Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

In the dirty and messy alley, there was a small shop selling cheap food in the front and a few simple guest rooms in the back.

A down-on-his-luck man often came here to drink at night because he could see the huge mansion next to the alley from here. He wanted to see the lone lamp in the small building in the back garden of the mansion.

When Jiang Fengyue returned to Baoding City and came here for a drink, Li Xunhuan was no longer there.

All that was left in this place was a hunchback wiping a table with a tattered rag.

"Check-in!"

"Signed in with Sun Tuozi successfully, gained three years of internal energy."

Jiang Fengyue asked calmly, "Where did Li Xunhuan go?"

Sun Tuozi sighed, "He hasn't been here for two nights."

Jiang Fengyue's expression was solemn. He left a silver ingot and got up to leave.

Xingyun Manor was indeed small in size but high in walls, making it extremely difficult for anyone with ill intentions to climb over the walls and enter.

But Jiang Fengyue swept lightly through the alley and entered Xingyun Manor.

There is no wall in this world that can stop him.

After passing through the winding courtyard and the covered corridor, Jiang Fengyue finally saw that the lights in the front hall of Xingyun Manor had been turned on again.

Behind the screen, the silhouettes of three people could be vaguely seen.

The three men appeared to be raising their glasses to drink, and they seemed quite amicable.

Jiang Fengyue looked over the screen and saw them.

Jiang Fengyue recognized two people at the table: Li Xunhuan and Long Xiaoyun.

Long Xiaoyun disappeared after the Plum Blossom Thief incident. Now he dares to reappear at Xingyun Manor. Isn't he afraid that Li Xunhuan will come looking for revenge?

But Li Xunhuan not only didn't seek revenge, he even drank with him at the same table.

However, if others saw the bitter smile on Li Tanhua's face, they would surely understand what was going on.

Jiang Fengyue stood in front of the wine table.

Long Xiaoyun seemed to have anticipated his arrival, showing no fear whatsoever. On the contrary, he drank his wine even more heartily, and his smile became even more intense.

There was another person at the table, a beggar who looked crazy, dressed in rags and covered in mud.

"Check-in!"

"Signing in with Hu Bugui successfully, you have gained five years of internal energy."

When Li Xunhuan saw Jiang Fengyue, he could only smile bitterly, as if blaming himself for doing something that had implicated others again.

Jiang Fengyue smiled slightly and said, "I've arrived."

Li Xunhuan said, "You shouldn't have come."

Jiang Fengyue said, "But I still came."

Long Xiaoyun burst into laughter and said, "Since you're here, why don't you sit down and have a drink? Does Brother Jiang not consider me a friend?"

Jiang Fengyue still had a smile on his face, but instead of sitting down to drink, he overturned the entire table.

He said coldly, "Anyone who has a friend like Master Long is destined to be unlucky for life."

Hu Bugui jumped up from his chair and shouted, "Don't ever think of me as Long Xiaoyun's friend. I helped him this time only because I owed him a favor. After this, I have nothing to do with him anymore."

Another favor owed. How many people in the world owe Master Long a favor, and how many dirty deeds must they do for him to repay it?

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "If that's the case, then you helped him capture Li Xunhuan."

Long Xiaoyun laughed and said, "I invited my own brothers over for drinks, how can you call it an arrest?"

Jiang Fengyue said, "You knew I would come today."

Long Xiaoyun said, "I am already honored that Brother Jiang has graced me with his presence. Let me offer you another cup of wine so that I may see you on your way."

His face no longer held a smile, but instead a sinister and resentful expression, as if he resented Jiang Fengyue for killing his son and taking away everything he had in Xingyun Manor.

Jiang Fengyue glanced coldly at Hu Bugui and said, "Him??"

Long Xiaoyun said in a gloomy tone, "Brother Hu, he seems to look down on you."

Hu Bugui slowly walked out and sighed, "Brother, you are still so young. It's just a pity that you met me today."

As he spoke, Hu Bugui made his move. His speed was astonishing, and he was close to Jiang Fengyue in an instant.

His hand landed on Jiang Fengyue's shoulder, and with a gentle squeeze, these two simple movements contained several extremely terrifying martial arts techniques of the contemporary martial arts world.

Hu Bugui used the authentic "Eighteen Falling Techniques of the Internal Martial Arts," and anyone who was touched by him would find it difficult to escape.

He then used the "Seventy-Two Styles of Capturing Hands" from Wudang to try and seal Jiang Fengyue's pulse points.

Unfortunately, Jiang Fengyue was not susceptible to acupoint striking, and compared to internal strength, let alone the Eighteen Falling Techniques, even a master of internal martial arts like Master Xinhu could not gain any advantage against him.

Jiang Fengyue gripped Hu Bugui's hand tightly on his shoulder with his right hand.

Hu Bugui tried to pull his hand away, but it was too late. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

His face showed terror; no one had ever exerted such overwhelming power on him in decades.

In the chaos, Jiang Fengyue grabbed his hand, a hand brimming with internal energy, and swung him away, sending him crashing to the ground.

Long Xiaoyun's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that even a seasoned martial arts master like Hu Bugui couldn't defeat Jiang Fengyue.

He roared, "Hu Bugui, do you think you can be so easily defeated by him?"

Hu Bugui slowly stood up from the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care at all. He just pretended to pat the dust off his clothes, since he could never get rid of all the dust and mud on his clothes anyway.

Long Xiaoyun's smile returned. He had always said that Hu Bugui couldn't possibly be defeated so easily. This so-called indestructible madman would keep moving forward as long as he had a breath left.

Hu Bugui laughed loudly, looking up at the sky, "Long Xiaoyun, you'd better pray for yourself."

As he spoke, the other person walked towards the door, seemingly having no intention of getting involved in Long Xiaoyun's affairs anymore.

Long Xiaoyun's eyes widened angrily, "What do you mean by this?"

Hu Bugui didn't mean anything by it, because he hadn't even taken a few steps before he collapsed. Let alone responding to Long Xiaoyun's words, it was impossible for him to even stand up.

The fact that his "Eighteen Falling Techniques" were broken indicates that Jiang Fengyue used her internal force to completely overwhelm him. Jiang Fengyue's powerful internal force had completely destroyed Hu Bugui's meridians in the brief exchange between the two.

Long Xiaoyun was stunned. He was still wondering what trick Hu Bugui was up to, but before he could think any further, Jiang Fengyue walked up to him with a smile on her face.

Forget about avenging his son's death; he himself might very well meet his end here today.

Long Xiaoyun knelt down with a thud and cried out, "Hero Jiang, Master Jiang, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please spare my life..."

Jiang Fengyue's eyes were icy cold.

Long Xiaoyun turned around and knelt before Li Xunhuan, crying out, "Brother, save me!"

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that Li Xunhuan was his sworn brother.

Li Xunhuan sighed deeply and murmured, "Brother, I would never have the heart to kill you, but I am now completely powerless. If anyone wants to kill you, I cannot stop them."

Jiang Fengyue smiled and asked, "Does Scholar Li want him dead?"

Li Xunhuan looked pained and shook his head with a bitter smile, saying, "I know you won't let him go, but I don't want to put you in a difficult position, so..."

Jiang Fengyue said, "I'm going to take Li Tanhua to see someone. After seeing that person, I'm afraid Li Tanhua will be eager to kill him with his own hands."

……

Outside Baoding city, in a remote and desolate area, there was a dilapidated little courtyard.

Long Xiaoyun stood motionless in front of the courtyard gate.

Someone in the courtyard seemed to have sensed something, and poked their head out from the doorway. Upon seeing that it was Long Xiaoyun, they were overjoyed and came out to greet him.