Entry copying begins with kidnapping Wang Yuyan

"Son-in-law, this donkey is so expensive!"

Youcao suggested, "Let's buy horses instead. Fifty taels can buy a fine northern horse."

"My son, my son!"

The white donkey, dissatisfied, brayed and snorted at the secluded grass.

The merchant snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "Sell! Sir, let me make this clear beforehand: this donkey has a bad temper. Once the money is paid, there are no returns."

Bad temper?

Li Mo reached out his hand, and the white donkey nuzzled its head against his hand, showing no sign of being in a bad mood whatsoever.

The customer was dumbfounded!

Does this donkey also judge by its appearance?

However, this was not the time to dwell on this, so he quickly handed the reins to Li Mo.

"Young master, this donkey is now yours."

Li Mo took out a silver note from his sleeve and handed it over. The merchant happily accepted it, then took out a rough piece of yellow paper from his pocket and handed it over as well.

"Young master, this is the contract. The official seal has already been affixed. You just need to fill in your name."

Li Mo opened it and, sure enough, saw the official red seal on it.

Holy crap, blank print!

As far as he knows, it's similar in ancient and modern times; the official seal on documents was added later.

Adding it like this now is illegal.

However, being a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world) person, he didn't care and casually handed the reins to Youcao.

"Youcao, come and lead the donkey!"

Youcao took the rope, and the white donkey didn't resist at all, behaving very obediently: "I thought young master would buy a fine horse!"

"No thoroughbred horse can compare to this!"

With an SS-level entry in hand, this donkey is far better than a thoroughbred horse in his hands.

Yin Susu was taken aback: "This donkey is better than a horse?!"

"You'll find out later!" Li Mo didn't explain much, pointing to a three-story restaurant in front of them, "That Hongyun Restaurant up ahead is always packed with customers, so the food must be pretty good. Let's go eat there."

Bai Axiu: "Since it's my brother's treat, we'll just go along with it."

"Yes, we're not picky!"

After handing the white donkey over to the waiter, the group stepped into the restaurant.

This was Li Mo's first time entering an ancient-style restaurant, and he found it quite novel.

Scholars fan themselves, sip tea, and discuss poetry; merchants fiddle with abacuses, discussing market prices; and江湖人士 (jianghu figures) carry swords, eat large chunks of meat, and drink heartily—they are the loudest of all.

One by one, the terms appeared.

[Merchant] [Scholar] [Waitress] [Ox - Twelve Zodiac Signs] [Horse - Twelve Zodiac Signs]

Two of the twelve constellations are hidden here, indicating that the Yan Nantian treasure map has attracted many people.

Huang Niu was a tall, burly man with a thick beard and bulging muscles all over his body, as if he possessed the "power of nine dragons".

Ma was a woman, dressed lightly, with a seductive expression, large expanses of her snow-white skin exposed. Although the merchants and scholars in the tavern were engaged in conversation, their gazes frequently fell upon her. The woman was not shy; on the contrary, she frequently flirted with him, and when she saw the embarrassed expressions on the faces of the scholars and merchants, she would let out a clear, crisp laugh.

She seemed to really enjoy this feeling.

In contrast, the people in the martial arts world, though they appear flamboyant and unrestrained, are very disciplined and dare not look at them for long.

Scholars and merchants are bold because they have never seen real martial arts practitioners take action. Their information about martial arts practitioners comes mostly from stories and rumors, and they do not have a clear understanding of the brutality of martial arts practitioners.

A scantily clad, attention-seeking figure in the martial arts world is certainly not a simple character; they would never dare to provoke him.

Li Mo pretended not to know and waved his hand: "Waiter, bring up all your best dishes."

"Please wait a moment, distinguished guests."

The group sat down and waited for a while before the waiter brought out cold dishes and pastries.

Li Mo glanced at it, surprised: 'There was no poison?'

He nodded to everyone: "It's okay to eat."

Yin Susu and Bai Axiu had no idea that Li Mo was a novice in the martial arts world. Upon hearing this, they breathed a sigh of relief and picked up some food with their chopsticks.

Youcao and Wang Yuyan were even simpler; they had absolutely no impression of the martial arts world and were almost entirely wary of it.

boom!

Suddenly, someone slammed their hand on the table and stood up; it was none other than the Yellow Ox, one of the twelve constellations.

"Kid, your gaze lingered on me for a moment just now, so you must have recognized me. And you didn't run away? Aren't you afraid of me?"

"I'm running away, aren't you going to chase me?"

The scalper pointed at Yin Susu and said, "I only want her, I don't care about you."

"No," the woman suddenly interjected, "this young man is mine!"

From the moment Li Mo entered the restaurant, her gaze shifted from the merchant and scholar, and she began to flirt with Li Mo through her eyes.

But Li Mo remained unmoved, as if he were giving all his charms to a blind man.

So funny!

It would be a lifelong regret not to have some fun with such a man.

The scalper grinned lewdly: "Young man, you're in luck!"

"I wouldn't even look at her!" Li Mo said bluntly. "Bullhead, if you want her, you can have her."

The ox's expression froze; he hadn't expected anyone to dare speak to the twelve zodiac signs like that.

The Twelve Constellations martial arts are not the best in the world, but their fearsome reputation is enough to make ordinary people in the martial arts world weak in the knees. Yet the kid in front of him showed no fear whatsoever.

"You little brat, you're asking for it!"

The woman's beautiful face contorted, her figure swaying like a willow in the wind. In the blink of an eye, she was right in front of him, her jade-like hand reaching for Li Mo's neck.

"It's still uncertain who will live and who will die!"

As he spoke, he handed out his chopsticks, which met the woman's hand.

The woman's gaze was cold, and she chuckled inwardly: 'So he's just a fool. Do you think mere chopsticks can withstand my palm strike?'

A master can injure an enemy with a mere flick of a flower or a pluck of a leaf.

But the young man in front of him didn't have a strong aura, nor was he a well-known master in the martial arts world; he was clearly not that kind of expert.

With a single clench of the five fingers, the chopsticks are about to be crushed.

Just then, he felt a numbness in his wrist, his strength reversed, and his body involuntarily rose into the air.

The ox's expression changed. He looked at the woman who was about to hit him, and moved slightly to dodge.

Whoosh!

The woman landed, smashing the table and splattering wine, food, and meat all over herself. A few vegetable leaves stuck to her fair cheeks, and she was no longer the charming woman she had been moments before.

"You, you..."

The woman was horrified and coughed up blood, crying out, "Ming...Ming Cult..."

In the blink of an eye, the woman thought of many things.

There are many martial arts techniques that can reverse an opponent's attack; Shaolin, Wudang, Ming Cult, Yihua Palace, and Yanziwu all possess them.

The person in front of them was clearly not from Shaolin or Wudang, nor was he Murong Fu. Furthermore, Yihua Palace had never accepted male disciples. Therefore, it could only be the Ming Cult from the Western Regions.

She only didn't recognize the masters from the Western Regions, who rarely appeared in the Central Plains.

Moreover, it makes perfect sense that a Ming Cult expert would appear by the side of the Eagle Cult's daughter.

The scalper took another step back, positioning himself near the window: "Is the Ming Cult going to get involved in this?"

"I'm not a member of the Ming Cult." The Ming Cult has a bad reputation and is considered heretical by Buddhism and Taoism. Li Mo doesn't want to use their banner to avoid being targeted by Buddhism and Taoism in the Central Plains. "I'm just a passerby."

The scalper's gaze fell on Yin Susu: "A passerby? Hmph, a passerby has no right to concern himself with the affairs of the Sky Eagle Sect."

"I didn't want to either." Li Mo reached out and drew the soft sword offered by the Azure Serpent God. With a surge of true energy, the sword straightened. "It's just that you Twelve Constellations act so unethically, even killing passersby. I couldn't escape even if I wanted to!"

Upon seeing the longsword, both the ox and the woman felt a chill run down their spines.

That's the stinky snake's sword.

People in the martial arts world never let go of their weapons. If a person's weapon has been confiscated, they are probably already dead!

Without the slightest hesitation, the ox, as nimble as a cat, leaped out of the window, while the woman struck the ground with her palm, using the momentum to fly towards the other window.