World Traveler

When the restaurant owner was thinking about what to say, a voice came from behind to remind him.

"Well...killing one is a sin, killing ten thousand is a hero, and only when you kill nine million can you be the best of heroes."

"Yes, yes, that's it."

"Boss, I have a question. Why is it called the Red Flame Demon in the martial arts world?"

"Isn't that simple? Wherever he goes, fire breaks out, and that fire only burns the fields. As for the demon, it's even simpler. The demon refers to his behavior. Although he can be called a knight, wherever he goes, blood flows like a river..."

As soon as he said this, the restaurant owner started chattering on about the story of the Red Flame Demon in Shanghai.

Yanan was in the back, eating the fried noodles brought by the waiter while listening to the restaurant owner bragging about how awesome he was.

Sometimes it was even so outrageous that Yanan almost couldn't help but complain, but a customer couldn't stand his myths anymore and stood up to ask before leaving.

"Boss, Boss, what do you think the Red Flame Demon looks like?"

"Hehe... this is unresolved. After all, the survivors are all crazy and can only talk nonsense, so naturally they have no idea what the Red Flame Demon looks like."

"Three heads and six arms? Eight feet tall? Or maybe..."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"If you ask me, the Red Flame Demon is just a man in a green robe, covered in bandages, and exuding an otherworldly aura. Rather than being a wuxia person, he's more like... a cultivator."

After listening to this passage, the restaurant owner couldn't help himself as he found this guy was so good at talking.

"The green robe is normal, but you're wearing bandages. Aren't you plagiarizing the Iron Fist Sect..."

He turned his head to take a look, his expression stunned for a moment, then he walked closer to take a closer look with some uncertainty.

"Little Medical Fairy? When did you come back?"

"Just when you were bragging."

It was nothing important, so Yanan exchanged a few pleasantries with him and briefly talked about the interesting things that happened along the way, which made the boss say it was very exciting and he would have something to brag about to other guests in the future.

After Yanan left, the boss recalled the stories he had told about Western Xia and gradually realized that something was wrong.

"Xixia...wrapped in bandages...Red Flame Demon...Wo Ri!"

Walking on Kongtong Mountain, people around kept looking at Yanan with strange eyes. After all, some of them had never seen such a strange person.

"Brother, brother, look, there's a strange person there. Do you think he sneaked up here?"

"How is that possible? If someone sneaked up here, you'd still be walking on this road openly? Isn't that ridiculous?"

After saying that, the Feitian Sect disciple followed his junior brother's gaze, his facial expression changed instantly, and he exclaimed.

"Hey! That's... the Little Medical Immortal from the Iron Fist Sect. He's back!"

The disciple who joined later was a little confused. After all, he had only heard of the White-browed Tiger Meng Chen from the Iron Fist Sect, so he asked in confusion.

"Brother, who is the Little Medical Immortal?"

The senior brother didn't explain anything, but just smiled suddenly and spoke from the side with the idea of watching the show.

"The Little Medical Immortal from the Iron Fist Sect is back. Now the entire Kongtong Sect is getting interesting, haha~"

"There will be some good shows to watch these two days~"

Soon the news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and the entire Kongtong Sect knew that the Little Medical Immortal had returned.

It’s not that Yanan doesn’t have the Tang Sect in his heart, but because after returning from Xixia, the Kongtong Sect is really close to him. So now that it’s right at his doorstep, shouldn’t he go in and take a look?

...............

"Senior Brother Lei, what is Sect Leader Gao doing..."

Seeing the burly Iron Fist Sect leader Gao suddenly turned into a small sign in the sacrificial hall, Yanan felt a little uncomfortable.

"Alas... Sect Leader Gao was injured during a raid on the Bliss Pharmacy and ultimately collapsed before he could make it back."

When Lei Qian mentioned this matter, he looked at the small sign of Master Gao and a look of sadness appeared on his face.

"Now that the Sect Leader has passed away, I have become the Acting Sect Leader, and the Kongtong Sect's generation of young disciples has almost been decimated."

"Behead? What's going on?"

Yanan, who was a little unclear about the current situation of Kongtong Sect, asked in confusion.

I've only been away for two or three years, but it feels like I've been away for ten or twenty years. Everything has changed completely.

"The current Kongtong Sect... Sigh~... Whatever... Never mind."

Perhaps the story was too long. After hesitating for a long time, Senior Brother Lei Qian shook his head and continued.

"As for the details... you can ask Xia Houlan..."

You evolved into an NPC, right?

What are you asking about a task? You clearly know the task, but you insist on asking me to go from task a to task b, and then to task c to find the fuse, right?

However, perhaps because he was thinking of Master Gao, even the originally generous Lei Qian became lonely.

He stared at the small sign of Master Gao, not knowing what he was thinking.

"alright."

Before leaving, he picked up the incense beside him and lit two sticks for Master Gao.

After all, no matter what, Master Gao has never made things difficult for me. Instead, he has always taken care of me in life. Regardless of whether it is because of the guilt of being deceived or not, he deserves my gratitude.

I greeted a few fellow disciples I knew on the way and asked them about Xiahou Lan's location.

Xuan Gong Cave.

Yanan was not surprised to get this position, but he felt that something was strange along the way. The atmosphere of the entire Kongtong Sect seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds.

Many of my fellow disciples who knew me showed surprised expressions when they saw me.

Especially the disciple from Feitianmen, who looked surprised when he saw Yanan, then showed a kind expression and then turned into surprise.

What? Could it be that this group of fake immortals knew that I needed the guidance of an immortal to become an immortal?

haha~

He quickened his pace slightly and walked towards the Xuan Gong Cave.

The disciple guarding the door also knew Yanan, greeted him, and reminded him.

"Junior Brother Ji, the Sect Master is inside now."

"Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me."

He nodded slightly, strode into the doorway, and shouted loudly into the cave.

"Iron Fist Sect disciple Ji Zai has come to pay his respects to the Sect Master!"

A voice came from inside, confused at first, then seemed to remember something and sighed before continuing.

"Seasonal disaster? Come in."

When I walked into the room, I first saw the leader of the sect sitting in the main seat, and then Hu Yanju, who looked pale and depressed.

When Xiahou Lan saw Yanan, he didn't say much. He first smiled, then waved and asked Yanan to come over.

"What's going on? Why are you so serious?"

After all, there were people from the Palm Sect sitting there, so it was understandable that Xiahou Lan didn't pounce on Yanan, but the atmosphere in the room was indeed a bit strange.

"look."

Following Xia Houlan's gaze, he noticed an acquaintance who surprised him greatly.

Of course, it’s just that I know her, but she doesn’t know me.