Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

On the plank road behind Black Wind Cliff, the smell of blood wafted over with the mountain breeze.

On the ground on both sides of the plank road, dozens of Miao women's corpses lay scattered about, most of them with blackened faces, as if they had died from poisoning.

In front of the narrow stone cave, only two hundred or so Miao female disciples remained. Their clothes were tattered, and their bodies were covered with wounds and sores, but they still gritted their teeth, held their knives and crossbows, and guarded the cave entrance. Not a single one of them retreated.

In the middle of the stone cave entrance, He Tieshou leaned against the stone wall.

Her usually charming face was now pale with a hint of purple, black blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, and the gold hook on her right wrist was deformed from being struck by some kind of heavy weapon.

The Thousand-Thread Heart-Rotting Gu within her body kept moving, devouring her life force. If she hadn't wasted most of her power to lock the Gu outside her heart meridian, she would have died long ago.

She thought that it didn't matter if she died, but she felt very guilty for causing so many of her sisters to die here.

A few meters away from the cave, on the hillside, stood a strangely dressed man.

The man was wearing a Shu brocade robe with gold trim on his upper body, but a patched and tattered pair of hemp trousers on his lower body, and a pair of worn-out straw sandals with his toes showing. This man was Qi Yun'ao, a traitor of the Five Poisons Sect, known as the "Brocade-Clad Poison Beggar".

Qi Yun'ao held a small golden snake, about the length of his palm, in his palm. He gently stroked the snake's scales with his fingers. The golden snake kept raising its head and flicking its tongue, and occasionally it would lower its head to bite Qi Yun'ao's sleeve.

Qi Yun'ao looked at the people in the stone cave with a cold smile on his face.

"My dear nephew, you're already like this, what are you still trying to hold on for?"

Qi Yun'ao twirled the gold thread on his sleeve and let out two strange laughs.

"If you obediently hand over the Five Poisons Manual, your uncle might spare your life and keep you by his side out of consideration for your fellow disciples."

Otherwise… hehe, once I throw these poisonous smoke balls and earthenware jars filled with all kinds of poison into the hole, your intestines will rupture and your bellies will be the least of your worries!

Behind him were dozens of experts from the Sticky Rod Bureau, dressed in black and red armor and carrying powerful crossbows. Around them were thousands of traitorous Five Poisons Sect members, each with a different expression. Some were Qi Yun'ao's confidants, but most had been forced to come. At this moment, they were pushing pottery flammable smoke and earthenware jars containing poisonous insects, slowly approaching the stone cave.

He Tieshou smiled bitterly and wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

A resolute look appeared in his eyes, and he had already made up his mind. Even if he died, he would not beg for mercy from these shameless people. Rather than fall into their hands and be humiliated, he would rather detonate the natal Gu in his body and die with that old bastard Qi Yun'ao!

She took a deep breath, about to mobilize the remaining blood and energy to reverse the flow of qi through her meridians.

"call out......!!"

A metallic whistling sound suddenly rang out in mid-air.

The golden snake in Qi Yun'ao's palm suddenly tensed up, coiled into a ball, and emitted a faint hissing warning sound.

Qi Yun'ao was startled. Jin'er was his natal Gu, what could have frightened it like this? Before he could even look up, a golden sword light slashed down from the top of the cliff!

The Golden Serpent Sword spun, unleashing a sword aura that swept across the entire mountainside!

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Although these so-called innate masters at the Sticky Rod Station were well-trained, they couldn't withstand this sword strike at all. They didn't even have time to shout before they were cut in half, crossbow and all!

A gentle breeze swept by, and a black figure descended from the cliff onto the hillside.

With one hand behind his back, Qin Han's aura spread outwards the moment his toes touched the ground!

The dense swarms of centipedes, scorpions, and toads on the mountain path were instantly turned into a stinking pulp by the force of the rush, and large areas of the mountain were cleared away in an instant!

Xia Qingqing and Xiaolongnu landed gracefully and stood on either side of him.

At the entrance of the stone cave, the Miao women, who had been prepared to die, were stunned.

He Tieshou's unfocused gaze sharpened as he made out the tall figure and the golden snake sword trembling in the ground.

Golden Snake Sword!

"The Golden Serpent King... the Golden Serpent King has returned!"

"Master Ye! Master Ye has come to save us!"

The surviving Miao female disciples were very excited. They threw down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and cried out.

Qin Han's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. He thought to himself that he could accept being called Prince, Lord, or Senior Ye, but the title "Master Ye" sounded rather awkward.

He assumed it was just a difference in customs between Miao and Central China, so he didn't think much of it. He didn't notice the complex expression that flashed in He Tieshou's eyes when he heard the title, nor did he notice that Xia Qingqing's face turned red.

Qin Han raised his hand and gestured, and the Golden Snake Sword stuck in the ground flew back into his hand. He casually twirled the sword and sheathed it.

Qi Yun'ao's face was deathly pale. His brocade robe fluttered in the mountain wind, and his tattered straw sandals slipped, almost causing him to fall into a field of poisonous insects and mud. His precious gold in his palm was huddled up in fear.

Over the past month, rumors about Ye Wudao have been circulating in the martial arts world. He forced Yan Kuangtu, the number one master on the Grandmaster Ranking, to retreat with a single palm strike in Nanshui Lane, Xuzhou. News also came from Jinan that the two palace masters of Yihua Palace had suffered losses at his hands, and Lianxing had been captured.

In the next update of the Celestial Ranking, he will definitely have a place. He only has the strength of the Innate Realm by relying on poison and trickery. In front of such a person, he is no different from an ant.

"Ye... Ye Wudao?!"

Qi Yun'ao's voice trembled.

"How could it be you! Weren't you in Jinan? How did you suddenly appear at Black Wind Cliff!"

Qin Han's face revealed no emotion.

"If I hadn't returned, I wouldn't have known that the Golden Serpent Camp was keeping such an ungrateful dog like you."

"Lord Ye, spare me! This...this is all a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding!"

Qi Yun'ao's legs went weak, and he banged his head against the ground. The reason he dared to turn hostile today was to make a move ahead of time, but he never expected the other party to return early.

"It was the Manchu Tartars, the Imperial Guard, who forced me into this! They threatened me with the lives of my family, I... I was driven to desperation! I beg Your Highness, please spare my life for the sake of my years of hard work!"

He kept begging for mercy, but the moment he lowered his head, he concealed the viciousness in his eyes. His body, kneeling on the ground, was slightly hunched, and his right hand, hidden behind his back, had already gripped three bone-piercing nails coated with deadly poison.

He thought to himself, even if it's a Celestial Realm expert, as long as the opponent gets even a little closer, he'll fire the poison nail.

"Hard work?"

Qin Han sneered, too lazy to expose his malicious intentions, and clenched his right hand in the air!

"Snap!"

The sound of bones shattering rang out, and before Qi Yun'ao could even throw out the poison nail, the bones of his entire right arm were shredded by an invisible force.

"Aaaaaah!!"

A scream pierced the valley. Qi Yun'ao rolled around in agony, howling. His left hand clutched his empty right arm, and the three bone-piercing nails hidden in his palm fell out.

Qin Han remained expressionless, his tone chilling.

"You treacherous old bastard, how dare you play such despicable tricks in front of me?"

He curled his fingers into a claw and gently lifted them upwards from a distance.

Qi Yun'ao was immediately gripped by an invisible force, his feet leaving the ground and dangling in the air. The suffocation and the excruciating pain from his severed arm caused his eyes to bulge outwards, his face to swell and turn a purplish-red, and he could only make hoarse breathing sounds.

Many of the renegade members of the Five Poisons Sect who had turned against the sect were so frightened by this scene that they dropped their weapons.

"If I remember correctly, the rules of the Golden Serpent Camp are that those who betray the cause will be skinned alive, have their tendons pulled out, and be burned alive."

Qin Han turned his head to look at He Tieshou, who was barely standing, and his tone softened slightly.

"Iron Hand, shall I hand this man over to you to deal with personally, or shall I take care of him for you?"

He Tieshou, leaning against the stone wall and barely able to stand with the help of two female disciples, looked at Qi Yun'ao struggling in mid-air with no pity in his eyes.

"My lord, please cripple his limbs and dantian, leave him with only a breath!"

He Tieshou coughed, his voice hoarse.

"In front of all the memorial tablets of my deceased sisters, I will draw out the natal Gu within him, so that he can personally experience the agony of being devoured by ten thousand Gu!"