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Dawangzhai was still bustling with activity, as if the previous turmoil had long since subsided and there was no longer any need to worry.

Deep in the mountain cave, the bandit leader, Ghost Fears Sorrow, was eating meat and drinking wine with gusto. Two disheveled disciples from the main sect were chained to his feet, their clothing suggesting they were from the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Green Mountain Sect, respectively.

These two went up the mountain to exorcise demons and protect the righteous path, but ended up as prisoners of war.

Fortunately, the two weren't female knights-errant, otherwise their buttocks would have been in serious trouble.

"Your Majesty!!!!"

Gui Jianchou glared, "The imperial envoy is here! What kind of panicked behavior is this!"

"What happened?"

The soldier who came to report fell to his knees with a thud, wailing, "That old lady is here again!"

"ah?!"

The wine bowl that Ghost Fears Sorrow was smashed on the ground, and the lively cave fell silent instantly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Gui Jianchou patted his chest and comforted himself, "Just in case, I specially invited an envoy to guard the area, and I also received the Xuanhuo Divine Pill bestowed by the envoy."

"Young hero? Master? Hmph! I'll make sure he doesn't leave alive!"

After saying that, he threw off the iron chains and scrambled out of the cave, running straight towards a luxuriously decorated house.

"Save me, Your Majesty! Save me, Your Majesty!"

Rewinding to a slightly earlier time, Sheng Wansong, along with An Lan, Guan Lin, and Zhang Jiao, arrived at a point several kilometers outside Dawangzhai.

"In this operation, the three of you must find a way to take down the Great King's Stronghold."

Sheng Wansong gave the order in a calm tone, "I will not take action unless absolutely necessary."

"Just pretend I don't exist."

After saying this, Sheng Wansong concealed himself and hid in a high place, waiting for the three to take action.

Compared to the past, all three of them have made rapid progress in their skills.

An Lan had only been a beginner for a very short time and had a lot of room for growth. Recently, she had been working hard day and night to improve her strength, and now she was eager to avenge her previous defeat.

Guan Lin and Zhang Jiao, on the other hand, have practiced martial arts for many years, practicing basic techniques daily, and have a solid foundation. Now, their lives have changed dramatically, from a simple bicycle to a motorcycle, from the past to the present, and in just a few days, they are completely different.

If we only consider their strength on paper, all three of them are only slightly weaker than Gui Jianchou.

However, considering their experience in the martial arts world and their proficiency in martial arts techniques, they still have a long way to go.

Moreover, that Ghost Fear was a mountain king, with hundreds of well-trained bandits under his command to cooperate in besieging the stronghold and attacking reinforcements.

A direct attack would be tantamount to suicide.

"A bunch of bandits dares to call themselves king!"

Zhang Jiao was excited and eager to try, rubbing her hands together and saying, "I've wanted to wipe them out for a long time!"

"Third sister, you mustn't act rashly!"

Guan Lin quickly intervened, advising, "Have you forgotten what Big Brother said? Ghost's Sorrow is stronger than us, and he has hundreds of elite soldiers under his command. Acting rashly will only cause trouble for Big Brother."

Zhang Jiao pursed her lips and retorted, "Then tell me, what should we do?"

Guan Lin hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at An Lan, "An An."

"Call me Anlan. An'an is a name used exclusively by the master."

Before Guan Lin could finish speaking, An Lan glared at her and retorted coldly, demanding that Guan Lin change her form of address.

Guan Lin didn't know what she had done to anger this little princess, who had been ignoring her these past few days. But she didn't go against her wishes. "Little sister Anlan, I heard from my elder brother that you and Guijianchou once fought. Knowing of my elder brother's existence, Guijianchou would certainly not dare to harbor any murderous intent."

"Why don't you go and challenge them again to draw their attention? While they are focused on the front gate, my third sister and I can sneak behind enemy lines and see if we can find a way to wipe them out in one fell swoop."

Although she disliked the two of them, Anlan hoped to do things well and please her master.

Guan Lin's words made sense, so she didn't refuse, but simply nodded in agreement, "Okay!"

Just as the plan was about to be finalized, Zhang Jiao suddenly asked, "Big Brother said he would secretly protect us."

"But if we split into two or even three groups, will our eldest brother be able to handle everything if something unexpected happens?"

Zhang Jiao may seem reckless, but she is actually quite perceptive and points out a hidden danger that Guan Lin has not noticed.

An Lan had her own answer to this question, and she was confident: "Our master is a god descended to earth. He can easily step over the mere area of ​​Dawang Village. Of course, he can protect it."

Sheng Wansong also transmitted his voice from the shadows, his voice drifting over, "With me here, you may do as you please."

"There's no need to worry about any danger."

Then, that scene that followed happened.

An Lan charged straight to the gate of Dawangzhai, killed two sentries at the front, and shouted, "You bastard! Get out here!"

"Ghost's Sorrow is a title, not my real name! My surname is Mountain King!"

The mountain bandit, carrying a machete, walked out cursing.

He has already sought help from the envoy, requesting the envoy's assistance.

The envoy had already agreed, but the little maidservant who accompanied him insisted on having a fight with that brat herself for the sake of watching the spectacle.

The girl held a high position, so the envoy went along with her wishes and listened to her suggestion.

"Damn it, why are all these top-tier fighters accompanied by a little girl?"

"Once I get through this bad luck, I'm going to raise a little girl!"

An Lan looked at him coldly, wanting to use the man in front of her as a punching bag to vent the resentment she had been holding in for the past few days.

With a flick of her bare palm, she unleashed a deadly attack.

"Undercurrents are surging!"

"A hungry wolf pounces on its prey!"

Gui Jianchou drew his sword to parry, using offense as defense in an attempt to block An Lan's killing move.

The two attacks collided, and Gui Jianchou staggered back several steps, his heart filled with horror.

"This girl's skill has increased by nearly 30% in just a few days! She's only half a point weaker than me now!"

He inwardly groaned, "Damn it, those two said they'd make their move at the right time, but who knows if they'll be able to save me in time."

With reservations, Guijianchou dared not easily strike, and could only try his best to negotiate, hoping that the old lady would have seen enough and allow the envoy to make a move.

However, An Lan's strength had greatly increased, and he was in a rather awkward situation defending against her.

An Lan, on the other hand, greedily absorbed practical experience.

Not only internal strength, but also martial arts experience has entered the race.

As her strength improved, Ghost's Sorrow became increasingly uncomfortable.

"What a boring fight!"

The girl hidden in the shadows yawned. "That girl looks no older than two fingers, yet she has such cultivation. I wonder which sect or school she comes from."

Standing next to the girl was an octogenarian, leaning on a cane, with atrophied skin.

"This girl's martial arts are unorthodox; it's impossible to discern which school or style she belongs to."

"But his internal strength is so refined that he must have cultivated a profound mental technique."

"Hmph! That cowardly brat Gui Jianchou is such a pathetic coward!"

The girl was also feeling quite bored. As she looked around, she happened to catch sight of two figures sneaking into the mountain stronghold. She couldn't help but smile and say, "This is interesting."

"Old man, I'll go check on the situation."

Old Ku lowered his eyes and said, "Mystic Maiden, please do as you please. If you encounter any danger, remember to call for this old servant."

Xuan Nu nodded, and with a swift movement, she leaped out from the shadows and hung behind the two figures.

"Second sister, where are we going now?"

"Let's check out the warehouse first!"