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

Su Qingfeng rolled his eyes at him. He had already found out from the secret guards what Lu Xiaofeng had been doing in Luoyang these past few months. He didn't know how much of the Dugu family's money he had squandered.

Su Qingfeng sat down next to Ximen Chuixue, nodded to him, and turned to Lu Xiaofeng mockingly, "Little Lu, you're still as mischievous as ever. I heard you've been having a great time these past few months, indulging in all sorts of vices?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked embarrassed and quickly retorted, "Slander! How could someone as upright as me do such a thing? Someone must be jealous of me and spreading rumors!"

"Alright, I can't be bothered with your affairs." Su Qingfeng waved his hand, then looked at Sikong Zhaixing, "The Yang Gong Treasure Vault will be opened soon, and we'll need your help then."

He didn't want to waste time chatting with Lu Xiaofeng; he would only open the treasure vault after Fan Qinghui, Zhu Yuyan, and the others broke through their limits. As for Jingnian Temple, it was not a match for them at the moment; he would have to wait for Shi Guanyin, Bai Ruobing, and Donghuang Taiyi to arrive before making any plans.

"Don't worry, Lord Wu Xiang, I'm an expert in mechanisms." Sikong Zhaixing nodded, then asked, "But what do you plan to do about the incident at Cihang Jingzhai?"

Sikong Zhaixing and the others also learned of the changes at Cihang Jingzhai, and were surprised to find that there was a terrestrial immortal of the Celestial Realm inside. Fan Qinghui was punished by the sect for refusing to be an enemy of Su Qingfeng. If they hadn't lacked strength, Sikong Zhaixing and the others would have wanted to go and rescue her.

Su Qingfeng waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements for Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple. Once my people arrive, that will be the time for their destruction."

Seeing that he had a plan, Sikong Zhaixing nodded and said, "It's good that you're prepared. Just let me know when you want to open the treasure vault."

"must."

After listening to this, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask Su Qingfeng out of curiosity:

"Lord Wu Xiang, what happened to the Celestial Realm woman who took you away that day? How did Shi Guanyin manage to release you unharmed?"

"Want to know?"

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Su Qingfeng smiled and said to Lu Xiaofeng, "Shi Guanyin has submitted to me; she is now my woman."

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng's curious expression, he simply told her. Anyway, Shi Guanyin would arrive soon, and there was no way to hide it; Su Qingfeng had never intended to conceal anything from his woman.

Lu Xiaofeng stared at Su Qingfeng in astonishment, never expecting that he could subdue Shi Guanyin; it was simply unbelievable.

"You're really something, aren't you? You even managed to win over a terrestrial immortal at the Celestial Realm. Is there any woman in the world you can't handle?"

Sikong Zhaixing and Ximen Chuixue, who had been resting with their eyes closed, also looked at Su Qingfeng in shock. A master of the Celestial Realm, the over-100-year-old Shi Guanyin, had actually been subdued by him? How did he do it?

Ximen Chuixue felt a deep sense of despair. He struggled to defeat even a late-stage Grandmaster, a Great Grandmaster was still a distant dream, and the Celestial Realm was something he dared not even entertain. Did he really have to call Su Qingfeng "Big Brother" forever? His face was grim; was he destined to live in this man's shadow for the rest of his life?

Su Qingfeng smiled smugly at Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Of course, don't you know who I am?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook her head helplessly at his expression. But when it came to dealing with women, this man was truly unmatched.

Shi Guanyin has been famous for decades. If he could subdue such a master, then those famous villains who have been renowned for many years will probably not be able to escape his grasp in the future.

Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

Women like Zhu Yuyan, Fan Qinghui, Yaoyue, and Lianxing are all stunning beauties whose charm remains undiminished over the decades. Shi Guanyin is even rarer; countless handsome men pursued her in her youth, yet she remained unmoved. She probably never imagined that she would be won over by a man much younger than herself.

"I'm leaving. Just seeing you makes me angry."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to stay any longer. The thought of all those beautiful young women throwing themselves into Su Qingfeng's arms made him feel quite bitter. He just wanted to go to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion to clear his head.

"We are at the Fortune Inn. You can come find us if you need anything."

Sikong Zhaixing waved to Su Qingfeng and left with Lu Xiaofeng. He didn't want to stay there and envy Su Qingfeng; out of sight, out of mind.

Ximen Chuixue stood up, looked at Su Qingfeng, and said with a frustrated expression, "Big...Big Brother, I'm leaving now. Call me anytime if you need anything."

"Alright, second brother."

Su Qingfeng watched Lu Xiaofeng and the others leave, and couldn't help but smile. In this world of martial arts, Lu Xiaofeng and his companions were probably his only male friends.

Thinking that most of the people he knew were women, Su Qingfeng felt somewhat helpless. He really didn't find many men in the martial world agreeable—they were either hypocrites or full of malice. Not eliminating them was already a show of leniency.

In the following days, Fan Qinghui and the others continued to absorb the Suihou Pearl, and Xue Nu and the others had not yet emerged from seclusion. It seemed that it would take several more days for them to fully absorb the pearl and break through their current realm.

These days, Su Qingfeng has been taking Xiaomeng and Lianxing around Luoyang every day. He also took Lianxing in on the second night, and now he has two women on his left and right, living a happy life.

Inside the Dugu valve,

Looking at the clansmen kneeling all over the room, You Chuhong felt a headache coming on. Ever since Wu Xiangjun moved into the Dugu clan, these young men had become increasingly unruly, and today they had all been brought here by Wu Xiangjun's secret guards.

A member of the Dugu clan knelt on the ground, weeping as he addressed the cold-faced You Chuhong:

"Grandma, does Lord Wu Xiang look down on our Dugu clan? We only slept with a few women, and those guards beat us up badly, saying they'd imprison us if we did it again. Grandma, you have to do us justice!"

Yu Chuhong slammed her cane on the ground and snapped, "Shut up! You're all useless and only good for making things worse. How dare you discuss Lord Wu Xiang?"

She knew in her heart that her granddaughter, Dugu Feng, was currently breaking through in the secret chamber, and her aura was already evident. She would probably be able to advance to the Grandmaster realm soon—and she was not the only one breaking through.

This filled her with both joy and worry. She knew all too well what kind of person Wu Xiangjun was, and she feared that Dugu Feng would likely be taken into his fold sooner or later. It seemed that the only promising descendant of the Dugu clan was beyond her control.

But this is for the best. With Dugu Feng by Wu Xiangjun's side, even if the Dugu clan declines in the future, they will still be safe. After all, Wu Xiangjun will surely be the sole ruler of the Southern Continent in the future.

Another member of the clan said indignantly:

"Grandma, now that our Dugu clan has pledged allegiance to Lord Wu Xiang, how can you not care about his disrespect towards you?"

You Chuhong shouted in exasperation:

"Manage? You bunch of good-for-nothings, you expect me to offend Lord Wu Xiang? Do you even know how Wang Shichong died? Do you want to be targeted by the Shadow Assassins too?"

"We..." The man was speechless.

The Dugu clan members were terrified. They all knew about Wang Shichong and his cronies being assassinated overnight, and the news had spread throughout the mansion, attributed to assassins under Wu Xiangjun's command. Now, hearing You Chuhong's words, they were even more frightened, fearing that Wu Xiangjun might one day turn against them as well.

Yu Chuhong got angry looking at her bunch of good-for-nothing grandsons and said sternly:

"If any of you dare to misbehave in Luoyang again, even if Lord Wu Xiang doesn't punish you, I will not let you off easily! Now get out of here and reflect on your actions for a month! During this month, none of you are allowed to step out of your rooms!"

"Yes, Grandma..."

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Jingnian Temple in Luoyang.

Inside the meditation room, a graceful and beautiful woman was perusing martial arts manuals. After reading the secret manuals of Jingnian Temple for a while, she sighed softly, got up, walked to the window, and looked at the scene in the courtyard with a hint of helplessness in her expression.

"Sigh, it's been almost ten years since I got here... I don't know when my grandmaster and master will allow me to return to Cihang Jingzhai. Perhaps, it would be best if I never went back."

This woman was Qin Mengyao, the second disciple of Yan Jing'an. She had been arranged by the nun to practice martial arts here since she was a child. Although she was unwilling, she dared not disobey her master's orders.

In the secret Buddhist hall of Cihang Jingzhai, Qin Mengyao had witnessed far too many fates of female nuns who disobeyed the orders of the nuns—tortured and then mercilessly executed. She had seen far too many of those scenes.

"Benefactor Qin, your junior sister Jin Bingyun requests an audience," a young monk announced from outside the room.

Qin Mengyao was slightly taken aback, then chuckled, "Junior sister? Jin Bingyun? Hehe, I didn't expect that after more than ten years, Master would take on another disciple... Bring her over."

"Yes."

Qin Mengyao hadn't expected Yan Jing'an to take in another prostitute. Why did Jin Bingyun suddenly arrive at this moment? Could it be that her grandmaster and master had already revealed themselves and were no longer hiding their whereabouts?

"Jin Bingyun greets Senior Sister."

Jin Bingyun entered the meditation room and saw a woman with a serene demeanor sitting inside. She knew this was her senior sister, Qin Mengyao, whom she had never met before. Yan Jing'an had praised this senior sister many times, and seeing her today, she truly felt that she was extraordinary.

Qin Mengyao looked at her junior sister, whom she was meeting for the first time, with a sense of doubt in her heart.

She had long since lost all hope in her master, Di Ni. Di Ni, in pursuit of her goals, didn't care about the lives of these lowly beings. Qin Mengyao even felt that Cihang Jingzhai, what kind of righteous sect was it? With Di Ni around, it was probably even more chilling than the Demonic Sect.

But now, she is still powerless to resist.

Qin Mengyao was determined to save her master, Yan Jing'an. If it weren't for Yan Jing'an, she would have starved to death in the wilderness long ago, so she absolutely could not abandon her master.

Looking at the sorrowful Qin Mengyao, Le Bingyun didn't know how to comfort her senior sister whom she had just met. These matters were not something a mere junior like her could decide. She even wondered if her grandmaster would also make her sacrifice herself to appease a tiger if she encountered a similar situation in the future.

In the dungeon of the Dugu Clan, Yan Jing'an and dozens of Cihang Jingzhai disciples were imprisoned. With her cultivation sealed, Yan Jing'an appeared no different from an ordinary woman. The fact that she hadn't been interrogated for many days aroused her suspicions.

"Your Majesty, all the people from Cihang Jingzhai are here."

"Yes, you may leave."

"Yes."

As she pondered, Yan Jing'an heard someone arrive. It was none other than Fan Qinghui's man, Wu Xiangjun Su Qingfeng, the ruler of Luoyang. She was filled with unease, fearing that this lecherous man would take advantage of her.

Su Qingfeng led Xiaomeng and Black Widow to the prison gate and saw that Yan Jing'an looked well and still beautiful, not like a prisoner.

"Yan Jing'an, you should know why I have come."

Seeing the two women beside him, Yan Jing'an cursed inwardly that this man was indeed a lecher, taking women everywhere he went. But with them around, she was perhaps safe for the time being. She glanced at Xiaomeng and the Black Widow, and said disdainfully to Su Qingfeng, "How would I know what Lord Wu Xiang's purpose is?"

Seeing her sneer at Su Qingfeng, Black Widow roared, "How dare you! A prisoner doesn't even bow to his master, and dares to be so disrespectful! Do you want to die?"

Yan Jing'an didn't care at all: "Hehe, then kill me."

Seeing her like this, Su Qingfeng knew this woman was not to be trifled with, but he found it even more intriguing. He had never tried interrogating a peerless beauty before; should he perhaps resort to some torture?

He grabbed the enraged Black Widow, stroked his chin, and asked, "Yan Jing'an, aren't you afraid of death?"