Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate-Chapter 521

Chapter 521: Chapter 494: The Bet (Please Subscribe) Chapter 521: Chapter 494: The Bet (Please Subscribe) At this moment, in front of the Lin Mansion, stood a woman in a goose-yellow long dress, slim and graceful like a delicate willow.

That was Han Xian’er, around twenty years old, with eyebrows like crescent moons, a high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth, exuding natural beauty without the need for makeup, her hand on the hilt of her sword, her eyes provocatively and angrily fixed on the gate of Lin Mansion.

“Lin Hao, come out if you are a man, and face my sword!”

Yet the gate remained tightly closed, without any movement.

A trace of helplessness began to emerge in the depths of Han Xian’er’s eyes.

She had come to challenge under her master’s orders, prepared to bully the weaker and overpower the less influential, to give Lin Hao a good thrashing and teach Luo Wangshu a lesson.

However, Lin Hao, thick-skinned as he was, ignored her prolonged shouts for almost half an hour, never appearing or accepting the challenge, leaving her feeling impatient and powerless.

On both sides of this alley, a large crowd of servants and commoners, along with imperial guards, watched, and people from neighboring houses peeked towards the gate of Lin Mansion.

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This place was less than five miles from the Imperial City, surrounded by wealthy and noble residences, hence there were many imperial guards patrolling the alley, all attracted to the commotion.

“Could that woman be Han Xian’er?

That Third-rank Divine Envoy from Great Wei?”

“Her?

She’s quite formidable.

It’s said that today at court, she blocked Chengtian Gate, scolding anyone she saw and challenging the entire Song Court, claiming the incompetence of the Great Song led to the rampant tyranny of the Bright Holy Sect, causing insult to her master.”

“Really?

How could the courtiers endure this?”

“What else can they do when they can’t counter?

It’s said that the Great Song was at fault, wronging her master.

It’s improper to bully with superiority, but reportedly, after several Third-rank Generals couldn’t bear it and fought her in four matches, they all lost, emerged with bruises, leading to a total loss of face for the court officials.”

“It’s said that her martial bloodline has reached the Seventh Realm Emperor Rank, unbeatable among her peers, and she fights with a lethal style.

Our Great Song experts couldn’t seriously harm her, making her quite a tough adversary.”

“How come they end up at Director Lin’s mansion?

She looks so frail and gentle like jade, why acting like a shrew?”

“Has Director Lin not come out yet?

He seems not intending to accept the challenge; it’s totally quiet.”

“It would be foolish to come out to fight, right?

Although Director Lin is exceptionally talented, she is a bona fide Seventh Realm Emperor Rank, rumored to be close to reaching Super Monarch.”

Meanwhile, at a tea stall near the back courtyard of Lin Mansion, Cui Peipei, the Third Divine Envoy of Great Wei, and Zong Xiushan, the Third Divine Envoy of Great Cheng, were facing each other, drinking tea.

They were not intentionally waiting here; it’s just that this area was surrounded by the residences of officials and nobles, and within five miles, this was the only tea stall.

It’s said that this tea stall might not last either, as Lin Hao has already bought several nearby residences, planning to merge them soon.

Zong Xiushan frowned: “I wonder who set up the Array at Lin Mansion?

Although it’s only of the Dragon Stage, it’s perfectly seamless, flawless, showing a peak mastery like that of a Great Grandmaster in Dragon Stage Formations.”

He had just tried to probe inside Lin Mansion using his Divine Sense, but was firmly blocked from entering.

Zong Xiushan’s Primordial Spirit was immensely powerful, his Divine Sense spreading like mercury flowing rapidly, yet he couldn’t find a single gap.

“There are some tricks to it,” said Cui Peipei, glancing sideway towards Lin Mansion with a calm face: “But what does it matter what the Formation in his house is like?”

Cui Peipei had her disciple blatantly insult and provoke the officials of the Song Court, and then went to provoke a confrontation in front of Lin Hao’s door, intending to pressure Luo Wangshu and the students, and the Great Song Court, showing they were highly provoked and that it was better they find the pieces of the Abyss Divine Tablet soon, or this wouldn’t end!

Zong Xiushan sighed, deeply worried as he sipped his tea: “I feel like this isn’t the solution; it’s somewhat unreasonable and will only completely offend the entire Great Song without any benefit.

To recover the Abyss Divine Tablet, true cooperation is needed among all parties.”

He genuinely wanted to locate the Abyss Divine Tablet pieces as soon as possible and had to.

Zong Xiushan regretted deeply, wishing he had never made a deal with that mysterious person.

That day, if he had not gone easy on Luo Wangshu, pressuring her, he wouldn’t have lost that half move, and Luo Wangshu would have had to save face for him, a foreign Divine Envoy.

If not losing that half move, he would not have needed to save the Da Liao diplomatic mission to regain face.

Had he not gone to save the Da Liao diplomatic mission, maybe the Abyss Divine Tablet wouldn’t have been lost.

Considering the situation at the time, as long as any of the Ninth Realm Emperor Rank was present inside the Divine Palace, Elder Wan Xin wouldn’t have succeeded.

Cui Peipei scoffed disapprovingly: “What’s wrong with being unreasonable?

I am a woman.”

Sometimes, being a woman comes with certain privileges.

Cui Peipei humphed softly: “Besides what sort of honest cooperation is that?

Just look at Luo Wangshu and her disciples, do they look like they’re seriously seeking the Abyss Divine Tablet?

They are indeed searching with great fanfare, seemingly diligent, but the Spy Detection Bureau has twenty-four monitors with ten of them stationary in the Capital.

And Luo Wangshu, do you know what she was doing the night the tablet went missing?

She spent the whole night at her disciple’s home, who knows doing what!

And these days, that woman is not seen all day, is she seriously searching for the Abyss Divine Tablet?

Maybe not!

Maybe right now she’s in this very residence, doing something indecent with her disciple.”

Zong Xiushan shook his head, disbelieving: “I’ve looked into Luo Wangshu’s movements these past few days, her Eight Dragon Flying Chariot has been searching all around the outskirts of Luojing—”

He was still speaking when his voice abruptly stopped.

Zong Xiushan turned his head towards the back gate of Lin Mansion, just as the gate creakily opened, revealing a man and a woman stepping out.

It was Luo Wangshu, the woman, and Lin Hao, the man from the Imperial City Department Spy Detection Bureau.

Zong Xiushan noticed that the two of them were very intimate, and when Luo Wangshu left, she even reached out to pinch Lin Hao’s cheek.

Also, Luo Wangshu’s complexion seemed somewhat pale for some reason.

The first thought in Zong Xiushan’s mind was about Lin Hao; was he really that powerful?

To have a Ninth Realm Emperor Rank worn out to this state.

Cui Peipei, on the other hand, had a dark expression, grim as iron.

She hadn’t expected Luo Wangshu to actually be in Lin Hao’s mansion.

From a distance, Luo Wangshu had just taken a few steps out when suddenly her expression changed, and she turned to look towards the tea stall at the street corner.

Was that Cui Peipei and Zong Xiushan?

A trace of dark energy appeared on her face, these two were quite good at concealing their presence, Luo Wangshu only sensed them after she left the door.

But were these two really here to spy on her?

They were watching her very closely.

Luo Wangshu pondered briefly, then walked confidently toward the tea stall.

“I have previously told both of you, regarding the matter of the Abyss Divine Tablet, I will definitely give you an explanation soon.”

Luo Wangshu took a step and covered a hundred yards, appearing suddenly inside the tea stall.

She sat down next to them, sighing deeply, “Is Luo’s reputation really that poor?

To the extent that between us, there isn’t even basic trust?”

“Stop feigning innocence, I know very well what kind of person you, Luo Wangshu, are.”

Cui Peipei let out a sneer, her gaze intently on Luo Wangshu’s face: “What have you been doing with your disciple, consuming so much of his Primordial Qi?

Could it be that you’re practicing some dual cultivation Secret Technique of yin replenishing yang?

Just like the rumors say, sharing the joy of master and disciple?

But I must admit, the lad does look appealing, no wonder you’re inclined towards him.”

Zong Xiushan thought this was too harsh and too humiliating to say.

However, Luo Wangshu simply laughed it off: “So what if I am?

Jealous?

The joy of master and disciple is beyond your comprehension!”

Cui Peipei was momentarily stunned, at a loss for words against this shamelessly thick-skinned woman.

Luo Wangshu’s expression turned serious, a cold chill gleaming in her eyes: “Cui Peipei, if you dare to spout more of this nonsense, believe it or not, I’ll just stop investigating the matter of the Abyss Divine Tablet fragment.”

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Cui Peipei was about to say ‘you wouldn’t dare’, but hesitated as her expression shifted.

The Divine Punishment Luo Wangshu received was merely facing the wall for a day and twenty lashes, far lighter than what she faced.

Besides being whipped, Cui Peipei was also demoted from Commander of the Lesser Divine Palace to Red Priest.

Knowing Luo Wangshu’s personality, she might actually go through with it.

“Both of you, calm your anger, Divine Envoy Cui is just anxious to recover the Divine Tablet, consumed with urgency, not getting it back would be bad for all three of us.”

Zong Xiushan tried to mediate while casting a suspicious look at Luo Wangshu: “But Divine Envoy Luo, since you are here, does that mean the Eight Dragon Chariot outside is empty?”

“It’s empty.” Luo Wangshu replied calmly with confidence: “It’s a deliberate deception, to make certain people drop their guard.

I have my strategies, you two just need to wait for the outcome.”

She then glanced sideways at Cui Peipei: “Tell your disciple to scram!

If we were to fight on equal realms, your disciple wouldn’t be able to withstand even three moves from Lin Hao.

I only indulged you this time because we, Great Song, indeed bear responsibility for the Divine Tablet being stolen, but don’t push your luck!”

Cui Peipei responded with a disdainful snort: “Three moves?

Boastful words.”

A mere Fifth Realm, no matter how high his Martial Arts Accomplishment is, could he surpass a Seventh Realm Emperor Rank?

“Whether it’s boastful or not, we’ll find out after the fight.

Don’t just mention Lin Hao, even that Dragon Guard accompanying him, your disciple Han Xian’er might not be able to match.”

Luo Wangshu stood up: “Let’s make a bet then, for the next few months, have your disciple stop bothering Lin Hao.

Once the Divine Tablet is recovered, I’ll arrange for Lin Hao to fight your disciple, and if she loses, what will you do?”

Cui Peipei shook her head, her expression mocking: “If Xian’er really loses, I’ll have her serve your disciple as a servant!”

Luo Wangshu looked at Cui Peipei, surprised.

She thought this woman was crazy, betting so big.

Cui Peipei’s lips curved slightly: “If Lin Hao loses, the same applies, do you dare?”

She could see that Luo Wangshu truly cared for Lin Hao, snatching her most cherished possession from this arch-enemy would indeed be sweet.

Cui Peipei was confident, because her disciple’s strength was far beyond just a Seventh Realm Emperor Rank.

Luo Wangshu thought of the strike Lin Hao had just launched, thinking this would be picking up a Seventh Realm Emperor Rank for free.

In half a year, with Hao’s Martial Intent becoming conceptualized, that strike would only grow stronger.

Luo Wangshu sat down again: “Let’s discuss this in detail, the fight must be fair, and what if you go back on your word—”