Zuo Qingshuang's words completely shattered any remaining hope Lu Guiyan had.
Before he died, Qi Wuwang said he wanted to take the two people to Autumn Moon Convent.
However, Autumn Moon Convent was a necessary stop on their way to Flying Snow City.
So no matter how you look at it, they can't avoid it.
Of course, one could change course immediately, but that would increase the journey several times, or even ten times, and the entire process would be within the territory of the Fierce Tiger Gang.
There are just too many new variables.
Lu Guiyan could not, and dared not, make such a decision.
Therefore, the Autumn Moon Convent hurdle is one that must be overcome, no matter what.
"But it's not all bad news."
Fang Shuwen Lu Guiyan's expression, Fang Shuwen smiled and said:
"The seven major sects have agreed to gather at Autumn Moon Convent. We can join in the fun."
"With the seven major sects joining forces, even if there really is some old demon with three heads and six arms at Autumn Moon Convent, it will be difficult for him to cause any trouble."
The title of "Eastern Region Seven Great Sects" is not given lightly.
They represent the most powerful forces in the entire Eastern Region Jianghu, and are by no means easy opponents.
Lu Guiyan nodded slightly upon hearing this; this was indeed the best choice at present.
Hearing their words, Zuo Qingshuang became curious about what had happened. After all, Fang Shuwen hadn't explained how he ended up here.
Fang Shuwen briefly explained their situation in just a few words.
Zhou Qingmei's gaze towards him became even stranger... He's clearly highly skilled in martial arts, yet he goes around acting as a bodyguard for others. What's this guy thinking about all day long?
Although Zuo Qingshuang was also somewhat surprised, she quickly frowned:
"Qin Si?"
"I've dealt with him a few times. The Fierce Tiger Gang and my Pearl Pavilion are neighbors, but I never expected them to have the audacity to attack the people of Flying Snow City?"
"There's probably something strange going on here..."
Fang Shuwen nodded; he thought so too.
However, things are still unclear at this point, and there are no answers yet regarding the underlying reasons.
Tong Tianba was a reckless brute, and Qi Wuwang was only interested in money; neither of them had any valuable information to offer.
To find a breakthrough clue, we'll most likely have to go directly to Qin Hu.
But the headquarters of the Fierce Tiger Gang wasn't so easy to breach.
Although Fang Shuwen was confident that he could come and go as he pleased, Lu Guiyan dared not take any risks lightly.
"Actually, Young Master Fang could hand over the Pearl Pavilion Token."
Zuo Qingshuang said with a smile:
"After all, my Pearl Pavilion still holds some prestige in the martial arts world, so I'm sure the Fierce Tiger Gang won't refuse us this favor."
This is purely an understatement; as one of the seven factions, the Pearl Pavilion is far superior to the Fierce Tiger Gang.
Lu Guiyan was taken aback and turned to look at Fang Shuwen.
The Pearl Pavilion Token some extent, represent the attitude of the Pearl Pavilion. How could Fang Shuwen possess such a valuable item?
Fang Shuwen casually took out the Pearl Pavilion Token:
"Is this thing really that useful?"
Zuo Qingshuang was both amused and exasperated.
"That's natural. This token represents my Pearl Pavilion. Unless the Fierce Tiger Gang wants to start a war with my Pearl Pavilion, they won't ignore this token."
"Of course, with Young Master Fang's martial arts skills, he naturally wouldn't be afraid of the Fierce Tiger Gang."
Fang Shuwen clicked his tongue, feeling that he had underestimated the gratitude gift from the Pearl Pavilion.
Lu Guiyan felt a slight tremor in her heart.
She naturally knew how Fang Shuwen Fierce Tiger Gang was, but the Fierce Tiger Gang was no pushover either. Qin Hu himself was highly skilled in martial arts, and the four... no, now there were three hall masters, each with their own unique skills, as well as so many other extraordinary individuals.
Even if Fang Shuwen is highly skilled in martial arts, he probably wouldn't be a match for so many people.
But judging from Zuo Qingshuang's words, does that Fang Shuwen alone can take down the Fierce Tiger Gang?
Did I underestimate him?
However, Lu Guiyan was unaware of what Fang Shuwen Pearl Pavilion...
If she knew that the Black Sha Cult, which had once been all-powerful thirty years ago, had been completely wiped out with a few blows, she probably wouldn't be so insecure right now.
It's not entirely her fault; after all, she doesn't understand the world of cheaters.
Having finished their casual conversation, and knowing they had to visit Autumn Moon Convent, Zuo Qingshuang didn't mind traveling with Fang Shuwen and the others. And so the matter was settled.
Lu Guiyan instructed people to stand guard, while the others took out their food and prepared a hot meal.
With nothing to do, Fang Shuwen sat in the crack of the broken kiln, watching the raindrops fall softly outside.
As the saying goes, "One autumn rain brings a chill," and the temperature has been dropping rapidly lately.
A fragrant aroma wafted around him, Fang Shuwen turned around to see Zhou Qingmei sitting down beside him.
Suddenly I laughed:
"You smell so good, I'm almost not used to it."
Zhou Qingmei rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.
"Do you still think of me as that savage who spent half a month with you wandering through the forest?"
To avoid being detected by the Black Sha Cult, the two of them lived like wild men in the forest for half a month.
It was a really embarrassing time. Even a pretty girl like Zhou Qingmei smelled terrible.
"After you left, my father sent a letter through the door."
"They are all safe. I have replied to them and told them to return to Julu City."
"By the way, the money I owe you has already been prepared. You can go directly to the Zhou Family to collect it when you return to Julu City."
Fang Shuwen smiled:
"I wasn't worried that Mr. Zhou would renege on his debt."
Zhou Qingmei glanced at him with disbelief, then suddenly noticed the sword he was carrying on his back, and became somewhat curious:
Where did this sword come from?
"There's a guy named Xu Yuqing in the Fierce Tiger Gang."
Fang Shuwen took the sword down and handed it to her:
"I killed him. I thought this sword was pretty good, so I kept it, thinking I could sell it for a good price. But they're all unscrupulous merchants... They want a sword of this quality for only two taels of silver. How could I let them have their way?"
He had taken the sword earlier, hoping to sell it for a good price.
It turned out that they were all people trying to take advantage of the situation. Fang Shuwen was not short of money now, so he naturally couldn't let himself suffer such a loss. He simply kept carrying it with him.
Zhou Qingmei took the sword, gripped the hilt, and the blade emerged three inches from its sheath. The cold, sharp light of the sword illuminated her eyes. Near the hilt, two large characters were engraved: "Jingfeng" (惊风).
Her eyes lit up slightly:
"It is indeed a fine sword."
Where is your sword?
Fang Shuwen noticed that Zhou Qingmei was not carrying a sword.
"I left it in the Pearl Pavilion and asked my fellow disciples to help me recast it."
"Zhang Fang's?"
"It's been sent to the Sword-Nurturing Pool in the back mountain."
Zhou Qingmei said:
"The Stillwater Sword was a gift from my senior master to him as a formal apprenticeship present, just like my Jade Bamboo Sword."
"So, you still don't have a sword to use?"
Fang Shuwen was helpless:
"Then this sword is for you."
"Good."
Zhou Qingmei nodded immediately.
Fang Shuwen was taken aback. Was he being so impolite?
Even if he wasn't just offering a token gift, and genuinely wanted to give it to you, you could at least be polite and decline.
Seeing Zhou Qingmei looking at the Wind-Shocking Sword in her hand with a face full of joy, I couldn't help but smile as well, feeling that this was not bad at all.