Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Bian Bufeng leaned closer to the carved wooden window and peered inside through the window crack.

The candlelight flickered a few times, illuminating the faces of several women inside. Qin Keqing sat in front of the embroidery frame, holding a thin needle in her hand, the tip of which reflected a faint light under the candlelight.

Xiao Zhao rested her chin on her elbow on the table, staring intently as if she were studying.

Cheng Ying and A Zhu sat side by side, flipping through the papers and documents in their hands, and whispering about the amounts related to the allocation of grain and fodder.

Zhong Ling leaned against the soft couch in the corner, a white ferret lying on her knees, its nose twitching as it nuzzled her palm.

A red lizard was lying on the back of the sable. The lizard had its eyes closed, its tail drooping slightly next to the sable's ears, and it was not moving at all.

Since Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju were going to Tianshan to protect Li Canghai, Ruizhu and Baozhu were responsible for adding tea, lighting lamps, and taking care of the young mistresses.

Bian Bufu swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

They stared wide-eyed. The women in the Qin Prince's mansion were all exceptionally beautiful and had outstanding figures. The one in plain clothes had a perfectly voluptuous figure, while the one dressed as a foreigner had deep facial features and fair skin.

The one in the green shirt didn't show much emotion, while the one next to her kept his head down, flipping through papers, and seemed very well-behaved.

The youngest girl on the couch had two black braids, the ends of which draped over her shoulders and swayed slightly.

Bian Bufu's desires rose. These women were just as beautiful as his niece Wanwan. He really didn't know where Qin Han had found so many beauties.

While Bi Shouxuan was fighting with someone in the front yard, he found an opening in the back. He was determined to get his hands on all these women tonight, and then he ran his tongue around his lips.

He pushed the wooden window open with force, and his body went straight through the gap, his feet making no sound as they landed on the floor tiles inside.

Cheng Ying immediately noticed that there was someone in the room. She looked up and saw a thin man dressed in black standing in the middle.

The other person's eyes kept darting back and forth between them, a disgusting smile on their face.

She straightened up and picked up the jade flute from the table.

"Who is it?"

A'Zhu tensed up and moved half a step to the side to protect Qin Keqing and Xiao Zhao behind her. Zhong Ling also straightened up from the couch, the ferret in her arms whimpered twice, and stared at the extra man in front of her.

Bian Bufeng stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over all the women, his face nonchalant as he surveyed the surrounding furnishings.

"Hey, ladies."

"I am Bian Bufu, the Demon Hidden One of the Yin Kui Sect, and I have come to invite you ladies to come over."

He moved closer, his gaze lingering on Qin Keqing and Cheng Ying's faces, making clicking sounds as he spoke.

"The King of Shu is quite capable. He keeps so many beautiful women in his harem. Doesn't he worry that you'll be lonely at night?"

"Why don't you guys just come with me? I guarantee you'll feel like you're in heaven every night."

Qin Keqing's face was cold, and the veins on the back of her hands were visible as she clenched her handkerchief tightly. She was a typical virtuous wife and loving mother.

During the time Qin Han was away, she stayed in the inner courtyard admiring flowers, composing poems, and doing needlework, waiting for Qin Han to return and see the results. She never encountered a lecherous scoundrel like Bian Bufu.

Xiao Zhao protected her sister Ke Qing, and pulled out a small leather whip from somewhere.

Because A'Zhu needed to impersonate Qin Han and oversee the Prince's mansion, she was aware of the abilities of the little guy "Chi Yuan".

But having never witnessed Chi Yuan unleash his fury firsthand, he was actually a little uncertain and curious about just how powerful this little guy really was.

"If you touch us even slightly, when my lord returns, I'm afraid your Yin Kui Sect won't be able to handle it!"

Bian Bufu laughed out loud. Xiao Feng had already been lured away by Bi Shouxuan, and Chang Zhen and Fa Nan had also lured away most of the guards. Who could stop him now?

"You've got a good tongue, young lady."

"Your prince has already fled to Western Xia. By the time he returns, you'll all be in my bed. Besides, even if he's right here, I can kill him right in front of you!"

He was confronted with Bian Bufu's arrogant and shameless words.

Cheng Ying brought the emerald green flute close to her lips, pressing her fingers against the holes on top one by one. Her inner strength spread out along with the melody she blew, making the flute sound exceptionally shrill.

"The Song of the Rising Tide of the Blue Sea"

As the music began, a tangible sound wave imbued with true energy shot out from the end of the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute) and struck Bian Bufu's neck.

Bian Bufeng's expression remained unchanged, and he did not take a single step back. He simply extended two fingers of his right hand and held them horizontally in front of his throat, trapping the energy wave that had instinctively shattered the wood between his fingers.

He used his fingertips to circulate true energy, crushing the energy wave into dust. The remaining sound waves scattered wildly for a few moments before disappearing without a trace.

Cheng Ying's eyes widened slightly, clearly surprised that this side was able to trap sound waves.

A Zhu drew her short sword and charged forward. Bian Bufu didn't even turn his head; his sleeve swept in her direction.

A chilling wave of air struck A'Zhu from several feet away.

She let out a muffled thud, her body uncontrollably pulled backward, the dagger in her hand fell onto the brick surface, and she crashed into the shelf behind her, knocking down several books.

Bian Bufeng withdrew his hand and his gaze fell on Cheng Ying again.

"Oh, I love it when you guys are disobedient."

He stretched out his right arm, mobilizing all the chilling internal energy in his body. A friction sound emanated from the surroundings, and the air in front of him was compressed and deformed by the internal energy, gradually forming the outline of a purplish palm.

The palm was much wider than a human's, with a blue aura emanating from between the fingers. The cold air emanating from it reached the porcelain bottle by the wall, which was quickly covered with a layer of white frost and then shattered into several pieces.

Zhong Ling quickly walked to the front of the crowd.

The mink's back was arched in a rounded shape, its fur stood on end, and it kept making noises as it faced the approaching people.

Bian Bufeng stared at the fearful expressions on the faces of the people opposite him, feeling increasingly pleased.

He felt that coming to the Prince of Qin's mansion tonight was a perfectly reasonable thing to do. The old man outside was stalling for time, so he could take full advantage of the backyard.

"Now you all better follow me obediently! Otherwise..."

The purplish handprint descended upon them, compressing the airflow in the room to an extremely dense level.

Cheng Ying tried to gather her inner energy to play again, but it was too late.

At the same moment, the mink that Zhong Ling was protecting in his arms suddenly let out an extremely piercing and strange sound.

The red lizard that had been coiled on the mink's back lazily opened its eyes, its pupils glowing red, and an extremely dangerous aura instantly filled the room!