Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

"Anyone who dares to take another step forward will be killed without mercy!"

Just as the group approached within a hundred paces of the gate, a sharp shout came from the top of the wall.

The archers on the sentry post had already aimed their arrows at them from afar, the cold arrowheads gleaming in the firelight.

"Esteemed benefactors, please open the door. This humble monk has business with Liu Canglan, the head of the Xuanwu Hall. Please grant me this favor."

Chen Mo clasped his hands together, his face full of sincerity.

"Open my ass, you bald-headed bastard! If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here right now."

One of the Taihu gang leaders shouted, "This is the last warning! If you don't leave, I'll order a hail of arrows to kill you!"

Hearing what the leader said, Liu Zhou was extremely anxious.

But now he's been acupunctured, so he can't even move, let alone speak.

He frantically rolled his eyes, trying to attract the attention of the sentry.

"Boss..."

A sharp-eyed member of the gang suddenly lowered his voice, "Look at the person standing next to that bald monk, isn't that Young Master Liu Zhou?"

The junior leader took a closer look and immediately gasped.

It really is Young Master Liu Zhou.

Under the moonlight, Liu Zhou's face was as pale as paper, and his posture was stiff and unnatural, clearly indicating that he was being controlled by someone.

"No...but..."

The underling quickly changed his tune, forcing a stiff smile, "I can tell that Master has come to see the Hall Master because he must have something important to discuss."

"I'll go inform the hall master right away, please wait a moment!"

As he spoke, he gestured to the archers on the sentry post, indicating that they should remain still.

He scrambled down the wall, not even bothering to pick up his fallen sword, and ran wildly toward Xuanwu Hall.

Not long after.

A series of rapid footsteps and the clanging of armor echoed from within the city.

The heavy ironwood gate creaked open slowly, revealing a dark mass of people behind it.

The person in the lead was clearly Liu Canglan, the head of the Xuanwu Hall.

His face was ashen, and he exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

When his gaze swept over Liu Zhou, who was standing frozen not far away, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he forcefully suppressed the anger that was about to erupt.

My precious son is still in their hands; I absolutely cannot make any rash moves.

When Liu Zhou saw his father appear, he trembled with excitement, and his eyes shone with hope.

He made a 'hoarse' sound in his throat, wishing he could immediately flash to his father's side.

He could only feel truly safe with his father by his side.

"Amitabha."

Chen Mo clasped his hands together and stepped forward. "This must be Liu Canglan, the leader of the Xuanwu Hall of the Taihu Gang."

"I've heard that your signature technique, the 'Raging Tide Blade Technique,' is renowned throughout Jiangnan. I would like to have the pleasure of seeing it. Is that permissible?"

As he spoke, he gently placed his right hand on Liu Zhou's shoulder.

Upon seeing this, Liu Canglan's eyes almost spit fire.

They actually coveted my unique skill?!

This bald monk is already courting death!

His fingers, gripping the knife handle tightly, turned white from the force, but seeing his son still in the other man's hands, he ultimately suppressed the urge to act immediately.

"If you obtain the secret manual, Master, could you please release the child immediately?"

Liu Canglan squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

"of course."

Chen Mo smiled slightly and nodded, "As long as I obtain the secret manual, I will naturally release your son."

If it were a normal process, the other party would naturally not easily hand over the secret manual.

Having Liu Zhou in his hands is the best bargaining chip.

"really?!"

"A monk does not lie!"

Liu Canglan stared intently at Chen Mo for a long while before taking out a yellowed handwritten copy from his pocket and throwing it directly to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo caught it with one hand.

At that moment, a system notification sounded in his mind.

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, host, on acquiring the ultimate martial art—"Raging Tide Blade Technique"!]

[Martial Arts Points Gained: 6000!]

Hearing the system notification, Chen Mo was overjoyed. He never expected that the "Raging Waves Blade Technique" was actually at the same level as the "Six Meridians Divine Sword".

Excellent! Excellent!

He casually placed the manual on his person, his face showing an expression of indifference to anything external.

Chen Mo gently patted with his right hand, shaking open the major acupoints that had been sealed off by Liu Zhou.

Liu Zhou was taken aback, and moved his stiff hands and feet with a slight hesitation.

He then staggered toward his father, making the short distance of a hundred steps a harrowing experience.

I never realized that such a short distance would take so long to walk.

Only when his father helped him up did he dare to believe that he had escaped the clutches of evil. He was so excited that he trembled all over and almost cried.

Meanwhile, Liu Canglan frowned, not expecting that the bald monk would release the person so readily.

Is this a sign that they don't respect me, the head of the Xuanwu Hall?!

He carefully examined Chen Mo and saw that the other man was calm and composed, as if he were in his own backyard.

"Amitabha."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Thank you for the secret manual, Master. I'll take my leave now!"

With that, he turned and left with Mu Wanqing.

what? !

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhou suddenly stood up.

The humiliation and fear that had been building up in the inn instantly transformed into anger and erupted.

"Want to leave? Not so easy!"

He roared at the top of his lungs, "Father, quick, catch them!"

"I want to personally skin this bald monk and dismember him!"

Chapter 53 Sweeping Across the Land

A cold glint flashed in Liu Canglan's eyes. Although he was suspicious of Chen Mo's composure, he now held the advantage.

How could we let this bald monk come and go as he pleases?

"Surround them!"

His command was delivered in a voice as cold as iron.

"Splash—"

Dozens of gang members instantly formed a battle formation, the sound of swords being drawn echoing in the air, and surrounded them.

The archers on the sentry post all drew their bows to the limit, locking onto Chen Mo and Mu Wanqing in the middle of the field.

The entire scene was tense and filled with murderous intent, as if a single spark could ignite the entire place.

"Hahaha!!"

Seeing this scene, Liu Zhou felt very pleased, as if he could foresee the other party kneeling down and begging for mercy.

He crossed his arms and leisurely watched the two people who were heavily surrounded, a cruel and gleeful smile on his face.

"Bald monk!"

"Weren't you arrogant at the inn? Why aren't you so cocky now?!"

"Now that you're in my hands, I'll let you experience what it means to wish you were dead!"

"As for that little bitch..."

Liu Zhou's lewd gaze swept over Mu Wanqing, "Once I'm tired of playing with her, I'll sell her to a brothel and have her ridden by thousands!"

Mu Wanqing's pretty face beneath the veil was covered with frost, and her jade-like hand was already on the short knife at her waist.

His cold eyes swept over the surrounding enemies, without the slightest fear on his face.

It could be said that she trusted Chen Mo.

Chen Mo remained calm, as if the menacing gang members and the deadly arrows from the sentries around him did not exist.

"Amitabha."

He clasped his hands together and said to Liu Zhou, "Benefactor Liu Zhou, didn't you say that if I spared your life, you would definitely repent and turn over a new leaf?"

Liu Zhou laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Hahaha!"

"Are you out of your mind, or have you been drinking too much gutter oil?!"

"You believe what I, this young master, say?"

"What wouldn't you say to save your life?!"