52: Chapter 52 Unsolicited kindness is either a treacherous act or a theft!

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng the Fourth and Bao the Third were both stunned.

Since the other party had already put it that way, you still take the initiative to deliver yourself to their door?

If the person before them wasn't their own Young Master, they wouldn't have been able to resist mocking him long ago.

"Young Master, this person's strength is known to all. If he intended to build another martial arts hall, let alone one, even the largest martial arts hall in a city would be offered to him with just a word."

Murong Fu nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

His dream was exactly like that.

How wonderful it would be if he could also have wealth, soldiers, and horses offered to him with just a single word.

Wouldn't the plan for the restoration of the state become effortless then? Why would he need to travel everywhere and work so hard?

But such a qualification is only reserved for the strong.

After experiencing yesterday's battle, he had clearly realized that there was still an insurmountable chasm between himself and a truly top-tier expert.

The gap was so vast that it almost made him despair, as if he could never catch up even if he spent his whole life trying.

This was the part that pained him the most.

As he was thinking, the corners of Murong Fu's mouth suddenly curled up, revealing a meaningful smile.

"We think this way, and perhaps others think the same!"

As soon as these words came out, both Bao Butong and Feng Biaoe were startled, then they exchanged a look; after savoring it carefully, they actually felt it made some sense.

There was indeed such a possibility.

If they felt this way, others might not necessarily think otherwise.

Furthermore, from the information they had gathered, it hadn't been long since this Hall Master appeared at this martial arts hall.

And his taking of Disciples had only happened in the last few days.

However, thinking of this, the three of them suddenly realized an extremely terrifying fact.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Could it be that these newly recruited Disciples had their strength raised to such a Realm by this man in just a few short days?"

Even the usually outspoken Bao Butong was momentarily at a loss for words.

This was enough to show to what extent his current shock had reached.

"Impossible! Perhaps these women were already experts before they joined the martial arts hall!"

Murong Fu immediately shook his head, unwilling to accept this possibility.

Because he didn't dare believe that if all this were true, then this Hall Master's ability was far more unfathomable than they had imagined.

"Young Master, whether it is or isn't, it doesn't matter to us," Feng Biaoe said in a heavy voice.

His meaning was clear—even if this Hall Master truly had heaven-defying abilities, it was absolutely impossible for them to join his sect.

"Never mind that, let's go and see first!"

Murong Fu's heart stirred, and a strong impulse suddenly arose—no matter what, he wanted to find a way to join this man's sect.

The benefits that would bring might far exceed his imagination.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu immediately led the two of them out, and they happened to run into Wang Yuyan and the other two.

"Cousin, where are you going?"

Seeing his younger cousin asking, Murong Fu's face darkened slightly.

"I have important matters to attend to. You three just wait at the inn."

After saying that, he left the inn with Bao Butong and the other.

Seeing Wang Yuyan's expression look a bit dejected, AZhu softly suggested:

"Young Miss Cousin, why don't we quietly follow them and see?"

Wang Yuyan was slightly taken aback, then her heart was moved; she nodded in agreement, and the three women also quietly left.

Since the inn was not far from the martial arts hall, and Murong Fu's group of three did not use lightness skills to travel, although the three women walked slowly, they managed to follow from a distance.

Finally, under everyone's gaze, the three arrived at the entrance of the martial arts hall and raised their hands to knock.

"Eh, isn't that Murong Fu who won in the Grand Competition?"

Someone immediately recognized his identity.

"Does he also want to become a Disciple?"

"It's hard to say, there really might be a possibility. To be able to win in the Grand Competition, his talent shouldn't be bad."

"Bullshit, this Murong Fu is so old; he looks even older than the Hall Master. If I were this age, I would have been much stronger than him long ago."

Some people also spoke with cold sarcasm.

As everyone's gazes converged, the gates of the martial arts hall slowly opened.

Su Hongxi looked at the three people outside the door, her brow furrowing slightly.

"The martial arts hall is closed to visitors today."

"I am Murong Fu of Gusu."

Murong Fu's smile was gentle and his tone respectful, but it made Su Hongxi frown even more.

This person, her teacher had once commented, was someone whose appearance did not match his inner self.

"I have an important matter and wish to personally pay my respects to the Hall Master."

Hearing this, Su Hongxi immediately became displeased.

Which visitor doesn't say they have an important matter!

Just as she was about to refuse, a voice suddenly came from the backyard:

"Let them in, and also invite those three behind them in as well."

Murong Fu also heard these words and looked back; sure enough, he saw Wang Yuyan and the other two standing in the distance, and the expression on his face immediately sank.

However, he quickly realized where he was and that countless eyes were watching, so he quickly suppressed that trace of dissatisfaction.

When they saw Murong Fu's party of six actually enter the gates of the martial arts hall, the crowd outside immediately burst into discussion.

"He really was let in. I said that since Murong Fu could win in the Grand Competition, he must have extraordinary qualities!"

Someone immediately echoed.

Although some around wanted to refute, so many people had been turned away while only he was allowed to enter—wasn't it because of his outstanding Aptitude?

These words reached the ears of Ximen Chuixue, who was sitting alone in a corner not far away. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cold sneer.

He knew very well what Murong Fu's strength was like.

As his opponent for tomorrow, although Ximen Chuixue was arrogant, he never looked down on any enemy.

It was just that this "enemy" clearly didn't have his mind on the martial arts competition at all.

Instead, he wanted to find some Breakthrough from other directions.

This kind of person was truly not worth being his opponent.

Not far away, people standing in several different positions saw Murong Fu enter the martial arts hall, and anxious expressions appeared on their faces.

But they didn't dare get too close and could only wait for him to come out before reporting back.

In the backyard of the martial arts hall, Su Hongxi led the six people into the courtyard.

Murong Fu and the others immediately caught sight of Li Hanyi and the others who had performed impressively in the Grand Competition earlier,

And also saw Su Rui sitting by the stone table.

Is he guiding them in their practice?

While pondering, Murong Fu walked up to Su Rui.

"Greetings, Hall Master!"

"Do you have business?"

Su Rui looked Murong Fu and the people behind him up and down, his tone calm and without any ripples.

He didn't even have the intention of asking Murong Fu to straighten up.

A flash of gloom passed across the face of the bowing Murong Fu, but it was quickly concealed.

"Hall Master! I feel that the scale of your martial arts hall is not large, and it might be inconvenient to guide your Disciples' cultivation. In the face of this, although I am not wealthy, I have some savings and am willing to contribute a modest amount of effort for the Hall Master!"

I will provide the funds to expand this place.

"Offering courtesies for no reason, either malice or theft!"

Before Su Rui could speak, Sikong Qianluo on the side snorted coldly and said directly.

Immediately, Feng Biaoe and Bao Butong wanted to flare up,

But seeing the still-seated Su Rui and Li Hanyi nearby, they forced themselves to endure it.

But for the sake of his ambitions, Murong Fu could endure anything.

He didn't need to care about the words of a young girl.

Moreover, the other party's identity was not something he could easily offend.

"Miss Sikong must have misunderstood. I truly just want to show some heart for the Hall Master and do not seek any reward!"

"Do you think we'll believe that?"

Sikong Qianluo leaned on her silver moon spear, her small face carrying a bit of playfulness.

Murong Fu took the opportunity to stand up, only to find that everyone's gaze was now on him.

He was someone used to being watched,

But not like this!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Murong Fu forced a smile.

"Miss Sikong, I don't seem to have ever offended you, have I?"

"This lady just says whatever comes to mind!"

Sikong Qianluo tilted her head, quite proud of her own reaction.

"..."

Su Rui shook his head helplessly and interrupted the two.

"Enough, I don't need the things you mentioned."

"You should focus on preparing for tomorrow's Grand Competition."

"If you can make it to the end, everything you want will be realized."

"But if your own strength is insufficient, no matter how good your plans are, they will be nothing but a mirage, a wasted effort."

Su Rui's words sounded to Murong Fu as if they carried a hint of guidance.

His heart stirred; it seemed that these few visits to seek an audience had finally had an effect.

Then he should strike while the iron is hot. Right now, there are no outsiders,

Only the people from the martial arts hall and his own people.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu suddenly knelt down.

This action left Li Hanyi, Sikong Qianluo, and the others stunned.

Bao the Third, Wang Yuyan, and the others following behind Murong Fu were also shocked.

At this moment, a figure flipped over the wall. Seeing this scene, she was stunned for a moment,

Her tone was a bit awkward.

"Ah? That... did I come at a bad time?"

The newcomer was Yin Luoxia.

At this moment, she actually flipped over the wall to enter instead of using the main gate.

Su Rui subconsciously picked up the peach branch on the stone table, but remembering others were around, he put it back down.

For a moment, Murong Fu, who was kneeling on the ground, was ignored by everyone.

And just as Murong Fu was about to speak, he was interrupted by Yin Luoxia's sudden appearance.

"Isn't this the famous Murong Family of Gusu? What's wrong? Do you owe my Master money and can't pay it back?"

Yin Luoxia walked over with a smile, her tone carrying a bit of teasing.

Sikong Qianluo grabbed her and whispered something.

Murong Fu's face turned from green to white.

He took a deep breath.

Sincerity can move even mountains and stones. I'll go for it!

Thud!

A crisp sound echoed as he kowtowed on the ground.

"I greatly admire the Hall Master and wholeheartedly wish to join your sect. I will certainly not disgrace the reputation of the martial arts hall!"

"I have said it before, you are not suitable."

Su Rui frowned.

"Hall Master, although I am a bit older, my heart for martial arts has never weakened."

"My family's martial arts are exquisite, and my ancestor once stepped into the Land Immortal Realm!"

"You mean Murong Longcheng?"

Su Rui's expression shifted slightly.

He's been dead for over a hundred years; why bring him up now?

Murong Fu was startled and looked at Su Rui in surprise.

"Do you think I wouldn't know that you are a descendant of the Yan State Royalty? Isn't everything you do for the sake of restoring your former country? Do you think I can't see that? Your heart is not upright; your path of martial arts is destined not to go far!"

With a flick of Su Rui's sleeve, Murong Fu stood up involuntarily.