The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

An Qingwan chuckled and said, "Uncle Lin, you're still young, not old at all."

Lin Dianshi then changed the subject: "When do you plan to leave?"

An Qingwan said, "Now."

"Now?!" Lin Dianshi was taken aback for a moment. "That's right, it'll be dark if you leave too late. I'll see you off then."

An Qingwan did not refuse: "I will have to trouble you, Uncle Lin, to help me spread the word. Just say that I am leaving Zhen'an County to challenge the Iron-Clad Ancestor of the Iron-Clad Gang."

Lin Dianshi immediately agreed.

An Qingwan left quietly.

Only Lin Dianshi was there to see him off.

She was afraid that if this matter got out, everyone from the county government would come.

With more people and more tasks, time will be wasted, and trouble may even arise.

"Though mountains are high and rivers are long, the ends of the earth are not far. Farewell, until we meet again!"

Lin Dianshi clasped his hands in a fist salute, watching as two figures, one in black and one in white, disappeared into the dust like fluttering butterflies.

After a long while, he sighed.

He originally didn't care much about the martial world.

But now that An Qingwan has plunged headlong into the martial arts world, he can't help but wonder just how much of a stir she can make.

Humans are creatures that are easily moved by emotions.

……

Spring rain, as soft as butter, gently caresses the mountains and fields.

In a dilapidated temple by the roadside.

A group of more than a dozen people sat in a circle. Judging from their clothes and appearance, they seemed to be merchants traveling on a long journey and martial arts masters accompanying them.

In the center of the crowd, firewood crackled and burned brightly.

Around the firewood, people sat chatting animatedly.

"I heard people say at the market that two major events have occurred in the martial arts world these past two days."

"What's the big deal?"

"The first thing is that the Poison Master is dead."

"The Poison Taoist who roams the northern deserts?"

"That's right. The reason why that poison Taoist has been able to remain at large is because there were originally four of them, but they only claimed to be one. This time, they died in Zhen'an County."

These words immediately startled those around them.

"Master Chen, you must be joking."

"That's the Poison Taoist! Who in Zhen'an County could kill him?"

Master Chen, dressed as a martial arts instructor, shrugged: "I don't know about that. The second thing is quite a coincidence. It also happened in Zhen'an County. A few days ago, a woman named An Qingwan from Zhen'an County captured Wu Qingcheng, the deputy leader of the Ironclad Gang, and now she is even saying that she wants to challenge the Ironclad Ancestor."

Immediately, exclamations of amazement arose from all sides.

"These are indeed major events."

"Wu Qingcheng has a great reputation in Xiaoxiang, but in the end he is only a second-rate expert. He is far from being as good as the Iron-Clad Ancestor. After defeating Wu Qingcheng, he dared to say that he would challenge the Iron-Clad Ancestor. Isn't that a bit presumptuous?"

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."

"Haha, we'll just watch the show."

Master Chen laughed heartily.

Just then, the light in the dilapidated temple suddenly dimmed a little.

Everyone turned around and saw that two people had appeared at the door at some unknown time.

They were two young women.

Too young, too beautiful.

She was born with a face like a white fox, half alluring and half noble, her arched eyebrows now slightly furrowed, hiding her sorrow.

The other woman had a thick black cloth tied over her eyes, covering most of her face, but upon closer inspection, she seemed even more beautiful than the woman next to her. Her face was expressionless, as deep as an ancient well.

"Excuse me, everyone, we're just here to take shelter from the rain too."

The blindfolded woman cupped her hands in greeting, then, led by another woman, went to a corner of the dilapidated temple.

The two put down their luggage, dusted off the ground, sat down gracefully, and then started a fire.

During this time, no one from the caravan spoke.

They felt as if they were in a fog.

Such a beautiful woman has appeared in this dilapidated temple... Could it be that I've encountered a fox spirit in the mountains?

One of the young men stood up and, looking dazed, was about to walk over.

Master Chen pulled him back.

"Nonsense!"

The young man said helplessly, "Master, I just went to say hello and get to know you. I didn't have any other bad intentions."

Master Chen said, "Have you forgotten how I taught you all this time?"

The young man scratched his head.

Master Chen lowered his voice and said, "When traveling the world, there are four types of people you should never provoke unless absolutely necessary."

These words immediately attracted the attention of others around them.

Which four types of people?

Master Chen said, "The elderly, children, the sick, and the disabled—these four types of people may seem harmless, but that's only in appearance. If they didn't have some real skills, how would they dare to roam the martial world?"

rational.

One of those two women was blind, wasn't she?

One merchant asked, "But that's not entirely true. Some people are just unlucky and have to leave whether they want to or not."

Master Chen added, "So, we still need to see and listen."

"How do you see it? How do you hear it?"

“Look, look at their hands and feet, look at their gait; listen, listen to their breathing, listen to their footsteps. Did you hear any footsteps when those two women came in just now?”

The group looked at each other, puzzled. Strangely enough, they hadn't heard any footsteps.

Master Chen's expression was solemn: "They walk with ease and upright steps, yet make no sound at all. Only someone with extremely high-level lightness skills can do that. The fact that they can do this while just traveling normally shows that their skill is among the best. It's a blessing that such people don't bother us; we must not provoke them."

The young man was so ashamed after being scolded like that that he couldn't lift his head.

"Master Chen, no wonder you've been traveling the world for twenty years without ever getting into trouble. You're truly a master."

Master Chen said with a sigh, "If you're not careful, you won't survive long in this world."

Everyone agreed.

Although I was very curious about the identities of the two women in the corner, I didn't dare to investigate further, or even look at them.

At this moment, Jin Xueyi nudged An Qingwan.

"Those people are incredibly gossipy, and quite annoying."

An Qingwan calmly poked at the pile of firewood: "Let them say what they want, they don't mean any harm anyway."

"You are generous."

"I don't like trouble, so I almost never go looking for trouble."

An Qingwan smiled.

But soon, the smile on her face disappeared.

"Someone's here again."

The people who came this time were armed and seemed to have quite a temper.

PS: Thanks to Hanxi for the razor blade.

Ten, you want to challenge me?

The rain was noisy, and since Master Chen and the others were focused on what they had just said, they only realized that more people had come when the people outside the dilapidated temple shouted and entered.

Greetings, everyone.

Master Chen was the first to bow.

He looked around for a moment and found that there were more than thirty people coming.

It's really strange, why are there so many people on the street today?

"Let's move to the side."

Master Chen said that he did not want to get into arguments with others.

In business, harmony is paramount, and for a bodyguard like him, it's best to avoid actively seeking trouble.

But before anyone else could respond, his disciple nervously tugged at his left arm.

"Master, this is bad."

Without his disciple needing to say anything, Master Chen realized the problem at this point.

The thirty-odd people who walked in from outside all turned their gazes to his disciple, their eyes full of mockery.

"Weren't you so cocky? Didn't you say you weren't afraid even if I invited the altar master? Daring to interfere in my affairs, come on, today I'll see if you're afraid!"

The speaker was a man with a noticeable scar near his eye, short hair standing on end, and a fierce look like that of a tiger or leopard.

Master Chen's expression changed drastically. He quickly turned to his disciple beside him and said, "You beast, what sins have you committed this time?"

The young disciple was completely panicked.

“Master, I really didn’t do anything wrong. Back in Nanlu County, I went to the market to buy some things and saw him and another person dragging a respectable woman down the street. I stepped in to stop them and beat them up. They then threatened me, saying they were from the Taiqing Dao and that I had disturbed their ritual, so they would definitely teach me a lesson. I just thought they were trying to intimidate me, but who knew, who knew…”

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

Master Chen stared at his disciple for a long while, then suddenly let out a long sigh.

Now that things have come to this, how can he criticize his disciple? Is it wrong to act chivalrously?

The only thing to blame is the state of the world.

Master Chen stood up: "One person does the deed and one person takes the blame. It was my disciple and I who offended you. If you want trouble, just come after the two of us. This matter has nothing to do with the others in the temple, so let them leave first."

The merchants were all terrified and turned pale. When they heard what Master Chen said, they quickly nodded.

"Walk?"

Scarface laughed heartily.

"No one from this temple is leaving today, brothers, let's move!"

More than thirty people rushed out.

Only one person, dressed as a Taoist priest and wearing a crane-feather cloak, stood expressionless in the same spot; presumably, he was the altar master.

Master Chen was shocked, but faced with such a situation, he had no choice but to confront it head-on.

In fact, when it comes to one-on-one combat, his martial arts skills are quite commendable, at least no worse than those of the Taiqing Taoists.

Unfortunately, there were too many people on the other side, and he had to protect both his disciples and the merchants. After only a few exchanges, he was already injured.

"Miss An, would you like to go out and help?"

Jin Xueyi asked An Qingwan, who was sitting opposite her.

An Qingwan said, "Didn't you just think they were being noisy and want to cause them trouble? Why are you helping them now?"

Jin Xueyi blinked: "That was just now, and this is now. That person was a bit frivolous, but he did have a chivalrous heart. Besides, even without this incident, I would have liked to teach Taiqingdao a lesson."

An Qingwan asked, "Do you have a grudge against this Taiqing Dao?"