Martial Arts Crossover: Breaking the Rules Makes You Stronger, Female Benefactor, Please Wait

Such a monster must be eradicated!

Before he truly rises to power, we must annihilate him completely! We must never allow him to reach the Celestial Realm! Now that the sect leader is in seclusion, it's the perfect time to make our move!

Just as they were pondering this, a Wudang disciple suddenly rushed over in a panic, panting heavily.

"problem occurs!"

"Something happened!"

"Elder, someone has broken in!"

"What?" Chongxu slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly, burning with rage.

"How dare you trespass on Wudang Mountain!"

Inside the Zhenwu Hall, everyone was astonished, including Song Qingshu.

Who dares to set foot in Wudang?

Doesn't he know that there is a celestial being guarding the mountain?

Is this a suicide attempt?

"Elder, the intruder... is a woman."

"A woman?" The crowd's expressions darkened further, and they immediately rushed out of the hall. A woman in white, a sword at her waist, appeared, descending from the sky. Behind her, a pile of Wudang disciples lay dead.

"who are you?"

"Minister Nangong has come to seek guidance from the Wudang masters!"

Despite the tense atmosphere outside, Fahai remained calm and composed.

So what if I'm tenth on the Prodigy Ranking? With the system at my disposal, this is just the beginning.

Let alone celestial beings, even terrestrial immortals are not necessarily out of reach.

Compared to the glory on the list, it was that old man Su Xinghe who gave him a bigger headache.

Wu Yazi had entrusted the entire legacy of the Xiaoyao Sect to Fahai, including his extraordinary talent. Now that Wu Yazi was dead, Su Xinghe was immersed in refined pursuits and had long since abandoned martial arts. As for his disciples, their talents were mediocre, and they were simply not up to the task of supporting the Xiaoyao Sect.

Only Fahai has the potential to revive the sect.

But he has no intention of taking on this responsibility.

Chapter 54 Drunken Immortal Abode

Lingjiu Palace is fine, after all, it's full of experts and beauties.

But now the Free and Unfettered Sect is nothing more than a dilapidated sect.

Fahai had his sights set on the martial world and didn't want to be dragged down by this mess.

In the end, after much persuasion, he finally got Su Xinghe to agree.

He agreed to find another successor for the Xiaoyao Sect.

Su Xinghe reluctantly gave up.

After escaping, Fahai originally planned to return to Shaolin Temple first.

Think about it, the reason for leaving the mountain this time is to break the rules and increase your strength.

Currently, half of the nine precepts remain unbroken.

Once back at Shaolin Temple, it won't be so easy to break the rules.

Therefore, Fahai decided to continue his travels in the martial arts world.

This time, however, Xu Zhu and Wan Wan had already returned to their respective teams, leaving him all alone.

Nothing happened along the way until we passed through a town.

Suddenly, my ears twitched, catching some noise.

It sounded like hitting or yelling?

"Two beggars, they've got some nerve, daring to steal!"

"Grab them and break their legs!"

Fahai stopped and looked back.

Two people were being chased behind him, an old beggar and a young beggar.

The two men were holding several white eagle eggs in their arms.

"Old Huang, run faster!" the little beggar in front shouted back.

Before he could finish speaking, he bumped into someone.

"Sorry, brother."

The little beggar apologized as he tried to walk around the beggar.

I caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of my eye, and my eyes stung.

Upon closer inspection, it was a bald head!

No wonder it's so bright; the sunlight is so bright that you can't even open your eyes.

Huh? A monk? And a handsome monk at that?

The little beggar was startled, as if he had remembered something.

"Young Master, why aren't we retreating?" the old beggar said, catching up with him, panting.

Seeing that he was standing still, the old beggar became a little anxious.

But the little beggar laughed, "Little master, don't Buddhist disciples preach compassion?"

"We're short of money for a meal, why don't you do a good deed and help us pay for it?"

"I, Xu Fengnian, will definitely repay you handsomely," Old Huang quickly replied, his face showing grievance.

"Sir, we haven't eaten for days."

"Please have some compassion and treat us to something hot."

"Don't worry, my master has plenty of money and won't treat you unfairly."

Is the young master the beggar is referring to Xu Fengnian?

Upon hearing the name, Fahai raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest rising in his heart.

Judging from his disheveled appearance, he's even resorting to stealing eggs.

It was probably during his first trip, riding a poor horse, drinking yellow wine, and traveling six thousand miles.

What an unexpected turn of events. To encounter another chosen one under these circumstances. He had previously sensed a faint yet incredibly powerful aura emanating from Old Huang—far beyond his current capabilities. Such a master, disguised as a filthy old beggar, must possess extraordinary origins and hidden secrets. He never imagined the person he met would be Xu Fengnian, the heir of the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion of the Li Yang Dynasty. His groom was none other than Jian Jiu Huang, Huang Zhentu! No wonder he suddenly became entangled with him; it seemed he had already seen through his identity. Although rumors circulated that Xu Fengnian was a complete good-for-nothing wastrel, even described as the ultimate scoundrel of the Tang Dynasty, Fahai knew perfectly well that this man was merely feigning weakness. In terms of methods, charisma, and political maneuvering, Xu Fengnian was second to none. A disciple of the Spring and Autumn Period's Poisonous Scholar Li Yishan, he appeared unrestrained and dissolute, but in reality, he was a man of profound learning and a heart full of wisdom.

Arrogance and spoiled nature are true, as is a deep and calculating mind. Xu Fengnian certainly cannot be called a gentleman. There are few truly good people in the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion. Among them are many vicious thugs who kill at the drop of a hat. Even the loyal Lu Qiu'er bullies wives and daughters of ordinary people in the streets, a despicable scoundrel. Xu Fengnian is naturally no better.

But just based on everything he did for that little girl.

Not to mention that in the end, he spared no expense, even at the cost of the royal palace, to mobilize 300,000 border troops to fight the Northern Barbarians to the death.

This also earned Fahai some respect for him.

Even more coincidentally, it was Nangong.

In the original novel, she was the only woman to marry Xu Fengnian.

But in the current situation, this woman of unparalleled beauty is controlled by Fahai.

This situation is pleasing.

If Nangong wants to improve his cultivation, he will most likely have to return to the Tingchao Pavilion of the Northern Liang King's Mansion.

If I could establish contact with Xu Fengnian, I might be able to lend Nangong a helping hand.

But that seemingly insignificant old beggar, Jian Jiuhuang, is actually the real big shot!

A being capable of contending with beings at the Celestial Realm!

When he returned to Beiliang after his travels, he mastered the final move, "Six Thousand Miles".

There might even be a chance to challenge that old monster Wang Xianzhi!

That will be the battle atop Emperor Wu's city wall.

Sword Nine and Yellow Five unleashed a series of sword strikes, displaying all eight sword techniques!

Wang Xianzhi used one hand to deal with the situation, enduring a total of six kings' eight moves!

Finally, Jian Jiuhuang's sixth sword, "Six Thousand Miles Like a Hanging Milky Way Poured Down for a Thousand Miles," directly severed Wang Xianzhi's right sleeve.

Wang Xianzhi attacked with all his might, but Jian Jiuhuang, wielding his sword with one hand, broke through forty-nine moves in a row until he was exhausted and died.

His tendons and veins were severed, yet he sat cross-legged on the city wall, his head facing north, his body remaining upright even in death.

This refers to a sword in Western Shu called Sword Nine Yellow.

Just as Fahai was in a daze, the pursuers arrived and surrounded Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang.

"Where do you want to escape to?"

"How dare you steal from Zuixianju!"

"Who are you calling a thief?"

"We paid for it!"

"See that? This is my brother. He's generous; he's treating!" Xu Fengnian patted Fahai on the shoulder without any hesitation. Fahai snapped out of his daze and saw everyone looking at him, even Xu Fengnian and Jian Jiuhuang, who looked expectant. He couldn't help but chuckle. "They really are my friends," he said, taking out a silver ingot and handing it to the group. Only then did they let Xu Fengnian and Old Huang go. The two secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a huge loss! I should have stolen a chicken to eat."

Xu Fengnian muttered something under his breath.

"Thank you, young master. May I ask your esteemed name?"

"I am a poor monk, Fahai."

"Fahai?"