Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 497 I'll grant your wish (23)

Xiong Bufan stood there, curled his lip, and mercilessly complained, "So fragile, it can't withstand any hardship."

If Wang Hui were still awake, she would definitely jump up and curse Xiong Bufan for being inhuman, ruthless, and without compassion.

Unfortunately, they can only remain in the same place now, their fate unknown.

This is the female lead, and Heaven forbids killing her, so Xiong Bufan crushed Cui Guohong's head with one foot.

At this point, the female protagonist's harem was completely wiped out.

Xiong Bufan carried two horses and ran towards Moshan Gate. These were food items; although they were not very tasty, they were still edible.

Mo Feng and Mo Qiong practiced their swordsmanship diligently in the courtyard, preparing to shine at the next martial arts tournament.

In their view, it wouldn't take fifteen years at all; seven years would be enough.

However, since the leader of the martial arts alliance made such an arrangement, he must have his reasons.

Without Wang Hui causing trouble, Xiong Bufan's life would be much better.

There is an endless supply of food and new things to eat every day, and every year disciples sign up and pay tuition.

Xiong Bufan's wish to open a private school has come true; she is now Principal Xiong.

Mo Qiong and Mo Feng initially followed Xiong Bufan to practice martial arts, but they fell further and further behind and had to learn by reading the manuals on their own, little by little.

However, the matter of the secret manual remained a hurdle in Mo Feng's mind.

He was curious about what was in the book, so he kept a copy for himself. But no matter how he tried, he couldn't get the words to appear; it was all blank.

As he grew older, Mo Feng's curiosity grew stronger.

Moreover, he believed that he had already mastered the Mo Family Knife Technique and could now learn other secret manuals.

Under Xiong Bufan's tutelage, Mo Qiong grew into a graceful young woman, but she was exceptionally ruthless. Several suitors were beaten so badly they ran away in terror.

Mo Feng bowed respectfully to Mo Qiong, "Senior Sister."

"Junior brother."

Mo Qiong's martial arts skills were superior to his, so she might have more information. "Senior Sister, do you have any information about secret manuals?"

"Junior brother, we both know the dangers that this secret manual can bring."

Mo Feng became a little anxious upon hearing this, "Senior Sister, I'm doing this for the good of the sect."

He felt contempt for Mo Qiong; she was afraid he would learn from her and surpass her, which was why she had kept it a secret from him.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the Mo Shan Sect only has two direct disciples.

Mo Qiong remained unmoved. The older her junior brother got, the more he thought about things, and now he was even eyeing the secret manual.

They were almost wiped out because of the secret manual, and this person still doesn't learn his lesson.

Mo Qiong said coldly, "Go ask your master. I've never seen the manual."

"Yes, senior sister."

Mo Feng clenched his fists, knowing that he would one day surpass Mo Qiong and become the number one in the Mo Shan Sect.

Xiong Bufan practiced his sword under the tree, dressed in white, looking like a war profiteer descended from heaven.

Mo Feng hesitated for a long time before stepping forward and saying, "Disciple greets Master."

Xiong Bufan sheathed his sword. "What do you want from me?" He was now using the sword more and more skillfully and wouldn't accidentally hurt anyone.

Mo Feng: "This disciple wishes to inquire about the secret manual?"

Xiong Bufan remembered that this person had obtained a copy, and asked in confusion, "Didn't you have a copy? Don't tell me you can't see anything."

After saying that, he shook his head regretfully.

Mo Feng was surprised that Xiong Bufan had guessed correctly so quickly. "Master, how did you know?"

"Your talent and martial arts skills are too low, which is why you can see it."

Only those with high martial arts skills and exceptional talent can see the words on the book.

Mo Feng fell into self-doubt, "Master, can Senior Sister see it?"

Xiong Bufan shook his head regretfully again, "She's no good either. Her talent is too low, and her martial arts skills aren't high either. You're even worse."

Mo Feng stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning. No wonder he couldn't see the words; that explained it all.

Xiong Bufan sighed as he walked, as if he was utterly disappointed.

Kongkong: "Bufan, what kind of person is considered to have high martial arts skills?"

Xiong Bufan pretended to ponder and said, "At least you have to defeat me."

Thinking that Xiong Bufan was the ceiling of combat power in the small world, Kongkong whispered, "Then no one can see the secret manual."

"Extraordinary! Is the secret manual real?"

"Of course it's true, but," Xiong Bufan deliberately kept it a secret.

"Just what?"

"However, only clever bears can see it."

Kongkong scratched at its ear with its paw. Why did that sound so familiar? It sounded like a line from a fairy tale.

When they were in the fairy tale world, they seemed to have beaten up those two liars.

Xiong Bufan is truly a bear who applies what he learns. He can't learn academic subjects, but he's incredibly gifted at these random, miscellaneous things.

The manual was still blank; Xiong Bufan had simply added a decoy for them.

Xiong Bufan is the nemesis of martial arts practitioners. Who would have thought that he would sell blank martial arts manuals and even come up with a high-sounding reason?

Everyone seems smarter than Xiong Bufan, but they can still be fooled by him.

Mo Feng was not alone in his doubts. Some dared not approach him, while others tried various methods to make the characters on the manual appear.

Finally, words appeared on the manual, only that sentence: "Those with low martial arts skills and talent are not worthy to read this manual."

This dealt a heavy blow to the martial arts community, causing them to stop causing trouble and focus on practicing martial arts in their respective sects.

After being defeated by Xiong Bufan, Mo Feng practiced martial arts like a madman. Now he has a higher goal, which is to understand the words on the manual.

Mo Qiong appeared behind him without him noticing. "Junior brother, what did Master say to you?"

"If you're curious, senior sister, go ask her yourself. There's no need to ask me."

Mo Qiong rolled her eyes. If she could just ask him, she wouldn't have come looking for him.

Mo Feng ignored Mo Qiong and continued practicing martial arts.

Xiong Bufan squatted on the wall watching the commotion. It seemed that the little ones she raised didn't get along well. For example, these two were having a fight now.

Mo Qiong saw Xiong Bufan and respectfully bowed, "Master."

"Okay, go practice your martial arts."

"Yes, Master."

Xiong Bufan remained seated on the wall. To be honest, she missed Wang Hui a little.

Because wherever she is, there is fun to watch and money to spend, so it's never boring.

It's only been seven years since the last martial arts tournament; it's not yet time for the two brats to have a duel.

Kongkong: "Bufan, are you going out to find the original owner's parents?"

"I'm not going. If they're not dead, they'll grow legs and come back on their own."

"If they die, I'll go collect their bodies."

What kind of good person would abandon their young daughter and their sect members?

Xiong Bufan was not the original owner of this body, and therefore had no feelings of filial piety towards them.

Kongkong: "Okay, extraordinary."

But if we find them, we must spare their lives; the original owner didn't want us to kill them.

"it is good."