Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Qin Han reached into his robes, pulled out two thread-bound booklets, and casually tossed them to Xiao Yu'er and Jiang Yulang.

"You two were quite clever on your way to Shandong. Here, take these two booklets and practice on your own whenever you have free time on the road."

Little Fish hurriedly caught the booklet, and then looked at the four words on the cover.

The Five Ultimate Divine Skills?!

This martial art was originally something he created on Wudang Mountain, but it ended up in Qin Han's hands. I never expected that this guy would throw it back to him!

Moreover, judging from the handwriting, it has clearly been copied and reorganized, removing all the difficult-to-understand and potentially dangerous hidden elements from the original text.

Jiang Yulang held another booklet, his hands trembling. This was a supreme manual that could allow one to cultivate all the way to the Grandmaster level. Back then, his father, Jiang Biehe, was willing to abandon even his own flesh and blood for the sake of this divine skill manual, but now Qin Han had so casually given it to them.

Before the two could even kowtow and express their gratitude, Qin Han turned his head and gave another instruction.

"Zhao Gao, give that thing to them."

Lin Pingzhi took out two rectangular paper packets from his sleeve, along with two fist-sized round lumps made of cast iron, and handed them to the two men.

Little Fish stuffed the secret manual into his pocket, took the oil paper package and opened it. Inside was a strangely shaped short iron pipe with a curved handle at the bottom and a rotating wheel in the middle. It felt heavy to the touch and was made entirely of fine steel.

Lin Pingzhi spoke through the ghost face mask: "This is a specially made five-shot short flintlock pistol. The cylinder inside is loaded with five fixed gunpowder bullets. You have been provided with twenty bullets. Just pull the trigger to fire it. After firing five shots, it can be disassembled and reloaded."

"The effective killing range is thirty paces. Within thirty paces, no one below the top level can withstand it with their protective qi."

He then pointed to the round lump of cast iron: "This is a thunderbolt. Remove the iron ring on it, count to three silently, and throw it. Within a radius of three zhang, all iron armor will shatter. Even a grandmaster would suffer a great loss if he is not careful."

"This thing is perfect for surprise attacks, but you only have one, so use it sparingly and don't blow yourself up."

Xiao Yu'er and Jiang Yulang held the short flintlock pistol and the thunderbolt, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets. Were these the latest firearms from the Qin Royal Research Institute?

If giving me the Five Ultimate Divine Skills was an unexpected surprise, then these two firearms are practically my trump card for survival!

Practicing martial arts requires time to cultivate internal strength, but this iron lump, with just a flick of the finger, can make all beings within thirty steps equal. It's a treasure that can directly threaten even grandmasters!

Little Fish stroked the gun barrel with obvious delight, then looked up at Qin Han, this time truly impressed.

"Your Highness, you are my own grandfather! With this treasure in hand, if those pretentious bastards from the White Lotus Sect dare to feign assassination, I'll shoot them all one by one and send them to meet the Eternal Mother!"

Jiang Yulang carefully hung the Thunderclap on his belt, afraid of knocking off the iron ring, and then swore an oath.

"Your Highness's kindness is something Jiang Yulang will never forget! Along the way, if anyone dares to harm a single hair on Madam or Miss Wan's head, Your Highness won't even need to lift a finger; I'll just smash my own head open with this iron lump!"

Du Sha and Li Dazui watched with envy. Although they were Grandmasters and didn't care for such things, they could tell from the generosity of this lord that he was truly rolling in money.

Following this kind of person is a million times better than staying in the Valley of Villains.

Tang Song, lying on the ground, broke out in a cold sweat. A top-tier secret manual and unheard-of firearms—just who was this Golden Serpent King?!

He suddenly felt a little panicked. Had he welcomed back a saintess or a demolition crew?

Qin Han turned to look at Lin Pingzhi.

"Is the carriage ready?"

"Reporting to my lord, two four-horse carriages, six fast horses, and ten top-notch martial arts experts are all waiting outside the gate."

"The carriage compartments are lined with high-quality steel plates to prevent crossbow attacks, and we have prepared enough dry food and water for half a month."

Lin Pingzhi always handled things meticulously.

Qin Han nodded and took Xiaolongnu's hand: "Let's go, I'll see you out."

The group left the training ground, passed through the front yard, and arrived at the gate of the Golden Serpent Camp headquarters.

Two black wooden carriages were parked beside the mountain road.

Du Sha and Li Dazui, with their keen senses, first picked out two tall, magnificent horses and mounted them.

Xiao Yu'er and Jiang Yulang then lifted Tang Song up on either side and stuffed him under the shaft of the carriage in front. The two of them plopped down in the driver's seat, playing with the short muskets they had just acquired, wondering how to find someone to test the guns on.

Qin Han led Xiaolongnu to the carriage behind them, stopped, and reached out to tidy up Xiaolongnu's hair, which had been ruffled by the mountain wind.

"The area along this route is relatively peaceful, but the White Lotus Sect's headquarters is hidden deep in the mountains, where the people are the most corrupt."

"When you go there, you don't need to talk to them about chivalry or honor, nor do you need to worry about the old feelings left by that Saintess Lan."

Qin Han looked into her eyes and softened his voice.

"If those elders and protectors know what's good for them and obediently hand over the roster of followers and their military power, then we'll spare their lives."

"If they dare to act superior or pretend to comply while secretly defying you, with Wanwan and Du Sha by your side, just kill them!"

He paused, then gently stroked Xiaolongnu's slightly cool cheek with his palm.

"If we encounter a tough opponent that we can't handle, don't try to tough it out. I've already ordered someone to send a message to Lin'an by eagle. Tianbao is patrolling Jiangnan with 30,000 Qingyi Guards."

"You only need to send a signal, and Tianbao can arrive with a large army within two days and raze the White Lotus Sect's headquarters to the ground for you!"

"Your safety must be the top priority in everything, understand?"

Little Dragon Girl listened quietly. It was the first time she had heard her husband say so many caring words. She took his hand that was on her face and gently rubbed her cheek against it.

"I know, my lord, please take care of your health in Shandong, the backlash from that karmic retribution..."

"Let Ah Jiu and Sister Su spend more time with you tonight. Don't always try to show off."

He said this so naturally that Wanwan, who was about to climb into the carriage, heard it and turned around to give Qin Han a meaningful look.

What kind of karmic backlash is this, that he wants someone to spend more time with him at night? This scoundrel is definitely using some excuse to coax Long'er again.

Qin Han coughed lightly, speechless at Wan Yao Nu's all-seeing gaze, and patted Xiao Long Nu's hand.

"Let's go up; we can still reach the next inn before dark to rest."

Little Dragon Girl nodded, let go of Wanwan's hand, and entered the carriage together.

Just before Wanwan stepped through the carriage curtain, she dangled her fair feet at Qin Han and left with a grin.

"Good brother, wash yourself clean and wait. Once I bring Sister Long back safely, I'll see how I get my money back from you!"