Flower Stealing Master

Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked downstairs, he saw two men and two women walking in. 

A monk of about fifty years of age, with commoner shoes. He seemed to have bright brilliance on his face, and he had the gait of a high level master.

The other one was a young man, who looked like a prince of a dynasty. He had a  jade crown and a gentle temperament. He was looking at the side profile of the girl in red clothes next to him with an awed expression on his face.

The girl lightly frowned with a timid look. It was Wang Yuyan, who he had met at Manduo Mountain Villa some time ago.

Not far away from them, a girl in black dress clasped the hilt of her sword tightly, and followed him in an unhurried manner. It was Mu Wanqing, who he met at Mount Hua before.

“Maha Cakra Vajra, as a consummate Buddhist please be merciful and exercise tolerance. Why should the great sage be angry with a little girl, why not come up and have a glass of water and wine?" In Song Qingshu's previous life, he often encountered arty business partners who believed in Buddhism. So he had to expend effort to study some Buddhist knowledge, that’s why he could tell the origin of Maha Cakra Vajra in just one word. (Goblin: Maha Cakra Vajra is Jiumozhi’s title.)  

“Dàlún Míngwáng'” was the transliteration of the Sanskrit “Maha Cakra Vajra”. Jiumozhi did not expect that someone in Jiangnan would recognize him at a glance. When he looked up, he saw that it was just a youth. With a heart full of doubt, he brought Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu upstairs. Behind them was Mu Wanqing. When she saw Song Qingshu, there was a hint of joy in her eyes, but soon, as if she had thought of something unpleasant, her expression darkened, and her thoughts became complicated.

‘What’s this! Where did such a beautiful woman come from? If this beautiful woman was given to me as a wife, I would disagree even if the Emperor offered me his position. I, Wei Xiaobao, will go to hell and back, bear wind and rain. But, no matter what, I have to marry this girl as my wife!’ As soon as Wang Yuyan arrived upstairs, Wei Xiaobao felt as if he was hit hard on the chest by an invisible heavy hammer. His mouth turned dry and he became dumbfounded for a while.

A man's instinct made Duan Yu immediately realize the covetous meaning in Wei Xiaobao's eyes, and he subconsciously put himself before Wang Yuyan, blocking her from the other party’s heated gaze.

Noting his behavior, Mu Wanqing felt a pain in her heart, and sat down next to Song Qingshu in a fit of anger.

"After our farewell at Mount Hua, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." Song Qingshu turned and looked at Mu Wanqing. The beauty of this girl was not diminished, except that flower-like face seemed a bit tired.

"Sister Wan, does this man know you?" Duan Yu noticed that the relationship between the two seemed a little unusual. Although Mu Wanqing was now his own sister, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"He is my husband!" Mu Wanqing even shocked herself when she said this.

It turned out that her beloved became a real brother, and Mu Wanqing’s heart was broken. When she heard that Duan Yu was captured by Jiumozhi at Mount Hua, she hurried to rescue him. How could she know that her former lover was so fast to change his heart? He was obsessed with that Wang girl.

Duan Yu’s change of heart and its quickness made Mu Wanqing's heart turn cold. At this time, seeing Song Qingshu, Mu Wanqing felt a little warmth in her heart. Of course, these words were more deliberately spoken to Duan Yu and the aim was to anger him.

Just now due to his sight being blocked, Wei Xiaobao didn’t have the opportunity to look at Mu Wanqing, and when he saw her, he couldn't help but start comparing the two women back and forth. He couldn't help but praise her beauty and said, "Big Brother Song, sister-in-law. She’s really beautiful!" But in his heart, he thought that it was a pity. Being a brother meant you have to be loyal as well, ‘She looks so beautiful. If she was not my elder brother's woman, I would get her no matter what.’

Jiumozhi had no time to watch a group of obsessive men and women vying for favor and being jealous. So he decided to speak up with his palms folded together, "I wonder if this young noble has some things to say?"

"The great monk used his ‘Flame Blade' technique to wipe out the Dark Cult in Tubo. He shocked the West. What is even more rare is that he has great wisdom, is proficient in Buddhism. He is a person who has been respected by many for a long time. How can I dare to talk about anything disrespectful?" Song Qingshu smiled modestly. (Goblin: Tubo is the ancient name of Tibet.)

Jiumozhi’s face lit up. If this young man just praised his martial arts, he would not feel anything. After all, there are not many people who have seen him in action in the Central Plains wulin. Although he praised his martial arts for the most part, he respected him for his knowledge of Buddhism as well, and that could not be faked.

When Wang Yuyan saw Song Qingshu, her eyes lit up, and she happily asked, "Young master Song, have your injuries been healed?"

"Thank you Miss Wang for your directions that day. I have indeed recovered my broken meridian." Song Qingshu smiled kindly at her.

"So you know each other." Jiumozhi snorted, but was not worried. Among the people in the audience, it was easy to notice at first glance that the braided person didn’t know any martial arts. The woman standing behind him has limited martial arts, and he did not put Mu Wanqing in his eyes. The young man opposite of him is probably a bit tricky, but considering his young age, his martial arts would not be that high no matter what.

"This Song once received great kindness from Miss Wang. Now that I am witnessing Miss Wang in crisis today, although I am inferior in terms of martial arts, I have no reason to stand by. If there is any offense, I hope that the great monk will forgive me." This was not actually Song Qingshu’s true thought. In fact, he wanted to fight him, and take the opportunity to let Wei Xiaobao see Jiumozhi's martial arts level. But, a part of what he had said before was also true. If he could return Wang Yuyan's favor in the process, then why not do it.

"Benefactor Song is talented and handsome, and he has the gait of a righteous hero. This poor monk cannot help but admire it. It's a pity that this poor monk needs to ask the girl Wang for something important, so I will have to offend you." Jiumozhi talked elegantly, as if he was the model of a true Taoist monk. .

"Brother Wei, this is the master I mentioned to you before. Take a closer look. It will be up to you later to convince him to join us." Song Qingshu softly whispered in Wei Xiaobao's ear before standing up.

When the two masters confronted each other, their clothes rustled in the wind. While the fight was commencing here, somewhere a thousand miles away, there was a major event happening that would affect the life and death of Song Qingshu and Wei Xiaobao.

*****

Deep in the mountains of Shandong, the leader of the Golden Serpent Camp, Yuan Chengzhi, watched the three people in the camp as if facing an enemy, "Everyone gathered here are from the Golden Serpent Camp. May I know what you people are doing here?"

No wonder he was nervous. One of the people opposite him was the leader of the Liaodong’s Mystic Dragon Cult, another one was the leader of the Qinghai’s Blood Saber Sect, and the last one was from one of the four major Tibetan Tantric Sects. These martial arts masters had already issued a greeting message in advance. It seemed that they were not malicious, but the three of them came together, so it was still making Yuan Chengzhi feel vigilant.

"Why should the Golden Serpent King be so aversive towards us? Now we have a common enemy. We should be friends and not enemies." The Great Master Shangjie was white and fat, and he always had a smile that seemed like it wasn’t really a smile.

"Please forgive Yuan for his ignorance, I don't understand your meaning." Yuan Chengzhi said calmly, but his heart skipped.

"Why should the Golden Serpent King pretend to be confused?" Heavenly Dragon Sect leader Hong Antong solemnly said, "We are here for the matter of Wei Xiaobao. I heard that Wei Xiaobao's mission at the southward alliance is false, and his true goal is to deal with your Excellency."

"To deal with only Wei Xiaobao, it shouldn't take so many masters to join forces." The Blood Saber Elder suddenly spoke up, looked at the faces around him and said with a smile, "In my opinion, I am afraid that individually, none of you in this room is the opponent of that young man. So, I went through much hardship and wanted to unite everyone to deal with this matter together."

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