Chapter 102

Upon entering, Qi Fei saw a solid wood bed in the bedroom, with a table and a bookcase next to it, the bookcase filled with books.

The bed was empty, with no one there, but a man was squatting next to the head of the bed, fiddling with something under the bed.

Beside the man stood an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, holding a feather fan and staring wide-eyed at Qi Fei.

These two men are none other than the Crown Prince Wang Hongyu and the Ninth Prince Wei Dongxiang!

“Why are you everywhere?” Wei Dongxiang flicked his feather fan, and a sharp, semi-transparent innate qi rushed towards Qi Fei.

Qi Fei lightly slapped the energy blast away, then mocked, “What are you bastards who dare to defy the imperial court doing here so furtively? Why are you engaging in such underhanded activities?”

At this moment, Wang Hongyu stood up from under the bed, holding two books in his hands. They were about the thickness of a palm, looked quite old, and were covered in dust.

When Wang Hongyu saw Qi Fei, his expression changed, and he said to Wei Dongxiang, “We’ve got the stuff, let’s get out of here quickly!”

“What are you stealing?” Qi Fei asked, looking at the book in Wang Hongyu’s hand.

Out of curiosity, Qi Fei made a grasping motion with one hand, and a powerful suction force emerged from his palm, directly enveloping the two light books in Wang Hongyu’s hands.

Wang Hongyu’s skill was nowhere near that of Qi Fei, and the two books immediately flew into Qi Fei’s hands.

Seeing this, Wang Hongyu became extremely anxious: “Qi Fei, you scoundrel, how dare you!” He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the book with one hand.

Wei Dongxiang, who was standing to the side, was even faster. The instant Qi Fei made his move, he also made his move.

A powerful surge of energy erupted, attempting to intercept the two books that were flying towards Qi Fei. The two books immediately floated into Wei Dongxiang’s hands.

Qi Fei snorted coldly and used all his internal energy. An even stronger force surged from his palm, and the two books flew back into his hand.

Wang Hongyu knew something was wrong. Without saying a word, he immediately used his Wang family’s signature skill, the “Dragon God Technique.” With a dragon’s roar, a golden dragon phantom appeared between his hands. It was three feet long, shaking its head and wagging its tail, and quickly pounced on Qi Fei.

“A trivial skill!”

Qi Fei drew a circle with his left hand, and a phantom of a blazing red sun appeared out of thin air, heading towards Wang Hongyu’s phantom of a golden dragon.

Almost simultaneously, Da Yi, Gui Yingzi, and Zuo Meihong rushed in from outside the door and attacked Qi Fei.

A red and blue protective aura rose from Qi Fei’s body, blocking the three people’s attacks.

Under this barrage of attacks, Qi Fei’s right hand weakened, barely managing to hold his own against Wei Dongxiang. The two of them each pulled one of the books over and held it in their hands.

Qi Fei glanced at the book; the cover had four ancient-style characters, crooked and illegible, and he had no idea what they meant.

Qi Fei had little knowledge of ancient Chinese characters, a script from thousands of years ago, and barely recognized any of them.

He learned to read and write with his fellow disciples from the Diancang Sect from a young age, learning the Chinese language commonly used on the Qiankun Continent.

“Give me back my things!” Wang Hongyu glared at Qi Fei and shouted coldly.

“Want it? Kneel down and beg me!” Qi Fei laughed and retreated outside.

Da Yi, Gui Yingzi, and Zuo Meihong did not dare to stop him and kept retreating, while Wang Hongyu and Wei Dongxiang chased after Qi Fei.

Before long, he leaped downstairs and came to the courtyard. Wei Dongxiang found an opportunity and used “Netherworld Ghost Claw” to attack Qi Fei. Qi Fei exchanged two blows with him but couldn’t defeat him for a while. At this moment, Wang Hongyu and the three experts surrounded him again. Fearing that he would be entangled by them, he continued to retreat. Right now, Qi Fei was alone, but the situation on the other side was uncertain. If they brought powerful reinforcements, it would be troublesome.

Qi Fei dared not linger in the fight. He leaped into the air, lightly touched the ground with his feet, and jumped out of the courtyard, quickly arriving at the path outside the courtyard.

He heard footsteps approaching and people talking, who sounded like disciples of the Shaoyue Sect.

Qi Fei dared not linger. He used his lightness skill to move forward at full speed and soon left the place.

“Senior Brother Yuan is really something, he should have shared this with us much earlier…”

“That’s right, that’s right, making us leave our posts in the middle of the night…”

The sound grew closer. Wang Hongyu watched Qi Fei disappear into the night, stomped his foot, and said, “Damn it, I’ll make that scoundrel pay the price sooner or later!”

Wei Dongxiang said in a deep voice, “Your Highness, let’s leave here first. The people from the Shaoyue Sect are coming. We can’t waste too much time; we have important matters to attend to later.”

Wang Hongyu said, “But we only got half a book…”

Da Yi hurriedly said, “Young Master, there’s plenty of time. We can figure out a way to get the things back slowly. Now that we know who took them, we have a way to get them back! Let’s leave here first.”

Wang Hongyu exhaled a deep breath and nodded.

The group quickly disappeared into the night, which remained as still as water, as if the fight had never happened.

At this moment, the guards of the Shaoyue Sect entered the small courtyard of the pavilion… Qi Fei ran all the way and soon returned to the side room. He closed the door, smugly took off his clothes, and got into bed.

Seeing his happy expression, Li Huiyu couldn’t help but ask, “What were you doing just now?”

Qi Fei chuckled and said, “Godmother, I just heard Wang Hongyu’s voice, so I went out to settle accounts with him. I caught him stealing and got into a fight with his men. Unfortunately, they outnumbered us, so I couldn’t kill them!”

“You got into a conflict with someone from the imperial court?” Li Huiyu said coquettishly. “Don’t cause trouble like this again. What if something unexpected happens? Do you hear me?”

“Understood!” Qi Fei took off his clothes and got into bed, tossing the stolen book on the bedside table. Then he embraced Li Huiyu’s warm and soft body. “Don’t worry, godmother, I, Qi the Great Hero, am the best in the world. I’m not afraid of them at all!”

Li Huiyu knew perfectly well that he was bragging. She shook her head helplessly and hugged Qi Fei.

Qi Fei grasped Li Huiyu’s full, large breasts with one hand and said, “Godmother, I want to drink your milk…”

Li Huiyu pushed up her bra, revealing a pair of large, snow-white breasts. She said, “You can suckle, but you can’t insert anything. You have a martial arts competition tomorrow!”

“Mmm!” Qi Fei happily lay on his beautiful godmother’s body, sucking on one of her pink nipples, enjoying the sweet milk.

Li Huiyu stroked his head with one hand, feeling the gentle warmth.

Her beautiful eyes swept across the room and suddenly noticed the dark blue book that Qi Fei had thrown on the bedside table. She glanced at it and didn’t think anything was wrong at first, but the next moment, when she looked back at the book and saw the four ancient characters on the cover, her expression changed.

As the former head wife of the Danxia School, Li Huiyu was a core figure in the school and was skilled in both literature and martial arts. Naturally, she could recognize ancient characters, as many martial arts manuals passed down through various schools were written in ancient characters, including those of the Danxia School.

The words on the cover of this dark blue book are “The Dao of Non-Action” and below it are two smaller characters: “Volume 1”.

Li Huiyu’s body trembled. She reached out and moved the oil lamp by the bedside closer, then picked up the book, opened the pages, and began to examine it carefully, word by word, starting from the first page.

As she looked, Li Huiyu’s expression changed. She became more and more shocked, and by the end, her entire body was trembling.

“Chirp chirp…” At this moment, Qi Fei was already sucking on her other nipple.

After a long while, Li Huiyu gently closed the “Scroll of the Way of Non-Action” and placed it aside. She took a deep breath, stroked Qi Fei’s head, and said, “Fei’er, where did you get this secret manual?”

Qi Fei looked up and said, “Wang Hongyu and the others stole these from a pavilion in the inner courtyard of the Shaoyue Sect. There were two books in total, and I just grabbed one. I could have taken both, but Wei Yan was there too. That old man’s martial arts are really good… *chu chu*.” After saying that, he went to suck on his beautiful godmother’s nipple again.

Li Huiyu sighed and said, “This is troublesome.”

“What’s wrong?”

“This is the Shaoyue Sect’s signature martial art, the ‘Wuwei Dao Scroll.’ I just checked it, and it’s definitely real.”

“Huh?” Qi Fei was stunned upon hearing this.

Li Huiyu’s beautiful eyes flashed as she pondered, “I never imagined that the people of the Da Gan Dynasty would be so audacious as to dare to break into the inner courtyard of the Shao Yue Sect and steal something, especially the ‘Wuwei Dao Scroll.’ If this gets out, the Shao Yue Sect and the Da Gan Dynasty will inevitably become enemies. This would normally be a good thing for us, but now that the first volume of the manual is in our hands, we might be framed by the Da Gan Dynasty. However, they also have a copy, so if things escalate, no one will be in a good position…”

The Shaoyue Sect is a leading force in the martial arts world, a major sect with a history spanning thousands of years, even longer than the dynasties, and possessing profound cultural heritage. Moreover, the Shaoyue Sect and the Dachan Temple share a common destiny. Although the Dagan Dynasty is powerful, it may not dare to openly break ties with the Shaoyue Sect, and therefore can only operate secretly.

Even if the Shaoyue Sect knew that the “Wuwei Dao Scroll” had been stolen, they couldn’t bring themselves to accuse them without evidence.

Li Huiyu estimated that unless the Shaoyue Sect discovered that the “Wuwei Dao Scroll” had been stolen and then attacked the imperial court to frame them, they would not cause trouble for no reason, especially since a martial arts contest to find a husband was being held these past few days.

Thinking of this, Li Huiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Fei said, “What’s there to be afraid of? My mother and Sister Fang are here anyway, and besides, I’m the best martial artist in the world…”

Li Huiyu smiled and said, “That’s true. It’s said that the ‘Wuwei Dao Scroll’ is divided into two volumes. The first volume is the internal energy cultivation method ‘Shang Shan Ruo Shui’ (The Highest Good is Like Water), and the second volume is the martial arts technique ‘Tai Chi Wu Liang’ (Boundless Tai Chi). Seeing it today, it’s indeed true. What you stole is the internal energy cultivation method ‘Shang Shan Ruo Shui,’ and what Wang Hongyu and the others have should be the ‘Tai Chi Wu Liang’ fist technique. The ‘Shang Shan Ruo Shui’ cultivation method is incredibly miraculous. It can deflect half of an enemy’s force, so even when facing an enemy twice as strong as oneself, one still has the strength to fight. The ‘Tai Chi Wu Liang’ fist technique, on the other hand, can increase one’s strength by twice… The Shaoyue Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a thousand-year-old sect. The ‘Wuwei Dao Scroll’ is indeed incredibly miraculous.”

Qi Fei said, “Godmother, then you should learn it quickly.” Because he already possessed the “Sun and Moon Divine Skill,” he no longer needed to learn other martial arts. Moreover, apart from “Red Sun Shines on the World” and “Bright Moon Flying Phoenix,” other internal energy cultivation methods could not be practiced at the same time, otherwise they would be mutually exclusive. He was unwilling to give up the “Sun and Moon Divine Skill” and instead cultivate the “Wuwei Dao Scroll.”

Li Huiyu hesitated for a moment and said, “I have already memorized this mental cultivation method, but…” She was hesitant about whether to cultivate it. After all, this was the Shaoyue Sect’s signature skill, and the most taboo thing in the martial arts world was to steal the martial arts of other sects, let alone a thousand-year-old sect like the Shaoyue Sect.

If others find out, there will definitely be endless trouble in the future.

Qi Fei said, “Don’t worry, godmother. Internal energy cultivation techniques aren’t martial arts moves. Even if you learn them, others won’t know them!”

“That’s true.” Li Huiyu smiled and playfully pinched his nose.

Qi Fei then asked, “Should we destroy the evidence?”

Upon hearing this, Li Huiyu’s eyes flickered.

At this moment, her mind flashed back to Yao Ye, the man she hated with the deepest hatred, and the images of being forced into the palace and whipped by the emperor… Gradually, her eyes narrowed, and she gritted her teeth and said, “Yes.”

After saying that, she placed the “Wuwei Dao Scroll” on the oil lamp and lit it. In a short while, this martial arts manual, which had been passed down for thousands of years, turned to ashes in the firelight.

…early the next morning.

After breakfast, members of various sects gathered at Yujing Square to continue the martial arts contest for marriage that had not been completed the day before.

The Shaoyue Sect, Dachan Temple, Dagan Imperial Court, Aojian Manor, Dagan Martial Arts World, Kun Kingdom Imperial Court, Kun Kingdom Martial Arts World, Xia Yushu’s faction, as well as martial arts sects from small countries such as Dongyi Kingdom, Xirong Kingdom, Nanman Kingdom, and Beidi Kingdom, and aristocratic families from various places, still number in large numbers.

Thousands of people were eliminated yesterday, but most of them stayed, all wanting to see the outcome of the martial arts contest to see who could win the heart of Princess Da Gan, this beautiful white lotus flower.

The master of ceremonies walked to the center of the arena and announced loudly, “Distinguished heroes, due to the large number of participants, the martial arts contest for marriage has not yet concluded. We will continue today. It should be noted that the young heroes who were defeated yesterday are no longer allowed to come up on stage. Now, let us welcome Zhang Jingzhu, the young hero of the Danxia Sect…”

As a disciple of the Danxia Sect, Zhang Jingzhu’s internal energy cultivation had not reached the Innate Realm. However, he relied on the Twenty-Four Forms of Danxia Swordplay, especially the move “Leaving Hand Sword,” to defeat many heroes and steal the limelight. To this day, no one has been able to defeat him.

Zhang Jingzhu, his hand resting on his longsword, said arrogantly, “I wonder which brother dares to come forward and challenge me?”

At that moment, a burly young man with a bare chest leaped over and landed in front of Zhang Jingzhu, laughing loudly, “Take this punch!”

The one who arrived was none other than Zhang Qiang, the chivalrous swordsman from Zhongzhou who had also made quite a splash yesterday, winning much applause with his “Ten Styles of Iron Fist”.

After exchanging greetings, the two immediately began fighting. Zhang Jingzhu used the “Danxia Sword Technique,” while Zhang Qiang used the “Ten Forms of Iron Fist.” The two exchanged blows, fighting fiercely and evenly matched.

Just then, a handsome young man dressed in a plain Taoist robe flew over with unparalleled grace, lightly touching the ground with his feet and passing over the heads of Zhang Jingzhu and Zhang Qiang.

However, it was Yuan Fuyao, an outstanding disciple of the Shaoyue Sect.

Yuan Fuyao chuckled and said, “Brothers, let’s not waste any more time. Come at me together!”

“Arrogant!”

Enraged, Zhang Jingzhu and Zhang Qiang wielded their longswords and fists respectively, unleashing their ultimate skills as they turned to attack Yuan Fuyao.

“A mere trifle.” Yuan Fuyao chuckled, and with a clang, the long sword at his waist was drawn.

In an instant, streams of black and white energy surged from the sword, transforming into circular sword rings. These sword rings intertwined in pairs and swept towards Zhang Jingzhu and Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Jingzhu and Zhang Qiang were both shocked. Not only was their opponent’s internal strength profound, having reached the Innate Realm, far surpassing their own, but their swordsmanship was also extremely superb. It was the “Two Elements Sword Technique” of the Shaoyue School. This sword technique was very mysterious and could deal with multiple enemies at the same time. When facing someone whose strength was inferior to one’s own, it had the effect of using the opponent’s strength against them. It was difficult for ordinary masters to break.

Zhang Jingzhu shattered the white sword circle with his sword, while Zhang Qiang thought his iron fist had shattered the black sword circle. After the two used their internal energy, they shattered the sword circle, but they felt themselves being pulled by a strange force. The two faced each other and almost collided!

Both of them were shocked and used all their strength to back away, barely managing to stand firm.

However, at this moment, Yuan Fuyao had already launched a preemptive attack, her long sword splitting into two cold beams, which struck Zhang Jingzhu and Zhang Qiang respectively.

At this moment, the importance of internal strength becomes apparent. It was precisely when their new strength had not yet been generated that their movements became somewhat sluggish, and they were immediately unable to defend themselves.

With a clang, Yuan Fuyao knocked the longsword out of Zhang Jingzhu’s hand, and at the same time, a bloody gash appeared on Zhang Qiang’s wrist.

Zhang Jingzhu looked at the longsword that had been knocked to the ground, his face turning pale and then red, and he retreated without saying a word.

Zhang Qiang sighed, clasped his hands in a fist and said, “Very well, as expected of a disciple of the Shaoyue Sect, I concede defeat!”

“You flatter me.” Yuan Fuyao smiled slightly and generously cupped her hands in greeting.

After the two men left, Yuan Fuyao called out, “Is there any other brother who wants to have a match? Why don’t you come up on stage and ask for my guidance?”

For a moment, no one dared to go on stage.

Wang Hongyu looked at Xia Yushu and sneered, “Brother Xia, didn’t you come here to participate in the martial arts contest for marriage? Why don’t you dare to go on stage now?”

Xia Yushu said disdainfully, “I don’t need to deal with this kind of trash. Jingyun, go!”

“Okay, big brother!”

Ye Jingyun, holding the Golden Crow Blade, walked step by step into the arena. He was about the same age as Qi Fei, with a somewhat childish face, but his eyes were quite resolute.

Yuan Fuyao didn’t take him seriously at all, seeing how young he was. However, Wang Hongyu’s expression changed slightly after seeing the Golden Crow Blade in his hand. He quickly gave Yuan Fuyao a wink, telling him to be careful.

Yuan Fuyao understood and put away her contempt.

Yuan Fuyao chuckled and said, “So it’s Young Hero Ye Jingyun from Red Leaf Manor. It is said that before the ‘Sword Master’ passed away, he passed on all his life’s skills and the divine weapon Golden Crow Sword to Young Hero Ye. I would also like to learn from the skills of the ‘Sword Master’s’ successor.”

Ye Jingyun drew his long sword and pointed it at Yuan Fuyao, saying, “Make your move, otherwise I’m afraid you won’t have a chance to do so, and you’ll regret it.”

His words were very sincere, but they sounded particularly harsh to Yuan Fuyao. It was clear that he looked down on him and didn’t take him seriously at all!

Yuan Fuyao’s face darkened, and he said seriously, “It seems that Young Hero Ye is very confident in his martial arts. In that case, let me have a taste of his skills!”

After speaking, he drew his longsword, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. With the appearance of the “Two Elements Sword Technique,” black and white sword circles circled around Yuan Fuyao, making her invincible. Then, the tip of his sword pointed directly at Ye Jingyun, the sword circles ringing out one after another, continuously sweeping towards his opponent.