Chapter 52

Chapter 51: Two Little Lechers

Standing at the classroom door, Xiaoming took a deep breath and firmly gripped the secret letter given to him by his mother.

With Bao Xiang leading the way, the second-generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect were no less skilled. In the original story, even Ding Dian admitted that he would be at a disadvantage if he fought them head-on, and he had to resort to ambush tactics to win.

Song Qingshu did not dare to be careless. With a surge of his internal energy, the wooden sword flew out from his back, accompanied by a dragon's roar.

Bao Xiang and the others were greatly startled. Seizing the opportunity while they were distracted, Song Qingshu stepped in the pattern of the Seven Stars, leaving only a fleeting shadow. "Slap, slap, slap!" After a few crisp sounds, Bao Xiang and the others felt intense pain in their wrists, and their blood knives fell to the ground. They looked up in shock to see Song Qingshu already back in his original position, the wooden sword sheathed again.

As a modern person, Song Qingshu was not yet accustomed to causing too many casualties. He had merely struck the acupoints on their wrists with the flat of the sword, rendering them unable to fight for a short time.

"Damn!" Blood Knife Old Ancestor was startled. "This little brat's martial arts are even higher than mine. This is a problem."

Wei Xiaobao, standing nearby, was dumbfounded, his body trembling: "This is what a true expert looks like. With him backing me up, what do I have to fear from the Empress Dowager, the Divine Dragon Sect's Hong Jiaozhu, or even Master and Nephew Chengguan... They're nothing."

Song Qingshu was very satisfied with Wei Xiaobao's reaction, as he had planned to use Wei Xiaobao's influence and needed to impress him with his strength.

Blood Knife Old Ancestor was in a dilemma. He was determined to succeed in his mission, but the other party's martial arts were clearly superior. Looking at his disciples' expectant eyes, he was alarmed: "If I retreat without a fight this time, my prestige will surely be damaged, and these ingrates might have other ideas."

Making up his mind, Blood Knife Old Ancestor kicked a few tiles, which flew rapidly toward Wei Xiaobao, who was watching from the side. The sound of the tiles cutting through the air indicated that if hit, even with his protective armor, Wei Xiaobao would be seriously injured or worse.

Song Qingshu was alarmed. Wei Xiaobao was of great use to him, and he could not let him be harmed. He quickly channeled his energy from his dantian to his shoulder and back acupoints, guiding it through the Yin Qiao and Yin Wei meridians. With both hands, he used the "Double Dragons Draw Water" technique from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, drawing the flying tiles toward him from a distance.

"This kid's internal energy is truly terrifying," Blood Knife Old Ancestor thought. Seizing the opportunity while Song Qingshu was saving Wei Xiaobao, he leaped and swung his blood knife, chopping toward the immobilized Shuisheng with great force.

Everyone in the scene thought he would take the chance to kill Wei Xiaobao, but instead, he viciously slashed at the delicate young girl!

Song Qingshu was also shocked and quickly channeled his energy, leaping high into the air and striking Blood Knife Old Ancestor's back with the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" technique.

Blood Knife Old Ancestor smiled with a hint of malice. His attack on Shuisheng seemed fierce but actually retained nine-tenths of his strength. He had calculated that a young man like Song Qingshu would not bear to see a beautiful girl split in two and would rush to save her, creating an opening for Blood Knife Old Ancestor to exploit.

With a flip of his wrist, he swung the blood knife upward, striking from below. Song Qingshu was terrified. Seeing Blood Knife Old Ancestor's swift and fierce attack on Shuisheng, he feared he would not be in time to save her. He had used all his strength to attack Blood Knife Old Ancestor from behind, thinking he would only have the option to dodge to the sides. However, Blood Knife Old Ancestor had been waiting for him, and the backhand slash was already at his lower abdomen.

Song Qingshu quickly used the Cloud Ladder technique to move horizontally in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. When his feet touched the ground, he still felt a chill between his legs, feeling relieved, "I almost had to practice the Evil-Dispelling Sword Technique."

Blood Knife Old Ancestor regretted the missed opportunity. Despite such a good chance, he had failed to injure him. Seeing the approaching Song Dynasty soldiers, he knew the situation was hopeless. He turned and smiled, "Sir, your martial arts are truly impressive. Let's have another match another day." With that, he used his lightness skill and fled into the distance.

The other monks of the Blood Knife Sect followed, admiring their master's ability to fight on equal terms with such a powerful opponent, and even gain a slight advantage...

Song Qingshu was annoyed by his lack of combat experience. Blood Knife Old Ancestor was indeed as formidable as his reputation. Watching Blood Knife Old Ancestor's figure grow smaller, he did not want to pursue him, fearing that if he pushed him to the brink, he might fight to the death, which would be a real threat.

"Wei Xiaobao thanks the great hero of the high mountain and flowing water for saving his life." Wei Xiaobao casually dealt with the Song Dynasty officials who came to comfort him and hurriedly ran to Song Qingshu.

"Why do you call me that?" Song Qingshu's expression was very strange.

"The great hero's martial arts are as high as a mountain, and he defeated the Blood Knife Sect's disciples with just a few punches and kicks. Isn't he the great hero of the high mountain and flowing water?" Wei Xiaobao flattered him.

Song Qingshu was amused and exasperated. Although he knew Wei Xiaobao was lying, he usually despised flatterers, but when they flattered him, it felt... not bad.

"I am not the great hero of the high mountain and flowing water. My surname is Song, and my name is Qingshu." Feeling a bit flattered, Song Qingshu quickly regained his composure and asked, "May I ask your name?"

"Oh, you're asking my name," Wei Xiaobao, who had made no progress in his studies over the years, heard this and Water Sheng spat in disgust, "My surname is Wei, and my name is Xiaobao."

"Ah, so you are the great hero who captured Ao Bai, the first brave man of the Qing Dynasty. It's an honor to meet you today." Song Qingshu put on a surprised and admiring expression.

Song Qingshu's flattery was rather crude, and Wei Xiaobao had heard it hundreds of times over the years.

If anyone else had said it, Wei Xiaobao would not have cared, but coming from this super expert, it had a different effect. Wei Xiaobao was delighted and found Song Qingshu increasingly likable.

Declining the escort of the Song Dynasty soldiers, Wei Xiaobao enthusiastically invited Song Qingshu to drink at the Rain Flower Pavilion. Song Qingshu pretended to refuse but eventually followed the group to the Rain Flower Pavilion.

As soon as they sat down, a female voice full of disgust said, "A pair of scoundrels!" It turned out that Water Sheng had also been brought over by Wei Xiaobao's men. To save face, they had untied her but still immobilized her with acupoint strikes. Now, she could only sit at the table, unable to move.

"Who is this young lady?" Song Qingshu pretended not to know.

Wei Xiaobao chuckled, "This woman tried to assassinate me. Considering the actions of the Blood Knife Sect later, I suspect she is a spy sent by Mongolia to mislead us."

"Shameless!" Water Sheng was so angry she could not speak.

"Is that so?" Song Qingshu smiled slyly, "For Mongolia to send such a beautiful girl, it's a waste of talent."

Everyone at the table burst into laughter, their laughter filled with lewdness.

"Lecher!" Water Sheng glared at Song Qingshu, who had saved her life earlier, but seeing him fraternize with Wei Xiaobao, all her gratitude vanished.

Song Qingshu was not pleased. He sat next to Water Sheng with a cup of wine, laughed strangely, and said, "Beautiful lady, you call me a lecher, but when have I ever been lecherous with you? Or are you eager to be lechered with?"

"Spit! Full of filth, and you still call yourself a hero." Water Sheng spat at him, but Song Qingshu quickly dodged, "So eager to let me taste your sweet saliva? Come, drink this cup of wine first." He tapped her chin, and as she opened her mouth, he poured the entire cup of wine into her mouth.

Wei Xiaobao watched with delight, thinking, "I'm not afraid you don't have a weakness, I'm afraid you don't have one! It seems he likes beautiful women, which makes things easier."

"Brother Song, we hit it off at first sight. Why don't we become sworn brothers?" Wei Xiaobao, who got along well with Song Qingshu, used his usual trick to win people over.

"This..." Song Qingshu hesitated, and Wei Xiaobao thought he was refusing, but Song Qingshu changed his tone, "Your Excellency Wei, you are a high-ranking official, yet you treat me, a commoner, as a brother, showing great magnanimity. How can I refuse?"

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed. Emperor Kangxi had recently asked him to recruit martial arts experts from the江湖, and now he had met Song Qingshu by chance. If they became sworn brothers, he would surely help.

He quickly stood up, pulled Song Qingshu over, asked his age, and swore, "I, Wei Xiaobao, swear to become sworn brothers with Song Qingshu today. We will share good fortune and face difficulties together!"

Seeing that he did not cheat in the oath, Song Qingshu repeated it, "I, Song Qingshu, swear to become sworn brothers with Wei Xiaobao today. We will share good fortune and face difficulties together!"

Wei Xiaobao usually cheated when swearing with others, but this time he feared that any flaw would cause dissatisfaction and affect their relationship. Emperor Kangxi urgently needed martial arts experts, and Wei Xiaobao had finally found Song Qingshu. He was eager to boast to Kangxi and did not want to offend him over minor details. Besides, having such a powerful elder brother was a good deal for him.

Of course, he was not without ulterior motives. He did not dare to swear to die on the same day, "You fight in the martial world and will surely die before me. I won't lose..." he thought, then smiled and continued chatting with Song Qingshu.

This suited Song Qingshu's intentions, "Wei Xiaobao indulges in wine and women, while I practice the orthodox internal arts. He is destined to die before me..."

"Brother Song, I noticed you were interested in this woman. As a younger brother, I have no other gifts, so I will give her to you." Wei Xiaobao, though a bit reluctant, was generous in winning people over. Water Sheng was beautiful but not enough to make him infatuated. If it were someone like Hua Bu Meiren, he would never part with her.

"Dog official, may you die a thousand deaths!" Water Sheng was enraged.

"Oh," Song Qingshu raised an eyebrow and looked at Water Sheng with disdain, "Thank you, Brother Wei, but this woman has a bad temper. She can't be a concubine. Well, I'll reluctantly take her as a servant to do rough work."

"Spit! Full of filth, and you still call yourself a hero." Water Sheng spat at him, but Song Qingshu quickly dodged, "So eager to let me taste your sweet saliva? Come, drink this cup of wine first." He tapped her chin, and as she opened her mouth, he poured the entire cup of wine into her mouth.

Wei Xiaobao watched with delight, thinking, "I'm not afraid you don't have a weakness, I'm afraid you don't have one! It seems he likes beautiful women, which makes things easier."

"Brother Song, we hit it off at first sight. Why don't we become sworn brothers?" Wei Xiaobao, who got along well with Song Qingshu, used his usual trick to win people over.

"This..." Song Qingshu hesitated, and Wei Xiaobao thought he was refusing, but Song Qingshu changed his tone, "Your Excellency Wei, you are a high-ranking official, yet you treat me, a commoner, as a brother, showing great magnanimity. How can I refuse?"

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed. Emperor Kangxi had recently asked him to recruit martial arts experts from the江湖, and now he had met Song Qingshu by chance. If they became sworn brothers, he would surely help.

He quickly stood up, pulled Song Qingshu over, asked his age, and swore, "I, Wei Xiaobao, swear to become sworn brothers with Song Qingshu today. We will share good fortune and face difficulties together!"

Seeing that he did not cheat in the oath, Song Qingshu repeated it, "I, Song Qingshu, swear to become sworn brothers with Wei Xiaobao today. We will share good fortune and face difficulties together!"

Wei Xiaobao usually cheated when swearing with others, but this time he feared that any flaw would cause dissatisfaction and affect their relationship. Emperor Kangxi urgently needed martial arts experts, and Wei Xiaobao had finally found Song Qingshu. He was eager to boast to Kangxi and did not want to offend him over minor details. Besides, having such a powerful elder brother was a good deal for him.

Of course, he was not without ulterior motives. He did not dare to swear to die on the same day, "You fight in the martial world and will surely die before me. I won't lose..." he thought, then smiled and continued chatting with Song Qingshu.

This suited Song Qingshu's intentions, "Wei Xiaobao indulges in wine and women, while I practice the orthodox internal arts. He is destined to die before me..."

"Brother Song, I noticed you were interested in this woman. As a younger brother, I have no other gifts, so I will give her to you." Wei Xiaobao, though a bit reluctant, was generous in winning people over. Water Sheng was beautiful but not enough to make him infatuated. If it were someone like Hua Bu Meiren, he would never part with her.

"Dog official, may you die a thousand deaths!" Water Sheng was enraged.

"Oh," Song Qingshu raised an eyebrow and looked at Water Sheng with disdain, "Thank you, Brother Wei, but this woman has a bad temper. She can't be a concubine. Well, I'll reluctantly take her as a servant to do rough work."

"Spit! Full of filth, and you still call yourself a hero." Water Sheng spat at him, but Song Qingshu quickly dodged, "So eager to let me taste your sweet saliva? Come, drink this cup of wine first." He tapped her chin, and as she opened her mouth, he poured the entire cup of wine into her mouth.

Wei Xiaobao watched with delight, thinking, "I'm not afraid you don't have a weakness, I'm afraid you don't have one! It seems he likes beautiful women, which makes things easier."

"Brother Song, we hit it off at first sight. Why don't we become sworn brothers?" Wei Xiaobao, who got along well with Song Qingshu