Chapter 8: Baima Town

This lecherous man actually assaulted and then killed his senior sister! He truly deserves to die! Coincidentally, the place where this lecherous man is staying is right in front of Lei Yu, with his back turned to him. Perhaps this is because he has never regarded Lei Yu and these ordinary people as worthy of his attention.

It seems that this magical fruit is beyond the reach of my younger brother, Leijie!" Lei Yu sighed, placing the already rotten and spoiled fruit back into his pocket. Although the fruit had turned into this state, Lei Yu felt no regret for not finishing it all and leaving half for his brother. After all, he was his most beloved younger brother. Not to mention just half a fruit; as long as he could take it out, he would not hesitate to give all of it to his little brother without a second thought.

That lecherous man, although he appeared to be in a desperate situation, seemingly being chased by the two young women, was clearly superior in skill to any discerning observer. He was merely toying with these two girls.

"Pervert! My senior sister was first violated and then killed by you. Today, we will definitely not let you go!" The sword lights of the two young women became even more fierce, intertwining like the spring water, striking down towards the lecherous man.

What is so unusual about the Xuan Du Sect recruiting disciples! I have heard that in a few days it will be the sixtieth birthday of Old Master Liu, the Golden Blade of Chen Yang Mansion, and that is truly a significant event!

Although referred to as a building, it is merely an ordinary hall, selling neither alcohol nor meat, but only tea. Although the tea here is neither famous nor particularly good, it still attracts a considerable number of visitors every day. After all, this establishment is the only tea house in Baima Town. The patrons who come here for tea may not be savoring the tea itself, but rather experiencing the atmosphere within this tea house.

"Pervert! Look at my sword!" With a crisp shout, a seemingly lewd man shot out from the teahouse, closely followed by two young girls. Although these girls were not very old, they were rare beauties, especially striking because they appeared to be carved from the same mold, almost identical, making them unforgettable at first sight

He tried to gently bite into the fruit in his mouth, but Lei Yu only felt an exceptionally bitter taste, even carrying a hint of rot. There was no trace of the way the small half of the fruit he had eaten before melted in his mouth, nor was there any warmth spreading throughout his body. In fact, Lei Yu felt a wave of nausea rising within him

The Linglong Shuangjiao of the Xuandu Sect! They are indeed figures of great renown in the world of martial arts, and I never expected to see them here! To avoid the errant sword lights, Lei Yu also huddled in a corner of this teahouse. However, not far from Lei Yu, a man wearing a melon-shaped cap appeared to be quite knowledgeable, seemingly recognizing the origins of the two young women. While he muttered to himself, his eyes frequently scanned the curvaceous figures of the two girls.

"Ten years? How is my younger brother doing now?" Lei Yu stared blankly at the icy world outside, where snow continued to fall heavily, murmuring softly to himself.

"What happened to this fruit!" Remembering the half fruit he had specifically saved for his younger brother, Lei Yu hurriedly rummaged through his pocket and pulled out that half fruit. However, at this moment, that half fruit no longer had the slightest glimmering appearance as depicted in the illustrations; it looked completely shriveled, devoid of any moisture.

Regardless of whether it is ten years or a hundred years, and regardless of whether my younger brother is alive or dead, one must return home at least once. After inquiring with the old man about the way down the mountain, Lei Yu slowly stood up, clasped his fist in salute to the old man, and then strode down the mountain.

I heard that the Qingfeng Mountain Xuandu Sect has opened its doors to recruit disciples again

Who exactly is this lewd man? Lei Yu is not clear, but the one thing he can be certain of is that this person deserves to die! Seizing the opportunity, Lei Yu suddenly reached out with both hands and unexpectedly grabbed the lewd man's legs.

Baimazhen, Louwa Lou

"Is this what martial artists are like? Is this martial arts?" Lei Yu similarly gazed intently at the two young girls and the lecherous man, but unlike the young man wearing a melon-shaped hat, Lei Yu's focus was on their martial arts techniques, while the man was solely interested in the girls' bodies

Who doesn't know this? The Xuandu Sect is notoriously strict in accepting disciples. In recent years, they have recruited disciples almost every year, yet each time only two or three are selected.

Thunderstorm could be described as a young man who has never seen much of the world, akin to a boy lost in a mountain of books. Although he had occasionally visited Qingyun Town in the past, each trip was brief and hurried, always accompanied by his father. He had never heard anyone discuss the martial arts world or the rivers and lakes. However, upon hearing the people in the teahouse talk about these matters of the martial arts world, his interest was inevitably piqued.

Wearing a tattered cotton jacket, Lei Yu strode in despite the rain. Although the old man mentioned that Baima Town was not far from the mountain, Lei Yu had been running for two to three hours before reaching Baima Town. Perhaps due to the effect of the magical fruit, Lei Yu's body did not feel particularly fatigued. The reason for coming outside the building was primarily due to the weariness in Lei Yu's heart.

Being pursued by evil servants, with the fate of one's father and younger brother unknown, and having experienced a fleeting dream in the South, one is unaware that ten years have passed. This is something that anyone would find difficult to accept in a moment! Lei Yu is just an ordinary person, and he is no exception. In fact, Lei Yu is somewhat unable to distinguish between what is reality and what is a dream.

Haha! Two little girls, if you are unwilling to let me go, I will certainly not let you off! If you want to kill me, come on!" The lewd man chuckled, and his entire demeanor suddenly became as sinister as a venomous snake. With a slight movement, he instantly slipped out of the range of the two girls' sword light.

At this moment, more than a dozen tables and dozens of chairs in this building are already mostly occupied. Regardless of whether they are acquaintances or strangers, locals or outsiders, as long as they sit at the same table, they are friends. Although they may only be friends for this brief moment, they are still engaged in lively conversation.

Glancing around the hall, Lei Yu walked straight towards an empty spot in the right corner of the hall

When bulls fight, it is the people who suffer. If they had chosen to battle outside this teahouse, perhaps the guests within the building would have had the leisure to enjoy the spectacle. However, they deliberately chose to engage in combat inside the teahouse. In an instant, the interior was filled with the glint of blades and the chill of the wind. The so-called lecher was unharmed, yet several guests inside were injured by the swords wielded by the two young women, trembling in fear as they huddled in the corners.

If I had martial arts skills, my father would not have been threatened by those wicked servants, and my younger brother would not be missing! Remembering his father and younger brother, Lei Yu felt a sharp pain in his heart, his fists clenched tightly, making a creaking sound.