Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 536 - 424 Flowers and the Youth (Part 1)

Chapter 536: Chapter 424 Flowers and the Youth (Part 1)

"Little Wu, dinner’s ready!"

Shen Xiujun’s voice called out from the kitchen.

Wu Xiaode sat at the bar, his cheek propped by his hand, contemplating his thoughts.

——And just like that, his train of thought was interrupted.

Tch.

This Demon Lord was really annoying; while others were planning how to kill it, it kept calling them to dinner.

Wu Xiaode sighed, closed his eyes, and began to ponder his tactics.

Shen Feixue knew nothing.

She naturally sided with her sister.

Having no one to support him was indeed a bit troublesome.

Wait a minute!

His Silent Demon Mist had already been upgraded so many times, and consequently, the Demon Mist Skill: Shadow Followers had reached "High-level."

The new description of the Demon Mist Skill was:

"You can nominate a target at any time to become a Shadow Follower and, overcoming the barriers of space and time, summon them to your presence."

It could transcend space and time now!

Then call someone over to help deal with the situation.

Wu Xiaode muttered:

"Elder Xiao, come and help."

The next second.

Thud thud thud——

Knocking sounds came from the bar’s entrance.

"Who is it?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"It’s me." Xiao Baihong’s lazy voice came from outside the door.

Wu Xiaode waved his hand through the air.

Clack.

The latch on the door opened.

Xiao Baihong, dressed in a black trench coat and wearing a wide-brimmed hat, pushed the door open.

He came in holding a big bunch of red roses, and with a chuckle, he placed the flowers on the bar, dividing them into two portions.

The enticing scent of flowers drew Shen Feixue and Shen Xiujun out together.

"Eh? Xiao Baihong, Little Wu said you wouldn’t be coming for a while, how come you’re here again?"

Shen Feixue asked, surprised.

"Work reimbursement, flight canceled, lover married to a minotaur, so I returned to this small town to lick my wounds——these are for you, the other portion is for Xiujun," Xiao Baihong said cheerily.

Shen Xiujun scrutinized Xiao Baihong, sensing his strength, and a trace of disdain flitted across her gaze.

"Thanks a lot," she said sweetly with a smile, "I’ll go set the bowls; you guys come eat quickly."

After finishing, she turned and left.

Shen Feixue followed her to the kitchen to help out.

Wu Xiaode and Xiao Baihong were left at the bar.

"Wasn’t space and time sealed? How can you still summon me over?" Xiao Baihong inquired via a psychic message.

"Because my Death Skill has been upgraded several levels in a row, I finally have the strength to summon you," Wu Xiaode shrugged and replied.

Damn it.

Last time Xiao Baihong came, Shen Xiujun wasn’t even around; yet, the moment he arrived this time, he immediately knew about Shen Feixue’s sister.

How did he manage that?

The Demon Lord was truly unfathomable.

Xiao Baihong poured himself a glass of brandy, sipping it slowly while asking:

"What’s the urgent situation that requires involving a madman like me?"

Wu Xiaode briefly explained the situation using a psychic message.

Xiao Baihong’s hand, swirling the glass, paused.

"How interesting, she appeared out of nowhere? I didn’t detect her at all," he said, looking intrigued.

"I need your assistance," Wu Xiaode said earnestly.

"Speak."

"You need to find a way to take Shen Feixue away—naturally and reasonably—get her out of the bar for at least a few hours."

"I see, you want to deal with the Demon Lord and yet are worried about involving Feixue," Xiao Baihong said.

"Exactly," Wu Xiaode admitted.

"Dinner’s ready!" Shen Feixue called out.

Wu Xiaode and Xiao Baihong got up and headed toward the dining room.

"I’m not good enough for a fight now, but for this kind of thing, you’ve come to the right guy," Xiao Baihong conveyed through a psychic message.

"You’ve thought of a plan?" Wu Xiaode continued the conversation psychically while walking.

"Of course, we are both problem-solvers, you with the BOSS and I with wooing women, we both have a bright future," Xiao Baihong communicated.

Wu Xiaode shook his head, chuckling to himself.

Elder Xiao was always like this, a bit mad but utterly professional in his work.

"Coordinate with me in a while," Elder Xiao.

"Sure," Little Wu.

Together, they arrived at the dining room.

The dining table was laden with sumptuous food.

The four of them sat down, enjoying a harmonious meal while chatting.

Wu Xiaode silently estimated the time.

The blessing of the Death God had about half an hour left to disappear.

Suddenly, he sent a psychic message: "Elder Xiao, eat quickly, we have serious matters to attend to."

"Okay," Xiao Baihong responded.

After wolfing down a few bites, he abruptly looked up at Shen Feixue and asked:

"Feixue, how many months is the child?"

"4 months," Shen Feixue replied.

Xiao Baihong turned to Wu Xiaode: "Four months already, have you taken her to the hospital to listen to the fetal heartbeat? Done any prenatal checkups?"

Wu Xiaode smacked the table in frustration, exclaiming, "I completely forgot about that."

Xiao Baihong solemnly said, "This won’t do, having a baby is a big deal. You should at least do an ultrasound to check the various indicators. It can’t be taken lightly."

"That makes sense. After eating, I’ll take her," Wu Xiaode said.

"Let me handle it. During your absence, I got pretty familiar with the mob. I can call a few connections to take her to the best hospital in the city—what do you think, Feixue?" Xiao Baihong suggested.

Shen Feixue was taken aback, puzzled.

But they did have a point. She had been too preoccupied with being hunted down and hadn’t cared for the child. Now that she finally had peace and had rested for a while, it indeed was time to have it checked.

"If the child has any peculiarities, can you ensure those people won’t talk nonsense?"

She asked uneasily.

Xiao Baihong gave a reassuring smile and said:

"No problem, this realm is controlled by the mafia. With brawlers like Little Wu and me around, everything will be fine."

Shen Feixue then relaxed.

Wu Xiaode also eased up.

"I’ll go with my sister, there are a lot of things she can’t manage alone, and I can look after her," Shen Xiujun suddenly said.

Xiao Baihong pursed his lips and closed them tightly.

——He couldn’t afford to offend this monster; otherwise, one could die without knowing how it happened.

Wu Xiaode naturally continued the conversation:

"Don’t go; I’ll talk to you about something later."

Shen Xiujun glanced at Shen Feixue, then at Wu Xiaode.

"Does Brother Wu need me?"

She tilted her head towards Wu Xiaode.

Xiao Baihong kept her head down eating a steak, quietly transmitting:

"Be careful. Generally, when a girl tilts her head at you, it means she has a favorable impression of you, but her posture is deliberate because her hand is propping up the table; it isn’t natural. At a glance, you can tell she hasn’t learned acting; she’s just trying to win your favor."

"Got it, Love Saint," Wu Xiaode transmitted back.

"Yeah," Wu Xiaode said as he raised his glass to Shen Xiujun, earnestly, "I have a favor to ask of you."

Shen Xiujun’s eyes flickered.

——Better to focus on the main conflict. As long as I take care of this man, all else is trivial, a mere wave of my hand will turn it to ashes.

A delighted smile appeared on her face:

"Okay, then I’ll stay and help Brother Wu."

...

After the meal.

Shen Feixue tidied up a bit and left in the car with Xiao Baihong.

Wu Xiaode quietly sat in front of the bar, waiting until the sound of the car faded away.

Shen Xiujun was in the kitchen washing dishes.

She slowly wiped the plates, seeming somewhat distracted.

What was going to happen next?

It wasn’t long before she heard it.

"Xiujun."

As expected, Wu Xiaode called out.

Here it comes!

Is he trying to lower his reputation or farm mine?

What exactly does this guy have in mind for our confrontation?

"What is it, Brother Wu?" Shen Xiujun responded.

"Come with me, I have something I want to talk to you about," Wu Xiaode said.

"All right."

Shen Xiujun dried her hands, took off her apron, and followed Wu Xiaode out of the bar.

The two stood still on the street.

——The street was deserted.

The wind whistled through, utterly desolate.

Shen Xiujun looked at the hotel across from the bar, covered her mouth with a laugh, and said:

"Brother Wu, are you looking to get a room? Wait for me to get a few sets of clothes."

"——No, I need a favor from you," Wu Xiaode said.

"Do you sincerely want my help?" Shen Xiujun immediately asked.

——If he verbally confirms that he "truly wants help," then as long as I help him, reputation would be instantly gained!

"I sincerely need your help," Wu Xiaode said, word by word.

Shen Xiujun’s gaze suddenly showed intense eagerness.

How familiar.

Lured by various unattainable powers, beings willingly step towards the abyss, eventually losing their very souls completely.

This man lacks the strength to deal with other situations, so he turns to me for help.

Why would I miss such an opportunity?

I understand the flawed nature of all beings like the back of my hand.

So then...

I’ll lead him step by step to his downfall.

"So Brother Wu has finally realized I’m still of use, haven’t you?"

Shen Xiujun said, her voice silky, her eyes slightly teasing.

She put her hands behind her back, letting the breeze lift her chiffon skirt, swirling around her body to carve enticing curves.

Wu Xiaode’s gaze twitched.

——She really never stops trying to seduce me.

"You see, I used to be a street thug, and I haven’t formally trained in combat for long."

Wu Xiaode went on earnestly:

"So, my fundamentals aren’t very strong."

"I was thinking you could spar with me for a while and teach me how to properly fight."

Shen Xiujun listened attentively, finally showing a look of realization.

What to say.

It was slightly unexpected.

He didn’t directly beg for power, but instead wanted to learn to fight from me.

——His soul isn’t completely corrupt yet.

Looking at it another way—

A mere mortal coming up with the idea to learn to fight from a Demon Lord of the Great Calamity is, in fact, quite inventive.

"Most beings have only one attitude in front of me, begging for my mercy," Shen Xiujun said with a beaming smile, "You’re quite something, wanting to learn fighting from me—that’s unprecedented."

"You are an odd one, even your tasks are so peculiar."

"So, how do you want me to teach you?"

"Combat! In the form of combat!" Wu Xiaode immediately said.

Shen Xiujun thought about it, finding it somewhat amusing.

His strength is so poor.

If it weren’t for his abundance of "Merit"——

I’d kill him with a glance.

And now he wants to learn from me?

How much can he possibly learn?

All the powers of the Great Calamity completely overpower mortals, and even if he could glimpse the path—

Once I complete my reputation task, he will die.

I’ll forever keep his soul as a souvenir to commemorate this special battle of Causality Law.

Speaking of completing tasks...

Okay then.

"Brother Wu, whatever you want to learn, I’ll teach you," Shen Xiujun said with a smile.

Her pale, jade-like arm flickered like a dragonfly skimming water, like willow fluff drifting in the wind, gently dancing with the breeze.

In this seemingly frail dance, streaks of energy traveled through her delicate white arm, striking towards the Void.

The Void instantly shattered, revealing layers upon layers of otherworldly scenery.

A strike that broke through the Void!

The heavens and earth fell silent.

All of creation seemed to fall in awe of her power, holding their breath, silently observing the cosmic truth within this Martial Arts move.

Wu Xiaode knew quality when he saw it, and with just one look, he couldn’t tear his eyes away.

——Not even the Human Emperor’s legacy contained such a move.

This was a Martial Art beyond any being’s imagination.

Wu Xiaode slowly clasped his fists and spoke softly:

"Please teach me close-quarters combat."