Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

The innkeeper was so frightened that he was half a head shorter than the counter, and his teeth were chattering.

He felt that the night was incredibly long.

The ground was littered with corpses, and the atmosphere at the last remaining table was eerie, with two masked figures among them.

These people were laughing and talking amidst the smell of blood and alcohol.

They seemed to disregard the chaotic environment as if it didn't exist.

The wind outside grew increasingly fierce, but the shopkeeper felt that the air inside the shop was colder than outside.

The cotton curtain was lifted again, and four more people filed in and stood by the door.

All four were dressed in brightly colored apricot-yellow long gowns, with bamboo hats pressed tightly over their eyebrows to conceal their faces.

The long robes bore traces of fresh blood, as if they had just been through a battle.

They all had expressionless faces; even the dead seemed more alive than them.

The scene inside the house did not interest them at all.

After an unknown amount of time, a muffled "thump-thump" sound suddenly came from outside the door.

The fact that this person could make a sound by tapping on knee-deep snow demonstrates his profound inner strength.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

The sound seemed to strike at everyone's heart, almost shattering their soul.

A figure slowly emerged from the bleak snow curtain, like a ghost crawling out of the darkness.

The man's left leg had been severed at the root, and he was using a crutch.

He was disheveled, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his face was covered with knife scars.

He had angular eyes, thick eyebrows, an unusually large nose, and an unusually large mouth.

Even without the scars, this face is already frighteningly ugly.

His yellow shirt, so dirty that its original color was almost indistinguishable, was trimmed with two gold stripes.

The four men in yellow shirts went out to greet them at the same time, bowing respectfully.

The one-legged man waved his hand.

He was even carrying a human head covered in snow in his hand.

He asked the four men, "Have the small fry been cleaned up?"

The four bowed in unison and replied, "Yes."

The one-legged man nodded and said, "That's good. The cause we're engaged in is not something ordinary people can touch. Are the others all attracted by the divine skill?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, he went straight to the table where Afei and his group were sitting.

A man in a yellow shirt replied:

"We have confirmed that these people all arrived within the last three days, presumably for the divine skill. Otherwise, why would they all come here at the same time?"

The one-legged man said with satisfaction, "Very good, you did a good job, thank you for your hard work."

The man in yellow said, "I wouldn't dare."

Afei frowned.

Listening to what they said, I realized that I had indeed been used.

It was this group of people who fabricated the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" and spread the news.

The iconic yellow shirts and straw hats undoubtedly identify them as the "Money Gang".

[Zhuge Gang detected; skill detected: "Sweeping Through the Armies"; analysis to begin.]

Sure enough, he was a core member of the "Money Gang" in the "Little Li Flying Dagger Series".

Zhuge Gang, known in the martial arts world as "Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies".

The iron crutch in his hand weighs sixty-three catties.

Of all the weapons used by martial arts heroes in the world, none is heavier than his.

He is the eighth-ranked master on the weapon ranking list in the original work.

This person is treacherous, cunning, and scheming; he is a core member of the "Money Gang".

In the original story, within a few years, the "Money Gang" was able to run rampant in the martial arts world.

Its power and influence even surpassed that of the world's largest gang, the "Beggars' Gang".

As they were talking, Zhuge Gang had already sat down at the table next to A Fei and the others, with four men in yellow shirts waiting beside him.

He looked everyone over, his gaze lingering on Yaoyue Lianxing's mask for a moment.

Lianxing glanced at him indifferently, not taking him seriously at all; Yaoyue didn't even look at him.

Zhuge Gang's gaze finally landed on the table.

The book "The Divine Skill of the Wedding Dress" was lying in front of A-Fei.

He smiled and said, "It seems this young man has won the championship and obtained the divine skill."

Zhuge Gang's smile was peculiar and strange.

His smile instantly made people forget his ferocity and ugliness, and they became inexplicably gentle and kind.

Afei poured a glass of wine and handed it to Lianxing, then filled his own glass.

After taking a small sip, he smiled and said, "May I ask who you are? What makes you think you've won the championship?"

Zhuge Gang laughed heartily upon hearing this.

He laughed and said, "To be able to take someone's head in the midst of chaos and obtain the 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill,' young brother's skills are truly superb."

Afei glanced at the head that was held in his hand, its face obscured.

He said meaningfully, "I suppose you are no ordinary person either."

Zhuge Gang casually tossed his head onto the table.

The head rolled a few times, finally revealing its true form.

It was none other than 'Golden Lion' Li Di, who had just left the inn!

Zhuge Gang laughed and said, "Now that we're in the game, how can we easily escape?"

His words were pointed.

Afei frowned; this was another ill-intentioned visitor.

He could tell from Zhuge Gang's words that he was referring to Li Di, but also alluding to himself as the so-called "champion".

Moreover, judging from this person's words, today's encounter at this inn was all a setup.

And I just happened to be in the middle of it all.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "It seems that the 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill' is related to you."

Zhuge Gang calmly leaned his cane against the table, nodded, and said:

"That's right, it's the very shipment I had entrusted to the 'Golden Lion Escort Agency' for escort."

Afei put down his wine glass and asked again, "So, the news about the 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill' here was also spread by you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Gang's eyes revealed appreciation, and he said, "Not bad."

Ah Fei picked up the book and casually flipped through a few pages, making a "rustling" sound.

He said, "This divine skill is fake."

Zhuge Gang's eyes were practically overflowing with admiration, and he laughed heartily:

"Excellent, excellent. Such maturity at such a young age. The future is limitless."

He raised an eyebrow at A-Fei, Yao Yue, and the others, and then said:

"The purpose of forging the 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill' and spreading the news to gather you all here is to recruit heroes from the martial arts world to join my 'Golden Money Gang' and create a great cause together."

Zhuge Gang looked at the three people in front of him, then grabbed Li Di's head and toyed with it, a threatening glint in his eyes, and said:

"I'm sure you'd all be very willing to join my 'Money Gang'."

He almost subconsciously assumed that the two men in black robes, who could drink peacefully with A-Fei who had acquired the divine skill, must have been convinced by A-Fei.

Once he recruits Ah Fei, the rest of the group will naturally join his ranks.

Ah Fei sighed.

He forged the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill," causing martial arts practitioners to kill each other, and then subdued the victors.

The fact that the "Money Gang" could expand to that scale in just two years shows that their methods are truly extraordinary.

But of all people Zhuge Gang could have offended, he had to provoke the "Yihua Palace".

Your "Money Gang" has yet to establish itself in the martial arts world, while the "Flower Palace" has stood firm for decades.

Moreover, the top combatants of the "Yihua Palace" are facing Yue Lianxing.

He probably didn't even know how big a fish he had caught in the net.

Zhuge Gang saw that A Fei remained unmoved.

With his eyes slightly closed, the aura emanating from him grew even more dangerous.

But to Afei, who was sitting with Yaoyue Lianxing, Zhuge Gang looked like Hakimi breathing heavily.

He said:

"Young man, you probably don't know the rules of making friends in our 'Money Gang,' so let me explain briefly."

"You and your two friends either join the 'Money Gang,' or become its stepping stones."

As he spoke, he took out five copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the man in the yellow shirt beside him.

He instructed in a somber voice:

"Place one on each of their heads. Our rule is that whoever drops a copper coin will be executed without mercy."

He then looked at the crowd, chuckled softly, and said:

"But if you're willing to join my 'Money Gang,' then you don't have to let me go."

After saying that, he gestured for the man in the yellow shirt to act.

But he immediately noticed that even the two silver-clad maids were looking at him with disdain.

The two masked men in black robes remained completely unmoved.

Ah Fei glanced at it, his expression seemingly mocking.

Zhuge Gang's expression gradually became serious.

A hint of surprise and uncertainty flashed in his angular eyes.

"In that case," Lianxing suddenly responded, turning her head slightly, her black hair swaying gently:

"If I don't agree, will you place this coin on my head?"

Her voice was still soft and beautiful, with a touch of childishness.

"Not bad." Zhuge Gang suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and sneered, "Rules are rules."

The man in the yellow shirt, already clutching the copper coin, stepped forward.

Lianxing didn't even turn her head to look at this person.

She simply raised her flawless, delicate hand, as smooth as ice and jade.

With a flick of a finger.

The falling copper coin flew back and embedded itself directly into the forehead of the man in the yellow shirt, with only a small piece of copper protruding.

The splattered blood looked like flowers blooming on his forehead.

Vibrant and magnificent.

The man in the yellow shirt fell to the ground with a wail, writhing and struggling.

"You!" Zhuge Gang suddenly stood up.

Lianxing withdrew her hand, her silvery laughter as delightful as a blooming flower.

"Look, if we put the coins out like this, no one will break the rules."

Her voice was playful, just like a child who had just received a toy.

The remaining men in yellow robes instantly drew their weapons, but none of them dared to step forward.

Zhuge Gang stared intently at her, and unconsciously noticed the "Mr. Bronze," who was dressed the same as the woman and sat still like a bronze sculpture.

A chill crept up his spine from the soles of his feet.