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

Now, they seem to care no matter what Xiao Yaoqing says.

Seeing their state, Xiao Yaoqing felt the time was right and added:

"If Master hadn't forgiven you before he left, I would have already exterminated you!"

Upon hearing "clean house,"

Upon hearing those four words, the two elders of Xuanming simultaneously shuddered.

This word carries immense weight!

Most importantly—they simply couldn't see through Xiao Yaoqing's cultivation level!

They couldn't even sense whether Xiao Yaoqing possessed the internal energy of a martial artist.

Therefore, they had no idea just how strong Xiao Yaoqing really was.

The two quickly waved their hands:

"No, no, no!"

"We really didn't betray our sect! It was just a momentary lapse of judgment; we mistakenly thought our master was in seclusion and had truly passed away!"

"It was purely an unintentional mistake! And now we know we were wrong, so to purge our own ranks... that's too serious, too serious..."

Xiao Yaoqing was trying so hard to suppress his laughter that his lips almost cramped up.

The two elders of Xuanming were completely fooled by his own words.

He cleared his throat, adopting an air of superiority: "Alright, alright, your master has already forgiven you, why would I hold a grudge? Let's go, I need to rest."

The two old men dared not say another word.

Xiao Yaoqing's charlatan-like performance completely baffled them.

Crane-Pen Elder and Deer-Staff Guest left the room one after the other, with Crane-Pen Elder even closing the door behind him – a very thoughtful gesture.

As soon as the door closed, Xiao Yaoqing collapsed instantly, letting out a long sigh.

He was well aware of his own limitations—to directly confront someone of the Xuanming Elders' level would be nothing short of masochism.

However, what he didn't know was that with the system around, the two old men couldn't tell his true cultivation level at all.

After waiting for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Xiao Yaoqing jumped up from his chair.

He tiptoed to the door, carefully opened it a crack, and peeked out to look around.

They even went all out on the roof.

After all, these martial arts masters can leap across rooftops and walk on walls as if it were child's play; what if one of them is hiding up there?

I've confirmed that no one is there anymore.

The two elders of Xuanming have indeed gone far away.

Xiao Yaoqing then closed the door tightly.

Then, the room erupted in uncontrollable laughter.

Unfortunately, the two elders of Xuanming could not hear this laughter.

These two old men are quite different from Bitter Monk, Xiao Yaoqing, and Yuchi Feng. They entered the Ruyang Prince's Mansion before Zhao Min was even born, and their residence was far away from here.

As soon as the two returned to their small courtyard, Lu Zhangke suddenly stopped, his eyes widening: "Something's not right!"

He seemed to finally realize what was happening.

But Hebi Weng was still far from it. Seeing his senior brother suddenly stop, he asked foolishly, "Senior brother, I never expected we'd have a junior brother!"

If Xiao Yaoqing heard this, he would roll his eyes on the spot—he had never admitted to being Bai Sun Dao Ren's disciple!

Lu Zhangke rolled his eyes at his junior brother: "What junior brother!"

"That Xiao Yaoqing, he's been acting strangely from beginning to end!"

"Do you think we can't tell whether Master is dead or in deep meditation?"

"If we couldn't tell the difference, what kind of people would we be in this world?"

Crane-Pen Weng was stunned by his senior brother's rebuke, and finally started to use his brain.

Lu Zhangke frowned, staring at his junior brother in front of him.

"Why did that kid explain the matter of Master's passing so clearly?"

Hebi Weng is still alive.

Lu Zhangke kicked him.

"Senior brother, are you going to kick it?!"

Lu Zhangke rolled his eyes.

"Didn't you tell him yourself?!"

Hebi Weng paused for two seconds.

Suddenly, he slapped himself on the forehead.

"Damn it! I've been tricked by this kid!"

"I'm going to settle the score with him!"

As he spoke, he actually turned around and rushed out.

Lu Zhangke grabbed him and sighed through gritted teeth.

"If you used even a little bit of your energy for drinking, you wouldn't be this stupid!"

"Are you sure what he said is true or false? If it's false, how did he acquire that Xuanming Divine Palm technique?"

indeed.

Lu Zhangke knew this perfectly well.

What Xiao Yaoqing said sounded outrageous, but there was some truth to it.

The Hundred Losses Taoist is long dead, and his secret manual has been burned.

There are only those two brothers in the world who know the Xuanming Divine Palm.

He has no wife, no children, and has never taken on any apprentices.

If Xiao Yaoqing learned it from somewhere else, it simply wouldn't make sense.

The only explanation, ironically, is the version he gave.

But the problem is—

The Xuanming Divine Palm technique on Xiao Yaoqing was clearly passed down by the two of them.

They themselves couldn't figure out how or when the rumor spread.

Even if Xiao Yao clearly explained it to them, they still wouldn't understand.

"There's no rush yet."

Lu Zhangke lowered his voice.

"This guy isn't going to run away tomorrow."

"He's teaching the princess martial arts at the Prince's residence for a long time to come."

"Take your time and look at it."

Hebi Weng finally suppressed his impulse and stopped making a fuss.

One night passed.

When dawn broke, Xiao Yaoqing was still dreaming.

I used to need an alarm clock to get to work, but I don't anymore.

But the system won't let him sleep in.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing today's check-in and receiving the reward: Half of the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique)!]

"Um?"

Xiao Yaoqing jumped up from the bed.

It was just getting light outside the window, around six or seven o'clock.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his face full of questions.

"What is meant by... Half-divine Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique)?"

He certainly knew about Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique).

It just doesn't match the worldview he's currently familiar with.

What exactly is it?

Xiao Yaoqing stood there pondering for a long time.

The Lingbo Weibu (凌波微步) technique should have been extinct long ago and shouldn't have appeared in this era at all. But then again, the system has already unleashed the first eight moves of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, so it's not unreasonable for it to pop up with the Lingbo Weibu as well.

The problem is—"half a hexagram".

?

These two words just don't sound right.

A picture suddenly popped into Xiao Yaoqing's mind: he was driving a dilapidated yellow-label car, with a half-trailer towing it all over the streets.

His lips twitched, and he mentally yelled, "System, what exactly is this reward you gave me?"

【Ding! 】

The system's mechanical voice quickly sounded: "[The host should know that the Lingbo Weibu footwork follows the sixty-four hexagrams of the I Ching. The so-called "half-hexagram"...]"

This refers to the thirty-two hexagrams.

Xiao Yaoqing's expression first showed a sudden realization, then froze.

Then his expression became quite interesting, and he said without any politeness, "System, you son of a bitch!"

[Replying to the host, this system has no powerful figures.]

Xiao Yaoqing: "..."

He knew the ins and outs of this thing perfectly.

Lingbo Weibu is a derivative of Beiming Divine Skill. Logically speaking, one should first master Beiming Divine Skill to a high level and have terrifyingly powerful internal energy before attempting Lingbo Weibu.

But what about Duan Yu in the original novel? What did he even learn from the Beiming Divine Skill? Nothing at all.

That kid had just finished reading the Book of Changes and saw the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) manual and thought it looked "familiar".

I somehow managed to master it.

Did Duan Yu also activate the system? Heaven knows.

Anyway, Xiao Yaoqing's Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) was directly inserted by the system.

He also knew that this martial art was performed according to the positions of the sixty-four hexagrams in the Book of Changes. From the first step to the last, it followed a complete circle along the hexagrams. Completing one circle was equivalent to circulating internal energy for one cycle, which could raise one's cultivation level.

But the problem now is—

The system provided a "half-divination"

What does that mean?

Can it only complete half a cycle?

But a proper complete cycle requires the sixty-four hexagrams to work together. If you only follow thirty-two hexagrams, it doesn't even amount to half a cycle.

So this "Half-Hexagram Lingbo Weibu"

Wouldn't that make it a useless move?

Is it only good for running?

wrong.

Even running away is a struggle.

Even if you complete a full circle using the Lingbo Weibu technique, you're only turning around in place; it's not the kind of technique that shrinks the distance to an inch.

To put it bluntly, this thing is only useful for dodging.

Xiao Yaoqing's temper flared, and he yelled at the system, "I could accept you only giving me half of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, but you didn't even give me the complete Lingbo Steps? Did you even have this piece of junk inspected? Did you release a defective product directly from the factory?"

This time, the system completely pretended to be dead, whether it was too lazy to pay attention to him or it really didn't understand.

Xiao Yaoqing couldn't very well stick his hand into his brain and pull the system out, could he? He could only mutter curses as he got up.

I had just sat up when someone knocked on the door.

It was the maid Zhao Min had arranged to take care of him who brought in the water for washing his face.

These days, it's not fashionable to call them maids. Xiao Yaoqing himself calls them female servants, which means the same thing.

After washing her face, the maid brought her breakfast.

Xiao Yaoqing plopped down, eating the hot food, thinking to himself that this life of being waited on hand and foot was really not bad.

The maid stood silently by his side.

Xiao Yaoqing glanced at the table full of food, then looked at the maid standing ramrod straight, and casually patted the table: "Don't just stand there like an idiot, sit down and eat with us."

The maidservant was visibly taken aback, her expression somewhat strange, but she didn't dare look at him, keeping her head down and speaking in a soft, low voice: "Master Xiao, this servant is of lowly status and cannot sit at the same table as you. Besides, this servant already ate half an hour ago."

Half an hour, that's just an hour ago?

Xiao Yaoqing glanced out the window; it was still dark.

He clicked his tongue, thinking to himself how lucky he was to have transmigrated into a martial arts master; if he had been transmigrated into a servant like this, he would have suffered terribly.

Eating alone is boring, so Xiao Yaoqing chewed while asking the maid next to him, "From now on, will your princess have you serving me?"

The maid kept her head down and said in a low voice, "Yes, Master Xiao."

Xiao Yaoqing thought to himself, "Should all these people add 'reply to so-and-so' when they speak?"

He just opened his mouth?

To be honest, he was a little awkward, but since this girl would be by his side from now on, he had to know her name.

"What's your name?"

The maidservant remained meek and obedient: "Master Xiao, I haven't had a name since I entered the Prince's mansion. You can just call me Xiaoyu."

The girl kept her head down the whole time, not daring to look up. She was clearly raised according to the rules of the Prince's mansion.

Xiao Yaoqing couldn't stand this, and directly said—

Section Fifteen: Let's salute, shake hands, and say we're all good friends.

"I'm not on the ground right now, am I?"

Xiaoyu was taken aback by his seemingly random question: "Huh?"

It took her a while to manage to squeeze out, "Master Xiao... this servant doesn't understand what you're saying."

Xiao Yaoqing was speechless for a moment.