"Gentlemen, what brings you to our humble temple?" Upon seeing Qin Mu and his companions enter, five monks came forward, the leader asking with his hands clasped together.

"Six Doors is handling a case! Everyone, stand still!" Qin Mu glanced at the several plump monks, frowned with some disgust, and showed a token, announcing loudly.

"Flying fish robes, embroidered spring knives, you are from the Six Doors!" a monk exclaimed in surprise.

"Top-notch Constable!" another monk shouted.

"Silence!" the leading fat monk shouted, then turned to Qin Mu and said, "Gentlemen, is there some misunderstanding that you despise those who abide by the law and have not broken any rules?"

"It's good that you know us! Whether it's illegal or not is up to us to decide! Now stand quietly to the side!" Cheng Huaimo said, gesturing with his large axe.

"I..." The monk opened his mouth, then obediently closed it again.

"Ruoxi, you, Han the forensic doctor, and Xi Junmai, keep an eye on these monks!"

"Brother Cheng, Brother Yuchi, go in and search! Be careful! Yanran, Brother Li and I are looking for the secret room." Qin Mu said, his eyes half-closed as he glanced around.

Upon hearing Qin Mu's words, the monks' expressions changed again, while Xi Junmai and the others had already drawn their weapons, glaring at them menacingly.

Cheng Huaimo, Yuchi Baolin, and others, carrying their weapons, rushed to the rear; Qin Mu, along with Xiangli Yanran and Li Chongyi, headed towards the main hall of the temple.

Yuezhu Temple is not large, with only one main hall and a few old rooms behind it. At this time, Bu Fang and his group also surrounded the temple from all sides, some climbing over the wall and others entering through the back door.

"Clang! Clang clang!" The sounds of fighting came from behind.

"You protect Yanran and search the main hall!" Qin Mu said, holding a folding fan in his hand. Like a gust of wind, he retreated instead of advancing and rushed forward.

As expected, just as he appeared in front of them, he saw five fat monks, their bodies radiating a fierce aura, rushing towards Changning and her two companions.

Unfortunately, the monks misjudged the situation. The leader rushed towards Xi Junmai because the two swords Xi Junmai was holding were quite intimidating.

The other four monks split up in pairs and attacked Princess Changning and Han Chen.

"Pretty boy! Get out of my way! I'll spare your life!" A monk with a fierce look glared at Han Chen and shouted loudly, charging forward as he did so, showing no intention of letting him go.

Han Chen, who had been expressionless and diligently following Qin Mu's instructions, looked at the group. Upon hearing the monk's words, his expression changed slightly, his eyes sharpened, and with a flick of his wrist, three long needles appeared in his palm. He then threw them out.

"Ahhhhh!" Before the two monks could even reach Han Chen, they covered their faces and screamed in agony, a trickle of blood flowing from between their fingers. Not only that, perhaps fearing that Han Chen would attack, the two of them simultaneously threw a punch, the powerful blood and killing intent shooting out two or three meters away.

Unfortunately, Han Chen didn't move at all. He turned his gaze to Princess Changning. After one glance, he felt relieved. Princess Changning's sword energy was surging, forcing the leading monk to retreat continuously.

On the contrary, Xi Junmai, who seemed the fiercest, kept wielding his two swords, but he was being overwhelmed by the two monks. Fortunately, the two monks were unarmed, so they should be fine for the time being.

Han Chen, aloof by nature, was still pondering whether to help when Qin Mu appeared. His eyes merely flickered, and with a light step, he charged towards Xi Junmai. While on the road, he flicked his left hand, unleashing a surge of righteous energy, while simultaneously using his right hand, wielding a folding fan like a sword, to stab at the back of another monk.

Finding themselves attacked from both sides, one of the monks stopped abruptly, turned around, and threw a punch at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu had just used a strategy of attacking Wei to rescue Zhao. He knew that the Qi Finger could not break through the protective blood aura in one go, so he stopped and flew up like a bird, while simultaneously pointing out another Qi Finger.

It's rare to find an opponent who isn't afraid of getting hurt. When Qin Mu landed, the folding fan in his hand had been replaced with a bronze sword. He leaned forward, ready to strike.

The Subduing Bear's Power Method uses the real to attack the unreal, and the existent to attack the non-existent. It appears to have no power at all, but that is because its essence, energy, and spirit are contained within, ready to be unleashed, just like a bear striking, which is explosive when it strikes.

Unaware of the danger, the monk moved swiftly, his fist brimming with a powerful, unyielding aura, and unleashed a punch with unstoppable momentum.

Qin Mu moved, his eyes suddenly sharpening. A white light emerged from the sword, and then the two figures passed each other.

The combination of the Falcon's Dispersing Power Technique and the Bear's Dividing Might Technique brings not only speed, but also strength and spirit. With the addition of righteous energy breaking through the defenses, the monk's body lunged forward and he fell to the ground, his head rolling forward a few times.

Another monk, who was fighting Xi Junmai, was still unaware of what had happened and continued to fight Xi Junmai. Suddenly, he heard a whooshing sound behind him, so he quickly dodged to the side and threw a punch at the same time.

However, his lower body moved while his upper body remained in a punching motion, and then he fell to the ground. The Xi Yi Sword Technique is like a great formless elephant, a great sound that is faint and inaudible. By the time the sound was heard, it was too late.

"We are not people of the martial arts world, so there is no need for one-on-one duels, nor did we say we wanted to fight head-on!" Qin Mu said to Xi Junmai, who was holding a long sword and looking bewildered.

“I understand! They were two against one just now!” Xi Junmai nodded. Coming from a humble background, he didn’t have many rules. He was just momentarily stunned.

"Go and help the Chief Secretary!" Qin Mu said with a satisfied smile.

"Yes, sir!" Xi Jun responded, dragging his longsword, and charged menacingly towards the leading monk.

"Phew!" With Xi Junmai gone, Qin Mu let out a long breath. Don't be fooled by how easily he'd defeated his enemy in just two moves; it had taken a considerable toll on his energy and spirit. This was due to his lack of experience; he couldn't accurately assess his opponent's strength, so naturally he went all out. Of course! Knowing his opponent's strength, he wouldn't have held back either.

With a muffled thud, the leading monk's protective aura was shattered, and then a fair, delicate fist landed on his stomach.

The monk felt as if his stomach was churning, the pain causing him to involuntarily bend over, a trickle of bitter saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Xi Junmai behind him raise his longsword, unsure whether to strike, the monk wisely took the opportunity to kneel down. Surrender was better than death. These seemingly harmless young people, either women or children, were far more powerful than he had imagined. His original plan to control one or two and escape under the cover of darkness had completely failed.

The other two monks remained in place, heads bowed, pacing nervously. The bloodstains on their faces revealed they were blind. Even if they weren't blind, they would have been no match; without their sight, they were even less of a threat. Princess Changning didn't even use a sword; she simply knocked them down one by one with a single punch.