Landlord Era: I can upgrade my entries

Qiao Feng looked thoughtfully at Ma Yu's departing figure, with many questions on his mind.

"Boss, are you alright?"

A member of the Beggars' Sect stepped forward and inquired.

"It's alright, you guys go back."

Qiao Feng shook his head and ordered all the Beggars' Sect disciples to leave.

A month later, he will definitely go to Changqing Tower in Suzhou.

Ma Yu left the Beggars' Sect headquarters and continued to other sects, challenging them all in the name of the leader of the Quanzhen Sect.

Within half a month, the reputation of Danyangzi, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, spread throughout the martial arts world.

Even more extreme, some people have given Ma Yu the nickname "Mad Taoist".

In every challenge, Ma Yu was extremely arrogant, all of which was done according to Jia Xu's instructions.

Upon hearing this title, Ma Yu couldn't help but smile; his past personality was the complete opposite of this one.

"Have you heard? A few days ago, the Mad Taoist went to Dali and single-handedly destroyed Tianlong Temple with just his sword!"

"That's outdated information. You know about the Heavenly Mountain Spirit Vulture Palace, right? I heard that even the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by the Mad Daoist."

"Just who is this mad Taoist priest? Has anyone here ever heard of the Quanzhen Sect?"

News about Ma Yu sparked heated discussions in the martial arts world, with countless people filled with curiosity about the origins of the Mad Taoist.

However, news about Changqinglou in Suzhou quickly spread and became known throughout the martial arts world.

"Suzhou? Isn't that the Murong family's territory? Could this mad Taoist be a member of the Murong family?"

Some people who were familiar with the Suzhou area immediately began to speculate.

At this moment, Murong Fu himself was sitting in a restaurant with his four chief retainers.

"Young Master, was this mad Taoist priest sent by you?"

With a look of curiosity on his face, Gongzhi Qian asked Murong Fu.

"no."

Murong Fu shook his head, a glint in his eyes.

Mad Taoist, what a mad Taoist! He actually dared to challenge all the major sects in the martial arts world. He was unstoppable by anyone with his sword.

If we can recruit this mad Taoist into our ranks, we can unify the martial arts world and have hope of restoring our kingdom!

With a thousand thoughts running through his mind, he stood up and prepared to return to Canhe Village.

"Let's go back to Suzhou."

With a smile on his lips, Murong Fu addressed his four retainers, confident that he could subdue this so-called mad Taoist.

At this time, Ma Yu had already gone to Shaolin Temple, the number one holy place in the martial arts world.

A man stood calmly outside the Shaolin Temple, sword in hand.

In front of him, an old monk was sweeping the floor.

"The sweeping monk of Shaolin?"

Looking at the sweeping monk blocking his way, Ma Yu raised an eyebrow. This was the person Jia Xu had mentioned.

"Amitabha, benefactor, Shaolin is a place of tranquility, please leave."

The old monk spoke calmly to Ma Yu, as if he were talking about something ordinary.

"I, Danyangzi, am acting on the orders of my lord to challenge all the major sects. My mission is not yet complete, so how could I possibly retreat?"

Ma Yu smiled as he drew his longsword, his sharp eyes fixed on the old monk before him.

The sword was drawn the next second, its aura as cold as a blade, and it pierced towards the old monk.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk chanted a Buddhist prayer, then used his broom to meet the sword.

The old monk's strength was no less than Ma Yu's, both belonging to the second rank, and his true energy was extremely abundant, even more abundant than Ma Yu's.

"As expected of the person the Lord warned us to be wary of."

Ma Yu's swordsmanship was perfectly smooth and precise.

"Sword One, the Dao Begins!"

"Sword Two, Wind is the Way!"

Two sword strikes were unleashed, instantly slashing at the old monk without any restraint.

"Innate罡气 (Gāngqì)!"

The old monk's expression was solemn, and a three-foot-high wall of energy surged forth, instantly blocking Ma Yu's sword energy.

Bang bang~

The sword energy left two cracks on the three-foot-high wall of energy.

"What a powerful attack!"

The old monk's expression changed slightly. Since he had cultivated his innate qi, he believed that no one could break through it, but now his qi had been cracked by two swords.

While he was still in a daze, a glint of light flashed in Ma Yu's eyes.

"Sword Six, Thunderous Roar!"

In an instant, sword energy erupted, and several sword energies suddenly appeared in front of Ma Yu.

"cut!"

With a single swing of his sword, he struck the three-foot-high wall of energy.

In the blink of an eye, the innate protective energy was completely shattered by Ma Yu's sword.

puff~

The old monk spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Ma Yu, and then clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Amitabha! With just this one sword strike, the Mad Taoist truly lives up to his name!"

"Not playing anymore?"

Ma Yu sheathed his sword, but his face remained remarkably calm.

He had only recently mastered the Sword Six technique.

The purpose was to defeat the old monk instantly, which resulted in a significant depletion of his internal energy.

This trip gave him a much deeper understanding of swordsmanship.

"This humble monk is no match for the Taoist priest."

The old monk slightly stepped aside, choosing to make way.

"Are you Murong Longcheng? Or a member of the Free and Unfettered Sect?"

Ma Yu sheathed his sword, then stared at the old monk and asked.

"This humble monk is merely a Buddhist monk, not any of the people the Taoist priest speaks of."

The old monk shook his head, refusing to mention his identity.

"interesting."

He didn't care about the old monk's answer, took out a black iron token, and threw it to him.

"Twelve days later, at Changqing Tower in Suzhou, we welcome the master."

"Changqinglou might show you the path beyond martial arts."

Having said that, Ma Yu, alone with his sword, entered the Shaolin Temple.

On the other side, in Suzhou.

Suzhou City.

At this time, Gusu City had changed hands, and Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong easily took Gusu City in just three days.

Zhao Yun and his companion found the outcome of the siege rather uninteresting.

It was all too simple, since the city was guarded by ordinary soldiers who hadn't even begun their cultivation journey. This left the two men with nowhere to unleash their fighting spirit.

In just over half a month, Gusu City had undergone a dramatic transformation. Under Jia Xu's command, the artisan clan had razed half of Gusu City to the ground.

They used local materials to build a Changqing Building.

On the ninth floor of Changqing Tower, Jia Xu was playing chess with Lu Changqing.

One white and one black stood out strikingly in the sunlight.

Just as the two were playing chess, Zhao Yun approached them, his tone questioning, "Mr. Wenhe, there are more and more martial artists outside the city. Should we let them in?"

"No rush, there are still some people who haven't arrived yet."

Jia Xu shook his head. The game had been set up, but the pieces had not yet been placed in their proper positions.

Shaolin, the Beggars' Sect, Lingjiu Palace, and so on—none of them were reached.

"Is anyone causing trouble?"

Lu Changqing, dressed in black, kept his eyes fixed on the chessboard and asked without looking up.

"There were some troublemakers, but we've dealt with them."

Zhao Yun nodded. From the moment they captured Gusu City, they had sealed off the entire city.

Upon hearing the name of the Mad Taoist, those martial artists flocked to this city.

It's like a martial arts tournament; with all these江湖人士 (jianghu figures) gathered together, it would be strange if they didn't cause trouble.

With Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong leading two thousand Yellow Heaven Warriors to guard the city, those martial arts practitioners really dared not rashly venture into Suzhou.

However, when people from the martial arts world gather together, some are enemies who fight every day.

More and more people are getting involved in this scheme.

Five days later, Ma Yu returned.

"The Mad Taoist is back?"

Jia Xu looked at the travel-worn Ma Yu and teased him with a smile.

"Mr. Wenhe, the number of these江湖人士 (jianghu figures) is increasing, what's next..."

Ma Yu's eyes were somewhat solemn. There were at least tens of thousands of people outside the city, and the number was only increasing. This number was far beyond his expectations.

"It's alright, they don't need us to deal with them."

Jia Xu shook his head slightly, indicating that Ma Yu should not worry, and then said, "Let's go, it's time to make the final move."