Who Said My Wife Is A Demon! - Chapter 44

“W-wait a moment, sir, spare my life!”

Liang Xin repeatedly waved his hands in surrender. When Yang Shifei timely ceased his actions, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man staggered and sat down on the ground, sweating profusely, almost crying.

This person, could he be a monster?

The moves he used were like child’s play in front of this man. No matter how he changed his tactics, they were all seen through and countered with ease. Even his proud footwork seemed no different from that of a baby’s stroll in front of him.

After struggling for a long time, it felt like crashing into a mountain with his own body, making him feel foolish enough to cry.

Previously, he thought that Xiang Tianlin must have been defeated with a trick, but now he realized that Xiang Tianlin might have truly been beaten to death.

“Hiss…it hurts.”

Liang Xin rubbed his head, then his arms, feeling pain all over his body.

He subconsciously rubbed his chest again; it hurt there too?

Liang Xin widened his eyes in shock and looked at Yang Shifei, “You, you—”

“Me?”

Yang Shifei was confused by his gaze. “Did I use too much force?”

Liang Xin panicked, “When did you slap my chest twice!”

“You must be mistaken.”

Yang Shifei chuckled and gestured twice with his hand, “Actually, you were poked with two fingers.”

Seeing him pinch with two fingers, Liang Xin immediately hugged his chest tightly, his face turning pale, “Where did you pinch?”

“Uh, in a sparring match, some contact is inevitable.”

Yang Shifei looked puzzled, “Brother Liang, haven’t you ever been injured before?”

Liang Xin gritted his teeth and said angrily, “No one could touch my body before, it was always me hitting them!”

Yang Shifei understood.

Ah, those people probably guessed Liang Xin’s high status, so they all intentionally held back?

It seems this guy was indeed young and ignorant.

“You, you wait!”

Liang Xin gnashed his teeth, “When my skills improve, I’ll come back to seek revenge!”

Yang Shifei looked at him strangely. This guy wasn’t in a hurry to start or finish the fight earlier, so why did he become so agitated after getting struck in the chest?

Could it be that I’ve encountered someone in the martial world skilled in the art of cross-dressing as the opposite gender?

He carefully scrutinized the other person once again.

Although his appearance is quite effeminate, there’s a slight bulge on his throat, and his chest is as flat as a washboard, not like a woman’s.

Most importantly, when he just poked this person, there wasn’t any soft sensation, obviously not wearing a chest binder.

However, whether he’s male or female, it’s really hard to say.

“What are you looking at!”

Liang Xin hugged his chest tightly, a few traces of anger and embarrassment appeared on his sweaty and delicate face, “Pervert!”

Yang Shifei was speechless for a while, “Brother Liang, are you actually a woman?”

“…”

Liang Xin was suddenly choked, unable to speak.

After a moment of silence, he stiffened his face and avoided eye contact, “Who, who’s a woman? Can’t you feel my strong chest muscles?”

“I didn’t feel anything, it’s flat.”

“?”

Liang Xin was almost infuriated to death; this person was simply at odds with him.

Seeing his face turning almost black, Yang Shifei couldn’t bear to tease him anymore, and approached with a light laugh, “Brother Liang, do you want to continue sparring?”

As he spoke, he pointed to the sky, “It’s still early, if you want to continue, I can accompany you.”

Seeing a looming shadow cast over, Liang Xin couldn’t help but tense up, swallowing unconsciously.

“Uh, maybe we should take a break first, what do you think?”

The fiery pain in his chest made his voice weak.

“Sure.”

Yang Shifei smiled and reached out to help him up from the ground.

Liang Xin was a bit stunned, and when he stood firm, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost thought he was going to get beaten again, it was terrifying.

It was really scary enough to almost call for help.

Thinking of this, Liang Xin couldn’t help but blush a bit, feeling embarrassed.

“If Brother Liang has some interest in martial arts, you should practice more in the future.”

Yang Shifei smiled and patted his shoulder, “Especially with this physique, it’s still too weak. Even if you cultivate internal strength, with such a delicate body, if you encounter someone reckless in the martial world, you’ll definitely suffer.”

Liang Xin showed a smile uglier than crying.

It’s not that exaggerated; during this trip, encountering dozens of young heroes, it’s only you who almost made me cry out in pain, it hurts so much!

He rubbed his lower back; he almost got cramps from being kicked just now.

“Brother Liang, shall I escort you back?”

“Ah, th-thank you, you’re quite kind.”

Liang Xin nodded awkwardly and allowed himself to be supported for a while.

Until they reached the pavilion and took their seats, he stole a glance at Yang Shifei, secretly musing that this person appeared quite refined and pleasant when not using force, with a rather charming smile.

But once he did move his hands…

Liang Xin rubbed his chest with a resentful expression. So rough and lewd!

“I’ll go pour some tea.”

Yang Shifei picked up the empty teapot and casually asked, “Does your Mengshang Pavilion have any medicine for treating injuries from falls and bruises?”

Liang Xin was dumbfounded, subconsciously pointing toward the direction of the fifth floor, “In my room, there should be….huh?”

A figure suddenly leaped from the fourth-floor window ledge.

Liang Xin widened his eyes, staring blankly as the figure descended gracefully, toes touching the ground lightly, stirring up only a wisp of breeze and dust.

In the billowing white robe, the woman revealed a half-charming and seductive face, stepping out like a world-famous enchantress, adding a touch of beauty and fragrance to the desolate courtyard.

Yang Shifei furrowed his brows slightly. This woman was indeed beautiful, but her movement technique was even more astonishing.

“May I know who this young lady is…”

“I saw everything just now.”

The enchanting woman smiled lightly, her lips curving up. “Young master, your skills are impressive. May I know which sect you belong to and what your name is?”

As she spoke, her peach blossom eyes blinked twice, appearing somewhat curious.

Yang Shifei felt puzzled but maintained his composure. “Is the young lady asking me?”

“Of course. Who else? That little brat you just beat up?”

Liang Xin: “..”

He wanted to burst out in anger, but as soon as he met her gaze, he shrank his shoulders as if frightened.

It seemed like he had some impression of this woman, but he couldn’t quite recall it for a moment.

Yang Shifei bowed, “I’m Yang Shifei, a disciple of the Fallen Moon Pavilion. May I know the lady’s identity?”

“Call me Qiu Buhuan.”

The enchanting woman lightly touched her lower lip, “As far as I know, there shouldn’t be a major sect named Fallen Moon Pavilion in the Liang Empire.”

Liang Xin’s face changed slightly, apparently recognizing the woman’s identity.

“There are only two people in the Fallen Moon Pavilion,” Yang Shifei said calmly, “and I am the only disciple.”

Qiu Buhuan raised her eyebrows, “That’s interesting.”

Then, with her hands behind her back, she approached gracefully, her alluring steps coming closer, and her beautiful red lips curled up slightly, “I wonder if the gentleman is interested in joining my sect. Perhaps I could teach you some world-shocking martial arts.”

“Thank you for your kindness.”

Yang Shifei thought it was strange, clasping his fists, “But I have no intention of joining another sect, miss, there’s no need—”

Before he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind suddenly swept towards him!

Yang Shifei’s eyes narrowed slightly as he swiftly leaned to the side, avoiding a sword finger attack, and then grasped the opponent’s slender wrist.

“What’s the meaning of this?”

Facing the cold and hostile gaze, Qiu Buhuan just smiled, “Seeing a promising talent like you in the East City, I naturally want to recruit you to my side.”

“Hey you…. don’t go too far!”

Liang Xin reacted a bit slowly, breaking out in cold sweat, but his face still hardened, “Young Master Yang isn’t interested in joining your sect. Be careful, or I’ll call the guards!”

But Qiu Buhuan just smiled and looked at him, “I’m not afraid of the guards by your side.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of immense force erupted from her voluptuous body!

Yang Shifei was slightly surprised, hastily pressing on Liang Xin’s shoulder, and they both retreated several meters.

“Stay away first, this woman is not simple.”

“You, you keep her busy, I’ll go find the guards!”

Liang Xin looked uneasy, quickly turning around and running away.

Yang Shifei watched the woman descending the stairs, his expression serious, “Is this how you recruit disciples, by using such methods?”

“Just because I took a liking to you.”

Qiu Buhuan adjusted her tasseled long sleeves casually, “I’ve never seen a young man with such a physique before.”

She casually flicked her hair with her fingertips adorned with patterns, teasingly smiling, “Don’t worry, I’m just testing the waters. I want to see how capable you are.”

“…”

Yang Shifei seemed to be thinking something, his fists slightly raised.

Having witnessed Miss Luo’s swordsmanship, he now had even more motivation for martial arts practice. Although he didn’t know the origins or intentions of this woman, having a match with a master wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

Qiu Buhuan narrowed her beautiful eyes, “Little brother, you should be careful~”

Before her words fell, her graceful figure swiftly maneuvered closer!

Yang Shifei’s pupils contracted slightly, raising his palm abruptly, a muffled sound rang out, and he was instantly pushed back several meters by the force of her palm.

“This strength…”

“Not bad, kid, you’re really strong.”

But Qiu Buhuan also clicked her tongue in amazement, lightly clenching her jade hands, “To actually make my palm slightly numb.”

Yang Shifei calmed his mind and said, “Miss, you’re formidable.”

“Hearing someone call me ‘miss’ is quite novel.” Qiu Buhuan chuckled lightly, raising one hand in front of her, “Shall I show a few more moves?”

“Sure.” Yang Shifei focused, cold energy circulating around him, his momentum shifting once again.

The next moment, the two clashed again!

…

“Hurry, go and save them!”

Following Liang Xin’s urgent shout, a figure instantly leaped over, rushing into the backyard in the direction pointed.

The gray-haired old man paused his steps abruptly, quickly seeing the two figures in the center of the scene.

He was about to intervene, but his expression froze.

“This is—”

Bang!

The arms of the two figures collided, unexpectedly deadlocked for a moment.

Yang Shifei’s face was tense, his stance extremely stable. Meanwhile, Qiu Buhuan remained motionless, a smile of interest curling her lips, her peach blossom eyes radiating admiration.

After several dozen exchanges, neither side had gained the upper hand.

But Yang Shifei could tell that this woman hadn’t exerted her full strength at all, not even utilizing her internal energy, relying solely on physical prowess like himself.

“—Someone else has arrived, let’s stop here for now.”

Qiu Buhuan was the first to withdraw, casting a sidelong glance.

“Saint Envoy of Thousand Blade Forge, I didn’t expect to see you here.” The gray-haired old man walked over with a wry smile, bowing slightly, “Apologies for not welcoming you properly.”

Yang Shifei’s eyes flickered slightly, Saint Envoy of Thousand Blade Forge?

The Sacred Martial Stone would be transported to a place called ‘Thousand Blade Forge’ for forging, could this woman in front of him be…

“I just arrived today, staying for a few days.” Qiu Buhuan responded lightly, retracting her gaze to look at Yang Shifei, smiling meaningfully, “It seems you know about the Thousand Blade Forge?”

“I’ve heard of it before.” Yang Shifei remained composed, “I’ve long admired the name of the Saint Envoy.”

It seemed that coming to the Mengshang Pavilion today was the right decision.

“Hehe, actions speak louder than words.” Qiu Buhuan suddenly stepped closer, revealing a mysterious smile, “How about, Brother Yang, come sit with me in my room?”