Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 979: Chongyang’s Life?

As Daiqisi rushed forward, Ouyang Feng’s Toad Style Martial Art also reached its peak. Just as he was about to make a move, his figure suddenly paused: “Eh!”

Daiqisi also didn’t understand why she had charged forward recklessly. Could it be that she had fallen in love with this young man? A shiver ran through her body, and she immediately dismissed this guess. After thinking it over, she could only attribute it to the fact that she had invested so much in Song Qingshu—though passive, he was indeed a reliable support. She and Xiao Zhao would probably still have to rely on him in the future to deal with Ming Zun.

“So I absolutely can’t let him die now. Otherwise, all the sacrifices I’ve made would be for nothing!”

Daiqisi gritted her silver teeth, swung her long sword, and charged in. Despite the strong wind and the multitude of shadows in the arena, she couldn’t see clearly who was who. But she thought that as long as she could influence that white-robed old man, Song Qingshu might still have a chance to turn the tide.

However, when she approached the battle circle, she immediately realized she was wrong—very wrong. The martial prowess of these two was so high that every move and the residual power of their techniques already filled a radius of one zhang. Her sudden intrusion seemed to release these scattered energies, which surged toward her with a bang.

Daiqisi’s mind went blank instantly. Whether it was either of these two, they were the top-tier existences in the entire wulin. A single palm could make her regret her life on the spot, let alone the fact that these energies were nearly a joint attack from both of them.

“Qianye, I don’t know if I’ll be able to see you after I die…” At this moment, Daiqisi’s mind became extraordinarily clear. She suddenly realized that if she really met her husband then, how could she tell him about her unfaithfulness? And if he asked her why she died, would she tell him it was to save that treacherous… adulterer?

Just as Daiqisi was caught up in worry and doubt, a gentle force suddenly came from her waist, and her whole body fell into a warm embrace.

“Big Sister, risking your life to save me, this kindness, I, your younger brother, will definitely repay with my utmost effort, even if it means dying.”

A familiar voice sounded in her ear. Daiqisi’s pretty face suddenly flushed completely red. How could she not recognize that it was Song Qingshu’s voice? What made her even more ashamed and furious was that his words reminded her of the intimate scene they shared that night. She had been tossed around all night and finally couldn’t help but hug him and shout ‘Good, younger brother.’ This incident made her wake up and feel extremely annoyed afterward.

“Eh?”

Wang Chongyang didn’t pay attention to their flirtatious exchange. Instead, he was contemplating how the other party could escape this deadly trap. He knew he had already sealed all escape routes just now, feeling completely confident. Who would have thought he would actually escape alive!

Recalling the entire process just now, Wang Chongyang still had no clue. Meanwhile, the flying swords controlled by Song Qingshu were nearly touching his body.

All seven figures merged into one. Wang Chongyang pressed his palms into the void, and his innate inner strength, which had reached a perfected state, burst forth, instantly shattering the flying swords in the air.

“How did you escape from my Heavenly Big Dipper Formation just now?” Wang Chongyang asked, not continuing his attack, standing with his hands behind his back.

Song Qingshu only then snapped out of his flirtation with Daiqisi, smiled slightly, and said, “One step out.”

Wang Chongyang took his words as sarcasm and his expression darkened: “Good, then let’s see how you step out again!” As soon as he finished speaking, his figure split into seven, and at a much faster speed than before, he surrounded Song Qingshu in the middle.

Daiqisi hurriedly said, “Quickly push me out, or you’ll have an extra burden, which will definitely be dangerous.”

Song Qingshu chuckled: “Sister, indeed, you’re still worried about my safety.”

Daiqisi’s face turned red: “Bah! I wish you’d just die, I just don’t want to be implicated by you.”

“Rest assured, not only is my… big, but my skills are also great,” Song Qingshu said, biting Daiqisi’s ear, making her both angry and anxious. She thought, at this moment, how could he say such nonsense in front of outsiders?

Seeing his indifferent look, Wang Chongyang was furious. He thought, does he really believe I dare not kill him?

But Wang Chongyang, being a grandmaster, saw that Song Qingshu was holding a woman in his arms, so he held back his strength somewhat. Even so, the seven figures again sealed all of the opponent’s escape routes.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, tightened his grip, and made Daiqisi’s soft, plump b0dy cling tightly to him. Then he lifted his foot and gently stepped aside.

Wang Chongyang was stunned to find that the other party had once again jumped out of his formation and was faintly standing at the Bei Ji Xing Position. The Heavenly Big Dipper Formation was indeed miraculous, but it couldn’t be completely flawless. The position of the Bei Ji Xing was the biggest flaw in this formation. If the enemy occupied the Bei Ji Xing position, they could control the formation and restrict the movement of the Heavenly Big Dipper Formation.

However, occupying the Bei Ji Xing position was a mistake only made by novice practitioners. If the Seven Disciples of Quanzhen used it, they would never allow the enemy to easily seize the Bei Ji Xing position, let alone Wang Chongyang, the founder of the formation whose martial arts far surpassed the Seven Disciples.

Wang Chongyang naturally understood the importance of the Bei Ji Xing position, so he was extremely cautious when deploying the formation. If the opponent tried to seize the Bei Ji Xing position, he had prepared dozens of countermeasures to withstand continuous attacks.

But despite all his precautions, the opponent still appeared at the Bei Ji Xing position!

“Eh?” Wang Chongyang was unconvinced. He immediately changed the formation and attacked again, this time with even faster movements than before.

He saw Song Qingshu hugging Daiqisi, then stepping aside again, once more appearing at the Bei Ji Xing position!

“How is that possible!” Not only Wang Chongyang, but everyone else in the hall stared in disbelief at what was happening. The Seven Disciples of Quanzhen, perhaps limited by their martial arts, couldn’t see the trick, but Ouyang Feng saw clearly.

Perhaps because the one involved was confused while the observer saw clearly, Ouyang Feng could see that although there was obviously an obstacle in front of Song Qingshu, he took a step forward as if the heavy obstruction was air, directly appearing at the Bei Ji Xing position.

It was like two adjacent rooms. You take a step inside one room facing the wall, and in the next moment, you find yourself in the neighboring room. No wonder even Wang Chongyang was so flustered.

Wang Chongyang continued to change the array, repeating several rounds. Suddenly, the seven figures merged back into one. He stood there dazed, looking at Song Qingshu with a complex expression: “No need to fight anymore, I… lost.”

At this moment, he couldn’t help but think of the eight characters left in Lin Chaoying’s ancient tomb—Chongyang’s life, not inferior to others. Reflecting on it now, it was so ironic.

Of course, in fact, Wang Chongyang hadn’t lost his fight with Song Qingshu so far, and he was faintly still in the lead. If they truly fought to the death, with his decades of cultivation and experience, his chances of winning would still be over fifty percent.

But Wang Chongyang had his pride. When he previously fell behind in the sword fight and his proud Heavenly Big Dipper Formation was easily broken, he still couldn’t see how the opponent had done it!

If he continued to cling stubbornly at this point, that would be truly inferior.

“I concede, I concede!” Song Qingshu cupped his hands, secretly relieved. He had appeared relaxed earlier, even joking with Daiqisi from time to time, but that was all an act—to create the illusion that he was in full control.

Back when he was outside Kaifeng, he had understood the principle of “the man in the painting,” vaguely grasping the threshold of spatial laws. This allowed him to achieve near-teleportation over short distances. But this move consumed a lot of inner strength, and even with his nearly endless internal energy now, he couldn’t sustain such terrifying consumption. If he fought Wang Chongyang to the end, he would be the first to collapse.

‘Hmm, it’s about time to come up with a flashy name for this move. From now on, every time I use it, I’ll shout out the name of the technique first. Though it’s a bit cheesy, with my handsome appearance, it’ll definitely look cool,’ Song Qingshu thought to himself, unable to suppress his imagination.

At that moment, Wang Chongyang suddenly flickered and appeared beside Xiao Longnu. Pucha Qiucao was no match for him. He could only watch helplessly as Wang Chongyang grabbed Xiao Longnu’s shoulder and rushed out of the hall, disappearing into the forest.

“This girl has a deep connection with me. I’ll take her first,” Wang Chongyang said.

Hearing his words, Song Qingshu was furious. He hurriedly chased in the direction of Wang Chongyang’s disappearance, while instructing Ouyang Feng and others: “Control the members of Quanzhen Sect. When I return, I will deal with them accordingly.”

Song Qingshu dashed through the forest, gnashing his teeth in anger: ‘If I compare who has a deeper connection with Xiao Longnu, that bastard Wang Chongyang is nowhere near me! Wang Chongyang at most is just the beloved of Xiao Longnu’s grandmaster, not even a lover. I am her proper brother-in-law, even sharing a bed with her! Cough cough, that last part doesn’t count. So from any perspective, I have more right to be her guardian when Xiao Longnu is seriously injured.’

Lost in such wild thoughts, he didn’t know how long he had been chasing when suddenly his eyes sharpened, and he stopped. It turned out Wang Chongyang was waiting for him not far away, with Xiao Longnu placed beside him on a large rock, leaning against it.

“You know you can’t outrun me, so you’re not running anymore?” Song Qingshu said coldly. He dared to chase out because he was confident Wang Chongyang’s Qinggong was no match for him. If they really fought and he couldn’t win, taking Xiao Longnu and running away wouldn’t be a big problem.

Wang Chongyang’s breath hitched, looking a bit frustrated: “Young people these days are quite confident.”

“I’m speaking the truth.” Actually, when he read “The Return of the Condor Heroes” before, Song Qingshu always disliked Wang Chongyang. No matter how high his martial arts were, they were useless—he had betrayed Lin Chaoying her whole life!

Lin Chaoying, alone in the cold, dark tomb, lamented her loneliness and combined the Jade Heart Sword Technique and Quanzhen Sword Technique into a new, miraculous sword art, all for the day when she and her lover could wield twin swords to fight together; she even prepared a dowry chest in her boudoir, with a phoenix coronet and bridal robes ready…

Faced with such deep affection from the girl, what did Wang Chongyang do? To save face, he was willing to become a daoist priest rather than be with her. After Lin Chaoying died, he sneaked into her tomb and saw that the “Jade Heart Sutra” martial arts could restrain all Quanzhen martial arts. He even used the “Nine Yin Scripture” to completely destroy the “Jade Heart Sutra,” carving the method of defeating it into her coffin, humiliating the tomb’s descendants, and leaving a sentence: “Chongyang’s life, not inferior to others.”

It was simply inexplicable. Such a man had a notorious title in his previous life—scumbag, a total scumbag!

Adding to that, he suddenly kidnapped Xiao Longnu, so Song Qingshu didn’t bother to be polite anymore.