Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Aunt’s Conditions
At the top floor of the restaurant.
Shi Xiaole immediately spotted the two young men by the window.
Both of them lounged casually with an unremittingly arrogant and indifferent look in their eyes. Upon seeing Shi Xiaole entering, they both showed intriguing expressions.
"Ha-ha, leader Cao, so you’ve kept your word and brought our friend here after all." The young man on the left laughed loudly.
He did not believe that Cao Ruoyu would betray him.
One was a disciple of an official martial sect, the other was only the Young Master of a third-rate power in the wilderness. Despite his gifted talents, who could say anything for certain about the future?
Anyone with a normal mind would choose to cooperate with their own side.
"Shi Xiaole, the peerless blade and sword, heh heh, come in, we invite you for a drink."
Yang De beckoned Shi Xiaole with his hand, as if directing a dog, a toy.
At his right, Meng Zhao observed everything with a smile yet said nothing.
From the moment Shi Xiaole stepped into this room, he had already been doomed to death. But until the other party dies, it’s not bad to tease him a bit.
After all, as disciples of a renowned sect, they had been suppressed for a long time, and they needed to vent a little.
"Is this the attitude you use to invite people for drinks? Could it be that you got used to being invited this way?"
With his left hand behind him, Shi Xiaole calmly spoke as his fingers continuously performed calculations.
Meng Zhao turned his wine cup, saying, "It’s better to be humble. We ask you to come here, so you should obediently comply. Making a scene isn’t in your benefit."
Shi Xiaole stayed silent, standing without moving.
Bang!
Yang De slammed the table and stood up shouting, "The fact that I can call you, already shows that I respect you. Don’t be ungrateful. Do you believe if you hesitate again, I will crush you like a dog."
Shi Xiaole remained silent, his indifferent expression revealing a hint of disdain.
Seeing this scene, Cao Ruoyu couldn’t help but give a bitter smile, instinctively circulating his internal power, to avoid being caught off guard later.
"Some people just have to be beaten to understand!"
With a loud noise, it was Yang De who had kicked and shattered the Pearwood chair in front of him. The next moment, he leaped up with rage, a surging palm force directly bearing down on Shi Xiaole.
Third-rate high-grade palm skill, Rising Wave Palm.
As a disciple of the authentic martial arts sect, Yang De had already perfected the Rising Wave Palm to the Transformation Phase stage. Combined with his Qi Absorption at the third stage, this palm move indeed overflowed with a force like a raging torrent.
"So strong!" Cao Ruoyu couldn’t help but praise quietly.
Before he had cultivated the Fuyang Qi Skill, he might have had to go all out just to barely withstand Yang De’s palm strike.
A glimpse was enough to tell the whole story. If one Yang De was already this powerful, one could only imagine how formidable the genuine sects of the martial world really were.
Right now, Cao Ruoyu started second-guessing himself again.
Was it correct to support Shi Xiaole as he was doing now?
Before he could finish his thought, Yang De’s palm was almost about to touch Shi Xiaole’s forehead.
Just then, Shi Xiaole made his move.
Clang!
The other two people in the room could only see a flash of an azure sword light, which entered, at an elusive angle, precisely into the weakest part of the palm wind.
In an instant, a flower of blood blossomed in the air.
"No!" Yang De cried out in shock. He fell to the ground and disbelief filled his eyes as he looked at his left chest. Fresh blood continuously flowed from there and couldn’t be stopped.
"A one-strike kill?"
Cao Ruoyu’s opened his eyes wide, shivering from the shock. He didn’t even catch how Shi Xiaole made the move just now.
This was incredible.
In fact, Yang De was quite powerful, at least not weaker than Lei Lie in his normal state.
However, from the moment Shi Xiaole stepped into the room, his left hand behind his back had been secretly performing the Dai Sect’s number crunching art.
Therefore, as soon as Yang De charged up, all of his weaknesses were completely exposed. So naturally, he was instantly killed by Shi Xiaole’s move.
"Damn you, how dare you kill my junior?"
Meng Zhao stood up with a gloomy face and shouted at Cao Ruoyu, "Leader Cao, aren’t you going to make a move yet?"
Cao Ruoyu just smiled, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the window, creating a pincer with Shi Xiaole.
Seeing this, Meng Zhao’s body trembled with anger, and he called out coldly, "Well, it turns out you were in this together. But don’t forget, I am a disciple of the Chongyang Sect. Dare to kill me, and you will pay with your lives sooner or later."
"We’ve already killed one, killing another is no big deal. Besides, there are so many people in the Chongyang Sect, I don’t believe they would go avenge every disciple killed in the martial world."
With a step forward, Shi Xiaole’s sword aimed to strike Meng Zhao.
"Three Yang Sword Technique!"
In shock and anger, Meng Zhao also drew his sword, unleashing his best technique as his first move.
Amid the clanging noises.
A shower of sparks flew.
Meng Zhao’s swordsmanship carried a scorching heat. Each collision of blades would send this heat through the Azure Edge Sword, flooding into Shi Xiaole’s body.
This was his hidden damage move.
But unfortunately, after the completion of the Fuyang Qi Skill, Shi Xiaole’s Internal Power was much denser and longer-lasting than others’. So, to seriously injure him this way, Meng Zhao would need at least hundreds of moves.
"Single Yang Horizontal Halberd!"
Knowing he couldn’t drag on, Meng Zhao swung his sword. The scorching internal force followed the sword body, covering the whole space to whelm Shi Xiaole.
With the Golden Goose Skill activated, Shi Xiaole did not confront it head-on, but chose to dodge instead.
"Twin Sun Radiance!"
"Three Yang Prosperity!"
In the private room, Meng Zhao continuously unleashed his ultimate moves. Tables, chairs, window frames, even the walls had been marked with sword cuts, appearing disastrous.
Within the scorching aura, Shi Xiaole’s figure darted around. Occasionally, he would launch a sword strike, but most of the time, he was in a defensive stance.
"His strength, even if it’s not on par with Meng Zhao, is not far behind."
Upon witnessing this scene, Cao Ruoyu felt both astonished and relieved.
Truth be told, he had initially chosen to side with Shi Xiaole for various reasons, but he had also contemplated wavering. However, such wavering was gradually disappearing with Shi Xiaole’s astonishing strength.
Being at the Hidden Qi eightfold phase and able to fight a protracted battle with a Qi Absorption threefold disciple of a renowned righteous sect, Cao Ruoyu had never seen such talent before.
"Die, Sky Yang One Sword Kill!"
Seizing an opportunity, Meng Zhao finally unleashed his lethal move.
With a sword slash, his internal power, as hot as hemp rope, crisscrossed, swiftly heading towards Shi Xiaole’s neck.
"Oh no."
Cao Ruoyu drew his sword to join the battle.
But at the same time, Shi Xiaole also drew his sword.
He slightly deflected with his right hand’s sword, instantly knocked back by Meng Zhao’s internal power. Just when it seemed that he would be stabbed, Shi Xiaole swung his left arm, and the Hundred Battles Blade drew a peculiar, inexplicable red trajectory.
This red trajectory was like a heartless curve, coming from the unknown, heading towards the unknown, yet it abruptly intervened from behind Meng Zhao.
Bloody Chaos Kill.
The fully formed Bloody Chaos Kill elevated its momentum and versatility to a new level. Shi Xiaole had been dodging just to capitalize on Meng Zhao and test this blade’s power.
"Ah..."
In the nick of time, Meng Zhao’s sword was only half an inch from Shi Xiaole’s chest. However, his right arm was severed by the red blade light first.
"Great blade technique!"
Cao Ruoyu, as a sword wielder, couldn’t help but praise, astounded by Shi Xiaole’s incredible blade strike.
Strong swordsmanship, superior agility, and even a horrifying blade technique. How did this kid train?
On the roof, Meng Qi and others instructed to protect Shi Xiaole exchanged glances, agreeing unanimously in their hearts that Young Master was indeed mysterious.
"Cao, his life is in your hands now."
After defeating Meng Zhao, Shi Xiaole didn’t finish him off but instead retreated to the side.
Honestly, Meng Zhao was a bit of a disappointment for him.
Meng Zhao clearly had the cultivation of the threefold Qi Absorption phase, but his strength was just slightly greater than Lu Yan and Zuo Feiyang. His talent probably couldn’t even rank third.
"Cao, if you dare kill me, you’ll be done for..."
Meng Zhao was hollering, but his words abruptly stopped because he had already been cleaved into two halves by Cao Ruoyu.
"Cao, are you capable of covering up what happened today?"
Shi Xiaole asked with a grin.
By killing Meng Zhao with his own hand, it signified that Cao Ruoyu had irrevocably committed to the same boat and could be entrusted with a certain level of trust.
"Rest assured, Meng Zhao and Yang De were messing around in the red-light district tonight and will leave Feiyan City tomorrow, their whereabouts unknown."
Cao Ruoyu chuckled.
In this small Martial World of Feiyan City, they, Golden Phoenix Tower and Knife Assistance Gang, were the bosses. By having someone impersonate them and spread rumors the next day, they could muddle through the situation.
Even if the Chongyang Sect wanted to investigate later, they would only find it difficult to uncover anything.
Besides, Meng Zhao and Yang De were just ordinary disciples. Their deaths would probably not attract the attention of the Chongyang Sect.
"In that case, I’ll entrust this to you, Cao. There’s no trouble here, so I’d better be on my way."
Tonight was the fifteenth, and Shi Xiaole planned to return early to extract martial arts.
"Take care, Young Hero Shi."
Cao Ruoyu courteously responded.
Standing on the top floor of the tavern, watching Shi Xiaole’s figure gradually fade away, Cao Ruoyu reminded himself that he must not become enemies with this youth in the future.
...
"You’re saying, Xiao Le single-handedly dealt with two disciples of the Chongyang Sect?"
Inside Ru Garden, upon hearing Meng Qi’s report, Su Yanru chuckled with a slight hint of ’helplessness’.
She had just learned about Shi Xiaole’s exploits on Mountain Luyan from Yu Fangge’s letter, so she wasn’t too surprised at Meng Qi’s words.
However, this naughty boy obviously possessed extraordinary strength, yet still chose to keep it a secret, making her worry needlessly. He really does deserve to be taught a lesson!
Soon after Meng Qi left, indeed, Shi Xiaole returned.
Through the bed veil, Su Yanru, her alluring body merely covered by a thin veil, lazily half-laid on the bed and whined, "Come here quickly, give your aunt a massage."
With a sigh in his heart, Shi Xiaole reluctantly shifted his gaze away from his aunt’s body and began massaging. Midway, he suddenly touched a soft spot, causing his aunt to moan softly.
Turning his head to look, Shi Xiaole’s face turned beet-red, and his heart pounded. He immediately withdrew his hand. It turned out that he had accidentally pressed on his aunt’s plump buttock.
Su Yanru didn’t reprimand him, but instead locked her enchanting eyes onto Shi Xiaole.
The silent night, dim candlelight, and the gaze of a beauty — Shi Xiaole couldn’t withstand this pressure and finally surrendered, saying, "Aunt, there’s something I want to tell you."
"You want to venture into the Martial World? Yu Fangge has already written to me about it. Don’t you dare."
"But..."
"No buts."
Shi Xiaole pleaded, "Aunt, what would it take for you to agree to me?"
Su Yanru thought, pushing him this way might lead to resentment, so she casually joked, "Unless...you can produce a second-rate, high-quality martial arts book right now."
