Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1033 - 537: Evil Skill Returns! Great Love Martial Venerate! (Part 2)
Opening the first page of the secret manual, there were two lines written on it.
"To practice this Divine Skill, you must destroy your loved one.
—— Great Love Martial Venerate"
This was a manual he accidentally obtained from a corpse a few days ago.
When the corpse died, it was staring at its feet. He had a sudden inspiration and pulled open the other's boots, unexpectedly finding this "Great Love Kidney Skill" inside.
But the first page of this manual had scared him.
After all, he loved his wife deeply, she was the person he loved most in this world. He would even be willing to kill his own parents to marry her.
Moreover, even though this cultivation technique was called "Great Love Kidney Skill" and seemed to be about training the waist, both the name "Great Love Martial Venerate" and the sentence "To practice this Divine Skill, you must destroy your loved one." were full of evil implications.
Whether the manual is genuine or not, it truly seems like a lunatic cultivation technique spread by an evil demon.
He had heard about Old Demon Duan, after all, he was the old demon who annihilated the Huangshan Sword Sect. He often spread some cultivation techniques that turn men into women, make women fall in love with boars, and even make fairies fall into the mortal world while young masters turn into ducks.
Of course, his good brother Green Blade Demon was also not easy to deal with. They say his hips sway on the road, comparable to Lin Yuxin in men's eyes, otherwise, he makes people sell their wives, and if they don't, they commit suicide.
This might well be a harmful cultivation technique by Old Demon Duan and Green Blade Demon.
This Great Love Martial Venerate is clearly fake.
Yet at this moment, under the heavy blow he suffered, Ajiang still picked up this secret manual, as if possessed.
"To practice this Divine Skill, you must destroy your loved one."
"To practice this Divine Skill, you must destroy your loved one."
....
His eyes were fixed on the manual, repeatedly chanting this phrase, his eyes turning red.
Finally, Ajiang turned open the first page...
Late at night, a room that was originally quiet suddenly emitted a sound similar to a frog's croak.
But in this season, how could there be frogs?
And there stood Ajiang, in a horse-riding stance, his face full of frantic joy.
Because it wasn't a frog croak, but the sound coming from his kidney.
He never thought that his talent was so terrifyingly high that he could instantly perform the "Kidney Croak" mentioned in the manual.
This is a live demonstration of Qigong.
All these years, although he had practiced the Martial Arts of the Great River Sect decently, he still couldn't make a name for himself in the Martial World, so he could only constantly endure humiliation and swallow his pride.
But today, this Divine Skill secret manual proved that his talent lay in Qigong!
His Qigong talent was astounding!
"Strong! Strong!"
Ajiang continued to practice like a madman, almost forgetting the passage of time.
....
Seven days later, in the dense forest, there was a loud bang, akin to a firecracker explosion.
The tree was shaking left and right, emitting smoke.
Ajiang's pants had split at the back, revealing white skin.
After so much grueling practice, he truly managed to unleash Kidney Qi, achieving the "Great Love Destruction"!
But this power was still not strong, at most causing a strong gust of wind or initial fright.
Eventually, the Great River Sect Leader Ajiang still turned to the next page.
The back was filled densely with only one sentence – "To practice this Divine Skill, you must destroy your loved one.".
Thinking of his beloved wife, he gritted his teeth and closed the manual.
At night, Ajiang tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, so he got up and reopened that secret manual.
Suddenly, he saw through the gaps in the words, noticing that inside was filled with the characters "Great Love".
"Without destroying little love, how can one achieve great love?"
He mumbled this phrase to himself, even startling himself.
It was as if a mysterious power was urging him, instigating this realization.
"Without destroying little love, how can one achieve great love?"
"Without destroying little love, how can one achieve great love?"
"Without destroying little love, how can one achieve great love!"
...
At dusk, outside the small building, there was a chilling silence, even the last leaf at the treetop, like the reluctant hair on a middle-aged man's head, fell away, leaving it bare.
But inside the small building, it was a scene as warm as spring.
No, even fiery.
"Oh, Senior Brother, stop playing."
"If I don't play, how can you be happy?"
"Annoying, you insisted."
"If I insist, you'll give in?"
"What else can I do if not?"
"Your husband didn't say anything, did he?"
"What can he say, he has only himself to blame for being incompetent. If not for me giving you, how would this Great River Sect function?"
"Junior Sister, you're so understanding, ever since we fell in love, has he lacked anything?"
"That's right, let's ignore him."
"Hmm, junior sister, I suddenly remembered a joke."
"What joke?"
"It's about an adulterous couple sneaking around, and the woman's husband was hiding under the bed with a knife in hand."
"Senior brother, stop making me laugh. Even if he's there, if he's that useless, it wouldn't change my mind."
"This isn't what I want."
"I want it, and I'll have it!"
...
After a moment of intimacy, Little Huzi senior brother swaggered away, leaving Sect Leader's wife Li Ping'er lying on the bed, a face full of happiness.
A gust of wind blew in, softly rattling the window, bringing a slight chill to the room that had felt as warm as spring.
At this moment, Li Ping'er suddenly recalled the joke her senior brother told.
"That useless person hiding under the bed with a knife?"
Li Ping'er muttered to herself.
But suddenly, she felt uneasy, as if at any moment a cold knife would pierce through the bed and stab into her body.
Li Ping'er couldn't help but shiver, wrapping her clothes around herself.
Because of her insistence, she hadn't brought any attendants along, leaving the small building cold and quiet.
Li Ping'er got out of bed.
Standing at the bedside, she gazed at the dark area under the bed, feeling apprehensive.
Indeed, the candlelight in the room was bright, but it made the space beneath the bed seem even darker.
In the end, Li Ping'er couldn't resist.
She picked up her hairpin.
Having traveled the Martial World, she was once a formidable female hero, and this hairpin had claimed many lives.
Li Ping'er took the candle and approached step by step.
Then, she held her breath, carefully lowering her body.
One inch, two inches, three inches...
First her forehead, then her eyebrows, just a little more, just a little more and she could see the scene beneath the bed!
The candle's light spread under the bed.
In the next moment, everything under the bed came into Li Ping'er's view.
Under the bed, aside from a fallen comb, it was completely empty.
No one was hiding there with a knife.
Li Ping'er let out a long breath, saying, "I'm scaring myself."
She looked up, putting down the lamp, realizing her forehead was covered in sweat.
Just then, her body suddenly shivered, covered in goosebumps.
Behind the sheer mosquito net, a pair of reddened eyes coldly stared at her.
This pair of eyes, unknown to whom they belonged.
"Are you... Ajiang?" Li Ping'er asked with a look of fear.
The owner of those eyes behind the net did not answer her, adding to her terror.
Li Ping'er held onto the hairpin, intending to flee, but in an instant, the owner of those eyes had already closed in.
She mustered all her strength and thrust the pin out.
But whether it was because the Sect Leader's wife's leisurely days had dulled her skills or sheer fear made her falter, she realized her attack was slow.
In truth, it wasn't her who was slow, but the intruder who was fast.
With a crunching sound, the pin meant to strike the intruder was the very next moment driven into her own body.
Li Ping'er then saw clearly the face of her intruder.
It was her husband Ajiang, only now his hair was disheveled, his eyes bloodshot, utterly different from what he was before.
"No, Ajiang, I know I was wrong." Li Ping'er begged.
She knew that if she just showed weakness, this man would completely relent, willing to harm himself with little hesitation.
But this time, it was different.
The cold pin pierced her neck, followed by her husband's voice saying—"I see you don't realize you've done wrong, only that you're about to die."
"Without renouncing small love, how can one achieve great love?"
"Without renouncing small love, how can one achieve great love?"
"Without renouncing small love, how can one achieve great love?"
Immediately, the pin kept stabbing into her body.
Every stab was accompanied by those same words, as if chanting a curse.
Tears and urine flowed down together; Li Ping'er didn't expect she would die like this.
This man was indeed too petty!
Then, there was a bang, an intense force penetrated her head through her ears, she felt as if her head along with her hair was about to explode.
Before Li Ping'er completely lost consciousness, her ears were still filled with the words "Without renouncing small love, how can one achieve great love?" and the sound of banging, and in her daze, she felt that the speaker was no longer Ajiang.
If not him, who would it be?
