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

Su Qingfeng glared at Lu Xiaofeng and said to Zhu Yuyan in an annoyed tone:

"Hey, Zhu Yuyan, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak. Look at Fan Qinghui, with that air of a superior being, unlike you, who looks like you're crazy."

"You're asking for it!"

"Oh my god, I'm outta here—Sikong, stop her!"

Su Qingfeng wanted Sikong Zhaixing to stop them, but when he turned around, he found that Sikong had already hidden to the side. He angrily cursed this disloyal fellow:

"You, Sikong Zhaixing, actually ran off by yourself? Without even taking me with you!"

"Do you think I'd dare take you? If you're going to get yourself killed, don't drag me down with you."

Sikong Zhaixing slipped over to Ximen Chuixue's side and wiped the sweat from his brow. He didn't want to be tricked by Su Qingfeng into dealing with Zhu Yuyan—who could afford to mess with that crazy woman?

As Zhu Yuyan approached step by step, Su Qingfeng felt a little guilty:

"Um... Zhu Yuyan, I was just talking nonsense. Can you please let me off this time?"

"cannot."

"Lianxing is still here, are you really going to make a move?"

Do you think Lianxing will save you?

Su Qingfeng looked at Lianxing, but she was engrossed in chatting with another girl and didn't even glance in their direction.

This is troublesome. It seems this madwoman won't give up without some bloodshed. He can't use the Evil Emperor's Relic himself, and he doesn't want the woman beside him to take any risks—who knows if that thing has any hidden dangers?

Zhu Yuyan practices the Heavenly Demon Art, and the Evil Emperor's Relic is full of the cultivation essence of the Demonic Sect masters. Her skill and the relic are a match made in heaven.

Su Qingfeng then planned to give the Evil Emperor's Relic from Yang Gong's treasure trove to Zhu Yuyan, so that she and Wanwan could absorb its essence together. Upon seeing Zhu Yuyan approach, Su Qingfeng quickly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Zhu Yuyan, I'll give you a treasure, will you let me go?"

Zhu Yuyan found his cowardly behavior amusing—she hadn't expected this kid to try and bribe her. What did she need the treasure for? She wanted the Yin Kui Sect to grow stronger and the Holy Gate to unify. Zhu Yuyan was curious to see what he could come up with, so she asked, "What treasure?"

Su Qingfeng caught a whiff of her fragrance and whispered, "It's the one your demonic sect has been searching for for many years." Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuyan excitedly grabbed Su Qingfeng's shoulders: "You...you know where it is?"

Those around were taken aback by Yin Hou's outburst. What treasure could possibly excite Zhu Yuyan so much? Even Fan Qinghui frowned, pondering to herself: Cihang Jingzhai and Yin Kui Sect are irreconcilable enemies. If Su Qingfeng truly gave her the Evil Emperor's Relic, Zhu Yuyan might be able to use it to return to the Grandmaster realm after Shi Zhixuan broke her cultivation level—this made her worry.

Seeing Zhu Yuyan's expression, Su Qingfeng felt helpless. If she weren't so ruthless and heartless, she might have been a decent person. But character is determined by personality, and Zhu Yuyan's character was truly questionable. He rolled his eyes at Zhu Yuyan and said, "Of course I know. If I wasn't worried that Wanwan would burst if she sucked on it all by herself, this treasure wouldn't be yours."

As they were talking, Lu Xiaofeng, clutching his shoulder and pretending to be injured, staggered over: "Su Qingfeng, I lost. Xie Xiaofeng is too troublesome; I can't handle him."

Su Qingfeng looked at his pretentious act, rubbed her temples and sighed, "If we lose, we have to pay back money. Now all these girls are our creditors—see that pretty girl? She bet 100,000 taels of gold by herself. If we just pay her back, we'll be bankrupt."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. His eyes widened as he asked urgently, "Didn't we agree that if they bet on me to win, I would pretend to lose? Why are they all betting on me to lose now?"

Su Qingfeng pointed to Sikong Zhaixing and Fan Qinghui: "Men all bet on you to win, women all bet on you to lose. Think about it, we owe these women hundreds of thousands of taels of gold right now, even if we sold you, we couldn't pay it back."

After hearing Su Qingfeng's words, Lu Xiaofeng stared wide-eyed at the women around him. There were some of them he couldn't afford to offend, and now with so many powerful women gathered together, it seemed he couldn't shirk his responsibility.

"I've worked so hard for half a day, and it's all for nothing! I could sell myself ten times and still not pay back this debt of hundreds of thousands of taels of gold. Su Qingfeng, you are the Martial Lord of the Great Song Dynasty, you must have money. You can pay for it all first, and I'll pay you back slowly later."

"Nonsense! I still have to support the army, officials, and the people. Where would I get the extra money?"

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"Wait and see how it goes."

Seeing the group of women eager to try their luck, and touching the silver notes in his pocket, Su Qingfeng only wanted to slip away. But there were many skilled fighters among these women, and their friends were probably no less formidable. He and Lu Xiaofeng probably couldn't avoid this today.

"Lord Wu Xiang, we've won! Shouldn't we get a share of the winnings?"

Seeing Su Qingfeng and Lu Xiaofeng whispering to each other, Murong Qiudi walked towards them. After taking a few steps, she discovered that the other women who had participated in the bet had also arrived.

She chuckled softly, wanting to see how Wu Xiangjun would handle this situation. She didn't believe Su Qingfeng could come up with so much gold to pay these women right now.

Su Qingfeng and Lu Xiaofeng turned pale when they saw them surrounding them. Lu Xiaofeng nudged Su Qingfeng and said, "Brother Su, you have experience dealing with women, so I'll leave this to you. I'll go rest in the back for a while."

"You bastard! What do you want me to do... Hey? Where is he? Lu Xiaoji, he ran away? We're doomed."

Su Qingfeng was about to grab Lu Xiaofeng to help him deal with the situation when he turned around and found that Lu Xiaofeng had already disappeared. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Murong Qiudi wasn't bothered that Lu Xiaofeng had run away. Her target was Wu Xiangjun Su Qingfeng; whether Lu Xiaofeng was there or not was irrelevant. Seeing Su Qingfeng's unpleasant expression, she smiled and said:

"Lord Wu Xiang, Lu Xiaofeng has run away. You're not going to run away too, are you?"

Su Qingfeng forced a smile, looking at the woman who was giving him a headache. If she hadn't placed the first bet, no one else would have followed suit and placed so many.

"How could that be? I'm not running away."

Zhu Qiqi excitedly grabbed Su Qingfeng's sleeve. This time, she had won 100,000 taels of gold in one go, more than her father had earned in a single instance. Seeing that Su Qingfeng hadn't run away, she quickly stepped forward, wanting to be the first to get the money, and stretched out her hand with a smile:

"Then give it to me. I won 100,000 taels, plus my initial investment, for a total of 200,000 taels of gold. Give it to me first."

Murong Qiudi and the others surrounded Su Qingfeng, watching to see how he would handle the money. Wu Xiangjun certainly couldn't come up with that much silver right now, and seeing his worried look, Murong Qiudi and the others were all curious about how he would explain things to Zhu Qiqi next.

Sikong Zhaixing and the others also came over. They didn't care about the small amount of money they had lost; now they were all curious to see how this Lady Wu Xiang would deal with these formidable girls. These women were all extraordinary in background and quite capable. Even if Su Qingfeng didn't know their details, he could still discern some clues.

Sikong Zhaixing and the others were equally curious about how Su Qingfeng would manage to get past them without offending them. Su Qingfeng looked at the pretty young girl before him and asked, "Little girl, now you can tell me your name, right?"

"Zhu Qiqi".

"Good heavens, Zhu Baiwan is your father?"

"Yes, you know my dad?"

"I don't know him, but I've heard of him."

Su Qingfeng looked at the delighted Zhu Qiqi and felt a little helpless. She had really brought trouble upon herself this time. The daughter of Zhu Baiwan, the richest man in the Ming Dynasty in the martial arts novel—she was a true tycoon. Had Zhu Qiqi not yet met Shen Lang by now? Otherwise, why would she have the leisure to travel to the Sui Dynasty? Thinking of this, Su Qingfeng suddenly had an idea.

He smiled and said to Zhu Qiqi, "Zhu Qiqi, how about I find another way to settle the debt?"

"Change the way? You want to renege on your debt?" Zhu Qiqi's face immediately turned red when she saw that he wasn't paying, and she pointed angrily at Su Qingfeng.

Su Qingfeng quickly waved his hand: "Don't rush, don't rush, I didn't say I wouldn't give it. Xiao Qi, look how rich your family is, this is just a small amount. I have a suggestion—how about I grant you a condition to offset this bet? Any condition is fine, even if you want me to send hundreds of thousands of troops to help you once."

Zhu Qiqi's eyes lit up: "Hundreds of thousands of troops are helping me? You're not lying to me?"

She thought to herself, if this Lady Wu Xiang could really agree to such conditions, that would be a great deal. With hundreds of thousands of troops, even the Ming Dynasty would probably not dare to provoke her in the future.

"Of course, I can draw up a written agreement. But let's make it clear, I'll only help you this once."

"Okay, okay! Quickly draw up a written agreement!"

Seeing that Zhu Qiqi agreed, Su Qingfeng led everyone into the military formation and wrote a document on the table and chairs next to the carriage. Murong Qiudi saw that Su Qingfeng was about to hand it to Zhu Qiqi without stamping it, and gently reminded her with a smile: "Lord Wu Xiang, this document doesn't count unless you stamp it with your Lord Wu Xiang's seal."

Murong Qiudi looked at Zhu Qiqi, feeling a pang of envy. With this written agreement, from now on, neither the imperial court nor anyone in the martial arts world would dare to easily offend Zhu Qiqi. Hundreds of thousands of troops, and even Grandmaster-level experts—if she asked, Su Qingfeng would have to comply. Zhu Qiqi had truly struck gold this time.

"Well, Lord Wu Xiang, are you trying to fool me again?"

"Uh, I forgot for a moment, I'll cover it up right away, I'll cover it up right away."

Su Qingfeng took out his personal seal and stamped it, thinking he could get away with it, but who knew that the troublemaking woman wouldn't stop.

He hadn't intended to break the contract anyway, since Zhu Qiqi would eventually need his help to find Shen Lang—and he knew exactly where Shen Lang was, so fulfilling the promise would be easy. Zhu Qiqi picked up the agreement and smiled:

"Lord Wu Xiang, don't break your promise in the future. I have proof."

Seeing that she was so happy she forgot to take her principal, Su Qingfeng quickly sent her away: "I mean what I say, go away. Who's next?"

At this moment, Wuqing arrived in front of him in a wheelchair and said calmly, "Lord Wuxiang, I don't have much saved up, give it to me first."

Su Qingfeng found her somewhat familiar. He only recognized Zi Nu here, and he could guess who the woman carrying the zither was. The one in the wheelchair, he thought, must be Wu Qing, one of the Four Great Constables of the Ming Dynasty. He looked at her and asked, "What is your name, young lady?"

"ruthless."

Su Qingfeng smiled, steadied her wheelchair, and whispered in her ear:

"Your name isn't Heartless. You didn't tell me your real name—is it Sheng…?"

Wuqing had assumed the lustful Lord Wu was about to take advantage of her, but she hadn't expected him to know her real name. Few in the world knew this, and those who did would never reveal it. She was startled: "How did you know?"

Seeing her surprised expression, Su Qingfeng smiled and said: