pertwk Chapter 14 I Want Them All
Chapter 14 I Want Them All
"Our sect's territory?"
Qi Ming deliberately let out a sound of surprise, then changed his palm into a claw, using the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand's Cloud-Grabbing Stance to grab Miss Yang's right shoulder. At the same time, he asked curiously, "Which sect or school is this?"
Miss Yang remained silent, and her moves also changed to the Nine Yin Crushing Divine Claw, facing Qi Ming with claw against claw, attack against attack, and speed against speed.
Before long, the two ran for two or three miles and arrived at a small pool that had already frozen over.
Qi Ming landed on his feet and immediately unleashed his power, pushing his palm towards Miss Yang's heart.
The palm strike was incredibly powerful, as if carrying wind and thunder, filling the heavens and earth, making it impossible to avoid.
Miss Yang had been cultivating the Nine Yin Manual on the Cold Jade Bed since childhood, and her skill level was advancing by leaps and bounds. She was not afraid of this and used the "Dragging Mud and Water" technique of the "Heartbreak Palm" to fight Qi Ming head-on with his internal strength!
The moment their palms touched, the heavenly lightning ignited the earthly fire.
The overflowing powerful true energy splattered everywhere like bombs, creating a series of explosions centered on the two people.
The entire surface of the small pool was blasted upwards, with ice crystals flying everywhere, reflecting bizarre and colorful hues...
Of course there is light.
Qi Ming's face was flushed, like an orange-red incandescent light bulb.
Miss Yang's pretty face seemed to be illuminated by a cool white LED light.
The two of them stared at each other, standing in the now-thawed pool of water, continuing their contest of internal strength.
Soon, many bubbles rose up in the water.
It's not that things have boiled over, nor is it that anyone is talking nonsense.
Instead, true qi is released from the Yongquan acupoint, rising from bottom to top, with the bubbles gradually growing larger.
Qi Ming had not used his full strength, so he still had some leeway:
"Young lady, what kind of palm technique do you use? It combines both strength and gentleness!"
Miss Yang sneered, "Tell me first, who are you?!"
She was absolutely stunning; even with a cold expression, she remained incredibly captivating.
Qi Ming was completely honest: "I'm here to dig up graves!"
"What?! You dare?!"
Miss Yang was trembling violently, clearly very angry.
After all, the ancient tomb is her home. If Qi Ming digs it up, where will she live in the future?
Just as she was about to increase her strength, Qi Mingxiao explained:
"I've learned a lot of martial arts, but I don't understand swordsmanship. I also know that the Quanzhen Sect's swordsmanship was extraordinary back then, so I came here to try my luck and try to find some secret manuals. Who knew that this auspicious place has already been occupied by you..."
Miss Yang then realized what was happening, but still said with dissatisfaction:
"Digging up someone's grave is never a good thing! Besides, your skill is already exceptional; you're one of the top masters in the world. Why bother seeking other schools of swordsmanship? Quickly descend the mountain! Our sect has always been a quiet place and does not receive worldly guests!"
Qi Ming immediately retorted, "I have great uses for learning swordsmanship! The Yuan court is cruel and tyrannical, and righteous armies are rising up everywhere. I also want to take up my sword, wipe out the Yuan court, cleanse the evil forces, and restore peace and order to the world! So when I go to the battlefield, I can't just fight with my fists!"
He then suggested with a smile, "I won't bother you! Give me three months. If I can't find the Quanzhen Sect's sword technique manual, you don't need to kick me out; I'll leave on my own!"
Miss Yang also had a sense of national responsibility; after all, she was a chivalrous person. Therefore, upon hearing Qi Ming's words, she secretly agreed and couldn't help but say:
"Alright, you wait here. My family has the Complete Martial Arts Manual, I'll get it for you right away."
Qi Ming wouldn't even consider the Quanzhen Sword Technique! He wanted the entire legacy of the Ancient Tomb Sect!
So he went straight to the point: "The Marquis of Han said, 'How can one think of a home when the Xiongnu are not yet defeated?' I agree with that. But I also feel that cultivating oneself, regulating one's family, governing the state, and bringing peace to the world—putting one's family first and then the state—is not a problem. So I wonder... how old are you now, young lady? Are you married?"
What?!
We're still locked in a fierce battle of wits, like oil and water, and yet you want to marry me?
Miss Yang blushed: "You lecherous scoundrel, do you want to live or die?"
She's not like Little Dragon Girl; she has a lot of experience in the martial arts world, so she's naturally more lively and vivid.
Qi Ming, with the strategy guide in hand, tackled the dungeon without any pressure, and immediately confessed his feelings:
"A real man can say anything. I was immediately captivated by your beauty and charm, and I'm determined to marry you. What does death matter if it means just to have your hand in my arms?"
Although Miss Yang did not practice the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to suppress her nature, she had been living in a ghostly place like the Ancient Tomb for many years, and being in the prime of her youth, she was already quite repressed.
Upon hearing Qi Ming's words, her heart skipped a beat, and she was thrown into a panic.
Qi Ming didn't want to kill her, so he immediately stopped his attack, but their four palms remained pressed together.
Ms. Yang felt this was wrong and naturally wanted to stop.
But Qi Ming grasped her right hand, and then their fingers intertwined, as he spoke tenderly and affectionately:
"My lady, let me manage my family first, and then I'll govern the country!"
Isn't that a very straightforward statement?
Actually, it's not bad!
In the revised edition, the love words exchanged between Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo are also quite corny.
Xiaolongnu asked Yang Guo to think of her 600 times a day. Yang Guo said 700 times, and Xiaolongnu said 800 times... until she said 1,000 times.
Qi Ming could understand the plot.
The character of Xiaolongnu is portrayed as naive and innocent. If you were to ask her to say complicated love words, or even refuse Yang Guo's advances that night, it would be unreasonable.
Since she was free from the constraints of social norms and found that kind of thing comfortable, she was happy and willingly went along with it, unwilling to kill Lao Zhen.
It was just a hardship for many readers.
Miss Yang shook her head repeatedly: "No! Our sect does not engage in worldly affairs. If you marry me, you must live with me in the Ancient Tomb and will not be allowed to leave the mountain at will. Can you accept that?"
This is a lie.
Leaving aside whether the Ancient Tomb Sect still needs to abide by its rules, even if it does, she can leave as long as a man is willing to die for her!
Of course, to prevent men from using sweet talk, this rule should not be known to men beforehand.
But Qi Ming knew it!
So he said earnestly, "Give me fifteen years. Once I have successfully overthrown the Yuan dynasty and restored peace and prosperity to the people, I will set aside my ambitions and come live in seclusion with you!"
That was absolutely a killer move.
First he was willing to die for her, then he was willing to live in seclusion with her. What more can be said?
Miss Yang blushed deeply: "Too, too fast..."
Although she said that, which made her seem rather slow to warm up, her eyes were anything but cold.
Water vapor rises, snow mist dissipates, creating an extremely enchanting atmosphere.
Qi Ming reached out and pulled her into his arms without much effort. Then, he lowered his head and Kuku kissed her mouth hard.
Miss Yang felt completely weightless from head to toe, yet she was also joyful and happy, floating on air without knowing why.
When she came to her senses, she was already inside Qi Ming's tent, and she was completely naked, like a white sheep.
She pressed against Qi Ming's chest, pouting and protesting:
"Wait a minute, I don't even know your name!"
Qi Ming didn't insist. As he turned around and lit two red candles, he introduced himself:
"My surname is Qi, and my given name is Ming, meaning 'bright as the sun and moon in the sky.' And you?"
Miss Yang said shyly, "My surname is Yang, and my given name is Zhiwei."
Actually, you could call him "Beyond," since their eyes and eyebrows are somewhat similar...
In short, none of this matters.
The wind and snow continue.
The weather is getting increasingly harsh.
The man and woman inside the tent, possessing divine powers, paid no heed to this. After paying homage to Heaven, Earth, and their parents, they were enveloped in the warmth of the red candles and the tent, their affections intertwined, achieving a great harmony in their lives.