Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 353 Liu Futong: A Man of Great Wisdom Appearing as Foolish

"My lord, I'm afraid Han Lin'er's invitation this time has resulted in neither good wine nor a good feast!"

In a large carriage, Liu Futong leaned lazily against a soft couch.

Three beautiful women surrounded him and served him.

Don't let his carefree demeanor, unremarkable appearance, or particularly strong abilities fool you; he actually has three multi-talented and beautiful wives.

The one filled with worry and offering advice at this moment was his resourceful first wife, Fangfang.

"You mean, this is a trap?"

Liu Futong squinted, enjoying the sight of his hot second wife, Tingting, massaging his shoulders.

Fangfang nodded solemnly.

With Han Lin'er's current strength reaching the Celestial Master level, compared to their side, they are at most at the Innate Martial Artist level.

The difference in military strength between the two sides was indeed similar to that between Xiang Yu and Liu Bang back then.

What's even more interesting is that Liu Futong claims to be a descendant of Liu Shan, the last emperor of Shu Han. If we trace his lineage back further, Liu Bang, the founding emperor of Han, is also his ancestor.

Although the Feast at Hongmen ultimately resulted in his ancestor becoming emperor, while Xiang Yu met a tragic end by committing suicide at the Wujiang River.

However, Liu Futong had no confidence in this trip.

But he couldn't be left out.

Otherwise, it would only boost Han Lin'er's already soaring popularity, making his situation even more difficult.

After all, if you, as the boss, don't dare to stand up and confront them, how can you expect your underlings who rely on you for a living to fight for you?!

"Do you think... it's too late for me to back down now?"

Liu Futong looked at his first wife and said something very cowardly.

Fangfang sighed helplessly.

Liu Futong was a man without any ambition.

The reason for the rebellion, and the reason for reaching this point, is that they are now on equal footing with the Little Ming King.

To a large extent, it was the result of her instigation and promotion behind the scenes.

However, the reason she encouraged it was because the probability of success was really high.

The Mongol Yuan dynasty is doomed!

This is an inevitable outcome that all discerning people can see, so it's better to stand on the side of the rebels.

Given Han Lin'er's previous poor performance, handing over the White Lotus Sect to her would most likely result in its downfall, so it's better to let Liu Futong take control.

Now, Han Lin'er has risen to prominence, as if she has become a completely different person.

Based on Fangfang's previous approach of taking sides.

She should have decisively advised Liu Futong to hand over power.

After all, Fangfang could see through Han Lin'er's true nature to some extent.

After relinquishing power, Liu Futong may be marginalized, but he will not be killed.

Being a wealthy man isn't bad either.

The problem is that this is all predicated on the fact that everything now is due to Han Lin'er's own enlightenment and is her own doing.

However, according to her observation... it was clearly not the case.

There must be someone else standing behind Han Lin'er!

So, if Liu Futong really chooses to relinquish power...

The decision of life and death no longer rests with Han Lin'er, but with the person behind Han Lin'er, secretly manipulating things!

For such a mastermind, the goal is most likely to eliminate a threatening target like Liu Futong.

"I think"

Fangfang was about to advise Liu Futong to wait and see what happens before making a decision.

Suddenly, a scorching wave of heat rushed towards me without warning!

Tingting, who was massaging Liu Futong's shoulders, suddenly unleashed her true energy. The long whip at her waist, like a nimble snake, bypassed Liu Futong's obstruction and lunged at the uninvited guest who had suddenly appeared!

Wenwen, who was standing nearby, also reacted quickly and used her defensive magic weapon to protect her husband, Liu Futong, first.

However, Liu Futong grabbed the end of the whip with one hand and pressed down on Fangfang's fair wrist, which was about to launch a hidden weapon, with the other hand:
"Hey! Don't hit me! Don't hit me! Let's talk this out."

Looking at the honest, chubby man before him, who was willing to let his own hands be cut and bleed from the whip in order to forcibly stop his wife from doing the same, Mo Yu, a chivalrous figure, asked curiously:
"Aren't you going to try to resist?"

Liu Futong ignored the bleeding from his right hand as he restrained the whip, and continued to laugh heartily.

"Hehe, I know of Young Master Mo's reputation as a chivalrous hero of Wudang. He's not some villain who wants my life. Young Master, please just tell me what you want me to do!"

Upon hearing this, his three wives instantly realized the identity of the newcomer and understood why Liu Futong had stopped them from taking action.

Before the Ten Deadly Passes, he fought two against one, defeating Chi Zunxin and Li Gong, two Grandmasters of the Celestial Realm!

The latter, in particular, was already a legendary master with a fearsome reputation a century ago.

After that battle, the name of Wudang disciple Mo Yu, along with his portrait, spread to the desks of various powerful forces.

Two mere innate martial artists, plus two acquired martial artists who had not yet reached the innate level, were fighting against such a peerless genius who was among the best of the Celestial Masters.

That's practically suicide.

Although Mo Yu, the chivalrous hero, had considered the possibility that the other party might slide to their knees when they arrived, he still hadn't expected them to be so pragmatic.

Unfortunately, unlike Qin Shi and War Maniac, who might be limited by fame or rules, they are different.

Even though influenced by their memories, Qunxi Moyu remains a pure seeker of the Dao.

For him, worldly fame and rules held no value whatsoever.

He only cares about... the result!
He thrust out a palm and struck Liu Futong in the chest!
"Husband!!"

Three terrified, shrill screams rang out.

"Stop! I...I'm fine!"

Liu Futong, however, still stubbornly spread his arms, using his body to suppress their suicidal attempt to attack him.

A surge of pure, primordial energy, as powerful and masculine as it was pressed against his chest, burrowed into his body like tiny fiery snakes.

Ultimately, it transformed into chains formed from pure Yang energy, tightly binding the meridians within his body.

As the hand that had been pressing on his chest was withdrawn, Liu Futong gasped for breath, beads of sweat forming on his forehead and his back soaked in cold sweat.

"Your meridians have been locked by me."

Mo Yu, one of the heroes, looked at him calmly and said indifferently:

"If you seek help from a Celestial Master to wear it down, it will take about six months. But if you do nothing, it will disappear in three months."

"During these three months, I hope you can do your utmost to assist Han Lin'er so that she can fully take control of the White Lotus Sect."

"Young Master Mo's orders! I, Liu Futong, will certainly not refuse!"

Liu Futong casually wiped the sweat from his face, still sporting a carefree smile.

It seems that his meridians were sealed, causing him to fall from a first-rate innate martial artist to a third-rate nobody in the martial arts world, and he was even forced to hand over his power within the sect. This was not the case for him.

The chivalrous Mo Yu nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared into the luxurious carriage filled with the scent of rouge and powder.

He wasn't afraid that Liu Futong would go back on his word.

With the True Qi Heavenly Lock that he personally planted, he could kill Liu Futong instantly with just a thought, and he could also locate Liu Futong's position at any time.

In this world of heroes, military strength can only be amplified by the general's conviction, unlike in the Qin Dynasty world where it can coalesce into a powerful military spirit capable of suppressing even the most powerful masters.

The value of individual bravery far exceeds that of the world during the Qin Dynasty.

In this world, the only one who can defeat a Celestial Master is another Celestial Master!
The significance of the army is merely to give a weaker Celestial Master a chance to defeat a powerful Celestial Master by adding military force.

Although Liu Futong's performance was somewhat unexpected, and he seemed to be a wise fool, the heroes Mo Yu couldn't figure out his true strength.

But it doesn't matter.

His super wisdom told him to just use super strength!

"Where to go next?"

Qin Mengyao glanced at the carriage not far away, then turned to look at the young Taoist beside her.

"Let's go see Han Lin'er again."

Mo Yu, a chivalrous figure, said calmly:

"To be precise, it was seeing that, the primordial spirit of Han Shantong that was attached to her."

Han Shantong had promised him that he would help his daughter, Han Lin'er, take control of the White Lotus Sect.

He then taught him the Great Art of Spiritual Travel Beyond the Material World and told him the whereabouts of the Myriad Manifestations True Treasury and the Taiji Mysterious Coffin.

The martial arts technique of transcending the mundane world is something that Mo Yu, one of the heroes, is indeed eager to see.

But what he wanted even more was the Myriad Treasures of Knowledge, which encompassed all things, and the Taiji Mystic Coffin, which recorded the martial arts of emperors throughout history and was itself an excellent place to practice martial arts.

Everything he did caused his strength to surge once again!
As for the possibility of Han Shantong breaking his promise.
With the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique, having reincarnated three times, the current strength of the primordial spirit of the hero Mo Yu is enough to crush Han Shantong, leaving him no chance to even self-destruct.

If he's not dignified, then help him be dignified!
(End of this chapter)