

Huang Rong looked at Su Qingfeng in surprise:

"You actually know me? I've never been involved in the martial arts world before, and I only recently left Peach Blossom Island. How do you recognize me?"

"I recognize all the beautiful women."

"You really know how to talk..."

"Huang Rong, would you be willing to stay in Suzhou and work for me?"

Su Qingfeng, seeing Huang Rong's beauty, intended to recruit her. Although he knew it might not work out, he wanted to leave an impression on her first, so that they might meet again in the future.

Guo Jing, standing to the side, felt a pang of sadness seeing the two talking so intimately, but he couldn't get a word in edgewise and could only watch silently.

Huang Rong chuckled after hearing this:

"Please, make me an official? Don't even dream about it. I'm a man of the martial world, how could I possibly be an official?"

Su Qingfeng casually picked up Huang Rong's teacup and took a sip:

"That's not necessarily true. If the price is right, you might agree."

Huang Rong blushed, surprised that this man was so unceremonious, drinking leftover tea from her cup. Pretending not to notice, she simply asked:

"Then what do you have that could impress me and make me willing to stay and help you?"

Su Qingfeng smiled and pointed to herself:

"What do you think of me? I was granted the title of Lady Wuxiang at a young age, possessing a city and tens of thousands of soldiers under my command. Why not marry me as your wife, and you will naturally stay."

Huang Rong stood up in shame and anger, pointing at Su Qingfeng and scolding:

"You lecherous scoundrel! So that's what you were thinking! No official is any good, and I'd never like someone like you!"

Su Qingfeng smiled and stood up, preparing to leave:

"That's a real pity. Huang Rong, if you ever want to marry me, come to Lord Wu Xiang's residence anytime. I will always be waiting for you."

Su Qingfeng had achieved his goal, leaving Huang Rong with an unforgettable impression. He knew Huang Rong was very clever and couldn't be rushed.

Huang Rong glared at him and said disdainfully:

"Don't even dream about it, I'll never agree to that."

"Don't speak too soon."

Su Qingfeng waved his hand and left, too lazy to pay attention to Hong Qigong and Guo Jing. Although Hong Qigong was a grandmaster, his wife Jing Ni was a great grandmaster, so he had nothing to fear. As for Guo Jing, he was even less worth mentioning—if he really won over Huang Rong, Guo Jing would be nothing.

"Damn it..."

Seeing Su Qingfeng leave, Huang Rong slammed her hand on the table in embarrassment and anger. She had a terrible impression of Su Qingfeng, but she couldn't understand why he hadn't used force to kidnap her. Did he really have a sure thing about getting her?

Watching Su Qingfeng board the carriage and drive away under the army's escort, Huang Rong felt even more frustrated. If he liked her, why didn't he invite her to come along? Having a carriage was better than walking, but he didn't even ask. Huang Rong wanted to punch him.

Hong Qigong noticed Su Qingfeng's interest in Huang Rong and feared his disciple Guo Jing would miss his chance. Guo Jing was inferior to Wu Xiangjun in every way, but Hong Qigong still wanted to help his disciple—if he could marry Huang Rong, with his and Huang Yaoshi's support, Guo Jing might be able to achieve great things.

He then advised Huang Rong:

"Don't go to Suzhou. Lord Wu Xiang clearly has feelings for you, and going there might be disadvantageous. You should go directly to Xingzilin with Jing'er and wait for me."

Guo Jing quickly chimed in:

"Yes, Rong'er, come with me."

Huang Rong shuddered upon hearing this:

"Guo Jing, just call me by my name. We're not that close."

Hong Qigong chuckled and smoothed things over:

"Guo Jing was just worried about you. You'll naturally get to know each other better as you spend more time together."

Huang Rong looked at the two of them and said simply:

"Never mind, I'll go to Suzhou myself. You and your master can go about your business."

She finally understood: Hong Qigong also wanted to match her with Guo Jing. If she hadn't met Su Qingfeng, she might have traveled with them—but now, she was determined to go and see for herself.

Normally, when she had nothing to do, Huang Rong loved to tease Guo Jing for amusement. But now, she was so troubled by Wu Xiangjun that she no longer had the leisure to tease Guo Jing.

Huang Rong waved to Hong Qigong and Guo Jing, then used her lightness skill to leave. She didn't want to linger; she only wanted to wander around Suzhou City. If she ran into that scoundrel, she was sure she'd give him a good thrashing.

"Huang Rong, Huang Rong!"

"Rong'er, Rong'er!"

Seeing Huang Rong leave, Hong Qigong and Guo Jing hurriedly called to her, neither of them wanting her to leave like that.

Hong Qigong turned to Guo Jing and sighed with a tone of disappointment, "Alas, Guo Jing, if you continue to be so dull-witted, Huang Rong will really be snatched away by someone else."

"Master, what should I do?"

Su Qingfeng returned to Wu Xiangjun's residence and went straight to the backyard to find Jing Ni. He had recently acquired several martial arts manuals, but since he was currently unable to practice them himself, he wanted to give them to Jing Ni to practice first. He would need her protection in the future.

Entering Jingni's room, Su Qingfeng took out the secret manual and handed it to her:

"Madam, I've acquired a few martial arts manuals this time. Please take a look."

Jingni took it, her face showing surprise:

"Huh? How did the One-Finger Divine Skill and the Six Meridian Divine Sword from Dali end up in your hands? The Lingbo Steps, that lightness skill, is also quite extraordinary. As for the Northern Darkness Divine Skill... that technique cannot be practiced; it relies on absorbing the internal energy of others, which can easily lead to qi deviation."

Su Qingfeng stepped forward and put his arm around Jing Ni's waist, laughing:

"Madam, this is for you to practice. Since you can't practice the Northern Darkness Divine Art, then don't practice it. You can practice the rest as you like."

Jingni blushed and gave Su Qingfeng a light glare. She no longer resisted Su Qingfeng's advances; after all, she would be his wife sooner or later, and she also had quite a good impression of him.

"Yes, I'll practice these carefully."

Seeing that Jingni didn't chase him away, Su Qingfeng picked her up and sat her on a chair, asking:

"Where is Yan'er? Isn't she at home?"

Jingni sat on Su Qingfeng's lap, her face flushed red, too embarrassed to look at him.

"She's not here; she's run off again. She's gotten too wild these days and doesn't want to stay home all day."

Su Qingfeng knew that Su Yan was lively and playful, so he wasn't in a hurry to teach her anything. She was intelligent and good at reading people, and might even be more capable than Jing Ni in the future.

Su Qingfeng smiled:

"Never mind, Yan'er is still young, let her play more, we'll talk about it when she's older."

Jingni felt Su Qingfeng's hands starting to wander, and glared at him:

"Aren't you going to find your cousin? Yan'er said she's started practicing martial arts. I still have the Lesser Formless Divine Skill that Aunt Li gave me; I'm practicing it right now."

Su Qingfeng was surprised to hear that Wang Yuyan had started practicing martial arts—she had never practiced martial arts in the novel "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils".

Wang Yuyan is practically a living martial arts manual; she has memorized so many secret techniques. If she were to actually practice martial arts, who knows how powerful she would become.

Seeing Jingni blush, Su Qingfeng leaned over and gently kissed her, saying, "The Lesser Formless Divine Skill? I've heard of that skill; it's quite good. You can practice it first. Later, I'll find you some King-level techniques."

Jingni nestled into Su Qingfeng's arms and closed her eyes. At this moment, she felt particularly at ease and didn't even want to think about whether Su Qingfeng would encounter any trouble in the future.

"By the way, you'd better not go out recently," Su Qingfeng continued. "A lot of martial arts people have come to Suzhou City. You don't know martial arts, so it's not safe for you to go out." He held Jingni and told her about the assassination attempt on the way back.

"I understand," Jingni said, a cold glint in her eyes. "I encountered assassins again on my way back today. They were probably just some scum sent by the Murong family, as annoying as flies. It seems I really need to cause some trouble for the Murong family."

She looked at Su Qingfeng, her tone turning cold: "How about I go and clean up those remnants of the Murong family?"

Seeing how protective she was of him, Su Qingfeng felt a warmth in his heart and said with a smile, "No need, I have my own way of dealing with them, it just takes a while."

Jing Ni blushed and gently pushed Su Qingfeng's hand away: "You should go out first, I need to practice my skills. Don't go too far in broad daylight."

"Hehe, alright." Su Qingfeng stood up, then remembered something, "By the way, Madam, Wang Hu should have arrived in Xianyang, Qin by now. From now on, the assassins of the Luo Wang will no longer be targeting you and Yan'er."

"I believe you," Jingni replied softly.

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Eastern Continent, Great Qin, Xianyang.

Wang Hu, leading a thousand cavalrymen, finally arrived in Xianyang. Once he met the King of Qin, he could complete the task entrusted to him by Lord Wu Xiang.

A Qin general stepped forward and said, "Commander Wang, please rest here for a while. I will come to inform you when the King summons you."

"Thank you, General Meng Tian."

"You're welcome."

After settling the Song envoy, Meng Tian immediately went to the palace to meet King Ying Zheng of Qin. He was also puzzled as to why Lord Wu Xiang of Song had suddenly sent an envoy.

However, when Meng Tian saw those cavalrymen just now, he was secretly surprised - they had an extraordinary aura and were even more elite than the Golden Fire Cavalry he had trained, which made him curious.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," Meng Tian said, bowing.

Ying Zheng asked, "Meng Tian, ​​has the envoy from the Song Dynasty arrived?"

Ying Zheng had previously received a letter from Meng Tian informing him that the Song Dynasty in the southern continent had sent an envoy. Currently, he has not yet assumed full power in Qin, and his authority is still weak. The arrival of the Song envoy might be an opportunity—forming an alliance with Song would likely benefit his ability to assume power sooner.

Meng Tian immediately reported back: "Your Majesty, the messenger has arrived. This time, the messenger is Wang Hu, the commander of the guards of the Great Song Dynasty's Wu Xiang Jun."

After hearing Meng Tian's words, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel disappointed. He had thought that the envoy sent by the Song Dynasty would be someone of some importance, but it turned out that he was just a subordinate of Wu Xiangjun and seemed to offer no help to his current situation.

He waved his hand, his tone indifferent:

"What important business could a mere envoy from the Song Dynasty have? I won't see him; you can go and ask him yourself."

Meng Tian quickly advised:

"Your Majesty, I think it would be best to meet him. This Lord Wu Xiang is no ordinary man. The thousand cavalrymen he brings with him are more elite than my own Golden Fire Cavalry. Moreover, the commander himself is a master-level expert."

Ying Zheng was somewhat surprised upon hearing this:

"What? Their cavalry is stronger than the Golden Fire Cavalry? You didn't read that wrong?"

Ying Zheng knew very well that it was extremely difficult for Meng Tian to train 10,000 Golden Fire Cavalry. To date, there were only 10,000 of them, and their combat strength was already the top of the Qin army.

Meng Tian replied solemnly:

"It is absolutely true, Your Majesty. Lord Wu Xiang's Netherworld Iron Cavalry is indeed stronger, but I wonder how many such troops he has under his command."

"Meng Tian, ​​why do you think Lord Wu Xiang sent an envoy to see me at this time? Although I am now the King of Qin, I am only in name."

"I don't understand either."

"Alright, Ming**, bring that guard commander here. I want to see him."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The next day, Meng Tian led Wang Hu into the Qin Palace. Along the way, Wang Hu saw that the palace was heavily guarded; although not as strong as the Netherworld Iron Cavalry, they were still elite troops.

He nodded to Meng Tian and said:

"General Meng Tian, ​​the Qin Palace is truly a den of dragons and tigers; it won't be easy to break in."

Meng Tian smiled with a hint of pride:

"This is, after all, the Qin royal palace. If anything goes wrong, the Qin state will be in danger. Commander Wang, just how many men are in your Lord Wu Xiang's Netherworld Iron Cavalry?"

Meng Tian was extremely curious about this cavalry and wanted to know if Lord Wu Xiang possessed tens of thousands of such powerful cavalry.

If there were truly tens of thousands of Netherworld Iron Cavalry, few cavalry in the world could rival them.

Wang Hu shook his head and laughed:

"General Meng Tian, ​​this is a secret of the Emperor, and I cannot reveal it without permission."

"Very well. If I have the opportunity in the future, I would like to meet your Lord Wu Xiang."

"If General Meng Tian comes to Suzhou, our emperor will certainly welcome him. You can ask him about it yourself then."

"I hope I'll have the opportunity to go. We've arrived, Commander Wang, please allow me to go in and announce our arrival."

Meng Tian led Wang Hu into a room. This time, King Ying Zheng of Qin did not meet him in the main hall, but waited for this commander of Wu Xiangjun's guards in the study.

Wang Hu bowed to the very young-looking King of Qin and said:

"Wang Hu, Commander of the Imperial Guards of the Great Song Dynasty, greets the Prince of Qin."

Ying Zheng looked at the burly man before him and asked:

"Commander Wang, what brings you to Qin by summoning me?"

Wang Hu took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to the King of Qin:

"Your Majesty, this is a letter from my lord to you. He only instructed me to deliver it to you."

"Meng Tian, ​​bring the letter here."