Chapter 37

Sun Po Po steadied herself and took a good look. She saw that this person had white beard and eyebrows, a face full of purple aura. After exchanging three palms, she knew that his internal strength was far superior to hers. If he were to exert his full palm power, she would surely not be able to withstand it. However, her nature was stubborn, and she would rather die than yield. She shouted, "I, this old woman, will not call them. If you have the ability, kill me!"

Hao Datong, knowing the deep connection between her and his late master, did not wish to harm her and held back his strength, saying, "We have been neighbors for decades. Why should we hurt each other over a message?"

Sun Po Po sneered coldly, "They are not here. If you want to find them, go elsewhere." Hao Datong turned to ask, but Sun Po Po suddenly kicked out at his lower body. This kick was hidden under her skirt, extremely concealed. By the time Hao Datong realized it, her toes had already reached his abdomen. Even if he retreated, it was too late. In the critical moment, he had no time to think and used all his strength, pushing Sun Po Po away with a "Hey." This push contained the full power of his decades of cultivation in the Quanzhen Sect. There was a loud crack, and a large piece of plaster and bricks fell from the wall. Sun Po Po spat out a large mouthful of blood, slowly sat down, and collapsed on the ground.

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At the foot of the mountain, in the secret passage, a wisp of light smoke rose from Xiaolongnü's beautiful body, adding to her ethereal charm. Luo Fan finally sighed in relief, slowly ending his cultivation. He thought to himself that it was fortunate he had the accomplished Nine Yang Divine Skill and extremely pure innate true qi, which allowed him to expel all the drug effects from Xiaolongnü's body. Otherwise...

Luo Fan thought of some bloody scenes and quickly shook his head. He took off his outer robe and draped it over Xiaolongnü, then used his internal strength to dry her belly band and put it on her. This made Luo Fan's nose bleed again, and the tent below grew higher and higher. He quickly covered it with one hand and recited "Amitabha" several times in his heart. Fortunately, Xiaolongnü, who spent her days in the ancient tomb, did not understand the meaning, or Luo Fan would have been embarrassed.

Xiaolongnü softly fell into Luo Fan's arms. Although the drug effects had been expelled, her body had been drained of most of its strength.

"Long'er!" Luo Fan called softly, his dark eyes filled with infinite tenderness and pity.

"You... you're back." Xiaolongnü's voice was weak, but her joy was unmistakable.

"Um!" Luo Fan nodded vigorously and hugged Xiaolongnü tightly, saying, "I'm back, Long'er. I'm back to marry you."

"I..." Xiaolongnü hesitated, "I... I'm not good." She remembered the shameful thoughts that arose under the influence of the drug and felt very bad about it.

"Where are you not good?" Luo Fan was puzzled and asked, but Xiaolongnü remained silent for a long time without answering.

Luo Fan quickly added, "Whoever says my Long'er is not good, I won't forgive them!"

Xiaolongnü was delighted to hear Luo Fan call her "his," but then she felt dejected and said, "Even if I say I'm not good, you won't forgive me?"

"I won't forgive you," Luo Fan teased, "I won't forgive you for life, so just marry me."

"Ha ha~" Xiaolongnü found it amusing, and the gloom in her heart dissipated. She asked, "Will you leave again?"

Luo Fan smiled, "Never again. How could I bear to leave my Long'er?"

Xiaolongnü smiled and said, "Then... make a vow."

"Okay." Luo Fan thought that he had even found his little brother, so there was no reason to leave her. He made the vow, "I, Luo Fan, swear that I will never leave Long'er in this life. Otherwise..."

"No." Xiaolongnü was already delighted by his vow. She thought she would no longer be a burden to him, but now she had caused him trouble again. She didn't want him to be troubled by the vow, and besides, life has its ups and downs, which cannot be determined by a single vow.

"Then let's get married." Xiaolongnü said softly in Luo Fan's arms.

Luo Fan nodded and said, "Okay, let's get married in the ancient tomb."

"Um~" Xiaolongnü agreed. After this incident, her slight good impression of the Quanzhen Sect was completely gone, and the ancient tomb was the best place.

Luo Fan carried Xiaolongnü in a princess hold and walked towards the ancient tomb. The secret passage was difficult to navigate, so they naturally wouldn't enter through it unless necessary.

Finally, with all obstacles between them resolved, Luo Fan, holding Xiaolongnü, felt extremely happy. As they emerged from the cave, the bright sunlight shone on Xiaolongnü's beautiful face, making her look even more stunning. Luo Fan couldn't resist kissing her on the cheek.

"Ah~" Xiaolongnü let out a surprised cry, her face, which was still flushed, turned even redder. She scolded, "How shameless."

Luo Fan laughed, "What's there to be ashamed of? We're getting married soon. What's the problem with a few kisses now?"

Xiaolongnü blushed and said, "No."

"Ha ha, no objections." Luo Fan laughed, "Long'er is in my hands now. I say what counts."

Xiaolongnü, both angry and amused by his behavior, didn't know what to say. She was afraid he would really kiss her, so she buried her red face in Luo Fan's chest, causing him to laugh even more.

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Although they didn't walk fast, the secret passage at the foot of the mountain was not far from the ancient tomb. After some time, they finally arrived at the tomb and found many Quanzhen disciples blocking the entrance.

"What's going on?" Luo Fan, carrying Xiaolongnü, used his lightness skill to fly over the crowd to the tomb entrance.

"Luo Fan!" The Quanzhen disciples immediately became alert. Luo Fan looked around and saw Sun Po Po sitting motionless on the ground with her eyes closed, covered in dust and dirt. The other six disciples stood beside her, all shaking their heads in sorrow.

"Sun Po Po!" Luo Fan approached and found that Sun Po Po was barely breathing!

"Who did this?" Luo Fan shouted angrily, his eyes scanning the crowd. The Taoists were silent, their heads lowered, but from the scene and the original plot of "The Return of the Condor Heroes," Luo Fan had some suspicions.

At this moment, a short and fat Taoist stepped forward and shouted, "Brat! If you had shown up earlier, this old woman wouldn't have died."

Luo Fan sneered, "So, it's my fault?"

At this moment, Wang Chuyi glared at the short and fat Taoist and scolded, "Jingguang, what are you saying?"

The short and fat Taoist, Lu Qingdu, was a disciple of Zhao Zijing. Seeing that the murderer Luo Fan was still so arrogant, he was anxious and didn't care that the Grandmaster, his great-grandmaster, and Master Qiu were all present. Hearing Wang Chuyi's rebuke, he realized his rudeness and broke out in a cold sweat, lowering his head and saying, "Disciple is at fault."

At this moment, Xiaolongnü said with disgust, "I don't want to see these Taoists. Let's go."

"Okay." After six years as fellow disciples, and considering that Xiaolongnü was only wrapped in his outer robe, he nodded and said, "Let's take Sun Po Po's body back to the ancient tomb."

The Quanzhen disciples were immediately agitated and said, "Murderer, you killed someone and want to run away?"

At this moment, Sun Budan's expression turned cold, and she said, "Luo Fan, aren't you going to give an explanation?"

Hao Datong stepped forward and said, "I saw this with my own eyes. What explanation do you need? Luo Fan, are you going to flee from justice?"

"Flee from justice?" Luo Fan laughed, then his expression turned cold, "What crime do I have?" In the original story, when Hao Datong killed Sun Po Po, he felt some guilt but justified it by saying it was Sun Po Po's fate. Luo Fan had always been dissatisfied with this, and now seeing that no one felt guilty about killing Sun Po Po, he had no good feelings left for them.

Wang Chuyi, who had a few years of master-disciple relationship with Luo Fan, did not want to see him go down the wrong path and quickly advised, "Fan'er, it's not too late to turn back. Don't be stubborn!"

Luo Fan coldly replied, "The stubborn ones are you!"

Qiu Chuji said, "Master, why bother with him? Let's take him down first!" He then thrust his sword at Luo Fan.

Luo Fan, holding Xiaolongnü, was at a disadvantage. He quickly stepped back and held her with one hand. She had recovered some strength and could stand steadily.

In this moment, the six disciples had already formed their formation. Ma Yu was at Tian Shu, Liu Chuxuan at Tian Ji, Qiu Chuji at Tian Quan, forming the Big Dipper's bowl; Wang Chuyi at Yu Heng, Hao Datong at Kai Yang, and Sun Budan at Yao Guang, forming the Big Dipper's handle. Among the Big Dipper, Tian Quan, though the dimmest, was the most crucial, connecting the bowl and the handle, so the strongest of the six, Qiu Chuji, took this position. Yu Heng, the main star of the handle, was taken by the second strongest, Wang Chuyi.

"Big Dipper Formation!" Luo Fan was startled. He knew this formation was powerful. Although Tan Chuduan had died in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," the remaining six disciples still formed a formidable array, and with the other Quanzhen disciples, he felt immense pressure while protecting Xiaolongnü.

Drawing his long sword, he attacked the weakest, Sun Budan. Although he had regained his male form, the辟邪剑法 (Pìxié Jiànfǎ, Evil-Repelling Sword Technique) could still be used, but the accompanying cultivation method was no longer effective. The power of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique had significantly decreased, and the独孤九剑 (Dúgū Jiǔjiàn, Nine Swords of Dugu) lacked preemptive moves, so Luo Fan had to use the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique to attack.

Sun Budan, seeing Luo Fan's sword thrust, remained unmoving. Although the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique was not as fast as before, his innate cultivation ensured his sword was not slow. The long sword, glowing silver, was already at Sun Budan's front.

Suddenly, Luo Fan felt his sword tip as if it had been struck by a heavy blade, turning back towards him. He quickly used the Nine Yang Divine Skill, pouring a powerful internal force into his arm to barely suppress it.

Luo Fan saw clearly that the six Quanzhen disciples only used one palm to attack, while the other palm rested on their companion's shoulder. When one attacked, it was as if all six were working together!

No wonder the Big Dipper Formation was the most advanced technique of the Quanzhen Sect. Wang Chongyang had spent countless efforts on this formation. It could be used for joint combat or scaled up for battle formations. When an enemy attacked, the one facing the attack did not need to resist but let the companion on the side counterattack, effectively combining the strength of multiple people, making it extremely powerful.

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