The Ballad of Youth: Inheriting Daoji, Li Hanyi, the Escapee from Marriage

"Fine, go ahead and watch if you want. It's perfect... what do you think of those two guys? How strong do you think they are?"

Lu Yuzhai didn't dwell on Wushuang's overreaction. After seeing that the other party had also locked onto the target, he asked a question for reference.

"That white-haired uncle is very strong! His sword intent is very sharp; he must be a rare sword master!"

"I just don't know if someone at his level can be considered a sword immortal?"

"After all, even my master isn't a sword immortal, and I've never even seen a sword immortal before!"

"Wouldn't it be great to be able to fight him?"

He exclaimed excitedly, his eyes shining brightly.

It was this very statement of his that startled Lu Yuzhai.

You absolutely can't have that idea!

Wushuang is now the treasure of Wushuang City!

Although he is now stronger than his senior brother, others are not necessarily weaker than him!

Especially this white-haired guy; he hadn't even figured out his opponent's strength yet. If Wushuang were to rashly attack, WWW.23sk.com

If something happens, he'll be letting his master down!

"Wushuang! Listen to your senior brother and don't act impulsively!"

"If the other party is really after the golden coffin, then my senior brother will definitely fight him!"

"Therefore, at least until your senior brother has tested his strength, or until the other party is stronger than me, you are not allowed to make a move!"

"Your master called you out because it's time for you to gain some experience, but gaining experience doesn't mean sending you to your death, do you understand?"

Lu Yuzhai earnestly advised him, his words containing not only the task of keeping an eye on Wushuang assigned by his master, but also his own concern for his junior brother! After all, apart from their master Song Yan Hui teaching Wushuang martial arts, he, as the senior brother, had taken care of him in all other ways, and over time, they had developed feelings for each other!

"Tsk, okay, okay, stop nagging!"

"Don't worry, senior brother, I won't rush in recklessly. I don't want to die so young. How can I practice swordsmanship if I die?"

Hearing Wushuang say this, Lu Yuzhai finally felt relieved. However, he didn't know that the other party had another sentence he didn't say: if it was a battle where he was at least confident of escaping, then he would still charge!

"By the way, did you try to sense that crazy monk just now?"

"Besides that white-haired guy, I can't really figure out that mad monk either."

"But since he can sit at the same table with someone like that without any restraint, he must have some strength, right?"

Lu Yuzhai guessed this.

"That mad monk... I can't sense him!"

"Can't you feel it?"

"What do you mean?"

Lu Yuzhai was a little confused, because even he could sense that the mad monk was different from ordinary people.

Then, help the other person sit with the guy with white hair and a jade sword, and be able to communicate with each other.

That's why he guessed that the other party might also be very powerful, but why did Wushuang say that he couldn't feel anything?

"Indeed, I can't sense anything. To me, this mad monk is just an ordinary, unremarkable person."

"Hmm... let's not talk about why he was able to sit next to the white-haired uncle..."

"At least my feeling is that all his actions were natural and reasonable!"

"It's as if he's supposed to do it this way, don't you all feel the same way?"

Wushuang looked at the disciples beside her and her senior brother Lu Yuzhai and asked a question.

Lu Yuzhai shook his head, indicating that what he saw was completely different from what Wushuang saw.

"Really? That's very strange, and it really piques my curiosity!"

Upon seeing this, Wushuang showed an interested expression and was just about to say something.

Suddenly, he frowned, and then he saw several sword energies flash past below. In an instant, the previously aggressive crowd all fell to the ground, their fates unknown!

"Such a fast sword! I only counted to the third strike, and after that... I couldn't see anything anymore!"

Although Lu Yuzhai was a step slower than Wushuang, he noticed the burst of sword energy immediately because of his positioning.

He counted silently in his mind, and then, just as he had said above, his expression turned serious because he couldn't see his opponent's moves!

Yes, it was our white-haired immortal Mo Qixuan who made a move!

Just now, he had been staring intently at Li Xiuyuan, somewhat pressuring him to make a choice.

But who knew that those guys would show up at the worst possible time, disturbing his already tedious wait?

He was already annoyed, and then these lackeys jumped out and started whining, fantasizing about his young sect leader as if he were a beautiful woman or a treasure.

He couldn't stand it anymore!

Incidentally, and also to show Li Xiuyuan his strength so that the other party would have to "think it over" when making a choice, he used a little bit of his strength and knocked all these henchmen to the ground in just a few seconds!

"What a powerful sword! And who is this guy? Is he also here to steal the golden coffin?"

The appearance of the white-haired immortal Mo Qixuan inevitably made Tang Lian feel a little apprehensive!

Because the mid-level combat strength of Wushuang City and Xueyue City is very close, he and Lu Yuzhai are the senior brothers of the two cities respectively. Over the years, they have secretly competed with each other, but there have been times when they were evenly matched!

Therefore, since Lu Yuzhai couldn't see Mo Qixuan's sword clearly, Tang Lian's side was naturally in a difficult position as well.

Then, because of the sensitive nature of his current mission, and for some reason, many people are obsessed with the golden coffin.

So, just like when he faced Daoji, he immediately imagined the other party as a robber and remained constantly vigilant!

However, to put it bluntly, Tang Lian's constant guarding and defensive behavior did indeed have a self-amusing aspect to it.

He was just a junior who hadn't even reached the Free Realm, and Mo Qixuan never took him seriously from beginning to end!

For Mo Qixuan, the only exception to the mission of welcoming the young master back to the sect is Li Xiuyuan!

Therefore, although it was somewhat disrespectful and insulting, he didn't even bother to turn his body towards Tang Lian, and instead pointed the Cloud Dragon Sword, which he hadn't yet sheathed, at Li Xiuyuan on the table in front of him!

"Monk! I must have this golden coffin. If you don't stop me, everything will be fine."

"Otherwise... then don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

Mo Qixuan made no attempt to conceal his purpose. After he directly stated that the golden coffin was his target, Tang Lian behind him tensed up, pulled out a hidden weapon from behind her, and went into full alert!

Yes, the white-haired guy with the jade sword in front of us is different from those small fry before. He is very strong!

"Wait! You can't beat him! This guy was already quite famous more than a decade ago!"

At this moment, Xiao Se slowly walked to Tang Lian's side, took his hand, and the other party, out of trust, pulled his hand back with that force.

Do you know who he is from?

"Of course... Heaven Beyond the Heavens, the White-Haired Immortal!"

Because of Li Xiuyuan's interference, Baifa Xian did not meet Tang Lian first in the dilapidated temple, and Xiao Se did not waste time playing that betting game with him.

Even with all these unexpected events, Xiao Se still managed to reveal the White-Haired Immortal's identity. "Oh? You actually recognize me. And who are you from?"

"Heh, whatever, it doesn't matter who you are anymore, anyway... nothing can stop me from taking the golden coffin!"

To be honest, the cultivation levels of these people were as clear as transparent glass in Mo Qixuan's eyes.

Faced with the fact that Xiao Se knew his identity, all he could do was glance over there.

His top priority right now is still that mad monk!

"Ugh! All I want to do is quietly mooch some drinks, why does trouble always seem to come my way..."

Faced with Mo Qixuan's public questioning, Li Xiuyuan sighed softly and first stood up from his seat to stretch.

Then he slowly walked towards Xiao Se. His steps were unsteady, just like a drunkard. But it was precisely because of this impression that everyone was surprised. In the blink of an eye, the monk had already crossed dozens of meters and arrived at Xiao Se's side, and began to speak.

"Alas, Benefactor Mo, you are absolutely right! My encounter with these two lads was merely a chance meeting."

"At most, we made an agreement that they would provide me with food and drink along the way, and I would ensure their safe arrival in Snowmoon City."

"As for this golden coffin, it seems that it's really not my responsibility, and I have no reason to care about it."

Upon hearing Li Xiuyuan's words, Mo Qixuan, who had already turned around to face him, frowned.

He felt that the monk's words had a hidden meaning, but he couldn't quite grasp their true meaning at the moment.

"So you..."

Mo Qixuan asked tentatively.

"So, I, the monk, choose... to pay extra!"

"We need more money! We need more money!"

"You two brats, did you hear what I said? It's extra money! And it has to be good wine!"

It was abrupt, yet surprisingly reasonable; Li Xiuyuan's original resentment and sighs vanished at this moment, replaced by his usual cheerful demeanor.

Even Xiao Se was somewhat moved by Li Xiuyuan's acting skills and felt a sense of worry.

He was also thinking, "Could this monk really be treating their fellow monks as a transaction?"

Of course, he's not saying that he's trying to morally blackmail anyone, nor is he saying that friends have to do this or that. The main point is that if the other party really treats traveling together as a transaction, then even the playful banter along the way becomes just a performance.

Even if Xiao Se doesn't show it on the surface, he'll still feel uncomfortable inside...

Seeing that Li Xiuyuan had returned to his previous attitude, he didn't know why, but a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Even now, he realized that the mad monk in front of him was no weakling!

That's right, he was so caught up in the emotions that he completely forgot about this guy's methods!

With this guy's abilities, to put it arrogantly, a mere white-haired immortal from the Outer Heavens shouldn't be anything at all, right?

"Tang Lian, what are you still standing there for? You don't expect me to pay to save your own golden coffin, do you?"

To hide the uncontrollable smile on his lips, Xiao Se turned around and nudged Tang Lian with his shoulder.

Tang Lian was startled awake by these words and realized what Li Xiuyuan meant. She was overjoyed!

"Thank you, Master Daoji! If this escort mission is successfully completed, Tang Lian is willing to repay you with the Immortal Wine!"

"Once we arrive in Snowmoon City, Master Daoji can drink as much as he wants, as long as Tang Lian can provide it!"