From Martial Arts Dungeon to Master of Martial Arts

Blood covered the ground.

The bodies were piled up together.

The masked leader slumped to the ground, a bloody palm print appearing on his chest.

"I didn't expect that despite our efforts to intercept him, he still managed to escape." The leisurely old man was the only relaxed person present.

"Wang Huaiyi is just a nobody in the capital. After all, Changshu isn't a major city. As long as he dies quietly, we'll have time to deal with other things. But if we let him escape back, the next time he comes, we won't be able to handle him." One of the lean men said in a deep voice, "We must find him."

The burly man said in a deep voice, "This matter has nothing to do with us. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been involved."

The woman next to him didn't say anything, but she also glared at the man with resentment.

"Say less," the leader said in a deep voice. "In this situation, if the imperial court confirms what we've done, the entire city will be wiped out, and no one will escape."

The old man looked at the lean man and chuckled, saying, "If your family had truly succeeded, you wouldn't have been afraid of the imperial court at all. But unfortunately, you failed."

These words turned the man's face ashen.

The man in the lead also glanced at him.

"After this matter is over, your Shangguan family will cease to exist. You may disperse."

The lean man took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you all. It was my Shangguan family's fault. I apologize for my family's treasures from previous years. After this matter is over, the Shangguan family will disperse."

The others, however, were unimpressed. If it weren't for the actions of the Shangguan family, they wouldn't be in this predicament, since they couldn't escape this situation now.

The imperial court is weak, but dealing with them is still not a problem.

"Now, disguise this place as a demon attack. Once we find Wang Huaiyi, we can bring him back and dump him here. That should be enough to deal with the situation," the leader ordered in a deep voice.

...

In a private residence within the inner city of Changshu.

Mu Sheng was unsettled, not because of yesterday's dungeon, since she had ultimately fallen to that brown bear who knew martial arts.

He was thinking about that martial art that required the blood of demons.

"What are you thinking about?" Chen Baisheng walked over, while two constables were carrying the body away on a stretcher.

A murder occurred in this house; all the money in the house was stolen, and everyone inside was killed.

Mu Sheng snapped out of her reverie and asked, "Do you know how to get demon blood?"

"The three major martial arts sects collect demon blood, since some martial arts pills require demon blood, and they even have demon flesh. The government also has some, but we can't exchange it." Chen Baisheng looked at him curiously and reminded him, "You can't use that stuff carelessly without special techniques. One wrong move and you'll turn yourself into a demon."

"I just found the Hundred Food Pills from Zhenyuan Temple quite useful, so I wanted to make some myself," Mu Sheng casually offered as an excuse.

"Then forget about it. Although demon blood can be used to make various pills, the demonic nature within it needs to be removed using special methods. It's said that it's not too difficult, but we can't obtain it."

Chen Baisheng sighed. After all, that's just how people like them are.

He looked at the house where people had died and said.

"Let's go, we can't just abandon this case, we need to investigate it."

After all, it was a case in the inner city, and such things happen from time to time. Even in the inner city, there are always people who kill and rob for money.

He and Chen Baisheng investigated until nightfall and quickly identified the person, who turned out to be just an ordinary person who had committed the burglary out of sheer audacity.

"The consumption in the inner city is too high, but there are still demons causing trouble in the outer city. I really have no choice. I have a large family to support. Officers, please spare me."

The escorted criminal cried bitterly, and someone rubbed their fingers together. It was clear that such a thing could be done as long as the deceased didn't have any powerful backers, as long as money was given.

Unfortunately, the perpetrator didn't understand at all.

"Take him away!" Back at the yamen, several constables took the man away immediately.

"If they're willing to go bankrupt and offer us benefits, we'll release them immediately." Chen Baisheng shook his head; he had become a seasoned veteran among these constables.

"Yes, it's that simple." Mu Sheng's expression was gloomy.

After finishing his shift at the yamen, Mu Sheng headed towards Zhenyuan Temple, looking exhausted.

The case occupied most of the day. On the way to the north of the city, I saw a beggar lying on the side of the street, covered in dirt and even smelling foul.

He originally intended to leave immediately, but then he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest.

He hid the rag in his chest. He originally intended to destroy it, but the rag was strangely impervious to water, fire, and weapons.

Although he didn't know the exact principle behind it, this thing was a superior inner armor for him.

But then he suddenly developed a fever. He glanced at the filthy beggar and saw the wrinkles on his face. He realized the beggar was an old man who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed as if he were resting.

Mu Sheng immediately turned and left.

Anyone who could elicit a reaction from something resembling a demon must be no good, and he didn't want to get involved.

What if it's a demon? Demons can also disguise themselves as humans.

If one demon can sneak in, a second one might just sneak in too.

He quickly returned to his room at Zhenyuan Temple and began another dungeon adventure.

The next day, it was time for morning class.

Everyone gathered in the main hall.

Jingyu, who had disappeared, reappeared before the disciples. He stood there leisurely, as if he didn't care about anything, and smiled as he looked at everyone and said, "These days, the abbot and the three of us have been capturing demons. The abbot and Deacon Yiyu were injured and are currently recuperating. During this period, I will lead your morning lessons."

Mu Sheng's heart skipped a beat. Yang Xing had appeared in his room, also injured. Could it be related to these two people?

His mind raced.

Jing Yu's expression turned solemn, and he said to everyone, "The matter of demons will be handled by the abbot, but a thief has come to the city today. He appears to be an old man. If you encounter him, please come here to report immediately."

"This person is raising demons and is wanted throughout Changshu. You also hold many positions outside the temple, so be careful not to arouse his suspicion. That thief is quite powerful, so come back to the temple to find me as soon as possible."

"We understand," the crowd responded.

"Let's continue with the morning class." Jing Yu then regained her smiling expression.

As the chanting of Taoist scriptures resounded throughout the hall, the smoke inside grew thicker.

After the morning classes ended.

Jingyu called out to Musheng.

"Mu Sheng, please stay for a moment."

Mu Sheng paused.