Chapter 7: Encountering the Eastern Heretic

During the practice of Qi cultivation, time passes extremely quickly; often, upon awakening, one feels as though only a short while has passed, yet a considerable amount of time has already elapsed

Witnessing this scene, Huang Yaoshi could no longer afford to be careless. He decided to go see his daughter, in case Xiao Yuesheng's prophecy came true, so that he could offer assistance and avoid any regrets

He was unaware that these words would awaken Sun Ziming's murderous intent. From that moment on, whenever Sun Ziming encountered bandits, he showed no mercy, often leaving no survivors, instilling fear in the hearts of those in the green forest, causing them to tremble at the mention of his name and flee at the slightest hint of his presence

"Hmph, handing it over is also a death sentence. Qin Lao Er, don't waste your efforts. My husband and I would rather commit suicide than hand it over to you." The voice of the proprietress rang out, her tone extremely sharp, yet slightly breathless.

The middle-aged man in white was quite handsome, though there was a slight gloom between his brows. At this moment, he smiled and said, "Old Lu San, you and your wife haven't made much progress in your skills over the years." This person was none other than Qin Lao Er.

Old Qin Er looked at him with a smile and said, "Old Lu San, everyone knows my temper at Qiyun Mountain. It would be best for you to honestly hand over the treasure map, so that you and your wife can have a quick resolution."

The man in the blue robe heard her voice and glanced this way, as if a cold lightning had flashed by, causing Wang Yanping to involuntarily shrink back.

The shopkeeper hurried over, handing a handkerchief and warmly saying, "Please, please come this way." He led the man in the blue robe to a table next to Xiao Yuesheng and the others

The boss's wife served two more plates of meat, signaling Wan Yanping to continue eating

At this moment, Sun Ziming's confidence surged, and his movements became fluid, with no one able to touch the hem of his garment. In the blink of an eye, all six were slain. Even Qin Laoer, under the Nine Yin Divine Skill, had no power to resist and was killed by Sun Ziming with a single strike

Xiao Yuesheng and the other person quickly finished their meal. They cupped their hands in salute to Huang Yaoshi, and Wan Yanping performed a bow before heading upstairs. Just before going upstairs, she cast a subtly meaningful smile at the shopkeeper who was leaning on the counter.

He closed his eyes in concentration, then suddenly opened them and smiled at the two people staring at him, saying: "The innkeeper is in trouble, Ziming, why don't you go lend him a hand"

Xiao Yuesheng and Wan Yanping traveled through the air, and by noon, they gradually approached signs of human habitation. The two then walked along the official road in a composed manner.

Having spoken, he waved his hand, tightened the single knife, and a stream of fresh blood gushed out, causing Old Lu San to fall to the ground, lifeless

Wanyan Ping sat there, somewhat entranced as she gazed at his graceful figure, feeling that every move he made, every gesture, was utterly delightful.

Sun Ziming wiped the corner of his mouth while saying, "Neng Neng, the official roads are mostly paved with sand, which does not hinder walking"

Wanyan Ping was just captivated by his graceful demeanor, her heart racing. Upon hearing his words, she responded in a flustered manner. Xiao Yuesheng looked at her shy and delicate appearance, feeling slightly intoxicated. As she walked, her steps were light and airy, as if she were walking on cotton.

The two individuals walked quietly. Indeed, after taking only a few steps and turning a corner, they came upon a small grove where an inn was situated. The inn's sign hung high and askew, fluttering gently in the wind, displaying the four characters: "Da Sheng Inn"

Xiao Yuesheng was eager to talk with Wanyan Ping for a while longer, but upon seeing Wanyan Ping enter the room and hurriedly close the door with a bang, as if afraid of him coming in, he found himself both amused and exasperated. He had no choice but to abandon that thought and sat on the bed to practice his breathing.

Qin Lao Er hurriedly took the light cowhide, focused his gaze, carefully felt it, smelled it, looked at it in the sunlight, and laughed heartily, saying: "Well, well, I didn't expect it to be true. Heaven has eyes. This time, you, Lu Lao San, were too clever for your own good, which has benefited me, Qin Lao Er. Farewell!"

Xiao Yuesheng was no longer surprised. He glanced at Wanyan Ping and said, "Then let's go, Ziming. Is the road passable?"

Xiao Yuesheng also smiled faintly and said, "I am just an ordinary person, merely somewhat skilled in martial arts; I do not dare to claim the title of hero."

Xiao Yuesheng stood by the window, gazing into the distance with his hands clasped behind his back. He let out a long sigh and softly said: "As for the son-in-law, I, Xiao, can only express my respect, not because of his profound martial skills, but because of his devotion to the country and the people. Among all the people I have encountered, the chivalrous Guo has the least selfishness, which is truly deserving of respect."

While in the air, the inn appeared to be not far away, but walking on the official road revealed it to be quite distant. After nearly half an hour of walking, it still had not come into view

Xiao Yue let out a light laugh, accompanied by the sound of books, stood up, walked to the window, and pushed open the paper window. The moist and fresh air rushed in, and the heavy rain poured down, dancing with the gentle breeze, as if a curtain of water was hanging in the sky

Xiao Yue paused his chopsticks in mid-air and said with a smile, "My servant has arrived."

Xiao Yue smiled faintly, nodded, and sensed his surroundings. There were no passersby, and the official road was lined with trees. He lightly leaped and landed on the tip of a tall tree, his body swaying with the movement of the branches, as a gentle breeze blew, creating an indescribable sense of gracefulness

The two began their meal. Xiao Yuesheng enjoyed eating meat, savoring the beef and duck tongues with great delight, while Wanyan Ping preferred to eat more vegetables, with green peppers and cucumbers frequently entering her small mouth. Outside the restaurant, the sound of rain was continuous, while inside, it was quiet and peaceful. The owner leaned on the counter, listlessly fiddling with the abacus beads. The sound of the beads clashing harmonized with the rain outside, creating a remarkably harmonious atmosphere. Xiao Yuesheng looked at Wanyan Ping's elegant demeanor across the table and felt an overwhelming sense of warmth and tranquility, as if he were at home. Suddenly, he thought about marrying the woman across from him, making her his wife; how warm that would be.

Xiao Yuesheng was seated directly opposite the entrance of the hall. He cast a glance and felt a stir in his heart: "This attire is remarkably similar to that of Cheng Ying. Could it be the Eastern Evil, Huang Yaoshi?"

Xiao Yue Sheng pointed to the side and said, "You are quite clever. Come, sit down and eat together."

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said: "The danger has been dispelled by me, but the will of heaven is hard to predict, and I cannot know everything. Given Miss Guo's temperament, she is capable of getting into all sorts of trouble, which will ultimately backfire on herself"

Wanyan Ping responded with a sound and walked inside, followed by Xiao Yuesheng

Xiao Yue Sheng laughed heartily and said, "You are really too timid. With your current martial arts skills, you can definitely be considered a master. Alright, let's go take a look together"

At this moment, the wind has risen, the sky is beginning to darken, and dark clouds are looming over the city. The shopkeeper, after calling out the dishes ordered by the two in the back room, stepped outside to take a look at the sky, then turned to the two and said: "It looks like it's going to rain heavily."

The sky grew increasingly dark, resembling dusk. The proprietress brought out steaming dishes, and Xiao Yuansheng smiled as he glanced at this charming woman. He had already noticed that the martial skills of these two were quite impressive, yet he could not fathom why they had chosen to open an inn in such a remote place—was it for a livelihood or to evade enemies? However, as long as it was not a shady establishment, he was too indifferent to inquire further.

Xiao Yuesheng hurriedly said: "Senior Huang, you flatter me. How can I compare to the True Man of Chongyang?"

Alright—he laughed even more joyfully, trotting over to the counter. His plump figure wobbled as he ran. He took down two sets of keys from the wall and led the two individuals upstairs. The staircase faced south, and after ascending more than ten steps, there were five or six rooms on either side, arriving at the two rooms that were closest on the right.

Suddenly, a flash of green shadow appeared as a person darted into the hall from outside the shop. Dressed in a green robe and coming in from the rain, only the hem of the robe was slightly wet. The figure was tall and thin, with a gaunt expression, exuding an extremely cold and unwelcoming demeanor

Inside the inn, six people confronted two. Three short, burly men in black surrounded the innkeeper, while two similarly dressed individuals attacked the innkeeper's wife. Additionally, a middle-aged man in white stood at the side, casually waving a folding fan, observing the intense fight among the others.

Huang Yaoshi suddenly let out a long, hearty laugh, the sound deafening and rolling on endlessly, as if the entire inn were trembling. He laughed and said: "A slight understanding of martial arts, what a slight understanding of martial arts, haha, I see the shadow of a person in Brother Xiao."

Xiao Yue smiled silently, and Wan Yan Ping replied: "Indeed, we are good friends with Miss Cheng. May I ask what connection you have with her, senior?"

As soon as they entered the room, a middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper approached them warmly, saying, "Please, please, are you two here to eat or to stay?" This middle-aged man was short and stout, with a round face and a rosy complexion, looking just like a shop owner.

Xiao Yuesheng's voice echoed in Sun Ziming's mind: "Throw the items to Qin Laoer, and be careful of others' ambushes"

Sun Ziming was well aware that Xiao Yuesheng was nearby and that he was not in any danger. He risked his life, swiftly moved through the air, and in a flash, leaped to the side of a person, striking his palm against the opponent's chest. In a rapid sequence of actions, the opponent slowly fell to the ground, and only then did the crowd begin to react.

Under his perception, the scene within the inn was reflected in his mind without any omissions

He snapped the folding fan shut and coldly remarked, "Old Lu San, your plan of escaping like a golden cicada is rather unremarkable. How could you possibly carry something so important on your person?"

The heavy rain pours outside, while the interior remains quiet and silent, with a whimsical atmosphere wafting through the air

The shopkeeper shouted, "Madam!" The sword in his hand suddenly gleamed with a sharpness akin to blooming pear blossoms, causing the three attackers to momentarily panic. However, being at the end of their strength, they quickly fell back into a defensive stance, panting heavily and barely holding on.

Huang Yaoshi, half believing and half doubting, said: "Oh, can it really be calculated so precisely?"

After the two left, the rain was blown in by the wind, rushing through the window and quickly soaking the empty table. The bowls used by the two were filled with rainwater.

Huang Yaoshi paused his hand as he stroked his beard, his eyes flashed with extreme sharpness, and then he returned to a calm demeanor, saying lightly: "Oh, you are Xiao Yuesheng. I have heard your name from Rong'er, and even my son-in-law praises you as quite a hero."

The proprietress is exceptionally astute; without waiting for instructions, she has already brought over a pair of chopsticks

The next day, the two of them came down for breakfast and learned that Huang Yaoshi had already left. Xiao Yuesheng was not concerned about it. Looking outside, the weather was clear, with a blue sky devoid of clouds. The air had been washed clean by the rain, feeling exceptionally fresh and comfortable to breathe in. The birds chirped in unison in the nearby forest, making it truly a beautiful day

With a loud bang, accompanied by a flash of lightning that split the sky, a thunderclap echoed across the horizon, startling Wanyan Ping

At this moment, Sun Ziming could not help but feel compelled to kill, as Qin Laoer had already brought people to subtly surround him.

Huang Yaoshi lowered his hand, which was stroking his beard, and said in a deep voice: "I, Huang Laoxie, never believe in fate"

Xiao Yuesheng thought of Guo Fu, lightly furrowing his brow; this Miss Guo has truly been spoiled by Huang Rong

Sun Ziming picked up the cowhide that had fallen to the ground, glanced back at the corpses scattered before him, sighed softly, and floated away.

Sun Ziming felt somewhat bewildered and said, "Young Master, how can I help? I fear I may not be capable."

Xiao Yuesheng pondered to himself that this Huang Laoxie truly lived up to his reputation as the Eastern Evil, indeed having a peculiar temperament. Thus, he ceased to speak and silently shared a meal with Wanyan Ping

Wanyan Ping turned around and curiously glanced, letting out a soft "eh," but was silenced by Xiao Yuesheng, who raised a finger to his lips

Xiao Yuesheng bowed slightly and said: "So it is Senior Huang who has arrived. I am Xiao Yuesheng, and I pay my respects here."

Xiao Yue gently placed her hand on her waist, following behind Sun Ziming

Xiao Yuesheng's voice echoed in his heart again: "Very well, kill them all. Use the Crushing Heart Palm!"

"Old Master Lu, it would be best if you hand it over, and I might spare the lives of you and your wife." The hoarse voice was intermingled with the sounds of swords clashing.

The two individuals kept their lips tightly sealed, remaining silent, their long swords still exuding a formidable sharpness, yet their movements gradually became disordered, clearly indicating a depletion of internal energy. Suddenly, Qin Lao Er leaped beside the proprietress, his folding fan slanting to block her long sword. His left palm swiftly thrust forward, striking her sternum, and with a spurt of fresh blood, the proprietress collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Yuansheng turned around, his expression calm, and said: "Your daughter is about to give birth, and it will be a pair of twins, a dragon and a phoenix. At the time of delivery, there will be dangers from weapons and many twists and turns. Moreover, your son-in-law will face a great calamity soon, but there will be someone to assist him, and it will be a narrow escape from danger"

Wanyan Ping felt a wave of masculine energy rushing towards her, as if she could sense the warm breath emitted by Xiao Yuesheng while speaking. Her heart raced wildly, and she responded with a couple of soft, dazed murmurs.

His martial arts skills are exceptionally high, yet he has little experience in combat. Usually, he practices with Xiao Yuesheng, who finds it boring and often defeats him in just two moves, showing little interest in him. As a result, he feels that his martial arts are quite poor and is filled with trepidation.

Wanyan Ping looked at the already overcast sky and said to the person beside her, "Brother Xiao, it's about to rain; we need to hurry up."

Huang Yaoshi furrowed his brows upon seeing him and asked, "What is it, Brother Xiao? Do you have something to say?"

Old Qin gave a signal to his subordinates, and three men stood at the door, blocking the way.

The heavy rain shows no signs of letting up, as it patters against the roof tiles with a crackling sound, making one long to snuggle under the covers and enjoy a good sleep

Huang Yaoshi nodded slightly, yet he remained unconvinced in his heart. He was exceptionally learned, but he had never heard of this technique of celestial-human resonance.

Yan Ping also let out a sigh of relief; she had been somewhat suffocated by the murderous aura emanating from her grandson Ming. With the aura dissipating, she felt much better.

Wanyan Ping lowered her head and silently ate, feeling Xiao Yuesheng's burning gaze occasionally linger on her. Her heart was filled with both shyness and sweetness, and she was completely unaware of what she was eating. The places where his gaze fell felt as if they were being scorched by the blazing sun, becoming heated. Her face, as delicate as a lotus flower, gradually flushed with a captivating rosy hue, which slowly expanded until it spread to her neck. Xiao Yuesheng could see the area beneath her neck, which was snow-white, now tinged with a blush, a perfect blend of white and red, extremely alluring. Her face, as delicate as a lotus flower, gradually flushed with a captivating rosy hue, which slowly expanded until it spread to her neck. Xiao Yuesheng could see the area beneath her neck, which was snow-white, now tinged with a blush, a perfect blend of white and red, extremely alluring.

While he was speaking with the shopkeeper to place an order, Wan Yan Ping leaned forward, her head inclining closer, and softly said: "Brother Xiao, at first I thought he was Miss Cheng."

Xiao Yuesheng said: "Ziming, what comes to your mind when you hear Qiyun Mountain?"

Two people sat down at a window-side table. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at several bamboo slips hanging on the south wall, which were menus. He ordered a few dishes, a mix of meat and vegetables, and asked Wanyan Ping if it was acceptable. By the time Wanyan Ping had pushed open the paper window, a refreshing breeze had blown in, and upon hearing his question, she simply nodded.

Huang Yaoshi waved his hand and said, "There is no need for you to be overly modest. I, Huang Laoxie, do not stoop to flattery. You saved my Fu'er, and I am extremely grateful. Alas, she is the apple of my Rong'er's eye."

The man in the blue robe heard their whispers and turned to ask, "Have you two seen Cheng Chengying?"

Thus, the three of them settled the bill, procured some wine and provisions, exited the inn, and headed east on the road back home

Sun Ziming, having come from a background as a coachman, possesses considerable experience with changes in the weather. Sensing an impending storm, he sought shelter early on. He once again realized the usefulness of practicing internal energy, as the protective vital energy could prevent rainwater from soaking him.

Huang Yaoshi, quite curious, asked: "What is the hexagram like?"

After finishing in the room, the two descended to the lobby for a meal. The lobby was desolate, with only the two of them present. Upon inquiring with the innkeeper, they learned that currently, only the two of them were staying at the inn. This place rarely sees visitors, and those who do come are mostly officials, who typically stay at the post station and seldom come here

The man in the blue robe gently stroked his long beard and said, "Cheng Ying is indeed my little disciple"

Wanyan Ping hurriedly closed the window, having already been splashed by the rain. Xiao Yue Sheng quickly waved her hand, enveloping the damp areas with a surge of true energy. She felt a warm breath enveloping the wet fabric, and her clothes were soon dried.

Sun Ziming exclaimed, "What a worthless thing this is! I have kept the silver, but I have no use for this tattered cowhide!" After saying this, he threw the cowhide to Qin Lao Er

Sun Ziming took it over with ease, secretly thinking that this scheme of diverting trouble was quite insidious. However, having accepted it, he naturally could not tarnish his own reputation. He opened the received brocade bag, which contained two pieces of broken silver and an old piece of cowhide.

Sun Ziming drove the cart, while Xiao Yuesheng sat on the right side of the yoke, and Wan Yanping was inside the cart. Although it was raining heavily, the road was not difficult to traverse. The cart moved slowly and steadily, with Xiao Yuesheng and Sun Ziming chatting and laughing, while Wan Yanping occasionally interjected a few words, creating a harmonious atmosphere

Wanyan Ping tossed and turned in bed, finding it difficult to fall asleep, her mind filled with the carefree figure of Xiao Yuesheng. Initially, she had wanted him to come in and talk for a while; having him sit beside her made the air she breathed feel different from usual. Yet, for some reason, she hurriedly closed the door, as if compelled by an unseen force.

Huang Yaoshi's expression darkened as he sensed the gravity of the situation, saying: "Heaven's will is elusive and cannot be fully trusted. Can Brother Xiao truly discern it?"

Xiao Yuesheng was quite curious, and Wanyan Ping was even more curious, asking: "Senior Huang, whose shadow did you see?"

Listening to the sound of rain outside, there was not a sound from next door. After fidgeting for a while, she grew tired, embraced the blanket, and gradually fell into a dream.

Wanyan Ping asked softly, "What are they talking about?"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, turned away, and said: "I am able to glimpse the future through the technique of celestial perception; the island master Huang will come to know in due time"

Wanyan Ping said with a joyful smile: "We have finally arrived at the Great Victory Inn"

Sun Ziming shook his head and said, "No, I found a place to take shelter from the rain. I will continue my journey once the rain stops"

Accompanied by his voice, Sun Ziming's tall figure appeared in the hall. With a quick glance, he hurried towards them. Upon reaching Xiao Yuesheng's side, he lowered his hands and said: "Young Master, I have arrived"

Sun Ziming devoured his food ravenously, as if a storm were sweeping away the clouds, quickly emptying the dishes on the table into his stomach. Wan Yanping watched in astonishment, and he felt somewhat embarrassed, scratching his head and saying: "Young Master, I am full"

Sun Ziming was taken aback; at this moment, the landlady, who had fallen to the ground, had also breathed her last.

Xiao Yue nodded slightly and walked towards the forest, saying: "Indeed, these individuals are from Qiyun Village, and the innkeeper is one of them as well. It is likely that they have turned against each other over the treasure map. In any case, they are not good people, so you need not feel guilty at all"

In a few moments, the three individuals had arrived at the inn. Xiao Yue Sheng lightly pointed to the nearby woods, and Sun Ziming understood. The three of them went to the woods beside the inn, climbed a tall tree, and listened to the happenings inside the inn

Huang Yaoshi looked at the table soaked by the rain, his heart shaken. The ability to seal the window with internal energy was astonishing, and the fact that it was accomplished so effortlessly was even more terrifying. He believed he could not reach such a level. Protecting oneself with true energy to avoid getting wet from the rain was indeed impressive, but compared to what Xiao Yuesheng had just done, the gap was immense. True energy dissipates as it moves away from the body, and the farther it goes, the faster it dissipates. Therefore, the protective true energy usually remains just an inch away from the body; beyond that, it consumes too quickly and is difficult to maintain. Just now, Xiao Yuesheng had sealed the window with true energy at a distance of about one meter, which was truly hard to believe.

Xiao Yue Sheng shook her head and whispered in her ear: "Just listen and you will know"

Old Lu San was in a great hurry; just as he was about to move, a single knife was already pressed against his neck

Xiao Yue carefully observed his surroundings. This inn had two stories, and the exterior was quite tidy. To the left of the door was a stable, and to the right was a well. The items were arranged neatly and orderly, which made him quite satisfied. He smiled and said, "Let us go in; I estimate we will have to stay for a day, as my servant walks extremely slowly."

Wanyan Ping found the relationship between the master and servant to be quite intriguing, as they did not resemble a typical master-servant dynamic. At a glance, it was evident that this Sun Ziming was a highly skilled expert; sitting beside her, she could feel an inexplicable pressure. Could such a masterful individual truly be a servant? Her heart was filled with questions.

The shopkeeper and his wife in the arena wielded long swords, but under the assault of multiple opponents with single sabers, they were gradually becoming overwhelmed. The two attempted to close the distance, but their enemies recognized their intentions, preventing them from advancing even a single step

Huang Yaoshi laughed and said, "The children and grandchildren will have their own fortunes; I won't trouble myself with these matters. Is your brother Yang in any danger?"

Xiao Yuesheng looked at his beaming face and said with a smile: "Book a hotel, and get two adjacent rooms."

The two individuals were having breakfast, their gazes occasionally meeting. Wang Yanping would often steal glances at him, and each time she was caught by his gaze, she would hurriedly look away, her heart racing like a startled fawn. After a while, she could not help but sneak another look, only to be caught again. The blush on her delicate face remained, making her appear enchanting and in harmony with her fragile demeanor, causing Xiao Yuesheng's eyes to be unable to look elsewhere.

Huang Yaoshi nodded slightly, remaining silent, and lowered his head to eat. The hall returned to tranquility, with only the occasional sound of the shopkeeper manipulating the abacus breaking the stillness.

The weather in Jiangnan is often characterized by continuous overcast and rainy conditions. However, these past two days have been a rare instance of good weather. Yet by noon, the clouds in the sky began to thicken, ants were seen moving their homes along the roadside, and the air became heavy, creating a sense of discomfort.

The gentle breeze was directionless, occasionally blowing in through the window, carrying with it the pouring rain, fierce and imposing. Yet, upon reaching the window, it seemed to be obstructed by an invisible force, unable to enter. Huang Yaoshi, observing from behind, slightly changed color.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, feeling somewhat disappointed; the martial arts skills of these individuals were truly lacking, and the items they had seized were likely of limited value

At that moment, Sun Ziming was forced by Xiao Yuesheng to enter, just in time to see Lu Laosan throw his long sword to the ground

Sun Ziming let out a sigh, his expression gradually relaxed, and the killing intent slowly receded

Xiao Yuansheng sighed and said to Huang Yaoshi: "There are some things I cannot directly tell your daughter. You are too indulgent towards her, Miss Guo. Alas, my brother Yang will face a calamity related to her. I do not know what the future holds."

Huang Yaoshi's eyes flickered, as if deep in thought. In the past, he held a very low opinion of Guo Jing, considering him dull-witted. His daughter, exceptionally intelligent and stunningly beautiful, could have attracted any number of talented and heroic suitors. He had hoped that his daughter would find an extraordinary and brilliant young man, someone who could be both a son-in-law and a friend, thus achieving a sense of fulfillment. However, his daughter stubbornly favored that foolish boy, which felt to him like a beautiful flower growing in cow dung, leaving him deeply dissatisfied and harboring ill feelings towards this son-in-law. Now, upon hearing Xiao Yuesheng speak in such a manner, he felt quite shaken.

The two individuals were immersed in a picturesque atmosphere when the innkeeper suddenly dashed out the door, his enthusiastic voice ringing out: "Esteemed sir, please, please, allow me to take care of the carriage; I will ensure it is attended to properly."

Wanyan Ping and Xiao Yuesheng walked side by side along the official road towards the inn ahead. There were few pedestrians on the way, as this place was not far from Dasheng Pass, a dangerous area where few people passed by

Xiao Yuesheng and Wanyan Ping were already waiting for him in the forest. Upon seeing his slightly gloomy expression, with the fierce killing intent still lingering, Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Ziming, do you have confidence in your martial arts this time?"

Less than half a mile from the inn, Xiao Yuesheng suddenly waved his hand, signaling Sun Ziming to stop the car

Sun Ziming smiled stiffly

As he was speaking, a series of crackling sounds erupted, and raindrops began to fall. The sound of the raindrops hitting the ground grew increasingly dense, and in an instant, the air was filled with the sound of rain striking various surfaces.

Although Wan Yanping was shy, she did not refuse. She leaned slightly against him, her mind blank, feeling sweetness overflowing in her heart, her whole body light and airy, as if sitting on a cloud

Wanyan Ping smiled gratefully at him, secretly amused, as Xiao Ge's application of internal energy was truly peculiar and seemed rather unorthodox.

Three individuals disembarked and swiftly leaped forward using their lightness skills. Sun Ziming practiced the lightness technique from the Nine Yin Manual, employing the method of horizontal displacement. With both feet a foot off the ground, his body remained still as he glided through the air, covering several dozen zhang with each leap, moving at an astonishing speed, which greatly impressed Wan Yanping.

He gazed into the distance, then floated down gracefully, addressing the slightly blushing Wan Yanping: "The inn is just ahead; we will reach it in a few steps"

It is indeed admirable that a young lady exhausts her intelligence and talents to assist her husband. Therefore, I once dared to invoke divine authority to offer them a divination, contributing my humble efforts.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said: "I am but a humble person, not daring to pry into the will of heaven, occasionally able to grasp a fragment or two."

Sun Ziming furrowed his brows and pondered, saying: "Qiyun Mountain? It seems that there is a Qiyun Stronghold on that mountain, known for its banditry, highway robbery, and all manner of evil deeds, causing fear among everyone."

Xiao Yuesheng turned around and cupped his hands in salute, saying softly: "I currently reside at the Guanlan Mountain Villa in Nanhu, Jiaxing. If the leader Huang has the time, I would be delighted to gather. I often find myself lonely in my leisure, and I greatly look forward to the company of friends"

Xiao Yuesheng has always been wary of the shopkeeper. Seeing them behaving themselves, he would not meddle in their affairs. Noticing that Wan Yanping did not seem to enjoy eating meat yesterday, he speculated that she might have been born on the grasslands and could be tired of meat. Therefore, he ordered some vegetables for breakfast.

Xiao Yuesheng put down his chopsticks and smiled, saying: "Ziming, did you get caught in the rain?"

"Everyone, let's go together and kill him!" Qin Lao Er shouted, directing the crowd to surround and attack Sun Ziming

Xiao Yuesheng smiled at Wan Yanping, then said to Sun Ziming: "At this time, we are in a chaotic world. These bandits are causing great harm. Instead of using their strength to fight the Mongols, they turn against their own compatriots, which is truly detestable. Kill one when you see one; there is no mistake in that!"

Wanyan Ping naturally wanted to go as well, and with Xiao Yuesheng by her side, her courage increased significantly

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Wanyan Ping, then at Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes carrying a hint of amusement as he said: "Wang Chongyang, the demeanor of Brother Xiao is remarkably similar to that of Wang Chongyang."

Old Man Lu San saw someone enter, regardless of who it was, and quickly reached into his bosom, took out an object, and threw it towards his grandson Ming

The room is quite spacious, with a few pieces of furniture, including a round table for multiple people, a carved large bed, and curtains. Although simple, it exudes a certain grandeur, which greatly satisfies Xiao Yue Sheng.

Xiao Yuesheng also leaned his head forward, and their faces nearly touched. Wan Yan Ping's charming jade-like face flushed with two shades of pink, and she slightly moved back. Xiao Yuesheng pretended not to see and softly said: "He and Miss Cheng may have quite a connection, as their appearances are too similar."

Xiao Yuesheng was extremely indifferent to the concept of hierarchy. Upon hearing this, he unceremoniously pushed him down into a seat and said with a smile, "No need to be so pretentious with me, just sit down and eat your food."

Sun Zimings sharp eyes quickly discerned the situation between the two, and he naturally understood what was happening. He hurriedly said it was unnecessary, as they only needed to prepare some dry rations to eat on the way.