Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

Lin Xian'er's injuries were not as serious as they appeared.

As long as the wound does not become infected, it will heal naturally over time.

But that would take a long time, during which time Lin Xian'er would be unable to do anything for herself.

Now that Zhao Zhengyi and his group are in my hands, I can make a quick buck off them.

Upgrading various martial arts skills requires money.

These renowned martial arts masters couldn't possibly be penniless.

The greater one's reputation, the more likely their family fortune will be substantial.

Moreover, these people need to maintain their prestige, which inevitably requires huge expenditures.

Their families rely on the reputation of these individuals for support, so they would likely be willing to spend money to ransom them.

This large sum of money cannot be used entirely for upgrading martial arts skills just yet.

Instead, they need to buy some shops and operate them.

Once income is stable, one can steadily upgrade their martial arts skills, or save the money for unforeseen circumstances.

These may only be minor components, but their stability is a major advantage.

Moreover, by registering these businesses under the name of "Li Garden," they can rapidly expand their scale by leveraging Li Xunhuan's reputation.

Although martial arts practitioners tend to engage in underworld activities, they are still supported by legitimate businesses.

He now only has two friends he can trust: Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia.

But one of them wasn't truly interested, and the other's muscles were more developed than his brain.

Neither of them is cut out for running a business.

Therefore, Lin Xian'er should not be allowed to spend too much time recovering from her injuries.

This is why he took action to subdue Lin Xian'er.

Lin Xian'er looked at A Fei in front of her.

She desperately wanted to escape.

But the pain in her chest left her powerless, and she could only watch helplessly as Ah Fei died.

Ah Fei wasn't very polite to her; a woman like her must have a proud and arrogant attitude.

To truly make her obey, you must first crush her arrogance.

Afei lowered his eyelids and looked down at Lin Xian'er.

He said to her in an icy tone:

"I think I said before that you can only be passive in front of me."

It took Lin Xian'er a long time to sit up with difficulty.

Her open clothes slipped off her shoulders.

She sat there completely naked from the waist up, her long black hair cascading freely.

When she looked up again, she had put on a sweet smile.

Lin Xian'er smiled and said:

"Yes, Master."

She didn't dare say anything more, and became like a docile kitten.

If it weren't for the horrific wound on his chest still bleeding.

When the sword pierced her chest, Lin Xian'er thought she was really going to die.

She simply couldn't believe that Ah Fei had absolutely no pity or tenderness towards her.

This made Lin Xian'er begin to doubt her own charm.

This also makes her afraid to cross Ah Fei's bottom line anymore.

Ah Fei gently lifted her smooth, delicate chin with one hand and said:

"So, you just want me dead."

When he was besieged in the plum blossom forest, Lin Xian'er couldn't possibly be unaware of those people's intentions.

Although they wanted to capture him, they would never let him live in the end.

Lin Xian'er took advantage of this and tricked her into giving her the antidote she thought existed.

After that, Lin Xian'er no longer cared about her own life or death.

So she still intends to kill herself.

A look of panic flashed in Lin Xian'er's beautiful eyes.

But she tried to calm herself down and said with a charming laugh:

"How could that be? Master is a young hero, and Xian'er knows that those people are no match for him."

She still held onto a sliver of hope.

Lin Xian'er felt that since A Fei hadn't left her to fend for herself, he wouldn't kill her.

But she encountered Ah Fei.

Ah Fei didn't say anything more.

He pointed his fingers like a sword and used acupressure to subdue her.

Under Lin Xian'er's horrified gaze, he cut her skin.

Blood slowly flowed out, spreading down her smooth, silky skin.

After doing all this, A-Fei coldly said to her:

"I brought you back because I didn't want you to die too soon."

"Now, you can die slowly."

Death itself is not scary; what is scary is the process of waiting to die.

Based on what Lin Xian'er said and her seemingly unintentional action of slipping her clothes off.

Afei could tell that Lin Xian'er still harbored wishful thinking.

Only if Lin Xian'er knows that he can control her life and death will she willingly submit to him.

Let her die, then bring her back to life, repeat this several times, and she'll be completely submissive.

Before learning the medical skills in the "Precious Mirror of Pitying Flowers," I would not have been able to do this.

One wrong move and you could really get yourself killed.

Then Afei stopped looking at Lin Xian'er's terrified expression.

He silenced her by pressing her pressure point, preventing her from making a sound, and then Afei left the room.

Long Xiaoyun was still waiting on the first floor of "Lengxiang Xiaozhu".

He brought Long Xiaoyun here and placed her on the couch.

After watching Afei carry Lin Xian'er upstairs, Long Xiaoyun whispered words of comfort to his son.

He said:

"Yun'er, don't worry. Although we have lost this garden, and it seems like we have lost everything."

"But as long as we find Fei's weakness, we will definitely be able to take it back."

"Remember this: other people's weaknesses are our opportunities."

"Those who can seize opportunities will never fail."

Long Xiaoyun looked very weak.

Although the tendons in his limbs were severed, his martial arts skills were also rendered useless.

But his childlike eyes still gleamed with shrewdness.

He said:

"I know, Father."

"And I already know his weaknesses."

Long Xiaoyun looked at his son with delight. He was always proud of Long Xiaoyun's wisdom.

Long Xiaoyun asked with delight:

"What weaknesses have you identified in him?"

A fierce look appeared on Long Xiaoyun's round face as he said:

"Ah Fei's biggest weakness is that he cares about his friends' feelings."

"This can be seen from the fact that he was persuaded by Li Xunhuan and gave up his original intention to kill you, Father."

"And when that big guy got injured, he was clearly angry."

"And now Li Xunhuan is still my father's brother, and the big guy is still recuperating in the manor."

When Long Xiaoyun heard that A Fei wanted to kill him, a hint of hatred was clearly visible on his face.

But he was soon pleased that Long Xiaoyun had such keen observation skills.

Long Xiaoyun said:

"That's right, we can take advantage of his weakness."

"When I saw Zhao Zhengyi sparring with Tie Chuanjia, his expression was strange, so I suppose he noticed something."

"The situation changed too quickly just now, and I haven't had time to ask yet."

Long Xiaoyun said urgently:

"Then Father, you should go and ask him now. Maybe you can find a way to use Big Guy to deal with A-Fei."

After saying that, his eyes darted around, and he grabbed Long Xiaoyun again, saying:

"And then there's Qin Zhong. His master is the head of Shaolin Temple. If we inform Shaolin about his murder, they will definitely not stand idly by."

Long Xiaoyun responded:

"Alright, I will go. You stay here and focus on healing. Don't get into any more conflicts with Ah Fei."

Long Xiaoyun nodded and said:

"Don't worry, Father. Remember to have Shaolin find some senior masters."

"Ah Fei is highly skilled in martial arts. If he were an ordinary Shaolin disciple, he probably wouldn't be a match for him."

Long Xiaoyun nodded and said:

"Qin Zhong is the only lay disciple of the Shaolin Abbot and represents the face of Shaolin in public. He will certainly not let this matter rest once he learns of it."

The father and son then made their plan.

After they finished speaking, they just happened to see Ah Fei come downstairs.

Long Xiaoyun immediately greeted him with a beaming smile.

He said with a smile:

"Brother Fei, you've worked hard. Today's events truly make this foolish brother ashamed."

"This was not my intention. I will immediately instruct my servants to send the calligraphy and painting over as an apology."

"I beg you, brother, to be kind enough to heal my son's wounds. I would be eternally grateful."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Ah Fei.