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The third female lead has appeared!
Sister Dou'er has arrived.
Chen Anlin swiftly moved, suddenly wrapping his arms around Yang Dou from behind.
"Oh no, I'm going to die! You scared me!"
Yang Dou was utterly astonished. How did Chen Anlin manage to appear behind her without making a sound?
The key point was that Chen Anlin had grown quite bold.
"Sister Dou'er, what brings you here?"
"I saw you all fetching water and you took so long to return. I was worried about you!"
Yang Dou glanced at Su Menghan, who was rushing over while hurriedly tying her belt, and suddenly realized something.
Instantly, her cheeks flushed bright red. "You two! How could you..."
She hadn't even considered that these two had been sneaking around.
"Sister Dou'er, let's head back for now," Chen Anlin quickly suggested.
"Weren't you supposed to fetch water? Is this what fetching water looks like?"
"It is fetching water," Chen Anlin blinked innocently.
Yang Dou:
She suddenly understood and huffed coldly, "This place is dangerous; there might be monsters lurking at night. You two shouldn't run around recklessly."
As she spoke, she shook her head, thinking to herself that young people really were naive; they didn't understand what was fun about this—wasn't it just repeating the same action over and over? How boring!
"Sister Dou'er, do you know about the Dream-Making Fairy?"
Once they returned to the camp, Chen Anlin began to inquire.
"I haven't heard of her. What's up?"
"Actually, I discovered an ancient tomb earlier..."
Chen Anlin didn't hide anything and briefly explained the situation, even taking out the human skin paper.
"I've never seen a material like this human skin paper before, but I can sense that there's a layer of array restrictions on it. I don't know how to unlock it; otherwise, I wouldn't be able to uncover its secrets."
"I see." Chen Anlin felt a headache coming on.
"You don't need to worry; His Majesty has some understanding of formations. You can ask him to help you decipher it later."
"That would be great!"
Hua City is one of the top ten cities in the Great Zhou Dynasty, thriving due to its proximity to the Hundred Flowers Sect and several other sects.
The Hundred Flowers Sect is located in the eastern part of Hua City and is regarded as the premier sect in the area, with locals taking pride in being associated with it.
However, entering the Hundred Flowers Sect is also quite challenging.
Its leader, Yang Bingyi, is renowned as one of the greatest prodigies of her generation; by the age of eighty, she had already reached the peak of third-grade martial arts, making the Hundred Flowers Sect a truly formidable force that suppressed all other prodigies at that time.
It is said that the disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect all practice the Hundred Flowers Technique, a celestial-level skill. Cultivating this technique allows both men and women to extend their lifespan, delay aging, and maintain youthful, radiant skin and handsome features. Therefore, even though Yang Bingyi is of advanced age, her beauty remains unmatched, and she has yet to marry.
Rumor has it that in her youth, countless talented young men pursued her. Unfortunately, she was wholly devoted to her cultivation and treated those suitors with indifference, remaining single all these years. However, recently it has been said that Yang Bingyi is preparing for seclusion. She intends to break through to the second-tier realm!
In Huacheng, the streets are abuzz with talk about Yang Bingyi's impending breakthrough. The atmosphere suggests that a change is coming. Achieving the second-tier would elevate the Hundred Flowers Sect to a first-rate sect.
Chen Anlin, accompanied by Su Menghan, felt a stir in his heart as he listened to the conversations around him. He recalled the events from a novel he had read. In the story, it was during Yang Bingyi's attempt to break through to the second-tier that disaster struck—the entire Hundred Flowers Sect was ruthlessly slaughtered by demonic forces!
It seems he arrived just in time! As Chen Anlin prepared to head directly to the Hundred Flowers Sect, Su Menghan's eyes lit up. "I just sent a message to Senior Sister Wu Qianlian; she's shopping nearby. Let's go find her."
"Sure," he replied.
Thus, the three of them quickly made their way to a nearby restaurant. Wu Qianlian had already ordered a table full of dishes and greeted Su Menghan with delight upon seeing her.
"Sister Su!"
Just as in the novel, Wu Qianlian was an elegant and beautiful woman with an ethereal presence. At this moment, she had yet to meet Xiao Chen.
Wu Qianlian glanced at Chen Anlin and the girl following him, Yang Dou, and asked curiously, "Sister Su, who is this?"
Su Menghan introduced Chen Anlin while explaining that Yang Dou was his friend.
"Chen Anlin from Jingcheng?"
Wu Qianlian's brow furrowed deeper. As Xiao Chen's third female lead in the story, she instinctively felt some aversion towards Chen Anlin. Moreover, Chen Anlin's reputation in the martial world wasn't particularly favorable, which made her wonder why Su Menghan was associating with someone like him.
However, she kept her thoughts to herself and maintained a polite demeanor. "Please sit down; let's share a meal together. Sister Su, your timing is perfect! Master is going into seclusion soon and is worried that someone might cause trouble during this time, so she has called many disciples back."
Wu Qianlian explained.
"Sister," Su Menghan said earnestly, "I have something important to discuss with you regarding your situation." She instinctively glanced at Chen Anlin.
Wu Qianlian paused and also looked at Chen Anlin; her intuition told her that he knew something significant.
You are the descendant of Wu Qigang, an elder at the Huqing Academy in the capital. When you were three years old, Chen Anlin briefly recounted a story, concluding with, "Wasn't it just a token that your master sought from you? On that token were the three characters: Wu Qianlian!"
This was also why Wu Qianlian continued to use her original name. Unfortunately, the capital was too far from this place, and in her early years, Wu Qianlian was merely an ordinary disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect, not well-known enough for Wu Qigang to search for her.
Wu Qianlian's lips trembled as she began to shiver. All this time, she had believed she had been abandoned. She never imagined that one day someone would come looking for her, saying her family was still out there.
"Congratulations, Senior Sister Wu!" Su Menghan exclaimed joyfully.
"Thank you for sharing this good news with me, Chen Zi. Once my master finishes his seclusion, I will return home to see my grandfather," Wu Qianlian replied.
"Alright, I’ll toast to you," Su Menghan said.
At this point, Wu Qianlian's impression of Chen Anlin improved somewhat. However, just as everyone was enjoying their meal together, a boy around eleven or twelve years old at the neighboring table was covered in mud and rolling small balls of dirt to throw at their table.
Several mud balls landed in their bowls, infuriating them!
"Whose little brat is causing trouble?" someone shouted angrily.
But upon seeing the boy's family, the complaints quickly subsided; they could only curse their bad luck and leave in frustration.
The child noticed that no one dared to say anything and felt quite pleased with himself, even sticking his tongue out at them. But once that table left, he felt bored. His grandmother was busy chatting with two other elderly women and paid him no mind.
At that moment, the boy's attention turned to Wu Qianlian and Su Menghan. His eyes seemed to sparkle as he stared intently at their figures.
"Heh heh, so big!"
He swallowed hard and threw a mud ball towards Chen Anlin.
Whoosh!
Yang Dou reacted quickly and knocked the mud ball away, glaring at the boy with displeasure.
"What’s going on?" Chen Anlin asked.
Yang Dou pointed at the child with annoyance. "I don’t know whose little rascal this is; he’s so inconsiderate throwing mud balls at our table."
Seeing that his mud ball had no effect, the boy became unhappy and stood up to reach for Wu Qianlian's waist.
He was covered in mud and utterly disgusting.
"Heh heh, Miss!" The boy gazed at Wu Qianlian's slender waist as if mesmerized.
Just as his hand was about to touch her, Chen Anlin seized the boy's wrist with a cold glare. "You little brat, do you want to die?"
The child was startled and looked up at Chen Anlin, instantly filled with anger. He had always been fearless; in this place, who would dare to disrespect him? How dare this guy grab his hand? Was he tired of living?
After all, he was just a kid, and he didn't believe that this man would actually do anything to him. So, the child opened his mouth and spat at Chen Anlin, hoping to disgust him.
Nearby, the old woman had already been reminded that her grandson was causing trouble at the next table. However, she showed no concern at all. Instead, she proudly told the other two old ladies, "My grandson is just being mischievous. What's wrong with a little spitting and playing in the mud? Who would hold a grudge against a child?"
The next moment, a scream pierced the air.
Bang!
The child's hands were suddenly shattered, and with another kick from Chen Anlin—boom!—the child was sent flying back, hitting his chest.
"My grandson!" The old woman cried out in panic as she rushed over to pick him up. Unfortunately, after that blow from Chen Anlin, her grandson was already rolling his eyes back, on the verge of losing consciousness.
"No one is here to teach your grandson a lesson, so I will." Chen Anlin spoke calmly.
He hadn't intended to go this far, but the old woman's earlier words had pushed him to decide on giving a lesson.
"You dare to kill my grandson? You're finished! I am from the Zhang family; even the city has to give us face here. You're done for!" The old woman shouted fiercely at Chen Anlin.
"Oh, really?" Chen Anlin shrugged, unimpressed.
He was not afraid of anyone; his principle was to be arrogant and domineering. Was the Zhang family more powerful than the might of the Great Zhou Dynasty? If they had power yet chose to endure everywhere, then he wouldn't be playing the role of the villain.
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