Villains: Starting with the Landlady

Although AI has completely dismantled the game records compiled by predecessors, essentially starting from scratch, and Go players have begun memorizing AI game records, making Go matches tedious and boring, it has also brought about a revolutionary upheaval. Previously considered brilliant moves have become superfluous, with players simply copying AI's moves and engaging in a pure competition of computational power.

Su Xinghe played slower and slower until the very end. Looking at the chessboard, which was now completely showing signs of defeat, he smiled with relief and broke his vow.

"Congratulations, young master, you've won!"

The crowd was in an uproar. They never expected that the Zhenlong Chess Game, which had plagued the martial arts world for many years, would be solved by such a young man. Moreover, they never expected that Su Xinghe could actually speak!

Ling Yun calmly stood up and bowed to everyone: "I am Murong Fu from Gusu. Thank you all for watching. However, I have something else to ask you all not to participate."

Many martial arts practitioners then realized that this young man was none other than the legendary Murong Fu, which explained his exceptional talent.

Everyone returned his polite greetings, but they didn't know what he was up to.

"Mr. Congbian, I've heard that Ding Chunqiu is a traitor to your sect?"

“Yes, Young Master Murong.” Su Xinghe glared at Ding Chunqiu. “It can be said that the biggest regret of my life is that I cannot personally kill this enemy!”

"Then let Murong clean up the mess for you, sir!"

Ling Yun drew his Golden Serpent Sword, its brilliant light shining brightly in the sunlight, causing everyone to retreat dozens of meters, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.

The Shaolin monks immediately dispersed, and Xu Zhu remained silent, standing quietly at the back.

[Congratulations, Master, for intercepting the opportunity from "Protagonist" Xu Zhu! Because this opportunity is extremely significant, Xu Zhu's luck value has been reduced to zero!]

[The master has successfully plundered the 15th "protagonist," and the reward "Turning Stone into Gold" has been upgraded to the highest level. This allows the master to enchant weapons with "Arcane Arts," increasing weapon toughness, armor penetration, and enhancement attributes for one hour!]

Ling Yun ran his hand across the Golden Serpent Sword, and the golden light on it seemed to shine even brighter.

He pointed his sword at Ding Chunqiu and said coldly, "Ding Chunqiu, today I must rid the martial world of this scourge."

"Huh, just you?"

Ding Chunqiu squinted and shook his goose feather fan, seemingly not taking Ling Yun seriously.

Meanwhile, his disciples who had come with him began to mock Ling Yun, hurling all sorts of vile and offensive insults at him. Bao Butong, the master of verbal abuse, was worth ten of them, and he started shouting and cursing back at the other side.

The young man moved with lightning speed, his figure blurring as he charged towards Ding Chunqiu. His agility astonished both Ding Chunqiu and Su Xinghe, for they saw glimpses of the Lingbo Weibu technique within it!

Ding Chunqiu was surprised by Ling Yun's strength and immediately sprinkled out the poison powder he had prepared.

"Son!"

Azhu cried out in panic, unable to bear the sight of Lingyun's condition after being hit.

But he was, after all, Murong Fu. If he needed help in a one-on-one duel, his reputation would plummet. This was why Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e didn't intervene.

Ling Yun completely ignored the powder, and the Golden Snake Sword traced a mysterious trajectory, piercing towards Ding Chunqiu's throat!

Ding Chunqiu did not expect that his poison powder would be ineffective. By the time he tried to retreat, it was too late. The goose feather fan was shattered to pieces by the Golden Snake Sword.

He narrowly avoided the attack, and just as he was about to turn around and retreat, he saw Ling Yun extend his index finger at him.

A sword aura shot out and pierced through his chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The Six Meridians Divine Sword?!"

Ding Chunqiu naturally knew the power of this martial art, but he didn't expect Murong Fu to know this move. He pushed out with a palm, and Ling Yun met him head-on. The young man's figure was steady, while Ding Chunqiu was forced to take three steps back.

The corpse poison he had been eagerly awaiting seemed to have no effect on Ling Yun; this person's super high poison resistance rendered most of his martial arts ineffective.

However, he also has a technique called the Dissolving Power Technique, which is actually a youth version of the Northern Darkness Divine Art. Ding Chunqiu did not learn the complete manual and could not absorb other people's internal energy for his own use, so he could only dissolve it into nothingness.

The two fought and retreated, soon reaching a deserted forest.

Su Xinghe was concerned about Ling Yun's safety. He first had his disciples, the Eight Friends of Hangu, dismiss the crowd and then led Bao Butong and others to search for Ling Yun.

When Ding Chunqiu's disciples saw that their master was no match for him, they all fled down the mountain and disappeared without a trace.

Deep in the woods, Ding Chunqiu seized an opportunity, grabbed Ling Yun's arms with both hands, and then used the Dissolving Power Technique.

"Hahaha, no matter how good your martial arts are, you'll be turned into a dried-up corpse by my Dissolving Power Technique!"

"is it?"

The young man looked mocking, and then Ding Chunqiu sensed something was wrong, because his internal energy was being continuously absorbed by the young man!

"No, how is this possible?"

"How is that impossible? What you're using is just a defective version of the Northern Darkness Divine Art. How can it compare to the original!"

"The Northern Darkness Divine Skill?" Ding Chunqiu was caught between a rock and a hard place, and could only watch helplessly as he gradually withered away. "No, how could that old hag possibly teach you this kind of martial art ahead of time!"

"Old witch?"

Ling Yun didn't understand his meaning, but Ding Chunqiu already knew he was going to die, so he directly detonated his dantian, turning it into countless poisonous mists that enveloped the area.

This move surprised Ling Yun. After the poisonous mist came into contact with the trees and flowers, the plants withered and even the soil turned purplish-black. It was likely that no plants could grow here for a long time.

Ling Yun's clothes were also somewhat corroded. He changed into a robe from his spatial ring and walked out, only to see several people who had come looking for him.

"Young master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but I didn't expect Ding Chunqiu to self-destruct before he died."

After seeing the colors on the ground, Su Xinghe understood the situation and cupped his hands in greeting to Ling Yun: "Young Master Murong, since you have passed the test of the chess game and killed the traitor of the sect, please come inside with me!"

Ling Yun gave the others a reassuring look and followed Su Xinghe to the front of the house.

"Please come in, young master. I won't follow you."

Ling Yun nodded and went inside. Upon entering the inner room, he suddenly saw a very familiar-looking beautiful woman in palace attire, sitting cross-legged in mid-air.

Upon hearing him enter, the beautiful woman opened her eyes, and the moment she saw him, her eyes seemed to gleam!

Name: Wu Yazi

Age: 93, ☆

[Value: 172, E]

[Rating: 96]

Combat Strength: C (S-)

[Affection: Falling in Love (Beautiful and Friendly Attraction Up+)]

Chapter 242 Passing on the Kung Fu

Ling Yun suddenly realized that the beautiful jade statue of the woman he saw in Langhuan Paradise was actually Wu Yazi's own!

The Wuyazi of this world is actually a woman?!

Moreover, although she is almost 100 years old, she looks like she is only in her thirties or forties, and her figure is extremely well maintained.

"What's your name?"

Wu Yazi's beautiful eyes were fixed on Ling Yun, seemingly extremely satisfied with his appearance. Those eyes, filled with a mysterious charm, seemed to see through Ling Yun's clothes, reaching all the way to his strong physique.

"I am Murong Fu, and I greet Senior Wuyazi."

"You know me?" Wu Yazi was greatly surprised.

Although the room was dimly lit, Ling Yun still managed to see through her illusions and discover the secret of her levitating in mid-air. It was actually just a few hidden steel wires and thin lines. However, the fact that she could sit steadily on them, even in a near-paralyzed state, solely by these few ropes, also demonstrated the solidity of her basic skills.

"Murong once saw the senior's jade statue in Langhuan Paradise. After extensive research, he also figured out the senior's true identity... In addition, the traitor Ding Chunqiu was also killed by me."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wu Yazi uttered several "good"s in succession, and the knot in his heart seemed to slowly dissipate.

"Come here, come up to me."

She beckoned to Ling Yun, who walked up to her, and Wu Yazi instantly grabbed the top of his head with her jade-like hand.

Ling Yun's [Danger Warning] failed to work, indicating that she was not planning to attack him, but rather intended to pass on her skills as in the original story.

"Relax your mind and wait for me to dissipate your original internal energy... Huh, you've already mastered the Northern Darkness Divine Art?"

“Yes,” Ling Yun replied.

"That's wonderful! Although your current internal energy differs somewhat from the original Northern Darkness Divine Art, it seems to be even more profound. Alright, then I will directly impart these seventy years of internal energy to you!"

After he finished speaking, a powerful surge of internal energy quickly entered Ling Yun's body, continuously strengthening his power.

Why did Wu Yazi, at 93 years old, still only have 70 years of internal energy despite having cultivated the Beiming Divine Art?

In reality, the Northern Darkness Divine Art in this world is not as magical as many people think. It can only absorb internal energy, but not internal energy value.

In short, it's like absorbing someone else's mana to replenish your own, but the other person's maximum mana won't decrease as a result; any lost mana can be replenished—unless you absorb it all at once. The mana you absorb is gone once it's used up; absorbing someone else's mana won't increase your maximum mana.

Therefore, it is reasonable that Wu Yazi's skill was only retained for seventy years after the many years he was paralyzed.

Otherwise, Ling Yun could simply absorb the entire martial arts world and ascend to godhood directly, right? If the Northern Darkness Divine Art truly possessed such power, Wu Yazi wouldn't have been crippled by Ding Chunqiu's sneak attack!

However, Wu Yazi's transfer of power directly gave away his own mana bar, resulting in the loss of all his martial arts skills and his untimely death.

After a while, Wu Yazi's aura also weakened, and his strength dropped to F-, leaving him with little vitality.

[Congratulations, Master, on receiving Wu Yazi's power transfer! Your "All-Encompassing Ocean" skill has been upgraded to the pinnacle realm, and your strength has broken through to S-rank! Because this is your first time receiving a power transfer, you have achieved the "Beauty's Request" achievement, and are rewarded with the healing effect of milk!]

After becoming an S-level expert, Ling Yun has the strength to face all enemies in this world head-on. Even if those four overpowered guys come at him together, he will not be afraid at all!

"Murong Fu, I have passed on all my life's skills to you. This is the token of our Xiaoyao Sect's leader, also known as the Seven Treasures Ring. Wear it, and you will be the new leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. The future hope of the Xiaoyao Sect rests on your shoulders..."

Wu Yazi's body went limp and he fell off the thin rope. Ling Yun immediately caught him in his arms.

Wu Yazi reluctantly reached out and touched Ling Yun's cheek, a fleeting, radiant smile on his face: "If I were decades younger, I would definitely be there to watch the Xiaoyao Sect grow stronger with you. What a pity..."

“Senior.” Ling Yun placed her on the straw on the ground and, under Wu Yazi’s angry and ashamed gaze, undressed her. “I have another way that might save your life!”

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The members of the Xiaoyao Sect and Murong Fu's retainers were getting impatient at the door. Feng Bo'e also suppressed his itchy urge to fight and paced back and forth anxiously.

"Mr. Congbian, why hasn't our young master come out yet after going in for so long?"

"Don't worry, this matter cannot be resolved in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn." Su Xinghe guessed his master's possible fate and sighed inwardly.

"Fourth Brother Feng, please stop spinning it, it's making my eyes blurry!" A'Zhu complained.

"I... Oh dear, I was just so anxious! I finally got to see the young master, if something happened, my brother would kill me when we got back!"

"Who dares to curse you, Brother Feng?"

A young man's laughter came from inside the house, and then Ling Yun walked out hand in hand with a beautiful woman in palace attire.

Azhu and Abi looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the beautiful woman was about thirty years old. She had a pleasant fragrance on her body, her steps were slow but had a unique charm, and she had a smile on her face. Her eyes were full of love and admiration when she looked at Lingyun.

"Master!"

Su Xinghe was stunned. For so many years, he had been responsible for taking care of his master. In order to avoid suspicion, he would go down the mountain to find maids to serve and massage him to ensure that his legs would not atrophy. He also cut off the root of his troubles.

However, Wu Yazi was ultimately crippled, so how could he walk upright now?

"Xinghe, I have now lost my martial arts skills and feel that I no longer have the strength to become the sect leader. This young master Murong will be the next sect leader!"

Wu Yazi was still not quite used to walking, but fortunately Ling Yun was always supporting her. The two were unusually intimate, which made the two maids a little jealous.

"Yes, we pay our respects to the sect leader!"

Su Xinghe led the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass to kneel before Ling Yun. Although Ling Yun immediately told them to rise, the four from Suzhou were genuinely happy for Ling Yun. After all, the young master's restoration project still needed more soldiers and men!

Although the Free and Unfettered Sect may seem to be of average strength, it is still a force to be reckoned with.

"Brother Bao, please take the members of the Xiaoyao Sect back to Suzhou for a while."

"Young master, aren't you coming with us?"

"I might have some things to attend to, and besides, my horse runs incredibly fast, so I might even arrive in Suzhou before you!"

The four understood that Ling Yun had been preparing for the restoration of his kingdom, so they didn't say much to avoid hindering him. They then led the reluctant Su Xinghe and the others back first.

Seeing that the place was empty again, Ling Yun put his arm around Wu Yazi and said with a smile, "Senior Wu Yazi, how about we practice some more?"

Wu Yazi's cheeks flushed pink, revealing a hint of girlish shyness: "It's...it's perfectly fine."

Chapter 243 The Competition at Songhelou

After the two fought again inside the house, Wu Yazi felt that his strength had returned to C-level.