I love you little sister

  Zi Lan, who was pouring tea for Master Wang Peng, did not expect him to pounce on her, scaring her so much that the teapot and everything in her hands fell to the ground. Her two hands were tightly grasped by the other party, a pair of lecherous eyes staring at Zi Lan's beautiful face, saying: "Little sister, you look great tonight, I love you, little sister!"

  "Ah, Big Brother Master, what are you doing? Let me go quickly!" Zilan said, her two hands constantly struggling.

  A female cultivator, how could her power compare to that of Master Wang Peng? Unexpectedly, the opponent suddenly hugged her weak and small body. Ignoring Zi Lan's sharp cries, the pig mouth with a full mouth of wine breath constantly kissed Zi Lan, who was frightened and at a loss, constantly dodging and shouting for help while avoiding his smelly pig mouth.

  Soon, Zilan found that her former master who had been taking care of her and caring for her was no longer moving. His hands slowly let go of her small body and turned back slowly. Looking at Lu Bei and Lu Yu who appeared in the little sister's room, pointing at them wanting to say something, the dagger inserted into his back was pushed with force again and then pulled out and inserted again.

  "You beast, I'll kill you! Ah, little sister, are you okay?" Lu Bei cursed as he stabbed several swords into the back of Da Shixiong, then spoke with a concerned tone to the frightened little sister.

  Unexpectedly, the little junior sister who had been startled, rushed towards him, with both hands embracing this second senior brother who usually cared for and protected her, and burst into tears. And this second senior brother, who was behind the scenes, did not take advantage of her at this time, but only patted her back to indicate that everything was alright.

  It was just a moment, Zilan released the second master brother, looking at the big master brother who was still alive just now, and now became a corpse lying in the blood pool, with a small sword still inserted behind his back. A look of death without regret, it's really pitiful, earlier drinking wine unknowingly being poisoned by the two of them with aphrodisiac and a small amount of dispersing internal energy powder.

  "Hmph, I was just admiring you earlier, but it turns out you're a beast worse than an animal. You haven't even taken the position of sect leader yet, and you dare to take advantage of your drunken state to come here and molest Little Sister. You deserve to die!" Lü Yue kicked him a few times and scolded.

  "...Zi Lan didn't know what to say, if it wasn't for those two appearing just now, the consequences would be unthinkable."

  The master died, and the position of the sect leader will naturally fall into the hands of the second master. As for Zi Lan, if she doesn't belong to Lu Bei, then she belongs to Lu Yu. Because the two of them have already agreed, after the event, they will each take one thing, on the surface it seems like this is what they say, but in their hearts, they still want to monopolize everything. Wealth and beauty, these are the eternal loves of men, if there's wealth but no beautiful women, life has no meaning at all.

  This night, for Zilan, was another sleepless night, but for someone else, he slept very sweetly after Master Wang Peng's death. His plan had reached its final step, and all that remained was to contact the Tianying Sect, then his next goal would naturally be achieved.

  The topic turned back to Tang Yan, these few days of training were not in vain. In a short period of time, he had already broken through the three-star Dou Shi. His hand-held Blowing Snow could swing dozens of times in one breath, and it was still smooth. You can say that Tang Yan is creating his own moves because every day he swings Blowing Snow back and forth, his mind produces several moves, and after precise calculations, he creates a move. One move, thirty-two styles, flowing like clouds and water, unfortunately, Blowing Snow is too heavy, using it once seems to drain half of Tang Yan's Dou Qi.

  Facing Tang Yan's self-performance of this move, the old man also felt that he really had a half-genius component. Originally, he was going to let Tang Yan experience the feeling of blowing snow and then pass on a set of knife swordsmanship to him. However, seeing that he can now perform his own moves but his strength is too weak, this matter can only be put off for now.

  Of course, the moves that Tang Yan claimed to have created himself were not even worth looking at, but he didn't want to crush his confidence. After all, being able to create one's own moves was a good thing, and with Tang Yan's strength combined with Fengxue's weight, any martial artist below the level of a grandmaster would be either dead or injured if they were hit once. So, he didn't want to crush Tang Yan's confidence, and instead planned to teach him the knife techniques from the Dragon Seal when the time was right.

  Think about it, if he says that Tang Yan's self-created moves are just children playing house games, I believe Tang Yan really doesn't want to work hard on this boring blowing snow anymore.

  "Here's a book on herbal medicine and a spatial ring, get familiar with them first." Tang Yan's hand flashed with white light, and a black ring and a yellowed book were thrown to the ground.

  "Great!" Tang Yan had always wanted a space of his own to call home.

  "Practice well!" said the old man.

  Wearing it on his hand, Tang Yan began to follow the old man's guidance, using his spiritual power to connect with the spiritual imprint inside, and thus Tang Yan finally had a thirty-meter space ring. As for this book with paintings of plants and texts, Tang Yan glanced at it a few times before tossing it into the space, then taking it out again, throwing it back in, and finally sitting on the stone to study it seriously.

  "I said this thing, how come there's no record of it in the earth's Chinese medicine?" Tang Yan looked at it for half a day and found that it recorded things he had never heard of before, such as Blood Spirit Leaf, Heavenly Wisdom Fruit, Dragon Crystal Grass...

  "Because these things are not found on earth, if you want to be an excellent alchemist, remember this well and go to the forest every day to find some medicinal materials." The old man said to Tang Yan.

  "Alright!" Tang Yan said.

  In the following days, Tang Yan was still like usual, running in the forest with Chui Xue on his back during the day, but now he had an additional task: collecting medicine. He would collect some common medicinal herbs from the forest and put them into his space, and at night, he would continue to practice his self-created swordsmanship. His days were quite fulfilling. Originally, it was difficult for him to move with Chui Xue on his back, but after half a month, he could run with Chui Xue in 10 seconds per hundred meters.

  As for how fast he was going downhill, Tang Yan had never calculated it before, because during this period of time, he really truly did everything - eating, drinking, defecating, and sleeping - with his back to the wind.

  The next day, at dawn! When the sky was still hazy, Tang Yan, who was waving his sleeves in the water, heard the faint sound of an ancient bell echoing through the mountains. The direction from which the bell came was the Fist Gate, and every time it rang, Tang Yan counted silently in his heart until it stopped after twelve rings.

  "It's the new leader's inauguration ceremony, Master Big Brother must have taken over as the leader!" Tang Yan thought to himself.

  However, Tang Yan did not stop the movement of his sword in his hand. Even if he took over as the sect leader, it would take at least a few days to get busy. What was important for Tang Yan now was to hope that within these few days, he could break through to become a four-star Dou Shi. This way, he could easily defeat several of his senior brothers and snatch back his junior sister.

  In order to be able to wield Frostbite with ease in a short amount of time, Tang Ye practiced sword techniques for six hours every night. The second half of the night was spent practicing in the water, as this was the only way to increase the weight of the sword. Yes, Frostbite already weighed two tons on its own, and now that it was being wielded in the water, its minimum weight had at least doubled. Only by doing so could Tang Ye increase the speed of his self-created sword technique, which often resulted in a single move being fatal.

  If you ask Tang Yan, is his swimming good or not? No, his swimming is not good, because he lives in a big city and can only swim in the pool in the park. But he is a diligent student, does he have so much time to swim? So, it's said that his swimming skills are just ordinary.

  But in this half month, he was different. After he could recite the Blowing Snow Scripture and run at the same time, he always carried the scripture on his back and ran back and forth along the riverbank. At first, the water only reached his calves, then it submerged his knees, and finally it submerged his waist. Initially, the speed was very slow, but after a long time, Tang Ye didn't feel anything anymore. Twenty-four hours a day, he never slept, sometimes just sitting in meditation to practice the Devouring Dragon Technique.

  Until now, he had been completely submerged in the water, holding his breath and waving his heavy snowflakes in the water. He didn't know how long he could hold his breath in the water now. Since the last time he soaked in the Bone Melting Pool, he found that his pores could breathe underwater, helping him to recover from suffocation.

  Heavy snowflakes danced in the water, creating a whirlpool with each movement. Besides this, any fish that swam past Tang Yan's side would float belly up on the surface and drift downstream. As for the small animals drinking from the riverbank, one by one their corpses fell into the water, drifting like dead fish, adding an air of mystery and death to the river.

  Fist Gate!

  From morning till night, many figures from all walks of life came, including merchants, local officials, and some powerful sects. The so-called sects that came to congratulate him were actually here to probe the strengths and weaknesses of the Fist Gate, which was their true intention, now that they knew Wang Peng and his six junior brothers had died. Many sects began to push for this annexation plan, and once they succeeded, their own power would gradually grow stronger.

  It was mentioned before that the most popular thing in this interdimensional world is to create a sect, and similarly, it's also popular to swallow up others to expand one's own power. On another hand, there are things like cooperation and alliances, but these terms only appear when both parties have roughly equal strength; otherwise, they will just swallow each other up.

  "Congratulations to Master Lu, congratulations to Master Lu!" a merchant said as he presented his gift.

  "Hehe, it's Old Qi, okay, okay, come on in and take a seat. Sorry for the poor hospitality..." Lu Bei smiled warmly at the various guests.

  "Congratulations, Master Lu!" The slightly thinner guy from the Tianying Sect smiled and congratulated Lu Beidao, while his eyes measured the girl standing not far away, greeting various guests. He looked at her crystal-like complexion, slender and elegant figure, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, thinking to himself: "Indeed, she's a beauty, hehe, soon she'll become my woman, Zhang Hanlong!"

  "Zhang Hu Fa has arrived in person, it's really giving face, come on, sit inside, little sister Shi, hurry up and greet Zhang Hu Fa!" Lu Bei said, reading the meaning from his eyes.

  What's called hospitality is nothing more than taking the gift from his hand and leading him into the inner hall to sit down. Facing this beauty, Zhang Hanlong didn't say anything excessive. He was always polite and expressed sympathy for what happened at her school. Finally, he said: "If you have any difficulties in the future, send someone to find me at Tianying Sect, I will help you!"

  "The little girl thanked Zhang Zuohuofa first!" Zi Lan said in response to his words.

  Staring at Zilan up close, Zhang Handong cursed in his heart: "Damn it, she's too beautiful. Looking at those things of hers, I really want to pinch them a few times."