Chapter 95: The Legacy of the Xiaoyao Sect! Schemes in the Heart!

More importantly, for Fang Han, the true purpose of going to Leigu Mountain was not merely the inheritance itself.

His main goal was to inherit the position of Xiaoyao Sect leader, and then head to Misty Peak of Tianshan to learn Xiaoyao Sect’s supreme martial arts!

In this life simulation, with Beiming Divine Skill as his foundation, his future path—though not fixed—would best align with Xiaoyao Sect’s skills!

Even the Six Meridian Divine Sword could not compare.

But if he wanted to study the Xiaoyao Sect arts, directly going to Misty Peak to request instruction would be highly unlikely.

Tianshan Tonglao would never willingly teach him…

No, it was certain she would not.

But if he carried the Seven-Treasure Ring of the Xiaoyao Sect, then things would be different.

Xu Zhu was able to receive Tianshan Tonglao’s teachings in the Life and Death Talisman, Six Yang Palm of Tianshan, Plum Blossom Hand of Tianshan—all because of the Seven-Treasure Ring.

Yes, Xu Zhu was kindhearted and coincidentally saved Tonglao’s life. But the real reason she taught him was because of that ring—Wu Yazi’s token of authority as Xiaoyao Sect master.

Through it, she recognized him as Wu Yazi’s disciple. With that connection, she bestowed upon him all her martial knowledge!

Otherwise, why would Tianshan Tonglao pass down all Xiaoyao Sect martial arts and even entrust him with leadership of Lingjiu Palace?

Fang Han too wished to obtain Xiaoyao Sect’s martial arts. Given his current skill and knowledge of Tonglao’s eventual loss of power, he might even be able to seize them by force—perhaps even face her in her prime.

But…

If there was an easier path, why force it?

He would take the smoother way, since it was all within reach.

Furthermore, he could also choose to learn from Li Qiushui.

Though all from Xiaoyao Sect, the three elders did not pass down identical arts.

For example, in terms of core inner cultivation: Tianshan Tonglao had the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Only I Alone Supreme Skill; Wu Yazi had the Beiming Divine Skill; Li Qiushui had the Xiao Wuxiang Skill.

In terms of external techniques: Tianshan Tonglao’s Six Yang Palm of Tianshan, Plum Blossom Hand of Tianshan, Life and Death Talisman; Li Qiushui’s White Rainbow Palm Force, and more.

If Fang Han could obtain the Seven-Treasure Ring, he could potentially access the inheritance from both sides, perhaps uniting all Xiaoyao Sect martial knowledge into one!

With this thought, Fang Han was determined to seize Wu Yazi’s inheritance from Leigu Mountain.

Still, since the Zhenlong Chess Game had yet to be arranged, he did not have to wait until the challenge was open to all heroes. For now, time was plentiful, so he could first seek other opportunities.

For example, the Xiao Wuxiang Skill at Suzhou’s Mantuo Villa, and the martial manuals collected in Langya Jade Cavern—nearly the entire martial legacy of the Song dynasty.

Even further, at Canhe Manor’s Yanzi Pavilion, near Mantuo Villa.

Perhaps he could also obtain the Murong clan’s supreme arts, Douzhuan Xingyi and Canhe Finger!

It was along his way, after all—if he could get them, good; if not, it was no matter.

With his decision made, Fang Han no longer hesitated. He took Cheng Lingsu and Mu Wanqing with him, leaving Dali and returning to the Song territory.

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Three months passed in a hurry.

Within the Song territory, in Suzhou.

A water-town of Jiangnan, flourishing with blossoms like brocade.

At this time, within the Mantuo Manor.

The camellias were blooming everywhere.

A beautifully dressed noblewoman sat alone in a pavilion.

Her oval face was as smooth and lustrous as jade, faintly suffused with a rosy glow like a flower’s stamen. Her expression was distant as she gazed at the sea of camellias—sometimes revealing a look of foolish longing, sometimes one of deep resentment. Yet, because she was so exquisitely beautiful, even though she was already in her thirties, her beauty remained dazzling, and her sorrow seemed less like bitterness and more like an aura of charm.

Tap tap~

Somewhat hurried footsteps approached. The noblewoman slightly recovered herself, withdrawing her expression and becoming blank-faced.

“Madam, a young master with the surname Fang has come to visit!”

The noblewoman’s expression did not change. She seemed as if she had not heard, or as if she did not care. After a long silence, she finally said a single phrase: “Do not see him.”

The maid obeyed, seeing her mistress appear lost in thought, and hurriedly replied “yes.” She was about to turn to leave when a voice suddenly floated from behind her:

“By the way, this Fang—did he say where he comes from?”

The maid’s heart gave a small jump, secretly fearful. She turned back and stammered: “He… he said…”

Seeing her falter, the noblewoman’s suspicions flared. She frowned and commanded: “Speak!”

The maid whispered: “He said… he said he came from Dali.”

The moment the noblewoman heard the words “Dali,” her eyes flashed with vicious light. She suddenly rose to her feet and snapped: “Go call Granny Rui and Granny Duan!”

After a short while, a group of tall, brutish-looking servant women followed behind the noblewoman.

She walked all the way outside the manor gates, where she saw three people quietly waiting.

The man was handsome, while both women were of breathtaking beauty. It was none other than Fang Han and his companions.

Upon seeing them, the noblewoman momentarily lost focus. But remembering that they had come from Dali, her expression hardened and she shouted: “Take them down!”

Granny Rui and Granny Duan immediately echoed her order.

The former was indifferent, while the latter—having once been driven off in terror by Fang Han at Mount Wuliang when chasing Mu Wanqing—felt a faint sense of familiarity. Yet, with four months having passed since then, and because she had retreated in panic without looking closely, she failed to immediately recognize him.

The rest of the servants surged forward.

Facing such a commotion, Fang Han and his two companions showed not the slightest trace of alarm. They stood there at ease, merely watching.

In fact…They even seemed as if they wanted to laugh.

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