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

Seeing her annoyed expression, Su Qingfeng simply smiled and walked towards the group of martial artists who had been surrounded. The Beggars' Sect was almost finished dealing with the situation, and the remaining small fry would soon be dealt with as well. Seeing that Duan Zhengchun and Wanyan Kang had not yet been captured, he frowned and gave the order:

"Men, bring Duan Zhengchun of Dali and Wanyan Kang of Jin to the capital. Execute all their men."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

A centurion immediately led his troops to the group of martial artists on the right to arrest the person. Yan Fei walked to Su Qingfeng's side and asked, puzzled:

"Lord Wu Xiang, why did you capture Duan Zhengchun and Wanyan Kang? Do you know that this will bring war to the Song Dynasty?"

She thought that Su Qingfeng might be seeking revenge on the two of them—although they had sent people to attack Su Qingfeng's army, they were, after all, important figures in Dali and Jin.

Lord Wu Xiang couldn't possibly be unaware of this, so why did he still take action? Was he plotting something again?

"you guess."

Su Qingfeng gave Yan Fei a mysterious smile. It was perfect timing that Yan Fei from the Yin Yang Clan had come along; the experts at Tianlong Temple in Dali were there specifically to serve the Yin Yang Clan. If they wanted to uncover certain secrets, they would first have to deal with Tianlong Temple.

"you……"

Yan Fei was furious. If she knew the truth, would she have needed to ask him? She realized that Su Qingfeng was not only unpredictable but also incredibly annoying. If she continued to spend time with him, she would eventually be driven to her death by him.

She knew that Su Qingfeng not only had designs on the Qin Dynasty, but also knew some of the secrets of the Yin-Yang School. Before investigating, she could neither kill him nor offend him.

Su Qingfeng looked at Yan Fei helplessly:

"I was just asking you to guess, what did I do to upset you again? Are you feeling unwell?"

"you……"

Seeing that Yanfei was about to scold him again, Su Qingfeng quickly interrupted:

"Stop with the 'you, you'll understand' later, otherwise you'll see."

"What do I understand? I understand nothing."

"You should understand."

Consort Yan asked angrily:

"What do I understand? You brought me here without saying a word, and I have no idea what you're going to do to Duan Zhengchun and Wanyan Kang. How am I supposed to cooperate? If you were in my shoes, would you understand?"

She suspected Su Qingfeng was setting a trap for her. If she didn't cooperate with him, he probably wouldn't reveal the secrets of the Yin-Yang School's treasured Illusionary Sound Box and the Seven Constellations of the Azure Dragon. This was clearly a threat.

Su Qingfeng had long expected that Yan Fei, with her intelligence, would be able to guess it, but now she pretended to be confused. Did she really think she was so easy to fool?

"Heh, Yanfei, there's no need to try to trick me. What you want to know will become clear later. You just need to see what I say, and you'll know how to cooperate."

Yan Fei's chest heaved with anger:

"So you really do want to use the Yin-Yang School to do your bidding!"

Su Qingfeng clapped softly and praised with a smile:

"Clever. Dongjun Yanfei of the Yin-Yang School is not only beautiful, but also quite intelligent. I'm not using you, but making a deal—I provide intelligence, you do things for me, and we're even."

Duan Zhengchun and Wanyan Kang were brought in. Su Qingfeng looked at the two men, who were bound tightly, and smiled at Duan Zhengchun, saying:

"Duan Zhengchun, Dali and I are truly destined to meet. A few days ago, your son was arrested after a conflict with my daughter, and now you, this damned prince, have been arrested after a conflict with my daughter. Tell me, what should I do with you?"

Duan Zhengchun threatened with a stern face:

"Lord Wu Xiang, I am the Prince of Zhennan of Dali, and my son is the Crown Prince of Dali. Aren't you afraid that arresting us will trigger a war between our two countries?"

Su Qingfeng laughed and kicked Duan Zhengchun in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

"Haha, Prince Duan, do you think I'm afraid of Dali? With your army of over 200,000, I could wipe you out in no time."

Duan Zhengchun fell to the ground and said angrily:

"Lord Wu Xiang, our Tianlong Temple in Dali has two Grandmasters and six other Grandmaster-level experts. Aren't you afraid they'll come looking for trouble for you?"

"I'm not afraid."

"You... Lord Wu Xiang, are you truly not afraid of death?"

Su Qingfeng stepped on Duan Zhengchun's chest and pointed at a beautiful woman beside him, saying:

"Lord Duan, do you see this lady beside me? Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School. Do you know why she's come all this way to help me?"

"Why?" Duan Zhengchun looked at the woman and asked in confusion. He really couldn't understand why Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School of the Eastern Continent would travel thousands of miles to help Su Qingfeng.

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but remind him:

"Are you an idiot? Can't you see such an obvious relationship? And you think you're so dashing?"

Duan Zhengchun glanced at Dong Jun, then at Su Qingfeng, and suddenly a possibility occurred to him:

"I understand! Dongjun is your wife, and that little princess is your child! That's why she saved your daughter."

"I'm speechless..." Su Qingfeng was speechless.

Su Qingfeng was utterly exasperated by Duan Zhengchun's incompetence and stomped on his foot, only to catch a glimpse of Yan Fei glaring at her with murderous intent. Su Qingfeng gave an awkward laugh and pointed at Duan Zhengchun:

"That's all nonsense, it has nothing to do with me."

"You bastard, I'll settle the score with you later."

After Yan Fei finished speaking, she walked to Duan Zhengchun's side and kicked him away.

"Drag Duan Zhengchun over here!"

The soldiers nearby immediately dragged Duan Zhengchun back to Yan Fei's feet. Although they did not know the relationship between this woman and the emperor, seeing that Su Qingfeng did not stop them, they obeyed her orders.

Yan Fei stepped on Duan Zhengchun's leg and exerted force suddenly—

Click!

"Ah—!" Duan Zhengchun screamed in agony.

"My legs, my legs! Lord Wu Xiang, Dali will never let this go!"

"What does this have to do with me? I didn't break your leg, why are you coming to me for revenge?" Su Qingfeng glanced at Duan Zhengchun, muttering to himself. Yan Fei was currently furious, and he didn't want to provoke this fierce woman further. Let Duan Zhengchun bear the brunt of her anger.

"Wang Meng, let the rest of the martial arts practitioners leave."

Seeing that the Beggars' Clan had been wiped out, Su Qingfeng turned to Wang Meng, the commander of the Xuanwu Legion, and gave him an order.

He had no intention of attacking the other martial arts practitioners present, after all, he dared not easily provoke them—what if some old monster was hiding in their sect and came looking for trouble? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Ahem, Wanyan Kang, what do you think I should do with you?"

Wanyan Kang immediately knelt on the ground and pleaded repeatedly:

"Lord Wu Xiang, I know I was wrong. Please spare my life. I will never dare to do it again."

He had seen everything clearly, and he didn't want to end up like Duan Zhengchun. Although the Yin-Yang School's Dongjun was noble and handsome, Wanyan Kang didn't dare to look at him even once.

This woman is really too ruthless—Duan Zhengchun's two legs are already crippled, but she still hasn't stopped. Does she really want to destroy all four of his limbs?

Su Qingfeng looked at the trembling Wanyan Kang before her and couldn't help but sigh. This man was a tragic figure; his biological father, Yang Tiexin, was utterly useless and probably treated him worse than his adoptive father, Wanyan Honglie.

If Yang Tiexin hadn't suddenly appeared, and the Jin Dynasty hadn't been destroyed by the Mongols, Wanyan Kang might have become the emperor of the Jin Dynasty in the future—after all, Wanyan Honglie only had him as his son.

Su Qingfeng even felt that if it were him, he would probably want to get rid of Yang Tiexin as well. This man actually set up a martial arts contest to find a husband in the capital of Jin Kingdom in order to find his wife and children. He was practically pushing his adopted daughter Mu Nianci into a pit of fire.

If Yang Tiexin truly cared for Mu Nianci, why didn't he find her a reliable family to marry into? His intentions were clearly malicious, as evidenced by the martial arts contest for marriage. If Mu Nianci were defeated by a highly skilled martial artist, he wouldn't care about the opponent's age or appearance, as long as they could help save his wife and children. From the moment he adopted Mu Nianci, his motives were likely far from pure.

Looking at Wanyan Kang, whose fate was sealed, Su Qingfeng asked:

"Wanyan Kang, what price are you willing to pay for me to let you go?"

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Kang knew that Su Qingfeng had no intention of killing him, but he was still afraid of having his legs broken by the Yin Yang School's Dongjun, so he hurriedly replied:

"I can have my father give you gold and silver. Lord Wu Xiang, I was foolish this time. Please allow my father to redeem me."

Su Qingfeng smiled gently after hearing this.

Wanyan Kang, how much are you willing to pay to redeem yourself? Remember, you only have one chance. If I'm not satisfied with the amount you offer, I'll hand you over to him. Wanyan Kang immediately replied:

Five hundred thousand taels of gold! I asked my father to use five hundred thousand taels of gold to ransom me.

You're quite sensible. Someone, have this young prince of the Jin Kingdom write a letter to his father.

Su Qingfeng was somewhat surprised, not expecting Wanyan Honglie to be able to come up with so much money. However, considering the recent cession of territory and payment of reparations by the Song Dynasty, he wasn't surprised. He replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Su Qingfeng felt that he hadn't asked for enough this time. The Jin Kingdom probably wouldn't last much longer, but he hoped to have the opportunity to plunder it someday; the benefits couldn't all go to the Mongols.

On the other side, Duan Zhengchun's legs had been broken by Yan Fei's foot, and he begged for mercy from this vicious woman.

Ah...please let me go, I know I was wrong, I'll never dare to mess with your daughter again!

Su Qingfeng shook his head upon hearing the pleas for mercy. Poor fellow, Duan Zhengchun still doesn't understand what he did wrong; it seems he's going to lose his hand too.

Hearing Duan Zhengchun's screams, Wanyan Kang trembled with fear; he certainly didn't want to fall into the hands of that cruel woman. Seeing him trembling like that, Su Qingfeng said irritably:

What are you trembling about? Write a proper letter! You'd better explain to your father what you've done. If he dares to make any rash moves, you'll end up like Duan Zhengchun.

Wanyan Kang nodded quickly: Yes, yes! My father will definitely redeem me and take me back; he will never do anything reckless.

He was filled with regret now; if he had known he would encounter something like this, he would never have come to Xingzilin to join in the fun.

Wanyan Kang secretly resolved never to get involved in martial arts affairs again. The women in the martial arts world were truly terrifying, especially those with high martial arts skills—he had certainly witnessed it firsthand with the women beside Wu Xiangjun today.

Seeing that Consort Yan was really going to cripple Duan Zhengchun's hands, Su Qingfeng quickly spoke up:

Yanfei, don't kill him, he's still useful.

Upon hearing this, Yan Fei stopped what she was doing, walked up to Su Qingfeng, and glared at him fiercely:

Su Qingfeng, did you deliberately quote Duan Zhengchun like that?

Seeing that she looked like she was about to attack, Su Qingfeng hurriedly explained:

I simply wanted to guide Duan Zhengchun so that he would realize that I was on the same side as your Yin Yang School. That way, the Grandmaster of Dali wouldn't dare to make a move easily, after all, your Yin Yang School's Donghuang Taiyi is a Celestial Realm expert.

Yan Fei suddenly grabbed Su Qingfeng and said angrily:

I don't believe a word you say, you bastard!

She was furious—she and Su Qingfeng were clearly innocent, so how could that bastard Duan Zhengchun think she was Su Qingfeng's wife and even made up a daughter?

Su Qingfeng said repeatedly: This time I really didn't lie to you.

Yan Fei sneered twice:

hehe!

Yan Fei didn't believe a word Su Qingfeng said at this moment. She was convinced that Su Qingfeng was deliberately trying to make Duan Zhengchun misunderstand her relationship with him.

In this way, Duan Zhengchun would assume that Wu Xiangjun had close ties with the Yin-Yang School, and even if the Grandmasters and Masters of Tianlong Temple knew that Duan Zhengchun had been captured by Wu Xiangjun, they would not dare to act rashly. Seeing that Yan Fei didn't believe him, Su Qingfeng didn't explain further. He really didn't dare to say much in front of this fierce Dongjun, but being held so close by her was undeniably awkward. Noticing that all his soldiers had their heads down and dared not look in their direction, Su Qingfeng quickly reminded them:

"Um... Yanfei... we're too close. Please let go of me, or my subordinates will think you're going to do something inappropriate."

"You lecherous scoundrel, you..."

Yan Fei then realized that she was pressed tightly against Su Qingfeng, face to face, looking almost like they were about to embrace to onlookers. She was both ashamed and furious, and immediately decided to plant the Six Soul Terror Curse on Su Qingfeng.

Seeing her ashen face, Su Qingfeng spoke up to remind her:

"Yanfei, it's you who's holding on to me and won't let go. Don't blame me for getting so close."

"you……"