Chapter 190: Chapter 190: I Am Anran, A Wanderer of the Martial World
Doujin Artist: Damn, that was cool!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Mochou-jie’s moves were amazing! So smooth and natural!
Pretty Boy from Skull Island: I didn’t know lightness skill could be used like that. Learned something new.
Curly-haired Guy: Learn your ass. Even if you tried your whole life, you’d never pull that off! Just give it up already!
Wig Guy: That guy froze up right away.
Sure enough, the man in black looked completely stunned. The way this woman showed up totally shattered his understanding of martial arts. After staring blankly for a long moment, he finally said, "Who are you? Move aside now, or don’t blame me for being rude!"
"Oh?" Li Mochou’s pale hand held a folded fan, gently tapping it on her other palm. "I’d love to see how exactly you plan to be rude."
"You asked for it!" The man’s face darkened as he swung his left sleeve. *Whoosh*—a thorn-covered flower shot out at lightning speed.
That was...
Li Mochou frowned slightly, flicked her fan downward, then tapped her foot—and vanished from the spot.
What!?
The man in black was shocked. Before he could react, someone grabbed his right wrist.
The girl he had been carrying slipped from his arms and hit the ground with a *thud*.
"Tell me your name," Li Mochou said coldly, staring at him.
"If you’re gonna kill me, just do it, I—ahhh!" Before he could finish, he let out a terrible scream. Li Mochou had just torn off his entire right arm like it was nothing.
Guo Jing and the others, who had just arrived, were stunned when they saw this.
Where the hell did this scary woman come from?
"...Young hero, you..." Guo Jing paused, as if about to step in, but a beautiful middle-aged woman beside him tugged at his sleeve, stopping him.
Li Mochou ignored them. Her face was still calm as she looked down at the man. "Still not talking?"
"I—I’m Gongsun Zhi!" The man finally gave in and blurted it out.
"Knew it," Li Mochou’s eyes flashed with killing intent. She reached out and tapped him lightly on the throat.
*Thump.*
Gongsun Zhi’s eyes went wide as he dropped dead on the spot.
Doujin Artist: So it was him. No wonder Mochou-jie went so hard on him. He had it coming.
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Wasn’t Gongsun Zhi supposed to be in Loveless Valley?
This is an Actor: He probably got invited by the imperial court too. Once the government starts pulling strings, all that talk of "hidden sects" doesn’t mean much.
Amegakure Village’s Angel: But from another angle, you could say Mouchou is getting a lot of attention from the Song royal family.
Doujin Artist: Well, she *is* a female rebel. And a highly skilled one at that.
Machete Girl: Huh? I was only gone for a bit, and Mouchou already killed someone?
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Where’d you even go?
Machete Girl: I found the source of the pollution. It’s this thing. [Image]
When you open the image, it clearly shows a thick black mist trapped inside a golden cube-shaped barrier.
Curly-haired Guy: Huh? The source is a gas?
Soul Society’s Bad Guy: And no intruder aura either, so it’s a native lifeform?
Machete Girl: I don’t know either. It’s weird. It tried to attack me and even tried to burrow into my body when I caught it. Good thing I had a spiritual pressure barrier on my skin.
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: So this thing’s a parasite type? Once it infects a person, they turn into those zombie-like things?
Doujin Artist: Kotonoha-chan’s world sure has all kinds of creatures. Feels like there’s something new every day. Over here it’s just boring mutated beasts and human awakeners.
Machete Girl: Honestly, I’d prefer boring. These weird things... the less of them, the better.
Looking at the empty village in front of her, Kotonoha couldn’t help but sigh. Just a regular black mist could wipe out everyone in the village — what if something stronger showed up?
While everyone in the livestream was chatting, the people on screen, like Guo Jing and the others, walked up to greet Li Mochou.
"Thank you, young hero, for helping us. If not for you, my niece might not have made it."
Niece?
Li Mochou raised her eyebrow, clearly confused. Wasn’t she supposed to be his daughter? And in the original story, Guo Jing didn’t even have a niece.
"Thank you, young hero." The girl who was just saved spoke up, "I’m Lu Wushuang. Pleased to meet you." Her cheeks turned red as she spoke.
Machete Girl: Lu... Lu Wushuang?
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: So it is her! Now that I look, her right leg does look a little off.
Shark-Faced Guy: Whoa, isn’t that Mouchou’s disciple?
This is an Actor: According to the original story, yeah. But ever since Mouchou met us, she changed her ways and didn’t go after Lu Wushuang anymore.
Doujin Artist: Looks like the bond between them is pretty deep after all! Can’t believe stuff like this actually happens!
Even Li Mochou herself was a bit dazed, just staring blankly at the girl in front of her. Like—what the hell? Is this really fate?
The middle-aged woman standing beside Guo Jing noticed the look and spoke up: "Young hero, do you know our Wushuang?"
That middle-aged woman, no doubt, was Huang Rong — the former leader of the Beggar Sect and daughter of Huang Yaoshi.
When Huang Rong asked, Li Mochou let out a breath and replied with a deeper meaning: "Not exactly, she just seems a bit familiar." On closer look, Lu Wushuang’s facial features really did resemble her uncle, Lu Zhanyuan.
Thinking about that man who once abandoned her, Li Mochou now felt nothing at all. Her heart was completely calm — like water.
But while she felt nothing, the girl in front of her clearly didn’t. She stared at Li Mochou, eyes wide. She couldn’t look away. In her whole life, she had never seen someone this good-looking.
Familiar...?
Huang Rong blinked and studied Li Mochou carefully, her face showing a trace of surprise.
This young man really was unbelievably handsome. Not even Ouyang Ke, who she’d seen before, could compare.
But someone with such a face and such skills shouldn’t be unknown in the martial world. And yet Huang Rong was sure she’d never seen him before.
Even so, her face stayed calm as she smiled and asked, "May I ask, young hero, where you’re from and what school you belong to?"
"No problem." Li Mochou closed her fan and gave a small respectful bow. "I’m Anran, just a wanderer in the martial world."
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