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From the moment the yellow-clothed woman appeared to the time she disappeared into the horizon, a streak of neon light streaked across the sky, leaving behind only a faint fragrance. It seemed to carry an incomparable bitterness as it disappeared.

Young Master Han raised his head and looked in the direction that Old Lord Xuanming and the yellow-clothed woman had disappeared in. He sighed lightly, a trace of helplessness showing on his handsome face before his gaze finally landed on Auntie Mu's body.

Auntie Mu looked depressed, her hand hidden in her sleeve.

"You're called Young Master Han?" Auntie Mu asked.

"Yes!" Young Master Han nodded.

Aunt Mu slowly reached out to take it back. In his hand, she saw that he was tightly holding an old and dilapidated file,《 The Legacy of Earth and Wood》. At this moment, Aunt Mu's hands seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Isn't it too much for me to call you Martial Nephew?"

Auntie Mu sighed and said faintly, "My Aunt Mu boasted that she was a direct disciple of the Mo Sect and had spent thirty years of her life researching the secrets of the《 Legacy of Earth and Wood》. She thought that she had already reached the pinnacle of perfection, but after this one time, she realized that she was only a person who had observed the heavens for the past thirty years!"

As Auntie Mu spoke, she slowly turned around, her eyes dim.

Young Master Han and Auntie Mu were separated by a few steps. They could already feel that this generation's female eccentric warrior was currently bald and crippled, as if all their efforts over the past thirty years had turned into nothing.

Aunty Mu was originally a stubborn person, but after suffering such a setback, she immediately became dispirited and dispirited.

"Senior Mu, actually, you don't have to be discouraged. If it's just based on the mechanism technique, you're the number one martial artist in this world." Young Master Han said respectfully.

After Aunty Mu heard this, she turned around and smiled, "That's right. If it was only the Earth Wood Technique, then my Auntie Mu is willing to admit to being number two, and no one in this world would dare to admit to being number one. However, our ancestor's ultimate art is as vast as the ocean, and he wants to pass on the ultimate art of the Mo Sect.

It has to be said that when Mo Zong was at his peak, he was known as the "Confucian monk" when he was on par with the Confucian scholar. He was once famous for hundreds of years.

It wasn't until the end of the Qin Dynasty that the Mo Sect became destitute. In order to fight for the position of 'son', the various branches of the sect started to kill each other.

As Auntie Mu spoke, she smiled coldly and flung out her left hand, sending the "Legacy of Earth and Wood" flying towards Young Master Han.

Young Master Han was startled as he held out his hand.

"Since you are part of the Mo Sect and are far more talented than me, I have passed on this《 Legacy of Earth Wood》 to you. I hope that before the Heaven Martial Great Assembly, you will be able to study and master this sect's profound arts. Together with the other branches, you will revitalize the Mo Sect …"

Auntie Mu tossed out the remnant volume of《 Earth Wood Legacy》. After which, her silhouette flickered as she swiftly flew towards another cliff, before disappearing into the distance.

Young Master Han let out a sigh and could only keep the "Legacy of Earth and Wood" book in his bosom. Suddenly, he thought of Xiao Ya and could not help but be too anxious. He hastily rushed in the direction where Xiao Ya was hiding.

One must know that although Xiao Ya's sleeping acupoints had been heavily tapped by Young Master Han, she would not wake up within four hours. If she stayed awake for too long, she would naturally wake up.

Once Xiao Ya woke up and found herself locked in a crack in the stone, she would scream out loud. This way, if the people from the Mo Sect heard this, it would be dangerous.

When his thoughts traveled to this point, Young Master Han could only leap forward and shoot towards where Xiao Ya was hiding, floating down like a lonely beam.

It was at this moment that a burst of clashing sounds of swords and sabers rang out, causing the deep valley to buzz.

Young Master Han was greatly shocked. It was already morning, why was there a fight here? Could something have happened to Xiao Ya?

Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly saw dozens of silhouettes flying towards a hill. They soon surrounded the hill tightly.

"Not good, it's the Yin-Yang Camp!" Young Master Han couldn't help but be astounded.

Although these men wore wolf tooth masks and black armor, their eyes were like that of tigers and leopards as they stared at a spot on the hill with greed and bloodlust.

Moreover, what caused Young Master Han to be even more shocked was that the area where the Yin-Yang Battalion assassins were besieging was where Xiao Ya was hiding. Could it be that these people had really discovered her?

As he thought of this, Young Master Han hastily dashed forward. His Qing Gong had already entered the advanced stage and was just like an arc of light that was being released.

Those assassins from the Zhen Yi camp were gathering towards a slope when they suddenly heard a sound coming from the sky. They immediately backed out in surprise.

At this moment, Young Master Han discovered that behind the slope was a young man in white.

The youth in white had a jade-like face and looked to be about twenty years old. His bright eyes made him look even more handsome.

However, at this time, this young man was being besieged by the assassins from the Yin-Yang Camp. He had no way to fight back. However, this young man had a long sword protecting his entire body, which made his body impenetrable.

When the white-clothed youth saw Young Master Han rush over, he was also stunned for a moment and subconsciously took a step back.

"Who are you?" Before Young Master Han could speak, the white-clothed youth's sword-like eyebrows arched as he asked the first question.

Young master Han lightly landed on the slope, but didn't say anything as he turned to walk behind the rock. He reached out a hand and actually pulled away a rock.

At that moment, everyone saw a small cave behind the rock. What was more shocking was that there was a little girl sleeping behind the cave.

Ah!

Everyone was shocked. They all took a step back and looked at each other.

Young Master Han chuckled and heaved a sigh of relief. It turned out that although Xiao Ya had been struck by him, she would wake up within one to two hours according to the average martial artist.

However, Xiao Ya's kung fu was low, and she had followed Elder Xiao to avoid being hunted down by the Zhenge Sect. Thus, she had to travel a long distance just to sleep and still be awake at dawn.

Young Master Han nodded. He bent down and suddenly patted Xiao Ya's body twice. Xiao Ya instantly opened her eyes and, after clearly seeing the person in front of her, suddenly jumped up.

"Big brother, where's my grandfather?"

Xiao Ya jumped up, but her consciousness still wasn't able to react. When she grabbed Young Master Han's arm, she remembered that Elder Xiao had already died in the temple door.

When he thought of this, his two canines pulled back as tears flowed from his eyes. He hid himself in Young Master Han's chest as he cried. His voice was tender and mournful, as if he was someone who could empathize with others.

Young Master Han gently embraced Xiao Ya and whispered, "Xiao Ya, your grandfather has left. Follow your big brother!"

However, at this time, a sneer was heard. A leader of the Fusion Camp suddenly swept over from the side and landed on a rock. His gaze was cold.

"You want to leave? Everyone here must die today? "

The black cloak of the leader of the Zhen Yi camp fluttered in the wind. Under the cloak, there were a pair of eyes like a vulture's, and they were like a pair of bloodthirsty eyes that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Hehe!" Young Master Han laughed coldly and didn't speak.

The young man in white suddenly stepped forward and shouted in a loud voice: "You traitors, if you want to kill me, kill me. These two have nothing to do with me, do not involve anyone else!"

Although the white-clothed youth's voice wasn't loud, his eyes were incomparably imposing.

The leader sneered and said, "Young Master, if you don't die, then we are the only ones who will die." But, who didn't love their lives? So, you can only die, please forgive this subordinate for offending you! "

Young Master Han didn't want to be nosy at the moment, so he picked up Xiao Ya and left.

However, just as Young Master Han took two steps forward, two black shadows suddenly flew into the air and slashed at his throat.

This was a killer's fatal blow, which meant that this strike was meant to kill Young Master Han and Xiao Ya.

Young Master Han snorted. He didn't even raise his eyes as he held Xiao Ya's hand with one hand. His right index finger and middle finger lightly clamped onto one of the short sabers.

"Clang!"

The sound of an iron weapon breaking was heard as a scimitar fell onto the rock, letting out a crisp sound.

Everyone was shocked by this. It turned out that Young Master Han had broken a scimitar that had come piercing his way at this crucial moment with two fingers, and had used it as a hidden weapon to knock down one of them.

This speed was simply unimaginable. Everyone was dumbstruck as they looked at each other.

Even the eyes of the leader of the Zhen Yi camp sunk. A strange evil smile had already stiffened on his wrinkled face.

"Whoever dares to stop me, die!" Young Master Han sneered and pulled Xiao Ya forward.

"Wrong! Who dares to stand in our way?! Die!"

At this moment, the youth in white suddenly took a stride forward and smiled at Young Master Han. "Little brother, I've heard a lot about you!"

"Hmm?" Young Master Han halted his steps and turned to look at the youth in white. "Do you know me?"

The youth in white laughed and said to Young Master Han, "Although I've never seen you before, I've met Martial Uncle this time. He said that on this trip to the southern territory, I've met a talented youth in martial arts. He must be you!"

When Young Master Han heard this, he frowned and asked in a low voice, "May I ask who your uncle-master is …"

The youth in white laughed heartily as he made some guesses in his heart. He cupped his hands towards Young Master Han and said, "Martial Uncle is Master Scholar Han!"

Young Master Han was an extremely intelligent person and nodded his head upon hearing this. Although he couldn't figure out the identity of the youth in front of him, this person must be from the Confucian Sect since he called Disciple Master Jiu as his senior.

But why would the people from the Zhen Xing want to kill people from the Confucian Sect?

Just as the white-clothed youth finished his words, the leader of the Zhen Yi camp sneered and shouted: "Brothers, do you know what to do? Kill! "

The moment the word "kill" came out, the surrounding assassins of the Yin-Yang Camp immediately flew towards the white-clothed youth and Young Master Han. This time, these men of the Yin-Yang Camp had actually rushed towards them without a care for their own safety.

The blade shadows around him flashed with a cold light, forming a net of blades.

The youth in white had long since been slashed several times, but now he giggled and suddenly dodged to the left of Young Master Han, wanting to be under his protection.