Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Shi Feixuan didn't say anything more, but just sighed, feeling that this young master was probably not so easy to communicate with.

The remaining bandits, having witnessed their leader being fatally wounded by a frail woman, were terrified. Now, hearing the man in the carriage speak, they dared not linger.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and everyone dropped their weapons and fled in panic into the depths of the valley.

"You think you can just leave already?"

A charming yet icy voice came from inside the carriage.

Su Quan's figure floated out of the carriage and landed on the ground.

Although she was still recovering from her injuries, she dealt with these small fry with ease. Unlike Shi Feixuan, she wasn't holding back.

He tapped his fingers repeatedly on the vital points in the backs of the fleeing bandits.

There wasn't even a scream.

The bandits who were running suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Shi Feixuan turned her head away, knowing she couldn't stop it, and decided to avoid seeing it altogether.

Inside the carriage, Wanwan watched with great interest.

"Hehe, this lady really knows how to kill fast."

As she spoke, she rubbed her soft body against Qin Han's chest.

"Young master, when are you going to release my pressure points? My body is completely numb."

Qin Han ignored the woman; she was much more shrewd than Shi Feixuan, and he had to be wary of her.

He glanced at Su Quan, who had already finished.

"Let's continue on our journey."

Su Quan moved gracefully back to the car.

The carriage started again, running over the corpses on the ground, and slowly drove out of the canyon.

……

The carriage traveled eastward and finally entered Shandong territory three days later.

After days of traveling, everyone in the car was a little tired.

Outside a rather dilapidated-looking town, Qin Han had Jiang Yuyan stop the car.

"It's getting late, let's rest here for the night."

Qin Han lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, stretching lazily.

Having had her powers sealed for several days, Wanwan jumped off the carriage the moment Qin Han released her pressure points, her face flushed, and kept her distance from him.

I have no idea how much I've been bullied these past few days.

Shi Feixuan also got out of the car, found a clean rock and sat down cross-legged, seemingly still thinking about something.

Su Quan, Da Shuang'er, and Xiao Shuang'er were busy preparing clean water and dry food.

Jiang Yuyan parked the carriage and followed Qin Han closely, like a loyal maid.

These past few days, she has humbled herself completely, taking on all the dirty and tiring work in the car.

This made the Shuang'er sisters feel a little uncomfortable. If it weren't for needing to warm the bed at night, they would feel like they had no work to do.

Qin Han walked to a willow tree and glanced back at Jiang Yuyan.

"Come here."

Jiang Yuyan was overjoyed and quickly ran to Qin Han.

"What are your orders, young master?"

Qin Han extended a finger and touched Jiang Yuyan's forehead directly.

"You're ruthless enough, and your methods are quite good. You've also been obedient these past two days. You're a promising talent."

"I will pass on to you a mental technique that allows you to absorb other people's internal energy for your own use. As for how far you can master it, that depends on your own destiny."

As soon as she finished speaking, a flood of information and a surge of true energy rushed into Jiang Yuyan's mind.

Beiming Divine Art!

This is something Qin Han recently discovered from the dragon patterns on his body, combined with the Soul-Capturing Technique of the Free and Unfettered Sect.

This method allows any text you've read to be directly transmitted into someone's mind.

Jiang Yuyan felt a buzzing in her head and froze on the spot.

She could feel a lot more information flowing through her mind, with texts, annotations, and notes on them.

The look in their eyes when they looked at Qin and Han had changed from awe to worship.

Qin Han ignored Jiang Yuyan's burning gaze. After transmitting the skill, his eyes fell on the ridge of the field not far away.

In the fields, a tall, thin young man, dressed in rags, was carrying two buckets of manure and walking with faltering steps.

He was filthy and stinked, his hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and his face was covered by grime and tangled hair, making it impossible to see his features.

Several thugs were shoving and pushing him around, cursing under their breath.

"Aji! You fucking hurry up! You stink!"

"Damn it, you're such a useless piece of trash. No wonder you're called 'Useless Aji,' you can't even carry manure this slowly!"

Perhaps feeling that insulting someone wasn't enough, a thug kicked the young man in the back of the knee.

The young man stumbled and almost fell. The bucket of excrement on his shoulder wobbled, splashing some filth onto his body.

He kept his head down the whole time, not saying a word, as if he were deaf and mute, but silently steadied himself and continued to move forward.

Not far away, several courtesans dressed in flamboyant attire passed by. Upon seeing this scene, they all covered their noses and let out disdainful laughs.

"Isn't that 'useless Aji'? What bad luck!"

"I heard that Sister Wawa named him that so he could work in a brothel. But this man looked down on pimping and now he's ended up shoveling manure. He deserves it."

"Hmph. Who told him to look down on the girls in our brothel?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached Qin Han's ears.

swordsman?

Qin Han narrowed his eyes. Could it be that person?

After thinking for a moment, I took a step and walked straight over.

The thugs who were still shoving the young man only felt a blur before their eyes as a powerful force came from them, which they couldn't stop at all.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several people screamed and flew backward, crashing onto the edge of the field, unable to get up for a long time.

Qin Han's sudden appearance stunned everyone, and some of the people who had been surrounding him quickly left.

The young man carrying manure, also known as the useless Aji in their eyes, paused almost imperceptibly.

He kept his head down, pretending not to see anything, picked up the manure bucket, and prepared to walk around Qin Han and leave.

Qin Han stepped forward and blocked his way.

Aji stopped and lowered his head even further.

"Sir, I'm dirty, please let me pass."

"Your name is, Useless Aji?"

"Yes, I am indeed a useless Aji."

"Your sword intent is well concealed."

"Unfortunately, you can't hide it from me."

Aji's shoulders, which were carrying buckets of manure, stiffened.

When he slowly raised his head, a pair of eyes on his face, which was covered by messy hair and dirt, shone with an alarming brightness.

Those were eyes that had seen through life and death, eyes filled only with pain.

He glanced at Qin Han, then silently turned around, intending to go around from the other side.