Chapter 227: Chapter 136: Clay Bodhisattva
Translator: 549690339
Bewitching God Spell.
Dealing with the likes of Lady Ma is as easy as pie.
As she turned around, she saw her husband Ma Dayuan, with blood coming out of his mouth, disheveled hair, a pale face, staring at her sternly, and yelling in a chilling voice, “You whore, why did you kill me?”
Ah...
Lady Ma let out a wailing scream and fell down. She tried to call for help but found no one around. Only Ma Dayuan was slowly approaching her.
“Don’t come over, don’t come over!” She was immediately terrified and her mind started to become muddled.
“Why did you kill me?” New novel chapters are published on
“I, I, I only poisoned you with the Ten Fragrance Soft Tendon Powder. It was Bai Shijing who killed you. Yes, it was him who killed you, not me, oooh...”
“Why did you plot against me.”
“I had to frame Qiao Feng. I am a beautiful woman, and all the Beggar’s Sect desired me. Even the Dali Town South King Duan Zhengchun bowed down to me, but he ignored me. I was not satisfied, I was not satisfied! Ma Dayuan, I accidentally discovered that you held the secret of Qiao Feng’s origin. Haha, he is actually a Khitan person, that’s great, really great. Such a secret, you could definitely pull him down from the position of the Gang Leader, but you, the useless one, did not agree, so I had to do it myself. Hehe, Qiao Feng’s good brother Bai Shijing, is not collapsed under my skirt, he is disgusting in bed, even worse than a dog. And Quan Guanqing, Elder Ma, all the elders of the Beggar’s Sect, I made them all dogs. Yes, yes, let’s not forget Qiao Feng, I want to ruin him completely.”
Lady Ma was insanely furious.
However, these words stunned everyone around.
Even Qiao Feng was taken aback.
As for Wang Yuyan?
Very beautiful.
But he did not interest him, yet she blocked his way. She looked at Jiang Ming with her beautiful eyes, seemingly hesitant and puzzled, yet somewhat shy, “Young Master Jiang, may I ask, did you just use spiritual arts?”
“It is obviously spiritual arts!” Ye Hongyu stepped forward. Having traveled widely and possessing broad knowledge, she knew the Hao Tian Sect also had similar cultivation skills.
But cultivating it was too difficult, and it was not likely to achieve great success, so she only had a slight understanding of it.
“I’ve heard about you, Li Qingluo’s daughter, who resides in Man Tuo Mountain Manor. You read thorougly the martial arts scrolls of Great Song, you can recognize the martial prowess of all martial arts schools, you are a great theorist, yet, I wonder why you do not practice?” Ye Hongyu was curious, “Why don’t you practice martial arts? I never understood that as a girl, especially a beautiful one, striving for control over your destiny is tough. You have unique conditions, yet you’re wasting your time and later when you marry, you can only lead a life revolving around your husband’s house, are you willing?”
Wang Yuyan became timid, not knowing how to answer.
“Lady, you’re wrong about this.” Duan Yu stepped forward and argued, “Not practicing martial arts is just not liking it. I’ve been forced to practice martial arts since I was a child, but I just didn’t like it. There are only two words in the human life, ‘to like’.”
“If you were born into a civilian family, would you still like it?” Ye Hongyu showed a mocking expression.
“You don’t know the peril of the martial world, don’t know the hardships of life, boring!” She lost interest, “Brother Jiang, let’s go!”
“Sure!”
Jiang Ming turned away, but sent a message to Wang Yuyan: “Miss Wang, do you know your origin? Your biological father is Dali’s town South King Duan Zhengchun, you can ask your mother about it. Your maternal grandmother is Western Xia Empress Dowager, Li Qiushui, third disciple of Xiaoyao Sect; your maternal grandfather is the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, Wuyazi.”
“By the way, Wuyazi is paralyzed and immobilized by Ding Chunqiu, and now he lives in seclusion in Leigushan. Maybe one day Ding Chunqiu will find him.” “Also, your cousin Murong Fu is determined to restore his country, inciting strife between Great Song and Western Xia, the Great Liao. As for you? He only sees you as a burden.”
“Oh, the conspiracy behind Qiao Feng’s mother’s death was orchestrated by Murong Fu’s father.”
“Miss Wang, meeting is fate, here’s a piece of advice for you, the world of martial arts is dangerous. If you don’t practice martial arts, you better stay away from it..”