Chapter 196: A Past Event
She saw the man with a pale complexion but his eyes were filled with an unwavering determination. "This object has far-reaching consequences, not only for Buping College but also for the souls of the fallen warriors from hundreds of years ago. That's why I need your help to find it," he said.
Qiao Wan hesitated before asking, "What exactly is this thing?"
Li Pan looked at her and replied, "It's a manual of sword techniques."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Wan suddenly snapped back to reality.
A manual of sword techniques?
If it were up to her, she wouldn't want to go searching for Zhou Yan. However, when Li Pan spoke, his eyes visibly turned cold.
Those worldly, experienced eyes were fixed upon her... and she didn't know how to refuse.
So, in that moment, Qiao Wan complied.
She hadn't known Li Pan for a very long time, but she could tell that he must have gone through a lot. Despite his meticulous and disciplined appearance, he reminded her of the esteemed Miaofa, always sticking to his words and taking action promptly and decisively.
Before, when Qiao Wan was with Zheng Wenliang, she asked about it too.
"Lǐ Shīshū, ah," the girl in the green dress smiled, "Although Lǐ Shīshū usually looks very serious and doesn't care much about others, he's actually a good person. If it weren't for him saving me before, I'm afraid I wouldn't be standing here now."
The green dress girl told her about a girl a long time ago.
In the world of cultivation, fights always cause a big commotion. Just like Qiao Wan, this girl's parents also tragically became pawns. The girl lost her parents at a young age and went through many hardships. As she grew up, she became somewhat beautiful, which caught the attention of a shameless old man in her village.
These old men, even though they were old, their perverted desires didn't change. At first, they would call the girl out and pretend to care for her, sometimes giving her dried dates as gifts.
But later on, the old man's hands went under the girl's skirt.
Qiao Wan hesitated for a moment, without asking why she didn't resist.
Before she came to Kunshan, she had lived in a village where there were also people like this. But maybe there was still some lingering personality after she traveled through time. Although she was almost molested, she fought hard day and night, resisting tirelessly. With all her strength, she fought fiercely against this single man until he finally stopped bothering her.
But the Green-Waist was different.
This old man had a wife and children. In this era, the wives of villagers were usually brash and loud, making it difficult for any young girl to have the courage to resist and expose them, let alone endure the possible humiliation from the man's wife and the people in the village.
"What happened next?"
Later, when she squatted on a dirt pile to pee and pulled up her pants, she saw the old man again.
The old man smiled and waved, "Hey there, Nini, want to come here to pee? Come to grandpa."
She didn't dare, her face turning even redder. She felt scared, disgusted, and afraid for no reason.
But the old man forcefully pulled her over and reached into her clothes.
The bright sun in the sky made her head feel dizzy, and it smelled like dusty soil that had been parched by the sun, making it hard to breathe. She heard the cicadas chirping and saw some wilted grass in the distance, drooping under the sun.
She felt uncomfortable and tried to twist her body to run away, but the old man held her back.
She struggled, making the old man angry. He spat in her face and forcefully dragged her back.
She lay on the ground, looking at the sun in the sky. It was so bright that it made her eyes dry and sore, but the light seemed unable to reach her body.
In the next moment, she suddenly heard a pleasant sound, like the tinkling of melted frost in the village stream. Later, she learned that it was the sound of a sword humming.
There were drops of red, moist things falling onto her face, and the cicadas seemed to have stopped chirping.
She opened her eyes and took a look. She saw the sun shining down on the yellow ground, and there was a red rain falling gently.
Right after that, she saw the old man slowly fall down. His right hand was still on his belt, revealing something old and wrinkled. His old, twisted head and neck separated and rolled far away with a gurgling sound.
She blinked in confusion and saw a pair of white shoes covered in a little mud and blood, along with a blue outfit.
A middle-aged monk with a short beard and stern eyes stood in front of her. He had a small white sword in a sheath on his back and was holding a huge black sword in his hand. The black sword was dripping with blood.
"Afterwards," Green Waist said solemnly, "Uncle Li killed the old man with one swing of his sword."
With another swing of his sword, he cut off the old man's thing.
He walked up to the little girl, squatting down and helping her put on her clothes. He took her hand and they left together.
"This is the first time I've seen the 'Unforgivable Sword' unsheathed," Green Waist smiled slightly.
Zheng Wenliang's answer was almost the same as Green Waist's. He looked at Qiao Wan seriously and said, "Shanzhang, Uncle Li once saved my life. The disciples of Buping College, big and small, were all saved by our seniors."
After rescuing her from Sun Tao College in the past, he patiently taught her how to suppress dark energy.
Qiao Wan came back to her senses and remained silent for a long time before solemnly sheathed her sword.
Well... let's give it a try, then?
In front of them, Wen Hui forced a smile and clasped his hands, "Martial Sister Qiao, I've lost."
Qiao Wan politely bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."
At this moment, Qiao Wan had no idea of the commotion caused by the jade slip.
- Qiao Wan has reached 220 points in the competition?!
- Forget about Mu Xiaoxiao, Qiao Wan reaching 220, is there even any comparison?
Not only Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't compare, even the disciples of Kunshan, who are in their 40s and at the Golden Core stage, couldn't reach 220 in three days.
You see, Qiao Wan, who is over 40 years old, can cultivate the Golden Elixir. Do you still have the cheek to gossip here instead of cultivating? The elder martial sister and the other senior martial brothers and sisters were deeply distressed and angry.
The disciples from Kunshan were stunned for a moment, tears silently streaming down their faces. They thought, "What happened to the so-called waste? Weren't they just relying on connections? How did they become so talented in just a few months?!"
Deceiving Zhou Yan's feelings wasn't easy to do. After coming down from the stage, Qiao Wan didn't rush to find Zhou Yan. As soon as she stepped down, Jun Caiwei brought Gan Nan over.
With a smile, Jun Caiwei took off the wine jug hanging from his waist and said, "Congratulations! Let's have a toast."
"Thank you."
Qiao Wan took the wine jug and drank, walking down with the two of them. Gan Nan blinked and sincerely praised, "Little sister! You're amazing!"
At the same time, he felt a bit of sadness. Only he remained as the waste that they used to be QAQ.
The wine in Jun Caiwei's wine jug was running low. Before he could take a few sips, it was almost finished.
Just then, Qiao Wan didn't notice a familiar figure calmly taking the wine bottle from her hand. He took a sip and threw it back to her. Jia Yin looked at her with a steady gaze and asked, "Earlier, you used the Wuxiang Technique on the stage, didn't you?"
Qiao Wan looked at her empty hand for a second and hesitantly said, "You...taoist friend?"
Almost forgot, this person was wearing a disguise.
The young man in front of her changed into a black robe and had a plain face, with slightly square features. However, his cool black and white braid was still stubbornly intact.
There was a cold and dominant look in his cannon fodder face.
And he was also wearing cat ears on his head.
Qiao Wan was instantly shocked and stuttered, "Cat...cat ears?!!"
Qiao Wan couldn't help but unleash her inner sarcasm. Being good-looking and wearing cat ears does not automatically make one cute, especially if you have a square face. And that cold, domineering gaze makes him look like a majestic fox.
Another smiling face appeared from behind. Xiu Quan beamed, "Good-looking or not, I'm the one who gave Bi Xia, our taoist friend, this makeover!"
Jun Caiwei exclaimed, "Wow, Bi Xia, what a beautiful name! Where is this taoist friend from? I want to be friends with them!"
"Allow me to introduce. My surname is Quan, you can just call me Quan, our taoist friend here is Huan Bi Xia," the young man smiled warmly.
The man glanced over, clutching a wine jug, but didn't say anything to stop them.
Xiu Quan paused, then quickly changed the subject, "Bi Xia is very approachable. You can call them Xia Er. May I know how to address both of you, our taoist friends?"
Qiao Wan, feeling a bit guilty from that glance, lowered her eyes.
Using someone else's tricks and getting caught by the main character on the spot.
Jun Caiwei, with a smile, reached out his hand and said, "My name is Jun Caiwei."
"Gan... Gan Nan," Gan Nan said shyly, "Hello, Quan, and Xia."
After introducing themselves, Xiu Quan smiled and asked, "Where are you planning to go?"
Me?" Qiao Wan's mouth twitched, "I'm planning to go to Wenshi Hall."
Although she successfully reached level 220, it only gave her the qualification to compete for the Red Fire Golden Fetus. She still needed to make another trip to Wenshi Hall.
Jia Yin looked at Qiao Wan with cold eyes, making her feel a bit uneasy. After thinking for a moment, she couldn't help but gather her courage and say, "I'm sorry for using your technique without asking for permission from Taoist friend Bixia."
After a pause.finally spoke in a calm tone, "It's fine. Since you've already used it, how do you propose to handle it?"
Although the man in front of her seemed like a funny and majestic hidden fox, he was still the Lord of All Demons, after all.
Qiao Wan was not stupid. It was obvious that they were testing her attitude and behavior. But she didn't have money or power right now, so she didn't seem to have any value to them.
Qiao Wan paused for a moment, then immediately composed herself and expressed her attitude, saying, "If my taoist friend has any use for me in the future, please feel free to ask. I will do my best to help."
Jia Yin finally looked at her directly and asked, "Qiao Wan, is this your sincerity?"
"This is my sincerity," she replied, thinking for a moment before adding, "Once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back."
The atmosphere here was still somewhat harmonious, but on the other side, the atmosphere was becoming a bit tense.
"Mu sister is fickle?" Xiao Sui's face darkened as he dropped the jade slip he was holding.
Look at how rumors have spread here! Mu sister doesn't focus on cultivating the right path and is always changing her mind?
Do they not see how many men surround Qiao Wan?
The irritable young master of the Xiao family sat down on the soft bed and pondered for a while. Unable to contain himself, he waved his hand to signal the guards.
"Go, prepare some special stones and suppress these rumors. Also, spread some news about Qiao Wan."
At this moment, the irritable young master of the Xiao family was unaware that he unintentionally started following in his older brother's footsteps, magically learning how to manipulate an "online army" in a different world.
Meanwhile, on the spectator stand, Ma Huaizhen raised his eyelids and glanced sideways at the sickly "beautiful patient" behind him. He asked, "Why don't you go congratulate her?"
The sickly patient lowered her eyes and coughed weakly, "No need."
