Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Wanwan looked at the amused expression on Qin Han's face.

"Good brother, going to the palace in the middle of the night, you don't mean to become a flower thief, do you?"

"They won't help you."

Qin Han pulled her close and ran his fingers across the tip of her nose.

"The flowers in the Western Xia imperial palace are not so easy to pick."

He roughly guessed who had delivered the items, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Jade Swallow".

"Master, what are your orders?" Jiang Yuyan replied.

Qin Han looked in the direction of the courtyard where Wu Yingxiong and the others were.

"Go to Prince Duan's place in Dali."

Tell him that Wu Yingxiong and his men were planning to set fire to the place and arrest people.

Jiang Yuyan was puzzled.

"Tell him?"

Qin Han's lips curled up slightly.

"Please have Prince Duan tell Helian Tieshu that someone is trying to assassinate our distinguished guest and sabotage the marriage proposal within the territory of Western Xia."

"Let the Western Xia people deal with them. Also, remember to tell Miss Shi to keep an eye on things, in case those people resort to underhanded tactics."

Jiang Yuyan understood the meaning behind the words: they wanted to use the Western Xia people to put pressure on those people.

"Yes, Master, I'll take care of it right away."

Jiang Yuyan accepted the order and left.

Wanwan heard everything clearly from the side, and her gaze towards Qin Han held a deeper meaning.

This man's martial arts skills are unfathomable, and his ability to use stratagems against others is equally impressive.

Qin Han put his arm around Wanwan's waist.

"Let's go."

……

Deep within the Western Xia imperial palace.

Two figures swept across the rooftops, landing with barely a sound.

Wanwan stepped barefoot onto the cool glazed tiles, her silver ankle bells enveloped in true energy, making no sound.

He glanced at the person next to him on the way.

"Good brother, in the middle of the night, did you bring me here to peep at the Empress Dowager bathing?"

Qin Han's face darkened. If anyone's going to look, it should be Li Qinglu. What's the point of looking at Li Qiushui?

He ignored those words.

His gaze fell on the side hall in front of him. The door was ajar, and there were no guards around.

"This is it."

The two landed in the stone steps behind the side hall, and a chill rose from the ground.

Wanwan deliberately moved closer to Qin Han.

"Why is it so cold here?"

Wan Yaonu and Shi Feixuan are both outstanding young talents. How could a grandmaster be afraid of the cold?

But men really do fall for the weak and timid charm of a "green tea b*tch".

Qin Han placed his palm on her back and sent a warm stream of true energy through her.

Wanwan warmed up and glanced at him with her beautiful eyes.

At the end of the passageway was a heavy iron gate, covered with a layer of white frost. Qin Han pushed the gate open.

Behind the door is an open space.

This is an ice cellar, originally intended for storing meat and ice blocks for nobles to cool off in the summer.

However, it is different from the original story now. This underground ice cellar has been carved into an ice palace, with ice pillars supporting the ceiling and ice bricks paving the floor.

Luminous pearls were embedded in the four ice walls, illuminating the entire space with a bluish-white light.

Wanwan was momentarily stunned by the beautiful scenery.

"Did they move the entire snow-capped mountain in?"

Qin Han didn't reply; his gaze fell into the depths of the ice palace.

There was a large ice jade bed there, and a woman was lying on the bed with almost no clothes covering her body.

The light gauze was barely draped over her body, soaked with sweat and clinging to her skin. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, with a touch of aloofness in her eyes and brows.

He was sitting cross-legged at that moment, his face was flushed, his body was trembling, and he was making suppressed sobs.

Wanwan recognized this state.

"Is this... a qi deviation during cultivation?"

Qin Han took a few steps closer and saw clearly the cultivation techniques and formulas engraved on the ice jade bed. The route of each meridian was engraved on the ice surface.

"The Supreme Skill of the Eight Desolations and Six Directions!"

Wanwan was taken aback when she heard this, clearly having heard of this martial art before.

"How could the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny's martial arts be in the Western Xia imperial palace?"

Qin Han thought about it a lot, and the most likely possibility was that Li Qiushui got the technique from Li Canghai and passed it on to her granddaughter Li Qinglu.

Wanwan's expression changed as she saw the woman's condition on the bed.

"What is she doing... what is she doing..."

The second half of the sentence was left unsaid.

The strange look on his face already explained the situation.

This technique will rejuvenate you once every thirty years. During the cultivation process, your yang energy will be extremely strong. If you cannot suppress it, you will be consumed by lust.

Li Qinglu had clearly only been cultivating for a short time, so something went wrong.

Li Qinglu, lying on the bed, sensed something.

She opened her eyes.

Those eyes no longer held any clarity, only chaos and primal desire.

Li Qinglu let out a muffled shout, got up from the ice jade bed, and rammed into Qin Han.

Wanwan took a step back.

Qin Han stood still and created a wall of air.

Li Qinglu was bounced back onto the ice jade bed after hitting the air wall, but she immediately got up again.

Those reddened eyes stared at Qin Han, and she let out incoherent sobs.

Looking at the scene before her, Wanwan's expression turned playful.

"Good brother, I was wondering why you had to come to the palace in the middle of the night. So that's why."

This is Princess Yinchuan, who is to be chosen as a husband tomorrow. If you leave now, she won't live past tonight. If you stay, then you'll have no choice but to... help her to the very end.

She read the last few words slowly, suddenly becoming very curious about who had sent Qin Han here.

Qin Han was looking at the irrational woman on the bed, the one he had discussed martial arts with Li Canghai.

This technique uses pure Yang energy to temper the meridians, while women need to have a Yin constitution to suppress the backlash. It seems that this ice palace is for this purpose.

Li Qinglu's forced cultivation has caused a major problem!

She either needs to dissipate her internal energy to save her life, resulting in the destruction of her meridians, or she needs a person with strong masculine energy to help her balance the internal energy.

Wanwan turned around consciously, her back to the ice jade bed, her feet rubbing against the ice surface.

"I'll protect my good brother and make sure no one disturbs him."

She spoke in a light tone, but her enunciation had a hint of sourness than usual.

Qin Han had no time to pay attention to Wanwan's thoughts. He placed his palm on Li Qinglu's lower abdomen, dantian, and slowly channeled his yang energy into her.

Heat rose from the ice cellar, white mist condensed on the ice jade bed, and the light veil on Li Qinglu's body slipped down.

She felt a surge of heat flow from her dantian into her limbs and bones, so comfortable that she trembled all over. Instinctively, she clung to the person in front of her and hugged him.

Qin Han looked down.

This girl's features do resemble Li Qiushui's, but she is less calculating and more innocent.

Li Qinglu raised her head in a daze, her lips brushing against his chin, and two indistinct words squeezed out of her throat.

"Help...me..."

Li Qinglu's body was completely wrapped around Qin Han, and the temperature in the ice room gradually rose.

Wanwan stood at the entrance of the Ice Palace with her back to it, her toes digging into the ice.

She has excellent hearing.

The voice behind her made her ears burn.

Suddenly, I remembered the scene of Qin Han bullying me two days ago, and now I feel uncomfortable listening to those sounds.