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

Sikong Zhaixing looked at Lu Xiaofeng suspiciously—this guy has always been fond of teasing, why would he suddenly say these things to me? Could it be that he's trying to trick me again, just like Su Qingfeng? He remained expressionless and simply said, "Don't give me that."

Lu Xiaoji, who wouldn't love to watch such a stunning beauty? But even the most alluring beauty requires a certain lifespan to enjoy it! Which of those girls is easy to deal with? They're either highly skilled in martial arts or have powerful backers. Tell me, which one would I dare to mess with?

Seeing that Sikong Zhaixing still refused to go to Su Qingfeng, Lu Xiaofeng was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

Sikong Zhaixing shook his head and laughed at him:

"That's true. If Su Qingfeng can't handle those women, he'll be in big trouble later. Sikong, you should go and help him; after all, you're brothers."

"Hmph, Lu Xiaoji, you underestimate Su Qingfeng too much. Although that guy doesn't know martial arts, he has his own way of dealing with women. He's never failed to win over any girl he wants. Even a ruthless woman like Yaoyue, hasn't he subdued her now?"

Hua Wuque, who had been listening quietly, couldn't help but speak up when the topic suddenly turned to his aunt, Yaoyue:

"Sikong, my aunt is not with Su Qingfeng, don't talk nonsense."

Sikong Zhaixing patted his shoulder and laughed:

"Xiaobai, does that mean it's okay for them to hug and cuddle? Do you have to see them come out of the room disheveled before you'll believe it? Sigh, you're still too naive."

"you……"

Seeing that the conversation was drifting further and further away, Lu Xiaofeng quickly squeezed out Hua Wuque and said to Sikong Zhaixing:

"Xiao Bai, Sikong Zhaixing is right. Sikong, we're going to make a fortune this time—see Ximen Chuixue and Wei Zhuang? Zhu Wushi just said that as long as we get Su Qingfeng involved, he'll take responsibility if we lose, and we'll split the winnings."

"I know Zhu Wushi is definitely after Su Qingfeng, but that's none of our business. Su Qingfeng is a shrewd fellow; he won't fall for it. Sikong, now it's all up to you to tell him."

Why aren't you going?

"I just escaped from Su Qingfeng, how could I dare go back! He actually wants me to return the money to those other girls, I want to live a few more years!"

"You're afraid, but don't you think I'm not? I'm not going. No wonder you were acting so strangely earlier; you were setting a trap for me. You're just like Su Qingfeng—shameless."

"Sikong, are you really not going?"

"If you're not going, just give up."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't persuade Sikong Zhaixing, and could only sigh. It seemed the battle wouldn't be able to start this time. He looked at the increasingly fierce fight between Ximen Chuixue and Wei Zhuang, and sighed again:

"It's so frustrating to see all that money slip away right before your eyes."

Zhu Wushi, who had been listening for a while, understood that Lu Xiaofeng and the others were wary of the women around Su Qingfeng. He glanced around at Su Qingfeng and knew in his heart that he couldn't afford to offend those women either.

Right now, he can only rely on Su Qingfeng's three friends to vouch for him. As long as Su Qingfeng's name appears on this betting platform, he won't have to worry about finding people to bet.

Although they don't absolutely need the Longevity Formula this time, if it can truly grant immortality, it will surely spark a fierce competition in the future.

Su Qingfeng will be the key – anyone who wants the Longevity Formula must first obtain Su Qingfeng's assistance. Zhu Wushi also wants to obtain the Longevity Formula; if it can save his beloved woman, any price he pays will be worthwhile.

Zhu Wushi immediately wanted to get closer to Su Qingfeng. Su Qingfeng not only commanded tens of thousands of troops, but more importantly, he had three women at the Grandmaster level by his side: Yaoyue and Lianxing were always by his side, as was that elusive lady. Moreover, the Yin Kui Sect and Cihang Jingzhai seemed to have close ties with Su Qingfeng as well.

Zhu Wushi thought for a moment, then walked to Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing's side and said:

"Lu Xiaofeng, you only need to write a guarantee that Su Qingfeng is also a brothel owner, and Sikong Zhaixing and this young man should also act as guarantors, then I can open this brothel."

"really?"

Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was interested, Zhu Wushi nodded. He knew that as long as Lu Xiaofeng and the others wrote a guarantee, even if Su Qingfeng disagreed, he would find it difficult to refuse. Lu Xiaofeng's friends were always very loyal, and since Su Qingfeng had become his friend, he shouldn't mind Lu Xiaofeng making the decision on his behalf.

"It's true."

Lu Xiaofeng quickly pulled Sikong Zhaixing and Hua Wuque toward the group of men:

"Alright, we agree. Let's hurry up and start the fight, or Ximen Chuixue and Wei Zhuang will be almost done fighting."

"Lu Xiaofeng, remember to write a guarantee?"

"Okay, we'll write it right away."

On the other side, Su Qingfeng was being held back by Fan Qinghui and couldn't get away. At this moment, Xie Xiaofeng also approached. His face was grim as he came to Murong Qiudi's side, glanced at Su Qingfeng and Fan Qinghui, and said directly to Murong Qiudi:

"Murong Qiudi, this Lord Wu Xiang is no good person. You must not associate with him."

Murong Qiudi looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a hint of helplessness:

"Xie Xiaofeng, I have nothing to do with you, and you'd better not interfere in my affairs."

She was now somewhat fed up with Xie Xiaofeng. Although he wasn't a bad person, he was a wandering, unsettled rogue. If Su Qingfeng hadn't appeared, Murong Qiudi might have still asked Xie Xiaofeng for help, but now that she had Su Qingfeng, who was even stronger than Xie Xiaofeng, she naturally no longer considered Xie Xiaofeng.

Moreover, Murong Qiudi had already learned that her fiancé, Mr. Mao, was actually a friend of Xie Xiaofeng. Upon learning this, she completely ruled out Xie Xiaofeng. Even if Su Qingfeng refused to help her, she would find someone else to assist her.

Xie Xiaofeng glanced at Murong Qiudi, then turned and left. Since Murong Qiudi had already made her point, he had no face to stay any longer. Seeing him head towards the men's martial arts arena, Zhu Qiqi couldn't help but say to Murong Qiudi in surprise, "Your suitor is really persistent; it seems he hasn't given up yet."

Murong Qiudi noticed the subtle glances from the women around her, her face flushing slightly. She whispered, "So what if he's persistent? Even if Xie Xiaofeng keeps pestering me, I won't be with him. Zhu Qiqi, don't pick a playboy in the future, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

Zhu Qiqi quickly waved her hand and laughed, "I'm still young, there's no rush to get married. Murong Qiudi, you and Huang Xuemei arrived early, what kind of person is this Lord Wu Xiang, Su Qingfeng? I always feel that he's a bit..."

Seeing her clever appearance, Murong Qiudi deliberately teased her, "Su Qingfeng is a shameless man. Don't associate with him too much, or he might eat you alive."

"Is it that terrible? Then why don't you all leave him, and instead ask him for promises?"

"That's because he commands a large army and has friends who are Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters. Didn't you see all the women around him? They're all experts."

"I see. So, apart from not knowing martial arts and being a bit... well, Su Qingfeng isn't that bad, otherwise those bastards wouldn't have stayed by his side."

Zhu Qiqi bit her fingertip, recalling how those women had subtly approached Su Qingfeng earlier, seemingly not entirely because of that promise. As for why they wanted to get close to Su Qingfeng, Zhu Qiqi couldn't figure it out for the moment.

Murong Qiudi glanced at her and secretly shook her head. She knew that if Zhu Qiqi continued to associate with Su Qingfeng, she would probably be devoured until nothing was left.

At this moment, Su Qingfeng was being held back by Fan Qinghui and couldn't break free, feeling helpless. Fan Qinghui was clearly determined to achieve her goal.

"Fan Qinghui, can you please stop bothering me? Can I give Shi Feixuan the promise you wanted?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Qinghui knew that Su Qingfeng was still unwilling to make her a promise, and she glared angrily, saying, "You just let Zhu Yuyan and Wanwan share the Evil Emperor's Relic, but only gave it to me, Cihang Jingzhai. Isn't this blatant favoritism towards the Yin Kui Sect?"

"I have no intention of helping the Yin Kui Sect. You Cihang Jingzhai can deal with the Yin Kui Sect however you want, I will not interfere."

"How did you obtain the relic of the Evil Emperor?"

Su Qingfeng was puzzled as to how Fan Qinghui had guessed that the treasure was the Evil Emperor's Relic. He simply said, "This is my secret, and I won't tell anyone else—unless it's my woman who asks. Fan Qinghui, do you want to continue asking?"

Fan Qinghui's face turned bright red after hearing Su Qingfeng's words. She never expected that this person would set his sights on her—she was much older than Su Qingfeng, and this damned guy was too presumptuous.

She recalled the relationship between Su Qingfeng and Yaoyue. She had already been surprised to see them embracing, and now she was even more worried that Su Qingfeng might actually attack her. Fan Qinghui was both ashamed and angry, glaring at him and saying:

"Get out! You're a scoundrel! Don't forget about Shi Feixuan. If I find out you didn't help her, I'll never forgive you!"

Su Qingfeng waved to Zhu Yuyan, then turned and boarded the carriage. He hadn't expected Fan Qinghui to blush, but he had no other thoughts about this devout Buddhist.

Upon entering the carriage, Su Qingfeng saw Consort Yan practicing her internal energy to heal her injuries, while Changsun Wuhou was also meditating. Wanwan and Shi Feixuan stood guard nearby. Su Qingfeng walked over and sat down between Wanwan and Shi Feixuan, casually putting his arms around them, and asked:

"Feixuan, is Yanfei's injury any better?"

Shi Feixuan's cheeks flushed slightly as she nodded in response:

"You're out of danger now, your condition has stabilized, don't worry."

"That's good. What about Changsun Wuhou? Hasn't he developed his internal energy yet?"

Seeing Su Qingfeng's clueless expression, Wanwan couldn't help but laugh:

"Young Master Su, how can one cultivate internal energy so quickly? I'm afraid it will take Changsun Wuhou another half a day to develop internal strength."

Su Qingfeng lightly patted Wanwan's bottom and warned:

"Little vixen, behave yourself. If you tease me again, I'll eat you up."

Ever since he sat down, Wanwan's toes had been rubbing against his lap, making him unbearably itchy. If it weren't for the fact that Wanwan's Heavenly Demon Technique hadn't yet reached the eighteenth level, he probably would have actually taken her.

Wanwan withdrew her foot and nestled in Su Qingfeng's arms, no longer daring to cause trouble, afraid he would really hit her. She quickly changed the subject:

"Su Qingfeng, what's the situation outside?"

Both she and Shi Feixuan heard the sounds of fighting coming from afar. Although they were far away, they could still feel the faint sword intent, and knew that there must be sword masters fighting.

"Su Qingfeng, you're having a great time with two women on either side of you. I've been here for ages, haven't you seen me at all?"

Just as Su Qingfeng was about to answer, he suddenly heard Yaoyue's voice coming from behind him. Turning around, he saw Yaoyue reclining on the couch where he was resting, a posture that almost made him have a nosebleed.