Subverting the Legend of Young Heroes

He was a young swordsman surnamed Mei.

Someone once asked him why his surname was Mei. The person who asked was his father, Lin Tianxiong.

"Because the author likes Ximen Chuixue." That was the answer.

Lin Tianxiong understood. The place where Ximen Chuixue lived... was called Wanmei Manor.

So he vomited blood.

After turning Lin Family Fortress into almost a second Wanmei Manor, he passed away.

Young Swordsman Mei didn't know what to call him. A good name would change its meaning if it came after Mei.

He liked the name Ying, but adding it after Mei always gave people the feeling of a thief.

So he named himself Mei Shuying, making the first two characters a double negative.

In the first month of the year of Xuyou, Young Swordsman Mei took over Lin Family Fortress.

--The above is called the prologue

(I)

. Because of his youth, a few challengers came.

Among them was a little girl, dressed in bright red, with big, dark eyes that kept glancing at him, and she blushed from time to time.

Unlike the other challengers, she was immediately hit by Mei Shuying's ultimate move - Dark Fragrance as Before.

The little girl almost cried and asked, Why are you doing this to me?

"Because the first man described in detail always marries the first woman described in detail, it's the author's habit. But I don't want to marry you." The little girl died, died cleanly and neatly, without even her name appearing once... (II) He began to become a young swordsman.

He enjoyed this life, practicing swordsmanship, drinking wine, appreciating the moon, savoring tea, watching flowers in the spring breeze and green grass.

Until one day, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't been back to his bedroom for a long time.

He walked towards the bedroom, a vague sense of foreboding enveloping him.

He subconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword.

He kicked open the door, and a sky full of white shadows, mixed with the strong smell of ink, rushed towards him.

He loosened his grip on the sword, his hands covered in cold sweat, his eyes filled with helplessness.

The room was piled with the things he least wanted to see—bills!!!

He weakly picked up a page and glanced at it.

Suddenly, his eyes were filled with murderous intent...

(III)

His eyes swept over the servants below, filled with boundless anger and coldness.

He used the tip of his sword to pick up a bill and coldly asked, "Who can explain what's going on with this water and electricity bill?!" A servant's face changed drastically, and he turned and ran out.

He roared, and the sword flew out of his hand like a full moon or a shooting star—falling into dust!!

Just as the blade was about to pierce the servant, adding another plum blossom to Lin Family Fortress... (IV) With a soft "ding," the sword was locked by a golden abacus.

A withered old man stood in the hall and gently removed the sword from the abacus.

Seeing the abacus, his hand ached faintly again.

He remembered that time when the private tutor taught him to count and asked, "If you take two out of three apples, how many are left?" He thought for a moment and said, "Two apple cores and one apple." Then he was beaten with a board. He kept thinking about why he couldn't eat the two apples after they were taken away.

Later, Lin Tianxiong discovered that his son was such a chivalrous young man, and in a fit of anger, he grabbed an apple and smashed it on his head.

Only then did he realize that the answer was an apple... and two hidden weapons.

The old man sneered, "A fine Qingfeng sword, five taels of silver. The mosquito coil payment is settled." These words jolted him from his reverie.

A debt collector!?

The thought sent a chill down his spine.

"I am from the Tailang Pavilion."

What?! ...

(V)

Tailang Pavilion, a newly rising gang in the martial arts world. They reversed the name of their founder to become their gang name, taking it upon themselves to be a giant in the tertiary industry, providing all kinds of services, and seemingly possessing the aura of a major gang.

The abacus started clicking away, each click seeming to strike his heart.

"This pot is a pearl and white jade pot." He tried to turn the tide.

"Three taels." The old man calmly shattered his dream.

"What!?" He roared, "This is simply extortion!?"

"Sorry, chamber pot, we only offer three taels."

He suddenly remembered that there was a small vault in the cellar.

He rushed over, only to find the cellar door wide open, with a note stuck to the cobwebs inside: "Star-Picking Hand visited, all your valuables are gone." The date on the note was the day he took over.

Behind him, a cold voice said: "An abandoned cellar, two hundred taels. The wine bill is settled." "At least leave me some pocket money." He had no choice but to lower his face.

The old man tore off the note and threw it to him: "Star-Picking Hand's signature, seven coins." (VI) Mei Shuying was furious. He was, after all, a young hero. How could a young hero be so unlucky as to have to worry about money?

Shouldn't people in this world be spending money like water?

So he drew his sword. A sword should be able to solve all problems.

After a flash like a shooting star, he exchanged blows with the old man for the first time.

He was surprised to find that his belt had fallen into the old man's bag.

He was not convinced and drew his sword again.

This time, the jade pendant and his outer robe were gone.

The old man smiled sinisterly, "All four elements are empty-handed."

He was shocked, for the saying "All four elements are empty-handed" had made many heroes ashamed to reappear in the martial world.

Just as he was about to run, the old man had already attacked, and he saw palm shadows flying everywhere, each move aimed at his clothes... (VII) No one would talk in detail about the disheveled state of his escape that day.

When asked, the male servants laughed heartily and said that the young master had a

good figure. When asked, the female servants blushed and did not speak, but just chuckled.

Only the fifty-year-old wet nurse smiled happily and said, "The young master has grown up and is no longer a child." The old man took over all the property of Lin Family Fort and said, "The undergarments, trousers, and black cloth shoes cost twenty taels, and there are still ten taels left to pay." So, the bamboo mat wrapped around Lin Tianxiong was also taken away.

(VIII)

Mei Shuying began to wander around, venturing into the martial world.

On the night of his escape, he met a young swordsman on the official road who was even younger than him.

The young swordsman only uttered seven words before being knocked unconscious—"The hairless Monkey King?" Then he took off the grass skirt around his waist and put on the young swordsman's clothes.

Thus, he became the young swordsman again, and the young swordsman became the hairless Monkey King.

This was the entirety of his escape.

He didn't know where to go, and wandered aimlessly into a market.

Under the sign of the Yihong Brothel, a madam and several burly men were arguing, the men holding a young girl hostage.

He rolled his eyes: "The same old story." Then he turned and walked away.

A series of hurried footsteps chased after him. He smiled, drew his sword, and prepared to say, "Miss, is there anything I can help you with?" But it was the madam who came running?

The madam, with snot and tears streaming down her face, grabbed his sleeve: "Young swordsman, please save me! Those villains are trying to sell that girl to me, but we can't bear the shame!" He looked at the woman; she had her face clearly visible. He couldn't help but sigh; this woman certainly had the looks to make the madam jump off a building. It would be a waste not to contribute to those who are struggling with weight.

"Ten taels!" He touched his purse and quoted a price decisively.

"Five taels." The madam wiped away her tears and entered battle mode.

"Nine taels, I can't go any lower."

"Six taels, that's already fair."

"Eight taels, I need the courage to face her."

"Seven taels, I won't go any higher."

"Then you should prepare to open a weight loss center, I'm leaving."

The madam's face turned ashen. "Fine, eight taels it is."

The madam took out two four-tael silver ingots. "Hurry up, take your money."

He was full of fighting spirit for his first full meal in three days.

(IX)

Mei Shuying finally understood that the martial arts world was a place where dragons and tigers hid.

Several big men didn't know much about martial arts, so he still found it difficult to win.

The woman became the big men's most powerful weapon. Once he got close, the big men would pretend to throw the woman into his arms, and for his safety, he had to stay far away.

After a while, he was a little exhausted, and the acid in his stomach was stirring.

Just then, the burly man unleashed his ultimate move—scratching the woman under her armpit. She smiled, and he could no longer hold back, vomiting everything up with a "whoosh." The

madam, realizing the danger, took out a four-tael silver ingot and waved it twice.

In an instant, he was invigorated, his eyes gleaming with silver light, his vision automatically ignoring someone who was hindering his fighting ability under the influence of his powerful mental strength. In no time, several burly male supporting characters disappeared from the screen.

He took the silver, his experience points soaring—the more difficult the task, the more negotiable the reward.

He hadn't gone far when he noticed the woman following him.

He touched his stomach; there was nothing left to vomit.

Thus, he found the courage to face her.

He suddenly remembered some classic scenes and reached out to touch her cheek.

Sure enough, he touched the edge of the human skin mask.

He ripped it off and was utterly stunned…

(X)

He couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of creation; the face beneath the mask was completely different from the mask itself. They were simply… each ugly in its own way!

He believed that after this training, his endurance would be enough to make him a hero in the martial world.

He picked up his glasses from the ground and put them back on his face, regaining his composure.

"What's wrong?" After getting used to it, he realized that this face... still had features.

"This humble woman thanks the young hero for saving her life."

He was stunned again by the voice.

"Say it again."

"This humble woman thanks the young hero for saving her life." Heavenly music!

"Again."

"This humble woman thanks the young hero for saving her life." What more could one ask for in life!

"Say it again."

He considered it carefully. According to the author's usual style, this woman occupied such a large part of the story, so she must be the female protagonist. Sigh, he'd just consider it an energy-saving portable music player.

So, he said something that made the onlookers dizzy—"Then I'll make an exception and allow you to repay me with your body." (XI) Fortunately, the woman agreed. That's right, there aren't many protagonists who are as willing to accept their fate as he is.

After a simple ceremony, his unit of funds changed from "taels" to "money". He had no choice but to venture into the martial world again.

Once on the street, he realized that even with the veil on, the woman could still pass for a pretty one.

Before lunch, he asked her a very serious question: "What's your name?" "My surname is Liu, and my given name is Yingxiu." He breathed a sigh of relief and went to buy some steamed buns.

The shopkeeper said one bun cost four coins, so he threw down fourteen coins, took three buns, and left. After confirming that he wasn't tipping, Liu Yingxiu took back two coins.

He was shocked: "...Do you know arithmetic?"

"Although I haven't attended a proper school for many days, I do know a little addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division." Hope ignited in his eyes; finally, someone could do the math for him. He pulled out a huge cloth bag from his bosom, so large that it was hard to believe he could fit something as big as himself inside.

"Quick, help me calculate how much it costs in total?"

(12)

The bill he pulled out from the trash can behind Lin Family Fort totaled... "14,600 taels and 7 mace." Lin Tianxiong had warned Mei Shuying that the Lin family had a net worth of 100 million taels. At that time, Lin Sir was drunk, so he estimated that the Lin family was worth about 1 million taels.

Mei Shuying roared like a wounded lion, "Classmate, study math properly!!" (13) Ominous, this section ends.

(14)

Mei Shuying decided to take revenge.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. It was the Black Dragon Gang that introduced the services of the Tai Lang Pavilion, which led to his current predicament.

False advertising! Kill without mercy!

He stood at the foot of Black Dragon Mountain with a murderous look on his face and instructed Liu Yingxiu, "If someone rushes towards you, lift your veil." Then, a bloody battle began.

When the gang members saw that Mei Shuying did not protect the woman behind him, they rushed forward.

Mei Shuying sneered and continued to go up.

Behind him, screams echoed... Driven by the man's cowardly nature, Liu Yingxiu dispatched most of the enemies.

He finally saw the gang leader, whose face was strangely distorted, as if he was enduring something.

"Your skill is impressive, managing to get here without shedding a drop of blood. But I'm fighting with my back against the wall, and my will to survive will make me invincible!!" "Your will is no stronger than mine." He almost gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"I don't believe it, take this!"

With a loud crash, the gang leader was sent flying like a kite with a broken string before he could even utter his name.

Mei Shuying rushed into the toilet without looking back, and a series of splashing sounds followed.

Anyone who enters my toilet will be killed without mercy!

This is the strongest spiritual power...

(XV)

Mei Shuying began to learn the ways of the martial world. He sold the terrified henchmen from the foot of the mountain to the mines, negotiating a deal of five taels each. He handed over a hundred men to the other party, but felt that fifty taels was a bit too little.

He then regretted not bringing his Walkman for fear of scaring others… no, it was Liu Yingxiu.

Back home, Liu Yingxiu had cooked dinner and was waiting for him.

The food was excellent, and the meat even tasted like real meat – the ultimate dream of the Lin family's cook.

Standing atop Black Dragon Mountain, he felt an urge to jump off the cliff. He knew he wouldn't die, he'd get a martial arts manual, and he'd even hit a beautiful woman, making her stupid and causing her to fall in love with him at first sight.

But he didn't jump, because Liu Yingxiu was calling him, with a voice he couldn't resist . A flash of inspiration struck him –

the Lin family's ancestral… Demonic Sound Score !! ********** ...

Holding the Demonic Sound Score, he was relieved that this book wasn't as astonishing as another Lin family ancestral kung fu manual; at least the torture of the ears wouldn't harm his descendants like self-castration—if he still had descendants to harm.

He ate only chili peppers for three days straight, with black pepper water, and after each meal, he would shout at the valley, until nothing grew there, making it the number one of the four great death valleys. He easily reached the third level.

Unfortunately, at his farewell concert in the Death Valley celebrating his success, he proved the principle of extremes meeting.

His voice became extremely magnetic, rivaling that of a certain Italian master.

He had no choice but to give up.

(Seventeen)

He remembered that there were often hermits and heroes in the mountains.

But he couldn't very well ask every old man he met, "Are you a master?"

To avoid being seen as crazy, he had to test them.

After killing twenty-seven woodcutters and fourteen herbalists, he became famous far and wide.

He proudly boasted to his friends, "Look, there's a picture of me pasted at every city gate." Some friends couldn't bear to see the mountain become a forbidden area for commoners, so they pointed him out a way out.

"There used to be a legendary figure named Guo X. When he first started out, he was much more skilled than you, young hero. The only difference between him and you was that he was only slightly mentally challenged..." He didn't listen any further; his ears automatically disconnected after hearing "mentally challenged.

" He shouted in his heart, "So, I'm not mentally challenged enough!!!" Thus, the special training began.

(18)

One: Brick!

It is said that a person's strengths need to be discovered slowly. Before, he had never realized that his head was so hard.

He thought he would bump into a mildly mentally challenged person, like a fallen hero. If a beautiful woman came along, the two of them could have a romantic relationship and work together as a team. Wouldn't that be wonderful? Who knew that no matter what kind of brick hit his head, it would turn magic into decay and shatter at the slightest touch. In a fit of

anger, he went to the strongest city wall at the time. A woman was crying sadly there.

He didn't care about the woman and went straight to crash into it. Unexpectedly, he crashed into it for eight hundred miles without any damage, accompanied by crying. Instead, he made the woman's great achievement possible.

"What kind of lousy quality is this? The Great Wall!"

Two: Going to school!

He asked others how to become less intelligent.

The answer he received was to go to school.

So he went to school.

After winning the Imperial Court's Top Ten Student Award, his plan failed.

Three: Find a smart woman!

This is the quickest way in Guo X's legend.

He didn't understand why smart women liked to pretend to be beggars, but he had no choice but to look.

If he found one, he would be a great hero! But... he was not good at distinguishing between men and women.

Fortunately, he was a young hero, and young heroes have their own methods.

After looking at the chests of all the beggars in the city, he was officially wanted by the Beggars' Gang.

Four: ... Liu Yingxiu's subtle advice made him abandon the whole plan, "Actually, your IQ has no chance of decreasing." This sentence made him feel that his intelligence was so unbreakable, and he was relieved and stopped trying to undermine it.

(19)

People will always grow up.

Mei Shuying finally understood that revenge is not everything in life, and a young hero is also a human being, and should also have the skills that humans should have.

All of this happened when Liu Yingxiu was bedridden and had to ask him to go buy groceries.

He put down the basket, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to bargain.

Just then, he heard a familiar voice.

He turned around and saw the old man carrying a golden abacus enter a security escort agency. Not long after, a man wearing only a pair of underpants fled in panic. Judging from the underpants, the man's martial arts skills were slightly better than his.

He subconsciously drew his sword, but thought about it and held back.

After all, he couldn't lose his clothes now.

He gritted his teeth and turned back to find his vegetable basket full of various vegetables and a handful of copper coins. The vendor had a smile on his face, but it was a little stiff. "Young hero, I really can't afford any more." He smiled and patted the other man's shoulder. "Then thank you. But you'd better go see a doctor. You look so pale." On his way home, he ran into two constables who insisted that he had robbed someone. He couldn't defend himself and had to defend himself.

Apart from this little commotion, he felt that buying vegetables was really too easy.

(20)

He didn't quite understand why, when he felt that becoming famous in the martial arts world was tiring, he became famous all over the world.

A person who could be wanted by the government and the Beggars' Sect must have a great background. The Plum and Willow Duo's fame skyrocketed, even overshadowing the Black Wind Duo, who rose to prominence by scaring children.

But he knew nothing of this.

After fending off and scaring away several groups of people, he asked his wife, "Do we have a neighbor called the Plum and Willow Duo...?" When he realized that the person already listed among the eight great demons was himself, he decided to venture into the martial world again.

He believed that every great hero must endure a period of misunderstanding before achieving fame.

(Twenty-one)

Becoming a great hero begins with slaying demons; slaying ten or eight would certainly qualify him as a hero.

So he went to ask the waiter who the most infamous demon was recently.

The waiter glanced at him, took out two pieces of paper, looked at them, considered for a moment, and handed him a mirror.

He honestly stated his thoughts, telling the waiter he had made a mistake; he didn't want a mirror.

The waiter glanced at him and said, "I've seen many young heroes, but a young hero like you is the first I've ever seen." He smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment. It's been a long time since anyone praised me." The waiter's chin slammed onto the counter, unable to close for a long time.

He kindly called a doctor and then left.

(Twenty-two)

This was a small shop selling all kinds of mirrors.

The owner opened the shop and looked at the neat rows of bronze mirrors, hoping for a prosperous day.

Suddenly, a figure flew over and shouted, "Demon! Die!" The owner looked up blankly, then felt a chill on his neck... Mei Shuying wiped the blood off his sword with a cold smile and said, "Fortunately, the waiter's hint wasn't hard to guess." He drifted away, letting the yellow leaves cover the blood-stained ground behind him.

At the street corner, a singer played a mournful erhu, "Thinking of the martial world, the foolish and weak, only the young hero..." (Twenty-three) By chance, he met a great hero.

The great hero was no longer a young hero, so he wasn't killed.

He mustered his courage and asked, "How can one become a great hero?"

The great hero, true to his name, patted his chest and said, "Simple, just kill those who deserve to die." "This…" he stammered, puzzled.

"Look, I'll demonstrate."

Demonstrate? Demonstrate something like that?

The great hero walked to a woodcutter, struck him with his palm, and the woodcutter coughed up blood, looking utterly bewildered.

The great hero, with an air of righteous indignation, said solemnly, "In my life, I have killed three hundred and ninety-four people, and they all deserved to die. You are the three hundred and ninety-fifth." The woodcutter was utterly confused, struggling to ask, "I… why do I deserve to die…" The great hero coldly retorted, "Nonsense, of course you deserve to die. Otherwise, why would it be you who died and not me?" The woodcutter coughed up blood again and then died.

The great hero glanced at Mei Shuying and said, "That's all. Farewell." Watching the great hero depart, he prayed in his heart that he would never encounter another great hero before becoming one himself.

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...

He turned around with a heart full of hope... The person in front of him—skin as white as snow, slender hands, a willow waist, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like black lacquer, lips like red cherries, teeth like pearls, black hair flowing, delicate ears and a beautiful nose, even dressed as a man, he couldn't hide his charm... But, he didn't remember having a cousin... "Who is this, young lady?" "Ugh, what young lady? I'm your cousin!"

...

"Cousin, cousin, why have you turned into stone?"

(Twenty-five)

When Liu Yingxiu returned from grocery shopping, she saw Mei Shuying lying on the ground convulsing, muttering in her sleep, "Author... I have no grudge against you, neither past nor present... You've gone too far..." A woman dressed as a man was splashing water nearby, trying to wake him.

He felt that if he had been any later, Mei Shuying might have drowned.

"How should I address this... my husband?"

"I am his betrothed, my name is Chen Xuanbing."

Wife... isn't it normal for young heroes to be monogamous...? "Miss... could you tell me more details?" "Oh. We were betrothed since childhood, the very old-fashioned kind. We've always been cousins. We grew up together, but after a few years apart, he forgot about me. In a fit of anger, I made a joke, and that's how he reacted." Liu Yingxiu roughly understood, then walked to Mei Shuying's side and said softly, "All four elements are empty." Mei Shuying reflexively jumped seven zhang away, clutching her clothes tightly.

"Alright, you two, explain yourselves."

"Get out, I don't want to be gay!!"

"Ugh, I'm a woman."

"A woman... then... prove it to me!"

Prove it? Her face immediately turned red.

As a result, Liu Yingxiu walked up to her and lifted her veil... Mei Shuying counted to three in her mind, but Chen Xuanbing still only showed a surprised expression. He breathed a sigh of relief, "You really are a woman." Because no man could remain unaffected by any mental or physical damage when encountering this situation for the first time... (Twenty-six) After Chen Xuanbing stayed, he explained the situation.

Her family valued integrity and loyalty, so after hearing that Mei Shuying had squandered her family fortune and ruined her reputation, she prepared a dowry and kicked her daughter out, fulfilling her promise before Mei Shuying's death to avoid the old-fashioned practice of marrying a rooster to a spirit tablet.

The Chen family only had this one daughter, and she repeatedly instructed them to announce it to the world.

Coincidentally, Liu Yingxiu became pregnant, and Mei Shuying, wanting to save trouble, had the old man write both things down together. A few days later, a wedding invitation circulated in the martial arts world, with the following couplet: "The new bride enters the household, the good wife is already pregnant. Horizontal scroll—Double happiness arrives." Everyone who heard it sighed that Mei Shuying's actions were eccentric and evil, an insult to justice!

(Note: In ancient times, premarital pregnancy was punishable by being drowned in a pig cage.)

(27)

Every day, various young heroes would come up the mountain to provoke him, and Mei Shuying's skills improved day by day.

One day, he saw Chen Xuanbing teaching Liu Yingxiu swordsmanship in the back garden, and he realized that Chen Xuanbing's Shattered Jade Sword Technique had reached a certain level, and was even no less than his own Adorned Jade Sword Technique.

A phrase from an ancient legend jumped into his mind.

———— Twin Swords Combined!

When the next young hero was fighting evil and making a name for himself, the two of them tested their skills for the first time and found that, as expected, the time from when the young hero entered the house to when the valuables were put away was about half that of before.

But he saw no joy on Chen Xuanbing's face, but rather some anger.

It wasn't until he excitedly took the name he had given—"Dragon and Phoenix Twin Flying Swords"—to find Chen Xuanbing that she threw out a sentence, "The two of us are fighting one, or rather, one of those very young heroes. Don't you feel ashamed that we only save half the time?" He finally realized.

(28)

The back of Black Dragon Mountain is a large, dense forest.

Strange things often grow in dense forests.

He thought that if he ate some rare treasure, his internal strength would increase wildly, and he would surely become a great hero.

So, he grabbed a hoe and went to the back of the mountain.

Liu Yingxiu kindly called out to him at the door: "Husband, you forgot to take the seeds. You can't grow crops like that." (29) I. Snake Gallbladder Snake

gallbladder is a treasure, a must-have for a young hero. Strong internal strength, high martial arts, a peerless master is made from snake gallbladder!

The more strange the snake looks, the stronger the effect of the gallbladder.

Mei Shuying kept the words "strange in appearance" firmly in mind. After killing four monkeys, two pheasants and a baby tiger, the farmer guide couldn't help but ask him what he wanted.

He said snake gallbladder.

The greedy farmer who led him the way immediately vomited blood and collapsed.

After waking up, the good farmer threatened him with a long wage to force him to patiently learn what a snake is. After thoroughly understanding even the marriage system of snakes, the two set off again.

They hadn't gone far when they saw a flower snake.

He used his martial arts skills, stabbing the snake in the head with his sword, killing it. Then he lifted the snake's carcass and measured its seven-inch spot with his hand, punching it... The farmer fainted again... "Young hero, what are you doing?" "I'm roasting a snake. I didn't know where the gall bladder was, so I roasted the whole thing." "That's what you say, but what about the rest you threw aside..." "I... my chef said that animal offal is very dirty, it's best not to eat it." The farmer... And so, the two ate snake for three days. The farmer became so disgusted that even the sight of a rope made him nauseous. And when he saw a snake, it was like seeing its natural enemy. "He angrily cursed, 'What kind of ancestral secret recipe is this? Bah!'" "

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...

He pointed to a peach and said

, "I'm drawing a peach." The monkey thought for a moment and then made a peach gesture.

He was overjoyed; finally, he'd found someone sensible.

The monkey rummaged through the long fur on its waist, pulled out a peach pit, dug a small hole in the ground, threw the pit in, covered it, and started urinating into the hole… After hanging the second monkey on the wall to dry, he caught a third monkey.

He pointed to the drawn peach and showed it the two dried versions of its kind; the monkey nodded frantically.

He let go, and the monkey ran wildly into the forest.

Two days later, the pit the second monkey had planted had sprouted. Realizing he'd been stood up, he went and caught a fourth monkey.

As the saying goes, things don't happen more than three times, and the fourth monkey really knew how to do it. In no time, it brought back three or four peaches, along with a handful of small beans as condiments.

He was overjoyed and ate them all in the blink of an eye. He happily hugged the monkey in his arms, sat under the tree, and quietly waited for a surge of heat to rise from his dantian and flow through his limbs, ideally breaking through his Ren and Du meridians.

Strangely, there was a surge of heat, but it was in the wrong direction, spreading downwards from his stomach accompanied by a sharp pain.

"Could it be that the medicine is too strong?" he wondered, and tried to resist it with his internal energy.

The pain didn't delay, traveling downwards, twisting and turning near his dantian, rushing into his intestines, heading straight for the end… "Oh no!" He quickly ran into the tall grass, pulled down his pants, and there was a clatter!

He breathed a sigh of relief, reached into his pocket for some toilet paper, and was shocked to find his pockets empty!

He looked up, and sure enough, the monkey was on the tree branch, laughing heartily with his money bag and toilet paper, drooling everywhere… Half an hour later, the monkey collapsed straight down in front of the bewildered Mei Shuying—it had died from laughing too much.

He told the guide waiting for him at the campsite what had happened.

So he had to attend another half-day lesson—the identification of croton seeds.

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But he wasn't afraid, because theoretically, masters with long nicknames and common names were targets of the "3.15" crackdown, purely to highlight the protagonist's superior martial arts.

Once they engaged, he realized his mistake. His "One Strike Shakes Eight Directions" and "Wandering Ten Thousand Miles Alone" techniques were rather weak, but the "Heaven and Earth Shaking" technique truly impressed him. The opponent's continuous gas attacks from his abdomen, combined with a back kick resembling a dragon's tail, rendered him ineffective in close combat and unable to attack from a distance.

In his haste, his mind wandered, and a surge of energy entered his nostrils. He was horrified, feeling that his life had become meaningless, and hating his parents for giving him only one nose, shattering his spirit, and tears streamed down his face.

"Hahaha..." Li Gang laughed wildly, "Back in the day, even the famous brothel was utterly defeated by my unique qigong, forced to retreat to a secluded brothel for solace. Today, let me take your head to cleanse the air and exchange it for some reward money." He had previously heard that a secret manual from Japan about seven star-shaped spheres mentioned this kind of qigong, but he hadn't studied it, leaving him paralyzed from the nose down and completely vulnerable.

He closed his eyes in despair...

"Spare him!"

A roar erupted! A masked man appeared, wielding two strange weapons. One was an iron plate covered with over a hundred square blocks, the other a meteor hammer-like weapon with a small round block at one end.

Li Gang examined him closely, his face turning ashen. "You...you are..." "You're smart enough to get lost!" Li Gang fled, the scent in the air following him.

"I cannot express my gratitude in words, may I ask your esteemed name, my benefactor?"

After a long silence, he could only kowtow in thanks and leave.

The masked man, watching him depart, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, if I hadn't racked my brains trying to figure out who would save you, I wouldn't have come all this way, delaying my post!" (Chapter 32) Seeing his gloomy face and low spirits, his two wives wisely refrained from asking what had happened, letting him sulk in his room.

The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became. This defeat had shattered the little confidence he had painstakingly built up.

Li Gang was now officially on his list of enemies.

He was a young hero, and a young hero must have enemies. Only with enemies could a young hero's martial arts find a place to be used; only with enemies could a gentle heroine appear to persuade the protagonist to let go of his hatred; only with enemies could he have that glorious moment when he let his enemies go, displaying the demeanor of a great hero!

In the short term, he had to defeat Li Gang.

He touched his nose, realizing that having the will but lacking the means was far from enough.

How could he possibly defeat this unique and unforgettable qigong?

(33)

After much contemplation, Mei Shuying thought of one of the ten most famous phrases in the martial arts world: "fighting poison with poison.

" The idea was to use the opponent's own methods against them; to win against this kind of "poisonous" qigong, you had to be even more "poisonous" than them.

After a gluttonous feast of white radishes, red radishes, sweet potatoes, qi-regulating pills, croton seed soup, and qi-clearing powder… he was unanimously banned from visiting by both wives. At night, when he slept on the floor, he couldn't even lie on his back; otherwise, breaking the sheets would be a minor issue, but the reaction force of his body bobbing up and down, making it difficult to fall asleep, would be a much bigger problem.

This qigong has endless troubles. The historical problem of mending pants alone takes up most of his day. He spends the other half of his time sleeping, eating, going to the toilet, and thinking about a very serious question: "Why does my 'poisonous' qigong only have power but no 'flavor'?" (34) Before he could finish preparing, Li Gang came knocking on his door.

"You, surnamed Mei, you better crawl out and die! I've never failed before except for you. I'm a perfectionist and I won't allow this to happen!" Chen Xuanbing came out of the house. "You really have never failed before?" "Nonsense! I've never robbed anyone else except him!" Chen Xuanbing: ………… (sweat) Inside

the house, Mei Shuying was extremely anxious and didn't know what to do.

Liu Yingxiu advised, "Husband, I've already asked Sister Xuanbing to tell that bandit that the duel will be at the mountaintop at noon tomorrow. You don't need to worry." "You have a solution?" Liu Yingxiu nodded gently.

"Come again tomorrow."

"I refuse."

"Tomorrow is a beautiful, sunny day, perfect for a duel."

"I'm a materialist." "

A reporter from the *Martial Arts Daily* will be reporting live tomorrow."

"I'll be doing an interview for the *Jianghu Evening News* tonight."

Chen Xuanbing had no choice but to use his trump card, "If you duel tomorrow, you'll get an extra episode's worth of screen time, right?" Li Gang thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense. Then tomorrow at noon, Party A and Party B." "Party A and Party B?" "Ah no, it should be 'See you there!'" "

...(sweat)."

(Thirty-five)

That night, after Mei Shuying was doused with four buckets of well water, he was forced to stand on the roof and sing love songs.

The next day, he dragged two tubes of snot up the mountain.

(Thirty-six)

The front page headline of the Wulin Daily on March 11th, 2013: This newspaper reports: Yesterday, Li Gang, a rising villain in the martial arts world, was knocked off a cliff by a snot in a duel with the young hero Mei Shuying, who was troubled by her reputation. His last cry was intriguing, and is excerpted below: "Chen girl, you tricked me, you didn't even get a chance to appear...!" Compared to this, Mei Shuying's moral index, which had been plummeting and was not favored by the public, has shown a glimmer of hope. Several heroes said that this was a sign of a rebound, and asked the ancient people who support Mei's morality to pay close attention.

In addition, Gao Laotou, the spokesperson of the tertiary industry giant Tailang Pavilion, said that they were very interested in Mei Shuying.

For some reason, the young hero Mei showed great interest in this reporter, as if I owed him money.

Reporter: Star Picker

(37)

A good man's ambition lies in all directions, and a good young hero must wander!

All shortcuts have their accidental nature (although in other novels they are inevitable), therefore, diligent study and hard work are the inevitable path to success. Look at Comrade Guo X. Under the guidance of several chivalrous masters, he actively reformed and innovated, repeatedly engaging in the historic act of apprenticeship, and effectively utilizing his bourgeois relatives like Mr. Huang and the proletarian relatives like Mr. Hong. (Note: Therefore, some call Guo X a descendant of Huang and Hong.) In the world of martial arts, one's father-in-law is very important. Liu Yingxiu's father had already contributed to solving the problem of overpopulation, so Mei Shuying had to visit Chen Xuanbing's father. Unfortunately, this man wasn't a ruthless villain, and she couldn't see the great decisiveness he needed to show in upholding justice even at the cost of family ties.

Secretly, the Tailang Pavilion also began its assassination operation...

(Thirty-eight)

In the room, Mei Shuying seemed very nervous, "I can't beat that debt collector yet, what am I going to do if he comes..." Chen Xuanbing said calmly, "Don't worry, have you ever seen a boss-level figure take the initiative to attack? He will definitely not go anywhere, not eat, not go out, not take a bath, and obediently sit on the top floor of the castle or the bottom of the cave waiting for us." "This... what does that mean..." "Ah... sorry, I used a line from 'Subverting the Legend of Magic'." "………………………………" (Thirty-nine)

Mei Shuying did not expect that the government's wanted poster was still there. As soon as he went out on the street, a large group of people rushed over shouting "Silver, silver!"

He had no choice but to travel in the middle of the night.

He really wanted to ask how those heroes could travel dozens of miles at night!?

First of all, there were no streetlights on the road! Only when passing through the cemetery did a few green lanterns float out to provide light.

Secondly, the road conditions were extremely bad! Not only were there ditches all along the road, but there were also vegetable gardens on the roadside. The smell of natural fertilizer made him miss Li Gang's "Poison" Qigong.

Also, there were too many horses passing by! I don't know which young heroes insisted on traveling at night, and on horseback no less! In addition, horses are nocturnal animals, and when they run at night, they yawn from time to time, raise their front hooves, cover their mouths, and fall down together. This added a lot of obstacles.

Finally, the security along the way was terrible! He had already dealt with seven assassins who wanted to kill him, and no one cared. Several constables would also jump out of the bushes from time to time, insisting on arresting him, so that he had gained nothing but experience points along the way.

Of course, the items on the bodies of the young heroes who fell and the assassins and constables could still be used as travel expenses.

(40)

He calculated the days and realized that he only had six months to take down the Tailang Pavilion.

Because Liu Yingxiu should have given birth by then.

He didn't want his child to be scared back after birth and then refuse to be born no matter how much he was threatened or bribed.

He was also very curious about what their child would look like?

"Names... let's call her Yin Li, and the guy Xu Zhu."

He thought happily, not noticing his father-in-law's ashen face.

"Oh? Father-in-law, you look terrible."

"I've asked you eighty times already! You said you came to see me with Bing'er, but where's my daughter?!" Mei Shuying rubbed her ears, looked back, and then remembered something very important.

"Right, Father-in-law, I forgot to tell you, Xuan Bing is missing." "Huh? Father-in-law, why are you foaming at the mouth so much?" (Forty-one) His wife was missing, so naturally he had to go find her. He followed the path they had come from and found Chen Xuan Bing collapsed by the roadside.

Mei Shuying asked with concern, "Xuanbing, what's wrong?"

Chen Xuanbing weakly raised his hand, pointed to the hoofprints on his body, and said, "It's all your fault... making me wear... a green dress... and walk on the post road..." "Don't be afraid, I'll use my internal energy to heal you!" He gathered all his strength in his palms and slowly pushed them towards Chen Xuanbing...

"Hey... husband... it's not like you can heal by just putting your hands behind your back..." "I was wondering why it wasn't working, it turns out the method was wrong. I understand!" With a loud "bang," Chen Xuanbing flew straight out, spitting out blood.

He chased after her, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"………………"

"Huh? Why aren't you answering?…………Xuanbing!? Xuanbing!?…………" (Forty-two) "Doctor? Is my wife alright?"

"The external injury from the horse's hoof is relatively easy to treat, but the internal injury caused by someone attacking her from behind is a bit troublesome. …I'll prescribe some medicine first, let her try it." "When will she wake up?" The doctor thought for a moment, then took out a few dark, shiny things, "Give her this, she'll wake up soon." A moment later, Mei Shuying grabbed the medicine and stuffed the dark things into Chen Xuanbing's mouth.

After a while, beads of sweat appeared on Chen Xuanbing's forehead, her face turned red, she shook her head a few times, and then sat up.

"Xuanbing? You're awake?"

"I...I need to...go to the toilet...my stomach hurts so much..."

After returning from the toilet, Chen Xuanbing asked him, "What kind of doctor did you find for me?" Mei Shuying proudly said, "We're in the martial world, so naturally we'd find a wandering doctor...Hey, why did you faint again?" (43) In the middle of the night, several masked men sneaked into the inn.

Masked man A asked C, "How did it go with the scouting this morning? Which room are they in?" C replied doubtfully, "I did as you said, but I broke more than a dozen plates and still couldn't figure out which room was right. You know I'm not good at fortune telling, and even if I were, I'd use tortoise shells, not plates." A roared, "I told you to scout the place!" "You mean I scoured too much?"

"…………………………"

The first assassination attempt failed.

(44)

The second night, the assassins came again.

Masked Man B said, "C has already been punished, and A is at home calming down. We can't afford to fail!" Ding replied, "I've already scouted the place, the second one from the left." "Where's the sleeping potion?"

Ding immediately handed over a packet of white powder, "Just put it in the tea, and he'll be knocked out in a bit!" Man B: ………………………… (45)

Mei Shuying took the recovered Chen Xuanbing to her father-in-law's house, muttering, "Who said anyone was going to ambush us? Nothing happened, did it?" He unfolded a note in his hand, which read: Beware of enemy attacks at midnight—left by the great hero.

"Pah! This surname must have no good intentions!"

(46)

Night, the back garden of the Chen family mansion.

Mei Shuying and Chen Xuanbing sat under a tree, looking at the starry sky, with a few cups of light wine in front of them. It was a case of being intoxicated by the atmosphere rather than the wine.

In such a beautiful setting, even a young hero would know how to be romantic.

"The stars in the sky are so beautiful." A typical female dialogue.

If it weren't for the young hero, most people would probably say, "How can anyone be as beautiful as you!" But Mei Shuying is a young hero, and a young hero has a young hero's answer.

"Yes, just as pretty as the little pimples on your face."

Chen Xuanbing touched his face, somewhat displeased, but unable to show it.

"You know what? I've always wanted an older brother since I was little." Another classic line.

Mei Shuying quickly retorted, "Then why don't you ask your mother to give you an older brother?" "……………………" (Forty-seven)

After spending several days at his father-in-law's house, the two officially began their path of revenge.

The first step was extremely difficult.

It was to find a divine weapon!

Look at those great heroes, even the Iron Palm Clan, they all had things like golden silk gloves.

Mei Shuying naturally needed a good weapon as well. The sword he was holding now was still the sword of a certain young hero, with the words "Copyright reserved, counterfeiting will be prosecuted!" engraved on it in a flamboyant manner. March 15th was approaching, and he didn't want to feel guilty.

The waiters in the martial arts world were like an amateur intelligence agency, so asking them for information was never wrong.

"Waiter, do you know where I can find a good sword around here?"

The waiter took out a sword from the counter without hesitation. "Five taels of silver, thank you for your patronage." Mei Shuying paid with some doubt and drew the sword. The sword was icy cold and gleaming, with a fine red silk tassel on the hilt that highlighted the two large golden characters—"Good Sword!"

(48)

Chen Xuanbing followed Mei Shuying up a high mountain.

"Husband, what are you doing here?"

"Waiting for an eagle!" "An eagle..."

"That's right, a big eagle! A big eagle that can lead me to find the sword!" "Wasn't that eagle kidnapped by a hero surnamed Yang?" "There's no reason why there's only one in the world, right? Who gave birth to it?" So the two waited, but after several days they didn't even see a feather.

Chen Xuanbing had to persuade him to give up. "You know, those big eagles are perverted." "Why?" "They only like people who have lost an arm." Mei Shuying looked at his arm and went down the mountain.

(49)

If you have a good relationship with the blacksmith, he will definitely give you a surprise.

Mei Shuying, following the advice in the martial arts chronicles, began searching for a good blacksmith.

The two walked through so many villages, but Mei Shuying still hadn't found the person he was looking for, and was unhappy all day long.

He couldn't help but ask Chen Xuanbing, "Why do the villagers look at me like I'm a monster when I ask them?" Chen Xuanbing replied, "What exactly did you ask?" "I just asked them, 'Where do the three blacksmiths, Gan Jiang, Mo Xie, and Ou Yezi, live?'" "…………Give me a knife, and I'll take you to see them right now…………" (50) The process of finding the sword was arduous and long. One day, Mei Shuying learned that there was a precious sword on Longquan Mountain.

The two climbed up excitedly, which took them half a day.

On the way, Mei Shuying kept thinking about why masters liked to duel on the mountaintop. Climbing up was exhausting, and they didn't even have the energy to play rock-paper-scissors, so what was the point of fighting? Was Mount Hua particularly easy to climb? Five masters once fought fiercely over the copyright of a book, and it seems the one who lived in the Zhongnan Mountains and was used to climbing them won.

Lost in thought, she reached the summit.

At the top, a group of people were gathered around a rock, doing something.

Mei Shuying walked over and saw a sign—Ancient Sword, Whoever Pulls It Out Becomes Its Master (Two taels of silver for each pull). Judging from the pile of silver in front of the vendor, there were quite a few young heroes here.

Mei Shuying tossed down two taels of silver and stepped forward.

"Uh...ah...ee...ya...hey...hi...um..." "Young hero, please forgive my poor eyesight, I can't tell what you're doing. The sword is over there. Please let this tree go, I'm counting on it for shade." "I...I'm just warming up!" "Hah...whoosh...ha...spit...#￥!-＊＊＊＊％＄＄＃＃＠＃％＠…………" "Young master, please let me go. You've scared away all the customers, how am I supposed to eat?" With a crisp clang, Mei Shuying felt a lightness in her hand and was overjoyed, "It's done!" But when she looked at her hand, she was stunned again. What she was holding was a pancake.

Extras: "Pancake..."

The sword was still stuck in the stone.

The stall owner screamed and fainted.

(Fifty-one)

On the way down the mountain, she passed through a dense forest. Mei Shuying suddenly heard the faint sound of swords coming from the forest.

As young heroes, they naturally couldn't miss such an opportunity.

The two sneaked over... Ah... No!

Chen Xuanbing was dragged over by Mei Shuying.

In the forest, an old man lay severely injured under a tree, while a tall, burly man fought several men in black.

Mei Shuying thought for a moment, "Isn't this a classic scene?"

He crept up to the old man's side and examined his belongings.

Sword sheath—not bad, the sword must be excellent.

Clothing pouch—bulging, probably containing some kind of secret manual.

Wallet—he'd never heard of a young hero being entrusted with a wallet; people usually don't let go of their wallets when they die.

The old man saw him and, as expected, began to give his last words.

"Young hero... I..."

Unfortunately, the man was struck directly by a blow and flew straight over, landing squarely on top of the old man.

The old man screamed and coughed up blood.

"Master! Master!... You... I'll fight you to the death!!" The burly man charged back into the enemy ranks, fighting fiercely.

Mei Shuying said, "Old man, if your disciple comes again, I'm afraid you won't make it. Speak quickly if you have something to say." "I... I'm fine... This kind of novel... I won't die until I finish writing my last words... After writing my last words... I should go... So... I just won't say it..." Mei Shuying: "………………" At this moment, the big man was attacked again and pressed down on the old man once more... The old man: "No... This... doesn't make sense..." The big man: "Master! Master! Don't worry! I will definitely avenge you!" Mei Shuying watched the big man charge into the enemy formation again, picked up the old man's sword, got up and left.

Not far away, they heard a loud bang behind them, and the old man's body flew out of the dense forest, turning into twinkling stars in the sky, followed by a scream on the ground: "Master!...!!!!!!!!!" (52) The old man's sword was indeed extraordinary, with four large characters on its three-foot blade: "Good sword. True fighting." Mei Shuying asked Chen Xuanbing: "What is true fighting?" "True fighting - is the best of its kind."

So from then on, when Mei Shuying signed her name, she would always add a suffix - "Young hero. True fighting." ********** ...

After all, according to the novel's plot, the villains should have sent out a whole bunch of minor characters to help the protagonist improve his martial arts at this point.

But even now, Mei Shuying still doesn't know what the characteristics of the people from the Tailang Pavilion are. Things like their hollow chests, their crotch-covering faces, their hunger pangs—each of them has their own distinctive attire, practically trademarks. Usually, only lone bandits and young heroes operate in plainclothes.

He began to analyze, together with Chen Xuanbing.

Chen Xuanbing suddenly said, "Sister Liu Yingxiu will give birth in six months." "Why did you suddenly say that?" "I'm just afraid the author, like Jin Yong, might forget about the characters from earlier chapters, so I'm reminding you." "Oh... Now you can tell me who Liu Yingxiu is, right?" "…………" Mei Shuying carefully crawled out from under the table, rubbing the bump on her head as she began to analyze. "

The people of the Tailang Pavilion have one characteristic: they excessively emphasize the traditional Chinese virtue of diligence and thrift. It's rumored that they consider splitting a single coin in half as an insult to money and a huge waste! They don't allow their people to use the toilet outside their territory because it would affect their crop yield that year.

From this, we can infer that their attire must be very frugal, and frugal attire will definitely have patches. So the more patches, the greater the likelihood that they are one of their people. Xuanbing, am I right?" Chen Xuanbing didn't reply, but simply pointed behind him. He turned around and saw that the area behind him was full of Beggar Clan members, each pointing at the patches on their clothes, exuding murderous intent!

(54)

Times have changed. Mei Shuying decided to show off her chivalrous spirit. After all, in legend, apart from the leader, the Beggars' Sect couldn't even muster many worthy subjects for the camera, and was already considered one of the two major training centers for minor characters in the martial arts world, along with the Shaolin Temple. And aside from the street-sweeping monks who needed to be wary, none of the minor characters were highly skilled in martial arts.

The members of the Beggars' Sect knew something was wrong as soon as they saw Mei Shuying grip the sword hilt, because the next shot would inevitably show tables and chairs scattered, cups and plates littered with debris. The corpse.

The leading beggar sneered, "Young hero, we'll meet again someday. A gentleman's revenge takes ten years to finish. We'll see!" Mei Shuying asked curiously, "Huh? Isn't that something he usually says when all his men are dead?" Chen Xuanbing replied, "That's because all his men are gone." (55) He finally understood how terrifying the Beggars' Sect's revenge was... For half a month, he had no chance to think about anything. Every moment of the twelve hours, a group of little beggars surrounded him asking for money. And it was a rotation system of morning, noon, and evening.

He had no choice but to buy a lot of things and go to the Beggars' Sect's branch here—a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city—to apologize and promise never to confuse the Beggars' Sect with other sects again. Only then was the matter considered over. Only

then could he calm down and study the characteristics of the Tailang Pavilion.

As he was thinking, a person walked past him, holding an abacus in his hand, with several large characters embroidered on the back of his simple clothes—Owned by Tailang Pavilion, counterfeiting will be prosecuted.

(56)

They found an inn and decided to rest for the night.

As soon as they entered, the waiter greeted them warmly: "Gentlemen, are you here to stay or just for a meal?" "Stay." "Alright! Would you like a superior room or..."

"Superior room."

"Alright! The innkeeper has two superior rooms."

"Why two..."

"Huh? Sir, aren't you siblings?"

"Who told you we're siblings!?" "

But every young hero who enters the inn says that the woman beside him is his sister, and then sneaks into the next room in the middle of the night, making me think that all young heroes have this kind of hobby." "She is my wife, please take a room." "Ah!?" "

Why are you so surprised?"

"Don't the protagonists only get married at the end?"

Mei Shuying looked at the sky, decisively knocked out the waiter, walked up to the innkeeper, "One superior room, thank you!" (57) As the business of Tailang Pavilion grew bigger and bigger, it attracted more and more people, and its bad reputation was about to surpass that of the ancestor of the tertiary industry in the Song and Yuan Dynasties - Gelatin Industry Co., Ltd.

Thus, the six major sects, usually rife with idleness, joined forces with a group of young heroes who had joined the Beggars' Sect because of the Tailang Pavilion, and attacked the Tailang Pavilion's headquarters—the city of Troy. This is known as the First Trojan War.

However, the first attempt failed because a sign stood at the only main road: "Proceed to Troy from here, entrance fee ten taels per person."

They had all forgotten to bring money, and heroes couldn't disregard the rules, especially in front of so many people.

Even those who had money were embarrassed to show it off; it was common sense that only sect leaders could handle such a show-off.

The Second Trojan War began three days later, when everyone had finally gathered enough silver.

But the sign had changed—it was April Fool's Day, employees were on holiday, the store was closed, and everyone was happy.

While envying the Tailang Pavilion's welfare system, everyone had no choice but to leave.

For the Third Trojan War, the slogan was—only success was allowed, failure was not an option. Everyone brought out their most precious savings, determined to storm the Tailang Pavilion's headquarters.

The sign has been changed to "...The Pavilion Master's Birthday, Free All Day."

(58)

Of course, the protagonist wouldn't be unaware of such a big event.

He asked the waiter, "I heard that the six major sects are besieging the Tailang Pavilion, is that right..." "Yes. Didn't you go to watch the battle, sir?" "I'm going there soon. I wonder which six major sects are going to uphold justice?" "Oh, it's the first, second, and third major sects... Hey, sir, don't go yet, I haven't finished talking, sir?" (59) The six major sects generally refer to: Shaolin, Emei, and Wudang, the three permanent council members, and Kongtong, Kunlun, and Huashan, the three non-permanent council members. The non-permanent council members are subject to change from time to time, with sects such as Taishan, Diancang, and Shushan filling in at any time.

These people together are commonly known as the United Sect, and the leader of the sect is usually the legendary martial arts alliance leader.

The martial arts alliance leader is elected by the strongest martial artist based on the principle of democracy and voluntariness, and the strongest martial artist is elected based on the principle of non-democracy and voluntariness.

Mei Shuying was curious why the Beggars' Sect, which could be seen everywhere, was not included.

She asked the most well-informed person—the waiter of the nationwide chain Yue Lai Inn—and only received one answer: "Politics is a game for the rich.

" "Is the information true?"

"As the waiter of the top inn among the three great inns, we have a strong sense of professional ethics. Even if you are a ruthless villain and I hate evil, I will still give you the real information." "Why is that?" "System setting, there's nothing I can do."

"Then what are the three great inns?"

The waiter pointed disdainfully to the sign behind him…

(Sixty)

Yue Lai Inn—the overlord of inns nationwide (voiceover: What is that? Answer: Still an inn.), adept at opening branches, its presence is ubiquitous throughout the country, and its piracy rate ranks first among global enterprises. This inn needs no further explanation; it can be found in various historical documents.

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