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

Fan Yao, the ascetic monk who had been pretending to be mute, could no longer keep up the act.

The impact of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth on him was even greater than seeing Yang Dingtian resurrected with his own eyes.

Yang Xiao also realized that Xiao Yaoqing's Qiankun Great Shift had probably reached a state of perfection.

Fan Yao had never practiced this skill, but he had seen Yang Dingtian.

The power of Xiao Yaoqing's seemingly effortless palm strike was several times stronger than that of Sect Leader Yang Dingtian!

Who knows how well Xiao Yaoqing has mastered this skill?

Xiao Yaoqing originally had countless ways to deal with Fan Yao.

Why use the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth in particular?

Simply put, I just want to wrap things up for tonight as quickly as possible.

If this gets out of hand, trouble will follow.

Seeing the "mute"

Even the monk with the bitter heart couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up. Xiao Yaoqing also stopped pretending and looked at him with a smile:

"Right Envoy Fan, please speak softly; it wouldn't be good if someone heard you..."

The ascetic Fan Yao's pupils contracted again, his shock reaching its peak, and he blurted out:

How did you know I...?

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

My eyes darted around rapidly, my mind racing with thoughts:

"It turns out he already knew my identity, but he hadn't told Zhao Min."

"The internal energy of the Great Shift of the Universe on him is real! He must have practiced the Ming Cult's most powerful internal cultivation technique!"

"He definitely has a deep connection with our former leader, Yang Dingtian!"

Upon realizing this, the ascetic Fan Yao suddenly understood everything.

He finally understood why Xiao Yaoqing had been covering for him all along.

Fan Yao's voice was low, but his tone was filled with barely concealed excitement.

The look in his eyes as he stared at Xiao Yaoqing gradually changed.

"I understand."

Fan Yao's expression was noticeably more relaxed.

After all, the level of the Qiankun Great Shift skill is undeniable, and no matter how you look at it, Xiao Yaoqing is more suitable than Zhang Wuji to be the leader of the Ming Cult.

Xiao Yaoqing's injuries were no longer as painful because he had just used the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.

He slowly stood up, and in his gaze toward Fan Yao, the shock had not yet subsided, but a touch of respect had already crept in.

Fan Yao clasped his hands in a fist salute, just about to speak.

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Xiao Yaoqing and Fan Yao were both taken aback.

Their first reaction was that Zhao Min's people had discovered the commotion they had just made.

But when he saw who was standing at the door, Xiao Yaoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

But Fan Yao's eyes instantly became wary.

His heart skipped a beat:

"Damn it, this girl probably heard what we just said! She's Zhao Min's spy planted next to the leader... No, we have to silence her!"

Did you notice?

This guy was already calling Xiao Yaoqing "Master" in his mind.

The.

I wonder what kind of expression Xiao Yaoqing would have if she could hear what he was thinking.

However, if Xiao Yaoqing were to hear this, the one most troubled would probably not be the "cult leader".

These two words.

Instead, Fan Yao actually wanted to silence Lianxing?

Are you kidding me!

That's the Second Palace Master of Yihua Palace!

Even when Yang Dingtian, the former leader of the Ming Cult, was alive, he might not have been able to defeat them.

You, a mere Right Envoy of Light, dare to mess with others?

You should be grateful they didn't actually kill you!

really.

The moment Lianxing pushed open the door, her brows furrowed.

She had heard something was wrong inside the house a while ago and rushed over immediately.

Judging from the situation, it was clear that Xiao Yaoqing had just fought with this ascetic monk.

Looking again, Fan Yao's eyes even held a murderous intent.

Lianxing looked directly at Xiao Yaoqing and asked:

"Brother, are you alright?"

Before she could finish speaking, and before Xiao Yaoqing could reply, Lianxing's gaze turned cold instantly, her killing intent radiating outwards without any attempt to conceal it.

She raised her hand and struck at the ascetic Fan Yao, the palm strike fierce, followed by a chilling sound:

"You dare mess with my brother? You're asking for trouble!"

That aura exploded suddenly, like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, leaving the ascetic Fan Yao frozen in place.

He felt as if something was choking him, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

The composure that had once filled his eyes was gone, replaced by fear and despair.

Fan Yao's mind went completely blank—the oppressive aura emanating from this woman was something he had never experienced even back when he was in front of Yang Dingtian.

The pinkish hand drew closer and closer, and Fan Yao felt the aura of death engulf her.

"Lianxing!"

Xiao Yaoqing reacted quickly, stepping forward and grabbing Lianxing's wrist.

He forcefully suppressed the destructive force of her palm strike.

Lianxing withdrew her aura, turned her head, and looked at Xiao Yaoqing with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Xiao Yaoqing didn't explain to her, but turned to the Bitter Monk and said:

"Right Envoy Fan, it's getting late, you should go back and rest."

The ascetic Fan Yao was deathly pale, his lips devoid of color.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, making him look like he had just been pulled out of the water.

For a moment just now, he really felt like he was standing at the palace gate, and the judge's pen was pointing at his head.

This was the first time in Fan Yao's life that he had come so close to death.

My head was buzzing, and I couldn't come to my senses for a long time.

Upon hearing Xiao Yaoqing's voice, he trembled all over, as if he had slowly regained his lost soul.

He stiffly turned his head, glanced at Xiao Yaoqing, then looked at Lianxing beside him, and his body trembled again.

Chong Xiaoyao nodded, turned and ran, as if afraid of being dragged back if he was even a step too slow.

Fan Yao rushed out of Xiao Yaoqing's courtyard in one breath, and only then did his pace gradually slow down.

He would occasionally turn around and glance in the direction of Xiao Yaoqing's room, his eyes still filled with lingering fear.

Lianxing's face was etched into his mind.

Beneath the fear, a glimmer of realization emerged:

"That aura from before... it was her!!"

That's right. Didn't they all sense a terrifying aura emanating from near Green Willow Manor a couple of days ago?

At the time, he thought that some expert had made a move nearby.

Looking back now, it was probably the maidservant next to Xiao Yaoqing who caused all the commotion!

But... wasn't that girl someone Zhao Min arranged to go there?

"Could it be... that it was all an act from beginning to end?!"

Correct.

Fan Yao was now convinced that Lianxing and Xiao Yaoqing must have known each other for a long time.

She deliberately appeared in front of Zhao Min, feigning pitifulness to gain sympathy, and got Zhao Min to send her to Xiao Yaoqing's side as a maid. This was clearly a scheme that the two of them had planned in advance.

Because there is simply no other explanation!

Fan Yao's mind raced through several thoughts.

That girl, Lianxing, has ridiculously high martial arts skills. How could she be chased by a few street thugs?

He pondered for a long time, then turned to look at Xiao Yaoqing's room, his eyes filled with admiration.

The cult leader is indeed very thoughtful.

What cult leader or not?

Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao simply felt that Xiao Yaoqing was suitable to be the leader of the Ming Cult.

But Fan Yao, on the other hand, immediately assumed that Xiao Yaoqing was the leader of their Ming Cult.

This is not surprising.

After all, Xiao Yaoqing's Qiankun Great Shift technique was too intriguing.

I wonder what kind of expression Fan Yao would have if he knew that Lianxing also knew this skill.

In the room.

Xiao Yaoqing just released Lianxing's hand.

Lianxing leaned forward and grabbed him instead.

It's as if they're reluctant to let go.

Xiao Yaoqing had no choice.

Lianxing, however, felt no embarrassment whatsoever, and blinked as she asked:

"Brother, that ascetic monk, is his muteness an act?"

Xiao Yaoqing nodded, pulled her to sit down, and casually said:

"He was the Right Protector of the Ming Cult, who disfigured himself to infiltrate Zhao Min's inner circle as an inside agent."

"Huh? He's back to himself?"

Lianxing's eyes widened, and she pouted, "So, he used to be quite handsome?"

This girl is obsessed with looks; her focus is exactly the same as any other woman's.

Xiao Yaoqing smiled:

"That's right. Decades ago, he and Yang Xiao were known as the 'Two Immortals of Leisure,' both handsome and dashing."

As a result, Lianxing, who was obsessed with looks, shook her head upon hearing this:

"The Two Immortals of Leisure?"

"Heh, he's nowhere near as good as Brother Xiao Yaoqing."

"If they consider themselves immortals, then wouldn't you be the Immortal King, brother?"

Xiao Yaoqing was speechless.

Is being handsome a sin?

Xiao Zhao: They saw through me a long time ago?

Lianxing, that girl.

Ever since they discovered that Xiao Yaoqing was more handsome than that "most handsome man in the world"

After Jiang Feng thought about it, he felt that Xiao Yaoqing's looks had reached their peak and no one could surpass them.

Moreover, Xiao Yaoqing is not only handsome, but also a good person.

It also gave her something she had wanted since childhood but had never been given by anyone.

Lianxing is now fully aware of the situation.

She can no longer live without Xiao Yaoqing.

She stared at Xiao Yaoqing's profile for a while, lost in thought.

A sense of unease stirred within me.

A thought suddenly popped into Lianxing's mind: "If I stay by Brother Xiao Yaoqing's side and don't go back to Yihua Palace, what will happen to my sister...?"

She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and made a silent vow: "I must master the Great Shift of the Universe to its ultimate level, surpassing my sister in martial arts. Then, she won't be able to control me!"

She stood up from the chair, slowly releasing Xiao Yaoqing's hand, her eyes filled with reluctance:

"Brother, I'm going back now."

After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation.

Xiao Yaoqing stood there, stunned, not understanding what was wrong with this girl. She was fine just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, she ran away with a ruthless look on her face.

However, he was too lazy to think about it too much. Lianxing wasn't a child, and it was normal for her to have her own ideas.

Lianxing returned to the room she shared with Xiaozhao.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard a series of hurried rustling sounds coming from inside.

A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Even a fool could guess that Xiao Zhao was up to something again.

Too lazy to play along with Xiao Zhao's act, she simply pushed the door open and went inside.

Xiao Zhao sat properly on the edge of the bed.

Upon seeing Lianxing enter, he immediately stood up and respectfully asked in a low voice:

"Sister, you're back."

Lianxing nodded without saying a word and walked straight to her bed.

But Xiao Zhao's eyes widened suddenly, her pupils dilated abruptly, and she covered her mouth, exclaiming in surprise:

"Sister, your feet..."

That's right.

Lianxing made no attempt to hide it this time.

Her hands and feet were indeed deformed, but her internal strength was ridiculously profound. She walked just like a normal person, without any limp.

Xiao Zhao was completely dumbfounded. Although she didn't understand martial arts, she could tell that this was clearly something that could only be done with a foundation in lightness skills!