System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests

Chapter 277 - 170: Cloud Rain Order

The four tigers were rather bashful; they spoke hesitantly.

Chu Qing was puzzled.

It was the woman in the nearby cage who noticed Chu Qing’s curiosity and explained things to him.

She said the owner of the manor was a young gentleman.

She didn’t know what kind of person this gentleman was; the enchanting women in the manor referred to him as Prince Mei.

The reason why so many women served him was because he practiced a divine skill called "Marriage Tribulation."

He could absorb inner strength from these women to strengthen himself.

But it wasn’t without conditions; it required these women to cultivate an inner power called "Thread of Connection."

This skill allowed them to absorb inner strength from ordinary men or martial world experts.

Then Prince Mei would obtain these women’s inner power through nightly revelries.

Thus, this was the conduct of Seven Plum Manor.

"It is said that cultivating Thread of Connection requires consent and Prince Mei’s approval.

"No matter how virtuous, once one has practiced this martial arts, they will lose their morals and become depraved.

"We are all good family women, unwilling to fall to such a state.

"They don’t maltreat us, just keep us locked here... until we agree, we can’t leave."

The woman in the cage pleaded with Chu Qing:

"Hero, if you can come here, it shows your prowess.

"Please, help us and rescue us all.

"We truly refuse to become like those people."

Chu Qing stroked his chin, marveling.

Wondering about what kind of person Prince Mei must be to gather so much inner strength within himself?

Isn’t he afraid of overloading and dying from an explosion?

Moreover, "Marriage Tribulation"... "Thread of Connection."

Why do these names sound a bit strange?

If they were a set, it might be understood as connecting destiny across a thousand miles.

But where does "Tribulation" come into play?

"Prince Mei?"

Chu Qing hadn’t forgotten that Nianxin Nian’an had run to this area to investigate upon discovering traces of Prince Mei.

These two disappeared, leading to the capture of the Cross-sword Five Tigers and that black-clad woman.

If "Tribulation" in Marriage Tribulation comes from Prince Mei.

What then is the relationship between Prince Mei and Prince Mei?

Chu Qing pondered for a while, then decided not to think further, preparing to leave with the people.

Gentle, at that moment, tugged on Chu Qing’s sleeve:

"Third brother."

"What’s wrong?"

Chu Qing looked at her.

Gentle pointed deeper into the dungeon:

"Tie Chuming is inside."

Chu Qing thought he misheard for a moment:

"Who?"

"Tie Chuming, the eldest miss of Iron Blood Hall."

Gentle’s voice remained calm.

Chu Qing was also calm, unable to feel surprised...

If Prince Mei were truly one of the Celestial Evil Cult’s Twelve Saint Kings, coming to Iron Blood Hall’s territory and doing nothing wouldn’t fit the identity of one of the Twelve Saint Kings.

Capturing Tie Chuming, isn’t it a natural course?

He immediately got up and said:

"You all wait here; we’ll be right back to take you all out."

The crowd reluctantly agreed, eager to escape quickly.

Chu Qing and Gentle continued deeper into the dungeon.

Not far ahead was a door.

The door was locked, but it couldn’t stop Chu Qing; he grabbed with his five fingers, tearing the chains and the lock apart.

Pushing open the door, a voice came through:

"You little Tribulation Slave, aren’t you going to release me quickly?

"Otherwise, if my father finds out, you’ll beg to live and be unable to die!"

Chu Qing and Gentle exchanged glances.

This voice was indeed Tie Chuming’s... Assuming this person was captured, she would’ve ended up worse, stuck in whatever miserable situation.

Yet the voice was full of vitality.

Still as arrogant.

Looking up at the room, not very large, unlike the ones outside, furnished with a bed, table, and chairs.

On the table, there were tea and snacks; Tie Chuming sat with her back to the door, drinking tea.

Chu Qing coughed:

"Who are you calling a little Tribulation Slave?"

"Hmm?"

Tie Chuming paused her tea-drinking:

"That voice... sounds like that scoundrel?"

She turned around and was momentarily dazed.

Then stood up quickly, her face full of schadenfreude:

"Did they also capture you for absorption?"

Chu Qing’s face turned dark:

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

"Nothing’s wrong?"

Tie Chuming scrutinized him, noticing no signs of captivity.

Her tone was complex.

Both disappointed and pleased:

"Are you here to rescue me then?"

"Of course... not."

Chu Qing shrugged:

"I just heard you were here, came to check, seeing you intact, I’m relieved, farewell!"

After that, he turned to leave with Gentle.

"Wait, wait!!"

Tie Chuming shouted:

"Which eye of yours sees me safe and sound? Despite my trust, not only leaving you documents and private seals, but also my personal token.

"Now seeing me in a demon den, trapped, you choose not to save me!"

Chu Qing turned back:

"Then tell me, how did you end up here?"

"...This matter is a long story."

Tie Chuming said helplessly:

"Since you’re here, you should know Iron Blood Hall’s current predicament, right?

Blazing Hall’s despicable actions, my father and several brothers, including all the Hall Masters from Iron Blood Hall, are all restrained in Ghost God Gorge.