Instead, he was a Prodigy of Shaolin, the one destined to lead Buddhist Dharma in the future!
Shaolin would forever be Brother Fahai’s strongest backing!
The Jianghu was shaken.
Brother Fahai, at this moment, was in seclusion Cultivating.
He planned to further improve his Cultivation in these last days.
Walking the Jianghu, strength was the most fundamental guarantee!
Wudang Mountain was full of hidden Dragons and crouching Tigers, and his current strength was indeed a bit insufficient.
Although he also knew that on that day, his cheap Master would definitely bring a large number of Shaolin experts to help.
Yet, the path of the Jianghu ultimately relied on one's own strength.
When it was time to fight, he absolutely could not slack off!
Of course, the roles of Shaolin and Taixu could still not be ignored.
It was their existence that gave Brother Fahai the confidence to step onto Wudang Mountain!
Shaolin, with its profound Legacy, was incredibly powerful, far more profound than Wudang Mountain!
There were even four Heavenly Human Realm experts suspected to be there!
His cheap Master, like Zhang Sanfeng, was a Heavenly Human!
With Taixu present, Zhang Sanfeng could not easily touch him.
The golden alms bowl must be recovered.
As for Song Qingshu, he needed to be taught a lesson.
And those who attacked Nangong Pu She, not a single one could be let go!
He would use this last period of calm to refine the Internal Energy transmitted by Wu Yazi and Break through to the Late Stage of Grandmaster!
Somewhere, a luxuriously decorated small building stood quietly, its impressive origin evident at a glance.
Suddenly, two ragged, dirt-faced beggars, one old and one young, darted out from inside!
A group of servants behind them shouted loudly: “Catch the thieves!”
“Quick, chase those two beggars who stole Dong Xi!”
The old and young pair ran frantically, as if they would be beaten to death if they were even half a beat slow.
“Old Huang, the wind is picking up, let’s go!”
The two fled all the way, turning into a maze of alleys, completely disappearing.
The servants could only return to the small building, resentful.
Deep in a shabby alley, the two slumped to the ground, gasping for breath.
These two, the old and the young, were Xu Fengnian and Old Huang.
After the pursuers had gone, Xu Fengnian sat down on the ground, panting heavily.
“That was close, I almost got caught.”
“Hoo—”
Old Huang asked, still panting, “Young Master, where’s the chicken leg you just swiped?”
“Chicken leg? What chicken leg?”
Xu Fengnian looked bewildered, “Why don’t I know about it?”
Old Huang grinned: “Don’t pretend, I saw it.”
Xu Fengnian gave a wry smile, thinking he had hidden it well, but he didn't expect Old Huang to see through him.
“There’s no chicken leg.”
As he spoke, his hand had already pulled out a fragrant chicken leg from his bosom and began to gnaw on it with relish.
Old Huang watched eagerly, saliva almost dripping to the ground.
Xu Fengnian finished the entire chicken leg in a few bites, not even sparing the bones, repeatedly sucking on them several times, and licking clean the oil on his fingers.
“That was truly satisfying!”
After eating, he lay down comfortably, but then suddenly sighed.
“Ever since Brother Fahai left, our lives have become increasingly unpresentable; even eating relies on our old tricks.”
Old Huang reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the chicken bones and nodded in agreement.
“Indeed.”
“Young Master, do you think there are really people in this world so foolish? Knowing they can’t win, they still insist on going?”
They had heard a piece of news: Brother Fahai, a Grandmaster, was going to Wudang Mountain in a month to settle a grudge.
Clearly, it was to stand up for Nangong Pu She.
But how could a Grandmaster contend against Wudang Mountain?
Behind Wudang Mountain sat a Heavenly Human Realm expert like Zhang Sanfeng.
Logically speaking, Brother Fahai should at least wait until he Breakthrough to the Heavenly Human Realm before acting; that would be the wise choice.
But unexpectedly, he showed no intention of backing down.
“Perhaps, there really are such foolish people.”
Xu Fengnian paused slightly, as if remembering something, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
Immediately after, his eyes lit up a little.
He remembered a woman who, though knowing she couldn't win, still rushed forward without hesitation.
Xu Fengnian slowly stood up, brushing the dust from his robes.
“Old Huang, I’ve decided, I’m going to Wudang Mountain.”
“Ah?”
Old Huang’s mouth fell open.
“Young Master, weren’t we going back to Northern Liang?”
“We’re already halfway there, now we’re changing course to Wudang Mountain?”
“Why are you babbling, let’s go quickly, it’s all the same whether we go early or late, what difference does one day make?”
“Then… alright.”
Old Huang nodded helplessly.
“Let’s go, we’ll set off now; we should be able to reach Wudang Mountain within a month.”
And so, Xu Fengnian and Old Huang, the old and the young, turned and embarked on their journey to Wudang Mountain.
At the same time, in the inn.
Shi Feixuan stood in the corridor of a second-floor guest room, looking at the two doors before her, her expression complex.
One room belonged to Brother Fahai, the other to Nangong Pu She.
Looking at these two doors, she felt somewhat confused.
She couldn’t understand why Brother Fahai was so insistent?
Was he truly blinded by hatred?
Wouldn’t it be better to endure for a while, and then seek revenge after his strength improved?
Why must he act within a month? Wasn’t this seeking death?
Wudang Mountain was not a School to be easily dealt with; how could Brother Fahai alone shake this towering mountain?
Not to mention that Wudang Mountain’s reaction this time was unusually fierce; not only did they act themselves, but they also gathered many Righteous Path prominent Schools to besiege him.
If Brother Fahai truly went to Wudang Mountain, he would likely face extreme danger, a near-certain death.
She truly found his choice difficult to comprehend.
In her view, no matter how furious one might be, there should be some sense of proportion.
Going so rashly, not only would he fail to get revenge, but he might also lose his life; it was too unwise.
What a pity…
Shi Feixuan sighed softly.
Brother Fahai ultimately had no desire to join Cihang Jingzhai.
Otherwise, given Cihang Jingzhai’s status in the Jianghu, especially its prestige among the Righteous Path.
Wudang Mountain would at least show some deference and not treat Brother Fahai this way.
As a Legacy of Cihang Jingzhai, she could also stand up for Brother Fahai.
Wait!
No!
Shi Feixuan suddenly noticed an unusual feeling in her heart and quickly shook her head.
How could she have such a thought?
Why should she help Brother Fahai?
There was no personal affection between them.
On the contrary, Brother Fahai owed her a favor.
Shi Feixuan concentrated her thoughts and suddenly realized.
Ever since she had looked after Nangong Pu She for Brother Fahai by Daming Lake, her attitude towards Brother Fahai seemed to have undergone a subtle change.
What kind of change was this…
She frowned slightly, just about to sort out whether this emotion was good or bad.
Suddenly, a door in front of her slowly opened.
Her gaze was immediately drawn to it.
Looking up, it made her hold her breath instantly!
What an unparalleled beauty!
The person before her had features as picturesque as a painting, with an unparalleled grace, truly deserving of the words “nation’s beauty, heavenly fragrance.”
She was bare-faced, with skin like snow, and on a cool, clear face, a pair of extremely lively eyes were set. Though her gaze was calm and unruffled, it seemed capable of captivating one’s soul, making one’s heart flutter.
Two delicate brows, slanting into her temples, added a touch of sharpness yet did not lose a woman’s tenderness.
She possessed natural beauty and a distant, ethereal temperament, dressed in a simple yet elegant martial attire, which made her appear even more heroic and spirited.
Nangong Pu She, peerlessly beautiful, cool as frost!
That day on Daming Lake, she was severely injured, her face pale and listless, and Shi Feixuan was busy attending to her, so she hadn't observed her appearance closely.
Today, seeing her true face.
Even a woman like Shi Feixuan couldn't help but be amazed, momentarily stunned.
She was among the top ranks of the rouge list, and considered her own beauty considerable, but standing before this woman, she felt a sense of dimness.
This was the grace of the top of the rouge list?
Truly like a Fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to the mortal world!
Shi Feixuan marveled in her heart.
Nangong Pu She also scrutinized Shi Feixuan, her gaze sweeping across her face.
This Miss Shi was also a peerless beauty.
She wore a light green dress, like a mountain breeze, or a lotus in water, untainted by dust, with an ethereal temperament.
The sword at her waist further highlighted her noble character.
Nangong Pu She nodded slightly.
Why were all the people around Brother Fahai such extraordinary individuals?