Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Wang Yuyan, holding Qin Han's arm, naturally noticed Su Quan leading Da Shuang'er and Xiao Shuang'er out.

Three women, each more beautiful than the last.

Especially the twin sisters, who look exactly alike, both pretty and charming.

Add to that Su Quan's mature and alluring charm...

Wang Yuyan's hands unconsciously tightened.

really.

The sisters were right.

I've only been out for a short time, and I already have so many girlfriends around me.

She pressed her face against Qin Han's shoulder, like a kitten guarding its food, showing no intention of letting go.

Su Quan got out of the car and understood immediately.

She's just a young girl at heart.

She smiled slightly, took a step forward, and her posture was respectful yet neither humble nor arrogant.

"This humble servant is Su Quan, and greets Madam."

Da Shuang'er and Xiao Shuang'er bowed in unison.

"Good day, Madam."

The two girls had clear, melodious voices and were incredibly well-behaved.

Wang Yuyan finally smiled with satisfaction. Back in Sichuan, she was always waited on hand and foot, and she was very pleased with the newcomer's thoughtfulness.

She released Qin Han's arm and took Da Shuang'er's hand.

"They're all my sisters, don't be so polite."

Qin Han looked at the scene and shook his head.

Wang Yuyan has really changed. It seems that a person's environment can really change them. However, with more women, there will be more trouble.

None of that matters right now.

"Alright, alright."

He patted Wang Yuyan's hand and turned to walk towards the carriage.

"Aji, let's set off for Mount Tai."

On the carriage shaft, Xie Xiaofeng frowned and flicked the reins.

"drive."

The carriage slowly started moving.

Dong Tianbao and Zhang Junbao mounted their horses and stood guard on either side of the carriage.

Dozens of riders followed behind.

The group, in a grand procession, headed towards Mount Tai.

……

Two days later.

At the foot of Mount Tai.

Looking into the distance, Qin Han frowned.

Crowds of people.

Numerous camps have already been set up on the plains at the foot of Mount Tai.

Banners fluttered in the wind; there were at least a hundred flags of all sizes.

The most common type is the Golden Snake Flag, but the designs on the Golden Snake Flag are incredibly varied.

Some snakes face left, and some face right.

Some snakes have their bodies wrapped around knives, while others have their tails coiled around cauldrons.

A single golden snake flag has been transformed into more than a dozen versions.

"Why is the Golden Snake Camp in such a chaotic mess?"

Dong Tianbao, still on his horse, spat.

It's important to understand that while the generals under Qin and Han dynasties each had their own troops, their banners were all uniformly black and gold dragon-patterned. Only when troops were divided for campaigns would the banner bear the surname of the general, such as Dong Tianbao's Dong or Qin Qiong's Qin. This was solely for the purpose of clearly identifying the roles of different units during tactical deployments on the battlefield, preventing soldiers from being unsure of whose side to follow.

Unlike the Golden Snake Camp, where even the basic main flag was a mess.

Zhang Junbao's gaze was calm as he said in a low voice, "Everyone in the mountain strongholds is claiming to be the legitimate one, so the Golden Serpent Camp is probably already dead in all but name."

Qin Han leaned against the carriage and lifted a corner of the curtain to look outside.

Inside the carriage, Wang Yuyan, blushing, nestled against his left side, while Su Quan knelt on his right, ready to serve him at any moment.

Da Shuang'er poured tea and Xiao Shuang'er peeled fruit.

Jiang Yuyan huddled in a corner, but her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness as she constantly scanned the martial arts figures outside the window.

Qin Han could see clearly that the girl was counting heads.

They're probably already figuring out who's been isolated so they can use the Northern Darkness Divine Art to absorb their internal energy.

"Park the car next to the bamboo grove on the east side."

Qin Han gave the order.

Xie Xiaofeng did not respond, but the carriage smoothly turned a corner and headed towards the bamboo forest away from the crowd.

The carriage came to a stop.

Qin Han led everyone out of the car.

"Tianbao and Junbao, come with me."

He paused, then glanced at Su Quan again.

"You come too. Tell me, how much does your Divine Dragon Cult know about the Golden Serpent Camp?"

Su Quan bowed slightly: "The Divine Dragon Sect and the Golden Snake Camp had some dealings in the past, but I only know some old stories."

That's enough.

Finally, he said to Wang Yuyan, "You must be tired from your journey. Madam, please stay here and watch them set up their camp."

Wang Yuyan was obedient in this respect. Knowing that Qin Han had important business to attend to, she instructed the people who came with her to start setting up camp.

Jiang Yuyan's eyes darted around, but Qin Han stopped her with a single glance.

"Now is not the time to cause trouble, just stay put."

Jiang Yuyan shrank back and obediently went to help Wang Yuyan.

……

The market was even more bustling than it appeared from a distance.

Shouts, curses, and even the sounds of clashing weapons were mixed together.

Various江湖豪客 (jianghu heroes) gathered in small groups, some playing drinking games at the wine stalls, others competing at the contest stalls.

The air was thick with the smells of strong liquor, sweat, and blood.

Qin Han and his three companions walked among the crowd, inconspicuous.

He changed into a blue robe, toned down his imposing manner, and looked like an ordinary young master.

But Dong Tianbao is quite big now; his size is so conspicuous that he attracts attention wherever he goes.

"Tianbao, can you stop glaring at people?" Qin Han said helplessly.

"Big brother, it wasn't me glaring at them, they were the ones who looked at me first! So I had to look back!" Dong Tianbao said, looking aggrieved.

Zhang Junbao covered his face.

He wondered if his brother had put all that muscle into his brain: "Just shut up and listen to your big brother."

Qin Han had stopped at a tea stall with a second floor, and the four of them followed him upstairs.

A few江湖客 (jianghu ke, martial arts practitioners) were making a loud commotion downstairs.

"Have you heard? This championship isn't just about vying for the Golden Serpent King's title!"

A bearded man took a swig of liquor and lowered his voice, but it had no effect on keeping the conversation a secret.

"That Yuan Chengzhi guy hid an enormous treasure before he died!"

"What treasure?" The eyes of the people nearby lit up.

"The Treasure of the Rebel King!"

The bearded man slapped the table, spitting as he spoke.

"When Li Zicheng entered Beijing, how much gold and silver jewelry did he plunder from the Ming imperial family? Later, his army suffered a crushing defeat, and the whereabouts of that treasure became unknown!"

"It is said that Yuan Chengzhi possesses a treasure map, hidden inside the main tent of the Golden Snake Camp!"

"Whoever ascends to the throne of the Golden Serpent King will own that treasure!"

Upon hearing this, the voices at the surrounding tables all fell silent.

But those bright eyes betrayed everyone's thoughts.

Listening to this information, Qin Han guessed it must be the treasure from the Dagongfang in Nanjing. Where would Yuan Chengzhi, a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person of the martial arts world), get so much money to organize a rebel army? He must have obtained some treasure as his first pot of gold, just like Qin Han.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

really.

What about acting on behalf of Heaven, what about overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming, what about unwavering righteousness?

Ultimately, it all comes down to profit.

Su Quan leaned close to Qin Han's ear and whispered, "Young Master, I've also heard about the treasure of the Rebel King. Back then, the Divine Dragon Sect wanted to get their hands on this treasure, but no one dared to touch it while Yuan Chengzhi was alive."

"Now that the man is dead, the vultures have naturally all come," Qin Han said indifferently.

His gaze swept past the crowd and landed on a large flag at the end of the market.

That flag is not the Golden Snake Flag.

Instead, there were two huge characters.

Shaolin.