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

Chapter 139 A makeshift troupe, Purple-clad Milk Heart Orchid

Chapter 139 A makeshift troupe, Purple-clad Milk Heart Orchid

"Ascension—could there really be immortals in this world?"

But if there truly are gods and immortals, haven't they seen the suffering of these common people?

Beneath the vermilion walls and green tiles, Zhang Juzheng, the bearded man who had secretly drafted the Jiajing Emperor's will with his teacher, looked at the snow falling outside the window and crumpled the news in his hand into a ball with mixed feelings.

Xu Jie, who was polishing the imperial edict, heard his disciple's words, but without even looking up, he mumbled, "What if there are immortals? What if there aren't? The burden of the common people isn't on their shoulders, it's on ours!"

"Uncle, don't think about those supernatural things. If you really care about the people, you should do something practical."

The elderly Xu Jie squinted at the imperial edict, which completely negated Jiajing's words in Jiajing's tone. He looked as proud as if he were standing on his 300,000 mu of fertile land in Songjiang Prefecture, and said with satisfaction, "We are the pillars of the nation."

Zhang Juzheng did not reply, but simply looked up at the sky. In the cloudless expanse, only the bright sun hung high. He murmured, "If there truly is a celestial realm, what kind of world lies beyond its gates?"

"Xu He is unique among men."

"That's quite a difference!"

Wei Wu traveled through the new world, and this time he landed in a town. The clothes of the people around him looked much more luxurious, and even the common people did not have many patches on their clothes, which showed that it was a prosperous world.

But when it comes to martial arts masters—

Tsk, Wei Wu traveled through several villages and towns, and he didn't see many martial arts masters, let alone any high-level martial arts experts, or even any martial arts practitioners carrying swords.

When asked where to find someone who knows martial arts, most people point to martial arts schools and security escort agencies. Even the waiters in restaurants, who are known as "know-it-alls," scratch their heads and can only come up with a few words that often appear in the background of stories: "The two most forbidden places in the world are called the Valley of Villains and the Palace of Moving Flowers. They are both places where people kill without blinking an eye and eat people without spitting out the bones."

"But if we're talking about the worst, it has to be the twelve zodiac signs!"

"The beautiful Zhang San Niang, deep within the palace, invites the moonlight!"

The two peerless heroes!

Wei Wu's eyes lit up; he had finally found the "original" version of this world.

But when Wei Wu became interested and asked questions one by one, the waiter scratched his head and couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Wei Wu then realized that the world of martial arts and ordinary people was very separate here, so he simply had a hearty meal and continued his travels.

But he couldn't help but laugh and say, "If a person in the martial arts world doesn't strive for fame or fortune, and doesn't seek to be remembered in the martial arts world, then what is there to pursue? Surely not romance!"

No way, right?

Just as Wei Wu was thinking of visiting some famous mountains and rivers to learn about the world from those major sects, he suddenly saw a group of people gathering in front of him. He immediately triggered his natural instinct to "watch the show" and joined the crowd.

All that could be seen was a large courtyard covered with green cloth. There were no pavilions or towers, nor were there any beauties dancing inside. There were only a few dozen people, probably not even a hundred in total, but they were clearly divided into groups, and the atmosphere was so serious that it seemed like something big was about to happen.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in black with a long beard walked out of the hall. He had his hands behind his back and looked extraordinary. Many people sitting in their seats stood up and talked to him.

Wei Wu arrived late; the wall was already crowded with people. Naturally, he wouldn't squeeze onto the wall with the onlookers, so he used his strength to jump into the courtyard. Looking around, he picked out a pretty woman and asked, "Miss, what is this place for?"

Then I heard the man in black being called "Jiang Biehe".

Just as he was beginning to feel a little surprised, he heard the woman beside him say, "Selecting a leader for the martial arts alliance!"

The leader of the martial arts world?

Wei Wu looked around at the people in bewilderment. There were no more than a hundred people in total. Did they deserve to be called "the martial arts world"?

Although small, it was complete in every way. Jiang Biehe showed no embarrassment at the sight of such a small group of people. Instead, he seriously put forward three requirements: "The first is that the person who will serve as the leader of the martial arts alliance must be skilled enough to surpass all others."

Secondly, it can rid the martial arts world of evil by killing the flower thief and flower bee.

Thirdly, one must find the previous leader of the martial arts alliance, Tie Ruyun, and have him personally hand over the martial arts alliance leader's token before one can assume the position.

What a bunch of amateur crews!

Wei Wu took a deep breath, and the faint smell of sweat from the woman beside him entered his nose. However, there was no sour smell as he had expected; instead, there was a fresh orchid fragrance.

This made Wei Wu turn his head to take a closer look at the woman beside him. He saw that her hair was parted in two sides and tied up with several hairpins into two ponytails that wrapped around her neck and fell in front of her. A pair of earrings hung down from her oval chin to her fair chest. She wore a purple long dress over a snow-white inner garment. The necklace around her neck hung in the center of her chest and was wrapped inside a light pink bodice.

The purple robe draped down her back and was bound by a two-inch-wide turquoise patterned belt, which pulled the purple skirt up like flower petals. The hem of the skirt only reached her ankles, revealing her cloud-patterned stockings and plain white cloth shoes.

Wei Wu's gaze was so direct that the woman frowned and asked coldly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Of course you're good-looking," Wei Wu said nonchalantly. "Among this bunch of ugly ducklings, you're the best-looking one. If I don't look at you, am I supposed to look at that stinking beggar next to you? Oh, and he's carrying a broken stick, coming in to beg?"

Beside the woman stood a clean-cut, bearded beggar with a jade-green cane in his hand. With a swing of the cane, he struck Wei Wu, accompanied by the beggar's roar: "This is the treasure of my Beggars' Clan!"

Wei Wu completely disregarded his opponent, easily grabbing the emerald green cane with one hand. With a burst of internal force, the cane shattered into powder. "No wonder it broke at the slightest touch! You bunch of filthy beggars, if you can't afford good stuff, don't try to pass off junk as quality!"

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"I'll kill you!" The bearded beggar's eyes widened in fury, so angry that he couldn't even speak. He actually tried to kill Wei Wu with his bare hands.

Wei Wu kicked the man out the door, casually flicked his clothes, and said, "What kind of stinking fish and shrimp dares to call themselves a martial arts gathering? Aren't they afraid of being laughed at?"

After mocking everyone present, Wei Wu looked thoughtfully at the woman in purple and said, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."

Before the words were finished, a short-haired man jumped out from the side. His hair was styled in a rather avant-garde way, but he chuckled and said, "Brother, that's not how it is—"

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Wu had already reached out and crushed the hidden arrow in his outstretched wrist, and kicked the man away.

Upon seeing this, the woman in purple exclaimed, "Little Fish!"

A thought flashed through Wei Wu's mind, and he said, "Oh, I think I remember now, he's Xiaoyuer, so you're Tie Xinlan?"

He glanced at her and noticed that this woman, aside from anything else, was incredibly large—bigger than Guo Fu's small head, almost as big as Huang Rong's!

It's a pity that he was killed by Jiang Yuyan in the end.

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