Chapter 64

Chapter 63

Bai Hualin, who was playing mahjong with Jin Jiaxi on the roof of a secluded pavilion, suddenly jumped up.

Her pupils were dilating as if an earthquake was happening.

Of course, there was no way that Bai Hualin, the legendary handsome man detector, would miss Sima Zhong!

"Wow! Who is that guy? Is he the legendary Song Yu?"

"Big sister, he looks like Pan An!"

"Hey, what are you doing? Let's go!"

"Yes, big sister!"

The shock on their faces was immense, as if the legendary beauties Song Yu and Pan An from ancient times had just come to mind.

Their agility in leaping across the roof was truly astonishing.

Thud!

Bai Hualin, who had closely followed Sima's group, crouched down upon spotting another man.

She soon narrowed her eyes like a hawk and observed the situation.

"That guy is not bad either?"

Suo Tianhua, despite being overshadowed by Sima Zhong, could still be considered a great beauty in the martial world.

"Hmm, he's a bit different, but isn't that silk robe made of lingray? He must be very rich."

Tianhua of the Tianhua Merchant Guild, dressed in luxurious silk and adorned with all kinds of expensive accessories, was the embodiment of wealth!

"You take him."

"Yes, big sister?"

"Take him, I said."

Jin Jiaxi frowned.

"I won't wash dishes. Why are you being so unfair? Let's eat together."

"Hey, you!"

With her incredible martial arts, Wu Jun could not have missed their chatter.

Wu Jun, who had been treated like food, looked around to see if he had heard correctly and soon spotted Bai Hualin and her group.

Sima Zhong walked over to Bai Hualin with a bewildered expression.

"Surely, you weren't talking about me just now?"

Bai Hualin was terrified.

"Damn, he could hear from this distance? We should have set up a qi barrier first."

"Big sister, at least at the level of the Transformation of Qi."

Sima Zhong's face turned rigid.

To hear such a word as 'damn' from such a beautiful woman?

For Sima Zhong, who had only ever known the pure women of the righteous sects, it was truly a shocking experience.

"Are you women from the evil sects?"

Bai Hualin gave a strange look.

"Why are you fussing over the details of love and lust? If the hearts match, then the navels will too."

"What, what?"

Sima Zhong's face, which had turned red, was taken as consent by Bai Hualin.

"Now? Well, I do like the outdoors. The carriage is fine too."

"Pervert!"

"Ah!"

Sima Zhong, on the verge of a mental breakdown, was extremely perplexed.

Swish!

Bai Hualin, with her astonishing agility, blurred and reappeared around Jin Jiaxi.

Her right hand seemed to be holding something.

"Wow, it's so big! Is this even possible?"

Jin Jiaxi, who had roughly estimated the shape of Bai Hualin's hand, was equally shocked.

"Big sister, you're lying!"

"Did you see me playing with my food?"

"No, big sister, is that real?"

"Are you living in a fool's paradise?"

"If that's real, it's a horse, not a man!"

On the other hand, Sima Zhong, with a lost expression, stared blankly at his lower body.

When something too extraordinary happens, one can't even react.

Who would have thought that a woman, in broad daylight, with so many people around, would suddenly use her agility to touch a man's private parts and disappear?

It happened so quickly that he didn't even have time to be flustered.

"No, no, this crazy...!"

Shiver, shiver, shiver.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Zhuo Hui, who had suddenly appeared in the courtyard, confronted Bai Hualin and Jin Jiaxi and then glanced at Sima Zhong.

"Hmm?"

The martial lord, known for his scholarly temperament, was now contorting his face like a thug from the evil sects.

Zhuo Hui stared at Bai Hualin.

"What have you done this time?"

"That man. It's enough."

Zhuo Hui, who had examined Bai Hualin's hand, asked with a strange expression.

"Did you... touch him?"

"Yes."

"Wow, you crazy woman!"

Well, let's put that aside, but is that hand shape real?

"Did you touch the wrong one?"

"It's real, why don't you believe me?"

"Wow, it's real?"

The shape of Bai Hualin's hand, which seemed to be holding something, was shockingly thick.

Isn't that almost the size of a child's thigh?

Men might joke about sticks and clubs, but does such a thing really exist, and in its normal state?

Zhuo Hui, with a look of awe, was amazed at Sima Zhong.

The greatest male organ in the world, or perhaps the greatest of all time.

If he really has such a thing, wouldn't it be a waste to let him rot in the martial world?

If he were to become a secret lover of the empress, wouldn't he be a man capable of ruling the world?

"Damn!"

Leaving aside those perverted women, now even the sword god was evaluating his private parts?

Sima Zhong, unable to bear the shame, was trembling uncontrollably, but unfortunately, that was not the end.

Zhang Yilong, who had appeared some time ago, flexed his bulging muscles and exclaimed.

"Phew! I've always been quite proud, but the world is indeed vast!"

Yan Shangluo, who had arrived with Zhang Yilong, also chimed in.

"A great man has appeared in the martial world! The greatest man in the world!"

At this point, maintaining sanity would have been more unusual.

In the end, the noble martial lord had fallen to the level of a rogue.

"Damn, these guys!"

Thud.

However, Zhang Yilong, who had casually draped his arm over Sima Zhong's shoulder, whispered with a look of reverence.

"I admire you. What's your secret?"

"Get off!"

Yan Shangluo also draped his arm over the martial lord's shoulder.

"Did you sleep with a thousand-year-old dragon? We should share such good things."

"Back off!"

"How about a drink while you share your secret? Have you heard of the Snow Spirit Wine from our Zhuo Family Merchant Guild?"

As the men bonded, Bai Hualin became annoyed.

"Hey, muscle pig. Even in a cesspool, there are waves. I'm not done with my business yet."

"Really. How can a woman have no principles? You seemed so devoted to Brother Zhuo, but how can you switch to another man so quickly?"

"Damn, with that handsome face and that thing, which woman could resist?"

"Phew! Is that all you think about? You're not even a dog!"

"You'll understand when you learn the Profound Yin Evil Skill. So, back off."

Zhang Yilong was shocked.

"Profound Yin Evil Skill? You mean you inherited the true teachings of the Heavenly Yin Demoness?"

The Heavenly Yin Demoness, who had seduced and killed countless men, was a legendary demoness whose infamy still lingered.

"I don't kill, though. Compared to our great ancestor, I'm not that cruel."

Yan Shangluo was also stunned.

"Wow! This woman is really something!"

The Heavenly Yin Demoness was a legendary name among the evil sects.

Among the most renowned experts in the history of the evil sects, she could easily be counted among the top ten.

If she had been active in her time, the evil sects would have been reorganized around her.

The Heavenly Yin Demoness was known for her incredible transformation skills, but her martial arts were not widely known.

But to have learned the martial arts of such a great demoness!

Of course, Zhuo Hui had also heard of the legend of the Heavenly Yin Demoness in the martial world chronicles.

Zhuo Hui chuckled.

"So that's why."

The Profound Yin Evil Skill was a martial art that constantly handled formidable yin energy.

To control the yin energy accumulated in the body, the best option would be to accept the yang energy from men.

What about Jin Jiaxi?

"Hey, Bai Hualin must have had a desperate reason. But what about you?"

Jin Jiaxi pouted.

"I just like men, okay?"

"Hmm..."

Zhuo Hui was speechless.

Well, that is the truth of nature.

Then Yan Shangluo chimed in.

"Can't you see her terrifying face? She's just full of yin energy from birth. She can't help but seek men instinctively."

"Shut up!"

"Can't."

"What about you?"

Swoosh!

Jin Jiaxi, brandishing a whip, lashed the ground, and Yan Shangluo fled.

Sima Zhong, who had been watching the scene blankly.

The teachings of the righteous sects start with self-cultivation, which involves refining both body and mind.

Impure desires are expelled through patience and self-restraint, and impure thoughts are reflected upon through meditation like a clear mirror.

For Sima Zhong, who had spent his life refining his mind to remain pure, the current scene was nothing short of a mental breakdown.

Even if they were women from the evil sects, did they have no principles as women?

"I, too, once thought like you."

The man bowing respectfully to Sima Zhong was Nan Gong Zhanghuo.

Nan Gong Zhanghuo chuckled as he watched Zhuo Hui and his group still bickering.

"At first, you might think they're real people. It seems like they're suffering from madness."

Sima Zhong felt relieved.

He had finally met a man who could understand him in the Zhuo Family Merchant Guild.

He slowly nodded and faced Nan Gong Zhanghuo.

"That's exactly how I feel now."

Facing the only normal person here, Sima Zhong finally felt at ease.

Nan Gong Zhanghuo, still chuckling, spoke again.

"Do you know what they call me? They call me the Fist-Package Worm. But it's not a sign of disrespect to the etiquette of the righteous sects. It's just teasing. Now, I don't find it too unpleasant."

Isn't it natural for anyone to be upset if they are called a worm?

Seeing Sima Zhong's puzzled expression, Nan Gong Zhanghuo's smile became even wider.

"I can't express why I feel this way, but I can say one thing for sure."

"What is it?"

Nan Gong Zhanghuo's eyes became more serious.

"There is definitely something valuable in them that we in the righteous sects lack."

Lewd? Rude?

That's all he saw.

Can such things be called 'value'?

Nan Gong Zhanghuo smiled faintly again.

"You'll understand as you experience more. Ah, I'm losing my mind. I forgot to introduce myself. I am Nan Gong..."

Sima Zhong bowed respectfully.

"Who else could it be with the mark of the Heaven Sword Hand? I already knew. I am Sima Zhong. I am known as Wu Jun among the martial world's peers, though I am ashamed to admit it."

At that moment, Zhuo Hui's voice echoed from the noisy opposite side.

"Hey? Brother Nan Gong? When did you arrive?"

Zhuo Hui was choking Bai Hualin by the neck.

"Just now. There's a guest here. What are you doing?"

"Wait, hey, what are you biting? Are you crazy? Ow, don't hit my hand?"

While choking her, Zhuo Hui's face took on an even more lecherous look.

"Hehe, now I can draw the Sword God's naked body in my mind with my eyes closed!"

Nan Gong Zhanghuo sighed at Bai Hualin, who was trembling with ecstasy as if she had seen the greatest secret in the world.

"Phew, stop it. Is that something to be proud of?"

"Of course, it's something to be proud of! Have you touched the Sword God?"

"Why would I do that?"

"Just admit you're jealous."

"I'm not jealous at all."

"Why, do you want to check? I don't refuse any man."

"It's fine. Just do what you were doing."

"Okay."

Zhuo Hui tightened his grip on Bai Hualin's neck.

"What do you mean, okay? Damn, you crazy woman!"

"Ouch! It hurts!"

"I'm hurting you on purpose."

"Let go! Let go!"

Sima Zhong, feeling helpless again, glanced at Nan Gong Zhanghuo.

"What are they, not even street urchins... the Sword God of the martial world..."

Nan Gong Zhanghuo, still smiling faintly, pointed at Heavenly Blood Lady Bai Hualin with his eyes.

"This woman risked her life to infiltrate the enemy camp without hesitation at the Sword God's single word. Of course, she had no prior interaction with the Sword God."

Then he looked at Yan Shangluo.

"This man, without hesitation, aimed a double sword at his master to protect the Zhuo Family Merchant Guild. Grand righteousness with the Sword God? No, he was our hostage."

Finally, his gaze turned to Jin Jiaxi.

"This woman also risked her life to protect the descendants of the Northern Sea, feared and cursed by the entire martial world. Her actions were without any calculation."

"..."

Sima Zhong fell silent, and Nan Gong Zhanghuo gazed at the vast expanse of the Zhuo Family Merchant Guild.

"Always hide your strength. Always be cautious and prepare for the enemy's schemes. Always think of the family's honor before making important decisions. These are the things we have learned all our lives. Etiquette and propriety, righteousness and chivalry, honor and justice. We remember too much. But they..."

Nan Gong Zhanghuo patted his own chest.

"When they make a decision, it comes from the heart, not the head. I see something in their attitude, something..."

Nan Gong Zhanghuo pondered for a long time, trying to advise Sima Zhong, but eventually gave up with a chuckle.

"I just like it. That's all."

Yes, that was all.

He just liked it. Any further explanation would be mere rhetoric.

Nan Gong Zhanghuo looked at Zhuo Hui again.

"And this Sword God is the core that moves their hearts. His formidable skills? His incredible martial arts? His eloquent speech? I don't know. I honestly don't know what aspect of the Sword God moves their hearts."

"Um..."

After a moment of deep thought, Sima Zhong cautiously spoke.

"What about you? Actually, as the young master of the Nan Gong family, shouldn't you be focusing on state affairs now? Why are you wasting time here..."

Nan Gong Zhanghuo laughed bitterly.

"That damn guy moved my heart too."

At that moment, Zhuo Hui approached with his agility and glared.

"What, Brother Nan Gong? Were you talking about me?"

"Peaceful guy. Stop the nonsense and welcome the guest."

Zhuo Hui suddenly brandished his iron sword.

Nan Gong Zhanghuo, who had been carefully observing his sword technique, froze in shock.

"That, that's!"

Zhuo Hui smirked.

"Right, it's a variation of the Heaven-Topping Ultimate Sword Technique."

It looked like he was casually brandishing his sword, but Nan Gong Zhanghuo immediately recognized the incredible power hidden within.

"Once, just once more! Show me again!"

Nan Gong Zhanghuo, with a pained expression, snorted like a bear and Zhuo Hui, without hesitation, brandished his sword again.

Nan Gong Zhanghuo, determined not to miss a single movement, stared at Zhuo Hui's sword technique with bloodshot eyes and soon let out a gasp.

"Wow, the world..."

What he saw was clearly a different dimension, another level of sword technique.

"Um."

Nan Gong Zhanghuo slowly sat cross-legged, savoring the moment.

"Here we go again. Hmm?"

Strangely, Sima Zhong's face was even more distorted with shock than Nan Gong Zhanghuo's.

"That sword technique just now!"

Zhuo Hui tilted his head.

"What about it?"

Sima Zhong's roar followed.

"How do you know the Unsolvable Technique of our family?"

Zhuo Hui, hearing Sima Zhong's scream, countered.

"How do you know the Unsolvable Technique?"

The Unsolvable Technique of the Wu God!

The sea of infinite variables, the most divine realm achievable through martial arts. How could this person know it?

Even he, who had been directly taught by the Wu God, could only occasionally perform it in a state of enlightenment.

Now, in this situation, he couldn't even perform it due to incomplete enlightenment. What kind of damn fool could know the Unsolvable Technique?

Could the heart image (心象) he realized while looking at the ceiling before falling asleep last