Chapter 2: Rise to Power

th my Martial Soul. Can even Bingqing Yudan cure my poison"Lady Ji's heart was in turmoil, knowing that only Dan Lao could have caused problems with her cultivation. She hadn't told anyone else.And no...Inside the courtyard.

Mu Qingyue's face was icy cold as she stood in front of the dilapidated house, facing off against an old woman with a wrinkled face.

"Li Po, are you joking How could Wang Xuan owe so many taels of silver Do you have any proof"

Of course.

The old woman took out a promissory note.

At this time, the commotion had attracted many members of the royal family to watch.

Mu Qingyue looked at the promissory note, confirming that it was Wang Xuan's handwriting. She couldn't help but frown and shake her head slightly.

"You are able to operate your gambling den in Heishui City thanks to the protection of the Wang Family. Now you dare to lend money to the young leader of our clan Who gave you the audacity"

Words like jade beads falling on a plate, clear and melodious. Mu Qingyue couldn't practice martial arts, her family fell into decline, so she had no choice but to marry the wastrel to save the Mu family. But after all, she was a Miss from a poor family who had seen the world. How could she be easily intimidated by him

"Moon, you can't talk like that. Even if the head of our Wang family owes a debt, we still have to repay it."

As soon as Mu Qingyue finished speaking, a sigh came from outside the courtyard.

The kinsmen at the gate hurriedly made way, but saw a young man in rich brocade enter.

In her early twenties, she had striking features and a tall, graceful figure. Her aloof and elegant demeanor drew a group of men and women around her, who escorted her into the courtyard like stars surrounding the moon.

The only drawback is that this young man has tripartite eyes, which affects the overall beauty of his appearance.

"Young Master, please do something for me!" When Li Po saw the young man in fine clothes, she immediately cried out, "They owe our gambling house yuan stones, but they refuse to pay..."

That's right, the young man in fine clothes is Wang Ya, the genius of the Wang family.

"The moon owes it, I'll pay it back. You can't make it difficult for her."

Wang Ya raised his hand, interrupting Li Po's words. Then, a soft look appeared in his eyes as he looked at Mu Qingyue standing alone at the door of the grass hut.

"Yes! Yes! Quickly thank Young Master Ye! To be acknowledged by Young Master Ye is the fortune you've cultivated in several lifetimes!"

Li Po nodded and bowed eagerly, winking at Mu Qingyue.

"Oh, it's a shame she married such a loser."

"Who said it isn't"

"Such a good girl, her partner should be a genius."

"...."

The men and women behind Wang Ya chuckled and spoke.

However, Mu Qingyue's eyes were clear and serene. She showed no gratitude whatsoever for Wang Ya's help.

Li Po: "Young Master Ya is ten thousand times stronger than that useless husband of yours. He's handsome and extraordinary, with exceptional martial arts talent. Now he's repaid your debt, you belong to Young Master Ya. From now on, you must serve him diligently."

Mu Qingyue: "Shameless!"

Li Po's face flushed with anger, seeing the woman unmoved: "Vile slave~"

Slap!

A streak of gray suddenly appeared, slashing across the void like lightning. It landed heavily on Mu Qingyue's arm, as white as lotus root, leaving a bloody red whip mark.

In Li Po's hand, a iron whip appeared. What was strange was that it was semi-transparent, her martial soul, the Iron Shadow Whip.

"Damn it, Ya Shao helped you, and you don't know how to be grateful"

Li Po, her old eyes gleaming ominously, said: "Today, I shall teach you what courtesy truly is."

The Wang family members looked at each other in astonishment.

Don't they see that Li Po is putting on a show with Wang Ya Just an old granny, who would dare to come to the Wang family and act tough without someone telling her to

The crowd shook their heads in disapproval, blaming the incompetent wastrel for failing to protect even his own wife.

And the martial soul, Iron Shadow Whip, hitting her body, that feeling... not to mention a girl with no martial arts, even a warrior would feel pain in their bones. There were once many girls who went crazy after being trained by Li Po, how could Mu Qingyue withstand it

Wang Ya sighed softly: "Moon, why bother I can only manage to return half of the spirit stones for you. As for Wang Xuan's share, there's nothing I can do about it."

Li Po sneered: "Get out of the way, and get Wang Xuan out here!"

However, after being whipped, Mu Qingyue's delicate figure trembled slightly. She still stood alone at the door.

Last night when she carried the young man back, Wang Xuan was bleeding from seven orifices and near death.

Mu Qingyue had thought that the young man was going to die, and she was prepared to end her own life with Bai Yan. However, Wang Xuan miraculously survived.

Wang Ya and Li Po obviously wanted to harm the boy, how could they be allowed into the house.

"To actually protect such a weakling, unwavering in loyalty. Fine, this young master will tear apart your pristine facade before that useless corpse and ride wild upon your glacial body!" Wang Ya looked on, filled with anger.

On the very first day this woman entered her husband's family, he began to lust after her. He showered her with flattery and kindness, but she repeatedly ignored him.

That way, like looking at him Wang Ya once, a woman would defile her eyes.

Mu Qingyue had said the most to him: "Get lost."

Upon thinking this through, Wang Ya nodded subtly.

"You little wretch, watch how I'll punish you!"

Li Po's face, creased with wrinkles, smiled sinisterly. With a flick of her iron shadow whip, she sent a gust of fierce wind whistling toward Mu Qingyue, lashing out fiercely. The long gray whip shadow sliced through the air.

"Uh"

Li Po's whipping motion stopped, the iron shadow whip froze in mid-air. Her old eyes widened in disbelief, her expression filled with horror.

One hand grasped her soul whip firmly, without striking Mu Qingyue again.

A young man in white appeared at the door. His handsome face was slightly pale, but his eyes were dark and deep. He held an iron shadow whip in his right hand.

"Wang Xuan!" Li Po cried out in alarm.

Wang Ya's pupils constricted. Wang Xuan had clearly been hit by her Soul-Shattering Palm.

Wang Xuan's face turned sinister: "You dog slave."

"Wow!"

Leaping up with ferocious power, the lion roared in anger, unleashing a devastating kick that carried the force of ten thousand pounds.

Bang!

A dull thud, then a sharp cracking sound as Wang Xuan's kick shattered Li Po's ribs. A sickening crunch echoed through the air as her entire chest caved in before she was flung backwards.

"Ah..."

Screaming, Li Po's soul whip shattered and dissipated in her hand. Her hunched body flew backward, spraying a large cloud of blood as she fell to the ground seven or eight meters away.

"What!"

"This kick..."

"It seems like the power of a martial artist."

The members of the royal family who were watching, suddenly widened their eyes.

Wang Xuan walked towards Li Po with a cold face, step by step.

Ninety-nine breaths.

He had honed his body before, solidified his realm, and finally reached the state of perfect completion, which is also known as the limit of unity in the martial arts world.

Wang Xuan knew, in the ancestral realm, those who had achieved the state of "Nine Nine Returning to One" were only the nine supreme emperors who ruled over the world and looked down upon all beings!

And that day, in the Blackwater City of the martial world, he hadn't heard of anyone reaching it.

In his past life, he swallowed poison daily to become stronger. Who could have imagined the unimaginable pain he endured through those years

The pain of the world, he too can bear.

"Ya...Ya Shao, save me!"

Li Po's face was covered in blood, and as Wang Xuan walked towards her, she cried out in fear.

Li Po didn't understand. As a warrior at the ninth level of the Soul Condensation Realm, why had she been crippled with a single kick from Wang Xuan, the so-called廢人 (waste person)

The only thing she was certain of was that there was a glint of murderous intent in the boy's eyes!

How could this be Even trash dares to kill people

"Wang Xuan, stop! She is mine..." Wang Ya said urgently.

Bang!

Responding to Wang Ya was Wang Xuan's foot-to-foot action.

Stepping on Li Po's neck, 'crack!' Li Po's neck broke, her body straightened, dying without closing her eyes. Her wide eyes were full of fear and regret.

"How many people are you missing" Wang Xuan turned his head, his eyes glancing sideways.breaths. 。He persisted for so long, his perseverance and mindset were already quite remarkable. Perhaps he could hold on until the twenty-ninth breath. 。"Stars are expectant, curious about how much p...