After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 462 Young Master

Lin Han collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Liu Wushuang suddenly swayed and knelt on one knee.

"You're injured?" Lin Han then noticed the arrow half-pierced through her back, and her clothes were soaked with blood.

"A minor injury." Liu Wushuang gritted her teeth and broke the arrow shaft. "Yu Canglang's arrow was poisoned, but I have the antidote."

She took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out two red pills, and swallowed them.

Lin Han quickly helped her sit down under a withered tree and tore off a piece of his clothes to bandage her wound.

"Why did you save me?" Lin Han's voice was hoarse. "With your skills, you could have easily escaped on your own."

A faint smile appeared on Liu Wushuang's pale face: "Because I need you to live."

"For the 'Mysterious Heaven True Scripture'?"

“Not entirely.” Liu Wushuang closed her eyes. “Lin Han, have you ever wondered why you learned the Xuan Tian Sect’s martial arts so quickly?”

Lin Han was stunned.

He had indeed thought about this question, but he never found an answer.

"Once we reach Blackwater Town..." Liu Wushuang's voice grew weaker, "I will tell you something... about your father..."

Her head slowly drooped, and she fainted.

Lin Han gently patted her face and found that her forehead was burning hot, obviously due to the arrow poison taking effect.

The surrounding swamp was shrouded in mist, and the distant roars of crocodiles could be faintly heard.

Lin Han carried Liu Wushuang on his back, held a sword in one hand, and made his way with difficulty toward the fishing village she had mentioned earlier.

The woman on his back was incredibly light, her breathing faint but steady.

Lin Han felt a mix of emotions. This mysterious woman had saved him twice, but now he didn't even know who she was or why she had helped him.

"Hang in there," he murmured to himself, unsure whether he was speaking to Liu Wushuang or to himself, "We're almost at Blackwater Town."

Deep in the swamp, the fog gradually thickened.

Lin Han carried Liu Wushuang on his back, step by step walking towards the unknown road ahead.

Suddenly, a glowing book appeared before his eyes. In the thick fog of the swamp, with the glowing book, Lin Han suddenly felt a chill.

Liu Wushuang is currently unconscious, and he has no one to consult with.

In the end, he opened the book, which turned out to be a martial arts novel.

As he read about the characters in the book who lived a life of chivalry and righteous indignation, a sense of chivalry and justice welled up in his heart.

Then he remembered that he still had a grudge to settle, and that anger disappeared again.

Seeing the word "reward," he looked around and finally gave the other person the last gold leaf he had.

Perhaps it's a hope that one day, one can also roam the world freely.

Upon receiving the donation, Lin Liuyi immediately rushed over with the system.

She never expected that she, a reader who had tipped the reader with gold leaves, would end up in such a sorry state.

After asking the other party out of curiosity, Lin Liuyi realized that this was a true overpowered genius!

Orphaned, hunted by enemies, then acquires unparalleled martial arts skills and a soulmate—what a perfect combination!

But what am I? An old man who gives away cheat codes?

Well, since he was here to give away a cheat code, he had to give it to her. Lin Liuyi stuffed a bunch of pills into her hands, along with the martial arts manual that Ouyang Mingyue had given her before.

That guy, Ouyang is doing really well now, he can be called the number one in the imperial court and the martial arts world!

Lin Han was somewhat frightened by Lin Liuyi's swift response.

So many pills, and even martial arts manuals! He casually flipped through them and found they were no worse than the "Mysterious Heaven True Scripture" in his hand. He had met a benefactor!

He solemnly thanked Lin Liuyi.

Lin Liu waved his hand, telling him to keep going, and then left with the system.

Lin Han's legs were so tired that he had lost all feeling in them, and he was only able to keep going by sheer willpower.

He immediately took a pill, and his strength was instantly restored.

Liu Wushuang's breathing became weaker and weaker on his back. The high fever caused by the arrow poison made her body burn like fire, so Lin Han quickly stuffed one into her mouth.

Fortunately, the mud underfoot gradually became firm, and a few faint lights appeared in the distance.

Lin Han's spirits lifted, and he ran forward with all his might.

As he passed through the last patch of reeds, the sight before him made him freeze in place—

More than a dozen stilted houses are built along the water, and the houses are connected by bamboo bridges.

Each building was adorned with blue lanterns, which floated like will-o'-the-wisps in the mist.

Even more surprisingly, these seemingly simple stilted houses are arranged in a way that resembles a formation, vaguely forming a protective circle.

"Who goes there?" a deep voice asked from the darkness.

Lin Han then noticed two fishermen dressed in straw raincoats standing on the shore, holding not harpoons, but gleaming longswords.

"We...we're being hunted by the Qingcheng Sect..." Lin Han's voice was hoarse. "My friend was hit by a poisoned arrow..."

The two fishermen exchanged a glance. The older one stepped forward and, by the light of the lantern, examined Lin Han's face. His gaze lingered on Lin Han's brows for a moment before falling on the jade hairpin in his hair.

Suddenly, the old man's expression changed drastically. He took two steps back and knelt on one knee.

"Mysterious Jade! The young master has returned!"

Lin Han was completely confused and before he could ask, another fisherman blew a bone whistle.

As soon as the whistle blew, more than twenty people, young and old, men and women, leaped out of the stilted house. They were all armed and their movements were unusually agile.

"Quick! This girl has been poisoned!" Lin Han shouted urgently, disregarding everything else.

The crowd parted, and an elderly woman with white hair walked over, leaning on a cane with a snake's head.

She looked at least seventy years old, but her back was straight and her eyes were bright and piercing. The old woman glanced at Liu Wushuang's face and then sternly ordered, "Prepare 'Qingling Powder,' boil water, and carry her to my medicine hut!"

Four strong fishermen immediately stepped forward and carefully took Liu Wushuang from Lin Han's back.

Lin Han wanted to keep up, but his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

The old fisherman helped him up: "Young master, don't be in such a hurry, have some water first."

"Young Master?" Lin Han took the water pouch, looking at the crowd with a puzzled expression. "You've mistaken me for someone else. My name is Lin Han, and I'm the son of Lin Zhennan from Qingcheng Mountain."

The old fisherman and the old woman exchanged a meaningful glance.

“There’s no mistake,” the old woman said in a low voice, “This jade hairpin is a direct heirloom of the Xuan Tian Sect, which disappeared thirty years ago along with the sect leader’s wife. You have a resemblance to her in your features.”

Lin Han was struck dumb. His father had never mentioned the Xuan Tian Sect, nor had he ever said that his mother was the wife of a sect leader.

He wanted to ask more, but the old woman had already turned away: "We'll talk about it after she's out of danger. Amu, take the young master to wash and change."

A boy named Amu stepped forward and respectfully led Lin Han toward the largest stilted house.

The interior was simply but neatly furnished. A portrait hung on the central wall, depicting a man in a blue robe standing with a sword, whose features bore a striking resemblance to Lin Han.

"This is...?" Lin Han stopped in front of the portrait.

"The previous sect master of the Xuantian Sect was Ye Qingchen," Amu said, his eyes filled with reverence, "who is also the young master's..."