0p0 Chapter 476 I'll grant your wish (2)
Chapter 476 I'll grant your wish (2)
The righteous man raised his knife, looking around blankly, only to feel something rushing past.
When they tried to catch up, the thing had already disappeared.
After escaping, Xiong Bufan's first action was to head straight for the restaurant.
She could survive on her spiritual energy alone, but she didn't want to go hungry, since food is the most important thing for demons.
The arena was some distance from the dining area. The people there were unaware of the demons' interference and were preparing food for the martial arts community as usual.
They all paid to attend this martial arts tournament.
Xiong Bufan took out gold and placed it on the counter, saying, "Bring me all the good food, and be quick."
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he saw the gold, and he quickly instructed the waiter, "Quickly, serve our distinguished guest."
The waiter ran over and said, "Yes, esteemed guest, this way please."
"Shall I take you to freshen up first?"
Xiong Bufan shook his head. "I'll wait here. Hurry up and bring me the food."
"Yes."
Xiong Bufan still had bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, and although the wounds on his face had mostly healed, they still left scars.
It looks a bit scary now, like a villain in the underworld.
Fortunately, there weren't many people in the restaurant right now, otherwise it would have definitely scared the other diners.
The dishes were served quickly, and Xiong Bufan picked up his chopsticks and began to eat heartily.
Kongkong: "Bufan, your internal organs are all injured now, how are you going to eat?"
"Use spiritual energy to restore the esophagus first, then do other things. It's impossible to starve."
"it is good."
Even while doing this, Xiong Bufan still remembered to put food into Kongkong's space, as if it had become an instinct.
The white smoke on the arena finally dissipated. The people from the Demonic Sect hadn't gone far, but Mo Chou, who had been standing on the arena, was nowhere to be seen.
Liu Sheng crawled out from under the table and began to look for the leader of the martial arts alliance.
"Senior Uncle, what should we do?"
Liu Changcun stroked his beard. "First, arrest all the demons and interrogate them about their purpose in coming to the martial arts tournament."
Liu Sheng glanced around again but still couldn't see Xiong Bufan. He asked cautiously, "What about Sect Leader Mo? She seems to have disappeared."
"The martial arts tournament is now over. Let's not mention Master Mo's matter again. We'll bring people to pay him a visit another day."
"Yes."
This Sect Leader Mo must have hidden a secret manual. The legend is true. We should keep this person, otherwise the manual will truly remain unknown.
With a loud "boom," Liu Changcun was startled.
The sky outside had darkened and it had started to rain.
Liu Changcun breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought that strange lightning had struck the martial arts community again.
"Alliance Leader, Sect Leader Chen requests an audience."
Someone else was requesting an audience outside. Liu Changcun thought of the miserable state of the Chen family father and son, and after much deliberation, he finally let them in.
They're definitely going to talk about Sect Leader Mo, but what can he do now?
Xiong Bufan's belly is now round and full from eating, and the pain seems to have subsided a little, but many of the shattered organs cannot be restored.
Kongkong felt sorry for Xiong Bufan and reminded him, "Bufan, why don't you eat some mermaid tears or nibble on a small ginseng? That will make you feel better."
Xiong Bufan shook his head. "No need. That's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. I'd rather go back and get some rest now."
"Okay, I'll give you directions. You can go back and rest."
"it is good."
Xiong Bufan: "Did Lai Cai go back?"
"You're back, don't worry."
"Ah."
The lightning bolts on the ring are a source of wealth; without them, it would take Xiong Bufan some time to crush those people's heads.
Xiong Bufan hired a carriage near the restaurant. She had a stomachache and didn't want to walk. She even wanted to hit someone.
The money floated above the carriage, sparking with electricity, creating a serene and peaceful scene.
After more than an hour, the carriage finally swayed and lurched out of the town where the restaurants were located.
Xiong Bufan: "Kongkong, is the original owner's home far from here?"
"Bufan, why don't you find an inn to receive the memories first?"
"Makes sense."
If he were to receive memories in a carriage, Xiong Bufan was always afraid of being interrupted.
The carriage arrived at a town before nightfall, and Xiong Bufan threw out a piece of gold to buy a superior room.
Lai Cai wandered around outside the inn. Because of Xiong Bufan's warning, it was not allowed to rob or steal gold to eat, which made it very unhappy, but there was nothing it could do about it.
It was also afraid that Xiong Bufan would lock it in the space, just like the little ginseng and the black cat, never to be free again.
Xiong Bufan closed the door, opened the window, lay down on the bed, and slowly said, "Accept the memories."
"it is good."
The original owner's name was Mochou, courtesy name Wuyou, and she was the new head of the Moshan Sect.
She was her parents' only daughter. She started learning martial arts at the age of three, became independent at the age of twelve, and her parents were killed by their enemies at the age of thirteen and disappeared without a trace.
Many disciples in the mountain gate came for the Mo family's sword technique, but seeing that only the original owner remained in the Mo family sect, they could not learn anything and would not benefit from it, so they all turned around and left the Mo mountain gate.
The once bustling sect was now reduced to just the original owner, a few old servants, and a few seven- or eight-year-old children, all of whom had been adopted from the foot of the mountain by the original owner's parents.
It would be a lie to say that the original owner wasn't disappointed, but she always kept her parents' words in mind: to carry forward the sect and make it great. So she continued to teach the little boy martial arts.
The youngsters in the sect are really not cut out for martial arts.
What the original owner learned in three tries, they couldn't learn even after seven or eight tries. More importantly, they didn't even try.
He only thought about loafing around in the sect and waiting to die, just letting his life slip by.
If things continued like this, the sect would be completely ruined. The original owner started recruiting disciples at the foot of the mountain. As for those little kids, he made them do some odd jobs to temper their character.
The original supervisor provided food and drink, and although the little ones were unhappy about it, they complied.
When the townspeople saw that only the original owner was left in charge of the Sharpening Knife Sect, they mocked him, and no one came to sign up.
When the original owner was in despair, a little girl named Wang Hui came skipping and jumping to sign up. She was impressed by the original owner's courage and boldness.
The original owner vowed that she would definitely teach Wang Hui well and live up to her trust.
Wang Hui skipped and hopped along to the mountain gate. Before she could even become an apprentice, she saw seven or eight-year-old children working and began to accuse the original owner of illegally employing child laborers.
There were six- or seven-year-old slaves in the town at the foot of the mountain. The original owner provided them with food and drink, paid them wages, didn't beat them, and made them do some work. The original owner didn't think he was wrong.
Wang Hui reprimanded the original owner of the body, but still stayed at Moshan Gate.
The original owner was a magnanimous person and did not blame her. Instead, she began to focus on teaching her martial arts.
Wang Hui was very talented, and the original owner admired her greatly, so she paid more attention to teaching her.