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

He coughed lightly, interrupting Song Shidao's gaze:

"Young Master Song, don't forget you're my prisoner now. If you continue, do you want me to chop you down with one stroke?"

"No, no need..." Song Shidao quickly stopped talking.

Fu Junzhuo pondered for a moment, then said firmly to Su Qingfeng:

"Lord Wu Xiang, I want to fake my death for six months. I hope you can help me spread the word that I am dead."

Su Qingfeng countered with a question:

Why should I help you?

"I...if I knew everything you said was true, I would follow you from now on." "**" "No." "Su Qingfeng, if you dare agree, I'll kill you."

Su Qingfeng was taken aback by Fu Junzhuo's words.

Although Fu Junzhuo was beautiful, Su Qingfeng was never short of women, and some of them were even more beautiful than her.

Su Qingfeng had no romantic feelings for Fu Junzhuo; she was just testing the waters because she thought she might need this Korean woman in the future.

Song Shidao, who was listening from the side, turned pale.

He was in love with Fu Junzhuo, how could he tolerate her being interested in someone else? He wished he could step forward and stop her immediately.

As Murong Qiudi approached, she heard Su Qingfeng talking to a Korean woman.

As she listened, the woman mentioned wanting to follow Su Qingfeng. Murong Qiudi's anger flared, and she glared at Su Qingfeng, cursing:

"You bastard, can't you live without messing with women? You're such a slut!"

Su Qingfeng felt a headache when he saw Murong Qiudi appear.

This woman is ruthless; why is she also here to cause trouble?

She had just threatened to kill him if he agreed; when did she become his woman? Had she been bewitched by him these past few days?

Su Qingfeng looked at the furious Murong Qiudi and said:

"Murong Qiudi, what nonsense are you talking about? When have I ever provoked a woman? I was just telling her the truth. You're new here and don't know the situation, so don't talk nonsense."

"You think I'd believe you? You're a complete liar!"

"How could I be a liar? If you can't explain yourself, I'll deal with you."

"You dare!"

"You'll see if I dare!"

Snapped!

Su Qingfeng moved swiftly, closing in and slapping Murong Qiudi on the buttocks before she could react.

"Ah! You bastard! I'll kill you!"

Murong Qiudi was filled with shame and indignation, having been hit there in front of everyone, and was about to retaliate.

Seeing that she was really going to make a move, Su Qingfeng quickly grabbed her and teleported onto the horse.

He did not want to clash with Murong Qiudi at this time. This woman was cunning and ruthless, and he needed to keep her calm for the time being.

Sitting on his horse, Su Qingfeng held Murong Qiudi close and whispered in her ear:

"Stop arguing, I'm busy with important matters. We can talk about this when we're alone later."

Murong Qiudi was held in his arms, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.

"You... put me down right now."

"No way."

"You really are..."

"That's it for me."

"simply……"

"Say whatever you want."

Murong Qiudi was helpless against Su Qingfeng's shamelessness, yet being held in his arms made her feel exceptionally safe. Was this what it felt like to like someone?

Seeing that Murong Qiudi was blushing and leaning against his chest without struggling, Su Qingfeng was a little puzzled: Could it be that Murong Qiudi has really fallen for me? Although we've been bickering a lot these days, it's never come to this... Could it be because I accidentally touched her there before, making her develop feelings for me?

While holding Murong Qiudi, he turned to Fu Junzhuo, who was also blushing, and said:

"Miss Fu, I have no intention of taking you as my subordinate. I just couldn't bear to see a Han Chinese like you being humiliated by Fu Cailin. I will help spread the word about your faked death. I don't expect anything in return, I only hope that you can help me if I need anything in the future."

"Thank you, Lord Wu Xiang. If what you say is true, I will certainly repay you in the future."

Fu Junzhuo himself couldn't explain why he had blurted out those words. At this moment, he felt regret and embarrassment. He didn't even dare to look up at Su Qingfeng, for fear of being ridiculed by him.

Su Qingfeng glanced around and saw the Song sisters, Song Yuhua and Song Yuzhi, staring at her in a daze. The two filthy boys beside them must be Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. Su Qingfeng hadn't expected them to be with Fu Junzhuo and Song Yuzhi again.

"Someone, get those two filthy brats out of here, they're an eyesore."

He didn't want to deal with Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling at the moment—they were still carrying that fake Longevity Manual, which would only serve to keep them in the spotlight.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling were taken aback by what they heard, not expecting that Lord Wu Xiang would let them go without even asking. Although his words were harsh, the two had been mingling in the streets for a long time and knew that they could not afford to offend a nobleman, so they silently lowered their heads and retreated.

Fu Junzhuo wanted to remind Su Qingfeng that the two people possessed the Longevity Technique, but was gently stopped by Hua Yuenü. Although she was puzzled, seeing that there were many people present, she decided to find an opportunity to tell them privately later.

At this moment, Song Shidao approached Fu Junzhuo and said gently:

"Don't worry, Miss Junzhuo. If Lord Wuxiang is willing to let us leave, I will do my best to help you."

Thank you.

"You're welcome."

At this moment, Du Fuwei was also brought over by the secret guards. Upon seeing this, Hua Yuenü and Hua Xingnu immediately stepped forward and sealed the cultivation of Du Fuwei and his subordinate generals, fearing that they might suddenly turn against Wu Xiangjun.

Su Qingfeng looked at Du Fuwei, whose cultivation was restricted, and smiled slightly:

"General Du, I never expected you to surrender. You are a man of principle, able to bend and stretch, truly a hero of your time. If your Jianghuai army had better discipline, your future achievements would likely have been far greater."

Du Fuwei looked dejected, raised his eyes to look at Su Qingfeng, and said bluntly:

"Lord Wu Xiang, now that you have surrendered, you may kill or torture me as you please."

Seeing his expression, Su Qingfeng burst into laughter:

"Du Fuwei, I have no intention of killing you. I am merely residing in Yangzhou temporarily. If you do not attack the city, I will not bother with you. Have your men prepare one million taels of silver, and I will release you and your army to return home."

Du Fuwei was somewhat surprised. He had just wanted to take Su Qingfeng's life, so why did the other party seem so unconcerned? Could there be a trap?

One million taels was no small sum, but Du Fuwei could manage to scrape together the money. His only concern was that Wu Xiangjun might renege on his promise after receiving the payment.

"Is this true? Does Lord Wu Xiang really intend to let me go?"

Su Qingfeng looked at this "money bag" and nodded in response:

"Of course it's true. Once the money arrives, I'll release him immediately. I always keep my word and would never cheat you."

"You have no credibility whatsoever, you're nothing but a lecherous and treacherous scoundrel," a low murmur came from the side.

Murong Qiudi was disdainful of Su Qingfeng's high-sounding words. She knew that this man was definitely up to something bad again, and with Du Fuwei being targeted by him, he was unlikely to have a good time in the future.

Hearing her whisper, Su Qingfeng reached out and gently stroked her waist, issuing a low warning:

"Murong Qiudi, if you continue to oppose me, I might really take you in. I wouldn't mind having another beautiful wife like you."

Murong Qiudi slapped his hand away, her cheeks flushed, and glared at him, saying:

"I mind! Dream on! How could I possibly be interested in someone as cunning as you?"

"Who can say for sure? Maybe you're destined to be mine."

Stop daydreaming.

"Then let's have a long talk by candlelight tonight, shall we?"

"roll!"

Murong Qiudi was truly helpless against this rogue. However, Su Qingfeng's words just now stirred something within her.

Thinking back on everything since she met Su Qingfeng, although he had taken advantage of her time and time again, and she knew he was cunning and lecherous, she didn't know when she had gradually developed feelings for him.

Murong Qiudi felt exceptionally relaxed when she was with Su Qingfeng, able to say whatever she wanted without having to maintain the airs of a well-bred young lady.

Seeing her embarrassed and annoyed expression, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but hug her tightly—her figure was so good that he couldn't bear to let go for a moment.

Holding Su Qingfeng in her arms, Murong Qiudi frowned slightly, glanced at him, then closed her eyes and nestled against him. She didn't want to think about it now; she'd deal with the future later.

Seeing that Du Fuwei was still pondering, Su Qingfeng urged, "Du Fuwei, what's your decision?"

"I promise you, Lord Wu Xiang. I hope you will keep your word."

"Rest assured, I always keep my word. Now send a general back to collect the money to ransom you and your army."

"clear."

Du Fuwei turned to give instructions to the selected generals, and Su Qingfeng stopped looking at him. This was just the beginning; he planned to give Du Fuwei another warning every now and then.

Su Qingfeng noticed that Song Yuzhi was glaring at him, and felt helpless: This little firecracker, even though I don't provoke her, she always seems to want to cause trouble? Has she forgotten that I am a prisoner? She doesn't act like a prisoner at all.

And what about Tong Hu? Why is he dragging his feet on capturing Li Shimin? Li Shimin only has two or three hundred men left, how could he not handle him?

Su Qingfeng was growing impatient. With a woman still in his arms, he wanted to talk to Murong Qiudi more about their relationship. If Murong Qiudi truly had feelings for him, wouldn't the Heavenly Venerable Organization then become his?

He wasn't as foolish as Xie Xiaofeng. If he got such a beautiful and capable woman, he would never discard her as easily as Xie Xiaofeng did.

"Su Ming, order Tong Hu: Kill Li Shimin's remaining subordinates and bring Li Shimin here immediately. If Song Que obstructs you, have the Netherworld Iron Cavalry annihilate him."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing the order, Song Yuhua hurriedly pleaded, "Lord Wu Xiang, please spare my father!"

Su Qingfeng smiled at her flustered appearance. Song Que wasn't so easy to kill. He'd only been intimidated by Tong Hu. As a Grandmaster, it shouldn't be difficult for Heavenly Blade Song Que to escape from the army.

"Why should I let him go? What good would it do me to do?"

"I...I can give you money."

"Oh? How much are you planning to pay to ransom your father?"

Song Yuhua was at a loss. She never concerned herself with outside affairs at home; she was just a sheltered young woman and was not familiar with these matters.

Song Yuzhi quickly chimed in, "I don't have any money, but my father does! As long as you don't kill him, he'll definitely give you money."

"Sister, Father will definitely be alright. With his abilities, if he really wanted to escape, even Lord Wu Xiang's army couldn't stop him. You don't need to bow down to this scoundrel."

"Haha, little chili pepper, if your dad tries to run away, I'll use you guys to threaten Song Que. Do you think he'll still leave then?"

"you**!"

"So what if I'm a Grandmaster? Your father is a Grandmaster, do you expect me, a mere Innate Realm cultivator, to fight him head-on?"

"Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the people of the martial arts world?"

"The winner takes all, the loser is condemned. Surely Song Da-bu doesn't understand that?"

"I……"