A middle-aged man wearing white clothes, with a bushy beard on his lips, swaggered into the Library Pavilion with sixteen people.
"That's Fan Wuyang of the White Lotus Sect!"
From the third floor where Su Que was standing, a martial artist looked down and said to his companion:
"I heard that this Fan Wuyang is a Three Blood Martial Artist, and his ultimate skill 'Yin Wind Claw' is quite formidable!"
"I wonder what the White Lotus Sect is here for," Su Que thought to himself as he too looked down at the first floor.
"Take all these books away for me!"
Fan Wuyang shouted, and the sixteen men behind him immediately took out cloths from their backpacks, spread them on the ground, and began to move the books from the shelves onto the cloths.
Fan Wuyang had coveted the Lu Family Manor's martial arts manuals for a long time; however, previously, when Lu Jutian had not yet dispersed his skill, Fan Wuyang was not confident enough to win, so he did not come.
Now that he was sure Lu Jutian had dispersed his skill, he came aggressively with his men to seize the martial arts manuals.
"White Lotus Sect, don't push your luck!"
A person wearing a leopard mask pinched his voice and cried sharply.
He did not want to reveal his face or voice to the White Lotus Sect.
"Yes, White Lotus Sect, don't push your luck!"
Other masked martial artists chimed in against the White Lotus Sect.
This group of demons from the White Lotus Sect actually dared to obstruct them from reading the martial arts manuals.
They didn't believe that just over a dozen people from the White Lotus Sect could defeat a hundred-odd martial artists.
"Noisy!"
Fan Wuyang, seeing someone confront him, shot a sharp gleam from his phoenix eyes.
He bent his fingers into claws and reached out to grab the first person who challenged him.
His knuckles were white, and a faint chill rose from his claws as he struck.
The first martial artist to confront Fan Wuyang, seeing him attack, began to retreat while raising a fist to hit Fan Wuyang's claw.
Soon, Fan Wuyang's claw collided with the martial artist's fist.
The martial artist immediately felt his fist go cold and numb, as if a thousand tiny ice blades were piercing his skin.
Just as this martial artist's fist was about to be crippled by Fan Wuyang, suddenly the sound of wind arose!
More martial artists sprang into action, two striking with fists, two with palms, and three with kicks, all attacking Fan Wuyang together.
Not wanting to be injured, Fan Wuyang had to give up on the first martial artist and dodge the incoming attacks.
Most martial artists are fond of fighting, and seeing others attack the White Lotus Sect, they too launched an assault.
The sixteen other White Lotus Sect Members who came with Fan Wuyang were also forced to fight back.
Though Fan Wuyang was a Three Blood Martial Artist and knew the 'Yin Wind Claw', making him the strongest present,
he could not withstand a crowd; dozens of martial artists of various skills surrounded him, making it difficult for him to fend them off.
Moreover, with over a hundred people in this Library Pavilion, if they killed the disciples Fan Wuyang brought and then surrounded him, he feared he might not escape the Library Pavilion today.
Swipe!
Fan Wuyang suddenly slashed down with a claw, and with a tearing sound, not only was a large portion of the martial artist's clothing ripped away, but a chunk of flesh was also torn from his chest, instantly covered in blood.
The flesh around the wound turned a strange bluish-gray.
Blocking a kick with his elbow, Fan Wuyang took a step back and called out loudly:
"Everyone, stop. I was just joking. I don't intend to disturb your reading of the manuals."
Seeing Fan Wuyang slightly retreat, hearing his words, and looking at the injured martial artist,
everyone stopped fighting.
Since the White Lotus Sect did not intend to disturb them, they also did not want to fight the White Lotus Sect.
Though they could definitely kill Fan Wuyang by surrounding him,
some among them would surely be dragged down with him.
And nobody wanted to be that person.
However, the White Lotus Sect was notorious for its bad reputation.
Even though Fan Wuyang said so, many still didn't trust him, remaining wary to prevent deceit.
Fan Wuyang placed his hands behind his back, ignoring the others, and quietly instructed the sixteen people with him.
Then the sixteen nodded together and went towards the various bookshelves, seemingly searching for something.
About half an hour later, the sixteen had searched through all the bookshelves.
Then they went to Fan Wuyang and spoke in low voices.
"Summon your master!"
After hearing the words from the sixteen, Fan Wuyang called to the servant standing by in the Library Pavilion.
The servant, not daring to disobey, ran out.
Soon after, outside the Library Pavilion, Lu Jianghai, the eldest son of Lu Jutian, arrived.
Although Lu Jianghai inherited his father's power, he felt he could contend with Fan Wuyang.
If Fan Wuyang were alone, he would not be afraid.
He feared that killing Fan Wuyang might provoke White Lotus Sect's retaliation.
Thus, he acted courteously, not daring to offend Fan Wuyang.
"Your Library Pavilion doesn't have your family's 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill'?" Fan Wuyang asked.
Su Que and the other martial artists suddenly realized that Fan Wuyang was looking for the 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill'.
Although martial artists currently looked down on the 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill',
Fan Wuyang himself did not intend to practice the 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill'.
However, some low-level sect members or fanatics would practice such a technique to increase their strength by sacrificing themselves.
The White Lotus Sect had taken the 'Seven Injuries Fist Manual', thus training a large number of low-level combat forces.
With the 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill', the overall combat strength of the White Lotus Sect would further rise.
Hearing that the White Lotus Sect wanted the 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill', Lu Jianghai was momentarily stunned.
After all, the 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill' was the Lu Family's ancestral skill, and they had grown attached to this inner strength.
Giving it away just like that was something they were reluctant to do.
However, with the White Lotus Sect's increasing brazenness,
if they didn't give it away, Fan Wuyang might call upon White Lotus sect members from elsewhere to wipe out the Lu Family Manor entirely.
"Enough, from now on, the Lu Family Manor shall relocate from Tenglong Town and live in seclusion elsewhere!"
Lu Jianghai made up his mind and sighed:
"Alright, Hall Master Fan, please wait a moment. I will fetch the 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill'."
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lu Jianghai returned.
In his hand, he carried a martial arts secret manual.
Even from the third floor, Su Que, with his sharp eyes, could see the four characters 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill' on the cover of the manual.
Then he watched as Lu Jianghai handed the manual to Fan Wuyang.
Fan Wuyang flipped through it and, roughly confirming its authenticity, stuffed it into his clothes.
He then put his hands behind his back, searching through the bookshelves for a martial arts manual suitable for himself.
His acquisition of the 'Marriage Robe Divine Skill' was only one of his purposes in coming here.
The other purpose, like many martial artists,
was to find a martial arts manual suitable for his cultivation in the Library Pavilion.
Unbeknownst to Fan Wuyang, who was pacing with his hands behind his back, he had already become a target in someone's mind.