Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared
Chapter 926: Apprenticing and Learning the Art

Chapter 926: Chapter 926: Apprenticing and Learning the Art

"How do you feel, kid? Now you realize the gap between us, I advise you to give up on dreaming about the throne of the Martial Arts leader." Having said that, the man stomped on Gu Fan, and with self-satisfaction, he added, "You, the likes of which only deserve to be the stepping stones for people like us on the path to the Martial Arts leader."

Gu Fan didn’t make a sound, firstly because his entire body was in extreme pain and very uncomfortable, and secondly, since he lost, he lost. Victor is king, loser is the bandit; he had nothing to say, but he felt indignant in his heart.

Just as that person was about to further humiliate Gu Fan, Mo Yun spoke up, "Alright, that’s enough, all you want is the treasure of the Devil Cult, right? Then follow me."

"Good, lead the way and no tricks." The man kicked Gu Fan over to Mo Yun’s side, completely disregarding him.

Mo Yun helped Gu Fan up and then took the lead, ushering everyone towards the storage room.

Gu Fan walked a little slowly; after all, he had taken quite a heavy punch and was still in severe pain. He couldn’t help asking, "It seems that these people are not from any highborn groups."

In response, Mo Yun nodded, "That’s right, they are very likely a group of bandits who usually rob homes and heist, but..." While Mo Yun was speaking, she glanced back as if she was guarding against something?

"If that’s the case, then it’s easier to deal with." Gu Fan smiled faintly, a plan forming in his mind.

After a walk, everyone finally reached the storage room. Under threat and prompting, Mo Yun opened the storage room, and immediately, many people couldn’t wait to rush inside.

This storage room contained the wealth accumulated through the efforts of several generations of the Devil Cult, with boxes and boxes of gold, silver, and jewels lying there, even scattered on the floor, a fortune that an ordinary person could never spend in several lifetimes.

"My God, so many treasures." Those people cheered excitedly, ecstatically stuffing gold, silver, and jewels into the bags they had prepared in advance.

Some people who were left to guard outside couldn’t bear it when they saw this scene, but before entering the storage room, they demanded that Mo Yun and Gu Fan go inside as well, fearing that they would play tricks while outside.

"Okay, let’s go in." Mo Yun and Gu Fan entered the storage room, but Mo Yun never looked at the gold and jewels as if, in her eyes, these things were worthless.

Gu Fan watched these people’s greedy actions, filling bag after bag, and if the bags weren’t enough, they forcibly lifted the boxes to carry away. They didn’t even overlook a gem in the corner, taking away everything they could carry.

Extreme greed inevitably leads to conflicts over interests. One person scooped up many gold and silver jewels in his arms, which annoyed the person next to him, because he had eyed them first. A dispute naturally occurred when he came forward to claim them, and then they came to blows.

Another group arrived in larger numbers and were better prepared, so they took more, which upset another group. Taking advantage of their opponents’ unpreparedness, they struck from behind.

The scene turned chaotic, with several groups fighting each other; in an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, screams were unceasing, blood splattered on their bodies, as well as on the gold, silver, and jewels.

The Devil Cult had caused untold slaughter to amass this wealth; now, these people wanted to take the riches, which meant blood would have to flow yet again.

Gu Fan couldn’t help but sigh, reflecting on how true it was that people die for riches, as birds die in pursuit of food.

"Alright, let’s not dwell on this any longer, we should hurry and leave this place." Having said that, Mo Yun pushed Gu Fan towards the corner of the wall, which puzzled him—weren’t they supposed to head for the door to leave?

Mo Yun must have had her reasons for doing so. She touched a switch on the wall, and a secret door opened. She rushed in, and, without a second word, Gu Fan followed suit.

As soon as the secret door closed, Mo Yun activated a mechanism. The sounds of objects whooshing through the air and a chorus of agonized screams echoed through the warehouse.

The chilling scene shook Gu Fan to the core, and he could faintly hear cries of "Run!", "We’ve been tricked!", among others.

"It seems that by activating this mechanism, the warehouse is sealed off, and all those people will die to its traps," Gu Fan said, looking earnestly at Mo Yun, who appeared indifferent. "Firstly, you should feel lucky that I still need you; otherwise, your fate wouldn’t be much different from those outside," she said.

Gu Fan nodded, "Thank you for holding me in such high regard, letting me know that knowing a foreign language can sometimes save one’s life."

After some time had passed, Mo Yun reopened the secret door, and they stepped out to find the warehouse littered with corpses. Some were pierced with many arrows, while others bore expressions of unresolved anger even in death.

Even the First-rate Expert, who had once beaten Gu Fan severely, had fallen here. Aside from arrows, he had several sword wounds, seemingly from fighting others.

"This is truly dangerous. How could your Devil Cult set up such lethal traps in this place?" Gu Fan feigned righteousness in his condemnation, but Mo Yun remained unaffected and retorted, "I’m not the one who harmed them. Their own greed led them down this path of no return. Even if I hadn’t lifted a finger, how many would have survived their mutual slaughter?"

"You do seem to have a point," Gu Fan agreed, casting his gaze around him. He suddenly noticed something unusual among the gold and jewels—it didn’t look like any ordinary treasure. Driven by curiosity, Gu Fan walked over to take a closer look and picked up an item, discovering it to be a book.

"What is this!" Mo Yun quickly snatched the book from Gu Fan’s hands, and upon closer inspection, her eyes lit up with immense joy. This was a secret script of Martial Arts of the Devil Cult, which the Devil Incarnate had hidden so well.

"Kid, it looks like you might actually be of some use to me." Mo Yun was overjoyed at having obtained the secret script of Martial Arts, even thinking that she might now be able to master the Peerless Martial Arts and unite the Martial Arts world.

Watching Mo Yun treasure the secret script of Martial Arts, Gu Fan wondered if the ancient Martial Arts were really that powerful and whether following the secret script could make someone a formidable expert. What if he learned some himself? Even if his time was limited, a little knowledge would be better than none.

Seeing Mo Yun’s elated demeanor, Gu Fan pondered carefully and then made a request, "Beauty, seeing as I’ve helped you a great deal by finding the secret script of Martial Arts, could you repay me by teaching me some Martial Arts? I want to be able to defend myself, as I don’t wish to be beaten down easily again. I want to become stronger."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yun regarded Gu Fan with a peculiar look, sizing him up thoroughly as though trying to peer into the depths of his soul, wondering what his true motives were and whether he was worthy for her, Mo Yun, to impart the Martial Arts of the Devil Cult.