Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Man in the Iron Mask and the Girl

When they were in school in their previous life, they learned about the Song Dynasty. Bai Ke and his friends always lamented that the Song Dynasty was weak and easily bullied, and was always bullied by some small countries around it.

But the older Bai Ke got, the more he learned. He learned that the people of the Song Dynasty lived a prosperous life, and the per capita GDP at that time was comparable to that of modern times.

Bai Ke was familiar with the historical saying that the Song Dynasty was weak and impoverished, and he also deeply resented the Song government's weakness in foreign affairs at that time.

But none of these can compare to what Bai Ke has seen with his own eyes. Along the way, Bai Ke has never seen people suffering or officials forcing them to rebel. He has only seen these ordinary people working hard.

Hmm... and there's also the bustling crowd in front of him, making Bai Ke wonder if he's traveled back to the modern era again.

Hmm... literally speaking, Bai Ke dismounted, utterly bewildered by the group of people squatting by the roadside eating watermelons.

Just as I was about to ask how to get up the mountain, a girl in purple suddenly appeared from the group. She was pretty and cute, but her eyes were lifeless; she was blind.

Bai Ke thought to himself, "The woman in purple is blind and mischievous. Could this be Ah Zi?"

As he was pondering this, he saw a masked man follow the girl out, calling out, "Azi, slow down, be careful not to fall."

The girl twisted her small, delicate nose and huffed, "I won't! Brother Zhuang, let's hurry up, then I'll let you see my apprentice!"

The masked man said helplessly, "Alright, alright! We'll go now. Don't run away yet, I'll take you with me."

As the man reached out to grab the girl in purple, he glanced at Bai Ke, his eyes revealing a hint of wariness.

Bai Ke shrugged harmlessly, spurred his horse, and galloped away along the road. Seeing that Bai Ke had left tactfully, the Iron-Faced Man stopped being wary of him, picked up the girl in purple, put her on his horse, and followed with his entourage.

Knowing that the group behind them was You Tanzhi and A Zi, but You Tanzhi was now hiding in the Beggars' Sect under the alias Zhuang Juxian.

Since Azi and the others had just arrived, Bai Ke's arrival was just in time. He remembered that in the novel "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," the battle at Shaolin Temple only reached its climax after Azi arrived.

Now it must be the Xingxiu Sect acting arrogantly in front of Shaolin Temple. Bai Ke didn't want to see those clowns, so he simply strolled over leisurely.

Soon after, You Tanzhi and his group caught up. As they passed by, Bai Ke even cupped his hands in greeting to You Tanzhi and his group.

You Tanzhi glanced at him, ignored Bai Ke, and accompanied A Zi as they sped past, followed by a group of Beggar Clan disciples.

Bai Ke shook his head helplessly, patted the white horse under his rump, and muttered, "Horse, oh horse, look, your master and I are being ignored..."

The horse snorted intelligently and pawed the ground as it gave chase, as if it wanted to prove itself against the Beggars' Sect members.

Bai Ke laughed heartily, then loosened his grip on the white horse's belly. "Since you want to chase, then go ahead. I'm going to take a nap..."

Before long, Bai Ke actually dozed off on horseback. His body swayed back and forth with the white horse he was riding, but he never fell off.

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, a motley crew of Xingxiu Gang were waving colorful flags and chanting things like "Xingxiu Immortal, with boundless magical power."

Ding Chunqiu wasn't ashamed at all; on the contrary, he looked quite pleased with himself as his disciples enthusiastically praised him, as if he had truly become the leader of the martial arts world.

The Shaolin monks watched helplessly as the Xingxiu Sect members made a racket in front of their gate. It wasn't that they didn't want to drive them away, but they couldn't just take action in front of so many fellow martial artists.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate when the sound of horses' hooves came from a side path, and then a group of people weaved into the arena.

Among them were disciples with seven or eight bags, and even the four elders with nine bags. However, when they arrived, they did not utter a word, but simply dismounted and stood aside.

However, the Beggars' Sect members rushed over at this time, and soon after, Azi and You Tanzhi passed through the guards and arrived in the arena.

On the Duan family's side in Dali, the beautiful woman Ruan Xingzhu exclaimed in surprise, "Azi? Duan Lang, do you think that's our daughter Azi?"

Duan Zhengchun looked closely and realized that the girl in purple was indeed his daughter, Azi, who had grown up in the Xingxiu Sect since childhood. However, for some reason, her eyes were lifeless, as if she were blind.

Duan Zhengchun was worried that something had happened to Azi when he saw Azi fumbling on her horse and pulling out a flag with the four characters "Xingxiu Sect Duan" written on it.

The flag was enormous, and as it fluttered in the wind, everyone on the field could see it clearly. They then looked at Ding Chunqiu with strange expressions.

Everyone knows that the current leader of the Xingxiu Sect is the Xingxiu Old Immortal Ding Chunqiu, but what's the deal with this purple-clad girl who suddenly appeared? Why is she holding up the Xingxiu Sect Leader's command flag?

Azi summoned her flag and turned to You Tanzhi, saying, "Brother Zhuang, hurry, check if my disciple, the Star Immortal, has arrived yet?"

Before You Tanzhi could reply, Ding Chunqiu coughed twice and said, "Little Azi? Long time no see! You should put that flag away for now!"

Azi's eyes lit up. "Haha, my good disciple, you really came! I've arrived, and you didn't even greet me first. What? Are you planning a rebellion?"

Azi was pretending to scold Ding Chunqiu, her eyes crinkling into a cute smile, but Ding Chunqiu's face kept changing color, sometimes red and sometimes white.

With an unpleasant expression, Ding Chunqiu flicked his sleeve and said, "Hmph! This old man won't stoop to the level of a mere child like you. Hand over my Divine Wood King Cauldron now, or else..."

Seeing Ding Chunqiu's anger, Duan Zhengchun panicked. He hadn't brought many men with him this time, and he was no match for the Xingxiu Sect.

But how could he ignore the danger his daughter was in? Just then, You Tanzhi, who was guarding Azi, suddenly leaped off his horse and struck Ding Chunqiu with his palm.

"Hmph, good timing!" Ding Chunqiu saw You Tanzhi's palm strike towards him, so he grabbed the disciple beside him and threw him at You Tanzhi.

This is the infamous Corpse Poison Palm of Ding Chunqiu, the Old Immortal of the Starry Sky. With a single grab, he fed the corpse poison into the disciple's body, making it exceptionally vicious.

Seeing Ding Chunqiu use such a move, You Tanzhi immediately followed suit and grabbed the unfortunate Beggar Clan disciple in his hand and threw him at him.

While in the Beggars' Sect, You Tanzhi had already learned all the martial arts that A Zi possessed, since he only had profound internal strength but did not understand the methods of martial arts.

Seeing Ding Chunqiu unleash the Corpse Poison Palm, he dared not intercept it. He could only imitate Ding Chunqiu and unleash the same Corpse Poison Palm.

Ding Chunqiu was taken aback. How could this kid also know my Corpse Poison Palm? Could it be that little girl Azi?

His eyes lit up and a plan immediately came to mind.