Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Ma Zhan understood Zheng Xiaoqiao's expression and asked, "How long will it take?"

"Depending on the volume of the river water, I estimate it will take at least a day to temporarily subdue it. Complete control will take three to six months."

Ma Zhan nodded, stood up, clasped his fists, and said to the five people behind him: "I may have to apologize to you all, Xiao Qiao wants to conquer the Wangchuan Water here, and I want to protect her.

It will take at least one day. If you stay, Qinghu is willing to give you a long black gold spear as a day's reward.

If I leave now, Qinghu will have no complaints. If we meet again, and if you all wish, we can still be teammates."

Ma Zhan's expression was serious and his tone was sincere. He told his teammates his thoughts sincerely. Ma Zhan thought, it's impossible for Zizi and Zheng Xiaoqiao to take all the benefits and let the others run with them.

As Ma Zhan finished speaking, Liu Nange's face darkened as he said, "Qinghu, what do you mean? Do you think I'm a profit-seeking villain? Wujin Changge, are you insulting me?"

Ma Zhan rolled his eyes and said, "If you want to stay, just stay. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Liu Nange chuckled and said, "I have to stay."

"Don't you want the Wujin Longspear anymore?"

"Yes, why not? However, I have one condition."

Ma Zhan covered his chest with his hands, "You are not coveting my beauty, are you? I will not agree to your request."

Liu Nange's pretty face flushed, wondering how this guy could be so shameless. "Bah! I don't even like you. My condition is that I want to see the disguise technique, so give it to me quickly."

Liu Nange stretched out his fair little hand with a smug expression.

"Here, here, here... Anyway, I've memorized it, so I'll give it to you."

Liu Nange took the bamboo slips and went to study them on his own. Lin Yuejing, however, was furious. "Please, you two, that's a scam to steal my skills, okay?"

"I'll stay too, but I have conditions."

Ma Zhan looked at Lin Yuejing's charming eyes and felt that something bad was going on. "Just tell me, just don't covet my beauty."

Ling Yuejing burst out laughing, "Haha, I'm just attracted by your beauty. I want you to...truly treat me as your own, now and in the future."

"Why do I always feel like she's a nuisance? She's someone I consider very valuable, isn't she?"

"Your silence means you agree. Come on, Xiaohua, let's go keep watch for Master Qinghu's wife."

Xiaohua has no ideas of her own and completely listens to Lin Yuejing.

Puyang Yingjun turned around and said with a wretched expression: "Brother, I also have a condition."

"I'll kick you into the river, believe it or not."

Ouyang Yingjun took two steps back, a little further away from Wangchuan River, and said, "Brother, when you go to Mount Emei, don't forget to introduce me to two fairies from Mount Emei."

"Look at your achievements. You are a rich second generation. Your aunt is almost a first-class official. You still need me to introduce you to a fairy."

Ma Zhan looked at Puyang Yingjun with disdain and ignored him. Puyang Yingjun chuckled, "Haha, thank you for your hard work, brother."

He Ling's mind became much more open. He knew that he had no right to make demands, and it was good enough if he didn't become a burden to the team.

Ma Zhan took the initiative and said: "After returning to Mount Emei, I will ask my master to teach you a set of internal skills that are suitable for you."

He Ling's brows lit up immediately, "Thank you, sir."

Liu Nange was studying "Thousands of Faces", and the other four were lurking at both ends of the path. Ma Zhan stayed beside Zheng Xiaoqiao to protect her.

Zheng Xiaoqiao sat cross-legged, a bronze goblet, magnified dozens of times, floating in the air, slowly absorbing the water from the Forgotten River. Within a few breaths, a layer of frost formed on Zheng Xiaoqiao's face.

Ma Zhan stared at Zheng Xiaoqiao, hoping that time would pass faster and his beloved would suffer less pain.

The sun was at its zenith, and there was finally a hint of warmth in the Yinlusi in late autumn. However, the chill emanating from Zheng Xiaoqiao did not diminish in the slightest.

"Someone is coming from the front." Ling Yuejing flew back and whispered to Ma Zhan.

Ma Zhan looked at Liu Nange, and Liu Nange waved his hand: "Go, I will take good care of your woman."

As Ma Zhan and Lin Yuejing walked, they asked, "How many people have arrived? Are they disciples from Fengdu or sects?"

Lin Yuejing simply replied, "Fengdu, the disciples of the Wasp Ghost Messenger. Judging from their appearance, they must be seriously injured."

Ma Zhan climbed up the cliff along the vines of the small flower, looked in the direction of Lin Yuejing's finger, and couldn't help laughing.

Gui Mu, Gui Chan and Gui E, their faces were swollen like steamed buns. They supported each other and limped forward.

"Hurry up and change my appearance." Ma Zhan took off his mask. Lin Yuejing was shocked when she saw Ma Zhan's appearance.

"You, how old are you?"

Still concerned about this kind of question, "Twelve years old, what's wrong?"

"Oh it's all right."

Lin Yuejing changed the color of Ma Zhan's skin, dressed him in a warrior outfit, and gave him a long braid.

Ma Zhan took Lin Yuejing's scimitar and jumped down from the cliff, landing in front of Guimu and the other two.

"Stop, who is it?"

Gui Mu could hardly put on a silly expression anymore, and even dared not open his mouth to speak. "I am a disciple of Fengdu, Gui, Gui Mu. Excuse me, young man, who are you?"

Ma Zhan put his hands behind his back, "Tang Clan, Tang Anhu."

The words "Tang Sect" were uttered, causing Gui Mu and the other two to gasp in shock. Their injuries were caused by the Tang Sect's Soul-Chasing Gallbladder.

"You actually have the aura of my Tang Sect's green-level hidden weapons on you. Hand them over and I will spare your lives."

Ma Zhan spoke in a firm tone. While speaking, he looked at the cliffs on both sides, indicating that our people are in ambush and can take your lives at any time.

Gui Mu and the other two were almost crying. With trembling hands, they took out their storage bags and said, "Brother, we didn't take anything from the Tang Sect. The storage bags are here. You can check them if you don't believe me."

Ma Zhan Qingting leaped in front of the three people, quickly took away their storage bags, and returned to his original place.

There was nothing valuable in the three storage bags, just a few spirit stones and a few weapons. Ma Zhan looked at the three people with disdain, "You are a fifth-rank master, yet you are so poor."

Ma Zhan threw three storage bags to the three people and decided to trick them again.

"Don't think I don't know what you did. The disciples of Qingcheng Mountain all told me that you set a trap and deceived many people."

Guimu said with a bitter face: "We have never cheated the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain."

"You've cheated disciples from other sects before. Hurry and hand over what you have, or I'll let you experience the power of my Tang Sect's Mother and Child Soul-Chasing Gallbladder."

Guimu fell to his knees with a thud. He was really frightened by the mother-son chasing soul-hunting monster. He held two storage rings and two treasure bags in his hands, raising them above his head.

"It's all here, brother, spare my life."