My wife is a reborn big boss

Chapter 408 I am Qu Wuming

That night, at three-quarters past midnight, in a small grove outside the town.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you really sure?" Wu Qiong said expressionlessly.

"I've made up my mind." Wu Ning sat cross-legged, his body radiating a faint, warm, jade-colored light.

He is using the Jade Planting Technique with all his might.

"Master Qu, you only need to infuse my body with sword energy. Whether I can digest it afterwards is up to me."

"You can't digest it." Wu Qiong put his right hand on his shoulder. "Even a 'Void Realm' expert wouldn't be able to digest my sword energy even after twenty years, you can't. But considering we're from the same origin, you should be able to withstand sword energy at the 'Sword Level Three' level. Any more and you're dead."

I'll ask one last time, are you sure you want to accept this?

"Ha! I've long since disregarded life and death. Besides, this is the eighth time you've asked me today," Wu Ning laughed nonchalantly. "Come on, I can do it."

"If you think it's OK, then it's OK," Wu Qiong said, pursing his lips, and channeled sword energy into his body.

But you've hurt three people!

The moment the sword energy entered his body, Wu Ning let out a muffled groan and activated the Jade Planting Technique with all his might!

For a long, long time.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, gritting his teeth, "This really hurts."

"You chose it, boss." Wu Qiong shrugged. "Anything wrong? If not, come take a few steps and let me see."

"I still can't move." Wu Ning tried to move his neck, then gasped sharply, "It fucking hurts!"

"I told you, but you didn't believe me." Wu Qiong took out the first three moves of the "sword technique" and handed them to him. "Here, learn it if you can, and if you can't, just pour sword energy into the sword and throw it outwards."

Unfortunately, once his sword energy entered his body, it was like a bone-deep infection, something he could never get rid of for the rest of his life.

"This pain is indeed unbearable, but it is nothing compared to the regret in my heart." Wu Ning struggled to his feet, swayed, and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you, Hero Qu, for giving me this opportunity. I will never forget this kindness."

"Don't forget it." Wu Qiong waved his hand and said seriously, "Remember this well, there is no way to break through this sword energy. Even if you want to commit suicide, it will be difficult unless someone who practices the same sword technique cultivates it to the level of 'Sword Two' or even touches the edge of 'Sword Three' before they can break through this protective sword energy and hurt you."

Besides yourself, I am the only one in this world who knows this sword technique, but I may soon retire from worldly affairs.

Therefore, if you take on disciples in the future, remember that this sword technique should only be passed on to a little beggar named Wu Qiong in Anzhou City. This sword technique requires extremely high talent, and it is very difficult for others to cultivate it to a high level on their own.

He stared into Wu Ning's eyes and said, word by word, "Remember, it must be the little beggar named Wu Qiong."

Although he didn't know what grudge Wu Ning had against Wu Qiong, Wu Ning still agreed: "I will follow your orders, hero. However, Anzhou City is quite large. Where will we find that child in the future?"

"On the day of the heavy snow in Anzhou City, Wu Qiong will appear." Wu Qiong patted him on the shoulder, making him grimace.

"In short, I will destroy the Demonic Sect in three days. You will come with me then. If you encounter anyone you want revenge against, you can deal with them yourself. Everyone else is mine."

Wu Ning paused for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

"And what about this humble monk?" Xuan Kong, who was just standing by, asked.

Wu Qiong glanced at him: "You're too weak. Just stay down at the foot of the mountain and provide backup."

Xuan Kong: "."

Three days later, at a distance from Mount Hua.

Wu Qiong looked up at the two towering mountains in the distance, which resembled twin lotus blossoms reaching into the clouds, and murmured, "I've never heard of two Mount Huas."

More than a decade later, he opened a restaurant at the foot of Mount Hua, and even twenty years later, the Black Dragon Society's stronghold was located on Mount Hua.

But he remembered there was only one mountain there. When did another one suddenly appear?

"Amitabha, Mount Hua is originally a twin mountain, isn't that common sense?" Xuan Kong asked, somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that, just as I guessed, Wuming came from another realm?

No, impossible! People from other realms wouldn't understand the human world so well.

Although his understanding was subtly different.

Wu Qiong was speechless. Common sense?

In his common sense, there was only one mountain, Mount Hua, in this area.

and many more!

Could it be

Could it be that this other mountain was created by myself?

He closed his eyes, his spirit returned to heaven, and looked down upon the earth.

Every flower and blade of grass within a radius of dozens of miles was presented to him.

"Heh," Wu Qiong opened his eyes, a smile playing on his lips.

This demonic sect truly lives up to its reputation as the most powerful force in the world.

There are more than sixty experts at the Innate level or above, including twenty-five at the "Dao Fa Zi Ran" level and one at the "Dong Xu" level.

Presumably, the Twenty-Four Protectors, the Twelve Venerables, the Eight Great Sect Masters, and Li Tianxie are all on the mountain at this moment.

This is a good opportunity to try out the sword techniques that Shi'er taught me.

The two "Years" and the decorative iron sword in his shrine all floated behind him.

"Dog, you stay here and don't move. Wait for me to come back. Maybe I can bring you back some oranges."

Xuan Kong didn't understand his meaning and thought he was joking.

He silently recited a Buddhist chant and solemnly said, "Nameless, be careful in everything."

"Ha!" Wu Qiong took the "Years" No. 1, along with the other two flying swords floating behind him and Wu Ning, and strode towards Mount Hua.

"When I return, we'll drink and reminisce again!"

After walking several hundred steps, several disciples of the Demonic Sect blocked their path.

"Who are you! How dare you trespass on our sect's sacred ground!"

Wu Qiong did not answer, nor did he stop walking.

Behind him, two crimson flying swords transformed into two scarlet meteors, instantly piercing through the throats of the group!

Upon entering the mountain gate, nine thousand five hundred steps come into view, reaching straight into the clouds!

Countless elites from the demonic sects poured out from above, determined to take the head of this man in green robes and white gowns!

"Ha!" Wu Qiong said casually, and went up step by step.

"Who are you!"

"kill!"

"This person must not be allowed to advance any further!"

Shouts and commands rang incessantly in his ears, but Wu Qiong remained silent, taking one step at a time.

One step, one kill.

A quarter of an hour later, he stood atop the mountain, with thousands of headless corpses standing tall behind him.

However, the blood had flowed downstream, staining the "ladder to heaven" red.

He stopped, not because of the person blocking his way, but because of the towering figure standing like a mountain across the vast expanse of sky connected by iron chains.

"Oh."

With a slight smile, he moved with the wind.

"Sword Technique One: Life and Death Tribulation!"

The world has color.

This color is neither black nor white; it resembles gray or silver.

In a short while, Wu Qiong appeared in front of Li Tianxie.

The eighteen guardians who blocked the way have all been killed, leaving only one Venerable of the "Dao Fa Zi Ran Jing" on the mountain peak.

But all of this is no longer relevant to Wu Qiong.

The Venerable One's opponent was Wu Ning.

"A sword strike like a rainbow astounds the world, a long song laments the namelessness." Li Tianxie sighed, "The title of 'Sword Master' belongs to no one but you."

"No problem, there's no time like the present." Wu Qiongping held up the "Years" in his hand. "I have long admired the name of Sect Leader Li. Today, we will determine who is superior and who will live or die."

The bitter liquor stung my throat and my heart ached. Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Ah, I'm the girl who grew up with me, now wearing a wedding dress, but my heart remains as still as a deep well.

Perhaps what I love isn't her, but rather the shadow in my heart from the past.

This reminds me of my first love in junior high school, but I'll talk about that later.

(End of this chapter)