Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared
Chapter 927 I Want to Defeat Someone

Chapter 927: Chapter 927 I Want to Defeat Someone

Mo Yun thought for a moment, then said, "I think your talents are acceptable, but you’re too crafty, I’ve decided to assess you further."

"Aren’t we in the same boat here, and you still want to test me?" Gu Fan was somewhat displeased, but then quickly realized this wasn’t an attitude of earnestly seeking guidance. So he changed his tone, pleading softly, "Beauty, look, now many people have designs on the Devil Cult, and by extension, on you. Here you are, a woman all alone without any help. If you teach me Martial Arts, then I can help you."

"That is quite a far-fetched reason." Mo Yun frowned slightly. Now that the Martial Arts Pope, the Devil Incarnate, and so many experts were gone, it was like the dragons had lost their heads. The Martial Arts world would definitely go through a period of chaos, and having strength was very important for self-preservation in this chaotic time.

Mo Yun then asked, "You’re so eager to learn Martial Arts, aside from the two reasons you’ve mentioned before, is there a third one? Have you always been bullied, and that’s why you want to become stronger?

Hearing this, Gu Fan immediately thought of how he had always been bullied by Su Hui because he couldn’t beat her, so he nodded, "There’s this woman who, knowing her Martial Arts skills were better than mine, has always oppressed me, lived in my house, and defaulted on the rent. She even threatened not to increase the rent—frustrating, isn’t it?"

"So once you’ve learned Martial Arts, your first thing would be to properly take back what that woman owes you." As she spoke, Mo Yun displayed a look of resistance, "I’m sorry, I cannot teach you Martial Arts because the thing I detest the most is men bullying women."

"Ah~" Gu Fan didn’t expect this type of response. He looked at Mo Yun with a bewildered expression, then sighed, "Beauty, I think you shouldn’t join the Devil Cult; you should join Shennv Xuanhui?"

Upon hearing the name Shennv Xuanhui, Mo Yun was struck with inspiration—indeed, this could be a worthwhile alliance to consider.

Gu Fan seemed to guess what Mo Yun was thinking, and then kindly reminded her, "Beauty, you must be thinking about whether to join Shennv Xuanhui. Let me tell you about the rules of Shennv Xuanhui. The rule is that no woman who joins can be touched by nasty men, and once they join, they can’t leave, or they will be hunted down even if they flee to the ends of the earth. Furthermore, the ultimate goal of Shennv Xuanhui is to overthrow this world that values men over women. If you plan to join, you should consider all these circumstances."

"What, women in Shennv Xuanhui can’t get married?" Mo Yun was a bit surprised, as if her hopes had been dashed.

Seeing Mo Yun’s expression, Gu Fan curiously asked, "Why, do you have someone you like? So you better not join Shennv Xuanhui."

Mo Yun immediately explained, "Someone I like? No such thing. It’s you who is suspicious. How do you know so many rules about Shennv Xuanhui?"

"Do I know a lot?" Gu Fan looked puzzled, wasn’t this common knowledge for people in Martial Arts?

"Ah, is this something many people know?" Mo Yun was a bit lost; she had never heard about it.

Gu Fan swiftly changed the subject, "Alright, it’s not suitable to stay here for long; we better hurry on our way." After saying that, he grabbed a bag and started filling it with gold and jewels.

Mo Yun immediately became unhappy, "Stop, those are the Devil Cult’s possessions, don’t touch them."

"What’s the problem? We still need money when we’re out and about. I’m just taking a little. Look at how stingy you are. Besides, you think I’m taking this for myself? You won’t need money on the road to the foreign territories?" Gu Fan spoke with conviction and reason, leaving Mo Yun without a rebuttal. Mo Yun even took some gold and jewels for herself.

"Alright, there’s still plenty of time," Mo Yun had instructed Gu Fan to move all the Martial Artists’ skeletons out and then bury them.

Gu Fan objected, questioning why he had to move them and why Mo Yun wasn’t lifting a finger.

The reason Mo Yun gave was quite simple. Since Gu Fan had taken the Devil Cult’s gold, silver, and jewels, he certainly had to contribute some labor, and as Mo Yun was originally from the Devil Cult, she was entitled to these treasures.

"Pfft, I bet you’re just trying to be lazy, afraid of getting dirty. Just like a woman, always so squeamish." No sooner had Gu Fan finished speaking, than a whip cracked near his feet, accompanied by an impatient remark, "Enough talk, hurry up and get on with it."

"Fine, fine, you’re the boss, I’ll listen to you," Gu Fan sighed and shook his head, rolling up his sleeves to start the grueling work. He couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Mo Yun, not because she was beautiful but because she was engrossed in a secret script of Martial Arts.

"The Martial Arts of ancient times are really impressive. If I master just one or two moves and go back, I’m sure I could beat Sister Su, or even stand up to the big boss..." Gu Fan secretly thought that no matter what, he had to learn some Peerless Martial Arts to take back with him.

"Hey! Quit slacking off." Mo Yun, noticing Gu Fan’s slow progress, urged him on, then refocused her attention on the Martial Arts secret script.

"Alright, alright, I’ll work hard," Gu Fan said, exerting himself as if his life depended on it, trying to look diligent and hardworking. Nevertheless, from time to time, he still couldn’t help but stealthily glance at Mo Yun, observing her concentrated demeanor.

In Gu Fan’s eyes, Mo Yun was already formidable, certainly more so than Su Hui. If Mo Yun were to master Peerless Martial Arts on top of that, should she happen into Gu Fan’s era, she’d likely become invincible.

Envy aside, how could he get Mo Yun to impart her Martial Arts to him? Gu Fan racked his brain but couldn’t come up with any good ideas. He had only just met Mo Yun with no foundation of trust.

Gu Fan struggled to move a Martial Artist’s bones outside, and just when he was so tired he could barely straighten his back, suddenly he noticed that the Martial Artist seemed to have something tucked inside his robes.

Driven by curiosity, Gu Fan reached in to check, and to his surprise, found another Martial Arts secret script.

"My God, I can’t even begin to describe how lucky I am." Gu Fan couldn’t wait to flip through the secret script, but after a short while, he realized he couldn’t understand any of it. What on earth was all this?

Utterly disappointed, having the secret script was of no use to him. Gu Fan tossed it aside, giving up on the idea of learning Martial Arts.

Just then, Mo Yun came over to him, looking somewhat surprised. "Your luck is something else. You’ve found another Martial Arts secret script," she said, picking up the one Gu Fan had discarded. "What’s the matter? Isn’t this what you wanted? Why throw it away?"

"Forget it, I can’t make head or tail of it, and there’s no way I can learn on my own. You’re not willing to teach me, so it seems I’m destined to remain an amateur," Gu Fan sighed, disheartened and resigned.