Starting from Tianlong, Wudu Tianxia

The next morning, Gao Yuan was doing his morning exercise in the courtyard, and Mu Wufu was waiting on one side of the courtyard as usual, his back straight, just like an old pine tree.

Gao Yuan glanced at him sideways, his expression unchanged, and continued punching and kicking.

Lao Mu! Lao Mu!

He's a temple master, after all. When I wasn't around, he was so busy he didn't have a moment to spare. But now that I'm back, he's just like before, always sticking to me and hanging around me.

The agreement was formally called "reporting when there is something to report," or "speaking and waiting for orders."

Mu Wufu was extremely respectful and never delayed in fulfilling his orders, but Gao Yuan was no fool. He could easily see that this was Sikong Xuan's "soft surveillance" of him.

Especially since he disappeared for five days, Sikong Xuan became somewhat insecure, and probably gave Lao Mu a good "lecture" last night!

Fortunately, I didn't mind, and I was happy that the old shepherd was sticking to me like a leech.

He was quite content to have gotten a free errand boy job.

"Brother Mu, tell me, what is it now?" Gao Yuan finished his breathing and slowly exhaled.

Mu Wufu hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to greet him.

"Reporting to the leader, it's nothing major, just one thing. In five days, it will be the sword-fighting competition between the East and West sects of the Boundless Sword Sect, which takes five years. They sent us an invitation yesterday, asking the old leader to attend the ceremony."

Gao Yuan raised an eyebrow. Logically speaking, Wuliang and Shennong Gang had never had any connection, and even had some minor conflicts. Why did they suddenly send an invitation to Sikong Xuan?

Mu Wufu hurriedly explained:

"The number of posts from the Wuliang Sword Sect this time far exceeds that of the past, even some unrelated sects have received posts."

"There are rumors that they have obtained the sword techniques left by the previous sect leader and want to use the sword competition to show off their superb skills in front of all the martial arts people and consolidate the Sword Sect's position in the Dali martial arts world."

Gao Yuan was somewhat bewildered, as there was no record of this in the original work!

"What does the old gang leader mean?"

"The old leader has agreed and sent his subordinates to ask for your opinion, to see if you would be interested in attending the ceremony together."

"I'm not interested. You can accompany the old gang leader then."

He didn't care about the affairs of the Wuliang Sword Sect. Sikong Xuan wanted to go, so he asked Wu Mufu to ask for his opinion, which was clearly ill-intentioned.

He simply didn't want to see the Wuliang Sword Sect in the limelight, fearing he couldn't control Zuo Zimu. Seeing Zuo Zimu's youthful vigor, he thought that if Zuo Zimu went to attend the ceremony, he might just ruin their good deed.

"yes!"

Mu Wufu was taken aback. He hadn't expected Gao Yuan to refuse without hesitation, unlike his peers who usually enjoyed joining in the fun.

"By the way," Gao Yuan changed the subject, "has there been any new news in the martial arts world these days?"

He was so engrossed in practicing martial arts that he lost all sense of hearing and smell, but he often sought advice from Mu Wufu.

Mu Wufu looked thoughtful.

"Chief, there are indeed a few. One is that someone found eighteen corpses of bandits from Jufeng Mountain around Qingshiyan yesterday, including their leader Kong Yanhua, the Heart-Piercing Palm, and their third leader Yu Renliu."

"It is said that most of them died from swordsmanship. According to the owner of the tea shop in Qinghe Ridge, he was a young swordsman. This matter has attracted the attention of the martial arts practitioners in Kainan Prefecture."

Gao Yuan grunted in agreement, not intending to admit to the matter.

Now almost no one knows he knows swordsmanship; no fool in the martial arts world would reveal their own hidden techniques on their own.

Oops!

Thinking back to the actions of the Wuliang Sword Sect, he shook his head again. Aside from the Wuliang Sword Sect, the Left Sect Leader seemed somewhat "abstract."

After speaking, Mu Wufu took the opportunity to steal a glance at Gao Yuan.

According to the owner of the tea shop in Qingheling, the young swordsman was also exceptionally handsome. If Sikong Xuan hadn't known that Gao Yuan couldn't wield a sword at all, he probably would have suspected the deputy leader long ago.

"Any other news?" Gao Yuan pressed.

Seeing his question, Mu Wufu collected his thoughts and continued, "The second piece of news is related to you, Chief."

"Um?"

Gao Yuan's eyelids twitched. He thought to himself that no one knew he had fallen flat on his face at Sword Lake.

Mu Wufu pondered for a moment before speaking, "According to news from the Jianghu of Song, the Fire Worshiping Sect knows that you killed Nine Wings and has already sent out search parties to inquire about your whereabouts."

At this point, Mu Wufu also had a headache. Fortunately, only the old gang leader and a few incense masters who were present at the time knew about the vice gang leader's identity.

The old gang leader had given them a strict order: they were not to reveal the identity of the deputy gang leader.

The distance between Dali Kingdom and Song territory is far. Although the Zoroastrian Church and Penglai are not far from Dali and will not send a large number of people, the deputy leader is not an ordinary person. Even if he only sends a few highly skilled people, Shennong Gang will probably have a hard time dealing with them.

To say nothing of the distant past, Yan Beifeng of the Zoroastrian sect and Ling Xuzi, the head of the Penglai sect, both have the illustrious reputation of "never having been defeated since they began learning martial arts." Even though one is elusive and the other resides in the mysterious Divine Mountain, who in the martial arts world wouldn't be intimidated by their names?

The old gang leader said he wasn't afraid, but he was actually very nervous inside.

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuan's expression relaxed somewhat. As long as nothing that would damage his image was exposed, everything was fine.

Immediately afterwards, he cursed under his breath.

"Damn it..."

Although it is said that having a lot of debt makes one less worried, and having a lot of lice makes one less itchy.

But the Zoroastrian Church and Penglai have always treated him like a pushover, and once he finds his maternal grandmother to rely on, he'll eventually demand some "tape" from both families.

"The last piece of news also came from Song Jing," Mu Wufu said with a hint of admiration. "Chief, this is quite a moment of fame!"

"The news of your raid on Penglai, the slaying of Jiu Yi, the destruction of Tianyi, and your escape from Du Lingzi has spread throughout the entire Yongxing Military Road martial arts world!"

Gao Yuan was speechless. In the martial arts world, rumors spread like wildfire, and the stories got exaggerated. He did do the things mentioned earlier, but when did he ever clash with Du Lingzi?

You know, when he was in the capital, people were trying to avoid that old geezer like the plague.

Mu Wufu glanced at Gao Yuan's expression and added:

"Some say you killed the Nine Wings of the Demonic Path, ridding the martial world of a scourge, while others say you are ruthless and quick to exterminate entire families, unlike those of a righteous person."

Gao Yuan raised an eyebrow, completely unconcerned.

It doesn't matter whether it's the right path or not. As long as he has the same domineering martial prowess as Wu Yazi, great scholars will naturally come to debate the classics for him.

"That's about all the news."

"Okay, Brother Mu, if there's any new information, please keep an eye out for me. Thanks!"

"You flatter me, Boss. It's just my duty."

After saying that, Mu Wufu was about to leave the courtyard.

"etc!"

"Yes, what are your orders, Chief?" Old Mu looked up and waited solemnly for Gao Yuan's instructions, only to see the Deputy Chief reveal a meaningful smile.

"Brother Mu, does our Shennong Clan have any female disciples?"

"What do you want, Master?" Mu Wufu showed an expression of instant understanding, his eyes brightening.

But Gao Yuan looked at him and rolled his eyes: "Brother Mu, I'm still young, so don't think such nonsense."

"My younger sister wants to learn martial arts and would like you to find a female disciple to teach her the basics of recognizing meridians and acupoints."

It wasn't that Gao Yuan was unwilling to teach personally, but Chang Ying didn't know many characters these days, and both of them struggled when he explained those complex meridian diagrams.

It would be better to find a knowledgeable female disciple to teach some basic knowledge; that would save us a lot of trouble.

Old Mu got this job for free, so we should make the most of him!

"Brother Mu, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but a real man shouldn't have such wild thoughts. If your wife finds out, you'll be in big trouble!"

Mu Wufu's ambiguous expression froze instantly: "...!"