Chapter 2

Cheng Kun is the greatest demon in the heart of the Golden-Haired Lion King!

He is one of the four great law kings of the Ming Cult, with unparalleled martial arts and considerable power. He has a beloved wife and child, and his life was once extremely happy and fulfilling.

However, in a single night, his entire family was brutally murdered, and it was by his most revered master, Cheng Kun. The immense shock is unimaginable!

From that moment on, he was no longer Xie Xun, but a vengeful ghost wandering the world, seeking to avenge the blood feud!

Cheng Kun always avoided him, so he continued to impersonate Cheng Kun, committing various major crimes, hoping to force Cheng Kun out with the power of the entire martial world. Unfortunately, he still couldn't find Cheng Kun!

Today, he suddenly found traces of Cheng Kun in the Hanyang region. Even if the other party was just a five-year-old child, who might be deceiving him, he had to give it a try!

"Tell me, what is your relationship with Cheng Kun? Speak quickly!"

Xie Xun roared fiercely, shaking Mo Li violently. Mo Li's blood surged, his vision went black, and he nearly fainted!

However, he gritted his teeth, enduring the discomfort, and said with great difficulty, "He... he is a good friend of my grandfather... we... are... old acquaintances..."

His voice was intermittent and weak, but to the Golden-Haired Lion King, each word was like a thunderclap!

How many years! How many years!

He had been searching for Cheng Kun for so many years, and today he finally got a lead!

He stood there in a daze, his mind swirling with countless thoughts, but he no longer doubted Mo Li's words.

Because Mo Li was just a five-year-old child, if they weren't old acquaintances, it would be impossible for him to know about Cheng Kun!

"Hanyang Mo Family, I did not kill the wrong people; they are actually friends of that villain!"

Xie Xun glared at Mo Li with hatred and said, "Tell me, where is Cheng Kun now?!"

Where?!

Where is Cheng Kun to save myself?!

Various thoughts flashed through Mo Li's mind. He stared at Xie Xun's fierce and terrifying face, knowing that his next answer was crucial!

If he made a wrong move, it would surely lead to a dead end!

Got it!

Suddenly, Mo Li recalled a scene from the original owner's memory and quickly said, "I don't know where he is, but I know he left my house seven days ago and headed northwest, saying he wanted to challenge someone to a martial arts duel."

Northwest, martial arts duel!

Xie Xun seized on these two key points, looked northwest, and immediately had some suspicions!

In the Jingchu region, martial arts are prevalent, and there are many experts. However, with Cheng Kun's martial arts and his location in the northwest of Hanyang, there is only one place he would consider worthy of his attention!

Wudang!

Could that villain have a connection with the person recognized as the greatest martial artist in the world for over fifty years?

Thinking of the reputation of the person on Wudang Mountain, even a fierce man like Xie Xun felt a chill in his heart!

For over fifty years, any villain or murderer that this person disapproved of, no matter how high their martial arts or how famous they were, ended up beheaded!

How many of the experts who died under the True Wu Sword were not dominant figures in the martial world, unparalleled masters?

"Never mind, never mind..."

Xie Xun muttered to himself, "I will sacrifice my life to expose his evil deeds. Master Zhang will never protect him, and we will die together!"

With this resolve, Xie Xun's thoughts became clear. He never doubted that Mo Li was lying to him; age was Mo Li's best weapon!

But it wasn't time to let his guard down yet!

Mo Li's heart was pounding in his throat; this was the most dangerous moment for him to escape!

Xie Xun, having learned Cheng Kun's whereabouts, might kill him with one punch!

Whether he could survive here depended entirely on whether the fabricated identity he had prepared could move Xie Xun!

Did the identity of an old acquaintance have any value to Xie Xun?

Mo Li had no answer. He could only stare at Xie Xun, waiting for the final judgment!

Thump! Thump...

Mo Li could feel his heart beating urgently, each beat almost breaking his chest!

Between life and death, there is great fear!

"You, come with me to find Cheng Kun!"

Xie Xun said coldly, "Old acquaintance? I want him to see his family and friends die before his eyes!"

With that, he grabbed Mo Li with his large hand, leaped off the ground, and headed northwest!

It worked!

Mo Li, who was being carried by the Golden-Haired Lion King, felt a sudden relief. The most dangerous moment had passed!

However, whether he could escape from this great demon was just the beginning. The shadow of death still loomed over Mo Li!

The Golden-Haired Lion King moved quickly. As soon as they left the city, he seized a strong horse and rode it with Mo Li, galloping towards Wudang!

Mo Li had never ridden a horse before. Being pressed against Xie Xun's chest, his small body was almost jolted apart!

However, he could only endure it. The person on his back was not a famous hero but a ruthless demon. If he complained and annoyed him, Mo Li would still end up dead!

Mo Li gritted his teeth and silently endured the pain, his eyes constantly scanning the road ahead, searching for the figure he wanted.

However, the people he passed were either ordinary martial artists or escort teams, not the one he was thinking of!

After nearly an hour of galloping, the horse was already panting heavily. Suddenly, three figures in uniform Taoist robes appeared by a roadside inn, catching Mo Li's eye!

The style of the uniform Taoist robes overlapped with a figure in the original owner's memory, and a surge of joy flooded Mo Li's heart!

Wudang! They are Wudang disciples!

In the next two days, Song Yuanqiao would come to take the original owner up the mountain to learn martial arts!

This was Mo Li's greatest hope for escape!

Wudang Mountain is hundreds of miles from Hanyang, and even with a fast horse, it would take two to three days. During this time, Xie Xun could kill the original owner at any moment. Moreover, even if they reached Wudang Mountain, would Xie Xun take the original owner, a burden, up the mountain?

Relying on Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain was impossible!

Mo Li's only hope was Song Yuanqiao, who would come to pick him up along the way!

Fortunately, Mo Li's luck wasn't bad, and he really ran into them!

"Good horse, good horse!"

Mo Li was looking for his savior, but Xie Xun was looking at the horse!

By the roadside inn, three tall and strong horses were tied to a tree, with thick hooves and smooth coats, clearly top-notch steeds!

Perfect, his horse had run out of strength!

Without hesitation, Xie Xun lifted Mo Li, swung his fist, and killed two of the horses. He mounted one of them, cut the reins, and galloped away on the road!

"Villain, how dare you steal a horse!"

One of the three Taoist-robed figures stood up, drew his sword, and was about to chase after them!

"Seventh Brother, let it be, perhaps he has some urgent matter!" said an older one.

Mo Li, sitting on the horse, watched this scene and his heart sank to the bottom!

They didn't chase, these people actually didn't chase?!

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