After becoming rich overnight, I handed over the system.

Chapter 469 Traitor

"Amu, are you hiding something from us?" Lin Han suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Amu trembled, forcing a smile, "Sect Master, you're overthinking it. I was just... worried about an ambush by the Qingcheng Sect."

Liu Wushuang narrowed her eyes: "Nobody knows this road except the villagers."

“Yes, so…” Before Amu could finish speaking, a sharp bird cry suddenly came from afar, sounding unlike any natural one.

Lin Han and Liu Wushuang both changed color at the same time—this was a communication signal from the Qingcheng Sect!

"There's an ambush!" Liu Wushuang shoved Lin Han aside as three crossbow bolts grazed her sleeves and embedded themselves in the tree trunks, their arrowheads blackened, clearly poisoned.

Amu's face turned deathly pale: "Impossible! How did they know..."

There was no time to investigate the reason. More than ten Qingcheng Sect disciples had already rushed out of the forest, led by Yu Canglang.

The scars on his face had scabbed over, resembling a centipede crawling across his face, making him look particularly ferocious.

"Lin Han! Where do you think you're going this time!" Yu Canglang drew his longsword. "Attack! Capture Lin Han alive, and the reward is a thousand taels of gold!"

Lin Han, swords in hand, leaned against Liu Wushuang: "It seems our whereabouts have been discovered."

“Not surprising,” Liu Wushuang sneered. “Yu Canghai definitely has spies in the fishing village.”

Amu trembled as he hid behind them: "Sect Master... what should we do?"

"Stay close to us and find a chance to break through!" Lin Han activated the Profound Heaven Nine Revolutions Heart Method, and his true energy surged like a river.

After several days of recuperation, his skill had improved considerably, and a faint blue light flowed over his Qingfeng sword.

The Qingcheng Sect disciples formed a sword formation and launched an attack. Lin Han and Liu Wushuang cooperated perfectly, one forceful and the other gentle, one offensive and the other defensive, actually forcing the enemy back several steps.

However, the enemy outnumbered them and quickly narrowed the encirclement.

"Go that way!" Liu Wushuang pointed to a narrow mountain path. "Lead them onto the plank road and limit their numerical advantage!"

The three fought and retreated, soon arriving at a plank road on the edge of a cliff.

This is a narrow path carved into the cliff face in ancient times, no more than three feet wide, with a sheer cliff on one side and a bottomless abyss on the other.

The wooden planks were old and dilapidated, creaking underfoot as if they might collapse at any moment.

"Watch out!" Lin Han deflected the hidden arrow aimed at Amu with his sword. "Stay close to me!"

They hurried along the plank road, with Yu Canglang and his men in hot pursuit.

The first few Qingcheng Sect disciples, eager to make a name for themselves, disregarded the narrowness of the plank road and rushed forward.

Liu Wushuang suddenly turned around, her slender sword flashing like a silver snake, piercing the throat of the man in front.

The man screamed and fell into the abyss. The pursuers behind him immediately became cautious and dared not advance rashly.

"What a brilliant counterattack!" Yu Canglang gritted his teeth. "Fire the arrows!"

Arrows flew like locusts, but Lin Han and Liu Wushuang wielded their swords so tightly that they knocked down every single one.

But Amu wasn't so lucky. An arrow struck his thigh, and he cried out in pain, collapsing to his knees.

"Amu!" Lin Han wanted to save him, but Liu Wushuang held him back.

"Don't look back! It might be a trap!"

Amu painfully stretched out his hand: "Sect Leader...save me..."

Lin Han hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't bear it: "You lead the way first, I'll go save him!"

Ignoring Liu Wushuang's attempts to stop him, Lin Han turned around and rushed towards Amu.

Just as he bent down to help, a strange light flashed in Amu's eyes, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, aimed straight at Lin Han's heart!

"Go to hell!" Amu's face was contorted, and he no longer had any honest and simple appearance.

Lin Han dodged hastily, but the dagger still tore through his sleeve, leaving a bloody mark on his arm.

He stared at Amu in shock: "You...you're from the Qingcheng Sect?"

Amu limped back to his pursuers, grinning maliciously, "I've been lying in wait in this fishing village for three years, just for this day! Sect Leader Yu's calculations were flawless; he knew you'd be looking for the secret treasure!"

Yu Canglang laughed heartily: "Well done! You'll be richly rewarded when we get back!"

He pointed his sword at Lin Han, "Boy, you won't escape today!"

Lin Han felt a chill in his heart.

He recalled Zhao San's dying warning—beware of traitors. It turned out the enemy had always been right beside him!

"Lin Han!" Liu Wushuang's call pulled him back to reality. "Come here quickly!"

Lin Han turned to leave, but Amu suddenly threw out three iron caltrops, blocking his retreat.

At the same time, Yu Canglang's long sword flashed like a rainbow, aiming straight for his back!

Hidden weapons were in front, pursuers were behind, and the narrow plank road offered no escape.

At the critical moment, Lin Han's internal energy reversed on its own, and the Xuan Tian Nine Revolutions Heart Technique was activated at full power.

He crossed his two swords, the green blades striking the green frost, producing a clear and melodious dragon's roar!

"Clang—!"

A strange thing happened—a visible blue ripple burst forth from where the two swords clashed, spreading out like waves.

Amu's iron caltrops were swept away by the ripples and flew back, all of them embedding themselves into his own body!

Yu Canglang's sword momentum was also momentarily blocked. Taking advantage of this opening, Lin Han rolled away and escaped the danger.

"Let's go!" Liu Wushuang grabbed his hand, and the two ran wildly along the plank road.

Behind them came Amu's shrill screams and Yu Canglang's angry curses, but the pursuers' steps clearly faltered—the strange phenomenon of the two swords combining filled them with fear.

The plank road winds upwards, ending at a natural stone platform.

As soon as the two stepped onto the stone platform, they heard a "crack" behind them. The pursuers had cut off the connection of the plank road!

"Madmen!" Liu Wushuang's face turned pale. "Aren't they afraid they won't be able to go back either?"

Lin Han surveyed his surroundings, his heart sinking.

The stone platform is surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and their only escape route has been cut off; they are trapped!

“No, they have a backup plan.” He pointed to the opposite cliff, where several ropes were faintly visible. “It seems they were prepared.”

Yu Canglang's voice came from the other side of the cliff: "Lin Han! Surrender obediently and hand over your two swords, and I may spare Liu Wushuang's life!"

Liu Wushuang sneered, "Yu Canglang, doesn't the scar on your face hurt anymore? Want to get another one?"

These words struck a nerve with Yu Canglang, who flew into a rage: "Fire arrows! Shoot them dead!"

As the rain of arrows descended, Lin Han and Liu Wushuang took cover behind a protruding rock.

The arrows clattered against the rocks, temporarily ignoring them, but the situation remained critical.

"What should I do?" Lin Han scanned his surroundings, searching for a way to escape.

Liu Wushuang pointed behind the stone platform: "There seems to be a cave there."

The two carefully moved over and indeed found a hole hidden by vines.

The cave was deep and dark, and its destination was unknown.

“It’s better than being a target here.” Lin Han cut off the vines. “I’ll go in and scout ahead.”

The cave was damp and cold, with glowing moss growing on the rock walls, providing a dim light.

Lin Han crossed his two swords in front of him and advanced cautiously.

After walking for about 15 minutes, the cave gradually opened up, and finally we arrived at a spacious cave hall.

"We're safe for now." Liu Wushuang leaned against the rock wall, suddenly let out a muffled groan, and her face turned pale.

Lin Han then noticed that there was an arrow stuck in her back, and her clothes were soaked with blood.

"When were you shot by the arrow?" he asked, feeling both distressed and guilty.