Su Que pretended to leaf through the manuals while following Fan Wuyang with the corner of his eye.
Fan Wuyang was a Three Blood Martial Artist.
Third Blood Tendon Strengthening—his strength could shatter stone.
In terms of strength alone, he was roughly equal to Su Que.
If Su Que used lime and animal traps, he could definitely defeat Fan Wuyang.
So, he planned to keep following Fan Wuyang and wait for him to be alone.
He did not know how much time had passed before the Scripture Pavilion gradually darkened. It was probably nearing dusk.
The servants in the pavilion lifted the lampshades set at the four corners and lit the candles inside.
The martial artists browsing the manuals in the Scripture Pavilion also gradually left.
They thought that, for its own protection, Lu Family Manor would likely keep the Scripture Pavilion open for a long time.
They were not in a hurry to find and learn the martial arts they wanted within a single day.
After a while, Fan Wuyang also called for the White Lotus Sect members to leave.
Su Que watched them, returned his book to the shelf, left the Scripture Pavilion, and followed far behind Fan Wuyang and the others.
After leaving Lu Family Manor, Su Que found it far too strange and conspicuous to walk through the streets wearing a mask. He removed it, tied up his hair, and continued following the White Lotus Sect members from afar.
After a while, he saw the White Lotus Sect members heading toward the largest inn in town.
"So this is where you're staying."
Su Que's heart stirred, and he followed them.
Once the White Lotus Sect members entered the inn, Su Que quickened his pace slightly and entered as well.
The inn was a rare three-story building.
The first floor was where guests ate.
The second and third floors held the guest rooms.
Su Que's gaze happened to catch Fan Wuyang entering a guest room on the third floor.
Two White Lotus Disciples were actually standing guard outside Fan Wuyang's room.
"This is going to be a real pain!"
Su Que scratched his head.
Although he had a great chance of winning in a one-on-one fight against Fan Wuyang,
if Fan Wuyang's sixteen subordinates were added to the equation, his chances dropped considerably.
Moreover, forcing his way into Fan Wuyang's room would make quite a commotion.
Even if he killed Fan Wuyang quickly, witnesses would still see him commit the murder.
Some witnesses might have exceptionally good memories. After seeing someone once, they could not only remember him firmly, but also describe his features.
If that happened, the White Lotus Sect would soon hunt him down.
"Let's watch for now."
Su Que rented a room at this inn under a false name.
This room lay diagonally opposite Fan Wuyang's.
By poking a small hole through the paper on the door, he could see Fan Wuyang's door.
Su Que moved over a stool, put his eye to the hole, and kept watch on Fan Wuyang's door.
Over the course of two hours, he saw Fan Wuyang's door open four times.
Twice, the inn delivered food.
The other two times, an inn waiter went in to replace Fan Wuyang's chamber pot.
Su Que came up with two ways to obtain the Wedding Dress Divine Skill manual.
—Poison the food, then disguise himself as an inn waiter and enter.
Just as he was pondering it, he suddenly heard a faint creak. Fan Wuyang, dressed in his underclothes, opened the door and walked out.
The two White Lotus Disciples guarding the door nodded and followed behind Fan Wuyang.
"Where are they going?"
Su Que was puzzled.
But immediately afterward, he saw the direction Fan Wuyang took after going downstairs.
"Could he be going to the latrine?"
Su Que's eyes lit up, and he looked again at Fan Wuyang's room.
"No matter what, Fan Wuyang's room is empty now. Once I get the Wedding Dress Divine Skill manual, I can leave without a trace!"
With that thought, Su Que opened his door and quietly strolled toward Fan Wuyang's room.
When he reached the door, he saw that Fan Wuyang's room was secured with a bronze lock.
But that could not stump him.
The force of the Seven Injuries Fist was exceptionally adept at destroying the insides of objects.
At once, he held the bronze lock in his left hand and smashed down on it with his right fist.
A faint cracking sound rang out. The outside of the bronze lock remained intact, but its insides had shattered into several pieces.
With a click, Su Que pulled off the lock, pushed the door open just wide enough for one person to enter, and swiftly slipped inside.
His liver was strong, so his vision was clear. Even in darkness, he could see.
After quickly closing the door, he searched every corner of the room at lightning speed.
Fan Wuyang had few belongings, and the room was not large. It did not take Su Que long to search everywhere.
There was no Wedding Dress Divine Skill manual at all.
"Could that bastard Fan Wuyang really bring a manual with him to the privy for entertainment?"
Su Que frowned, left the room, pulled the door shut, loosely fastened the bronze lock again, and headed toward the latrine in the inn's rear courtyard.
From upstairs in the inn, the latrine could be seen from afar.
Two White Lotus Disciples stood guard outside it.
"The night is deep and all is silent—this is the perfect time to strike!"
Su Que kicked off the railing, grabbed the inn's eaves with both hands, and instantly leaped onto the roof.
Then he silently made his way toward the latrine.
Once he reached the backs of the two White Lotus Disciples guarding the latrine, he leaped down from high above.
Just as he neared their heads, he struck two punches at the crowns of their heads.
Two dull thuds sounded, and the Seven Injuries Fist force instantly churned their brains into mush.
Su Que quickly grabbed their clothes and lowered them gently to the ground.
"A Wu, A Gou?"
Su Que had never practiced any lightness skill. When he leaped down from above, Fan Wuyang still heard the wind whistle.
Those two dull impacts made Fan Wuyang even more alert.
Thus, Fan Wuyang called out to his two subordinates.
When no one answered, Fan Wuyang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stood to pull up his trousers.
But at that moment, he suddenly saw the wooden boards of the latrine splinter inch by inch.
A long-haired man wearing a Monkey Mask appeared outside the latrine.
Through the two eyeholes of the Monkey Mask, Su Que's gaze fixed on the Wedding Dress Divine Skill in Fan Wuyang's left hand.
"So this guy really brought a manual to the privy for amusement!"
The thought flashed through Su Que's mind as his fist was already raised. Seven Injuries Fist force surged through his arm as he blasted toward Fan Wuyang.
Fan Wuyang was also an old hand who had weathered countless battles. Though he had not fully pulled up his trousers, he still hurriedly gathered his Heart Intent and unleashed the Yin Wind Claw.
His right hand curled into a claw, yin wind rising from it as it clawed toward Su Que's fist.
Bang!
Fist and claw collided!
The force of Su Que's Seven Injuries Fist erupted, destroying the flesh and bones of Fan Wuyang's right hand.
Fan Wuyang's right hand instantly became a twisted heap of flesh and blood, unable to block Su Que's Seven Injuries Fist in the slightest.
The next instant, Su Que's Seven Injuries Fist landed squarely on Fan Wuyang's face!
A muffled pfft sounded from Fan Wuyang's skull.
Not only were Fan Wuyang's facial bones shattered, everything inside his skull was also ground to pieces by the Seven Injuries Fist force.
Fan Wuyang lost all life, and his body sagged downward.
His left hand loosened, and the Wedding Dress Divine Skill manual fell.
Su Que hurriedly swept out his hand and caught the Wedding Dress Divine Skill manual firmly just before it fell into the latrine pit.
Then, at incredible speed, he searched Fan Wuyang's corpse.
He found a folded page of yellowed paper and a money pouch whose contents he could not determine.
Immediately afterward, he darted out of the latrine and swiftly frisked the two White Lotus Disciples outside.
He found two money pouches.
After finishing all this, his body flashed toward the wall, and his entire figure vanished into the shadows.
Then, using the cover of the shadows and the wall, he quietly returned to his room.
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