The Turmoil in the Small Town Begins

After Yu Tunzhou had filled his stomach, seeing that Senior Lu had not yet returned, he picked up his fish basket and went down the mountain.

He walked upstream along the riverbank for a while and finally saw the Dragon Fish. Taking advantage of the fish's inattention, he jumped into the river and began to stage an accident.

These fish have become quite clever now. Once he fries the fish, Dragon Fish won't gather in this section of the river for a while, and he'll have to continue searching for other schools of fish along the river.

This was repeated three times until the fish basket was full, and his clothes were soaked.

The ease with which it was obtained made Yu Tunzhou shake his head, wondering what kind of hardship he had endured for the past three years.

Having caught enough fish, he glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then absorbed another wave of Water Fortune Profound Qi.

The Water Fortune Profound Qi surged into the Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth along the route of the Great Spirit Courtyard. The Little Black, which had originally sunk to the bottom of the sea, slowly floated up. Ignoring its round belly, it opened its mouth and swallowed a mouthful of Water Fortune Profound Qi. Not only did it not feel any discomfort, but it also looked quite content.

It's like Martial Fortune is too dry, you need to drink some water to moisten your throat.

Once it had swallowed all the nearby waterways, the Yu Tunzhou finally departed, satisfied.

Long after he left, not a single Dragon Fish could be seen in this section of the river.

Until a slender figure appeared on the riverbank.

Liu Zhizhou glanced at the riverbank, then suddenly glared fiercely at the downstream side of the river.

That despicable woman!

How dare they sneak into her territory while she was away, steal her water transport, and drive away the Dragon Fish she had attracted!

Liu Zhizhou gritted his teeth and said, "They dare to bully me like this just because they found Yu Tunzhou as their backer. They truly are worthy of being called lowly bastards from the South Sea. This kind of dog-like behavior of relying on its master's power is truly inherited from their lineage!"

"Ao Xiyu, you just wait!"

In a small town, under a locust tree, in front of a fortune-telling stall.

Mo Shougui frowned, looking at his colleague across from him.

Rather than deliberately setting up a stall to antagonize him, the man was more likely keeping a close eye on him.

The atmosphere in the town has been somewhat eerie lately.

In each Dao Competition, besides the disciples and scions of various families, there are also some spots reserved for people like him who come not for Martial Fortune, but for their own schemes, including many who are after the legendary [Book of Changes].

These people either had connections with various families or had paid a high price to buy a spot from a particular family.

For each family and clan, the benefits of Luofu Grotto-Heaven are not limited to Martial Fortune; some spots are sold at extremely high prices.

But this time----

Something's off!

In his observation, many people like him had an alarmingly low profile, quietly staying in their respective positions and never doing anything to attract attention.

The most outrageous thing is that not a single one of these guys even tried to win over Yu Tunzhou!

In the current Luofu Grotto-Heaven, Yu Tunzhou is already an exceptionally powerful being, a future immortal Immortal Seed that is clearly visible to the naked eye, and he has no background or lineage whatsoever!

Even though Lu Huaiqing had joined the Luo River Jiang Clan ninety years ago, various factions within the cave still vied to extend olive branches to him.

But this time, none of these people made a move on the Yu Tunzhou.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Even the households in the town kept asking him to pass on messages to Yu Tunzhou, with each offer more generous than the last.

Are all these people blind?

All these unusual occurrences made Mo Shougui increasingly uneasy.

He squinted at the kind-looking old man opposite him, preparing to have his fortune told.

But as soon as he began to cast a divination, the other side cast one as well, with a very targeted approach, clearly intending to disrupt the heavenly secrets and interfere with his calculations.

He gritted his teeth inwardly; this was giving him absolutely no chance to cast a divination, so he had no choice but to stop.

As soon as he stopped, the old man slowly put away the divination.

Facing Mo Shougui's cold and angry gaze, the old man smiled, his face kind, showing no trace of the deliberate obstruction and disruption he had just been causing.

Mo Shougui snorted coldly. Did they really think he was soft-hearted and easy to bully?

The old man seemed to understand his thoughts, smiled slightly, and his eyes clearly said: What can you do to this old man?

Mo Shougui suddenly stood up, looking aggressive, and shouted, "I'm reporting someone here operating without a license!"

The old man was initially startled, thinking this guy was going to attack him, an old man, and now he was even more astonished, looking at him like he was a fool.

But soon, the old man's smile faded.

A figure descended from the sky, shouting, "Where are you? Who dares to operate without Old Mo permission!"

Mo Shougui pointed and said without hesitation, "It's him!"

"Guardian Mo, this man sets up a fortune-telling stall without the license you gave him; he's practically showing you no respect!"

After saying that, he deliberately placed a fish scale from his stall in the most conspicuous place, standing tall and proud, ready to withstand the organization's test.

Old Mo's expression turned serious. "Old man, is it you who isn't following my rules?"

The old man frowned, looked at the town keeper before him, cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "I do not wish to be your enemy, please do not make things difficult for me."

Mo Shougui: "Guardian Mo established these rules for the safety of the town. Now you refuse to abide by them. Are you deliberately going against him, or are you deliberately going against the town?"

Old Mo nodded repeatedly. Although this Little Mo was a bit wicked, and his bad intentions were written all over his face, his reasoning was sound.

Even if the Laozi came today, that's still the same principle!

The old Daoist priest was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "May I ask, sir, how can I obtain a license from you?"

This Mo Shougui, he said with feigned kindness, "It's simple. Go to the fishing boat and report your name, age, gender, background, and purpose—nothing can be hidden. Our Guardian Mo Guardian's experience in the martial world is top-notch! Don't think you can get away with it!"

Old Mo's eyes showed appreciation; no wonder he was a member of the same family.

Lately, he's been thinking that he's lived in this small town for thirty years, yet people have always lacked the respect he deserves. It's very likely that they just need a lackey.

The old man frowned deeply; he didn't want to confront this unidentified town keeper.

Especially not long ago, Lu Huaiqing specifically reminded all of them not to provoke the town's guardian.

For Lu Huaiqing to say "absolutely not," you can imagine how troublesome this person is!

Thinking of this, the old man stood up casually. "Then this old Daoist won't bother with the decorations, just taking a stroll will do, right?"

Old Mo chuckled, "Oh dear, he's got something to hide. Looks like we'll have to keep a closer eye on him from now on."

Mo Shougui watched the old Daoist priest walk away with his hands behind his back, and sneered inwardly. Fight him?

His greatest asset in life, Mo, is his extensive network of connections. Does he really think his reputation as "Mo Hanren" is just empty boasting?

"Little Mo, what's the background of this old Daoist priest?" Old Mo turned around and asked seriously.

Mo Shougui replied, "I don't know. A while ago, a stall suddenly set up across from me and they've been watching me every day. I feel like these people are up to something!"

Old Mo seemed to be deep in thought.

The town has been unusually quiet lately; it's strange that no one's causing trouble.

After Old Mo left.

Seeing that no one was holding him back, Mo Shougui began casting a divination.

But soon, he frowned. The old man had left. Was he still deliberately disrupting the secrets of heaven?

Ha, the more you try to stop me from seeing, the more I want to see it clearly!

Beyond the grotto.

A strange bird with a white head and black feathers flew over the valley and slowly descended.

The valley was lush and green, seemingly full of life, but it was eerily silent, without even a chirp of an insect, like a dead land.

The strange bird eventually landed on a man's arm.

The man fed the strange bird a pill, and it proudly raised its head and sang a long, contented cry, only to be gently tapped on the head by the man. "Quiet."

The white-headed bird immediately fell silent, its eyes darting back and forth, displaying remarkable intelligence.

"Have you found the entrance to the cave?" the man asked.

The white-headed strange bird shook its head.

"Then why are you slacking off? Get back to work." The man flicked his arm, about to release the white-headed monster bird.

Unexpectedly, the white-headed bird spread its wings, and a piece of paper fell down, which the man caught.

He unfolded it and his gaze suddenly sharpened. He turned around and quickly stepped into a small, independent space.

This small space was not large, only the size of a single room, but it was enough to conceal one's presence and aura. Several figures sat cross-legged inside, their auras concealed and not leaking out in the slightest, appearing no different from ordinary people.

One of them looked up, frowned, and said, "Liu Qiandao, Lu Huaiqing hasn't come out yet? According to the agreement, he should be here today."

The man named Liu Qiandao held up the note in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Brother Lu said that something unexpected has happened in the cave, and the operation has been postponed to the end of next month."

Several people frowned, and the one who had spoken earlier said in a deep voice, "Delay could lead to unforeseen changes. Do we really have to postpone it for a month?"

"Brother Luo, please calm down," Liu Qiandao said slowly. "That person from the Supreme Purity Dharma Lineage hasn't left yet. That person is quite powerful and of noble status. Surely none of you want to be hunted down to death by the Supreme Purity Lineage after this matter is settled?"

The crowd fell silent. The domineering nature of the Supreme Purity Lineage was unique within the Daoist School, which emphasized tranquility and non-action.

And that person's grudge-holding ability is unique among the Supreme Purity Lineage.

Both factors combined mean they really don't want to mess with this person.

"This matter should not be rushed," Liu Qiandao said. "The Daoist contest has only been going on for less than two months. If we postpone it for another month, it will only be three months. We still have plenty of time."

The others exchanged glances and said in a low voice, "Hopefully there won't be any more surprises."

Liu Qiandao sneered, "If you don't believe Brother Lu, you can leave now!"

Hearing this, the leader softened his tone and said, "Brother Liu, there's no need to get angry with us roughnecks. If this succeeds, it will benefit everyone."

"Let's wait patiently for the right opportunity." Liu Qiandao left these words behind, turned and left this small space to inform the others.

In the courtyard.

Yu Tunzhou practiced boxing alone, his style entirely focused on powerful and fierce techniques.

Over the past two weeks, Senior Lu has taught him three different boxing styles, all of which are characterized by their masculine and vigorous nature.

He used the Subduing the Dragon and Taming the Tiger Fist as his foundation, and by analogy, quickly mastered all three fist techniques, developed their Fist Intent, and then integrated them into the Taijiquan Intent.

In addition, today, the principles of Book of Changes of Changes) and its scriptures have been further integrated with the Taijiquan Intent.

There's a vague feeling that something is amiss—like Yu Tunzhou.

The Taijiquan Intent is truly not far from perfection!

--

Just as he was engrossed in his own world, his Fist Intent flowing freely, Lu Huaiqing had already appeared beside him without him noticing.

"Senior Lu, what kind of boxing style will we learn today?" Yu Tunzhou put away his boxing stance, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Lu Huaiqing laughed and said, "No rush. I've calculated that the Martial Fortune you've absorbed these past few days is almost enough for you to take the most crucial first step on the path to establishing your Immortal Foundation."

"Therefore today, we will not practice martial arts, but discuss the Immortal Foundation."