Chapter 71

In a cave, a bonfire slowly rose, the firelight dispelling the surrounding darkness and revealing Bai Xiaosheng and the unconscious Mu Wanqing. At this moment, the black veil on Mu Wanqing's face had already been removed by Bai Xiaosheng, revealing her exquisite beauty. Perhaps due to her injuries, her face was somewhat pale, her lips slightly pursed, showing a delicate and weak appearance, making her even more pitiable.

Bai Xiaosheng glanced back with a slight smile. He had torn a piece from his sleeve to wrap around Mu Wanqing's wound. This guy, not only had he removed Mu Wanqing's veil, but he had also bandaged her wound, truly despicable.

This was only in ancient times; if it were in modern times, Bai Xiaosheng would have dared to strip off Mu Wanqing's clothes. But here, jokes couldn't be taken too far, or things would get out of hand.

Bai Xiaosheng, secretly pleased with himself, didn't know that Duan Yu and Zhong Ling, whom he was looking for, were not far away on a cliff. It had been a day, and the poison had entered Duan Yu's heart. If it weren't for his Northern Dipper Divine Skill and the hundreds of years of internal energy he had absorbed, he would have died long ago.

It was his fate to survive. In the hands of Yue Lao San, the two were not in danger; they were just looking for the Manggu Zhuha. Fortunately, they found it at night, and Yue Lao San was overjoyed. He immediately left Zhong Ling and Duan Yu to chase the Manggu Zhuha. As the sound of the Manggu Zhuha grew more distant, Zhong Ling's fear eased somewhat. She squatted down to check on Duan Yu and found his breath was very weak, as if he were about to die, which frightened her so much that her face turned pale.

"Duan Yu, you fool, don't die!" Zhong Ling lifted Duan Yu again, panic-stricken, and hurriedly walked down the mountain path. Now, she was completely panicked.

Just as she was at a loss, a croaking sound came from ahead. She looked up and saw a large, fire-red frog leaping towards her. It was the Manggu Zhuha! Zhong Ling was terrified, and her body fell to the ground with a thud. The stench made her face change, and in a blink, her face turned an abnormal red.

"Ha ha... Where do you think you're running?" Yue Lao San's voice came, and a flying stone hit the Manggu Zhuha, sending it flying. It landed on Duan Yu's face, and he opened his mouth, allowing the Manggu Zhuha to slip in.

Well... This stroke of luck left Yue Lao San dumbfounded. Then, he became furious, grabbed Duan Yu, and shook him vigorously to try to get the Manggu Zhuha out. However, the Manggu Zhuha, once inside Duan Yu's stomach, was nowhere to be found. His shaking not only failed to dislodge the Manggu Zhuha but also woke Duan Yu up.

Suspended in mid-air, Duan Yu was almost scared to death. He grabbed Yue Lao San's arm, and the Northern Dipper Divine Skill activated again in his excitement.

"What's happening? My... my internal energy..." Yue Lao San was shocked. His internal energy was flowing out, and he couldn't control the strength in his hands, gradually letting go. With a thud, Duan Yu fell to the ground, groaning in pain, and his grip loosened. Yue Lao San's internal energy stopped flowing out. He looked at Duan Yu curiously, but this foolish person didn't understand what had just happened. Instead, he became more interested in Duan Yu, who was holding the back of his head, and patted it, laughing loudly.

He looked pleased, ignoring the frightened Duan Yu, and said, "Marvelous, marvelous! You look just like me, you look just like me!" His repeated "You look just like me" left Duan Yu puzzled, but he didn't have time to think about it. With Yue Lao San here, Duan Yu wanted to run. He moved, but instead touched Zhong Ling. Turning his head, he saw Zhong Ling's face was black, and he panicked, shouting, "Miss Zhong, Miss Zhong..."

Yue Lao San turned around, glanced at the girl below, and roared, "No need to shout, she's been poisoned and won't wake up."

"How can this be?" Duan Yu was frantic, patting and slapping Zhong Ling, but to no avail. Soon, he remembered the detoxification method used by Bai Xiaosheng, picked up Zhong Ling, and followed Bai Xiaosheng's instructions to detoxify her. This method worked, and as the poison blood slowly drained from Zhong Ling's fingers, she gradually woke up.

"Good, good..." Duan Yu was overjoyed. Yue Lao San muttered, "I didn't expect this kid to even detoxify the Manggu Zhuha... But this is the kind of disciple I, Yue Lao San, would choose!" He stepped forward, grabbed Duan Yu, and because of the force, Duan Yu couldn't hold onto Zhong Ling, causing her to fall to the ground, crying out in pain. But Yue Lao San's voice was even louder, "Kid, quickly bow to me as your master!"

"Bow to you as my master?" Duan Yu was startled and immediately said, "Absolutely not."

"Why not?" Yue Lao San glared, "You have long arms and legs, a protruding back of the head, a soft waist, and are smart and quick-witted. You're young and male, a true martial arts prodigy. Look, my back of the head is just like yours. We look so much alike, if you don't bow to me as your master, who else would you bow to?"

Duan Yu's eyes darted around, and he quickly said, "I already have a master."

Yue Lao San was furious and shouted, "Who is your master? Is his skill greater than mine?"

Duan Yu nodded and said, "Of course, my master is from Dali and is known as the Sword Obsessive. His martial arts are extremely high, and even the Wu Liang Sword Sect and the Shen Nong Gang dare not say a word when they see him."

"Sword Obsessive? What Sword Obsessive? I've never heard of him. Kid, where is your master? I want to challenge him and see who is stronger." Yue Lao San was breathing heavily, but his words delighted Duan Yu. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, a voice from above made him even more delighted. "Ha ha... Southern Sea Crocodile God, I was just looking for you."

Everyone looked up and saw a man with a long sword appear before them. However, he looked quite disheveled, his clothes torn into pieces, his hair disheveled, and a bruise on his face.

Bai Xiaosheng, seeing Duan Yu and Zhong Ling looking at him strangely, smiled awkwardly and said, "Well... I... I encountered a very powerful opponent, so I'm a bit disheveled."

'You're not just a bit disheveled, you're completely disheveled,' the two thought to themselves. Yue Lao San glared at Bai Xiaosheng and roared, "Kid, are you his master? I don't think you're very skilled. If you don't want me to break your neck, hand over this disciple to me."

"Ha ha..." Bai Xiaosheng laughed softly and carefully examined Yue Lao San. After several years, Yue Lao San still looked the same. "Yue Lao San, don't talk big. Your martial arts are no match for mine."

"Brat, I'll break your neck!" Yue Lao San was furious and leaped forward. He didn't use a weapon but attacked with his hands, aiming for Bai Xiaosheng's neck.

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head slightly, and with his sheathed sword, he quickly thrust forward. With a thud, he struck Yue Lao San's abdomen, making him hesitate.

"Brat, you've hurt me, I'll kill you." Yue Lao San was furious and struck with his hands, the crocodile mouth making a buzzing sound as it lunged at Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng dodged left and right, playing with Yue Lao San, smiling and taunting, "Yue Lao San, after so many years, your skills haven't improved at all."

The Southern Sea School had always been a single lineage, and its martial arts were not particularly profound. Yue Lao San, being a simple-minded person, could not innovate. When Bai Xiaosheng first fought him a few years ago, his skills were already at a high level. Over the years, Bai Xiaosheng had far surpassed him, while Yue Lao San had made little progress.

Of course, this was a common rule in the martial arts world. Once a person's skills reached a high level, the rest was just the accumulation of experience and internal energy. People like Bai Xiaosheng, who could innovate and had many divine skills to practice, were extremely rare. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so few top martial artists in each era.

Seeing Yue Lao San's attack again, Bai Xiaosheng raised his hand to block and pressed down. The immense force almost made Yue Lao San lose control, and he stumbled, falling to his knees.

"Ha ha... Yue Lao San, what are you doing? I never said I would take you as a disciple."

"Ah..." Yue Lao San was almost driven mad, his face turning purple. Before he could retaliate, Bai Xiaosheng's expression changed, and he looked behind him. "Oh no, the opponent is here..." He shouted and leaped, kicking Yue Lao San and quickly fleeing.

"You big pervert, stand still!" A clear voice rang out, and a person on a horse came galloping over.

Seeing the person, Zhong Ling's eyes lit up, and she shouted, "Sister Zhong!"

"Zhong Ling, get out of the way!" Mu Wanqing whipped the reins, startling Duan Yu and Zhong Ling, who quickly jumped aside. Mu Wanqing then rode her black rose to quickly chase after Bai Xiaosheng.

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