Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

In a certain hall of Wudang Mountain, incense smoke curled upwards.

"Disciples Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling pay their respects to Master!"

The two bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities, sit down and let's talk."

Yu Lianzhou sat upright in the main seat, his voice calm yet unquestionable.

His gaze swept over the two of them, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "Not bad, you've both reached the Grandmaster realm. I wasn't wrong about you back in Yangzhou."

The two boys who used to chase after him and shout "Master is so amazing!" are now capable of standing on their own, thanks not only to luck, but also to their ruthlessness and talent.

After a brief moment of reflection, Yu Lianzhou spoke again:

"You may stay here this time. Once our master emerges from seclusion, I will personally inform him and officially make you his disciples."

These words are tantamount to opening the door to the core heritage of Wudang.

The positions that ordinary disciples would fight to the death for were given to them so easily today.

"this……"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise and hesitation in each other's eyes.

Finally, Kou Zhong mustered his courage and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master. We are more than happy to become your personal disciples."

He paused, then changed the subject: "But... to be honest, we've come here not just to become disciples, but... to ask for your help with an important matter."

"Oh?"

Yu Lianzhou raised an eyebrow. "Tell me about it."

Kou Zhong took a deep breath, quickly cleared his mind, and said:

"Our two disciples have established the Young Marshal's Army in the former territory of the Great Sui Dynasty, and it has now become a force vying for supremacy over the world... However, the situation has recently become critical, and the enemy's strength is too great to resist. Therefore, we have come to earnestly request Master's assistance."

After he finished explaining the whole story, Yu Lianzhou remained silent for a moment, his eyes flashing slightly.

He never imagined that his two cheap apprentices would be able to stir up such a storm.

Even more unexpectedly, this involved such a deep connection—Cihang Jingzhai joined forces with Jingnian Chanzong to support Li Shimin, the second son of the Li clan; while the Demonic Sect secretly bet on the eldest son, Li Jiancheng.

The top forces in both the legitimate and criminal worlds have joined forces in a rare move, with a clear objective: to help the Li clan unify the country.

This means that the Li family has many powerful figures and experts behind them.

"I will take on this matter."

Yu Lianzhou slowly stood up, his tone calm yet carrying immense power, "Although you are nominal disciples, now that you have accepted me as your master, you will not tolerate any outsiders bullying you."

He turned to leave, saying, "You wait here. I'll make some arrangements and then we'll set off immediately."

"Master!"

Kou Zhong hurriedly spoke, his voice low: "This matter... I'm afraid it will require my grandmaster's personal intervention."

He paused, then said solemnly, "According to intelligence reports, the Li Clan has the support of two top forces, one righteous and one evil, and has dispatched all their experts. Although you have already reached the realm of a terrestrial immortal, ultimately... even two fists cannot fight four hands."

The Li clan doesn't just have one powerful figure overseeing things.

Kou Zhong frowned slightly, knowing very well that Yu Lianzhou alone could not withstand the encirclement and suppression of the Li Clan's top experts.

Seeing this, Yu Lianzhou asked in a deep voice, "Didn't you just say you had the Song Clan backing you up? Song Que is a terrestrial immortal, won't he take action?"

Kou Zhong gave a wry smile and shook his head, saying, "I did have the support of the Song Clan. But the problem is that the current head of Cihang Jingzhai, Fan Qinghui, knew the head of the Song Clan in her early years and they have a close personal relationship. After she personally came to persuade him, Song Que chose to remain neutral."

Yu Lianzhou was stunned and almost didn't react.

What? Just because of a few words from a woman, the momentous matter of deciding the fate of the world has been abandoned?

Seeing his shocked expression, Kou Zhong could only sigh inwardly.

To be honest, he himself hadn't expected Cihang Jingzhai to pull off such a move. Even Xu Ziling, his usually calm brother, was almost swayed by the words of their female disciples.

Yu Lianzhou remained silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up and looked at Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling: "Let's go, I'll take you to the Sutra Repository to pay your respects to our Grandmaster."

"good!"

The two men were startled, their blood boiling – they were finally about to meet their legendary grandmaster!

Before long, the three arrived at the Sutra Repository.

After the formalities were completed, Kou Zhong gave a full account of why he had come to seek help.

After listening, a subtle meaning flashed in Lin Daochen's eyes, as if the wheel of fate had quietly turned and the closed loop of cause and effect had been opened again.

He had initially ordered Yu Lianzhou to retrieve the "Longevity Manual," severing their path to destiny. Who would have thought that these two would unexpectedly find themselves back at the Wudang Sect? It seemed as if fate itself was at work.

What surprised him even more was that even without the miraculous encounter of the "Longevity Manual," Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling still managed to carve out their own niche in this chaotic world, stirring up the winds and clouds, truly a blessing bestowed upon them by the Sui Dynasty.

Without much thought, Lin Daochen decided to lend a helping hand.

Firstly, since the two are now Wudang disciples, protecting their own is a basic requirement, so how could they just sit idly by?

Secondly, if someone from Wudang could take control of the Sui Dynasty, the sect's power would surely rise, and he himself would naturally gain a stable source of resources—why not?

"Lianzhou is right," Lin Daochen said calmly. "Now that you've joined the Wudang sect, no one can touch you at will."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Nephew Lianzhou, please go."

"Yes, Senior Uncle," Yu Lianzhou replied, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

He then hesitated, saying, "But the Li clan has many experts gathered here, and I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it if I go alone."

"No need to worry."

Lin Daochen remained expressionless, raised his hand and took out a long sword as black as an abyss from his storage ring—the Heavenly Prison Sword.

"Black Boy, come with my nephew on a trip to the Great Sui Dynasty."

Before the words were finished, a dark figure emerged from the sword, bowed respectfully, and whispered, "Yes, sir."

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling stared wide-eyed, and even Yu Lianzhou gasped – a sword spirit had appeared? What level of power was this?

"Uncle-Master, this..." Yu Lianzhou's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Daochen said casually, "The sword spirit of the Heavenly Prison Sword is named Black Child. With this sword in hand, slaying terrestrial immortals is a piece of cake."

After saying that, he took out a jade pendant that shimmered with spiritual light and handed it to Yu Lianzhou.

"This pendant contains an avatar of my divine consciousness. If I encounter a desperate situation, I can simply crush it."

Recently, he has made a breakthrough in his self-created "Spiritual Void Dividing Technique", and "Divine Consciousness Incarnation" is one of the results.

This avatar can be maintained for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and its combat power is about 70% of its original strength. Although not invincible, it is enough to turn the tide of battle.

With the Black Child wielding the Heavenly Prison Sword and a divine sense providing support, this journey is guaranteed to be successful.

Yu Lianzhou didn't understand what "divine consciousness incarnation" meant, but since her senior master said there was no problem, then there really was no problem.

The three then took their leave.

Before their departure, Lin Daochen bestowed several talismans upon Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling—all drawn using secret methods, capable of saving their lives in critical moments.

As for Yu Lianzhou, he already had the pills and talismans that he had given him before, so he didn't need to add any more.

After leaving the Sutra Repository, Yu Lianzhou led the two to visit Song Yuanqiao and others in turn.

Upon learning of the critical situation, Song Yuanqiao made a decisive decision: "Cuishan, Moshenggu, you two go together."

Without delay, at dusk that day, the five men rode out of the mountains and galloped straight into the heart of the Sui Dynasty.

Several days later.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, along with Yu Lianzhou and others, arrived at the Young Marshal's headquarters.

The news struck the entire military leadership like a thunderbolt—it turned out that their commander-in-chief was a disciple of Wudang, and behind him stood the Wudang Mountain that had stood for hundreds of years!

The downward trend was reversed in an instant. The previously oppressive and gloomy atmosphere was ignited in a flash, and morale soared.

In terms of resources and manpower, the Young Marshal's army was in no way inferior to the Li Clan; its only weakness was the scarcity of top-tier experts. Now, with Yu Lianzhou's personal arrival and the subtle influence of the entire Wudang Sect behind him, this gap has been filled!

More importantly, Yu Lianzhou's actions were not a personal act, but rather an instruction from the sect.

What does this mean? It means that Dao Chen, who is revered by the world as the "Number One Martial Artist of Our Time," has tacitly approved of and even supported the Young Marshal's Army!

Who doesn't know that when the great Qin and the great Ming were about to start their war, causing immense suffering and death, it was Dao Chen Zhenren who entered the palace alone, stopped the war with a single word, and repelled a thousand troops with a single palm strike!

The emergence of this person can stabilize the nation's destiny and determine the fate of the world.

With him backing them up, what does the young marshal's army have to fear?

The morale of the troops was completely ignited.

At that moment, Kou Zhong turned to look at the strategist Xu Xingzhi, his tone calm yet sharp: "Reply to the Li clan, saying that for the sake of peace and tranquility, and to spare the people from the ravages of war, I agree to their previous proposal—a duel between masters from both sides, with the loser leaving the stage, and never vying for the world again."

These words sound compassionate, but they were actually the moral shackles that Cihang Jingzhai had used to oppress him back then. At that time, he could only grit his teeth and endure it, but now? The tables have turned.

"Yes, sir!" Xu Xingzhi replied loudly, his eyes gleaming.

The message spread quickly.

The Li clan responded quickly, and the location was decided—the city of Qingzhou, the front line where the two armies were facing off.

A storm is brewing, and the world is watching.

Song Que personally visited Kou Zhong, attempting to persuade him to stop.

But when he saw Yu Lianzhou and other Wudang masters appear in person, and learned that Kou Zhong had the full support of the Wudang Sect, he kept silent and did not offer any further advice.

However, he still shook his head and refused Kou Zhong's challenge.

Kou Zhong felt a little regretful, but he didn't insist.

Now that he holds the trump card, Song Que can fight if he wants, or not if he doesn't—as long as the news of Yu Lianzhou's arrival isn't leaked, that's enough.

As for the future? If he unifies the Sui Dynasty, the rewards from the Song Clan will naturally be calculated separately.

As time passed, and amidst the intense preparations of both sides, the day of the decisive battle arrived as scheduled.

Outside Qingzhou City, yellow sand covered the ground.

The young marshal's army stood in formation, while the Li clan's army pressed in menacingly.

When Li Shimin caught sight of Yu Lianzhou, his expression changed drastically.

"Brother Kou, this is probably inappropriate." He stepped forward, his voice slightly somber. "This is an internal conflict within the Sui Dynasty. Have you overstepped your bounds by inviting a senior from Wudang in the Ming Dynasty to assist you?"

Before she could finish speaking, Fan Qinghui stepped forward, her gaze fixed on Yu Lianzhou: "Second Master Yu, today's matter has nothing to do with Wudang. I hope you will not interfere."

The surrounding area was silent, but a murderous intent was brewing beneath the surface.

Kou Zhong chuckled and stood with his hands behind his back: "Brother Li, Sect Leader Fan, you probably don't know—I am a disciple of Wudang. Yu Erxia is my master."

He paused, his smile deepening: "It is only natural for a master to protect his disciple. This principle applies everywhere."

"You said...you are his disciple?" Li Shimin's pupils contracted, and Fan Qinghui's expression became solemn.

Meanwhile, on a secluded high slope in the distance, Li Jiancheng and Shi Zhixuan stood side by side, looking down at the situation below, both frowning.

"Sect Leader Shi," Li Jiancheng said slowly, his tone heavy, "things have changed. I never expected Kou Zhong to have such a background."

The Li clan has been embroiled in internal strife for a long time. On the surface, Li Shimin enjoys the support of the legitimate sects and is riding high; in secret, Li Jiancheng relies on the power of the demonic sects to maneuver and resist.

In the past, the righteous path was unified while the demonic path was divided, putting Li Jiancheng in an extremely unfavorable position.

But things are different now—the Evil King Shi Zhixuan broke through the shackles, attained the Dao of a terrestrial immortal, and unified the two factions and six paths in one fell swoop, unifying the demonic sects.

The real storm has only just begun.

Tonight, the two men led their troops to sneak in, intending to take advantage of the chaos while the young marshal's army was locked in battle with Li Shimin.

Unexpectedly, upon arrival, they received a shocking piece of news—

The Wudang disciples are nothing to fear; what truly keeps people up at night is the Dao Chen Zhenren, who is said to be "unparalleled in the world."

Shi Zhixuan's eyes flickered slightly. After a moment's thought, he said to Li Jiancheng in a low voice, "Let's hold back for now. We're not the ones who're in a mess right now."

Li Jiancheng nodded, his gaze still fixed on the battlefield fraught with danger beneath Qingzhou City.