Chapter 1793: Chapter 1793

Zhao Yu used to be a fairy untouched by the Mortal World, but after becoming a wife, she considered everything from your perspective. It’s safe to say that in mind and soul, she has already become one with you, sharing honor and disgrace, inseparable in life and death.

"Zhang Xiu, do you admit defeat, you son of a bitch?"

When you shouted this, you already had Zhang Xiu pinned down. Your left hand was restraining Zhang Xiu’s right hand, and your right fist was less than two centimeters away from Zhang Xiu’s face.

In hand-to-hand combat, Zhang Xiu was no match for you, especially as he was unfamiliar with your fighting style.

Every martial artist has a pattern to their moves; even in a combination, there’s a routine. But with your fighting, it wasn’t like that at all. Your punches were entirely freewheeling, the wind from your fists swift and sharp, and your movements unpredictable. Especially in your straight-line speed, Zhang Xiu suffered greatly, getting severely hit twice, particularly in the abdomen. After being punched by you, he felt as though his insides were churning, almost spitting blood, surely suffering a substantial internal injury.

What made Zhang Xiu feel even more humiliated was getting punched in the right eye, which was still painful. Although he couldn’t see it, Zhang Xiu knew that his eye was definitely bruised.

Zhang Xiu has always been a pursuer of beauty. He traveled far for a glimpse of Zhao Yu’s charm because she was the most elegant and beautiful woman he had ever seen. Now, in front of the fairy he loves, revealing such an ugly state filled him with such intense shame he wished he could disappear into the earth.

Despite wanting to fight again, Zhang Xiu knew he couldn’t. His weapons were carried away with the horse, and without the spear, he wasn’t your match.

Zhang Xiu didn’t answer you, turning his head away to avoid your gaze.

"Huh? Ignoring me, really? Seems like you need another beating!"

Just as you were about to raise your fist, Zhao Yu’s pleasant voice, as soft as silk, reached his ears: "Husband, he has already admitted defeat."

Upon hearing the words "husband" from Zhao Yu, Zhang Xiu turned sharply towards her, disbelief and a deep, heart-wrenching pain in his eyes.

Zhao Yu glanced at Zhang Xiu and paid no heed to his dreamy eyes, which had bewitched countless young girls. She smiled calmly: "Master Zhang, I am already a married woman. Please do not trouble me again, or next time, I won’t be so courteous."

Zhao Yun echoed with the same remark.

Zhao Yu’s voice was gentle and melodious, much like music, but her words carried a determined and resolute attitude.

After speaking, Zhao Yu gracefully walked to you, took your hand, and softly said: "Husband, let’s go back. The master has come from afar, we mustn’t neglect him."

You were first taken aback, then burst into hearty laughter. In Zhang Xiu’s eyes of despair and pain, you and Zhao Yu walked side by side, showing no excessive intimacy, yet to Zhang Xiu, it appeared as a perfect match with mutual affection—"Why!? Why!!?"

Zhang Xiu suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream, then spat blood and collapsed.

Zhao Yu didn’t look back, as if apart from you and her brother, Zhao Yun, everything else was unrelated to her.

You glanced back and showed a slightly cruel smile, saying: "To be honest, if this guy had desecrated you right in front of me, he would’ve already turned into minced meat today."

"Yes." Zhao Yu nodded, looking at your profile, her smile gentle and carefree as always.

The three of you returned home to welcome Old Tong. The fainted Zhang Xiu had already been carried away by four servants, one of whom came to deliver a message, and threw a threat at you: "Gentlemen, be careful in everything!"

"Uh? Hahaha—" You, holding an axe to chop firewood, suddenly laughed upwards, the laughter abruptly stopped, and you suddenly turned to look at that servant with a ruthless glint in your eyes, "Tell Zhang Xiu, next time we meet, it’ll be a fight to the death!"

Although Zhang Xiu’s incident was a slight interruption, your spirits weren’t affected.

At the dining table, you drank with Tong Yuan. Regarding Zhang Xiu’s matter, Tong Yuan said nothing, which puzzled you. Fueled by the alcohol, you asked Old Tong: "Hey, old man Tong, Zhang Xiu is your disciple, right? How come I feel like you’re indifferent towards him?"

Tong Yuan took a sip, smiled but said nothing.

You saw that Tong Yuan wasn’t going to elaborate, so you didn’t press further; after all, it’s someone else’s own business.

At the table, it was just you and Tong Yuan. Originally, you wanted Zhao Yu to sit with you, but she declined with a smile. As for Zhao Yun, with the quip "You’re not of age to drink," you sent him away. As Zhao Yun went out to find Wang Xiao, when Zhao Yun returned with Wang Xiao, you had already devoured everything on the table.

Regarding your astonishing speed and amount of eating, Zhao Yun was already accustomed to it.

"Master, this is Wang Xiao I’ve been telling you about."

After speaking, Zhao Yun kicked Wang Xiao, who quickly knelt and bowed before Tong Yuan.

Looking at Wang Xiao, Tong Yuan stroked his long beard, a hint of satisfaction on his flushed face: "Hmm, not bad, this child has an excellent root bone. Although he’s a bit older, with diligent cultivation, he will surely become successful one day."

Zhao Yun nudged Wang Xiao again, prompting Wang Xiao to kowtow three times before Tong Yuan: "Master, please accept my respect!"

"Good, good." Tong Yuan laughed while helping Wang Xiao up, affectionately patting Wang Xiao’s head.

Watching from the side, you felt somewhat moved.

At this moment, Tong Yuan seemed to remember something and turned to you: "Little brother Li, based on your current strength, you’ve already entered the ranks of first-class experts. However, there is always someone stronger, and you mustn’t grow arrogant."

You nodded and smiled: "Don’t worry, I’m not a pampered decorative pillow. I walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood to achieve what I have today."

Tong Yuan nodded, which was a main reason he favored you. He thought for a moment and continued: "I have an old acquaintance from the Divine Doctor lineage. If you meet him someday, perhaps he can diagnose you and help you with your meridians." For origınal chapters go to novel·fıre·net

Upon hearing this, while Zhao Yu was tidying up, her eyes lit up immediately and she asked: "Master, what is the name of this Divine Doctor?"

"You should know this person; he’s called Hua Tuo, and he had a connection with your master’s master." As Tong Yuan said this, a hint of sadness flashed through his eyes, which you noticed.

"Looks like there’s a melodramatic forbidden romance here," you mused internally.

In fact, you’re quite aware of your own abilities. The Path of Heavenly Power is elusive and traceless, and can only be explored on your own.

You also feel that your strength is still growing, although not as quickly as before, it at least shows that if you continue to train, there will be progress, which is what you’ve always pursued.

You don’t particularly care for Hua Tuo. In your view, Hua Tuo is a doctor, and his role is to heal and save lives, while you have no ailment, so you don’t need Hua Tuo.