Chapter 138

"Brother-in-law, where is my horse?"

Azi circled the carriage and couldn't find her horse.

"Forgot, didn't bring it!" Lin Fan said righteously.

"Ah? Then what do I do? I don't want to sit in the carriage; I want to ride a horse!" Azi said with a mournful face.

"Alright Azi, don't make things difficult for Young Master. Isn't there a town ahead? We can just buy another one!" Sister Azhu spoke up to comfort Azi.

"No need, I'll lend my horse to Azi to ride for now, as long as you can get it to be willing to carry you!" Lin Fan smiled mysteriously.

"Brother-in-law is being all mysterious. What kind of horse wouldn't be willing to let people ride it?" Azi said curiously.

"Neigh..."

With a wave of Lin Fan's hand, a precious horse appeared, snow-white all over without a single strand of mixed color—it was none other than the Night-Illuminating Jade Lion.

The Night-Illuminating Jade Lion recognized Lin Fan as its master, took the initiative to come forward, rubbed against Lin Fan, and neighed twice to show closeness.

"What a beautiful horse! Brother-in-law, why didn't you bring it out earlier if you had such a precious horse?"

Azi circled the Night-Illuminating Jade Lion a few times and liked it very much.

"It's called the Night-Illuminating Jade Lion; it's not something just anyone can ride. Do you want to try if it's willing to carry you?" Lin Fan smiled playfully.

"Try it, I will!"

Azi flew up directly and sat on the Night-Illuminating Jade Lion.

"Neigh!"

The Night-Illuminating Jade Lion suddenly stood upright and threw Azi off. Fortunately, she knew lightness skills; otherwise, she would have definitely fallen and bruised her bottom.

"I don't believe it!"

Next, Azi began to constantly pit her wits and courage against the Night-Illuminating Jade Lion. But even though she used her lightness skills to sit firmly and the Night-Illuminating Jade Lion couldn't throw her off, the Night-Illuminating Jade Lion started to stand perfectly still, clearly not intending to take her anywhere.

"Alright Azi, Young Master's precious horse clearly has a temper. Even if you can't conquer it, let's just hurry into the town!" Sister Azhu interrupted Azi's continued attempts.

"You'd better just honestly sit in the carriage!"

Lin Fan waved his hand and sent the Night-Illuminating Jade Lion back to the portable space. Everyone got into the carriage, and Lv He drove the carriage, taking everyone toward the small town.

"Young Master, we've arrived at the restaurant!"

After Lv He drove the carriage to the entrance of the restaurant in town, she spoke toward the carriage compartment.

"Let's go. We'll rest here tonight, and tomorrow we'll go up to Leigu Mountain to solve the Soul-Stirring Chess Game!"

As he spoke, Lin Fan walked into the restaurant first, and Huang Rong and the other women followed one after another.

"Mother!"

Wang Yuyan, who was following behind Lin Fan, suddenly discovered Li Qingluo.

"Yuyan!" Li Qingluo also couldn't help but call out.

Subsequently, Wang Yuyan threw herself into Li Qingluo's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.

"Cousin, long time no see. Why don't you even greet me when you see me?"

Murong Fu, dressed as a young master at a table nearby, suddenly spoke up.

"Cousin!"

Wang Yuyan glanced at Murong Fu, then called out "Cousin" indifferently and said nothing more.

Murong Fu felt very strange seeing that Wang Yuyan didn't have the excitement and joy she usually had when seeing him.

"Cousin Miss hasn't seen Young Master for a while, and it seems they've become distant!"

Murong Fu was followed by the four great generals of the Murong family, and the one speaking was Feng Bo'e.

"Not so, not so! At this time, Cousin Miss should also give Young Master a hug!" The one who kept saying "Not so, not so" was naturally the foul-mouthed Bao Butong.

"Hmph!"

Lin Fan snorted coldly and flicked a chopstick from the table nearby.

The chopstick shot straight toward Bao Butong's throat like a flying sword.

"Third Brother Bao, be careful!"

Deng Baichuan, who was nearby, had deep internal energy and was the first to discover the flying chopstick, hurriedly warning Bao Butong.

Gongye Qian had powerful palm strength and was known as the "Second of Jiangnan." He directly struck the chopstick from the side with a palm. However, the chopstick only changed its angle slightly but still flew toward Bao Butong at high speed.

"There's a fight and you didn't call me, 'Jiangnan's Gust of Wind' Feng Bo'e!"

Feng Bo'e yelled strangely and then raised his saber to slash at the chopstick. The chopstick was split into two, but one half still shot toward Bao Butong and, in his horrified gaze, pierced through his cheek, giving him a through-and-through wound.

Lin Fan's chopstick was originally aimed at Bao Butong's throat, but after Deng Baichuan's warning, Gongye Qian's strike, Feng Bo'e's vertical slash, and Bao Butong's dodging, it only pierced through Bao Butong's cheek.

Bao Butong covered his face, sweating profusely. Now he couldn't say "Not so, not so" anymore.

"You should know that disaster comes from the mouth. Don't go around spouting filth every day. Is Yuyan someone you can randomly gossip about?"

Lin Fan's strike didn't hit the mark, and he was too lazy to take action again, only reprimanding Bao Butong with a cold face.

"Who are you? Third Brother Bao was just teasing Yuyan, yet you took such a lethal strike. That's going a bit too far in not taking my South Murong seriously!"

Murong Fu's expression was ugly. Lin Fan was simply slapping his face in public!

"South Murong? Unworthy of the name, just a hollow reputation. You're over thirty and haven't even broken through to Grandmaster. What face do you have to be ranked alongside Brother Qiao?"

Lin Fan sized up Murong Fu. This old boy was like Wang Yuyan, trying to learn from a hundred schools of thought and knowing a little bit of everything, but he didn't have Wang Yuyan's comprehension. His martial arts moves only had the form but not the spirit; he was broad but not refined, simply a waste of time and energy.

"Audacious! Who exactly are you to dare to insult my Young Master like this?" Deng Baichuan said angrily.

"He is the Heavenly Secret Young Master, Lin Fan!" Feng Bo'e hurriedly introduced him to his brothers and Murong Fu.

"So it's you! You were the one who exposed my father's plan, causing him to be trapped in the Shaolin Temple. Die!"

After Murong Fu finished speaking, he drew the precious sword at his waist and charged up, unleashing the Autumn Wind and Fine Rain Sword Technique at Lin Fan, but it was easily parried by Lin Fan taking out the jade flute at his waist.

Murong Fu used the Five Tigers Breaking Door Saber technique with a sword instead of a saber. Lin Fan was very familiar with this saber technique. He smiled, then used the One Yang Finger to strike the tip of the sword.

Lin Fan was not Duan Zhengchun. Through his hard work during this period and his deep internal energy, his One Yang Finger had already advanced to the Third Grade.

The precious sword in Murong Fu's hand was struck by Lin Fan's Third Grade One Yang Finger and almost slipped from his grasp.

He hurriedly circulated his energy to grip the sword hilt tightly and unleashed his family's unique skill, the Dragon City Sword Technique.