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"But since you're all so outspoken, I'll add some more spice to your story."

Upon hearing this, Wu Laoda and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they all tried to escape using their own methods. However, before they could make a move, they saw that a water bag had appeared in Lu Ming's right hand at some point. With a forceful wave, his fingernails burst open, and ice blades carrying a chilling aura flew out.

A shower of ice blades, one of the most commonly used concealed weapon techniques, were controlled by Lu Ming. These ice blades moved like tracking missiles, each with its own target and incredibly fast, giving the attackers no time to react.

One-tenth of the ice blades were aimed at Zhuo Bufan and Buping Daoren. Unlike Wu Laoda and the others, these two had not been cursed by Tong Lao with the Life and Death Talisman. They were survivors of the sects that Tong Lao had wiped out, and they came here only for revenge.

"Ah! Ah!..."

Screams rang out one after another. The thirty-six cave masters, the seventy-two island masters, as well as Zhuo Bufan and Buping Daoren, who were the focus of Lu Ming's attention, all had many cuts on their bodies. The ice blades disappeared the moment they cut their bodies.

"This is actually a Life and Death Talisman!"

An intense itch surged through them, and Boss Wu roared in terror. But the itch was far more intense than ever before. They scratched their wounds repeatedly, quickly turning them into festering sores that they bled profusely.

"Young hero, please spare us! We know we were wrong, we'll never do it again!"

As Wu Laoda and his men grabbed him, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy. They had life-and-death talismans on them and had similar experiences before, so their tolerance was relatively strong.

Zhuo Bufan and Buping, however, were in a worse state. They scratched more frequently and harder, leaving bloody marks on their bodies with each scratch, staining their coarse clothes red with blood.

"You weren't wrong, you were just scared!"

Lu Ming looked at these people with disdain, not bothering to revive their life-and-death talismans. Instead, he slowly walked up to Zhuo Bufan, looked down at him, and said, "The One-Word Wisdom Sword Sect has already been wiped out. Why can't you just keep your tail between your legs?! Why do you have to come out seeking revenge and courting death?"

"Spare me! I'll never do it again!...Or kill me!"

Zhuo Bufan's voice had become hoarse, and he scratched himself even harder with both hands. His old coarse cloth shirt had been torn to shreds, revealing the corner of a book hidden under the lining.

Thinking of that sword manual, after Lu Ming killed Zhuo Bufan with a single sword strike, he reached out and pulled the book from Zhuo Bufan's arms. The cover only had four words: "Boundless Sword Manual".

Upon seeing this name, Lu Ming's expression turned somewhat strange. If he remembered correctly, the sword manual that Zhuo Bufan obtained in the old version of Tianlong was called "Wuliang Sword Manual." It seemed that Wuyazi wrote it casually after watching the Wuliang Sword Technique when he and Li Qiushui were living in seclusion in Langhuan Paradise.

I quickly flipped through the book and sure enough, I saw Wuyazi's name on the last page.

With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, Lu Ming looked up at the monsters and demons around him who were already rolling on the ground and howling in pain. He stretched out his hand, grabbed a large number of leaves from the tree, and, mimicking the force of the "flower-picking finger" technique, flung them out.

The leaves scattered and precisely struck the acupoints on these people, and a gentle, yin-like force seeped into their bodies, instantly relieving their itching.

Immediately following were waves of excruciating pain emanating from all parts of their bodies, but they dared not examine their scratched skin. Instead, they all crawled to a spot not far from Lu Ming and kowtowed repeatedly in gratitude.

"Thank you for sparing my life, young hero!"

"We'll never do it again!"

"From now on, we will definitely follow the lead of Young Hero and Granny Tong!"

"..."

Lu Ming ignored these people and kept scanning his surroundings, as if searching for something. He hadn't forgotten his purpose in coming here: to learn the Lingjiu Palace's part of the Xiaoyao Sect's inheritance from his senior uncle, Tong Lao.

Because Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui were husband and wife, they inherited each other's skills, which is why Wu Yazi knew the Lesser Formless Skill and Li Qiushui knew the Northern Darkness Divine Skill.

When Wu Yazi was teaching Lu Ming, he also passed on Li Qiushui's part of the inheritance to him, so Lu Ming is now only missing the part of the inheritance from Tianshan Tonglao.

In particular, the Pure Yang Supreme Skill and the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand are two unique skills. One is related to whether Lu Ming can combine the original version of the Eternal Youth and Longevity Skill, and the other is the pinnacle of the Xiaoyao Sect's external skills. It can transform all the martial arts in the world into one's own and is a martial art that can never be fully learned.

Moreover, Tong Lao herself is the second most powerful martial arts master in the world of Tianlong, second only to the Sweeper Monk. If one could receive her guidance, one's martial arts would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Soon, Lu Ming found a huge cloth bag not far from where Boss Wu had been standing. The bag was bulging and bulging, as if something was moving inside.

"Found it! This must be the bag that bumped into my master uncle!"

Lu Ming quickly moved to the bag, untied the rope binding it, and pulled it down to reveal a girl with the figure of a toddler, who looked to be only six or seven years old. She was none other than the master of the Tianshan Lingjiu Palace—Tianshan Tonglao.

The girl appeared timid, but her large, dark, and bright eyes were secretly observing Lu Ming.

Although she was in a state of dissipated power, her martial arts realm was still intact, and her five senses were far beyond those of ordinary people. Although she could not see what happened in the woods just now, she heard it clearly and knew that the boy in front of her had some connection with her.

She just didn't know if it was her junior brother's disciple or that bitch's disciple. If it was her junior brother's disciple, it would be fine; he probably had something to ask her for. But if it was that bitch's disciple, she would be in danger.

Therefore, she dared not easily reveal her identity.

"Disciple Lu Ming greets Grandmaster Uncle!"

Lu Ming took two steps back, clasped his hands in a respectful bow to the girl, and revealed the green jade thumb ring on his right hand to indicate his identity.

"Who is Wuyazi to you?!...Did he send you...to find me?"

Upon seeing the ring, Tong Lao became agitated. Her previous timidity vanished completely, replaced by an undeniable domineering presence.

"What?!... She's actually the Heavenly Child Granny!... If I had known, I would have killed her long ago... I actually missed the chance to kill that old hag."

Old Wu slapped his thigh and exclaimed in delight, regretting his actions deeply. If he had known that the girl was the Heavenly Child Granny, he would have slapped her to death long ago.

At the same time, he wondered why the old woman's strength had become so weak, and she was just a little girl who had never practiced martial arts.

Upon learning that the girl was the Heavenly Child Granny, all the other demons and monsters instinctively placed their hands on their weapons, intending to kill her. However, when they saw Lu Ming standing in front of the Granny, their thoughts vanished instantly.