[The List of Beauties of the Martial World] Chapter Two: Lewdness and Evil

The next day was a beautiful day. Early in the morning, the sun quietly rose above the horizon,
casting a pale ray of sunlight upon the earth. In such cold weather, this sunlight was insignificant, but it gave
a different feeling.
Early that morning, as Li Shenzhao and his family of three were having breakfast in a private room, their
enjoyment was interrupted by the voice of a waiter outside the restaurant. This restaurant, named 'Tianning,' had been booked by Old Du three days prior. Before booking, he had
specifically instructed that they preferred quiet and that no one else should remain in the restaurant unless absolutely necessary.
The waiter who remained to serve them was one of the waiter's sons.
Li Shenzhao frowned, and without being told, a black figure flashed out of the room like lightning. The black
figure was an elderly man with long, flowing hair, his face partially obscured, and a tall, upright posture.
This elderly man, whom Li Shenzhao called Old Du, was Li Shenzhao's butler.
When Lao Du arrived at the door, he saw the waiter bowing and scraping to a handsome young man in a blue robe, saying, "Young master
, I'm truly sorry, but this restaurant was booked out three days ago. Perhaps you could look elsewhere?"
The young man in the blue robe had a scholar's headband, his black hair tied in a bun and hanging down his back. His face was like jade, with sword-like
eyebrows and bright eyes, a straight nose, and a tall, imposing figure. Despite the cold winter, he wore only a thin blue robe
made of extremely expensive Suzhou silk produced by Wu Ji.
He wore warrior boots and held a jade fan in his hand. Every gesture he made exuded an extraordinary air. This young
man displayed excellent manners; in eight words, he was outstanding and refined.
"Hmph, the restaurant my young master wants to stay in, even if we book it all, we'll have to make room for him."
A middle-aged man in a gray robe, tall and slender, exuding an extremely harmonious aura,
stepped forward from behind the young man in the blue robe and barked at the waiter. His demeanor was extremely arrogant, as if their young master were some extraordinary figure
.
When Old Du came out, he didn't even glance at the young man, only shouting, "Get lost, don't disturb my master
's peace and quiet."
That subordinate was one of the young man in the blue robe's guards, and also a renowned master in the martial arts world. Besides his cultivation
, because of his master's noble status, he was always invincible wherever he went, receiving nothing but respect.
He never expected to be treated with such contempt in Jining City. Enraged, he immediately shouted, "Who
dares to speak to me like that, you old scoundrel?"
Old Du's brow twitched when he heard the guard call him an old scoundrel. In the martial world, apart from his master,
no one had ever dared to reprimand or insult him like that. A chilling killing intent flashed in Old Du's eyes. He leaped into the air,
swooping down on the guard like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit.
In a single move, in the blink of an eye, the guard was sent
flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, lifeless. Old Du's movements were incredibly fast. On the other hand, the young man hadn't
realized that on the day his family was about to reconcile with the Jiangbei Alliance, someone in the martial world dared to
kill his subordinate right before his eyes.
With the Dongfang family's reconciliation with the Jiangbei Alliance, the chaotic situation in the martial world had become clear. The vast world was now
dominated by two powerful families.
The young man was too late to save him and could only watch helplessly as his guard died before his eyes. At the same time, he
was deeply shocked by the martial arts skills of the strange man whose face he couldn't see.
The guard, named Chen Jiannan, hailed from Chenjiagou in Hebei, a place hailed as the "true lineage of Tai Chi" by the Wudang sect leader, Master Qingfeng
. Having immersed himself in the "Thirteen Forms of Tai Chi" for decades,
Chen Jiannan's mastery of Tai Chi had reached the supreme realm of "Xu Ling Ding Jin" (a powerful, upright posture). Even his father privately said that Chen Jiannan's Tai Chi skills were no less than those of the current
head of Chenjiagou.
Yet, even with Chen Jiannan's martial arts prowess, he couldn't withstand a single move from this strange man.
The young man carefully recalled the scene when the strange man lunged at Chen Jiannan; vaguely, he saw the strange man's right hand
turn a bizarre, blood-red color in an instant. A blood-red palm… Could it be…? The young man's heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed in surprise
, “Are you the old 'Blood Hand Shaking the Heavens' Du Miejue?” At the same time, he thought to himself, “This old demon has disappeared
from the martial world for thirty years, how could he suddenly appear here?”
“Dongfang Jingyun's son does have some insight,” Du Miejue said, his tone still icy.
Dongfang Jianren's mind raced. How did this old monster, 'Du Miejue,' get here? Just now,
I heard him mention his master, could the rumors in the martial world be true…? Thinking this, Dongfang Jianren looked up at the restaurant and said,
“Is that Brother Li Shenzhao upstairs?”
Seeing how quickly Dongfang Jianren composed himself and made such a correct
statement, Yin Wushuang nodded and said, “This son of Dongfang Jingyun is quite a character.”
Few people in the world could receive such direct praise from Yin Wushuang.
After seeing the young man for the first time, Li Shenzhao knew who he was: Dongfang Jianren, the second son of Dongfang Jingyun, the overlord of the southern martial world, known as the
'Jade Prince of the Turbid World'. Since he had been greeted, he should at least respond.
Li Shenzhao walked to the window and said, "It is indeed Shenzhao." With a thought, he instantly appeared
before Dongfang Jianren.
The 'Great Intent Ruyi Body Technique' was rumored to have been created by Li Shenzhao during his three years of seclusion on Mount Hua, where he
mastered the three great techniques: 'Qiankun Tribulation,' 'Tianxia Sword,' and 'Ruyi Body.' Now it seemed to be true. Dongfang Jianren felt a chill run down his spine. When Li Shenzhao appeared
, he had already used his family's secret technique to lock his aura. However, when he used the Ruyi Body Technique just now, he
couldn't detect him.
With such a technique, killing all the masters in the world would be a piece of cake.
Thinking this, Dongfang Jianren adjusted his mindset and said, "It is said that Brother Shenzhao created
the three great techniques 'Qiankun Tribulation,' 'Tianxia Sword,' and 'Ruyi Body,' which are renowned throughout the world. Seeing them today, it is indeed true to their reputation." Although his tone was
normal, it was not difficult to detect a hint of respect within it.
Seeing this, Li Shenzhao nodded secretly, thinking that all his hard work had not been in vain. Old Du had just killed
Chen Jiannan. Although Chen Jiannan wasn't much, he was still a member of the Dongfang family.
A powerful family always needs to maintain its dignity and authority. Today, Old Du had killed one of their people; the Dongfang family wouldn't
let it go so easily.
Li Shenzhao wasn't afraid of the Dongfang family, but if they wanted to cause trouble, it would be a very troublesome matter.
That's why Li Shenzhao deliberately revealed a powerful technique to intimidate Dongfang Jianren.
Now it seemed his scheming hadn't been in vain.
Li Shenzhao chuckled and said, "Brother Dongfang, you're mistaken. If Li Shenzhao has any reputation in the martial world,
then I'm afraid I'm infamous." "You do have some self-awareness," Dongfang Jianren thought to himself,
but said outwardly, "Who wouldn't want a life of freedom? If it weren't for worldly affairs, I'd like to
roam the world like Brother Li."
Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but cry out, and at the same time, a small hole appeared on his jade-like face
, from which blood gushed. Dongfang Jianren touched his face and found a small sliver of chopsticks. Clearly,
someone had used a transcendent skill similar to a "finger flick" to inflict the blood on his face.
"What are your intentions, daring to instigate my husband to do such a bad thing?" Su Wanrong's voice came from upstairs
.
At the same time, Yin Wushuang's voice came to Li Shenzhao's ears: "Master, it was Madam who asked me to
do that just now, please don't blame me. Actually, I know what you're worried about. Why should you worry? Didn't we
agree that after we pay our respects to Master Tianxie, we would live in seclusion in Hundred Flowers Valley, and from then on, worldly affairs would have nothing to do with us...
"
Li Shenzhao smiled bitterly to himself, and could only clasp his hands and say: "Brother Dongfang, please forgive me, my wife is young and ignorant..."
Dongfang Jianren could only smile awkwardly and say: "Your wife is a sentimental person, hehe, it's alright..." Damn it,
with you Li Shenzhao here, what can I do to her? Besides, that skill, that strange technique, even my father
might not be able to use it.
"I have urgent business to attend to, so I must take my leave. Brother Li, if you ever travel south, please do visit the Dongfang
family."
Looking at Dongfang Jianren's figure, Li Shenzhao shook his head and said to Du Miejue, "Old Du, you
really didn't handle this well."
This once infamous, bloodthirsty villain, Blood Hand Zhentian, feared throughout the martial world,
didn't dare utter a sound before Li Shenzhao, only saying, "You're right, sir."
"To deal with an enemy, if you're going to kill them, kill them all, or don't kill them at all. Even though we are powerful,
we shouldn't leave any future troubles."
"Sir, I understand."
"Then go."
Watching Old Du chase after Dongfang Jianren, a cold smile appeared on Li Shenzhao's face. He said,
"Dongfang Jianren, you shouldn't have dared to harbor ill intentions towards me. Today, this is your fate."
On Phoenix Mountain outside Jining City, there was an unnamed, solitary grave. Li Shenzhao and her two women stood there silently.
“Master Tianxie, although you haven’t formally recognized me as your disciple, in my heart, I still consider you my
master.” With that, Li Shenzhao knelt before Su Wanrong. “Without you, there would be no Li Shenzhao
today.”
Sunlight streamed in, and Li Shenzhao felt completely relaxed. Looking at the dark, worn wooden
plank he had casually picked up years ago, memories slowly flooded his mind, the bittersweet moments of the past resurfacing.
If you are interested, please listen to my story.
Tianxie Wang has terrorized the world for many years, and last month he became the daughter-in-law of Li Changting, the lord of the ‘Golden Wall Manor’ in Jiangnan.
While Li Changting’s martial arts skills were mediocre, the Li family had a centuries-old business lineage, immensely wealthy, and
was known as the “God of Wealth” in the martial arts world. Moreover, the current patriarch, Li Changting, was famously righteous and eager for quick success;
many people in both the righteous and the underworld had received his favors. In this context,
many people who had benefited from the Li family's long-standing friendship, under the call of Xu Ziyu, known as the "Hundred-Battle Sword King," spontaneously took action and headed north to exorcise the demon.
Upon hearing this, Nangong Batian, the head of the Nangong family in Yunzhou, dispatched his beloved son, Nangong Shaoxiong, north to participate in
the exorcism. Li Shenzhao, as Nangong Shaoxiong's attendant, accompanied him north, serving his young master's daily
needs.
On the road, Nangong Shaoxiong encountered Situ Xue and her entourage. Finding themselves compatible and sharing similar sentiments, they
traveled together.
With the young master at the table, Li Shenzhao could only stand quietly behind Nangong Shaoxiong, serving him. Xie Changfeng, Situ Xue, and the
other two truly lived up to their reputation as members of a prominent family; their posture, speech, and movements were all extremely elegant and
impeccable.
Watching Nangong Xiong chatting and laughing with Situ Xue, Xie Changfeng took a sip of wine and said to Nangong Shaoxiong,
"I've long heard of Brother Nangong's extraordinary talent. At such a young age, you've already cultivated your family's Nine Revolutions Profound Technique to an extremely high level. Three years
ago, you even became a disciple of the Eight-Armed Divine Monk, Senior Shi Xingying, and received
the true teachings of Senior Shi's 'Great Vajra Palm.' Is this true?"
Xie Changfeng was the beloved son of Xie Qingyang, an elder of the Huashan Sect. His father and Situ Xue's father, Situ
Tianfeng, the head of the Changbai Sword Sect, were friends, and their families had a close relationship. From a very young age, Xie Changfeng had a crush on Situ Xue,
but his feelings were unrequited. Situ Xue, however, felt nothing for Xie Changfeng. On the contrary, she
chatted and laughed with Nangong Shaoxiong, whom she had only recently met.
This made Xie Changfeng very unhappy, so he contradicted Nangong Shaoxiong the whole way. However, Nangong Shaoxiong did
n't care.
Hearing Xie Changfeng's words, Nangong Shaoxiong sensed something was amiss. He knew Xie
Changfeng's displeasure all too well; if Xie Changfeng wasn't going to smear him, fine, but now he's praising him?
Something was definitely fishy.
He had intended to keep a low profile, but seeing Situ Xue looking at him expectantly, Nangong Shaoxiong's
vanity kicked in. Hearing this, he said, "Brother Xie, you flatter me. My achievements are all thanks to my master's guidance." As
he spoke, he stole a glance at Situ Xue, noticing that the beautiful young woman's eyes were indeed sparkling…
"Brother Nangong, why be so modest? Among our group, besides Senior Brother Gu, your martial arts are the best."
Gu Ruoyang was the eldest disciple of the Changbai Sect, thirty years old this year, and had studied under Situ Tianfeng for twenty years. It was rumored that his swordsmanship
already possessed seven-tenths of the Changbai Sword Master Situ Feng's skill.
Among this group, he was the oldest.
Nangong Shaoxiong's martial arts skills and appearance were impeccable, and Situ Xue felt an inexplicable
fondness for him from the moment she met him. Hearing Xie Changfeng's words, she found them quite reasonable and agreed, "I think so too."
"It seems I'm thinking the same thing, Xue-mei," Xie Changfeng said with a fawning smile, looking at Situ
Xue. Xie Changfeng had a fair complexion, a distinguished family background, and exceptional martial arts skills; however, with Nangong Shaoxiong present,
he paled in comparison.
Situ Xue didn't appreciate his flattery; she merely frowned and smiled, "Senior Brother Xie, your wisdom is far superior;
how could I possibly compare?" Xie Changfeng called Situ Xue "Xue-mei," while Situ Xue addressed Xie Changfeng as "Senior Brother Xie"—the
implication was clear. Even a fool could see that Situ Xue wasn't interested in Xie Changfeng.
"Brother Xie's father, Senior Xie Qingyang, is known in the martial arts world as the 'Wise Sword.' As the saying goes, 'Like father, like son,
' Brother Xie's wisdom is beyond our reach. Xue-mei, don't you agree?"
"Brother Nangong is absolutely right."
Seeing Nangong Shaoxiong and Situ Xue's affectionate relationship, Xie Changfeng was consumed by jealousy, and
his hatred for Nangong Shaoxiong intensified. However, he didn't react, only chuckled and said, "Sister Xue, Brother Nangong, you
flatter me."
He paused, then drank some more wine in silence before continuing, "This time, to rid the evil demon of the Heavenly Evil, many heroes gathered, but
unfortunately, he still escaped in the end. In Brother Nangong's opinion, where will this evil demon go?"
Nangong Shaoxiong was taken aback, and subconsciously replied, "Jining City is a well-connected city; to the north, it leads directly to the Northeast beyond the Great Wall;
to the west, Qinghai; to the south, the Central Plains; to the east… This old demon is cunning and treacherous, it's really hard to say."
Xie Changfeng gave a soft hum, his eyes flashing as if he were thinking, and said, "Brother Nangong's martial arts
are superb. In the fight against the evil demon of the Heavenly Evil, I hope Brother Nangong will contribute more, and not just be a figurehead…"
"What do you mean by that?" Nangong Shaoxiong's expression changed upon hearing this, glaring angrily at Xie Changfeng. Now he finally
understood why Xie Changfeng was praising him. The Heavenly Evil King has roamed the martial world for many years, his demonic arts unpredictable and invincible;
only a fool would dare to fight him head-on. "I'm not that foolish!" Xie Changfeng
thought, feeling humiliated for saying this in front of Situ Xue. He was furious.
Xie Changfeng, however, remained calm and said nothing, only, "I was just saying, I didn't mean anything by it
."
Xie Changfeng's actions were clearly intended to provoke Nangong Shaoxiong. The Huashan Sect and the Nangong family had always kept to themselves; even
for Situ Xue's sake, he had no reason to provoke the young master of the Nangong family, headed by the great master Nangong Batian.
Li Shenzhao, observing the power struggle between Xie Changfeng and Nangong Shaoxiong, was utterly perplexed. Stealing a glance at Xie
Changfeng, the latter remained calm and unreadable.
Just then, a 'whoosh' sound came from in front of the restaurant; the sound of hooves suddenly stopped—someone else had arrived. Gu Ruoyang
's ears twitched, and he said to Nangong Shaoxiong and the others, "My master has arrived."

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