Chapter 51

The mob that hadn't run far saw this scene and wished their parents had given them two more legs. In the blink of an eye, they ran away without a trace.

Instantly killing six second-rate martial artists, Lin Fan’s strength made them liver and gallbladder crack.

“Look at the way they run, they look like a group of dogs!” Huang Rong laughed wantonly at the mob.

“Young Hero Lin, thank you for your help. Zhang Zhang Cuishan and Mount Wudang will keep it in mind!”

Zhang Zhang Cuishan walked forward, cupped his hands, and said politely.

"Don't be too happy yet. 'Martial arts supreme, the Dragon-Slaying Saber, commands the world; who dares not obey? If the Heaven-Reliant Sword does not appear, who can contend with it!' The temptation of the Dragon-Slaying Saber is immense; more experts will come to attack you later. You had best look after yourselves."

"Young Master Lin, the Dragon-Slaying Saber has long since fallen into the sea with Xiao Xie Xun, its whereabouts unknown..."

"Forget it. If you don't want to say it, fine, but I just saved you, and yet you try to deceive me? Not only do I know that Xiao Xie Xun and the Dragon-Slaying Saber are on Ice Fire Island, I also know you swore brotherhood with him, that he is Zhang Zhang Wuji's godfather, and I even know the true secret of the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Did you think you could hide it from me?"

Lin Fan interrupted Zhang Zhang Cuishan with disdain. He couldn't even fool that mob of rabble just now, so why try to fool him?

"Rong'er, Lv He, pack the roasted meat. We are setting off; we can eat on the road!"

After saying this, Lin Fan stopped wasting words with Zhang Zhang Cuishan and called for his women to prepare for departure.

"Wait, Young Master Lin, can you escort us to Mount Mount Wudang? As long as we reach Mount Wudang, we will be safe!" Yin Yin Susu pleaded.

"It is better to rely on oneself than on others. We are not going the same way; you had best look after yourselves!"

Lin Fan shook his head and boarded the carriage, then Bi signaled for the carriage to leave.

Lin Fan muttered to himself in annoyance. *As if I were some lapdog, escorting you all the way to Mount Wudang. Unless I’ve lost my mind.*

Although Yin Yin Susu had some beauty, which of the women by his side was inferior to her?

Then Bi drove the carriage toward the direction of Mount Leigu Mountain.

An hour later, Lin Fan's group arrived at a small town and decided to stay there for the night. They also unexpectedly received news about Huang Qiao Feng.

Just as Lin Fan had expected, the Sweeping Monk had finally intervened, suppressing both Huang Qiao Feng and Xiao Xiao Yuanshan. Huang Qiao Feng had no choice but to leave, while Xiao Xiao Yuanshan and South Murong Bo voluntarily converted to Buddhism.

"Why do I feel something is wrong? How could these two so easily lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas? Xiao Xiao Yuanshan carries a blood feud, and South Murong Bo shoulders the mission of restoring his kingdom. Could they really have seen through the vanity of the world so easily?" Lin Fan muttered to himself.

"What else could it be? Could they have really been converted by an old monk?" Zi asked bluntly.

"I dare not think. If the old monk truly has no worldly desires, that is one thing, but if he has ulterior motives, then his plans must be massive," Lin Fan said thoughtfully.

"Forget it, let's find an inn to stay in. The affairs of Shaolin have nothing to do with us!"

Unable to figure it out, Lin Fan stopped thinking about it. Once his Dragon Divine Art reached completion and he could transform into a dragon, he would shatter any schemes, ghosts, or monsters with a single punch!

Arriving at the largest inn in town, Lin Fan and his group went to the second floor. After sitting down, he ordered the waiter to bring up dishes.

The women chatted leisurely, while Lin Fan sat by the window, lost in thought as he looked at the street below.

He was considering where they should travel after taking Wang Wang Yuyan to receive Wuyazi's inheritance.

Suddenly, Lin Fan's eyes lit up. At the end of the street, he saw a beautiful Daoist nun walking over with a young Daoist nun and a woman in white who had a limp.

All three women were rare beauties. With such looks and such an odd combination, it could only be Li Li Mochou, Hong Hong Lingbo, and Lu Lu Wushuang.

"Hmm?"

Li Li Mochou noticed someone staring at her. She looked up and spotted Lin Fan.

*What a dashing young gentleman. It is a pity my heart has long since died, otherwise, I might have been moved.*

Li Li Mochou suddenly stopped. Hong Hong Lingbo and Lu Lu Wushuang were curious, and when they followed Li Li Mochou's gaze, they discovered Lin Fan, who was watching them with a smile.

Both girls were at the age of first love, just stepping into the world. They had never seen such a dashing young master before, and they instantly blushed, lowering their heads in fear of looking again.

"I warn you both: the more handsome a man is, the better he is at lying. Do not let a single smile capture your hearts and make you willing to be moths to a flame. Be careful, or you will end up with nothing!"

Li Li Mochou noticed her two disciples' hearts fluttering and couldn't help but coldly remind them.

In truth, wasn't she also saying this to herself? Back then, she had been just like them, young and naive, meeting the dashing Lu Lu Zhanyuan. She had easily had her heart captured, even going so far as to betray her sect for him, only for Lu Lu Zhanyuan to turn around and marry He Wanjun.

She could not return to the Ancient Tomb, and the man she loved had changed his heart. This series of blows had turned a naive young girl into someone who hated because of love, transforming her into the infamous Red-Brother Lian Fairy of the martial arts world.

"Young Master Lin, what are you looking at?" Wang Wang Yuyan curiously leaned over to see.

After their conversation earlier, Wang Wang Yuyan felt that Lin Fan was quite easy to get along with, so the distance between them had lessened, and they had become much more familiar.

"Junior Sister, is it you? You actually left the Ancient Tomb?" Li Li Mochou mistook Wang Wang Yuyan for Xiaolongnü.

Because she hadn't returned to the Ancient Tomb in several years, she naturally didn't know what Xiaolongnü looked like now, but Wang Wang Yuyan was seventy percent similar to the Junior Sister in Li Li Mochou's memory, so she mistakenly assumed Wang Wang Yuyan was Xiaolongnü.

"Who are you? My name is Wang Wang Yuyan. I have no sect, so I cannot be your Junior Sister!"

"Impossible. You are clearly seventy percent similar to my Junior Sister from three years ago. It is understandable that you have changed a little after three years. Junior Sister, even if you were caught sneaking out of the Ancient Tomb, you don't have to pretend not to know me!" Li Li Mochou said with certainty.

“Li Li Mochou, she is indeed not your junior sister Xiaolongnü. Let me introduce her. She is the eldest lady of Mantuo Villa, Wang Wang Yuyan. This is Lv He, A-Zhu, Zhu Abi, Huang Rong, A-Zi. This is the Red-Brother Lian Fairy Li Li Mochou of the Ancient Tomb Faction, and the ones behind her should be Hong Hong Lingbo and Lu Lu Wushuang.”

Seeing Li Li Mochou's misunderstanding, Lin Fan couldn't help but introduce the women.

"You know the three of us, you know the Ancient Tomb Sect, and you know my Junior Sister. But after introducing a whole crowd of beauties, you haven't introduced yourself. Who exactly are you?" Li Li Mochou pressed.

"I am Lin Fan!"

"The Heaven-Secret Young Master, Lin Fan?"

Li Li Mochou and her two disciples were unusually synchronized, asking in unison.

"Has my reputation spread that quickly?"

Lin Fan was taken aback. Did these martial arts people have nothing better to do all day than spread other people's nicknames everywhere? How had it reached this far so quickly?