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

"I just came out in a horse-drawn carriage."

Su Qingfeng flicked her forehead helplessly:

"Didn't the Xuanwu Legion of Gusu City stop you?"

This girl is getting more and more disobedient; she even dares to joke with me now. If this continues, what will she be like when she grows up—no, it seems I can't control her anymore.

"They did stop us, but I showed them the jade pendant you gave me, and they let us go. Father, you should take this jade pendant back." Su Yan hugged Su Qingfeng, smiled as she finished speaking, and handed the jade pendant back to him.

Su Qingfeng didn't answer, but simply said:

"Silly girl, keep it safe. Don't come to such dangerous places again."

Seeing that her father refused to take it back, Su Yan had no choice but to put it away for now, thinking she would pass it on to her younger siblings later. After putting the jade pendant away, she smiled and said to Su Qingfeng:

"Father, I came here with an army. And you? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble, coming here without knowing any martial arts?"

Su Qingfeng coughed awkwardly and quickly explained:

"Well, your Aunt Li's mother is here, isn't she? She's a Grandmaster. It's just that I wonder where that woman has gone..."

Su Yan nodded in agreement. She knew that Aunt Li's mother was a Grandmaster, and with her there, her father should be safe.

Su Yan looked at Wanwan, who was staring intently at her, and was filled with curiosity—was this barefoot woman really her stepmother? She didn't seem like it at all. She tugged at Su Qingfeng's hand, pointed at Wanwan, and asked:

"By the way, Father, you still haven't told me, is this Wanwan my stepmother?"

"No. Ouch! Wanwan, why are you pinching me again!" Su Qingfeng didn't expect Wanwan to suddenly attack, and he gasped in pain.

He was just joking with Su Yan, saying that Wanwan was her second mother, but when he noticed that Wanwan's expression was not quite right, he told the truth this time, but who knew that he would anger this little vixen again.

Wanwan ignored Su Qingfeng and bent down to speak softly to Su Yan:

"You must be Su Yan? I am your stepmother, but your father abandoned me. Don't believe his lies; he's deceiving you now."

Su Yan sized up Wanwan, not believing at all that she was her father's woman—if she really was, why hadn't he seen her in the past few months? Her father had clearly said that there were no other relatives in the family. If Wanwan really was her, he would definitely have told her mother, or at least he would have told her.

She rested her chin on her hand and said with a smile:

"Really? I don't quite believe it."

Seeing that Su Yan didn't believe her, Wanwan quickly added:

"Of course it's true! Why would I joke about my reputation?"

She actually quite liked Su Yan, the little girl. Although she couldn't take her as a disciple, it wouldn't be bad to have her as a nominal stepmother—of course, she would never let that bastard Su Qingfeng take advantage of her in the slightest.

Su Qingfeng, who was standing nearby, overheard this and muttered under her breath:

"Does the Yin Kui School still have any reputation?"

Upon hearing this, Wanwan angrily shouted at him:

"Su Qingfeng! Are you tired of living? If you talk nonsense again, I'll make you regret it!"

"Wow, Wanwan, are you a cat? Your ears are so sharp!" Su Qingfeng was startled, then remembered that Wanwan was a grandmaster-level expert, and was immediately worried that she was about to unleash her power.

Wanwan glared at him, too lazy to pay any more attention, then turned and pulled Su Yan up, whispering something to her.

Su Qingfeng glanced at them but didn't interfere. Anyway, Su Yan was very clever, and it wouldn't be easy for Wanwan to get information out of her.

He then noticed Huang Rong glaring at him from the side, but he couldn't be bothered with the crazy girl. Now that Su Yan was hanging out with Huang Rong all the time, he was probably going to get even wilder.

This Huang Rong is definitely going to corrupt Su Yan—Su Qingfeng secretly resolved that she would have to keep Su Yan away from her from now on. Otherwise, if Su Yan were to start sneaking out like Huang Rong did, like this time when he ran to Xingzilin, it would definitely be Huang Rong's fault, and that would be troublesome.

Xiao Feng and Abbess Miejue approached Su Qingfeng and bowed respectfully. Xiao Feng said, "Lord Wu Xiang, I am Xiao Feng. Thank you for saving my life, Princess." Abbess Miejue also said, "This humble nun, Miejue, greets Lord Wu Xiang."

Su Qingfeng quickly returned the greeting: "Hero Xiao, Abbess Miejue, we are so grateful to you for protecting Su Yan this time."

Seeing that he had no aristocratic airs, Xiao Feng laughed loudly and said, "Your Majesty is too kind. The little princess has saved me many times, so it is only right that I protect her."

Seeing that Huang Yaoshi was not present and Li Mochou was far away, Abbess Miejue seized the opportunity to propose to Su Qingfeng that she wanted to take Su Yan as her disciple: "Lord Wu Xiang, the young princess is extremely talented. This humble nun would like to take her as her disciple. Is that possible?"

Su Qingfeng thought to himself, "This Abbess Miejue is only at the Innate Realm, yet she wants to take Su Yan as her disciple. We already have a Grandmaster like Jing Ni and a living martial arts manual like Wang Yuyan at home, why should we let Su Yan fall into the trap of the Emei Sect? Besides, Miejue has an eccentric personality, and he really doesn't want his daughter to become her disciple."

He looked apologetic and politely declined, saying, "Master, Su Yan is only six years old, still very young. Her mother probably wouldn't want her to leave home to learn martial arts so early. It would be better to wait until she's a little older before considering her apprenticeship."

Abbess Miejue still refused to give up: "We can first establish a master-disciple relationship, and it won't be too late for the little princess to come to Emei to learn martial arts when she is a little older."

At this moment, Huang Rong interjected, "Abbess Miejue, Su Yan has already agreed to become my father's disciple. You're too late."

Abbess Miejue frowned upon hearing this, secretly wondering whether Huang Rong's words were true or false. Seeing Su Yan and Huang Rong so close, she couldn't help but worry that Huang Yaoshi might have already secured their master-disciple relationship.

As Huang Rong pondered, she noticed Su Qingfeng secretly giving her a thumbs-up. She was puzzled, thinking: Was he praising her for being clever and finding a good disciple for Father? Or did he originally not want Su Yan to join Emei, and I unintentionally helped him?

Su Qingfeng looked at Huang Rong, smiled slightly, and turned to Abbess Miejue, saying—

"Abbess Miejue, Su Yan is still young, and I don't want her to become a disciple so early. How about we wait a few years and let her decide for herself whether to become your disciple or Huang Rong's father? What do you think, Abbess?"

After thinking about it, Abbess Miejue thought this method would work, at least for now Su Yan wouldn't become Huang Yaoshi's disciple.

"Very well, so be it as Lord Wu Xiang says. The little princess is indeed too young now. I will visit Lord Wu Xiang again when she is a little older."

Su Qingfeng was delighted to hear this and said:

"I am naturally happy to welcome you to Suzhou, Master. I also hope that my daughter, Su Yan, can become your disciple in the future."

Su Qingfeng thought to herself that Abbess Miejue would probably pass away soon, and then Su Yan wouldn't need to become her disciple. But why wasn't this abbess as domineering and stubborn as the legends described? Had even her personality changed in this martial arts world?

To be honest, Abbess Miejue was actually quite good-looking, still retaining her charm, and she didn't have those two unsightly long eyebrows.

At this moment, Huang Rong hurriedly asked Su Qingfeng:

"Su Qingfeng, where's my father? Can he come looking for Su Yan?"

Actually, Huang Rong wanted to play with Su Yan. Although Su Yan was young, she was clever and sensible, which suited her temperament well, and Huang Rong liked the girl quite a bit.

Su Qingfeng rolled her eyes at Huang Rong:

"Your dad can come, but you don't need to."

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong angrily questioned:

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. Su Yan sneaking off here this time was definitely your idea, wasn't it?"

"I...I didn't! We just wanted to meet up, so we came to watch the Beggars' Sect gathering together."

"I don't believe you at all."

"You're asking for it!"

"Hey, loosen your grip! Don't you know there's a difference between men and women?"

Su Qingfeng watched Huang Rong bite his arm, feeling helpless. He had truly been defeated by a woman today. First it was Lin Shiyin, and now it was Huang Rong. This Huang Rong was even more troublesome than Lin Shiyin.

Huang Rong glared at him:

"Su Qingfeng, I've decided to visit your place!"

"Oh."

"What are you laughing at!"

"Was that a laugh? You can't even tell the difference between mockery and laughter, yet you think you're incredibly smart."

"Su Qingfeng, do you want me to make a move here? If you keep going against me, I'll really beat you up."

"Oh."

Huang Rong gritted her teeth, glared at him fiercely, and was furious. The occasion wasn't convenient for her to fight, but she had already decided that she would find a chance to beat this annoying guy up later.

By this time, Murong Bo's men were in a bloodthirsty frenzy. The battlefield was littered with corpses; of the original large number of martial artists, only about a hundred remained, and of Murong Bo's original hundred-plus Xiantian masters, only about forty survived. The battle was incredibly brutal.

"Father, save me! I don't want to die!"

Song Qingshu was entangled by a master at the second level of the Innate Realm. He, with only the seventh level of the Acquired Realm, was no match for him and could only hope his father would come to his rescue. Song Yuanqiao arrived using his lightness skill, repelled the Innate Realm master, and then carried Song Qingshu away from the battlefield, asking, "Qingshu, are you alright?"

Song Qingshu coughed a few times, clutching his stomach, and replied, "Father, I'm fine, just a minor injury." Song Yuanqiao saw the footprints on his abdomen and said angrily, "I told you not to get involved in this, but you wouldn't listen. Now you know how dangerous the martial world is, right?" "I'm sorry, Father, I'll definitely listen to you from now on."

Meanwhile, Yue Buqun also took the opportunity to extricate himself from the melee. There were too many experts in the arena, and although he was at the sixth level of the Innate Realm, staying any longer would likely endanger his life. Madam Ning Zhongze breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him leave safely. Although she now disapproved of Yue Buqun's actions, he was still her husband, and she did not want to see him get into trouble.

Duan Zhengchun was filled with terror—nearly a thousand martial artists had been decimated by Murong Bo's hundred-odd men. Duan Zhengchun was their leader; if all the martial artists died here, he himself would surely perish. He frantically shouted, "Charge! Kill Murong Bo's men! They only have forty-odd left, and we have over a hundred experts outside. Let's join forces and wipe them out! Otherwise, we'll all die!"

Despite his fierce shouts, Duan Zhengchun and his guards kept retreating. He had to find a way to escape, otherwise, once all the martial arts practitioners here were dead, he would never be able to leave.

Lin Shiyin stayed beside Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min, diligently recording the names of those who had escaped—something Su Qingfeng had instructed her to do before leaving. Although she didn't understand Su Qingfeng's intentions, she still carefully noted down the information of each person who had left. Seeing a young man being rescued, she quickly asked Zhou Zhiruo, "Zhiruo, who was that person rescued by the middle-aged man just now?"

Seeing that she was constantly writing down the names of those who had left, Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously, "Shiyin, what exactly are you doing? Why do you keep asking us who those people who escaped are? If you don't explain clearly, Zhao Min and I won't tell you."

Zhou Zhiruo was puzzled, unable to fathom why Lin Shiyin had memorized these names. Was it for future revenge? But why would Lin Shiyin want revenge? Could it be to avenge Su Qingfeng? Zhou Zhiruo knew that Lin Shiyin's cousin was highly skilled in martial arts; perhaps she would ask him to cause trouble for these deserters in the future.

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Lin Shiyin and became even more certain of her guess—Lin Shiyin must have fallen for that guy Su Qingfeng.

Zhao Min glanced thoughtfully at Lin Shiyin, then looked at Murong Bo, feeling sorry for the old man. Su Qingfeng was determined to bring this old schemer down this time…wait, why am I calling him an old schemer too? Looks like I've been influenced by that Su Qingfeng guy.

Seeing another person quietly leaving, Lin Shiyin said anxiously:

"Zhiruo, you'll understand in a moment. Tell me quickly, there's also that other person—he also sneaked out just now, and he's even more shameless than that young man."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo was no longer in a hurry. She glanced at the two people and said to Lin Shiyin:

"That young man is Song Qingshu of the Wudang Sect of the Ming Dynasty, and the one who just quietly withdrew is Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect of the Ming Dynasty."

"Okay, got it."