I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch
Chapter 227: Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition (9)

“Qing’er? Where are you going?”

“I forgot something for a moment…”

While she didn’t know much about the Blood Cult, she knew they were very, very bad people. Everyone gnashed their teeth at them to the point where Qing wondered if she was that bad.

So Qing dragged her tired body back to the bath.

And when she entered the bath, she found Cheon Yuhak filling bamboo containers with the used bathwater from the Stinking Sewer Medicine wooden tub.

“What are you doing? Was that reusable?”

“How could it be?”

“Then why are you collecting it separately? There’s so much. Are you going to pour all of that?”

Bamboo containers were already scattered all around Cheon Yuhak, enough to fill the entire wooden tub and more.

“It’s leftovers. Anyway. Aren’t you tired? Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“You know that Temporary Indulgence Pill? I looked into it and they say it’s made with blood essence. Blood essence is…”

“Do you think I don’t know what blood essence is?”

Then Cheon Yuhak roughly scratched the back of his head. It was a gesture full of irritation.

“This has become really dirty. A fake Divine Thief distributed human pills made by a son of a bitch. Some bastard set out to smear shit on someone else’s face.”

“Couldn’t we ask the unaffiliated martial artists? Hero Dao seemed like he would cooperate.”

“For now, go sleep. Your tendons haven’t fully attached yet, so sleep well and we’ll do something tomorrow. I’m so tired now that I noticed you coming very late, so that says it all.”

Indeed, Cheon Yuhak’s eyes were dark and his face was soaked in fatigue.

And Qing’s appearance that Cheon Yuhak saw wasn’t much different.

While Qing wasn’t mentally tired, her body was already in tatters. If it weren’t for the medicinal effects of the Stinking Sewer Medicine she had absorbed, she would have already collapsed from exhaustion.

“But the situation seems quite serious…”

“Heng. With half of the Ten Great Masters under Heaven gathered here, what big incident could happen? It looks like the Blood Cult is trying to crash the Murim Conference event and cause a big embarrassment. Blood Cult. Such bastards.”

Cheon Yuhak’s tired expression wrinkled even more.

“Let’s sleep for now. Even if the situation is urgent, we can’t do anything in this state, and it’s not that urgent. Tomorrow, hmm. First, Divine Thief matters should be resolved among Divine Thieves. Don’t go around talking about it.”

“Do you think I’m a child who can’t distinguish between what to say and what not to say? You’re tired too, Master, so go to sleep.”

“Alright.”

At this, Qing returned to the Wucheon Pavilion.

Then she thought, but what were those bamboo containers for? I forgot to ask about that while talking about the Temporary Indulgence Pills.

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The unaffiliated martial artists were staying in the Hyeonkaekdang of the Murim Alliance, so Qing didn’t need to go around Kaifeng looking for people.

“By the way, how do you freely come and go in the Murim Alliance, Master? Did you come as a guest?”

“Heng. With one set of cotton clothes that servants wear, you can go around anywhere without being strange. If you get one set of clothes that maids wear, the whole estate becomes your territory.”

He meant that in large estates, if you’re wearing servant clothes, no one doubts you.

This wasn’t because identity verification was poor in the primitive, ancient, uncivilized Central Plains, but because people naturally have a habit of treating someone as an object or scenery just based on their attire.

Even in Qing’s homeland, not just the Central Plains, you wouldn’t be particularly suspected if you went around wearing a reflective vest.

Like this, with the two of them together, it looked like Qing was bringing along a personal servant.

So no one asked who Cheon Yuhak was.

And so, in front of the Hyeonkaekdang.

The Hyeonkaekdang was among the middle-lower guest houses of the Murim Alliance, so compared to the Wucheon Pavilion where Qing was staying, it was almost heaven and earth apart.

“Is Hero Dao Laiman inside?”

When she asked a servant of the guest house and went to find him, it seemed he was sharing a double room, not a single room.

The not-so-spacious guest room with beds attached to both walls was four times smaller than one room in the Wucheon Pavilion where Qing was staying.

“Miss Ximen? What brings you here?”

“I came to talk about yesterday’s matter, and this hero who was using the Earth-Lying Fist…”

“I am Ma Yeongjeon.”

Since it was a double room, there was one more person besides Dao Laiman, namely Ma Yeongjeon of the Earth-Lying Fist.

Ma Yeongjeon smiled strangely, looking back and forth between Qing and Dao Laiman, and said:

“You two have something to talk about. Then I should tactfully leave. Hero Dao unexpectedly had some skill.”

“Brother Ma, it’s not like that. Hmm. There’s no need for you to leave. If Miss Ximen says yesterday’s matter, she must have come to talk about the Temporary Indulgence Pills, right?”

At this, Ma Yeongjeon’s expression hardened.

“No, my friend. How can you talk about such things carelessly? I don’t know anything about this, so I’ll be going.”

And as he was trying to slip out, Qing thought, looking at him, he ate it too.

In fact, she had already guessed with near certainty since all the unaffiliated martial artists’ evil karma had risen at once.

Of course their evil karma would rise after grinding and eating people.

Whether they knew the true nature of the Temporary Indulgence Pills or not.

Just because you didn’t know it was poison doesn’t mean the poison will spare you. Once the poison enters your body, it doesn’t say “Ah, you didn’t know I was toxic, so I’ll specially avoid poisoning you.”

“Would Hero Ma like to listen too? Yesterday, I received a Temporary Indulgence Pill from Hero Dao, and when I investigated its effects out of curiosity, it turned out to be an evil item made with blood essence.”

“Blood essence…”

Dao Laiman muttered instead of shouting.

And then his expression became nauseous and his complexion turned pale.

“I didn’t know. That it was such an item.”

“I’m not trying to blame you. It’s not good for this to be known, so I just want to find out who’s distributing such medicine and learn their purpose. Hero Ma, will you hand over what you have too? We need to check if it’s the same item.”

“I, I don’t know anything about this. Temporary Indulgence Pills made with blood essence, Hero Dao, I didn’t think you were like that. I’m really disappointed, yes, disappointed in you.”

At this, Qing’s eyes narrowed.

“Do I need to go around asking your previous match opponents about your strange speed and strength before you’ll hand it over willingly?”

“Originally, a martial artist should hide three tenths of their skill-“

“There are ways to know everything, so hand it over.”

Qing cut off Ma Yeongjeon’s words and held out her hand.

Ma Yeongjeon looked at Qing’s white, beautiful hand with trembling eyes, then as if he had made up his mind, swallowed hard and straightened his gaze.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

In the end, it seemed he would pretend not to know.

In fact, once he took that stance, Qing couldn’t press him further.

Without clear evidence that he had taken the Temporary Indulgence Pills, just suspecting based on intuition “You took it, didn’t you?”, especially if those Temporary Indulgence Pills were evil items made with blood essence, it was even more so.

There was no particular way to prove it either, because as the martial arts world saying goes, “A martial artist should hide three tenths of their skill,” if he insisted it was his original skill, that was that.

And if she said “I can see people’s karma,” it wouldn’t work either, sounding like a fake fortune teller.

At this, Qing sighed deeply.

What can you do when there’s no way?

Qing gave up on persuasion.

She only gave up on persuasion.

Qing sighed deeply and suddenly stretched her legs from her sitting position and sprang up.

At the same time, crack!!!

A very crisp sound like a walnut cracking!

“Aaaagh!”

Ma Yeongjeon grabbed his crown and rolled around on the floor of the guest room.

The nuclear armament of the Divine Realm was too powerful, a terrible violence too early for the earthly world below Divine Maiden Peak.

“Why don’t you listen when I talk? Did I look that easy? Do I look like a pushover if I treat you politely and modestly?”

“Mi-Miss Ximen?”

“I told you. I’m from a ronin background.”

“Ah. Hmm. I see.”

At this, Dao Laiman nodded.

While there are very few female ronin martial artists, on the rare occasion there is one, they have extremely foul mouths. It can’t be helped, as it’s a basic qualification to not be looked down upon as a woman in the ronin industry.

“Hero Ma? Will you stop pretending and hand it over obediently now? Or do you want to get beaten like a dog and spit it out? If you gulp down pills made by grinding people, I can act like a dog too, you know?”

“Ugh, what kind of behavior is this?”

“Oh? Are you not in your right mind? Why, shall we have a life-or-death match on my grandfather’s honor? Want to bet whether we’ll find bright red, fine Temporary Indulgence Pills when we search your corpse?”

And then Qing familiarly drew her Resurrection Dagger and finally released her true qi.

The true qi, excited by the rare outing, rushed out all at once in a crowd, reaching the weapon at high speed through the sixteen-lane highway opened in her meridians by the power of the Reverse Muscle Sutra.

However, the Blue Sword that was substituting in place of the Resurrection Dagger was drawn out.

Thanks to this, sword threads like lightning bolts extended from the blue blade with brute force output.

“Shall we see how high your realm is? For your reference, even Transcendent Realm dies in my hands. If I say ‘Transcendent Realm, die,’ all Transcendent Realm die. Do you know the Demonic Cannibal? He acted up in front of me and left early to send his regards to Buddha. Have you heard the saying there’s no order in going? Or do you want to take one more Temporary Indulgence Pill and go, as they say the ghost who died eating looks good?”

Not just her words, but in front of that terrifying display of force, Ma Yeongjeon shrank back.

Unlike what she showed in the martial arts match, this vicious veiled woman was a real master!

Not just martial prowess, but a master of internal qi circulation who had properly built profound inner power.

Especially in front of that thick sword thread, true qi extending like a snake rather than a thread, how could he dare to act tough?

“I… I’ll give it to you.”

“You should have done that from the start.”

As Qing put the Resurrection Dagger back, she felt a subtle sting and checked to find it was the Blue Sword.

Because of the White Hand in White Hand Demonic Arts, even a slight brush of the blade stung, otherwise it would have been a severe injury with the bone showing.

“My goodness. What dagger is this? My Resurrection Dagger, hmm. I wonder when he’ll return it.”

“Ahem.”

Cheon Yuhak, who had been watching Qing’s outrageous behavior with a dumbfounded expression, cleared his throat uncomfortably.

This was because Cheon Yuhak had completely forgotten about it too.

He forgot about Qing’s outrageous behavior, not the Resurrection Dagger.

Come to think of it, she’s the girl who kicked a man’s crotch and sent him flying one zhang high in the Black Market.

She had the temperament to ram into a Black Market merchant in the Black Market’s territory, but after meeting her again, she acted like a natural-born lady, so he had completely forgotten.

At this, Qing dusted off her hands and said:

“This works out well. I’ll need to ask the other heroes staying in the guest rooms to gather too. Would Hero Ma kindly do the work since you know their faces?”

“Uh, what about Hero Dao…”

“Didn’t I tell you? Don’t you know you could find enlightenment if you confessed when asked nicely? Our Hero Dao can stay comfortable.”

At this, Dao Laiman’s expression became very uncomfortable. He was seriously pondering whether this was bullying or not, whether she was giving him a hint or not.

Qing clenched her fist and gently stroked the protruding bone at the base of her middle finger as she continued:

“Now. Hero Ma, or should I say Great Hero Ma? Will you go now, or do you want to get a light noogie on your crown and go while bleeding?”

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