920: Chapter 920: Arriving in the Past 920: Chapter 920: Arriving in the Past “Is this the ancient tis?” Gu Fan, having successfully traveled to the ancient past through the space-ti door, found himself in an unfortunate location—right in the middle of a wilderness.
This instantly gave him a sense of despair, as he was in a completely unfamiliar place with no idea where he actually was.
Fortunately, Gu Fan encountered soone going up the mountain to chop wood.
After a brief inquiry, he learned where the nearest small town was and imdiately sprinted towards it.
No matter the era, the primary need was money.
Gu Fan didn’t have the currency of the ancient tis, but he knew that gold and silver were still in use.
So he once again hit up Du Jun for a favor, asking him for a few gold bricks.
After reaching the small city, Gu Fan went to a money exchange and traded the gold bricks for a large amount of silver.
With this, his concern for living in ancient tis could be resolved.
The remaining task was to locate Lin Xi.
However, the place was imnse, with so many locations to consider.
Where could Lin Xi be, and what place was this?
Gu Fan felt completely at a loss.
Just then, Gu Fan’s stomach growled, prompting him to imdiately visit a nearby inn.
He ordered so food to fill his stomach first because one needs energy to search for people.
Suddenly, a person at the next table said, “Did you know?
Sothing incredible has happened in the world of Martial Arts recently.”
“I’ve heard about it too.
Apparently, Jian Shen, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, summoned heroes to confront the Devil Cult.
The battle was so fierce that almost everyone died.”
“No, soone said that Jian Shen is still alive.
He’s the one who turned the tide and eliminated the Devil Cult, saving the Martial Arts world from disaster.”
Gu Fan wasn’t paying attention to this world’s gossip, solely focused on his own al.
However, upon hearing that, he couldn’t stay calm any longer.
“Where is Jian Shen now?
He’s a hero of the Martial Arts world now, right?”
“Even heroes have their difficulties with beauties.
I heard that Jian Shen has run off with a succubus from Shennv Xuanhui.
What’s her na again…
It seems to be Qian Ye.”
Hearing this, Gu Fan was extrely shocked.
It was again soone from Shennv Xuanhui and again Qian Ye.
Could it really be Lin Xi?
But how did she get mixed up with Jian Shen?
Just as Gu Fan was about to turn around and ask for more information, he suddenly heard a cold statent: “You people of the Martial Arts world only know how to show off on normal days but hide and gossip about others instead of taking part in the Martial Arts Competition when it counts.”
Everyone in the inn looked up to see three won descending the stairs.
In addition to admiring their beauty, there was a sense of indescribable pressure emanating from them.
Gu Fan took one look and couldn’t bring himself to look a second ti, quickly lowering his head to continue eating.
Indeed, these three won were Qian Feng, Qian Xue, and Qian Ying.
Upon hearing soone slander Shennv Xuanhui as housing a succubus, they could not sit still.
Qian Feng’s eyes were filled with authority; it looked like she was about to teach these tactless chaps a lesson.
The n of the Martial Arts world, despite feeling Qian Feng’s imposing aura, were not about to submit so easily.
One of them slamd his fist on the table and retorted righteously, “Us Martial Arts folks have at least contributed to eliminating the Devil Cult.
What has Shennv Xuanhui ever done for the Martial Arts world, for the world at large?”
“Very well, quite courageous of you.” With that, Qian Feng delivered a palm strike, using magic to create a gust of wind that sent the ignorant Martial Arts man flying out of the inn, displaying an unreasonably domineering stance.
Many people in the inn with a sense of justice couldn’t stand idly by.
They stepped forward to challenge her, but without exception, they all t with dismal defeats.
The inn, which was originally in good shape, had now beco a complete ss; tables and chairs were overturned, and several martial artists were lying on the ground, moaning in pain.
No one expected that the Shennv Xuanhui would be even more dangerous than the rumors had suggested.
Gu Fan decided not to get involved and picked up his bowl of rice, intending to leave, but Qian Ying stopped him: “Wait a minute, you’re very suspicious.”
Hearing this, Gu Fan stood there dumbfounded, trembling: “Miss, you must be mistaken.
It was those martial artists who foolishly provoked you.
I was just quietly eating my al, I didn’t do anything.”
“You may not have done anything, but you’ve had your back to us from the beginning to the end.
You’re deliberately trying not to let us see your face,” Qian Ying said pointedly, making Gu Fan very nervous.
After a mont’s thought, Gu Fan could only respond like this: “You all are too formidable.
I was scared.
Your presence is too overpowering; how could I dare to take another look at you?”
“Really?” Qian Ying looked skeptical: “Turn your face this way.”
“There’s no need for that.
I’m quite ordinary-looking, surely not up to your standards of beauty.” At this mont, Gu Fan was fervently praying to Hocus Pocus, yet he could still hear Qian Ying’s footsteps drawing closer.
“Oh my god, what to do, what to do?
Why is this woman so aggressive?
No wonder Lin Xi didn’t like her in her past life.” Gu Fan’s heart raced, and he began to sweat cold, realizing that it wouldn’t be fun to clash with Qian Feng here and now.
“So you won’t turn around?” Without waiting for a response, Qian Ying grabbed Gu Fan’s arm and forcibly turned him to face her, only to see Gu Fan’s eyes tightly shut.
Qian Ying was puzzled: “Why are you closing your eyes; am I that scary?”
“You all are too beautiful.
I’m afraid that if I look at you, I’ll keep thinking about you and won’t be able to sleep at night.” Gu Fan offered this far-fetched explanation, which left Qian Ying sowhat incredulous yet amused.
Qian Ying still felt there was sothing off about the man in front of her, and she took hold of Gu Fan’s arm, then softly persuaded, “Listen to , open your eyes, and take a good look at .”
Gu Fan replied, “I’m sorry, but I still dare not look.
Your beauty is like that of fairy goddesses, and I, a re mortal, am not worthy to appreciate it.”
The other martial artists who had been beaten up admired Gu Fan’s skill at doling out complints and rued not having learned it sooner—they could have avoided being thrashed.
Of course, Gu Fan dared not open his eyes for other reasons.
He at least managed to prevent Qian Feng and the others from seeing his complete face, which was one thing.
Now, with his hand held by Qian Ying, if he made eye contact, he might be controlled, and that was another.
Just as Qian Ying was trying to figure out Gu Fan’s identity, Qian Feng lost her patience: “Enough, Qian Ying, stop fooling around.
We have important matters to attend to.”
“Alright, big sister!” Qian Ying thus stopped pestering Gu Fan and let him off the hook.
Once Qian Feng, Qian Xue, and Qian Ying had left, Gu Fan finally opened his eyes, hastily found a place to sit, and started panting heavily; that had been very dangerous indeed.
But now was not the ti to rest.
Gu Fan hurriedly took another bite, then settled his bill and made a swift escape.
The people around him stared in confusion and privately lanted how panicked the young man was; the enchantresses had already left, so why was he running?
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