Those Classmates who Suddenly Disappeared
Chapter 928: Stepping into the Martial Arts Threshold

Chapter 928: Chapter 928: Stepping into the Martial Arts Threshold

"Kid, you want to be my disciple and learn Martial Arts? First, you must join the Devil Cult," Mo Yun said seriously, as if he truly intended to teach Gu Fan Martial Arts.

Gu Fan was again overjoyed. He had no idea how deeply the current Martial Arts world and the common people resented the Devil Cult; he just wanted to learn Martial Arts. So, he decisively offered his respects, "Master above, please accept your disciple’s bow."

"All right, dispense with the formalities," Mo Yun said, seeing Gu Fan’s excited demeanor. He felt somewhat reluctant but still explained, "As I said, to be my disciple, you must first join the Devil Cult, but I won’t immediately accept you as an apprentice. I want to see how you perform."

"Okay, no problem. So I am now a member of the Devil Cult. Should I give myself a nickname? I can’t use something like ’the embodiment of justice’ anymore." After speaking, Gu Fan stroked his chin, beginning to ponder a brand new nickname for himself.

Mo Yun was surprised to see Gu Fan join the Devil Cult without hesitation. Did Gu Fan really understand what it meant to join the Devil Cult, which would result in being ostracized by the entire Martial Arts community? Even bad people would hesitate before joining the Devil Cult.

Thanks to Gu Fan’s efforts, the warehouse was soon cleaned. Gu Fan immediately went to claim credit from Mo Yun, thinking to himself that the first thing he did after joining the Devil Cult was to help them clean up. No merit for that, but certainly hard work.

However, when Gu Fan found Mo Yun, he was met with an astonishing scene. He saw Mo Yun sitting cross-legged with her eyes tightly closed, her hands moving rapidly, while streams of Demonic Qi surged out from her body. Though not immense, it was still frightening.

Mo Yun could only hold on for a short while before she could no longer sustain the exercise, sweat beading on her forehead. She hadn’t expected the Devil Cult’s Peerless Martial Arts to be so difficult to practice.

Turning around, Mo Yun saw Gu Fan standing there, stunned. So she smiled meaningfully, "Have you finished your tasks?"

"Yes, Master. Do you have any other instructions?" Gu Fan’s heart pounded erratically. It was only at this moment that he realized something: if it was called the Devil Cult, it certainly wasn’t a place for good people. The aura emitted by Mo Yun just now was perhaps...

After a brief reflection, Mo Yun said, "All right, let’s set out for the outer regions."

Gu Fan nodded immediately, his wariness towards Mo Yun growing secretly.

"Are you ready for everything?" After speaking, Mo Yun stood up and walked past Gu Fan, noticing that he subconsciously kept a distance from her.

Mo Yun quickly grasped something, "What is it? You weren’t afraid of me before, now that you’ve seen me practice, you’re scared."

"No, how could that be?" Of course, Gu Fan was scared. After all, the Demonic Qi was so terrifying, and someone who possessed such Qi was bound to be dangerous.

Mo Yun dismissed his fear, "If you regret joining the Devil Cult and taking me as your master now, it’s still not too late. Otherwise, you will also have to practice such magic power."

"Practice such magic power?" Gu Fan thought it over carefully and decided that as long as he did not practice too much and it proved useful, it should be fine. So he affirmed his decision, ready to follow the dark path he had chosen in joining the Devil Cult.

"Kid, I didn’t see that in you," Mo Yun expressed her appreciation for Gu Fan and then had him sit down.

Gu Fan didn’t know what Mo Yun was up to, but he obediently did as he was told. He sat down cross-legged like Mo Yun and began to breathe in and out.

"You’ve learned it quite well!" exclaimed Mo Yun as she approached Gu Fan, placing a hand on his back and began to infuse Genuine-Qi.

In an instant, Gu Fan could feel an external Qi coursing through his body, and this Qi seemed to stir his own internal Qi into motion. As time passed, Gu Fan started to feel an accumulation of Qi within him, following Mo Yun’s Qi in a specific pattern around his body.

Mo Yun withdrew her Genuine-Qi and then instructed Gu Fan, "Your Genuine-Qi is beginning to take shape. Follow the guidance I gave you and circulate your Genuine-Qi, slowly building it up to become more powerful."

"So this is what practicing Qigong is like?" Gu Fan, touching upon a threshold, was astounded. Having completed his Qigong practice, he felt refreshed, filled with strength, and he even believed that he could beat Su Hui in a fight.

Seeing Gu Fan’s longing expression, Mo Yun unreservedly doused his enthusiasm, "Don’t get too excited yet; what you’ve practiced doesn’t even count as the surface of Martial Arts. You need to work much harder."

"Understood, thank you, Master," Gu Fan expressed his gratitude for Mo Yun’s guidance, which allowed him to quickly step into the realm of cultivation.

Of course, Mo Yun wasn’t foolish enough to trust Gu Fan so quickly. She had only given him a taste of progress to keep him motivated, besides, it was always better to have an extra hand in times of encountering enemies than to be completely helpless.

Subsequently, Gu Fan and Mo Yun set off towards the outer regions. Little did they know that as soon as they left, two people arrived shortly after.

A chubby and a skinny man looked at the area that had just been covered up, then dug up the Martial Artists’ bodies that had been buried moments before.

"This isn’t it, nor is that one..." The chubby and the skinny man appeared to be searching for something, turning the place into a mess.

After some effort, the two finally exhumed the individual they were looking for, feeling elated, only to discover that the person did not have what they wanted.

"Where is the secret script? The secret script of Martial Arts, this guy should have carried it on him," both men looked astonished and even began to despair as if they had lost something very important.

Suddenly, the skinny man had a thought, "What if someone took the secret script after killing that guy?"

The chubby man nodded, "That’s a possibility. This is a secret script of Peerless Martial Arts, which we barely managed to get our hands on. We must retrieve it."

"Yes, now with the Martial Arts leader gone and the community headless, it’s a great opportunity for us. We must get back the secret script and after cultivating it successfully, we shall become the new leaders of Martial Arts," the skinny man said with growing excitement and anticipation, but all these plans hinged on finding that particular secret script.

The chubby man shared his opinion, "Remember the man and woman we saw leaving the Magic Cult’s Headquarters on our way here? The secret script could very well be with them."

"Indeed it’s possible. They shouldn’t have gone far—the woman was very pretty, dressed in black, easy to recognize." The skinny man and the chubby man immediately took action, departing the Magic Cult’s Headquarters, and headed towards the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, Gu Fan was unaware that possessing the secret script of Martial Arts would attract trouble, but it would help him solve many problems once he returned to his original era.