Martial Arts Crossover: Breaking the Rules Makes You Stronger, Female Benefactor, Please Wait

After a period of recuperation, her injuries have fully healed.

"Young master, come with me."

"Ok?"

Fahai frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"Where are you taking me?"

Wanwan said softly, "Little Master, you've made quite a few enemies along the way."

"Especially top-tier sects like Wudang."

"Wudang and Songshan have joined forces and have already rallied heroes from all walks of life to take action against you."

"In this martial arts world, there is no place for you in the righteous path."

"Why don't you come with me to the Yin Gui Sect?"

"Our Demonic Sect does not adhere to the rules and regulations of the righteous path."

"Moreover, the Yin Gui Sect is incredibly powerful, considered the strongest among the demonic sects, so there's absolutely no need to fear them."

"Only the Yin Gui Sect can truly protect you."

Fahai looked at Wanwan's sincere face and his heart softened, but he still shook his head.

Although the Yin Gui Sect is indeed a good place, and she is by my side.

But he still had matters to attend to at the Shaolin Temple.

At the very least, the formalities for returning to secular life must be completed first.

Otherwise, Old Man Taixu would definitely be furious again.

Chapter 47 Not a Discarded Disciple of a Sect

Unexpectedly, Wanwan suddenly burst into tears, her eyes filled with disappointment and sorrow.

Fahai was stunned. "What's wrong with you?"

"Are you bothered by my disdain for you, which is why you don't want to go to the Yin Gui Sect?"

Fahai was speechless for a moment, "What makes you say that?"

"Is it because I am the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect that you are unwilling to associate with me?"

"They don't even care about their own lives, and they're unwilling to go with me."

"They must be looking down on the Yin Gui Sect and on me, the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect."

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was true, and she was extremely heartbroken, as if her heart was being torn apart.

Fahai was both amused and exasperated, and could only shake his head, saying, "You're overthinking it."

"I still have my sect."

"what?"

Wanwan raised her head, her tears still wet, and stared at Fahai in astonishment.

"The sect that expelled you from its ranks?"

"That's hardly something to rely on."

These words made Wanwan even more upset.

Fahai was clearly abandoned by his sect, yet he now uses the excuse that he still has a sect.

It was clearly just an excuse he made up because he didn't want to go with her.

"You're just giving me the runaround again."

Looking at Wanwan's aggrieved face, Fahai was speechless.

Don't believe those rumors circulating in the martial arts world.

"I am not a dissident of the sect."

"Who has ever seen a disgraced disciple of a sect dressed like me in such fine attire?"

"I am actually a Shaolin disciple. My master is the current abbot of Shaolin, Taixu."

"I am a disciple of Abbot Taixu."

"The reason I haven't revealed my identity is that I want to gain experience in the martial arts world and don't want to use my sect's background."

"A... a Shaolin disciple? Taixu's disciple?!"

Wanwan was shocked. Her tears were still wet on her face, her red lips were slightly parted, and her face was full of surprise.

Shaolin Temple?

One of the most outstanding figures in the martial arts world, with unimaginable depth of knowledge!

Taixu is the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, a powerful and revered figure!

It turns out that Fahai's little monk was actually a disciple of a celestial being!

No wonder he remained calm and composed, and it's understandable why he was able to refuse the offer from the Dragon Guard Manor.

It turns out he wasn't afraid of Wudang at all.

So...you don't hate me?

Wanwan raised her eyes slightly and looked at Fahai. Her expression was shy, her eyes were filled with tears, and her face was slightly red. She looked like a pitiful person.

"How can you just leave after showing me such affection?"

"Go? Where can I go? I just wanted to see you."

Wanwan couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, but she still looked at him with some confusion.

"So what's in your eyes right now?"

Fahai looked down at Wanwan in his arms, his voice as gentle as water.

In that instant, Wanwan felt a tremor in her heart, as if she had truly transformed into a pool of spring water, nestled in his arms.

Her cheeks flushed, her shyness barely concealed.

"Then tell me, am I beautiful?"

"Even in heaven and on earth, you cannot find such beauty as yours."

The two smiled at each other, their affection for each other palpable.

Upon hearing these words, Wanwan leaned into Fahai's arms, her tenderness overflowing.

"Little monk, let me truly belong to you today."

【read!】

The atmosphere in the room was warm and tender. So close, she was breathtakingly beautiful, with a captivating and ethereal quality, like a fairy descended to earth. Fahai felt a surge of emotion, unable to contain himself. Wanwan was a natural beauty, especially her eyes, which shone with a captivating light, seemingly able to bewitch the soul. Even more enchanting was her nature—she loved and hated fiercely, and once she fell in love, she was utterly devoted. Even after being hurt, her devotion remained unchanged. If she gave her heart, everything else in the world would pale in comparison. How could anyone not love such a woman?

Fahai finally kissed her soft lips. Wanwan's heart raced, and she nervously closed her eyes. After a long while, their lips parted, and she was so shy that she didn't even dare to lift her head.

A moment of blissful bliss is priceless.

After a long while, the two lay nestled together. Fahai gently stroked her beautiful hair, its fragrance filling the air. Wanwan, blushing shyly, looked up at him, her eyes soft and sparkling like stars.

"Then... should I call you Little Master, or Little Monk?"

Fahai raised an eyebrow, then smiled slightly.

"Call Xianggong."

"My...husband," she murmured, her face flushed with embarrassment. Fahai nodded in satisfaction, stretched, and felt immensely pleased.

He suddenly understood Emperor Xuanzong's state of mind.

"Wanwan, you truly live up to your reputation as a demonic enchantress."

Unfortunately, this time, the enchantress ultimately fell into his grasp.

Wanwan blushed slightly and changed the subject:

"Husband, you are a Shaolin disciple, and even more so, a direct disciple of the sect leader."

"Shaolin is the leader of the righteous path, and it is its mission to slay demons and eliminate evil."

"But I am the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect."

"Our identities are opposed, and good and evil are incompatible. How should we conduct ourselves?"

Fahai smiled calmly and waved his hand, saying:

"Whether something is right or wrong is determined by one's own heart, not by the opinions of others."

"Just like those greedy people on Mount Wuliang, aren't they all from reputable and righteous sects?"

"And what kind of good people are they?"

"In my heart, you are the purest existence, that is righteousness."

"As for the words of outsiders, they are nothing but fleeting clouds."

Fahai gazed at Wanwan with unwavering determination.

A sweet feeling welled up in Wanwan's heart, as if she had tasted honey.

She stretched out her finger and gently tapped Fahai's chest.

"Such a sweet tongue, he's obviously not an honest monk."

Fahai smiled slightly, then his expression suddenly became serious.

“I am a very disciplined monk.”

"You little rascal, you have to help me cultivate."

After an unknown amount of time, the sky gradually brightened.

Wanwan gazed at Fahai with lingering reluctance.