[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 137

Chapter 137: A State of Panic

Before Mu Ruo could answer, Old Madam Yan shouted to stop the two from arguing further. She tapped her cane. She didn’t exert force, and it only made a very light muffled sound when hitting the high ground. Unexpectedly, after the cane left the ground, it left a very deep small hole at the point of impact!

Xue Mu glared at Mu Ruo, glimpsing that round hole from the corner of her eye. Her heart trembled, admiring Old Madam Yan’s skill. Then she thought again: Yuan’er’s finger technique is also extremely powerful. Pressing the ground might not be as powerful as this cane, but it’s enough for others to suffer!

“It seems today’s martial arts competition cannot end after all.” Old Madam Yan said, sweeping a glance at everyone present. “Today is the second day of the Discourse on the Dao Conference. The matters of your Yu Clan of Jin Mountain cannot be resolved in a short while. Step down temporarily and let the martial arts competition continue—”

Mu Ruo bowed to Old Madam Yan and said, “Although this junior is not Saintess Xue Yue herself, this battle also occupies a quota of the Snow Saint Mountain Villa. If this junior wins the martial arts competition, the obtained martial art will also be gifted to the Snow Saint Mountain Villa.”

Old Madam Yan nodded, her voice gentle. “Very good. If you win, how to dispose of that martial art is your business. So, who else wants to challenge Maiden Yu Gongruo?”

After the thunderous bombardment just now, the crowd had no intention of challenging. They only wanted to know more about the Yu Clan of Jin Mountain. Moreover, they knew the former prestige of the Yu Clan of Jin Mountain. If this Maiden Yu Gongruo on the field insisted on getting the martial art, her strength must be crushing all juniors.

Actually, at this time, if a reclusive expert suddenly rushed out and defeated Maiden Yu Gongruo, the Grandmaster experts of the Snow Saint Mountain Villa would also go on stage to duel with them. Then it would directly enter the duel between experts. Whoever won, the martial art would belong to their sect. But if no Jianghu chivalrous warrior challenged Maiden Yu Gongruo, then this martial art would be given to her directly.

“What Old Madam Yan said is very true. The grudges of the Yu Clan of Jin Mountain are a matter between Sister Ruo and me.” Dugu Yuan’an said, “At the Discourse on the Dao Conference, naturally the martial arts competition should be the priority.”

Xue Mu secretly circulated internal force. Dugu Yuan’an patted her waist gently, and her voice instantly became clear and loud: “Therefore, this humble one will have a martial arts competition with Maiden Yu Gongruo. I ask Old Madam Yan, all Sect Leaders, and fellow Daoists to witness.”

The situation on the field suddenly changed. Xue Mu turned back in the silence, meeting Dugu Yuan’an’s calm eyes, and whispered, “You can’t beat her.”

Dugu Yuan’an smiled slightly, rubbing the acupoint on her waist hard with her fingertips. Xue Mu instantly felt refreshed, hearing her say gently and confidently, “Wait for good news from your wife.”

With that, she released Xue Mu, signaling her to leave the high ground.

Xue Mu pursed her lips. Seeing Old Madam Yan turn back to exchange glances with the Sect Leaders and elders, finally they all nodded, indicating permission, then leaped back outside the martial arts competition stage.

Old Madam Yan said to Mu Ruo and Dugu Yuan’an, “It seems that the battlefield of this Discourse on the Dao Conference still belongs to your Yu Clan of Jin Mountain—Alright, this old body will be happy to give the ‘Origin Returning Wonderful Method’ to either of you.” With that, she walked out of the martial arts competition stage with her cane, leaving the two looking at each other on the stage.

Xue Mu grabbed the corner of Dugu Yuan’an’s clothes and whispered, “Yuan’er—”

Dugu Yuan’an held her warm hand, as if that warmth could be transmitted directly from the palm to the heart, and smiled gently. “Go down and watch me win against her, okay?”

Xue Mu was extremely anxious. Seeing Dugu Yuan’an’s eyes full of confidence, even though she wished she could pick up Dugu Yuan’an and take her away from here right now, she knew Dugu Yuan’an wouldn’t be willing to go with her. She couldn’t help feeling a bit frustrated, her tone carrying a warning.

“If you hurt yourself, see if I will forgive you!”

Dugu Yuan’an laughed involuntarily and said, “If Madam doesn’t forgive me, I’m afraid there will be no happiness for me in the future.”

Xue Mu glanced at Mu Ruo, seeing Mu Ruo staring at their conversation with a faint smile. That gaze was truly not very friendly, and resentment instantly arose in her heart—

I wholeheartedly treated you as a biological sister. Knowing my master killed your clansmen in front of you, I also felt sad for you. I just felt my master wouldn’t be the kind of villain who insisted on exterminating the clan, and also worried you were deceived by some traitor in the clan. But you actually wanted to ruin the reputation of Yuan’er and me directly, and almost wanted to kill me. Maybe you didn’t want to kill me, just wanted to force Yuan’er to take action to protect me, showing her martial arts in front of the public.

Sigh! Actually, how can I blame you? Yuan’er and I tied the knot. With me, Yuan’er at least has sustenance. But you bear a blood feud, hiding your identity for many years, not living in the Dugu Manor, even meeting Madam Dugu secretly. If you had a beloved to accompany you and comfort your heart, you might not be like this now.

Thinking of this, the resentment in her heart dissipated, turning into sadness.

Seeming to see her thoughts from her face, the little smile on Mu Ruo’s face disappeared. She said faintly, “Please leave the martial arts competition stage, Young Hero Xue and Madam Yu, lest swords have no eyes and hurt you.”

Xue Mu lowered her eyes, suddenly walked forward, and said to her, “What I said is not false at all. I hope you don’t resent me.”

Mu Ruo’s eyes moved slightly, staring at Xue Mu’s handsome face and the spot of redness at the corner of her lips—was she so angry with me she almost vomited blood?

“Although Young Hero Xue has become Madam Yu, you are still Xue Duanhun’s disciple after all.” She said calmly, “I have a suggestion. If Young Hero Xue doesn’t want to be involved in the hatred of Jin Mountain, sever the master-disciple relationship with a villain like Xue Duanhun. Even though she taught you kung fu, she once almost caused your death.”

Hearing the sentence “sever the master-disciple relationship,” Xue Mu wanted to blurt out “I will never do this.” Whether her master was a hero or a villain, she had to admit that Xue Duanhun had been her master. It was just that her reason remained. How could she say this sentence under the gaze of everyone? Did she still want Yuan’er’s reputation?

“If my master only took revenge and didn’t exterminate the clan, I won’t listen to your suggestion.” Xue Mu said awe-inspiringly, “If the truth finally comes out, the main culprit of the extermination is someone else, and my master only avenged her own grudge without harming your Yu Clan members, then she will be my master for life!”

“Good!” Mu Ruo said, “Since Young Hero Xue said so, then please leave the martial arts competition stage first. After I have a good competition with your wife, we will talk about the family feud!”

Both of their faces turned cold. Xue Mu turned around and looked at Dugu Yuan’an. The latter still looked at her with gentle and affectionate eyes, her expression slightly softened. She thought: Since Yuan’er said she can win, then I’ll believe her. After she wins, I’ll ask her for advice, learn her kung fu, and ponder it carefully myself.

After Xue Mu jumped off the high ground, only Dugu Yuan’an and Mu Ruo were left on the martial arts competition stage. One stood due north, and one stood in the middle. Then, Mu Ruo retreated towards the due south direction, extended a hand forward, and said, “Little Sister, please.”