Martial Arts, the Little Master of the Ancient Tomb, Becomes Stronger When You Drink

22: Chapter 22 Only children make choices; I want them all!Su Xuan pulled Mu Tingxue into the secret cultivation room, then triggered the mechanism to close the door.

”Xuaner, Mochou might be...”

”Mother, I know. I also know what Master is thinking.”

”Xuaner, then what is your intention?”

”Only children make choices, I want it all!”

Mu Tingxue rolled her eyes. ”You’re quite greedy, but your mother thinks the same way.”

”Then what should we do now? Mochou...”

Su Xuan thought for a moment and said, ”I’ll go find Mochou and bring her back.”

”But...” Seeing Su Xuan’s serious expression, Mu Tingxue knew she couldn’t stop him and could only nod. ”Alright then.”

”Xuaner, come back quickly once you find Mochou. The Jianghu is dangerous...”

”Alright, Mother. You should have faith in your son’s abilities~”

”It’s precisely because it’s you that I’m worried.”

”When do you set out?”

”I’ll leave in a moment...”

”So soon?!” Mu Tingxue’s beautiful eyes were full of reluctance.

In eighteen years, this was the first time her precious son was truly leaving the Ancient Tomb.

How could she bear to let go?

Mu Tingxue took out a small jade bottle from her bosom and placed it in Su Xuan’s hand. ”This is specially made jade bee nectar; it can neutralize at least ninety percent of the world’s toxins. Out there, Xuaner, you must be careful...”

”Especially remember, the more beautiful a woman is, the less she can be trusted.”

”You already have three; you mustn’t be greedy anymore!”

Su Xuan pulled Mu Tingxue into his arms and complained feignedly,

”Alright, Mother, why are you being so long-winded~”

”How dare you find your mother annoying? You’re asking for a beating!”

”Hehe.”

”Be at ease while you’re outside. I’ll handle Dragon Girl and your Master’s side. Mother will help you...”

”However, you know your Master’s temperament. It’s impossible until your martial arts surpass hers...”

Su Xuan quietly listened to Mu Tingxue’s instructions, responding softly every now and then.

Half an hour later, Su Xuan had already packed his bags and left the Ancient Tomb.

He did not say goodbye to Little Dragon Girl or Lin Chaoying.

Su Xuan didn’t like the atmosphere of parting; it was better to leave secretly.

It was just a pity that he had to leave right after finally being with Dragon Girl, before they even had time to be intimate...

When he returned next time, he would definitely have to make it up to her.

Mochou definitely hasn’t gone far yet; there’s still time to find her...

While leaving the Ancient Tomb this time, I can also look for some medicinal herbs to brew spiritual wine...

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One month later.

Near Dasheng Pass, in the nearby mountain forests.

Su Xuan, dressed in white and holding a wine gourd, rode a white horse as he wandered along a small path in the woods.

*Gulp~ Gulp~*

Su Xuan took two large gulps of wine, feeling a bit lost in his heart, not knowing where to go.

He had searched for a month, scouring everywhere near Zhongnan Mountain, but there was no sign of Li Mochou.

He had no choice but to search further away.

As he walked, he came to a fork in the road.

Looking at the two paths ahead, Su Xuan felt a bit of a headache.

He swore to himself that once he found Li Mochou, he would definitely spank her bottom raw.

Just then, the sound of fighting suddenly came from not far away.

”Huang Rong! Stop putting up a senseless struggle! Come back with us sooner to avoid physical suffering.”

”Hmph, you Mongols only know how to bully the old, the weak, women, and children. And you dare call yourselves an invincible Wolf Army? Bah!”

”You’re looking for death!!”

*Clang* *Clang* *Bang* ...

Hearing the noisy fighting nearby, Su Xuan’s brow furrowed slightly.

Huang Rong?!

Mongols?!

Having identified both parties, Su Xuan intended to leave directly.

So what if it was Huang Rong? She had nothing to do with him; why should he meddle in other people’s business?

He had serious business to attend to and no time to bother with others.

Immediately, Su Xuan steered his horse toward one of the paths.

On the other side.

Huang Rong was fighting alone against over twenty Mongol experts, but she was eventually overwhelmed.

*Bang*

Repelled by a blade strike, she slammed hard against a tree. Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth; she was seriously injured.

The leading Mongol expert showed a hint of triumph on his face.

”Take her away!”

Two Mongols then approached Huang Rong with grinning faces.

Watching the approaching Mongols, a trace of despair couldn’t help but well up in Huang Rong’s heart.

Just then, a streak of Sword Qi came whistling through the air.

*Swoosh*

Before the two Mongols could react, their heads were severed from their bodies.

The sudden turn of events left both sides somewhat at a loss.

The leading Mongol’s brow furrowed even tighter.

To be able to kill two of them without a sound, this person’s martial arts were very high.

”I wonder which expert has arrived? Why not come out and meet us? Hiding in the shadows is not the style of an expert.”

”I wouldn’t call myself an expert, but I’m enough to kill you.”

As soon as the words fell, Su Xuan, dressed in white, flew out from the side.

His movement technique was so fast that it left afterimages in the air.

Huang Rong (and the Mongols): Such handsome movement technique!

Once they saw Su Xuan’s appearance clearly, both the Mongols and Huang Rong were stunned.

So young?!

When did the Central Plains produce such a young expert?!

The leading Mongol felt somewhat wary.

This man who suddenly appeared did not come with good intentions!

The Mongol glanced at Huang Rong’s expression and confirmed that the two did not know each other.

Perhaps he was the Disciple of some hidden expert from the Central Plains who had just descended the mountain and wanted to play the hero saving the beauty.

With this in mind, the leading Mongol smiled and said,

”Young hero, you must be joking. To tell you the truth, this is Gang Leader Huang of the Beggars Sect. Gang Leader Huang has some entanglements with our Mongol Prince Kublai Khan, and today we have come to invite Gang Leader Huang back to resolve the dispute.”

”I hope the young hero will make things easy for us...”

The Mongol sneered inwardly. No matter how high your martial arts are, would you dare offend a Mongol Prince?

Su Xuan ignored the Mongol’s words, turned around, and looked at Huang Rong.

A yellow dress wrapped around her shapely figure. Her hair was slightly messy, her face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Very beautiful, very full-figured.

Su Xuan looked for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and said casually,

”I’ll help you deal with them. Afterward, help me with one thing and give me ten hundred-year-old medicinal herbs.”

Su Xuan thought about it; having people help him search would be faster than searching alone.

Beggars Sect Disciples are all over the world; it was clearly a good choice.

”Ten?!”

Huang Rong cried out in surprise.

Setting aside what that ’one thing’ was, just these ten hundred-year-old herbs were more than Huang Rong could bear.

You must know that hundred-year-old herbs are extremely rare and often unavailable regardless of price. Normally, buying one would cost at least several thousand taels of silver.

Ten would be tens of thousands of taels of silver. Even if she sold herself, she couldn’t come up with that much!

Moreover, having tens of thousands of taels of silver didn’t guarantee you could buy ten hundred-year-old herbs...

”If you won’t agree, then forget it.” Su Xuan waved his hand.

”You guys can take her away. Huang Rong is a top-tier beauty in the Great Song’s Jianghu; don’t you go acting like Saints...”

”You...” Hearing Su Xuan’s words, Huang Rong’s pretty face turned red with anger.

It wasn’t that she didn’t agree; how could this person kick her while she was down?

Looking at the Mongols who were like hungry wolves, then glancing at Su Xuan,

Huang Rong bit her lip and hardened her heart. ”I agree.”

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