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

This woman is probably getting out of character and wants to hit him, right?

He certainly knew Lianxing's strength.

This is a top-tier expert; there are few in the world who can compare.

He didn't think he could withstand even one move from Lianxing.

Little did he know that Lianxing was actually even more wary of him.

Ultimately, it all comes down to information asymmetry.

Xiao Yaoqing had no idea what his pure internal energy meant, which was why he was so careful, afraid of revealing any flaws.

But at that moment, he noticed that the internal energy fluctuations within Lianxing's body only flashed once before completely disappearing.

He raised an eyebrow, steeled himself, and placed his hand directly on Lianxing's head.

A warm, soft touch came from his palm, and Xiao Yaoqing still felt a little uneasy.

But the next second, he froze—

Lianxing actually closed her eyes!

Yes, she seems to actually enjoy having her head patted?

At this moment, Lianxing was indeed somewhat captivated.

No one had ever done anything like this to her before.

Neither her master nor her sister ever did!

Sensing her current state, Xiao Yaoqing subconsciously whispered:

"obedient--"

After he finished speaking, he gently stroked Lianxing's forehead with his palm.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully copied the top-tier Tranquil Lotus Palm technique!]

That's right, Xiao Yaoqing took this opportunity to have skin-to-skin contact with Lianxing, hoping to copy some powerful martial arts skills.

Poor Xing had no idea about these things.

All she heard was Xiao Yaoqing's words, "Be good—"

Then, my heartbeat seemed to skip a beat.

This simple phrase, "Be obedient—",

Surprisingly, it made her feel a warmth she had never experienced before.

For a fleeting moment, she even felt as if she had found someone to rely on, just like before, someone who had never spoken to her with such doting words.

Her sister always used a commanding tone when asking her to do things.

Disobedience will result in punishment.

Yaoyue had no idea that if she were willing to reach out and pat Lianxing's head, and softly say "good girl,"...

Lianxing would never hesitate to risk her life for her.

Of course, Lianxing is not someone who wouldn't die in place of her sister now.

But the feeling in my heart has changed.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yaoqing was completely unaware of Lianxing's thoughts at that moment.

As soon as the system notification sounded, he removed his hand from Lianxing's forehead.

To be honest, he was actually quite pleasantly surprised.

He had spent the whole afternoon figuring out how to copy that thing off Lianxing's body—but he didn't expect to do it so easily.

If things continue at this pace, as long as Lianxing doesn't stop the show, he can pat her head and rub her forehead every day!

Didn't we just get it for free?!

Xiao Yaoqing withdrew his hand, and Lianxing opened her eyes in a panic.

The warmth of his hand had faded, and she felt the warmth she had just experienced dissipating little by little, like waking up from a dream.

When she realized that Xiao Yaoqing was still in front of her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In that moment of relief, she was stunned:

"What's wrong with me?!"

Then, she gently clenched her fist, warning herself in her heart:

"Lianxing, don't forget who you are."

But even she herself felt that these words carried little weight.

At this moment, Xiao Yaoqing spoke up:

"Alright, it's getting late. You should go back and rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Lianxing nodded slightly after hearing this:

"Alright, Master Xiao."

Xiao Yaoqing paused, then deliberately looked at her and asked:

"What did you call me?"

Lianxing was stunned for a moment, and a sudden impulse welled up in her heart.

This energy made her speak fluently:

"Brother...brother..."

Having heard this, Xiao Yaoqing nodded in satisfaction:

"Hey, that's right, let's go."

Lianxing slowly walked out of his room, forgetting even to pretend to be lame.

She stood at Xiao Yaoqing's door, staring at the closed door behind her, motionless for a long time.

The light in her eyes flickered, and even she couldn't explain what it meant.

Who should Ninety-Seven find to test the power of this Heart-Shattering Palm?

[Ding! Host has successfully checked in today. Reward: Ten-Fragrance Tendon-Softening Powder!]

"Um?"

Upon hearing the system notification, Xiao Yaoqing opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

"Ten-Fragrance Tendon-Softening Powder?"

He looked down and saw a small white porcelain bottle next to his pillow.

It's smaller than the palm of your hand, so it's easy to carry around.

There was a knock on the door.

Xiao Yaoqing looked up, his ears twitched, but he didn't hear any footsteps.

It's Lianxing again.

He carefully put away the packet of Ten-Fragrance Tendon-Softening Powder, then said to the door, "Come in."

The door opened, and Lianxing walked in carrying a basin of water. Her left hand was injured, so she could only support the bottom of the basin with her elbow, and she limped along.

As soon as she entered the door, she called out cheerfully, "Brother, time to wash your face!"

Xiao Yaoqing was taken aback.

That "brother"

That's a really smooth way to say it!

The key point is that Lianxing's face showed no awkwardness or hesitation, as if she had just blurted it out casually.

A sweet smile played on her lips, and she exuded a charming girlishness.

Looking at that face, Xiao Yaoqing felt a stirring in his heart.

There was no way around it; Lianxing was, after all, the second most beautiful woman in the world.

But Xiao Yaoqing was also thinking to himself: His acting skills have improved again after just one night?

He walked over calmly and, just like last night, reached out and ruffled Lianxing's hair.

This time, Lianxing didn't dodge; instead, she rubbed against his palm, as if actively welcoming it.

Xiao Yaoqing silently recited a few words to himself, then turned his attention back to what had just happened.

Why didn't the system give me any martial arts rewards today?

To be honest, he was hoping to collect a complete set of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms by checking in every day.

As a result, Xiao Yaoqing looked down at the medicine packet in his hand.

Ten-Fragrance Softening Powder.

He remembered this very clearly: the antidote and the medicine were kept separately, with the two brothers, Lu Zhangke and Hebi Weng, each holding a portion and exchanging them every few days.

No one can move without Zhao Min's order.

But this thing is indeed a legendary tool for petty theft in the martial arts world.

A strange thought suddenly popped into Xiao Yaoqing's mind: If I use this drug to knock someone out, then I can touch them however I want?

Good guy.

This idea is becoming increasingly dangerous.

From a pervert to a twisted pervert, now they need medication?

Cherish life, stay away from Xiao Yaoqing.

Xiao Yaoqing shook his head and asked the system, "What about the antidote?"

The system's cold voice rang out: [Host, please wait patiently for the subsequent sign-in rewards.]

Xiao Yaoqing rolled his eyes.

understood.

I'll still give you half.

System, I'll circle your cross.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully copied the top-tier martial art—Heart-Shattering Palm!]

Heart-Shattering Palm?

Xiao Yaoqing's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Although I didn't get to experience the sword technique I wanted most, the Heart-Shattering Palm of the Yihua Palace is no simple matter.

This palm technique, when it strikes, can also inflict poison damage. Only Xiao Yaoqing could pull off something like separating the damage into different attributes. However, his reasoning is indeed valid—the poison of the Heart-Shattering Palm will leave the opponent with permanent internal injuries.

There is only one way to heal this wound: find the Fire Spirit Mushroom.

But in this godforsaken place, who knows where the Fire Spirit Mushroom grows!

Xiao Yaoqing's palms were itching; he couldn't wait to find someone to test his palms on.

He glanced at Lianxing, who was standing next to him calling him "brother".

He then quickly shook his head.

Isn't this just asking for a beating?!

Anyway, we'll be at Bright Summit soon.

There are plenty of people who need to be dealt with; there's no rush.

Xiao Yaoqing suppressed his thoughts and quickly washed up.

A group of people had breakfast at the inn.

Zhao Min, dressed as a woman, spoke to the crowd:

"Let's set off for Bright Summit."

As a maid, Lianxing naturally stayed at the inn with Zhao Min's maid, waiting for her "master".

Come back.

However, Lianxing was not a real maid, so how could she possibly stay idle?

After locking the door, he opened the window and jumped out.

They followed in the direction Xiao Yaoqing and the others had left from a distance.

Zhao Min and her group were completely unaware that Lianxing was following them.

At this moment, Lianxing no longer looked like she had a limp at all.

She leaped across the eaves, her clothes fluttering, as if she were walking in mid-air!

Some children, not yet understanding, looked up at the sky, excitedly pulling on their parents and shouting:

"Fairy sister! I saw the fairy sister!"

Can the people of the Flower Palace be called fairies?

After leaving the city, Xiao Yaoqing and his group headed towards Bright Peak.

The further you go in, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

Even Zhao Min couldn't help but frown.

Not far ahead, a patch of gravel came into view.

On the pile of rubble, there were not only jagged rocks, but also stacks of objects.

There were members of the Ming Cult, as well as members of the six major sects.

It seems that the six major sects have already clashed with the Ming Cult.

The group dismounted here and continued on foot.

After walking a few steps, they heard shouts of battle coming from afar.

A bald monk wearing a kasaya had nine prominent ordination scars on his head.

With a flick of his robe, four or five members of the Ming Cult were sent flying.

The sound of a fist hitting flesh is painful to hear.

These people died on the spot.

Although he had taken off his black cloak, Zhao Min and the others recognized him at a glance as Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand.

The group didn't dodge; they went straight to meet them.

Cheng Kun also saw them.

When he saw Zhao Min, his brow furrowed and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he forced a smile, clasped his hands in a fist and stepped forward:

"Your subordinate Cheng Kun greets the Princess."

"Princess, the six major sects are besieging Bright Peak. It's too dangerous here. Why did you come?"

Zhao Min *slap*

He slammed his fan shut, stared at Cheng Kun, and a playful smile played on his lips:

"Master Cheng is so confident about attacking Bright Peak, what do I have to worry about?"

"Besides, if something really happens, Master Cheng will definitely protect me, right?"

Cheng Kun nodded with a smile:

"Of course. It's worth risking my life to help the prefect."

The two of them said nice things, but their words were full of veiled meaning.

But Xiao Yaoqing was too lazy to think about these things.

There's no need for that.

Looking at Cheng Kun in front of him, old memories surfaced in his mind.

"By now, Cheng Kun should be heading to the secret passage at Bright Summit, right?"

"That's right, this is the time for Cheng Kun to slip into the secret passage at Bright Peak."

Xiao Yaoqing remembered it clearly.

At the foot of Bright Summit, Zhao Min bumped into Cheng Kun.

She didn't believe in the monk at all.

So they sent Yuchi Feng to keep an eye on them.

As a result, Yu Chifeng thought he was very awesome.