[The List of Beauties of the Martial World] Chapter Six: The Madam's Concern

"Ah, Te'er, Te'er, tell your father who hurt you?"
"Waaah, Te'er, you can't die! How can your father face his family if you die?"
The next day, Li Shenzhao was half asleep when a furious and pitiful wail woke him from his dream.
Li Shenzhao dressed and went to the room from which the sound came. It was already crowded with people, including Situ
Tianfeng, Xu Ziyu, and many other famous heroes of the martial arts world.
On the bed, a burly, ruddy-faced, and dignified old man of about fifty was embracing
a young man with thick eyebrows and large eyes, weeping bitterly. Li Shenzhao recognized the two. The old man was Yan Yunshan,
a hero from the Yan-Zhao region, and the young man was his only son, Yan Te.
For parents, the greatest sorrow is to bury their child. The pain
is unimaginable to those who haven't experienced it firsthand.
Xu Ziyu sighed and said, "Brother Yan, the deceased is gone, please accept my condolences." Many of the heroes present, whether
they knew Yan Yunshan or not, whether they were familiar with him or not, stepped forward to offer their condolences.
As fellow members of the righteous path, they shared a sense of kinship.
Nangong Shaoxiong followed suit and said a few high-sounding words. Xie Changfeng was the last to speak, whether
intentionally or unintentionally, it was unclear. When he spoke, his expression was pained, as if Yan Yunshan were his own brother
.
"Uncle Yan, please accept my condolences. Now that Brother Yan has just met with misfortune, you must take care of yourself
. We will avenge Brother Yan in the future." The word "we" was used subtly, instantly placing him in the same
camp as Yan Yunshan.
Yan Yunshan was always known for his hatred of evil and his high moral character. He was highly respected in the Yan and Zhao regions, and the heroes of Yan and Zhao always looked to him
for guidance.
Yan Yunshan wiped away his tears, gave a soft "hmm," and said, "Thank you, nephew, for your kindness. I thank you on behalf of Te'er."
Seeing that Yan Yunshan's emotions had calmed down considerably, someone asked, "Master Yan, what happened
? How could your son..." Yan Yunshan, remembering his painful past, wept uncontrollably, saying, "I don't know either. This morning,
when I entered Te'er's room, I found him..."
Upon hearing this, Xu Ziyu's heart skipped a beat. He stepped forward and pulled open the front of Yan Te's shirt, revealing
a black and red palm print on Yan Te's snow-white skin. Seeing this palm print, someone exclaimed in shock, "The Great Extinction
Palm!"
The Great Extinction Palm was the unique martial art of the Heavenly Evil King. In the world, no one but the Heavenly Evil King could use
it. Yan Te's death was undoubtedly the work of the Heavenly Evil King.
This exclamation caused many present to change their expressions. This inn was now filled with
many masters from both the righteous and the wicked paths, including a peerless expert like Xu Ziyu. Even so, someone was still
killed last night without a sound, as if it were an empty place.
The crowd felt a chill run down their spines at the martial arts prowess of the most mysterious master in the underworld, the Heavenly Evil King.
Since the first great war between good and evil, both sides suffered heavy losses and tacitly began a
period of recuperation. For nearly a century, the righteous path flourished, but the evil path also saw a
surge of powerful figures, including world-renowned underworld bosses like the Heavenly Southern Evil God and the Lord of Gou Lou Mountain. Among these underworld masters, three were the most feared by the world
. The Heavenly Evil King was one of them.
Compared to the Yinshan Patriarch, the Purple Blood Divine Lord, the Heavenly Evil King was far more mysterious. No one in the martial world knew his origins
, not even his name.
Thirty years ago, when he first entered the martial world, he raped Feng Fei'er, a woman renowned for her beauty in the Western Martial World. Feng
Fei'er was the beloved daughter of Feng Jiutian, a powerful figure in the Western Martial Arts World. Upon learning of her murder, Feng Jiutian went mad, gathering
eight of the Western Martial Arts World's top masters and his elite "Black Dragon Guards" to relentlessly hunt down Tianxie Wang, vowing to avenge his daughter
.
In the past, during the battle at Eagle Gorge, despite having a significant numerical advantage, Feng Jiutian not only failed to kill Tianxie
Wang but was instead slaughtered by him in the gorge. That battle was a horrific spectacle of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.
A passerby witnessed the battle and, deeply traumatized, went insane, exclaiming in horror
, "He's not human! He's a demon!"
From then on, the name of Tianxie Wang resounded throughout the world.
Tianxie Wang seemed born for women and destruction. Over the decades, he had raped countless women, and the number of
people who died at his hands was immeasurable; his hands were stained with countless dropes of blood.
During this period, the righteous martial arts organizations launched several sieges against him, but each time they failed to harm him in the slightest
, and instead, countless people died or were injured in the sieges. The most famous of these was three years ago, when
the demon-slaying team was led by Master Huijue, the head of the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple on Mount Hao. On that occasion, the righteous heroes, having prior knowledge of the Heavenly Evil King's
whereabouts, surrounded him in Mount Wuyi.
However, after a fierce battle, no righteous master could withstand his onslaught. Even Master Huijue, who was said to have mastered the Arhat Divine Skill,
was struck by the Heavenly Evil King's Great Extinction Palm, and in the end, the Heavenly Evil King escaped unscathed.
Xu Ziyu had assessed the Heavenly Evil King's martial arts skills before his arrival, so he invited numerous
masters in his own name. Although they had severely injured him in the battle two days ago, he now dared not seek a place to heal, but instead
came to the inn to kill people. Did that mean his injuries were not serious at all?
Thinking of this, Xu Ziyu's face became much more solemn. He had practiced swordsmanship for thirty years and had never seen anyone
survive his 'Great River Sword Qi' unscathed. Now it seemed he had underestimated the Heavenly Evil King.
Seeing Yan Yunshan's grief, Li Shenzhao couldn't help but sigh. Suddenly, he smelled a familiar
scent, and his heart stirred. He looked towards the door and saw Bai Yuhua.
Bai Yuhua sensed something and looked up to see Li Shenzhao staring at her. This little boy, a few years younger than her daughter,
had bright, piercing eyes, and when he looked at her, there seemed to be something in them.
Bai Yuhua suddenly remembered what had happened between them the previous night, and her heart filled with shyness. She quickly turned her head away,
a blush rising on her beautiful face.
Li Shenzhao saw this and felt a stirring in his heart. He stepped forward and greeted her, "
Madam Situ..."
Bai Yuhua gave a soft "hmm," not daring to look at him, and went forward to comfort Yan Yunshan.
After comforting Yan Yunshan, the heroes left his room and went to the dining hall on the second floor of the inn. Because of
Yan Te's death, everyone's mood was somewhat low. This wasn't because they had a particularly good relationship with Yan Te,
but because they felt a connection to their own fate after seeing Yan Te's misfortune.
The Heavenly Evil King's whereabouts were unpredictable; who knew if they would be the next to be killed by him?
"Hero Xu, the Heavenly Evil King is so rampant, what are you going to do about this?" Some of the heroes had already
begun to ask Xu Ziyu.
"Yes, we have to think of a way; we can't just sit here and wait to die."
...
Looking at the noisy heroes, who seemed to be selling vegetables at a market, Xu Ziyu wanted to say something, but the words
wouldn't come out, and he could only sigh deeply. From the current perspective, this operation to besiege the Heavenly Evil King had already exceeded
his control.
Suddenly, Xu Ziyu's ears twitched, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light as he looked towards the stairs. He shouted, "Who goes there?" The group of heroes
glanced at Xu Ziyu, then looked towards the top of the stairs.
After a few seconds of silence, footsteps sounded from the top of the stairs, and a plain-looking waiter dressed in coarse cloth
appeared in their sight. Under the intense gazes of the group, the waiter trembled with fear, his legs shaking slightly
. "Esteemed guests, I... I was just wondering what I can do for you?"
Seeing that it was the waiter, the previously highly vigilant heroes breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Ziyu looked the waiter up and down and smiled, "Waiter, I've heard that there's a century
-old glutinous rice cake shop in Jining City. Their glutinous rice cakes are incredibly delicious. Would you like to buy a few?"
"Sure, I'll go right away."
"Then come here, I'll give you the silver." As he spoke, Xu Ziyu reached into his pocket and pulled out a
one-tael coin. As the waiter stepped forward to take the item, Xu Ziyu suddenly
grabbed his hand tightly and shouted, "Heavenly Evil King!"
The words startled everyone, who exchanged bewildered glances.
The waiter, who had been slightly bowed and trembling with fear, suddenly straightened up.
A series of crackling sounds emanated from his body, and he underwent a strange transformation. His previously thin frame became
strong and powerful, and he grew more than a foot taller, now half a head taller than Xu Ziyu, imposing and majestic.
"Hehe, Xu Ziyu really is Xu Ziyu." As he spoke, the waiter's face twitched, and
his previously ordinary appearance suddenly transformed into that of a
middle-aged man with stern eyebrows, eyes like cold stars, and a nose like a hanging gall bladder—a face as if sculpted from rock. "In all these years, you are the first person to see through my 'Shape-Shifting' technique."
At first glance, this middle-aged man appears handsome, but upon closer inspection, you slowly perceive a
subtle yet alluring wickedness. This wickedness carries an unparalleled charm.
This is the Heavenly Evil King.
Upon seeing this middle-aged man, Li Shenzhao's heart skipped a beat, for he recognized him. Wasn't he the beggar who had cowered at the inn's entrance on the first
day, chased away by the waiter?
Xu Ziyu didn't say anything as naive as "Heavenly Evil King, you can't escape today." He simply gripped
the Heavenly Evil King's hand tightly. Although he was being held captive, the Heavenly Evil King's face remained unchanged, completely unconcerned as if
nothing in the world could restrain him. When he looked at Xu Ziyu, a provocative and wicked glint appeared in his eyes.
"Heavenly Evil King, surrender."
In the arena, the Heavenly Evil King didn't reveal any chilling aura, but he gave off an extremely dangerous feeling,
as if anyone who made a single move might be destroyed. After the Heavenly Evil King revealed his true form,
this strange feeling arose in everyone's hearts.
"Hahaha, Xu Ziyu, do you think this is possible?" As he spoke, the Heavenly Evil King trembled, and
a blue gas erupted from his body. With a flick of his hand, he threw Xu Ziyu away, breaking free from his restraints.
As if expected, Xu Ziyu remained calm, coldly glancing at the Heavenly Evil King, and said, "The Great Asura
Technique truly lives up to its reputation." A look of evil arrogance appeared on the Heavenly Evil King's face: "You do
have some insight."
Suddenly, a furious shout rang out: "Heavenly Evil Demon, return my son's life!" As soon as the words were spoken, everyone felt a
surge of power, and a figure lunged at the Heavenly Evil King. The one who made the move was none other than Yan Yunshan, the great hero of Yan and Zhao. It turned out that
he had rushed out upon hearing of the Heavenly Evil King's appearance. His heartbroken grief over his son's death had consumed him, and he hadn't considered
the difference in cultivation between himself and the Heavenly Evil King.
The Heavenly Evil King didn't even look at Yan Yunshan, his face still bearing a wicked smile, and said, "Since you love your son so much,
then I'll send you to keep him company." Upon seeing this, Xu Ziyu's expression changed, and he hurriedly cried out, "Oh no! Brother Yan, please calm
down!" As he spoke, he lunged forward, trying to stop Yan Yunshan, but it was too late.
Yan Yunshan had already lunged at Tianxie Wang, unleashing a lightning-fast punch with all his cultivation.
Yan Yunshan arrived fast, but retreated even faster. With a loud thud, Yan Yunshan
crashed heavily to the ground like a lump of mud, blood gushing from his mouth. His body convulsed a few times before he lay lifeless.
In the martial world, Yan Yunshan was known as "Iron Fist Shakes the Nine Provinces," his fists capable of shattering stone and splitting monuments
. He cultivated both internal and external strength, possessing unparalleled power. Yet, even with such power, he couldn't withstand a single blow from Tianxie Wang. Moreover,
many hadn't even seen how Tianxie Wang had attacked.
Tianxie Wang's martial arts had truly reached a profound and mysterious realm.
Looking at Yan Yunshan, Xu Ziyu closed his eyes in anguish, sighed deeply, and said, "Brother Yan, I
have failed you." This time, Yan Yunshan had come north to help at his invitation. Now, the Yan family father and son had suffered a tragic
fate at the hands of Tianxie Wang, and the Yan family line was extinguished.
In an instant, Xu Ziyu seemed to transform into a different person. Xu Ziyu was naturally gentle, so his aura, though
vast, was originally very soft, like a calm, waveless sea. But now, the boundless sea was turbulent, with towering waves and
countless dangers.
"This is more interesting."
Ignoring the Heavenly Evil King's verbal provocation, Xu Ziyu glanced around at the assembled heroes and said, "Gentlemen, Yan Yun Mountain..."
" My brother is my good friend, and now he has been harmed by the Heavenly Evil King. I, Xu, will avenge this deep-seated hatred against the Heavenly Evil King
. Please, everyone, do not interfere in my battle with the Heavenly Evil King later."
Upon hearing this, Li Shenzhao nodded inwardly: "This Xu Ziyu is upright and honorable, valuing loyalty above all else, truly
worthy of being called a great hero."
The Heavenly Evil King laughed and said, "Xu Ziyu, you don't need to make excuses for these good-for-nothings.
I despise some good-for-nothings, unless they block my way." Hearing this
, Li Shenzhao suddenly realized. It turned out that Xu Ziyu's reason for challenging the Heavenly Evil King was not only to avenge his friend
, but also because he feared the Heavenly Evil King would harm the other heroes present.
The Heavenly Evil King's demonic arts were unfathomable; apart from Xu Ziyu, no one else present could truly withstand him.
If he were to unleash his power, who knew how many people would die?
Those present were all renowned figures in the martial world, never having suffered such an insult. Hearing this, they were all
furious: "A demon is rampant!"
"A villain is insolent!"
"Yes, what nonsense did he spout, calling us trash! How despicable! If it weren't for Master Xu's
prior warning, I would have let him taste the power of my Chasing Wind Sword!"
...
Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Evil King's brow furrowed slightly, a subtle smile curving his lips, instantly giving his face an
indescribable sinister air. He looked at the nearest middle-aged swordsman and asked with a smile, "What, you're not convinced? I said you're trash, so
you're trash." "With that, he waved his right hand, and a beam of blue light shot out, entering the middle-aged swordsman's
body. The middle-aged swordsman convulsed instantly, and finally, with a 'boom,' his entire body shattered into
a pile of minced meat.
He killed without a trace, speaking with a smile.
Xu Ziyu's expression darkened. He said, 'Heavenly Evil King, why did you kill him?' Heavenly Evil King replied nonchalantly
, 'Don't you think his shouting over there was annoying?'
'You…' Their paths diverged, and Xu Ziyu, rarely speaking, drew his 'Dragon Elephant Treasure Blade,'
pointing it at Heavenly Evil King, and said, 'Today's battle is a fight to the death.'" As he spoke, his sword had already slashed
forward. The move was simple, somewhat similar to the common "Splitting Mount Hua with a Sword," but it possessed endless variations,
combining offense and defense, embodying the supreme principles of the sword.
Many in the audience recognized its power; Xu Ziyu's swordsmanship captivated them all. Of the two present,
Xu Ziyu aside, regardless of their status, Tianxie Wang was indeed a peerless master, one in a century. A battle between two such masters was a rare opportunity; if they could glean some martial arts principles from it, it would 　　greatly benefit
their cultivation . 　　 Xu Ziyu was a humble man, but his sword... It was immense and domineering. The chilling light of the blade illuminated the void, and boundless 　　killing intent emanated from it, causing the temperature in the arena to plummet. 　　 Normally, one would dodge such a domineering blade technique, seeking an opportunity to subdue the enemy later. 　　 However, the Heavenly Evil King did not do this. Instead, he met it head-on, simultaneously forming fists with both hands to slam into Xu Ziyu's 　　incoming blade light. 　　 His fists were equally massive and domineering; with each punch, the air surged, carrying an overwhelming aura. 　　 Suddenly, a Taoist priest beside Li Shenzhao exclaimed in horror, "How is this possible? 　　How can the martial arts of the evil path possess such a domineering aura?" The assembled heroes all turned their heads. The Taoist priest had an ordinary appearance, 　　but the gray robe he wore, embroidered with a Bagua symbol on the chest, made him someone no one dared to underestimate. 　　 This was the symbol of the Louvre, one of the two holy sites of Taoism in the world. Looking at the golden cauldron mark on the collar, 　　they were immediately abuzz, for many recognized the Taoist priest's identity—he was actually an elder of the Louvre's outer court. 　　 This was understandable, as it was common knowledge that the martial arts of the unorthodox sects were extremely Yin. The evil 　　ones cultivate methods that harm others for personal gain, and are insidious and vicious. These martial arts are powerful, but 　　they are utterly evil, completely different from the righteous and upright martial arts. 　　 Yet, the martial arts displayed by the Heavenly Evil King are fierce and domineering. This is truly contrary to convention. The 　　 Heavenly Evil King actually took Xu Ziyu's domineering sword strike head-on with his fist. Fist and sword clashed, and both men retreated 　　two steps before stopping. Xu Ziyu's fighting spirit was palpable, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face as he said, "That was exhilarating." "With that, 　　the man stepped forward, his blade moving with his will, unleashing another slash. 　　 This strike was incredibly powerful, carrying a thunderous roar. In the air, it was as if a hurricane had been created; the rooftops were 　　whipped into the air by the gale, 　　 and the entire inn, under the domineering force of the blade, scattered and reduced to ruins. 　　 Tianxie Wang stepped forward, his iron fists meeting the attack. However, just as his fists were about to touch Xu Ziyu 　　's treasured blade, the blade suddenly vanished, and his body, affected by gravity, leaned forward. At that moment, 　　a chilling, frost-like blade aura came from behind, attacking a point he couldn't defend against." Although terrified, the Heavenly Evil King remained calm . 　　 He used an incredibly skillful footwork to forcefully pull 　　himself out of Xu Ziyu's blade. However, despite avoiding the attack, Xu Ziyu's blade still 　　left a foot-long wound on the Heavenly Evil King's body. 　　 Xu Ziyu's swordsmanship had reached the highest level of using the real to control the illusory, and returning the illusory to the real. The Heavenly Evil King's Heavenly Demon Shadow 　　technique, though wondrous, was still unable to evade it. Wounded, the previously wicked Heavenly Evil King frowned, 　　his eyes flashing with chilling coldness, and said, "A fine Great River Blade Technique, Xu Ziyu. Try taking a punch from me." " 　　 With that, the Heavenly Evil King unleashed a punch. This punch was incredibly powerful and unstoppable, its momentum overwhelming. A faint thunderous sound followed 　　, as if it contained all the yang energy in the world, possessing earth-shattering power. 　　 Xu Ziyu's face turned solemn. He didn't take the punch head-on, but 　　instead used his sword to form a shield, attempting to deflect the Heavenly Evil King's force. At the same time, he retreated. Seeing this, the Heavenly Evil King smiled slightly, took a large step, and threw another punch 　　. 　　 The Heavenly Evil King's fists were more powerful than divine weapons; each punch contained immense force, possessing an earth-shattering, unstoppable 　　momentum, relentlessly locking onto Xu Ziyu. Xu Ziyu retreated three steps, thinking he could avoid the Heavenly Evil King..."

Just as he regained his footing, the Heavenly Evil King's fist mysteriously slammed towards him again. Helpless, he raised his
sword to parry, and with a resounding boom, sparks flew. He was forced back three feet, while the Heavenly Evil King stood motionless
.
This scene left the assembled heroes in disbelief. Indeed, Xu Ziyu
's treasured sword, named Dragon Elephant, could cut through iron like mud and sever gold and jade—a rare and formidable weapon. His swordsmanship was characterized
by its fierce and domineering style, making him virtually invincible. Yet now, he had been
forced back by the Heavenly Evil King.
Despite being forced back, Xu Ziyu remained unaffected; on the contrary, his expression became even more excited. With a roar
, he unleashed another slash. The Heavenly Evil King, without hesitation, met the attack head-on. In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed the arena,
fist energy filled the sky, and a violent aura swept across the heavens and earth, causing the sky to change color and sand and stones to fly through the air.
In the arena, the Heavenly Evil King declared loudly, "Xu Ziyu, even if we fought for three days and three nights with our current cultivation levels, I think
it would be difficult to determine a winner. Why don't we settle this with a single move?" Xu Ziyu replied with boundless pride, "Alright!"
The Heavenly Evil King and Xu Ziyu faced off, their two most powerful auras clashing and merging, causing the sky to rise and the
clouds to surge. A tense atmosphere permeated the hearts of everyone present.
Xu Ziyu had practiced swordsmanship for decades, roaming the martial world with few rivals. The saying "invincible is lonely" held true; today, encountering
a peerless master like the Heavenly Evil King, his fighting spirit was ignited. As if sensing its master's joy, the Dragon Elephant Sword emitted resounding
melodies. The powerful Great River Sword Qi flowed within Xu Ziyu's body between him and the sword. In an instant, he felt
himself and the Dragon Elephant Sword become one, inseparable. The feeling was incomparably wonderful. Xu Ziyu seemed
to be able to sense everything about the Dragon Elephant Sword—its past glory, its former domineering aura—all flashed
through his mind.
If before, his fusion with the Dragon Elephant Sword was merely a familiarity that developed over time, like the connection that forms with
something over a long period. But now it was different. His
fusion with the Dragon Elephant Sword was a spiritual fusion. Only the spirit can control matter.
The Heavenly Evil King was stunned. He truly hadn't expected that at this crucial moment, Xu Ziyu would break through and reach
the supreme sword realm of man and sword as one. After a moment of surprise, the Heavenly Evil King smiled, glanced at Xu Ziyu, and said,
"I didn't expect you to break through. This battle is even more interesting now."
He had thought the two great masters would immediately attack, but they were merely standing there. Among the crowd, a
young disciple asked his master, "Master, why haven't the Heavenly Evil King and Hero Xu made a move yet?"
The scene was quiet at the time, but the young disciple's voice immediately broke the silence and
attracted everyone's attention. The master blushed slightly, but seeing his disciple's innocent and curious face, he couldn't bear to scold him. He
said, "They're about to unleash a powerful attack; they're currently gathering their strength. Your skill is weak, so retreat a bit to avoid being affected by the energy."
Upon hearing this, most of the onlookers immediately dispersed. Li Shenzhao looked left and right, thinking, "
Should I retreat a bit too?" At this moment, Bai Yuhua walked over and said, "Their attack
will be earth-shattering; you should retreat a bit as well."
Li Shenzhao nodded and looked at Bai Yuhua, saying, "Thank you." Being
stared at like that by the little boy, Bai Yuhua instinctively felt a little shy. She turned her head away and said,
"No need." Looking at the boy's back, Bai Yuhua thought, "I'm actually a little afraid of that boy.
What's wrong with me?"
...
In the arena, Xu Ziyu stood tall and imposing, his blade and man becoming one, radiating a powerful and vast aura
. Tianxie Wang, on the other hand, exuded a murderous aura, like a war god. At the height of his
power, Xu Ziyu roared and slashed at Tianxie Wang. Wielding his divine weapon, Xu Ziyu was like a god, high above,
his blade unleashing a crimson aura that shone with boundless light. An overwhelming power filled the entire space,
as if to cleave the heavens in two.
Tianxie Wang, his long hair flying, was enveloped in a blue light, the morning sun
reflecting off him with a chilling gleam. Slowly, the light around him
surged towards his right hand, transforming it into a gigantic blue hand capable of manipulating the heavens and earth.
Finally, the two overwhelming powers collided in mid-air. The sky suddenly darkened, followed by a
tremendous, deafening roar, and then the earth shook violently. No one knew what had happened.

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