Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

All the martial arts practitioners in the room turned to look at the entrance.

Gongsun Zhi's friendly smile towards Yang Guo vanished instantly.

My lips twitched. Who's causing trouble now?!

Not only Master Yideng came today, but also King Jinlun, along with Huodu and Darba.

Huo Du quickly spotted the newcomer in the crowd.

"It's him?!"

Darba scratched his bald head sheepishly.

"Senior brother, do you know this person?"

Huo Du was about to explode. Although he had never met Qin Han, Mongolia had portraits of him.

The master beside him, the Golden Wheel Monk, was beaten unconscious by this person in Western Xia. How could Huo Du not explode?

The Golden Wheel Monk's face turned green. How come he always runs into this nemesis wherever he goes?

I wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible, so I used the people in front of me to avoid the person at the door's line of sight.

Master Yideng clasped his hands together, lowered his white eyebrows, and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

"Amitabha."

Zhu Ziliu moved closer.

"Master, who is this?"

Master Yideng of this world is a patriarch-level figure of Tianlong Temple in Dali.

He had heard Duan Yu mention this King of Qin, so he clearly recognized the newcomer's identity.

"The Qin King of Shu, the Qin and Han dynasties."

Zhu Ziliu gasped, immediately recalling how the Qin Prince's Mansion had killed two elders of the Yin Gui Sect overnight.

The Yin Kui faction hasn't dared to utter a single word.

Qin Han led the three women into the hall.

When Gongsun Zhi saw the several beautiful figures behind the newcomer, he had rarely seen such outstanding women in the Valley of Heartbreak, even after living there for decades.

He immediately suppressed his anger at having his door broken down and put on a friendly smile to greet them.

"You gentlemen have come from afar, could it be... to congratulate my daughter?"

Qin Han noticed Yang Guo as soon as he entered the room, and turned his head to look at Xiaolongnu standing next to him.

"Is this your apprentice?"

Xiaolongnu followed his gaze and landed on the one-armed youth in the center.

Yang Guo was wearing a bright red wedding robe, his left hand gripping the hilt of the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, while his right sleeve was empty.

Little Dragon Girl looked at Yang Guo's current appearance.

"Guo'er..."

Yang Guo froze on the spot.

"Aunt...Aunt? Is it really you?!"

He turned his head sharply, and his once handsome and fair face now bore the marks of wind and sun.

When I saw the familiar white-clad figure at the door, my eyes welled up with tears.

Yang Guo ripped off his bright red wedding robe and rushed toward the gate.

Gongsun Lü'e stood at the bottom of the steps, reached out and pulled off the red veil on her head, looking blankly at Yang Guo's running back.

"Brother Yang!"

Yang Guo did not turn around, but just as he rushed forward, a tall figure blocked Xiaolongnu's path.

Qin Han placed one hand on Yang Guo's shoulder.

Stop.

Yang Guo glared at the person in front of him with red eyes, and suddenly slapped out with his left palm.

"Who are you! Get out of my way!"

The palm strike generated a burst of energy that headed straight for the opponent's chest.

Qin Han casually pushed forward with his right hand, and the two forces collided, producing a muffled sound.

Yang Guo's entire left arm went numb from the shock. Feeling his left hand trembling slightly, he was secretly astonished by the depth of this person's skill.

Qin Han never expected to meet Yang Guo in this kind of situation.

"Your kung fu is not bad, but you have a bit of a temper. If that's all you've got, you're not good enough to fight me."

Gongsun Zhi realized at this moment that the visitor was clearly hostile, and pointed in the direction of Qin and Han, shouting loudly.

"Where did this madman come from! How dare he ruin the joyous occasion of my Valley of Heartbreak! Guards, seize him!"

More than twenty disciples dressed in green rushed out of the side doors on both sides of the hall, carrying barbed iron hooks and fishing nets, and quickly surrounded the people at the door.

Qin Han's gaze calmly fell on Gongsun Zhi.

"You want to fight me?"

Gongsun Zhi snorted coldly and glanced at Yang Guo standing to the side.

"You injured my disciples outside, and then you stormed my main hall and ruined my daughter's wedding. Don't even think about leaving this valley alive until you've given us an explanation!"

Li Mochou couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"Mo Chou, what are you laughing at?"

Shi Qingxuan asked a strange question.

Li Mochou raised the whisk in her hand: "I laugh at this old man for staying in the valley for too long, he doesn't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is."

Gongsun Zhi's face darkened, but a fleeting afterimage suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Before he could even react, he was sent flying backward and crashed onto the main steps.

Qin Han withdrew his hand, as if he had never moved it.

"His mouth is so foul, he deserves a beating."

No one in the hall saw how he made his move.

Gongsun Zhi covered his face and got up from the ground. Half of his cheek was swollen and he looked very disheveled.

"Who...who are you?!"

Huo Du huddled in a corner at the back of the crowd, feeling a little flustered when he saw Xiaolongnu.

He was the one who led the group to propose to Xiaolongnu, but they failed to find her and instead ended up fighting with the Quanzhen Sect.

He pursed his lips and muttered to himself.

"You've hit the nail on the head. We'd better draw all of this scourge's fire away."

The Golden Wheel Monk's eyes darted around the windows and side doors, calculating which direction he should evacuate from.

I don't want to fight Qin Han today. If I have to fight, I'll wait until he breaks through to the twelfth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique.

Qin Han sneered, "I am Qin Han. I wonder if you've heard of me?"

Gongsun Zhi's eyes widened, and he covered his swollen cheek, taking several steps back in terror.

Qin Han had too many titles to list: the initial Western Madman, later the Venerable Master of Lingjiu Palace, the Leader of the Ming Cult, the King of Qin of Shu...

This is fucking ridiculous!

When did I ever offend such an important person?!

Gongsun Zhi looked at his amused expression, and his legs went weak. All the arrogance he had just displayed vanished.

Yang Guo no longer cared about killing his father-in-law; looking at Xiaolongnu's face, his eyes welled up with tears.

"Aunt, where have you been for the past six months? I've searched the entire Zhongnan Mountain and asked everyone I could..."

He paused as he spoke, his voice trembling.

Xiaolongnu felt a pang of sympathy, but it was a clean, pure feeling, no different from seeing an injured junior.

Since the Zhen Zhibing incident didn't happen, the master-disciple relationship was purely platonic.

"Guo'er, are you... getting married?"

Yang Guo hurriedly stepped forward and explained to Xiaolongnu.

"No, I was forced. That Gongsun Zhi lied to me, saying he knew your whereabouts, Aunt, that's why I agreed..."

Qin Han raised an eyebrow.

"So you were just about to chop up your own father-in-law?"

Yang Guo blushed with embarrassment.

"He lied to me first!"

Qin Han nodded and asked another question.

"So, your claim that you married someone else's daughter was fake?"

Yang Guo opened his mouth. He could sense that Gongsun Lü'e liked him, but... but he didn't want to get married so soon.

Gongsun Lü'e watched Yang Guo's retreating figure, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Xiaolongnu glanced at Gongsun Lü'e and sighed softly.

"Guo'er, you've grown up. Your martial arts skills are now even better than mine. From now on, you must walk your own path..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo knelt down on the floor.

"Auntie...you don't want Guo'er anymore? Guo'er knows he was wrong, it's all Guo'er's fault! Guo'er shouldn't have learned his adoptive father's martial arts, he shouldn't have..."

Qin Han shielded Xiaolongnu behind him and used his abilities to check on Yang Guo's recent situation.

I think this is a viable solution.

"Why is a grown man crying like this? You have the strengths of many schools of thought."

It wasn't entirely the Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts to begin with. Even without the master-disciple relationship, they could still address each other as aunt and niece, right?