Chapter 50

"What functions are there?" Luo Fan's eyes lit up the moment he heard about new functions.

"This question exceeds my authority, and I cannot answer it."

"Damn! Would it kill you to answer a couple more questions?" Luo Fan was instantly depressed, then he thought of a question: How long does it take for the system to return? If it's not instantaneous, wouldn't it be a problem if I need to activate it in a crisis? He quickly asked the system, "How long does it take for the system to activate and return to the original plane?"

The electronic voice in his mind replied, "It takes one minute to open the plane channel."

Luo Fan broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this. It was a good thing he asked, otherwise he would have been in serious trouble!

"Husband, what's wrong?" Xiaolongnü noticed Luo Fan's expression was fluctuating and asked.

Luo Fan, somewhat annoyed, said to Xiaolongnü, "Long'er, the great system says we need to collect more qi to bring you back."

Xiaolongnü thought to herself that although the ancient tomb martial arts should not be passed on, since she had married Luo Fan, he wasn't an outsider. Besides, he wouldn't learn them; he just needed to collect qi. She said, "Husband, I have some martial arts manuals. I wonder if they are enough?"

Luo Fan thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid they won't be enough, but let's take a look."

After reading through the ancient tomb martial arts manuals, Luo Fan only gained 6,000 qi energy, and he still needed 9,000 more, but he didn't know where to find them.

...

At the border of Shaanxi, by a small tea pavilion on a post road, Sun Buer, Li Zhichang, Cui Zhifang, and others, who had just returned from the Hero Assembly, were resting. Li Zhichang said, "Senior Uncle Sun, there seem to be many rumors about Luo Fan on the way back!"

"Alas, it's a karmic debt!" Sun Buer shook her head and sighed, finishing her tea in one gulp.

Cui Zhifang, looking at Sun Buer's expression, cautiously said, "Senior Uncle, he only killed some evil people, right?"

"Humph!" Sun Buer glared at him, "If it weren't for the Hero Assembly, it wouldn't have been just a few evil people!"

Cui Zhifang thought to himself, "They were greedy for others' secret martial arts, and they got what they deserved." But he didn't dare to contradict Sun Buer face-to-face.

Li Zhichang, with a look of anger, said, "Why hasn't the Grandmaster issued an order to capture him?"

Sun Buer coldly said, "It's because Master Wang still remembers the years of master-disciple relationship, and Master Grandmaster is always cautious. He wants to investigate all the doubts before taking action. Humph! That scoundrel, harming fellow disciples, betraying the master, I don't know what Master is hesitating about!"

"Smack!" Suddenly, a crisp sound, and Sun Buer fell to the ground. She felt a burning pain on her face, and there were five red finger marks on it!

"Who! Which rat attacked me?" Sun Buer was furious and looked around for the attacker.

A man in a green robe, sipping tea, said calmly, "Your disciple used deceit to harm someone's lover, and as an elder, you don't distinguish right from wrong and kill without hesitation. I didn't expect the Quanzhen Sect to be full of such people!"

"Yellow Old Devil?" Sun Buer recognized Huang Yaoshi and was startled. The Seven Disciples had suffered at his hands years ago, so she recognized him. Now, meeting him alone, she knew she wouldn't fare well. However, she didn't understand his words and, knowing she couldn't fight him, asked, "What do you mean?"

Huang Yaoshi said, "Isn't it clear? Your disciple used deceit to harm someone's lover, and when the plot was exposed, he was killed. You, as elders, can't distinguish right from wrong, which is laughable, laughable!"

Sun Buer thought for a moment and realized he was talking about Luo Fan. She coldly asked, "Are you talking about Luo Fan?"

Huang Yaoshi replied, "Exactly!"

Sun Buer asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

Huang Yaoshi sneered, "What evidence do I need? My words are the evidence!"

"How arrogant!" Sun Buer also sneered, but she wasn't one to ignore the situation. She said, "In a few days, my fellow disciples and I will visit Peach Blossom Island! Goodbye! Let's go!" After losing face, Sun Buer didn't want to stay and shouted to the others before leaving.

Huang Yaoshi glanced at her and said calmly, "I also want to see if you have improved over the years!"

...

To prepare for the upcoming dangers, Luo Fan decided to help Xiaolongnü improve her strength.

His plan was to help Xiaolongnü quickly master the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

In "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," Huang Rong was injured by Qiu Qianren, and Guo Jing carried her to seek the help of Dharma Master Yideng. While Dharma Master Yideng used the One Yang Finger to heal Huang Rong, he also unblocked her meridians. Luo Fan planned to do the same, using the One Yang Finger to unblock Xiaolongnü's meridians, which would greatly shorten her time to master the Nine Yang Divine Skill and eliminate the final barrier.

In "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," after Dharma Master Yideng used the One Yang Finger to unblock Huang Rong's meridians, he was severely drained and needed five years to recover. However, Luo Fan's Nine Yang Divine Skill was self-replenishing, and his internal energy was more enduring than Dharma Master Yideng's. With the system as a backup, he could exchange 36,000 qi points for elixirs, so the issue of being drained was not a concern. Therefore, this method was worth trying. He informed Lu Wushuang and then took Xiaolongnü to seclusion.

...

Not long after the two entered seclusion, at the Tianlong Temple in Dali, a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothing and exuding a sense of authority was led by two young monks to a long corridor. The two monks stopped at the sides, and the authoritative man continued west along the corridor to a room. The room was simple and rustic, starkly different from the gilded halls they had passed.

The authoritative man bowed respectfully at the door and said, "I apologize for disturbing the meditation of my senior uncles. The matter entrusted to me by the senior uncles has been investigated."

A voice from inside the room said, "Please come in!"

The authoritative man slowly pushed the door open. The wooden door creaked, indicating it was rarely opened. Inside, four monks were seated, three facing the inner walls, their bodies withered, and one facing outward, his body robust. If Luo Fan were there, he would recognize this monk as the one who had chased him out of Dali.

This was the Tianlong Temple's Muni Hall, where "Muni" means silence and tranquility, and speaking should be kept to a minimum. The man said succinctly, "Intelligence from the Song Dynasty indicates that the user of the Zhongchong Sword has been seen in Shaanxi."

...

A month later, Xiaolongnü finally broke through to the innate realm and reached the great completion of the Nine Yang Divine Skill. However, Luo Fan's qi points were depleted. After exchanging some elixirs to speed up Xiaolongnü's practice and some to restore his own energy, Luo Fan had only a little over 3,000 qi points left, and he was not yet fully recovered.

But it was worth it. With the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he no longer had to worry too much about Xiaolongnü's safety.

Next, Luo Fan taught the two women the Lingbo Weibu. However, he could no longer let Lu Wushuang and the divine bird follow him. He had thought that with his martial arts, he could walk the world without fear, but after altering the world's trajectory, he almost died. He didn't know if there would be greater dangers ahead. Xiaolongnü was now capable of self-preservation in most situations, but Lu Wushuang and the divine bird were not.

It started drizzling.

Before leaving, Luo Fan handed a curved sword to Lu Wushuang and said, "This sword is for you."

Lu Wushuang took the sword and gently drew it. The blade gleamed, and on it were inscribed a few small characters: "Listening to the spring rain in a small pavilion."

"Is this the name of the sword?" Lu Wushuang said happily, "What a beautiful name!"

Luo Fan nodded, "The original owner of this sword was a great master. I hope you don't let it go to waste! Also, take care of the bird."

With that, Luo Fan took Xiaolongnü and left.

The sword was exchanged from the system, the sword of the leader of the Cult of the Devil. In the martial world, it was said that the devil sword brought bloodshed wherever it appeared, and its owner could become a demon of the sword. But few knew that the poem inscribed on the sword was the master's most beautiful memory:

The first time the master met Lady Ruo Liu, he was drawn to this poem. On his way through a village in southern Jiang, he heard a beautiful voice reciting the poem by a stream. He followed the sound and met Lady Ruo Liu. She was the daughter of a teacher, a simple village girl, but she was stunningly beautiful. She seemed attracted to the master's charm and followed him, leaving her old father behind. But the promiscuous Lady Ruo Liu eventually ran away with a lover. In a fit of rage, the master killed many people and eventually inscribed the poem on the sword. Many times, when he drew the sword and saw the poem, he suppressed his murderous intent.

Thus, rumors are just rumors, and weapons are neither good nor bad; it depends on who wields them.

As Luo Fan walked away, he shouted, "If I don't return, find a man named Yang Guo and teach him the Lingbo Weibu." Yang Guo was his only disciple, and Luo Fan couldn't neglect him.

Tears streamed down her long lashes. She didn't know the dangers Luo Fan faced, and she wanted to help but knew she would only be a burden.

The rain grew heavier, soaking her clothes, but she just stood there, staring at the two white figures that were gradually fading into the distance.

...

Xiangyang, the Guo residence.

Two white figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Guo residence. If it weren't for the lingering afterimages, everyone would have thought they had grown out of the ground.

"Who is it?" Several people inside the residence called out. Guo Jing and Huang Rong were about to leave when they saw this and were startled. Guo Jing then looked at Luo Fan with some suspicion and said, "Luo Fan? Are you here to see Guo'er?"

Although Luo Fan had betrayed the Quanzhen Sect, the Quanzhen Sect's stance was unclear, so Guo Jing didn't want to be the one to confront him. Therefore, they didn't fight.

"It seems he is really here," Luo Fan had thought long and hard about how to gather the final 9,000 energy points and decided to come here. Of course, it wasn't for Guo Jing and Huang Rong's martial arts, which he couldn't obtain even if he killed them. He was looking for clues about the Golden Wheel Dharma King and to see if he could earn some qi from the Mongol martial artists. If he could also see Yang Guo, that would be even better.

"Alas!" Huang Rong shook her head and sighed, "The child is poisoned by the love flower and has only a few days left to live!"