Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Qiu Qianren, a notorious gangster in the martial arts world, was now trembling with his legs and looking ashen. The long sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he pulled it out with difficulty, with the tip of the sword pointing at Mu Bai on the opposite side.

Mu Bai's figure, wearing a bamboo hat, was looming in the wind and snow, as if he had merged with the snow mountain temple.

He stood there quietly, facing Qiu Qianren's challenge, without a trace of ripples in his eyes.

Suddenly Mu Bai moved.

His figure was like the wind, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant. The next moment he appeared in front of Qiu Qianren. Qiu Qianren only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the long sword had already flown out of his hand and was heavily nailed to the wall of the temple.

At this moment, Mu Bai had a long sword in his hand that was shining with cold light, which was the one Qiu Qianren had just let go.

He waved it lightly, and the tip of the sword pointed at Qiu Qianren's throat.

"You, lost." Mu Bai's voice was cold and firm, as if he was sentencing Qiu Qianren's fate.

Qiu Qianren was now ashen, and he knew that he was no match for Mu Bai.

He knelt slowly on the ground with trembling legs, and bowed his head deeply, as if he was repenting for his sins.

Qiu Qianren knelt on the cold ground, holding Mu Bai's trouser legs tightly with both hands, as if grasping the last straw to save his life.

He begged like a ghost, his voice full of fear and despair: "Hero, please don't kill me! I am willing to hand over my small treasury, as long as you spare my life!"

His face was full of tears, and he had long lost his former ferocity and arrogance. At this moment, Qiu Qianren was like a lamb to be slaughtered, hoping to escape from the butcher's knife.

Mu Bai looked at him coldly without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

The long sword in his hand was still pointing at Qiu Qianren's throat, as if he could end the bandit's life at any time.

"Your little treasury?" Mu Bai sneered, "Do you think I care about your little gold and silver treasures?"

Qiu Qianren nodded hurriedly, fearing that Mu Bai would not believe his sincerity: "Yes, yes! All my treasures are hidden in a secret place. As long as you spare my life, I will take you there immediately!"

Mu Bai was silent for a moment, as if considering this proposal. Qiu Qianren looked at him nervously, fearing that he would refuse. Finally, Mu Bai slowly put down the sword in his hand and said coldly: "Okay, I will give you this chance, but if you dare to play any tricks, I will make you die even more miserably."

Qiu Qianren breathed a sigh of relief and kowtowed repeatedly to thank him: "Thank you, hero Mu Bai! Thank you, hero Mu Bai! I will never play tricks, and I will definitely take you to find my small treasury!"

"I only ask you one question, is the Tongtian Book with you?"

Tongtian Book? Qiu Qianren was stunned.

"It is the stone book you looted in the village at the foot of Wushan Mountain."

Mu Bai approached and said seriously.

Qiu Qianren struggled to stand up. He nodded repeatedly immediately, and then carefully led Mu Bai to the place where he hid the treasure.

And Mu Bai followed closely behind, vigilantly observing the surrounding situation to prevent Qiu Qianren from making any unusual movements.

"By the way, you guys should follow me."

Mu Bai turned around and asked the caravan to follow.

The hostess of the caravan frowned and clasped her hands together, revealing her inner entanglement and anxiety.

The other members also looked at each other, at a loss. They knew that rejecting Mu Bai might cause unnecessary trouble, but following a stranger made them feel uneasy.

"Do we... do we really want to follow him?" A young caravan member asked in a low voice, with a little trembling in his voice.

"Do we have any other choice?" Another member responded with a wry smile, "At least he looks more reliable than those bandits."

The hostess took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She stood up, facing Mu Bai, and tried to make her voice sound firm: "We are willing to follow you, but please ensure our safety."

Mu Bai nodded slightly and didn't say much, but his eyes revealed a convincing power. The caravan members began to get busy and prepare to set off.

At this moment, the snow was getting heavier, but within ten meters of Mu Bai, the snow seemed to be melting silently.