The Love of Mingya in the Fox Spirit

Zhuge Ming's mind was filled with countless question marks. Although he knew that the person in front of him was Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye, and compared to the one who had lost his sword heart, the current Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye was obviously more like the spirited baby-faced swordsman he had first met with Dongfang Huaizhu, so he could conclude that the current Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye had not lost his sword heart and was a very powerful figure.

But in all honesty, Zhuge Ming can swear that although he once really wanted to get to know these second-generation Daoists, after all, if he became one of them, he could practically do whatever he wanted in the Dao Alliance.

But according to the original plot, the Masked Organization should have been wiped out by this time. How could they still be alive and kicking in front of me, calling me "Second Brother"? What happened in between? No, no matter what happened, my age is my greatest protection. I'll just play dumb and be done with it.

At that moment, Zhuge Ming's mind raced wildly, finally settling into one sentence: "Uncle, you've mistaken me for someone else. I've never seen you before."

Seeing the confusion in Zhuge Ming's eyes, Wang Quan Baye's excited mood was suddenly doused with cold water, and he calmed down.

Wang Quanba released his grip on Zhuge Ming's shoulders, lowered his hands, clenched his fists tightly, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Yes, I mistook you for someone else. What was I thinking? How could you possibly be my second brother?"

He then began to scrutinize Zhuge Ming from head to toe, muttering to himself, "So alike, so alike..."

Seeing Wang Quanba Ye, who was usually so composed, suddenly lose his composure today, Li Quzhuo felt a little surprised but could still understand Wang Quanba Ye's behavior.

"Sigh, the death of my second brother was a huge blow to my eldest brother," Li Quzhuo thought to himself.

......

Fifteen minutes later, in the hall, Li Quzhuo sat in a chair and told Wang Quanba Ye in detail about his and Yang Yitan's experiences in Tushan.

"You two are incredibly audacious. You two dared to venture into the territory of a demon emperor. It's fortunate that nothing bad happened to you." After hearing Li Quzhuo's description, Wang Quanba glared at him fiercely, while also feeling a wave of fear.

During their journey outside the circle, if Zhuge Wolong hadn't used some unknown means to send them all back, his brothers would probably have died there.

From that day on, Wang Quanba Ye clearly realized that as the leader of the Masked Organization, he could no longer let his brothers take risks with him for his own ridiculous ideas, just like before.

As the eldest brother, I should take good care of each of my brothers and sisters and be responsible for their lives.

Wang Quanba never wanted to experience the excruciating pain of losing his brother again, so he was very angry at Li Quzhuo and Yang Yitan's risky behavior.

"Hehe, big brother, I'm sorry, it won't happen again. Besides, we don't have anything to do here." Li Quzhuo chuckled at Wang Quanbaye. Even though he was now a famous and promising person, he still maintained the eccentric personality he had in the Masked Gang back then in front of Wang Quanbaye.

Wang Quanba sighed helplessly, then turned to Zhuge Ming and said, "Xiao Ming, I'll just call you that. Can you tell me who taught you that supernatural power?"

Zhuge Ming said helplessly, "No one really taught me; I learned it all on my own."

Wang Quanba naturally did not believe Zhuge Ming's claim of being self-taught. When they saw Zhuge Wolong use this supernatural power, they all thought it was extremely abnormal. In Zhuge Wolong's hands, he could almost teleport at will and ignore any physical obstacles.

However, when Zhuge Wolong said that only he could use this supernatural power and that no one else had the prerequisite to use it, they gave up the idea of ​​learning from him.

However, when Wang Quanba saw that Zhuge Ming was able to use his second brother's unique supernatural power, he knew that this child had a close relationship with his second brother, so he did not intend to ask further questions. After asking Zhuge Ming and Li Quzhuo similar questions, he first asked Li Quzhuo to take Zhuge Ming to tour the city.

Watching Li Quzhuo and Zhuge Ming's figures gradually disappear into the distance, Wang Quanba's gaze softened. His eyes slowly lost focus, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, as if he were recalling something...

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Chapter Twenty-One: "He's still a child!"

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Inside the city, the wide streets are filled with vendors calling out their wares. The harsh sunlight shines down on the green tiles and red walls that are everywhere you look. The abruptly protruding eaves, the high-flying shop signs and banners, the bustling carriages and horses, the endless stream of pedestrians, and the serene and contented smiles on everyone's faces all reflect the people's joy and satisfaction with life here.

"How about it? The city protected by my Dao Alliance is not bad, right?" Li Quzhuo, who was holding his head in his hands, turned around and smiled smugly at Zhuge Ming.

“Indeed, it is a time of peace and prosperity.” Zhuge Ming agreed.

"However, you only see the surface of peace and prosperity, but you don't know the hidden dangers lurking beneath." At this point, Li Quzhuo's expression darkened, and he was unwilling to continue.

Zhuge Ming naturally knew that the perilous situation Li Quzhuo spoke of came from the world outside the circle, but he still feigned doubt and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"You'll understand when you grow up, haha. Right now you're just a little kid. Do you want your big brother to buy you a candied hawthorn?" Li Quzhuo didn't want to tell Zhuge Ming about the outside world right now, so he deliberately laughed and forcibly changed the subject.

Zhuge Ming glanced at Li Quzhuo expressionlessly. He was an adult who had long since transcended vulgar tastes, so why would he eat something like candied hawthorn that only children would eat?

......

On the street, a child of about ten years old was enjoying a candied hawthorn.

"It's so fragrant!"

The famous Chinese philosopher Nicholas Wang Jingze once discovered the "True Fragrance Theorem," while Zhuge Ming imitated the ancient Chinese writer Kong Yiji, saying: "Can a scholar's actions be called 'True Fragrance'? That's called pretense. I'm just trying to cover up my teenage appearance, not because I want to eat the candied hawthorns of ancient times!"

"Uncle, another skewer, please! He'll pay!" Zhuge Ming quickly finished the candied hawthorn in his hand, pointed at Li Quzhuo next to him, and shouted loudly.

Looking at the bamboo skewers scattered on the ground, Li Quzhuo's lips twitched a few times.

"This kid is definitely my second brother's son; their love of taking advantage is just like they were cut from the same mold."

"Hmm, Ningbo Cimu? (Aren't you going to eat?)" Zhuge Ming said to Li Quzhuo while stuffing more candied hawthorns into his already full mouth.

Li Quzhuo waved his hand helplessly and sighed. He was, after all, a well-known and promising magic weapon master in the Dao Alliance. People who came to visit him were almost breaking down the threshold of the Li family. He still had enough money to buy some candied hawthorns for this little brat.

So he waved his hand and said, "Eat up. I'm not bragging, but I do have some savings. I'll cover all your expenses today."

That imposing presence really reminded Zhuge Ming of this scene.

The Flash asked Batman, "What's your superpower?"

Batman replied casually, "I'm rich."

Listen to that—such extravagant yet unpretentious words! But let me tell you, these words instantly elevated Li Quzhuo's image in Zhuge Ming's eyes.

Zhuge Ming swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, looked at Li Quzhuo with a questioning expression, and asked, "Really?"

Seeing the expression on Zhuge Ming's face, Li Quzhuo was immediately furious. "I, a dignified master of magic weapons, can't even afford to hire a little brat like you? How much can a tiny little thing like you eat?"

"Really, would I lie to you?" Li Quzhuo said irritably with his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes again, he found Zhuge Ming standing on the street, excitedly asking a passerby, "Uncle, which is the most expensive restaurant around here?"

"Little friend, you've come to the right person. Uncle may not have many other interests, but I'm quite an expert on food. Look at that restaurant over there, the Heavenly Restaurant. Although it's a notorious place for extravagant spending, the food there is truly heavenly. You can hardly taste it on earth. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water. But wait, where is everyone?"

Zhuge Ming had already run to the restaurant the man had pointed out earlier. Once inside, he acted like an arrogant nouveau riche and shouted, "Waiter, bring me all your most expensive dishes! He'll pay."

"Alright." Seeing Zhuge Ming's arrogant demeanor at such a young age, the waiter didn't dare to offend him and quickly went to arrange for the kitchen to start preparing the food.

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An hour later, in the hall, Li Quzhuo looked at the bill presented by the waiter and shouted hoarsely, "What!!!! 150 million taels? Isn't this extortion? How could a little kid eat so much? Do you think I'm a sucker?"

Li Quzhuo angrily unleashed a large number of magical treasures he had crafted, glaring menacingly at the waiter.

"Sir, how could I dare to extort you? This is truly not a penny more than you owe!" The waiter, trembling with fear, replied, his face ashen.

Inside the shop, one person watching this scene whispered to the person next to him, "Look, look, isn't that Master Li Quzhuo, the magic weapon master of the Li family? What happened to make this master so distraught?"

"That's true, and it seems like Lord Li is trying to dine and dash and doesn't want to pay?"

The man retorted incredulously, "How could that be? How could Master Li be that kind of person?"

Another person chimed in, "Hey, hey, stop arguing! I just saw Master Li come in with a child. Could that child be Master Li's illegitimate son? You all know how it is with raising children."

The two suddenly realized and exclaimed in unison, "Oh... no wonder even Master Li is short of money, alas."

Li Quzhuo naturally heard the discussions around him. The veins on his forehead bulged. He knew he couldn't stay there any longer, so he signed the bill with trembling hands, as if he wanted to puncture it.

"I don't have that much money on me right now. Take the bill to my Li family's house and get it," Li Quzhuo said through gritted teeth, putting away the magical artifact behind him.

"Yes, yes, sir, please take care." The waiter, seeing Li Quzhuo's murderous look, dared not provoke him and quickly agreed.

Seeing Li Quzhuo's discomfiture, Zhuge Ming was secretly overjoyed, but outwardly he still feigned guilt, forcing out a few tears and saying pitifully to Li Quzhuo, "Brother, did I eat too much? I'm sorry, I didn't want to do this, but I don't know why I've always eaten so much since I was little, and everyone in the village wants to kick me out because of it."

"Hahaha, you think you can fly so fast? And you even messed with me on the ship. If I don't rip you off until you sell your underwear, I'm not Zhuge Ming!"

In fact, Zhuge Ming couldn't possibly eat that much. He simply transferred the food into the Qiankun Fan, so he could take as much as he wanted. He also took away the restaurant's treasured product, Tianjian Wine, which had been kept for a hundred years. The owner said it was left by his great-great-grandfather and was one of a kind in the world, which was why it cost so much money. However, he certainly couldn't tell Li Quzhuo any of this.

Seeing Zhuge Ming's miserable state, Li Quzhuo felt simmering with anger, unable to vent it. It was as if he had punched a pillow. He could only manage a weak laugh, "It's alright, it's nothing. I have a little money, it's no big deal, hahaha..."

However, that smile revealed a sorrowful sadness, a poignant sense of desolation, and a touch of melancholy.

"Forget it, forget it. Taking a step back will open up a whole new world. Besides, he's my second brother's child. Yeah, he's still a child...bullshit. This kind of brat should just be beaten to death. Taking a step back is just making me angrier the more I think about it."

Just as he was about to lash out, he discovered that Zhuge Ming, who had just been standing in front of him with an expression of "I was wrong," had disappeared.

"Aaaaaaah, I hate that 'Close at Hand, Distant at Land' supernatural power!!!"

Chapter Twenty-Two: "A Sword Connecting Heaven and Earth"

Outside the hall, Wang Quanba looked at Zhuge Ming, who had suddenly appeared in front of him, and was not surprised as to why Zhuge Ming would suddenly appear. He just said with a nostalgic look, "What a convenient and familiar ability!"

"Uh, would you believe me if I said I didn't want to come here in the first place?" Zhuge Ming looked at the familiar surroundings, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

In fact, Zhuge Ming is currently very reluctant to have too much contact with Wang Quanba Ye. Firstly, because Wang Quanba Ye is the current leader of the Yi Qi Dao Alliance, and his long-term high position has given him a natural aura of authority that makes others feel pressured when they speak to him, mainly due to the large gap in their status.

Secondly, because Wang Quanba is the world's top swordsman, his senses are extremely sharp. Zhuge Ming was very worried that Wang Quanba would see through his special abilities. After all, someone like him would have been dissected in the past. As the saying goes, one should always be wary of others.

Wang Quanba did not reply, but stared intently at Zhuge Ming, and the atmosphere instantly became strange.

After a long silence, Wang Quanba seemed to have finally made a decision in his heart. His eyes focused, and he solemnly said to Zhuge Ming, "Since you have just arrived, then come with me."

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Wangquan Manor, in front of Jian Ge.

"Greetings, Patriarch." At the gate, two disciples of Wangquan Manor saw Wangquan Baye arrive and hurriedly stepped forward to bow respectfully.

"Okay, open the Sword Pavilion, I want to go in." Wang Quanba waved his hand, signaling them to open the barrier.

Zhuge Ming, who was behind him, saw countless scenes similar to the one he had just witnessed along the way. It was clear that Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye was now in high spirits. At the age of 30, he had already become the head of the Wang Quan family of the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect, and also served as the leader of the Yi Qi Dao Alliance. In addition, he was the leader of the Masked Gang. He could be considered an unconventional "emperor". No wonder everyone he met along the way treated him with utmost respect.

"Thinking about it now, this Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye is completely different from the one in the old anime. He was much worse off in the original work. But then again, everyone in the Masked Gang is a gifted second-generation official. Most of them are probably the heads of their respective families now. I suppose Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye's ability to become the leader of the Dao Alliance is also closely related to his brothers." Zhuge Ming thought to himself.

However, Zhuge Ming actually thought that the Masked Group's ending was quite good, since they had all died mysteriously before.

Putting everything else aside, back then, every single one of those people outside the circle was a highly powerful being. One second they were full of vigor, pointing out the flaws in the world, and speaking with great passion, but the next moment, they all died more tragically than the last. Others might be cool for no more than 3 seconds, but they couldn't even live for 3 seconds. It was so bad that Zhuge Ming almost sent the original author a knife knife back then.

"Yes!" The two guards didn't even ask who Zhuge Ming behind Wang Quanba was. They directly activated their magic power, formed hand seals, and obeyed Wang Quanba's orders.

"Boom boom boom boom." With a series of loud noises, the gates of the Sword Pavilion were opened.

Wang Quanba nodded, signaling Zhuge Ming to follow, and then strode inside.

"Tap, tap, tap." The Sword Pavilion was extremely quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing within.

"This is Sword Pavilion, the place where my Wangquan family enshrines the Wangquan Sword. It is also the place where the Wangquan family is most vigilant. According to the family's ancestral teachings, no one but the head of the family can set foot here." Wangquan Baye, who had been silent all the way, suddenly spoke to Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Ming's heart skipped a beat, sensing something was amiss. If this was a place only the head of the Wang Quan family could set foot in, then why bring him here? Although they now considered him a possible descendant of that Zhuge Wolong, that wasn't a reason for Wang Quan Baye to bring him here.

"Is that so?" Zhuge Ming smiled with difficulty, his mind racing with countless thoughts as he pondered where he had shown any abnormality earlier.