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

72: Chapter 72 So it was you guys who were behind this!”Who? Which damn person wants to kill Xuaner?!” At this time, Li Mochou arrived late carrying the ice jade sword, ”Where is he? This Mother will slaughter him!”

Looking at Li Mochou whose chest was heaving with anger, Su Xuan’s mouth twitched, and he pulled her back, ”The person has already been killed by Grandmaster.”

As he spoke, he also helped Li Mochou tidy up her slightly messy collar, ”Why did you come out?”

Hearing this, the anger in Li Mochou’s heart dissipated by half. She patted away Su Xuan’s large hand and gave him a beautiful eye-roll, ”Someone wants to kill you, how could I just sit still?”

Su Xuan smiled. Looking at the women surrounding him, his heart felt warm.

In this life, having them is enough.

Suddenly thinking of something, Su Xuan paused and said, ”Master, the person who came seems to be Wang Chongyang.”

Ten years had passed, and Wang Chongyang’s hair was already completely white, his face showing signs of old age, but Su Xuan recognized him at a glance.

Hearing this, Lin Chaoying’s expression didn’t change at all, ”No matter who he is, if he wants to kill you, he must die!”

In her ethereal and calm words, there was an extraordinary dominance revealed.

Su Xuan’s heart felt warm, but he frowned, ”That’s not what I wanted to say...”

The women’s gazes fell on Su Xuan, a hint of confusion flashing in their eyes.

Su Xuan pinched his chin and said slowly, ”What I want to say is, how did Wang Chongyang know I was going to marry Master...”

”Hiss—”

Before he could finish, Su Xuan’s face turned bitter, and he clutched his lower back, only to find Lin Chaoying glaring at him ’fiercely’.

The expressions of the women nearby were a bit strange, their gazes constantly lingering between Su Xuan and Lin Chaoying.

Each had their own thoughts in their hearts.

Su Xuan naturally noticed the changes in the women’s expressions. His heart skipped a beat—he had let it slip. He quickly coughed twice to change the subject, ”Ahem, this matter is too suspicious. Someone must be making trouble behind the scenes.”

Su Xuan’s eyes shifted as he looked at Mu Tingxue, ”Mom, you guys go back to the Ancient Tomb first. Master and I will go investigate.”

Mu Tingxue originally wanted to say something, but seeing her precious son wink at her, she could only nod.

Taking the hands of the other three women, she prepared to walk into the Ancient Tomb.

Li Mochou had finally seen Su Xuan and was very reluctant to leave. She broke free, ran to Su Xuan’s side, hugged his arm, and pleaded, ”Xuaner, let me go with you, okay...”

Before she could finish, Lin Chaoying’s Phoenix eyes glared, ”Get back to the Confinement Room!”

Li Mochou’s face turned bitter. Although she was reluctant, she could only let go of Su Xuan’s arm and said dejectedly, ”Yes, Grandmaster.”

Then, Li Mochou walked toward the Ancient Tomb, looking back every few steps.

The four women entered the Ancient Tomb, and the stone door closed behind them.

Lin Chaoying finally breathed a sigh of relief and pinched Su Xuan’s waist again, ”This Master hasn’t agreed to marry you yet...”

Su Xuan smiled, ”It’s only a matter of time...”

”Rebellious Disciple, you...”

Su Xuan grabbed Lin Chaoying’s jade-like hand. Ignoring her resistance, he interlocked their fingers and shouted toward the sky, ”Little Eagle!”

”Chirp—”

Following a bird’s cry, Su Xuan pulled Lin Chaoying and stepped into the air, landing on Little Eagle’s back.

They soared into the sky, heading toward the Quanzhen Sect.

Halfway there, Lin Chaoying suddenly noticed something and pointed to a dark mass not far from Zhongnan Mountain, ”Xuaner, look, what is that?”

Su Xuan looked in the direction Lin Chaoying was pointing, his brow furrowing slightly, ”Mongol military flags?”

”Little Eagle, go over and take a look.”

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Once Little Eagle flew over the Mongol camp, Su Xuan and Lin Chaoying flew down and slipped inside.

Bypassing layers of guards, the two soon arrived outside the central command tent.

Su Xuan pulled Lin Chaoying to the side of the tent, listening to the conversation inside.

At this moment, inside the tent.

Kublai Khan pulled out a short knife stuck in the mutton, his gaze falling on Tang Shan below, ”Are you saying that Wang Chongyang is no longer a threat?”

The back of Tang Shan’s collar was already soaked. He said confidently, ”It’s absolutely true. The Sect Head of that Ancient Tomb Sect is not at all weaker than Wang Chongyang. Your subordinate is certain that as long as the Prince sends experts now and catches them off guard, they can definitely be killed.”

”By then, the Quanzhen Sect will belong to the Prince!”

Listening to Tang Shan’s account, Kublai Khan frowned.

If that were truly the case, it would be fine, but if Wang Chongyang was alright...

Rashly making a move and offending a Great Grandmaster would not be beneficial to him...

However, the Great Khan’s birthday was approaching, and the gifts had not yet been found. At that time, he would surely be a step behind the other Mongol princes...

Kublai Khan was no fool and naturally wouldn’t pin his hopes on Tang Shan alone.

He had also sent people to search for the whereabouts of those gifts over the past few days...

But not a single trace was found, as if they had vanished into thin air...

Other things were fine, but among the lost gifts was the golden wolf head he had spent a lot of effort to find...

Thinking about it, Kublai Khan’s gaze turned sharp, ”Fine, this Prince will believe you this once.”

”Zazuoer, take a few experts and go with him. Wait and see, and remember not to act rashly.”

If he could really take down the Quanzhen Sect, he would definitely stand out during the Great Khan’s birthday...

”Yes,” a fierce-looking man stepped out and said.

Kublai Khan’s gaze fell on Tang Shan again, ”If it’s really as you say, this Prince can overlook the matter of the gifts.”

”After this Prince takes over the Quanzhen Sect, you will be the new Sect Head...”

Hearing this, Tang Shan breathed a sigh of relief...

Just then, Tang Shan suddenly felt a chill down his back, followed by a force that was hard to resist.

He flew forward, crashing heavily in front of Kublai Khan, smashing the table in front of him to pieces.

Before the people in the tent could react, Su Xuan’s figure had already appeared in front of Kublai Khan, the tip of the xuantian sword pressed against Kublai Khan’s forehead as he said coldly,

”So it was you who were behind this!”

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