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

She originally intended to seek out her senior sister, Wu Xingyun, to resolve past grievances, but to her surprise, the other party not only didn't believe her but also attacked her directly. Li Qiushui was worried about Su Qingfeng's safety and was unwilling to fight Wu Xingyun to the death. She went through a lot of trouble to escape, otherwise she wouldn't have been so late.

"It's alright, Aunt Li. I'm perfectly fine here. You should rest for a while—Yan'er, go get some water for your great-aunt."

Seeing that Li Qiushui was still breathing heavily and her dress was stained with sweat, Su Qingfeng knew that she had rushed back, so he didn't hold it against her for not keeping their appointment earlier.

"Yes, Father."

As Su Yan responded, he secretly observed the veiled woman, his curiosity piqued. This was the Queen Dowager of Western Xia, and a Grandmaster-level expert. He couldn't help but wonder: if he went to Western Xia, what would his status be?

Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan's faces darkened upon seeing another Grandmaster arrive. With this woman present, let alone killing Wu Xiangjun, even getting close would be difficult—this masked woman was a top-tier expert at the late Grandmaster stage. Murong Bo was secretly annoyed: he hadn't expected Su Qingfeng to not only have a Grandmaster wife, but also a Grandmaster relative. If he could have the military strength of Wu Xiangjun and the assistance of two Grandmasters, wouldn't restoring his kingdom be a piece of cake?

"Grandma, please have some tea."

Su Yan took the tea from the soldier and handed it to Li Qiushui. Li Qiushui took it, gently patted Su Yan's head, and smiled.

"Hehe, you must be Su Yan, the one A Luo mentioned in her letter. Not bad, you're already at the fourth level of the Acquired Realm at such a young age. You'll definitely be even more powerful than your great-aunt in the future. When you're older, you can learn martial arts from your great-aunt." "Thank you, Great-Aunt."

Seeing that Li Qiushui was talking to Su Yan, Su Qingfeng turned to look at Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, secretly laughing to himself: This time, that old sly Murong Bo and that madman Xiao Yuanshan are probably doomed.

"Ahem, Murong Bo, there's something I want to tell you, but I don't know if you'd like to hear it?" Murong Bo's heart tightened as soon as he heard Su Qingfeng speak—that damned Lord Wu Xiang was definitely plotting against him again.

"Lord Wu Xiang, what trick are you up to now, you scoundrel? I won't believe a word you say!"

Su Qingfeng smiled slyly: "Really? You don't even want to hear about your son, Murong Fu?"

"That bastard is not my son!" Murong Bo roared angrily upon hearing the name "Murong Fu".

Seeing that he was red-faced and swollen with anger, Su Qingfeng laughed instead: "Murong Bo, if you kill Xiao Yuanshan, I will tell you who Murong Fu's real father is."

Murong Bo scoffed, "Do you think I'd believe your attempts to sow discord? No matter what you say, I won't fall for it!"

Su Qingfeng shook his head regretfully: "That's a pity. You can't explain this secret to your ancestors even if you take it to your grave—you'll never know how your Murong family line ended."

"You...you heartless beast!" Murong Bo trembled with rage, wishing he could kill Su Qingfeng with a single blow.

"Swear all you want. Now tell me, are you going to kill Xiao Yuanshan or not? If not, I'm going to persuade Xiao Yuanshan to kill you—yes, just like you think, I'll go and incite him." Su Qingfeng made a move to walk towards Xiao Yuanshan. After all, Xiao Yuanshan was responsible for the deaths of Xiao Feng's adoptive parents, and Xiao Feng probably didn't know that yet. Even if the plan failed, there wouldn't be any loss.

"Damn it! Lord Wu Xiang, you deserve to die... I'll kill Xiao Yuanshan!" Murong Bo was enraged and suddenly attacked Xiao Yuanshan, unleashing the "Canhe Finger!"

He thought to himself: If I don't make the first move, that bastard Wu Xiangjun will definitely attack Xiao Yuanshan again. That brute might actually make a move. Rather than being passive, I might as well take the initiative—maybe I can even get the truth about my son's parentage.

"Formless Finger of Calamity!" Xiao Yuanshan, who had been on guard against Murong Bo, immediately countered his attack upon seeing him coming. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Su Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh as she watched Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan start fighting. It seemed that Murong Bo was afraid that Xiao Yuanshan would strike first, so he took the initiative, hoping to find out who Murong Fu's father was.

"Lord Wu Xiang, you are truly treacherous."

Dongjun Yanfei watched as Su Qingfeng instigated the two to kill each other. Although Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan knew they couldn't escape death, Su Qingfeng could take their lives without lifting a finger. This Wu Xiangjun was truly cunning and ruthless.

Su Qingfeng glanced at the ruthless Dongjun and mocked:

"Me, insidious? Compared to you Yin-Yang masters, I'm practically an honest man."

"Lord Wu Xiang seems to be quite familiar with our Yin-Yang School."

Dongjun Yanfei gently clasped her hands in front of her abdomen, looking at Su Qingfeng with great interest. From his words, she sensed that Wu Xiangjun had a deep understanding of the Yin-Yang School.

"Of course I know some. Your Yin-Yang School is divided into Left and Right Divisions, with five sub-divisions under each division. By the way, who is the current elder of the Wood Division?"

Su Qingfeng actually wanted to know if, in this world of martial arts, the Elder of the Wood Department of the Yin-Yang Clan was the same Shao Siming named Xiao Yi. He was very interested in the ever-silent Shao Siming, but he didn't know if she was already in the Yin-Yang Clan, or if she was still a young girl.

"Minister Mu is the Black and White Fate Master."

Although Dongjun Yanfei didn't understand why Su Qingfeng was asking about this, it wasn't a secret, so telling him wouldn't hurt.

"So you are the twin Shao Siming, one black and one white. Dongjun, can you tell me if you have already begun the selection process for a new Shao Siming?"

Hearing Dongjun Yanfei say this, Su Qingfeng was somewhat disappointed. It seemed that the young girl, Shao Siming, had not yet appeared, and he wondered if she was already within the Yin Yang School.

Dongjun Yanfei was startled upon hearing this and stared intently at Su Qingfeng, pressing him for an answer:

"How did you know? This is a secret of the Yin-Yang School. Lord Wu Xiang, where did you get this information from?"

"Well, that's just a guess, just a random guess."

Su Qingfeng hadn't expected Dongjun Yanfei to react so strongly. Could it be that the selection of the new Junior Master of Fate was being conducted in secret? He suddenly remembered that it seemed the new Junior Master of Fate needed to defeat the predecessor in order to inherit the position of Elder of the Wood Department.

"Do you think I'd believe you?"

"The Eastern Lord is so beautiful, he will surely believe me."

"Lord Wu Xiang, has anyone ever called you a shameless lecher?"

Su Qingfeng wondered to himself, why did all these women curse him with the same thing? Didn't the ancients have any other curse words?

On the other side, Xiao Feng saw that Murong Bo had injured Xiao Yuanshan and was eager to go forward to help.

"father!"

"Don't come any closer," Xiao Yuanshan said to Xiao Feng, pressing his hand against the wound in his abdomen. "I want to do your mother's work myself."

Xiao Feng clenched his fists and said angrily, "Father, let's kill that old thief Murong together!"

"No, I want to kill Murong Bo with my own hands. Don't interfere."

Why?

"Feng'er, I have endured humiliation and lived in hiding for thirty years, diligently practicing martial arts, all to avenge your mother. This revenge must be taken by me personally." Xiao Yuanshan finished speaking, then turned and glared at Murong Bo. "Today, we will settle this once and for all!"

Before he finished speaking, he disregarded his serious injuries and rushed straight at Murong Bo.

Murong Bo sneered: "Seeking your own death—the Mighty Vajra Palm!"

The palm strike whistled and landed squarely on Xiao Yuanshan's chest.

Xiao Yuanshan neither dodged nor evaded, but took the palm strike head-on, and at the same time gathered all his life's strength to strike Murong Bo's dantian.

"Let's die together—Heartbreaker Palm!"

"No!"

With a loud crash, the two fell to the ground simultaneously.

Xiao Feng was shocked and quickly used his lightness skill to fly over.

In the distance, Dongjun Yanfei sighed softly, "It's over. Xiao Yuanshan's heart meridian is shattered; he can't live. Murong Bo's dantian is destroyed, his martial arts are completely ruined, and he's no different from dead. Two grandmasters, their story has come to an end just like that..."

She couldn't help but glance at Wu Xiangjun Su Qingfeng beside her, her heart trembling: This man is cunning and ruthless; I must be more wary of him in the future.

Su Qingfeng shook his head and said, "It's not over yet."

His gaze swept over the Beggars' Sect, Duan Zhengchun, Wanyan Kang, and the others. Since the Beggars' Sect and Shaolin dared to attack his people, they could no longer tolerate him in his future territory.

Dongjun Yanfei frowned: "What other plans do you have?"

Su Qingfeng chuckled: "A conspiracy? It feels rather awkward to hear such words coming from the mouth of this extraordinary woman from the Yin Yang School."

"Are you... referring to me, or to the Yin-Yang School's constant scheming?"

"Yes, all of them."

Dongjun Yanfei was furious. Although she knew that the Yin-Yang School had been acting secretly all these years, she did not want to be called a schemer. At this moment, she wanted to teach Su Qingfeng a lesson, but he was surrounded by his subordinates, and there were even Grandmasters watching in the shadows, so she had no choice but to hold back.

Little Li Flying Dagger had been listening to their conversation the whole time, so he probably wouldn't let me make a move against Lord Wu Xiang. "Lord Wu Xiang, can you tell me now which adulterer's son Murong Fu is?" Murong Bo stood up unsteadily and asked Su Qingfeng.

Murong Bo's martial arts were crippled, and he knew he didn't have long to live; neither Xiao Feng nor Wu Xiangjun would let him go. Now, all he wanted was to find out who his lover was before he died. Su Qingfeng, seeing Murong Bo's unsteady stance, smiled and said:

"Murong Fu is your son, your biological son. Blood tests for kinship are unreliable; sometimes even the blood of a father and son is different and doesn't mix."

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand. Just know that there are three blood types in the world. The same blood type can mix, but different blood types definitely can't. Like Xiao Feng and his son, they're obviously related, but their blood might be different and incompatible. Murong Bo, do you understand?"

Murong Bo looked at Su Qingfeng with a somewhat crazed expression, then suddenly burst into laughter:

"Hahaha... I never thought that after a lifetime of scheming against others, I would fall into your hands today. Lord Wu Xiang, you truly live up to your name. With just your words, you made me kill my own son and even made me perish together with that brute Xiao Yuanshan... What a skillful tactic."

"Hey, Murong Bo, I didn't ask you to kill Murong Fu. I just wanted you to know if Murong Fu is your biological son. You did it yourself, and I'm not taking the blame for it." "That's...outrageous."

Upon hearing Su Qingfeng's words, Dongjun Yanfei couldn't help but curse out loud.

This guy clearly orchestrated for Murong Bo to kill his son, and now he's pretending to be a good person. If he didn't want him to kill his son, why did he make them do a blood test? Yan Fei felt that what she had done before was nothing compared to what Su Qingfeng had done.

Su Qingfeng casually shoved Yan Fei aside, saying, "Get out of here, this is none of your business." "You dare push me?"

"Oh my god, you're not going to cast a Six Souls Curse on me, are you...?"

Yan Fei glared at Su Qingfeng, furious that he dared to push her away. She had never been touched by a man before, and today she was being rejected and pushed away. Yan Fei wanted to kill him immediately.

"Holy crap, you're not really going to cast a Six Souls Curse on me, are you?"

Su Qingfeng regretted it as soon as she pushed her away—"Oh no, why did I push this ruthless woman? This is a matter of life and death!"

He quickly checked his arm, fearing that Yan Fei might have unknowingly placed the Six Souls Curse on him. He didn't want to die like Han Fei and the leader of the Mohist school, without knowing why.

Yan Fei grew even angrier seeing Su Qingfeng nervously examining his arm. Had this guy been wary of me all along? He mentioned the Yin-Yang School's Six Soul Curse, clearly showing he knew a lot about what the Yin-Yang School did…

Perhaps the egg knows this perfectly well.

Yan Fei watched Su Qingfeng examining her body and almost laughed in anger—how could she have imagined that Su Qingfeng would underestimate her so much? If she really wanted to kill him, why would she need to use the Six Soul Terror Curse?

Even if Su Qingfeng has Grandmasters protecting him, the people the Yin Yang School wants to kill are not people that these few Grandmasters can protect.

"What are you looking at? Even if you were really cursed with the Six Souls Curse, you wouldn't be able to tell now."

Su Qingfeng, hearing her say this, asked in confusion:

"So you didn't cast a curse on me?"

He wasn't really sure. The Yin-Yang School had clearly come to the Song Dynasty specifically to see him, although he still didn't know why Dongjun Yanfei had come.