Villains: Starting with the Landlady

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"Hey, you old man!"

Ling Yun threw out one of his dead disciples, enraging the Quanzhen Sect members who were doing their morning reading. Immediately afterwards, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, led by Ma Yu, came out.

"It's you!"

Qiu Chuji recognized Ling Yun and flew into a rage, saying, "If I had known I was in Niujia Village, I should have killed you with a single sword strike!"

Ma Yu frowned and quickly asked him what was wrong, only then did she learn about the minor conflict between the two that wasn't exactly a feud.

"Could it be that you, young friend, are going to join forces with the Red Serpent Fairy to attack my Quanzhen Sect just because of a verbal argument? That's far too petty!"

"I'm not that petty. I just discovered something really interesting in a village at the foot of the mountain. Would Sect Leader Ma Yu like to hear about it?"

Ling Yun waved his blood-stained folding fan, which, combined with his gentle smile, looked rather eerie.

"You... what did you do to Zhijing!" Wang Chu was shocked. Zhao Zhijing, as his apprentice, was ordered to go down the mountain to do the cleanup work. The fact that Ling Yun had come up but they hadn't arrived yet was quite telling.

"Shouldn't such a beast be killed for collaborating with the Manchus and indiscriminately killing innocent people?"

"Young friend, do you know that the Qing Dynasty now reigns supreme? We are merely following orders; what crime have we committed?"

"Haha, what a high-sounding but twisted argument!" Ling Yun took a step forward, Li Mochou holding her whisk, ready to catch him at any moment. "I have no interest in questioning right or wrong. Let me ask you one question: why didn't you go to the martial arts tournament?"

"Does this have anything to do with you, young friend?" Ma Yu squinted, while the other six disciples surrounded him.

"Of course it does matter!"

Ling Yun pulled out a gold-plated token from his pocket, engraved with the four characters "Martial Arts Alliance Leader": "Because I, Murong Fu, am the new Martial Arts Alliance Leader!"

These words shocked everyone, even Li Mochou was stunned. Ancient times weren't as advanced as they are now; news of his becoming the leader of the martial arts world hadn't spread yet, and the Quanzhen Sect was in seclusion, so it was perfectly normal that no one knew.

"Murong Fu!?" Ma Yu was taken aback and re-examined Ling Yun.

"No matter who you are today, you will pay the price for killing my disciples!" Wang Chuyi roared, and his disciples immediately drew their swords and charged forward.

Ling Yun waved his robe, stopping Li Mochou from attacking. He closed his folding fan, using it as a sword, and charged directly at the Quanzhen Sect members.

Li Mochou was deeply moved. Ling Yun, alone, seemed to be handling the attack of hundreds of people with ease. His movements were ethereal, and the Quanzhen Sect's Taoist priests had no chance to touch him before he took their lives.

"return!"

Ma Yu sensed something was wrong. He thought that even the renowned Murong Fu would only perish under the siege of hundreds of people, but he never expected him to be so powerful!

The disciples scattered, glaring angrily at Ling Yun as they looked at their fallen comrade.

"It seems that Young Master Murong is determined to fight the Quanzhen Sect to the death!"

"Stop talking nonsense. You are the future enemy, so of course the sooner we deal with you, the better." The young man smiled disdainfully.

Ma Yu gestured to the other six disciples with his eyes, and the Seven Masters of Quanzhen formed the "Big Dipper Heavenly Gang Formation." Through the formation, the power of the seven people was gathered into one person.

The seven people stood at their respective points of the formation: Ma Yu was positioned at Tian Shu, Tan Chu Duan at Tian Xuan, Liu Chu Xuan at Tian Ji, and Qiu Chu Ji at Tian Quan, forming the Dipper's head; Wang Chu Yi was positioned at Yu Heng, Hao Da Tong at Kai Yang, and Sun Bu Er at Yao Guang, forming the Dipper's handle.

If Ling Yun attacks any one of them, he will face the combined power of all seven!

They thought this would be enough to take down Lingyun, but reality slapped them in the face once again.

Ling Yun tucked the folding fan back into his waistband, drew circles with both hands, and then struck Ma Yu at the Tian Shu position with his right palm accompanied by a dragon's roar!

Guo Jing had practiced with them before, so Ma Yu naturally recognized the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. He didn't dare to be careless and directly used the most powerful palm technique of the Quanzhen School—the Frost-Treading and Ice-Breaking Palm Technique.

As Ling Yun clashed with Ma Yu, a five-clawed golden dragon appeared directly behind the young man. Its boundless and terrifying power crushed Ma Yu, shattering the formation with a single palm strike. All seven of them coughed up blood and flew backward.

The first to be hit was Ma Yu, whose right hand was crippled. He collapsed to the ground, secretly grieving.

"Ma Yu!" Sun Bu'er cried out in grief and crawled to Ma Yu's side. They were husband and wife before joining Taoism and had a very good relationship.

"Quick...quick, get to the backyard..."

Upon hearing Ma Yu's low voice, Qiu Chuji, who was the least injured, immediately got up and rushed to the backyard.

Just as Ling Yun was about to give chase, he was desperately held back by the other six.

Ling Yun killed Wang Chuyi with one palm strike, then crippled Liu Chuxuan with another, and then easily blocked the combined attack of Ma Yu and Sun Bu'er: "Sect Leader Ma, if you still had any respect for your master, you shouldn't have ended up like this!"

A hint of shame flashed across Ma Yu's face, but just then, Ling Yun saw a terrifying aura soar into the sky from the backyard, followed by a figure rushing out.

"Damn traitor, do you really think I'm all alone?"

Chapter 268 Central Divine Power

The newcomer exuded a murderous aura, but Ling Yun could still see that he was on the verge of death.

"I never expected that the former leader of the Five Greats would still be alive."

Ling Yun defeated the husband-and-wife duo of Ma Yu and Sun Bu'er, and stood gracefully with his hands behind his back.

Wang Chongyang glanced at his tragically deceased disciple and the many seriously injured disciples and grand-disciples, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Who are you, daring to attack my Quanzhen Sect!"

"I am Murong Fu from Gusu, and also the new leader of the martial arts alliance." Ling Yun slowly took out his wooden sword, flicked it lightly with his finger, and the wooden sword trembled slightly, as if it had been imbued with some mysterious power. "As for the reason why I came to Quanzhen, one reason is to ask Master Ma why he did not come to participate in the conference, and the other reason is to seek justice for the Han people who died unjustly in the villages below the mountain!"

“Master, don’t listen to this little thief’s nonsense. He didn’t stand up for the corrupt officials who oppressed the people, but I gave him a lecture, and now he wants to come up the mountain to take revenge!” Qiu Chuji knew that if Ling Yun told them the whole story, Wang Chongyang might blame them.

"We, the Quanzhen Sect, are dedicated to fighting foreign enemies and are located on the border. If the martial arts tournament is far away, it's understandable that we wouldn't attend. Is that your reason for killing my disciples?!"

Wang Chongyang was unaware of how filial his disciples were. After his epic battle with Temujin, he faked his death and went into seclusion, completely oblivious to the drastic changes that had taken place in the outside world.

"Hahaha!"

Ling Yun laughed heartily, but was too lazy to explain. His eyes flashed with a hint of fighting spirit: "Wang Chongyang, I'd like to see just how powerful the legendary Central Divine really is!"

"Yu'er, bring me the sword!"

Ma Yu handed the sword in his hand to Wang Chongyang. This was the Quanzhen Sword, the symbol of the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, and also the weapon that Wang Chongyang used to fight in his conquests.

He looked at Ling Yun with a serious expression, not underestimating him because he was using a wooden sword. He himself had fought a top swordsman who called himself the Sword Demon for three hundred rounds to a draw, and the opponent was also using a wooden sword.

"Sect Leader Wang, Murong has always cared for the elderly, please!"

Ling Yun twirled his sword, smiled confidently, and made Li Mochou, who was watching from a distance, hold her breath. After all, her opponent was Wang Chongyang, the legendary leader of the Five Greats, the supreme master who defeated the demon god Temujin. There was really no one in the martial arts world who could reliably defeat him!

However, she didn't dare to step forward to help. This level of battle was far beyond her skill level, and going up would only cause trouble for Ling Yun. It would be better to take advantage of the chaos to secretly deal with a few junior disciples of the Quanzhen Sect.

"Humph!"

Wang Chongyang was extremely displeased with Ling Yun's blatant disrespect. He disregarded everything else and moved with the speed of a phantom, unleashing the top-tier sword technique, "One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones."

This is a superior sword technique of the Quanzhen School. The Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. It is a series of eighteen sword strikes, each of which is divided into three. When it is thrust out, there is only one move, but when the wrist is shaken out, the sword move is divided into three.

Ling Yun saw through the trick and calmly used the Dugu Nine Swords to counter it.

Wang Chongyang's swordplay was fast and ruthless, each move aimed at Ling Yun's vital points. However, whenever his swordsmanship landed near Ling Yun, it would be deflected by his wooden sword, dissolving his internal energy into nothingness.

This sword technique, this style, combined with the wooden sword in Ling Yun's hand...

Wang Chongyang recognized him; this was definitely that person's successor, and even showed signs of surpassing his master!

"The One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones is no longer useful," Wang Chongyang roared angrily, feigning an attack with his sword, and then struck Ling Yun with a palm.

"Well done!"

Ling Yun drew a circle in front of his chest with his left hand, then pushed hard. A dragon's roar accompanied by terrifying power erupted out, causing Wang Chongyang to stagger back several steps.

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms? Isn't this a palm technique that only the leader of the Beggars' Sect can learn?"

Wang Chongyang shook his slightly numb arm, gripped the Quanzhen Sword tightly, knowing that if this dragged on any longer, his remaining life force would likely dissipate. He had survived until now not out of fear of death, but because he wanted to make the most of his remaining energy, burning himself out to serve the Central Plains when foreign enemies invaded.

He raised his left palm upwards, focused his energy into his dantian, and then suddenly lifted his palm to circulate his energy, his face filled with a red glow.

He gripped the Quanzhen Sword tightly and unleashed the "Number One Sword of the East," a technique he had mastered while cultivating in the Yanxia Cave of Kunyu Mountain!

With the full support of the [Innate Skill], Wang Chongyang's strength had broken through the S-level limit and was showing signs of approaching S+, but ultimately he stopped at S.

Ling Yun dared not be careless at all. In an instant, he sheathed his wooden sword and, to Wang Chongyang's astonishment, drew his Mo Bai sword. He used Meteor Slash to face the strongest sword move of the Central Divine Power.

The two collided and exploded at the point of contact. The Quanzhen Sword broke into several pieces, but Mo Bai remained unharmed.

Smoke filled the surroundings. Ling Yun was about to use his X-ray vision to see Wang Chongyang's whereabouts when he only felt a gust of wind. Wang Chongyang and his seven companions had reformed the Big Dipper Heavenly Gang Formation. With their combined strength, they were determined to take down Ling Yun with Wang Chongyang's [Mutual Destruction Sword Technique] as their killing move.

Ling Yun hastily responded to the attack, but still managed to sever Wang Chongyang's arm with the Meteor Slash. However, he was struck in the chest by Qiu Chuji and Ma Yu's palm strikes.

He withstood the blow with his profound internal strength, but Wang Chongyang knew that his life was coming to an end. With his last breath, he struck Ling Yun away with a palm at the moment Ling Yun was exhausted.

Ling Yun was sent flying several meters away, his consciousness momentarily blurred. The Quanzhen Sect disciples who had been watching the spectacle rushed forward, determined to hack Ling Yun to death with their swords.

"That's it?"

Ling Yun sneered, his heart filled with no more pity. He raised Mo Bai high and shouted, "Star Annihilation!"

Mo Bai let out a cry, and Ling Yun's inner strength was instantly drained. The surrounding light seemed to be absorbed into his strike, forming a blazing little sun.

The knife fell.

All the chaos around them vanished, and the once bustling Quanzhen Sect became deathly silent.

Everything around Ling Yun disappeared, leaving only a large pit 30 meters in diameter. In the center of the pit was a young man kneeling on the ground, supported by Mo Bai, who was stuck in the ground.

"Cough cough... This move is too taxing..."

Ling Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The old man's last stand had caused him some injuries, and he would probably need to rest for a while to fully recover. After all, ointment couldn't repair internal injuries.

"Ling Lang!"

Li Mochou was standing far away and was not affected. She used her lightness skill to quickly move over to check on Ling Yun's condition, but at this moment Fei Dian suddenly ran over, like a white lightning bolt. He lifted Ling Yun up with his head and threw him into the air, catching him precisely on his horse's back, and carried him off towards the back mountain.

Li Mochou was stunned, but she quickly turned cold, holding a needle in one hand and a whisk in the other, preparing to eliminate all the remaining disciples of the Quanzhen Sect.

Chapter 269 Ancient Tomb Sect

Feidian led Lingyun all the way to the back mountain before slowing down.

"Feidian, have you lost your mind? I'm not dead yet, why are you so eager to find a good burial site?"

Ling Yun had been lying on Fei Dian's back, which was already making him very uncomfortable. Coupled with the bumpy ride, he was in a daze and had no idea where he was.

"Sigh~"

Feidian was very perceptive and immediately answered Lingyun's question, but unfortunately, the two could not understand each other's language.

"Alright, I'll take it as you trying to save me, thanks!"

Ling Yun coughed, climbed off the horse, and leaned against a tree trunk to rest, clutching his aching chest.

"By the way, where's Mochou?"

Ling Yun then realized that with Fei Dian carrying him all the way, his beloved Mo Chou might still be in the Quanzhen Sect.

His single strike wiped out the vast majority of the Quanzhen Sect's forces; all the top fighters perished, and the remaining... the remaining brats were in for a rough time if they encountered Li Mochou.

Hope everyone is okay.

Just as he was circulating his internal energy to regulate his breathing, a group of people arrived in front of a cave not far away. The leader was a man in his 30s, who was waving a fan and had a confident smile on his face.

“Miss Long, I am Prince Huodu of Mongolia. I have heard of your stunning beauty. Though I am not talented, I am quite wealthy. If I could marry you, I would surely…”

The conversation was cut short as countless bees swarmed out, surrounding the Mongolian wedding procession and turning them all into pig-headed monsters.

The attendant cried out in alarm, "Oh no! These bees are highly poisonous!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Du, who was struggling to put up a fight, abandoned all pretense of decorum and fled with his men.

Having lost their target, the bees turned and headed towards Lingyun.

With a hiss, Feidian sped away without a word, leaving Lingyun behind.

"I'm so angry!"

Ling Yun cursed angrily. He had just suffered a serious injury, and Fei Dian had carried him all the way here. He didn't even have the energy to run anymore!

The bees surrounded Lingyun, and just as he was about to fight back, Xiaona shouted anxiously.

【Master, master, play dead!】

Ling Yun immediately held his breath and lay down. The swarm of bees froze in place, forming several layers around them, but none of them took the initiative to attack.

Before long, the door to a hidden cave nearby opened, and a stunningly beautiful woman dressed entirely in white slowly emerged.

The girl was draped in a thin white cloth, as if she were in a mist or smoke. She looked to be about twenty years old. Except for her black hair, her whole body was snow-white. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, but her skin lacked color and appeared unusually pale.

As soon as she came out, the swarm of bees naturally dispersed, revealing Ling Yun lying motionless on the ground.

"what?"