From Martial Arts Dungeon to Master of Martial Arts

"Greetings, Second Senior Brother." Mingliu looked at Zhao Fangxu and hurriedly clasped his hands in a respectful greeting.

"It's Junior Brother Ming. If you have some free time, come and sit at my banquet. You'll get to know quite a few people there." Zhao Fangxu said with a smile as he looked at Ming Liu.

"Second Senior Brother is trying to steal my person!" Miao Yin stepped forward with a hearty laugh and blocked Ming Liu's way.

Zhao Fangxu chuckled and said, "It's just a banquet, Junior Sister Miao is making a mountain out of a molehill. Anyone who wants to come is welcome."

"Senior brother has his banquet, and I have my little gathering. Junior brother Ming, would you like to join me for a small get-together with some others?" Miao Yin smiled and looked at Mu Sheng, asking, "So, which group would Junior brother Mu like to go to?"

After thinking for a moment, Mu Sheng said, "Comparatively speaking, I would prefer to go with Senior Brother Ming, but I also promised Second Senior Brother last time, so it is indeed time to go."

"In that case, we won't disturb you two any longer." Miao Yin said to Zhao Fangxu with a smile, but she didn't look at Mu Sheng anymore. Instead, she said to Ming Liu, "Junior brother, let's go."

"Yes, Senior Sister." Ming Liu followed behind Miao Yin, looking at her back with a puzzled expression. In fact, he didn't understand the tension between them at all.

Zhao Fangxu watched the two figures leave with a smile, and said to Mu Sheng, "Junior Brother's actions have probably offended Junior Sister Miao. It's not that I'm trying to sow discord, but Junior Sister Miao is a bit petty and might make things difficult for you."

"I have my own choices. I'll deal with whatever comes my way," Mu Sheng said calmly.

Now he needs to compete for a spot in the top five; if he continues to hide, there's no point in competing anymore.

"What a fine saying, 'When soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it,' hahaha." Zhao Fangxu said with a loud laugh, stepping forward and pulling on Mu Sheng's sleeve: "Today we'll drink until we drop, and there are quite a few important people at my banquet, perfect for Junior Brother Mu to get to know them."

"This is only because of what I promised last time, so there's no need for an introduction," Mu Sheng said, refusing.

Zhao Fangxu's smile remained unchanged as he said with a smile, "Then you'll have to drink a few more glasses of wine."

...

night.

Mu Sheng stood outside the main hall of Zhenyuan Temple, wearing a Taoist robe from the temple, with her hands behind her back, waiting quietly.

At this time of day, the gates of Zhenyuan Temple are already closed, and the worshippers have all left.

The streets were silent under the moonlight.

Soon, a luxurious carriage slowly approached from afar. The carriage curtain was opened, revealing Zhao Fangxu's face. He said to Mu Sheng, "Junior brother, have you been waiting long? I went back to settle my parents, which caused the delay. It was my fault."

"It's nothing, I just arrived recently," Mu Sheng said, clasping her hands in greeting.

"Quick, get in." Zhao Fangxu lifted the car door curtain and reached out his hand to Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Fangxu's hand, and got into the carriage. She sat to Zhao Fangxu's left, while a maid dressed in green sat quietly to his right.

Mu Sheng closed her eyes and waited quietly.

The maid rolled her eyes, but didn't say anything.

Zhao Fangxu instructed, "Set off for Xiaoyuchun Pavilion."

"Young master, please hold on tight," the coachman shouted immediately, followed by the crack of the whip.

"Giddy up!" The carriage slowly moved forward.

At this moment, Zhao Fangxu spoke up and asked, "Junior Brother, do you have any plans for the future?"

Mu Sheng opened her eyes, looked at Zhao Fangxu, and shook her head: "For now, we can only take it one step at a time."

Zhao Fangxu said with a smile, "Even so, practicing martial arts is quite costly."

"If you're asking about financial assistance, senior brother, we can discuss it," Mu Sheng said to Zhao Fangxu.

Last time, Zhao Fangxu provided financial assistance of five taels of silver per month. If he becomes an inner disciple, he will owe them a favor. If the Zhao family is in trouble in the future, he will need to lend a helping hand.

But there are no restrictions. As long as the debt of gratitude is repaid, it will be fine. It all depends on both parties.

If one cannot become an inner disciple, then one must join the Zhao family and serve as a guardian of their home.

At the time, he was not confident that he could become an inner disciple, nor was he willing to become a guard for the Zhao family. Not to mention, if he accepted the sponsorship, he would have to follow Zhao Fangxu's lead from then on.

But things are different now. With the selection of inner disciples imminent, there's no need to do anything extra.

He was already confident that he could enter the inner sect.

We can talk now.

"Junior brother, is this true?" Zhao Fangxu's eyes lit up. The little maid next to him pouted. Zhao Fangxu raised his hand and said, "Junior brother, wait a moment."

He raised his hand and slapped the maid across the face with a loud "smack!" His expressionless face said, "This is my junior brother. What do you mean by showing dissatisfaction time and time again?"

"Young Master?!" The little maid was stunned by the slap and looked at Zhao Fangxu helplessly.

Zhao Fangxu ignored him and said to Mu Sheng, "Junior brother, my maid is quite proud and arrogant. I wonder if you are interested? Her face and figure are both excellent. If you want her, I will give her to you. I haven't touched her. If you don't like her, I will sell her off to prevent her from disrespecting my sect."

"Young master! I was wrong!!" The maid hurriedly knelt down, her head thumping loudly. "Spare me!"

Mu Sheng merely glanced at her and said, "This is Senior Brother's person. How to deal with her is up to Senior Brother. I have no interest in it. I'm just advising Senior Brother not to go too far. She is a person, not an object."

He didn't care about the other party's attitude.

Zhao Fangxu smiled and said, "I didn't expect my junior brother to be such a kind person."

He turned to the maid and shouted sternly, "Why aren't you thanking my junior brother?"

"Thank you, sir." The maid hurriedly kowtowed to Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng simply closed her eyes and ignored her, but said, "I can accept your sponsorship, but please waive the money."

"What does Junior Brother want?" Zhao Fangxu asked, frowning slightly.

"A martial arts manual will do, no matter the level, as long as it's a martial arts manual, it's fine," Mu Sheng stated her purpose.

Although his strength had already reached a bottleneck, there was still room for improvement, which naturally came from martial arts manuals.

"Martial arts manuals, if there are no restrictions on their quality," Zhao Fangxu laughed again and said, "that's easy. My Zhao family does have some martial arts manuals."

"Then thank you very much, Senior Brother. If I become an inner disciple, I will help the Zhao family in the future. If I fail, I will naturally join the Zhao family." Mu Sheng opened his eyes and clasped his hands in thanks.

"Of course, of course!" Zhao Fangxu's smile widened.

It's not easy to become an inner disciple, and even he wasn't that confident. In other words, Mu Sheng would definitely become a bodyguard for the Zhao family.

"Young master, we've arrived." The coachman's voice rang out.

Zhao Fangxu raised his hand and said, "Perfect, let my junior brother meet the people in this city."