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Chapter 75, page 90: Tian Boguang has arrived! Tian Boguang is dead! [Requesting monthly votes!]

Lu Chen and Huang Rong did not travel with Abbess Dingyi and her group.

They were all nuns, and it would be inconvenient for Lu Chen, a man, to travel with a group of nuns. Therefore, they agreed to meet in Hengshan City and then went their separate ways.

Lu Chen and Huang Rong continued to prepare luggage and provisions, while Master Dingyi and her group headed south out of the city.

"Rong'er, I really owe you this time. The Five Sacred Mountains trip will be half over."

"What's the big deal? The Five Sacred Mountains are right there, and they're in my world too, so it's nothing special. As for the excitement of retiring from the martial arts world, I've never really joined in. Besides, I've had a great time traveling to Hengshan and soaking in the hot springs with you this time!"

Lu Chen smiled and looked at Rong'er beside him, who was walking lightly and smiling brightly. He couldn't help but hold her soft little hand tightly again.

After packing their luggage and provisions, the two set off south.

On the way, Rong'er couldn't help but complain:
"The alliance of the Five Mountains Sword Sects is truly strange. The northernmost Hengshan and the southernmost Hengshan are thousands of miles apart. Even the closer Huashan and Songshan, and Songshan and Taishan, are hundreds or thousands of miles apart. With such vast distances, if any sect is attacked, it will be difficult to even send a message for help. How can they possibly support and assist each other?"

"Hehe, perhaps normally the Five Mountains each manage their own affairs and fight against the Demonic Sect in their respective territories. Only when a major event occurs will they send out their elite forces to gather together and fight against the Demonic Sect?"

As Lu Chen said this, he thought to himself, "Chongxu said that Zuo Lengchan's ambition is too great. First he wants to unify the Five Mountains Sects, and then does he want to become emperor?" He used to think that Chongxu was framing him, but thinking about the distribution of the Five Mountains Sects and the various talents Zuo Lengchan has gathered over the years, from south to north, from east to west, there are unorthodox sects everywhere that obey Zuo Lengchan's orders...

The claim of Chongxu might be somewhat exaggerated, but upon closer examination, it's hard to say whether Zuo Lengchan truly harbored such ambitions.

After all, although Zuo Lengchan later became a member of the Bixie Sect, he already had a son. Huang Rong became close friends with the nuns of the Hengshan Sect and learned a lot about the Five Mountains Sword Sects. She knew that Zuo Lengchan had a son named "Tianwai Hansong" Zuo Ting.

Huang Rong was somewhat displeased at that time:
What kind of level do you have to be called "Outer Heaven" as a nickname?
Later, he told Lu Chen that if they encountered Zuo Ting, the "Cold Pine of the Outer Heavens," they should beat him until he dropped the "Outer Heavens" part and just call him "Cold Pine" from now on.

Lu Chen, well... of course he agrees.

Although Hengshan and Hengshan are thousands of miles apart, Liu Zhengfeng's retirement ceremony was scheduled for April 23rd, which was still early. Lu Chen and Huang Rong were also skilled in martial arts, so they were not in a hurry to travel. They would find cities and inns to stay in every day. Sometimes, to avoid missing a place to stay, they would simply travel for half a day and find lodging early to practice martial arts.

That day, the two arrived at Yangqu and found a restaurant to stay at. After washing up, Lu Chen practiced "Half a Sword Move" to increase his sword qi, while Huang Rong sat on the armchair with her bare pink feet, counting her remaining travel expenses.

Having acquired several sets of fine clothes, and not deliberately skimping on food and lodging along the way, even though silver has considerable purchasing power, the hundred-odd taels of silver that Feng Buping had given him had already been spent long ago.

These travel expenses were originally given to me by the officials of the hot spring resort when I left.

But it couldn't withstand the expenses, and today it only has seven or eight taels of silver left.

"Brother Lu Chen, it seems we don't have enough money!"

After counting the loose change, the wealthy and beautiful woman, who had never been troubled by money before, frowned in distress.

Lu Chen stopped practicing his swordplay and smiled:
"If we don't have enough money, we'll just find a bandit stronghold and act on behalf of Heaven."

"That's too much trouble. We don't accept offerings like Uncle Feng and the others..."

Huang Rong chuckled and said:

"The worst are those who run casinos. Why don't we find a casino owner in the city tomorrow and rob the rich to help the poor?"

Lu Chen also had no liking for casinos, and nodded, saying, "That works too."

Having made the decision, Rong'er yawned again:
"Brother Lu Chen, I'm sleepy."

"Then go to sleep."

Huang Rong stretched out her hands to him:

"Hold me in your arms."

Ever since he truly kissed Rong'er at the Xuangu Hot Spring Resort, Rong'er has become increasingly affectionate towards him, and this kind of coquettish behavior is not a one-off occurrence.

Lu Chen naturally wouldn't refuse. He put down his longsword, went over, picked up Rong'er by the knees, and carried her slender body horizontally towards the bedroom.

He laughed during the journey:

"Rong'er, you seem to have grown quite a bit taller since we first met in the East Sea."

Huang Rong smiled sweetly:
"I've grown even faster these past few days. I feel like I'm growing taller every day. I don't know if it's because I've been working too hard these past two months, practicing 'Old Man's Fist' too frequently. And..."

Only two months have passed, and the undergarments I bought in your world have already shrunk—she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

Upon arriving in the bedroom, he gently placed her on the bed, which had been fitted with brand-new sheets and blankets. Lu Chen covered her with the blankets and then leaned down to give her a light kiss on the lips.

Although it wasn't her first kiss, and even though they had shared deeper and longer kisses before, Huang Rong couldn't help but blush slightly, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes.

Then she stared intently at him and said in a soft, sweet voice:

"I've saved half the bed for you, so you should get some rest too."

Lu Chen smiled slightly:
"Yes. I will."

After saying that, he gently stroked her cheek and hair, then got up and went to the outer room to continue practicing his skills.

The next day.

The two successfully robbed the rich to help the poor, and with their bags full, they continued south.

……

April, Hengzhou Prefecture.

After the heavy rain, the green mountains were washed clean.

The water level of the mountain stream rose sharply, and broken branches and dead wood often floated across the stream, tumbling and rolling downstream.

Lu Chen, dressed in black with a bamboo hat, carrying a long sword and a bundle on his back, walked hand in hand with Huang Rong, who was wearing a moon-white dress and had her hair tied up with a jade crown, along the stream.

From Hengshan to Hengshan, they traveled thousands of miles, yet Lu Chen and Huang Rong showed no signs of fatigue and remained full of energy.

Huang Rong's skin became even more radiant, her bright and lively eyes were full of spirit, and her hair was as black as ink. It was clear that she had been practicing her skills diligently during this period and her skills had improved a lot.

As they were chatting and laughing along the stream, they suddenly saw a figure appear in front of them, squatting by the stream washing his hands.

The figure was dressed in a loose black robe and wore a headscarf, clearly a nun.

Huang Rong recognized her just by looking at her profile and waved to her:

"Little Master Yilin, it's nice to see you again!"

Hearing the calls, the young nun quickly stood up. Seeing Huang Rong and Lu Chen, she smiled and greeted them with her palms together.

"Miss Huang, Benefactor Lu, how have you been?"

She was Yilin, a disciple of Abbess Dingyi, and had known Huang Rong since their time at Hengshan.

On that day, Abbess Dingyi led the group south, and Yilin was in the group.

She was not very old, about the same age as Huang Rong, and had a refined and elegant appearance. Although she was slightly inferior to Huang Rong, she was still a stunning and rare beauty.

"Little Master Yilin," Lu Chen returned the greeting, and said, "You've arrived too. Where is Senior Dingyi?"

Yilin said, "Wait for me up ahead."

Huang Rong said with a smile, "That's perfect. We're almost at Hengshan, so it'll be good for us to travel together."

Yilin smiled sweetly, "Master will be very happy to see the two of you..."

Just then, a soft laugh suddenly came: "What good luck! I never expected to encounter two stunningly beautiful girls, like celestial beings, in the middle of nowhere. It's truly a blessing from heaven, a perfect match for me!"

With that low chuckle, a man in his thirties emerged from behind a large tree across the stream. He was dressed in a gray-blue outfit, carrying a single-edged sword, and had a flower pinned to the end of his hair, making him look quite flamboyant.

The man stood on the opposite side of the stream, smiling as he looked at the three people on this side. His gaze fell on Lu Chen's face, and seeing that he looked young, he didn't pay him any attention. He waved his hand as if shooing away a fly and laughed:
"Boy, today Master Tian is in a great mood because he has found a good match, so he's taking pity on you and will spare your life. Now get lost!"

Lu Chen looked at the man expressionlessly and said calmly:
"Your surname is Tian?"

The man raised an eyebrow:
Have you ever heard of "Tian Boguang, who traveled ten thousand miles alone"?

"what!"

Upon hearing the person introduce themselves, Yilin's face paled, and a hint of fear appeared in her eyes:
"You lecherous scoundrel!"

Huang Rong asked in surprise:

"A notorious lecher? Is he famous?"

Yilin swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly:
"He is the number one lecher in the martial arts world, having ruined the chastity of countless innocent women. Everyone in the righteous sects of the martial arts world wants to kill him. However, he is extremely skilled with a single sword and has excellent lightness skills, earning him the nickname 'Lone Wanderer of Ten Thousand Miles'... Even my master said that even if you could beat him, you couldn't catch him..."

Compared to the demonic cult members, Yilin fears encountering Tian Boguang even more.

If you encounter a demonic cult member, just draw your sword and fight to the death; the worst that can happen is death.

But if she encountered Tian Boguang, her fate would be worse than death for a virtuous and self-respecting woman.

Yilin was so intimidated by Tian Boguang's fearsome reputation that she momentarily forgot that there was a great master standing beside her who could fight her master and two senior uncles together on his own.

Tian Boguang, on the other hand, was smug and didn't seem to mind Yilin's reputation as "the number one lecher in the martial arts world." Instead, he was quite pleased with himself and looked at Yilin with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, little nun. Master Tian cherishes flowers the most. As long as you behave, I will never do anything cruel to destroy them. I will even let you know the greatest joy of being a woman..."

Yilin was so frightened that her face turned pale, and tears even welled up in the corners of her eyes. Tian Boguang then looked at Lu Chen, his face turning cold:
"Boy, why aren't you getting lost? Do you really want to die under Old Master Tian's blade?"

He has no qualms about killing. Even if someone from the Five Mountains Sword Sect dares to ruin his plans, he will still dare to kill them without hesitation.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes, stared at Tian Boguang, and slowly said:

“I have already killed a lecherous thief. Good things come in pairs, so today I will kill you as well.”

Tian Boguang was taken aback, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes:
"You brat... before you went out into the world, didn't your master teach you who you can mess with and who you can't?"

Lu Chen didn't answer, only looking at him with indifferent eyes, as if he were a lamb to the slaughter.

This look infuriated Tian Boguang.

He originally didn't want to kill or bleed, not because he was kind-hearted, but because he didn't want to frighten the two beauties. Their crying and pitiful appearance would prevent him from having enough fun.

At this moment, the young man acted as if he didn't take him seriously at all. Enraged, Tian Boguang let out a sinister laugh:
"Kid, you're asking for it. Even the Heavenly King himself can't save you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved swiftly, flying out like lightning. His speed was indeed extraordinary.

As he leaped across the stream, Tian Boguang drew his single sword, unleashing a cold, moon-like arc of light that slashed down at Lu Chen's head. The force of the blade was so fierce that it seemed poised to cleave him in two.

Seeing Tian Boguang suddenly make a move, Yilin exclaimed in surprise, her face paling:
“Young Master Lu…”

Before the words were finished, a whooshing sound of wind was heard, and a dazzling sword light flashed before their eyes.

The sword light was like a fleeting flash of lightning in the rainy night, suddenly appearing before Yilin's eyes, even causing her to involuntarily close her eyes.

Even with her eyes closed, a lingering afterimage remained in her vision, as if she had been staring directly at an extremely intense lightning bolt, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

When Yilin opened her eyes again, she saw Lu Chen standing by the stream with his hands clasped behind his back, as if he had never moved. The dazzling sword light from before seemed to be just her illusion.

And Tian Boguang...

He stood three feet in front of Lu Chen, his feet submerged in knee-deep stream water, his expression quite strange.

It was somewhat unbelievable, and I felt a mix of fear and confusion.

Yilin looked at Lu Chen, then at Tian Boguang, completely bewildered, not knowing what had happened.

At this moment, a bloody gash slowly opened in Tian Boguang's throat, and fresh blood gushed out, flowing down his neck and soaking his neck and front of his shirt in the blink of an eye.

"..."

Tian Boguang opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a mouthful of foamy blood welled up in his mouth.

Then his eyes quickly lost their light, and with a thud, he fell heavily backward into the stream.

"..."

Yilin was speechless.

Although she was a Buddhist disciple, Yilin was a martial arts practitioner who had traveled thousands of miles with Abbess Dingyi and had seen the world, so she was not afraid of seeing dead people.

She never expected that the infamous lone traveler Tian Boguang would die at Lu Chen's hands in a single encounter.

She didn't even see the sword clearly, and had no idea how it pierced Tian Boguang's throat.

Or perhaps even Tian Boguang himself didn't see it clearly?
After all, his face remained blank and bewildered until the moment of his death.

"Lu, Benefactor Lu, you..."

Yilin looked at Lu Chen and stammered.

"never mind."

Huang Rong held Yilin's hand and said with a smile:

"Don't be afraid, the lecherous scoundrel is dead. This guy was just unlucky; of all times, he ran right into my brother Lu Chen..."

Yilin glanced at Tian Boguang's corpse, which was drifting away with the stream, and then at Lu Chen's calm and indifferent face. She finally realized belatedly that Lu Chen was the "divine sword from beyond the heavens" that even her master and two senior uncles found unfathomable.

Her fear just now was completely unnecessary...

Yilin took a deep breath, clasped her hands in a gesture of respect to Lu Chen, and said gratefully:
"Benefactor Lu has slain the lecherous thief, relieved Yilin of her predicament, and rid the martial world of a great scourge... Yilin thanks you, Benefactor."

Lu Chen smiled slightly:
"No need to thank me. Even if he hadn't been targeting Little Master Yilin, I wouldn't have shown any mercy if I had run into him."

Just then, several exclamations came from downstream:

"Ah, there's a corpse in the stream!"

"This person is... wait, doesn't this person look like Tian Boguang, the lone wanderer? I've seen Tian Boguang's wanted poster, and they look about 70 or 80 percent similar!"

"Tian Boguang? This notorious lecher was actually killed? Which hero performed such a righteous act?"

It is Master Lu, the "Divine Sword from Beyond the Heavens".

Yilin thought to herself, glanced at Lu Chen, and smiled at the two of them:
"It's Senior Sister Yi and the others. They must be looking for me. Benefactor Lu, Miss Huang, how about we go and meet them together?"

Lu Chen and Huang Rong nodded in agreement and walked down the road with Yi Lin.

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