Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Linghu Chong's body convulsed violently, and his eyes widened to their maximum size.

The pupils dilated rapidly.

He died without ever receiving an answer.

Qin Han withdrew his arm, flicked his sleeve, and splattered the thick blood onto Linghu Chong's corpse.

I hadn't originally planned to take action so soon.

The original plan was to wait until he had successfully established himself in Sichuan before slowly rescuing the six major sects and dealing with Linghu Chong in the process.

I never expected this guy to walk right into my trap.

To be honest, reputation is a really useful thing.

If Qin Han's reputation in the martial arts world were even slightly worse, Linghu Chong wouldn't have bothered to come and beg him; he would have gone to Feng Qingyang, or perhaps Shaolin and Wudang.

Qin Han looked at the corpse on the ground.

Actually, Linghu Chong was a good person, it's just a pity...

Good people are never the ones who survive to the end.

As Linghu Chong breathed his last, an invisible and intangible aura emanated from his body and entered Qin Han's body.

Fortune is elusive and intangible; only the Qin and Han dynasties themselves could perceive it.

The dragon pattern on his chest slithered under his skin, greedily devouring the fortune that had been stripped from Linghu Chong.

It felt the same as when I absorbed Zhang Wuji's luck outside Qingshan Town.

But this time, because of the impending saturation, Qin Han felt very special.

Feeling the changes in the tattoo.

The dragon pattern extends from the arm to the back, each line expanding and filling up, like a dried-up riverbed being filled with water.

I thought it was over.

The tattoo suddenly got heated.

It wasn't a warm temperature, it was burning.

A surge of information flooded my mind, much like the feeling I had when the python pattern evolved into the dragon pattern.

The dragon pattern is already saturated.

This momentum must be released as soon as possible.

otherwise……

Qin Han opened his eyes.

Looking at the faint lines appearing on my right arm, I cursed inwardly.

Back when the tattoo was a python pattern, it contained ten years' worth of accumulated good fortune, which I could release whenever I wanted.

The rules changed after evolving into the dragon pattern?

We must use it as soon as possible, otherwise a good thing might turn into a bad thing.

how fast?

Qin Han carefully assessed his current level of skill and power.

A week.

Within a week at most, you must completely expel this extremely abundant energy from your body.

Before I could think too much, my mind was already replaying the places where the protagonist had fortuitous encounters.

What other places in Sichuan are worth going all in on?

Emei?

In Gu Long's world, there is a treasure hidden in Emei Mountain, containing the "Five Ultimate Divine Skills" and a large amount of wealth and weapons.

But it's uncertain whether things belonging to the Gu Long system still exist in this merged world, and Zhou Zhiruo wasn't asked about that back then.

Liancheng Jue?

We've already obtained the treasure from Tianning Temple, so there's no point in going there again.

Kunlun Mountains?

When he became the leader of the Ming Cult, he personally went to Kunlun Mountain and took the Nine Yang Divine Skill that was buried underground, but he never had the time to look at it.

There's nothing else besides the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

If Sichuan doesn't work, then we need to look elsewhere.

Langhuan Paradise, Cliff of Contemplation, Golden Snake Gentleman's Treasure Cave, Valley of Heartbreak...

Place names flashed through Qin Han's mind.

It suddenly stopped.

Desperate Valley.

Or more accurately, the Dugu Sword Tomb in Xiangyang.

In the world of martial arts, what is the most powerful martial arts opportunity?

Aside from the Tai Xuan Scripture of Xia Ke Island, the Dugu Nine Swords are undoubtedly the best choice.

The Tai Xuan Jing is located far away on Xia Ke Island, and we've never heard of any "rewarding good and punishing evil" envoys there, so it's clearly impossible.

It's just that we're not sure what stage Yang Guo has reached right now.

Did Yang Guo lose an arm? Did he learn the Heavy Sword Technique in the Dugu Sword Tomb after encountering the Condor Heroes?

However, even though Yang Guo has already taken the Dugu Nine Swords, his all-in bet on luck, based on previous experience, can still generate even stronger opportunities.

Everyone says that it was the Dugu Nine Swords that saved the Condor Heroes.

What can you expect if you go all in with your luck?

Qin Han was genuinely curious.

"Xiao Zhao".

Qin Han shouted.

Xiao Zhao walked over carrying a knife, her exotic face still somewhat unnatural, clearly indicating that the scene just now had a significant impact on her.

But we still made it through.

"Young master?"

Qin Han looked at Xiao Zhao.

"Are you afraid of me? Do you think the young master is indiscriminately killing innocent people?"

Xiao Zhao shook her head.

"no."

The voice was soft, but very earnest.

"These days I've been following you, young master, and I've prepared everything perfectly. Everything you do is right."

He paused for a moment.

"Young Master is the support for both me and my mother. No matter what, I will stand by Young Master's side."

Qin Han looked at her for two seconds. This girl does tell the truth. Does she have a powerful backer?

He smiled but didn't say anything more.

He pulled a letter from his pocket.

This letter was originally kept just in case; I wouldn't have needed it if I went back to Lingjiu Palace myself.

But now the situation has changed. Unexpectedly, after killing Linghu Chong, the reaction of the dragon pattern forced him to rush to Dugu Sword Tomb in Xiangyang.

The round trip, plus the time to seize new opportunities, will take anywhere from half a month to nearly a month.

By the time we return to Sichuan, the Ming Cult members should have all arrived.

"Now take this letter to the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan and give it to Palace Master Li."

Xiao Zhao took the letter, somewhat surprised.

"Young master, aren't we going to the Ruan family? Are you leaving?"

Qin Han felt the ever-expanding energy within his body, just like he had eaten too much.

Returning to Lingjiu Palace now would mean waiting for a large-scale relocation of the Ming Cult, so there's still plenty of time.

"Well, I just remembered something important I need to do in Xiangyang. I'll be back in half a month to a month at the latest."

He stepped forward, pulled Xiao Zhao in front of him, and pinched her smooth little face.

"Take this mad blade with you to Lingjiu Palace. She is the young master's wife, and she will naturally believe you when she sees the blade."

Xiao Zhao blushed as she was pinched. Her mouth moved as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't.

He nodded obediently.

"Then please be careful on your journey, young master."

Qin Han hummed in agreement and turned to walk to Linghu Chong's corpse.

He raised his right palm and unleashed a powerful palm strike.

The immense true energy poured into the ground, and Linghu Chong's corpse was reduced to dust by the force of his palm, merging with the soil without leaving any trace.

When doing something, you have to go all the way; don't just fake your death.

Qin Han flicked his sleeves and strode towards the northeast.

Xiangyang.

With his current skill level combined with the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), if he travels at full speed without rest, he can arrive in two days at most.

With a leap, he disappeared at the edge of the forest.

Xiao Zhao stood there, looking in the direction Qin Han had left, and didn't move for a long time.

The wind blew by, stirring up the dust on the ground.

The lingering smell of blood in the air was quickly dispelled by the mountain breeze.

"Young master... have a safe journey."

Xiao Zhao pursed her lips and headed towards the Tianshan Mountains.