My cells devour all worlds.

Even Shen Qingshu and the others on the second floor opened the windows of their rooms and couldn't help but peek outside.

Zhou Ziyang's eyes gleamed with excitement. "I never expected to run into something like this today. Brother Qingshu, you're from Qingzhou, do you recognize this Senior Wanfa Xiuluo?"

Shen Qingshu shook his head. "This is my first time seeing it too. I've only heard rumors about it before."

Su Mingyuan looked at him with a smile, "So, Qing Shu, who do you think will win?"

Shen Qingshu looked at Zhao Mang and his companion, who had already reached the open space by the river. "If it really is that senior, then Senior Zhao should not be his match. Before I left Qingzhou, I heard my father say that the Yue Shan Town Commander of the Jing'an Division was also defeated by Wanfa Xiura."

Just a few days before he set off, he saw his father practicing his swordsmanship in the yard, practicing for an entire day.

When Shen Qingshu asked, he learned that his father was afraid that the family's sword technique would be taken away by the Myriad Laws Asura.

However, he would never say this aloud.

"Hiss~"

Upon hearing this, Head Nurse Gao was the first to gasp, exclaiming in surprise, "Is that the Iron Wall Senior Yue, whose defenses are said to be impenetrable only to those who are at the Innate Grandmaster level?"

"Exactly."

Shen Qingshu nodded.

He actually found it a bit strange.

He only heard about this before he left, but after arriving here, he heard about several things the other party had done recently in Qingzhou Qian.

Why does the timing seem a bit off?

"The rumors are probably wrong," Shen Qingshu guessed.

With Shen Qingshu's confirmation, not only the people in their room, but also those standing on the eaves outside, those crowded downstairs, and those sitting on the upper floors were all in an uproar.

"What?! Even Senior Yue was defeated by the Myriad Laws Asura? Doesn't that mean he's a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm?"

Even if it isn't, it's probably close enough!

"Wouldn't Zhao Mang be bringing shame upon himself?"

"Look! They're about to make their move!"

Everyone quickly looked over.

Zhao Mang, wielding his sword with both hands, suddenly roared like a tiger unleashed from its cage, and in an instant, his broadsword slashed towards the tall figure in front of him.

The sound of the blades whistling was so fierce that even those hundreds of steps away could hear it.

However, the tall figure remained motionless until the blade was about to strike, at which point a hand suddenly emerged from beneath the black robe.

With perfect precision, as if it had been rehearsed beforehand, the blade was flicked three times on the side!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

After three crisp sounds that almost merged into one.

Zhao Mang's expression changed, and he swayed, unable to even hold his broadsword steady. It flew out and embedded itself in the ground beside him.

By the time he came to his senses, the tall figure had already closed in, his fingers under the black robe barely touching his throat before quickly withdrawing.

Zhao Mang's throat bobbed, his face quickly turning ashen. He gritted his teeth, pulled a booklet from his robes, and handed it over, his voice hoarse:

"...I accept my defeat."

After saying that, he seemed to lose all his strength and almost collapsed to the ground.

The tall figure casually took it, flipped through it a few times, let out a low hum that was hard to decipher, and then said, "I won't take your things for nothing."

After saying that, he took out another, thinner booklet from his black robe and threw it to Zhao Mang.

"Your swordsmanship, though powerful, lacks a certain agility. If you can learn even a fraction of this Serpent Sword Technique, your swordsmanship will become even faster."

Zhao Mang took it and glanced at it, momentarily bewildered, then his face lit up with a look of elation, as if he had found a priceless treasure. He quickly clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "Thank you... thank you for your guidance, senior!"

The tall figure had already walked away and returned to the front of Lanyue Tower.

The eyes beneath the mask secretly scanned the expressions of the onlookers, keenly sensing something amiss.

Instead of being astonished as expected, people felt it was somewhat natural.

Did I overact just now? Did someone find out?

Just as he hesitated, someone clasped their hands in a fist salute to him, their eyes sparkling, and said, "Senior, your righteousness is admirable! I admire you!"

Faced with Zhao Mang's provocation, he not only refrained from using excessive force, but also took Zhao Mang's sword manual and was willing to give him some pointers.

Truly admirable!

This man's words were like opening a floodgate, and others followed suit, praising Wanfa Xiuluo's chivalrous conduct.

The tall figure's face behind the mask froze for a moment, until he heard a few words from the crowd, and then he realized what had just happened.

It turned out that the news of "him" defeating Yue Shan had spread.

What a kind person! I almost thought I'd been exposed.

A slight smile played on his lips beneath the mask as he clasped his hands in a respectful bow to the crowd, without uttering a single word.

But this gesture alone made everyone blush and exclaim that he was too kind.

After all, the people standing in front of them were the world's top experts.

If they can clasp their hands in a fist salute to you, then go ahead and brag.

The tall figure raised his head and looked at Shen Qingshu on the second floor. "So it's Young Master Shen. I've been eyeing your father's Canglan Blade for a long time. I'll definitely pay him a visit in the future."

Not wanting to tarnish the prestige of the escort agency, Shen Qingshu clasped his hands in response, "Changfeng Escort Agency welcomes you at any time, senior."

The tall figure nodded slightly, then fixed his gaze on a figure standing outside the fifth floor.

The other person was of stocky build, especially his hands, which were incredibly large, about twice the size of an average person's.

"I'm quite interested in your Iron Palm technique. Could I borrow the manual to take a look?"

As he spoke, he made an inviting gesture.

Clearly, they also wanted to fight first, just like Zhao Mang did.

Everyone looked up and discovered that the man was none other than Hong Wei, the Iron Palm, a famous martial arts master known for his external martial arts skills.

His iron palms are comparable to those made of refined iron, and he is not afraid of swords or blades. He is a skilled fighter among second-rate fighters.

Faced with the tall figure's request, Iron Palm Hong Wei's expression changed. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly said, "I am honored that you think so highly of me, senior. What harm is there in giving you a look?"

After saying that, he took out a small booklet and threw it at the tall figure.

He actually chose to hand over his martial arts skills directly!

The tall figure pulled the booklet into his arms, paused for a moment, seemingly surprised by this outcome.

"I don't have the habit of taking things from others for free. This soft palm might be of some use to you."

As he spoke, the tall figure tossed a thin booklet over.

Hong Wei accepted it, his face immediately lighting up with a smile. "Thank you, senior."

This scene left everyone completely dumbfounded.

Can you do this?

After a little thought, it seemed reasonable.

I definitely can't beat them in a fight, so I might as well hand them over and make a good relationship. The key is that I can also get a decent martial art from the Myriad Laws Asura.

It's a win-win situation.

Thinking about it this way, many people's eyes lit up and some became interested.

Their eyes were fixed on the tall figure, hoping that the other party would also be interested in their martial arts.

Next, the tall figure looked at someone, but before he could speak, that person grinned and respectfully took out his secret manual, offering it to the tall figure.

As expected, I received a return gift.

The crowd went even crazier.

Even a top-tier expert on the seventh floor hesitated for a moment before revealing his own martial arts skills.

"..."

Lu Sheng was completely stunned.

Wow, that's amazing!

Lu Sheng finally understood what the other party was planning.

Using his name to swindle martial arts manuals, the previous few people were probably either shills or pre-selected targets.

The combination of a senior figure in the martial arts world, the threat of force, and the potential for "benefits"—if it were him, he would be willing too.

I just don't know if what the other party provided is true or false.

But none of that matters anymore. What matters is that all those things will... be his!