Chapter 80

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

"Don't be too happy yet. The saying goes: 'The Dragon-Slaying Saber reigns supreme over the martial arts world; none dare disobey its command. 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 for you later, so you had best look after yourselves."

"Lin Shaoxia, the Dragon-Slaying Saber has long since fallen into the sea with Xie Xun and its whereabouts are unknown..."

"Forget it. If you don't want to say it, then don't, but I just saved you, and yet you try to lie to me? Not only do I know that Xie Xun and the Dragon-Slaying Saber are on Ice Fire Island, I even 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 really think you could hide it from me?"

Lin Fan interrupted Zhang Zhang Cuishan with disdain. Did he really think he could fool him when he couldn't even fool that mob from earlier?

"Rong'er, Lv He, pack the roast meat. We're hitting the road; we can eat as we go!"

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

"Wait, Lin Shaoxia, could you please 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, so you had best look after yourselves!"

Lin Fan shook his head, boarded the carriage, and Lv He drove them away.

Lin Fan muttered to himself in annoyance. As if he were some kind of simp to escort them all the way to Mount Wudang—unless he had lost his mind.

Yin Yin Susu might have had some charm, but were any of the women by his side inferior to her?

Then, Lv He drove the carriage toward Mount Leigu.

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

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

"Why do I feel like something is wrong? How could these two men so easily lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas? Xiao Yuanshan carries a blood feud, and South Murong Bo shoulders the burden 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 it be that they were really converted by that old monk?" A Zi said bluntly.

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

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

Unable to figure it out, Lin Fan stopped thinking about it. Once his Dragon God Art reached completion and he could transform into a dragon, he would shatter any schemes or ghosts 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 start serving dishes.

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

He was pondering where they should travel after taking Wang Wang Yuyan to receive Wu Yazi's inheritance.

Suddenly, Lin Fan's eyes lit up. He saw a beautiful Daoist nun walking over at the end of the street, accompanied by a young Daoist nun and a woman in white with a limp.

All three women were rare beauties. With such looks and such a strange combination, it could only be Li Li Mo Chou, Hong Hong Lingbo, and Lu Lu Wushuang.

"Hmm?"

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

What a dashing young gentleman. It was a pity her heart had long since died, otherwise, she might have felt a stir.

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

Both girls were at the age of budding romance, having just stepped into the world. They had never seen such a dashing young master before, and they instantly blushed, lowering their heads in shyness, not daring to look again.

"I warn you both: the more handsome a man is, the better he is at lying. Don't let a single smile capture your hearts and turn you into moths flying into a flame, only to end up with nothing!"

Li Li Mo Chou 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, innocent and naive, meeting the handsome Lu Zhanyuan. She had easily had her heart captured, even going so far as to betray her sect for him, only for Lu Zhanyuan to turn around and marry He Wanjun.

She couldn't return to the Ancient Tomb, and her beloved had changed his heart. This series of blows turned an innocent young girl into someone who hated because of love, eventually becoming the notorious Red-Brother Lian Fairy of the martial arts world.

"Lin Shaoxia, what are you looking at?" Wang Wang Yuyan also curiously leaned out to take a look.

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 Mo Chou mistook Wang Yuyan for Xiao Longnu.

Because she hadn't returned to the Ancient Tomb in several years, she naturally didn't know what Xiao Longnu looked like now, but Wang Yuyan bore a seventy-percent resemblance to the Junior Sister in Li Mo Chou's memory, so she mistakenly assumed Wang Yuyan was Xiao Longnu.

"Who are you? My name is Wang Wang Yuyan. I don't belong to any sect, so I cannot be your Junior Sister!"

"Impossible. You clearly bear a seventy-percent resemblance to my Junior Sister from three years ago. Three years have passed, so it's understandable that you've changed a little. 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 Mo Chou said firmly.

"Li Mo Chou, she is indeed not your Junior Sister, Xiao Longnu. Let me introduce her: this is Wang Yuyan, the young lady of Mantuoshanzhuang. This is Lv He, Sister Azhu, Abi, Huang Rong, and A Zi. This is the Red-Lian Fairy of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Li Mo Chou, and behind her must be Hong Lingbo and Lu Wushuang."

Seeing Li Li Mo Chou's misunderstanding, Lin Fan couldn't help but introduce the women to each other.

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

"I am Lin Fan!"

"The Heaven's Secret Young Master, Lin Fan?"

Li Li Mo Chou and her two disciples asked in unison, their reactions synchronized.

"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?