Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

The one who came in was the ascetic monk.

But as soon as he stepped through the door, he froze on the spot.

Her eyes were filled with fear as she looked at Lianxing lying next to Xiao Yaoqing.

That's right, he's personally experienced how terrifying this woman is!

But this terrifying woman is now like a docile kitten, nestled beside Xiao Yaoqing, gently holding his hand.

His admiration for Xiao Yaoqing deepened even further: "The sect leader is truly capable! How did she manage to subdue such a powerful woman so completely?"

Indeed, the ascetic Fan Yao had long regarded Xiao Yaoqing, who had mastered the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth to perfection, as the true leader of the Ming Cult.

Looking at the Bitter Monk's appearance, Xiao Yaoqing naturally understood what he was afraid of.

He could only smile helplessly and wave his hand, saying, "Don't be afraid, come and sit down."

The ascetic forced an awkward smile, nodded sheepishly, and then cautiously stepped forward.

He sat down quite a distance away from Xiao Yaoqing.

The curtain of the main tent was lifted, and Xiao Zhao led Yuchi Feng in.

Upon seeing Xiao Yaoqing, Yu Chifeng almost cried out, "Chief!"

Two words.

But when his gaze fell upon the ascetic monk, he swallowed the words back.

The Bitter Monk looked at Yuchi Feng with a puzzled expression, wondering to himself, "Why did the leader bring him here too?"

Previously, the Bitter Monk had spied on the rooftop and witnessed Yuchi Feng kneeling on the ground, calling Xiao Yaoqing "leader."

The problem is that the Iron Palm Clan and the Ming Cult have never been on the same side.

Could it be that the cult leader has already revealed my secrets to this man surnamed Wei?

Is the leader trying to bring the Iron Palm Clan into the Ming Cult's territory?

After much deliberation, the ascetic Fan Yao came to a conclusion: when it comes to style in the martial arts world, the Ming Cult is undoubtedly number one.

Although the Ming Cult has been overwhelmed by the six major sects in recent years and can only shrink to the Bright Peak of Kunlun Mountain, how powerful it was when Yang Dingtian was alive!

As for the Iron Palm Clan, in Fan Yao's eyes, they were at best small fry.

If the leader can really incorporate the Iron Palm Clan into the Ming Cult, there's nothing to be surprised about.

Little did they know, the Iron Palm Clan had caused quite a bit of trouble for the legendary Condor Heroes in the past.

Of course, that's all from the old almanac, so it's understandable that Fan Yao doesn't know it.

Yu Chifeng was also wondering about it, but he still stepped forward and clasped his hands in greeting to the Bitter Monk: "Master Bitter Monk, you're here too."

The Bitter Monk grinned, revealing his feigned simple-minded smile, still appearing mute, and nodded to Yu Chi Feng.

Seeing this, Xiao Yaoqing smiled and waved his hand, "Alright, don't be shy, we're all family."

"Um?"

Yu Chifeng and Ku Toutuo were both stunned.

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and surprise.

Xiao Zhao was taken aback by these words. She glanced at the group of people, her face showing confusion.

At this moment, Yu Chifeng's gaze swept over Xiao Zhao and then landed on the person lying on the bed.

He lowered his voice and said to Xiao Yaoqing with a serious expression, "Chief, these two servants..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ascetic's pupils suddenly contracted.

Then, a hint of pity appeared in his gaze as he looked at Yuchi Feng.

That's right.

Xiao Zhao is fine.

But the woman lying in bed is not someone to be trifled with!

How dare you say such a thing, kid?

Isn't that just asking for death?

Sure enough, there was no need for the ascetic to remind me.

"Um?"

A cold snort drifted from the bed.

The person lying on the bed turned his head and stared coldly at Yuchi Feng.

Before Yu Chifeng could finish speaking, his whole body suddenly trembled.

Cold sweat poured out like it was free, and his face was completely pale.

He felt like he had been thrown into hell—the woman on the bed, whom he had always treated like a maid, had just glanced at him, and he felt as if the master was calling his name.

"thump"

A sound.

His legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

Yu Chifeng stared intently at Lianxing's cold eyes and the oppressive aura emanating from her that made it hard for him to breathe. He trembled all over like a leaf, and his eyes lost all their light.

To put it bluntly, in front of Lianxing, he was like a newborn baby standing in front of a strong man, unable to even muster the thought of struggling.

Seeing this, Xiao Yaoqing reached out and ruffled Lianxing's hair.

In that instant, the deathly aura pressing down on Yuchi Feng suddenly dissipated.

He felt he could finally breathe again.

The soul flew back.

Yu Chifeng's eyes widened in fear. He didn't even bother to stand up. He braced himself on the ground with his hands and shrank back several steps, putting distance between himself and Lianxing.

But Lianxing wasn't in the mood to pay attention to him at the moment.

She looked at Xiao Yaoqing with deep affection, then slowly closed her eyes.

"call--"

Yu Chifeng felt like he had been given a second chance at life and quickly gasped for breath.

His eyes were glazed over. He glanced at Xiao Yaoqing, then at the Bitter Monk, his mind filled with questions, but he kept his mouth tightly shut, not daring to utter a single word.

He's still in a daze.

In his memory, Lianxing was just a maid who served tea and water to Xiao Yaoqing, always revolving around him and taking good care of him.

Who would have thought this girl would be this amazing?

With such limited skills, why would she willingly serve as Xiao Yaoqing's maid?

Oh my God!

The look in Yu Chifeng's eyes when he looked at Xiao Yaoqing was full of admiration; the kind of heartfelt respect he felt was beyond words.

Xiao Yaoqing is too amazing. He can subdue such a powerful person to the point that he has to take care of their daily life personally.

If it were him, he wouldn't even dare to think about it.

Seeing Yu Chifeng's demeanor, Xiao Yaoqing waved his hand helplessly and said, "Sit down."

Yu Chifeng tried to stand up, but his legs were still shaking violently. He tried several times but failed. Finally, he could only shake his head and say in a dry voice:

"I...I dare not..."

Fine.

That's normal.

Xiao Yaoqing didn't say anything more.

Xiao Yaoqing's expression darkened, and he turned to look at the Bitter Monk:

"Right Envoy Fan, what do you think of this young Prince Zha Yadu?"

"Um?"

When the ascetic heard him directly call out his real name, he was taken aback.

His gaze swept over Xiao Zhao, then looked at Yuchi Feng.

Both of them looked bewildered.

This shows that they did not know their background beforehand.

But now that Leader Xiao has made it clear, is he going to... lay his cards on the table?

Since the cult leader is being so open, why should I keep things to myself?

The ascetic Fan Yao spoke crisply and decisively:

"Master, in my opinion, this Zha Ya Du has murderous intentions towards you!"

The first to react was Yuchi Feng.

He let out a low gasp of surprise:

"Master Ku, you can actually speak?!"

"etc!"

Just as he was still in shock, an even bigger question popped into his mind:

"The Sect Leader? Right Envoy Fan? What on earth is going on?"

"Master Ku, are you perhaps Fan Yao, the Right Protector of the Ming Cult?!"

"Leader...then, Chief, you're actually the leader of the Ming Cult?!"

Yu Chifeng was completely dumbfounded.

He never imagined that there were only two people who entered the Ruyang Prince's Mansion with him back then—Xiao Yaoqing and Ku Toutuo.

It turns out that these two were actually big shots in the Ming Cult?

Good heavens, Zhao Min's eye for talent in choosing people for the Prince of Ruyang's mansion is absolutely amazing!

But at this moment, Xiao Yaoqing had already spoken:

"First! I am not the leader of your Iron Palm Clan!"

"Secondly! I am not the leader of your Ming Cult!"

The first sentence was addressed to Yuchi Feng, and the second sentence was addressed to Fan Yao.

Xiao Yaoqing was speechless at the titles and identities these two people had given him.

He has no desire to be a gang leader or cult leader.

Wandering the world alone is actually quite comfortable. Making some friends in the martial arts world is enough; there's no need for any sect to rely on.

But after hearing this, Yuchi Feng and Ku Toutuo exchanged a glance.

His eyes conveyed an "I understand" message.

The taste.

Then, they gave Xiao Yaoqing a strange laugh and nodded:

"clear!"

"We all know who the leader/gang leader is!"

Xiao Zhao stood guard at the door, but kept a close eye on the sounds coming from inside the house.

When Xiao Yaoqing entered, he casually remarked, "We're all family."

She heard those words clearly. For a moment, a sweet feeling welled up inside her—to be recognized by this young master was an incredible blessing. Her happiness today had reached its peak.

She stood by the curtain, her eyes fixed on the commotion outside, but her hands were clutching the hem of her dress; her mind was already wandering.

His gaze inadvertently fell on the large tent next to him—that belonged to Princess Zhao Min.

Xiao Zhao's expression immediately became complicated.

Zhao Min, the princess of Ruyang Prince's Mansion. Her subordinates, such as Yuchi Feng and Ku Toutuo, are all renowned masters in the martial arts world. Yet, these men are so obedient to the princess, doing whatever she asks, as docile as dogs.

The results of it?

These people are actually Young Master Xiao Yaoqing's men!

Xiao Zhao's feelings were indescribable.

She couldn't help but think: If Zhao Min knew about this, wouldn't she be furious on the spot?

Then I thought about it again. Weren't I and Sister Lianxing also arranged by Zhao Min to be by Young Master Xiao Yaoqing's side? We were supposed to be maids, but in the end, the two of them became the young master's "own people."

.

Princess Zhao Min... seems a bit pitiful.

Xiao Zhao herself found it funny—she actually felt sorry for Zhao Min one day.

However, what she didn't know was that Zhao Min was actually "one of us."

And this "one of our own"

The taste is even more authentic than hers.

Why is Xiao Yaoqing avoiding Zhao Min now? To put it bluntly, Zhao Min hasn't made up her mind to go into the martial arts world with him yet.

But it was bound to happen sooner or later.

When Zhao Min finds out, the expression on her face will definitely be quite something.

Xiao Zhao shook her head, turned her gaze back, and continued to watch the commotion outside.

The conversation inside continued.

Xiao Yaoqing inquired about the situation, and Yuchi Feng and Ku Toutuo spoke back and forth. They had long wanted to take action against Zha Yadu, which didn't surprise Xiao Yaoqing. However, hearing that the Xuanming Elders also had designs on Zha Yadu made Xiao Yaoqing raise an eyebrow.

It's clear that those two old men are truly loyal to Zhao Min.

Xiao Yaoqing really didn't expect things to turn out this way.

When the Xuanming Elders first joined the Ruyang Prince's Mansion, it was out of pure greed for power and wealth. This young Prince Zha Yadu, his status is far higher than Zhao Min's. Logically, those two old men should be groveling before Zha Yadu, eager to curry favor with him.

But he forgot one thing.