Although the feud between Tianmeng and the hidden Guojia family had been brought into the open, after the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, Master Situ did not choose to take immediate action…
The hidden martial arts world was already chaotic enough, and Master Situ had no intention of being manipulated. If he truly wiped out the hidden Guojia family, it would likely spark another wave of turmoil. The more chaotic the hidden martial arts world became, the easier it would be for certain individuals to muddy the waters and confuse the truth.
Of course, not wiping out the Guojia family did not mean doing nothing at all!
Master Situ, alone, severely injured several elders of the hidden Guojia family. Even Guo Hongguang, who had nearly reached the Tianling Realm, was defeated in a single move by the old master!
Without any embellishment, a seemingly light palm strike almost crippled the head of the hidden Guojia family. Everyone gained a new understanding of the Tianmeng Sect Leader’s strength. No wonder Tianmeng could rival the Guardian Temple!
One man alone was enough to sweep away an entire hidden aristocratic family—only the word “terrifying” could describe such power.
The forces behind the hidden Guojia family did not step forward, or perhaps from the beginning, the hidden Guojia family was merely a discarded pawn. Only a fool would recklessly serve as someone else’s weapon.
Since Tianmeng had not taken action, other factions, even if they disliked the hidden Guojia family, would still hesitate. After all, the origins of the Blood Cold Master were still unclear. If he truly had close ties with the hidden Guojia family, being targeted by such a powerful figure was definitely not a pleasant prospect.
The original goal of the Ancient Martial Arts Conference had been achieved. After all, following the recent upheaval, both the hidden world and the Guardian Temple had unveiled their mysterious veils. However, an unwritten rule had formed within the hidden martial arts world: experts who surpassed the Innate Realm were not allowed to interfere in worldly affairs.
It was no wonder such a rule existed. Take the Dark Gate, for example—it was the emperor of the entire underground empire in the north. However, if experts at the Tongling Realm or even the Tianling Realm wanted to cause trouble for the Dark Gate, they could probably destroy that vast underground empire in mere minutes.
It had already been several days since returning to Linjiang. Spending every day with the girls by his side gave Xiao Yufan an indescribable sense of ease and contentment…
“Ah, people say that comparing people leads to death, and comparing goods leads to being thrown away. You have so many beautiful women around you, while I remain all alone. Such a scene only adds to my sorrow!”
Basking in the sunlight, Xiao Yufan squinted his eyes lazily, only to sense someone suddenly appear beside him. A slightly complaining voice then reached his ears. This guy had been lingering for so long—still hadn’t left yet.
“If you revealed your identity as the young master of the hidden Hong family, countless women would throw themselves into your arms. Unfortunately, you possess such an impressive aura but don’t know where to apply it!”
“I have no interest in ordinary, superficial beauties. Matters of the heart cannot be rushed!”
Hong Zhong was speechless. This guy really had no idea how difficult it was for others—he was surrounded by beauties of the highest caliber, completely oblivious to the bitterness and frustration of people like them.
“Decided to stay in China for now and not return to Britain?”
Xiao Yufan had no interest in arguing over this point. Although Hong Zhong carried the arrogance of a noble heir, he lacked the flamboyance of a spoiled young master. In fact, he was quite an anomaly—otherwise, the two of them could never have become friends.
“Life in Britain is too comfortable. I prefer a more exciting lifestyle. The martial arts world in China is becoming increasingly fascinating. If I missed out on all this, I’d feel like I’d lost a fortune!”
Sitting down casually, Hong Zhong’s lips curled into a faint smile. He wasn’t sure whether staying in China was the right decision, but his gut told him that life here would be more thrilling than in Britain. He had never been fond of that dull, monotonous lifestyle anyway.
“Indeed, the hidden martial arts world in China is far more exciting, but haven’t you sensed even a hint of danger?”
Although Xiao Yufan hadn’t known Hong Zhong for long, he understood his personality well enough. Since the latter had made up his mind to stay in China, Xiao Yufan didn’t bother to interfere with whatever he intended to do.
“Heroes emerge in times of chaos—the more dangerous it is, the more exciting it gets!” Hong Zhong licked his upper lip, his eyes gleaming with an unusual light.
“Suit yourself. But I’m just curious—how did the hidden Hong family allow you, their future heir, to stay in China? Don’t they fear that someone might use you to blackmail the Hong family?”
It had to be admitted that Hong Zhong’s talent was no joke. Reaching the Post-Heaven Realm without external assistance, if he were placed within the Guardian Temple, he might already rival the likes of Nuo Tiangong and Ye Kong.
“Hehe, staying in China, I still have your protection, right? Who would dare to stir up trouble on the territory of the Young Master of Tianmeng?”
Hong Zhong chuckled awkwardly, his eyes filled with expectation as he looked at Xiao Yufan. In essence, he was silently begging for shelter and protection…
“Get lost! You’re not a woman, so I have no interest in you. I suggest you rein in your nobleman’s temper, or else don’t blame me if you really end up dead!”
Xiao Yufan couldn’t help but feel a headache. For a moment, he sincerely hoped this guy would leave China—it was just another source of trouble for him. Not to mention, the old master of the hidden Hong family had once sought him out. If something happened to Hong Zhong, Xiao Yufan naturally couldn’t stand idly by.
After all, that Spirit Awakening Pill had greatly benefited him. Not to mention, Hong Zhong had stood up for him and convinced Old Master Hu to let Yingluo stay in China. That alone was a significant favor. He couldn’t possibly ignore Hong Zhong’s well-being.
The problem was, was Hong Zhong really the kind of person who could stay out of trouble?
On the very first day he returned to China, he had already provoked a few guys like Gong Hao. Honestly, Xiao Yufan wasn’t sure whether letting him stay would bring even more headaches. But seeing Hong Zhong’s crestfallen expression, he said nothing more.
“Brother Xiao, you are charming and extraordinary, truly unparalleled in the world—like a modern-day Chen Shiming! Hmph, no, more like a modern-day…”
“Speak plainly!”
Before Hong Zhong could finish, Xiao Yufan had already cut him off. This guy didn’t seem like the type to flatter others—it was obvious he had something he wanted to ask for.
“You see, my cultivation is only at the early Post-Heaven stage. If someone targets me one day, it’ll only bring trouble to you. So, could you teach me a few ancient martial arts techniques to defend myself? Then I wouldn’t have so many worries in the future!”
Hong Zhong coughed awkwardly, chuckling as he recalled how dazzling Xiao Yufan’s martial arts techniques had been during the Ancient Martial Arts Conference. Naturally, Hong Zhong had also set his sights on those ancient martial arts techniques that far surpassed the national martial arts standards. With such powerful techniques, he could even hold his ground against experts at the peak of the Post-Heaven stage.
Xiao Yufan’s lips twitched violently. He was momentarily speechless. Did this guy actually think ancient martial arts techniques were something you could just buy off the street? After all, even hidden aristocratic families might not possess a single complete martial arts manual. And now this guy was casually asking for three or four sets…
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