Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 20 Trouble Comes Knocking, Shangguan Fei

Wei Wu always had the good habit of doing morning exercises.

Especially when he saw that this vixen Lin Xian'er had her hair loosely tied up, without any hairpins or accessories, wearing a pale yellow undergarment with a white crepe silk ribbon tied around her waist, half-covering and half-open, revealing a green bodice, a glimpse of her snowy breasts and arms, and her legs and feet covered by a plain long skirt, he didn't even bother with breakfast and decided to eat her first.

By the time the morning exercise ended, the sky had gone from just beginning to midday.

The two left the room one after the other.

Wei Wu's face was full of smugness as he walked, toying with two jade stones in his hands, pondering where to find some masters.

Although I killed two weapon masters yesterday, I spared the old shopkeeper's life and cleaned the poison off his body before leaving, so as not to lack "witnesses".

But the martial world is too vast, and travel is slow. Besides, the dead weren't "top-tier" figures like Tianji Laoren, Shangguan Jin Hong, or Li Xunhuan, so the news didn't spread very quickly.

He only gained a little over 300 fame points in one night, a large part of which was thanks to Qin Xiaoyi, which clearly shows that his news had spread.

Unfortunately, this guy was a good-for-nothing, and the people who really killed him were Blue Scorpion and Long Xiaoyun. Long Xiaoyun is also dead, so the only ones who know the truth are Blue Scorpion, him, and Lin Xian'er.

Therefore, many people suspect that Wei Wu was greedy for money, joined forces with Blue Scorpion to kill Qin Xiaoyi, and then fled with the painting.

Therefore, the transmission is relatively slow.

Lin Xian'er followed behind Wei Wu.

This woman's aptitude for martial arts isn't great; her current skill level already fully reflects her talent. However, her physique is truly extraordinary. After a night of hard work, coupled with morning exercises, even Wei Wu's back was a little sore, but she seemed completely unaffected. Not only did she walk gracefully behind Wei Wu without showing any signs of discomfort, but her martial arts skills had even improved somewhat!

What an alluring enchantress!

Although Lin Xian'er followed behind Wei Wu, her bright, gem-like eyes, red-rimmed and still brimming with the passion of spring, shone with a glimmer of light.

Just now on the bed, Wei Wu finally relented and told her that he was going to roam the martial world and make a name for himself as quickly as possible, whether it was a good name or a bad name.

Lin Xian'er naturally had a way—as the most beautiful woman in the world, if she followed Wei Wu, all she had to do was say that she was forced, and the number of people in the world who wanted to cause trouble for Wei Wu could stretch from the south to the north of the sea.

But that won't do. She's determined to stick around Wei Wu so she can use him as a shield in the future, and she certainly can't ruin his reputation.

Therefore, she quickly thought of something, her face flushed with a smile, and when she smiled, her already angelic face became even more beautiful.

"What a beautiful woman! This must be Lin Xian'er, the 'most beautiful woman in the world.' Indeed, seeing is believing, and meeting is even better than hearing about her."

Wei Wu and Lin Xian'er stopped at the top of the stairs, their gazes shifting downwards.

The speaker was a handsome young man dressed in an apricot-yellow brocade robe made of an obviously high-quality material, embroidered with gold patterns, which accentuated his already arrogant demeanor and gave him an air of nobility.

Several experts sat beside this man.

The man sitting to the left of the young master had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his hair was disheveled. Through his hair, you could see that his face was full of deep lines, not wrinkles caused by the loosening of skin with age, but knife scars, densely packed knife scars!

The scar was so frightening that people overlooked his snake-like triangular eyes, his ominous, sweeping eyebrows, and even paid little attention to his sinister gaze.

The old man's left leg was severed at the root, and his trouser leg hung loosely, but it was wrapped around a steel cane stuck in the ground.

Behind the old man stood two people, one tall and one short. The tall one was as thin as a bamboo pole with a hooked nose, while the short one had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his body was as fat as a vat.

Standing beside the two men, who were of different heights, were four other men dressed in the same apricot-yellow robes. However, these four men looked exactly the same, regardless of their height, weight, or facial features. Even their standing postures were identical, as if they were carved from the same mold.

At another table sat a white-haired old man wearing an apricot-yellow robe trimmed with gold, just like the young master and the scarred old man. His face was shrouded in a greenish aura, and just by looking at his face, one could tell that he was a master of poisons.

There were no guards standing behind this person; he was eating alone in silence.

But what was laid out on his table was not the food and wine that ordinary people eat, but five exquisitely crafted earthenware jars. One of the jars was covered with centipedes. He reached out and grabbed a handful. As soon as the centipedes bit his hand, they immediately went limp and went down, allowing him to put them in his mouth. He bit off most of them in one go, and juice dripped down the corner of his mouth. This devilish appearance made his eyes look even greener.

Lin Xian'er, standing on higher ground, could also see the contents of the remaining four jars—a poisonous snake, a scorpion, a gecko, and a toad.

There's nothing that women aren't afraid of.

Lin Xian'er was no exception.

But she didn't utter a sound. She just followed Wei Wu closely, her pretty figure hidden in his shadow. She reached out and grabbed his belt. He took a step, and she took a step too. He sat down opposite the young master, and she simply stood behind Wei Wu, not daring to touch him.

Looking at the arrogant and disdainful young master before him, Wei Wu, judging from his clothes, had already guessed the man's identity:

"Your name is... Jing Wuming, the son of Shangguan Jin Hong, the master of the 'Dragon and Phoenix Rings'?"

Gaba!

Shangguan Fei crushed the wine cup in his hand into several pieces. His arrogant disdain for everyone instantly transformed into a cold knife, stabbing towards Wei Wu. His voice was no longer gentle; instead, it was as sharp as a poisoned steel needle.

"Is Jing Wuming Shangguan Jin Hong's son?"

"Isn't that right?"

Shangguan Fei was so angry he wanted to kill someone, but Wei Wu laughed smugly, poured himself a bowl of wine, and traced the rim of the bowl with his fingertips. "If they weren't father and son, how could Shangguan Jin Hong trust someone with such high martial arts skills, someone worthy of being on the Weapon Ranking, to be his shadow?"

Shangguan Fei's face turned green, even greener than the old man eating centipedes beside him. He stood up in anger, his eyes blazing with fury. "You killed Yan Shuangfei and Yi Ku. They wanted to join the Money Gang, but the Money Gang doesn't want trash or dead people, so I'm here to recruit you."

"How ungrateful you are!"

Even Jing Wuming could recognize him, so Shangguan Fei didn't believe Wei Wu wouldn't recognize him.

But he still admitted he was wrong.

What's infuriating is that he admitted he was wrong!

Shangguan Fei flicked his sleeve, and a pair of steel rings fell from his wrist and he held them in his hand.

Every inch longer brings strength, every inch shorter brings danger; this mother-and-child steel ring, which can only protect the palm of the hand, is even more dangerous.

Once it strikes, it is with overwhelming force, every move is preemptive, every move is aggressive, and every move is deadly, because if this weapon cannot kill, it will kill itself.

Therefore, there are very few people in the martial arts world who dare to use such short melee weapons.

However, those who dare to use such weapons are certainly not weak in martial arts.

"Remember this well, the man who killed you is called Shangguan Fei, the son of 'Dragon and Phoenix Ring' Shangguan Jin Hong, his only son!"