Chapter 188 The Transmigrated Boy Used as Cannon Fodder (Part 2 of the Extra Chapter) ...

Yan Junke and Xiao Fengming were always low-key, but Mo Kaiyang was flamboyant. It was soon discovered in the martial arts world that wherever there was excitement, there would be people from the Fuyou Sect.

Aside from those who were furious and wanted to do bad things, there were also some martial arts practitioners who admired the Fuyou Sect and began to search for its whereabouts.

Take, for example, the child who accepted two glass beads from Mo Kaiyang and called himself his disciple.

Hu Badao didn't know why he had softened his heart and accepted the little beggar as a helper, even offering him generous compensation.

He truly admired that evil swordsman, but who knew if the disciple's identity was something he had made up, or if the glass bead was just something he had picked up randomly to fool himself.

Thinking of this, the chubby Mr. Hu leaned against the counter again and let out a long sigh.

"Alright, stop pretending to be a resentful woman in her boudoir. I have some new inside information. I heard that another master from the Fuyou Sect has emerged from seclusion. This time it's a monk, and he's in Yunhua County, not far away. Do you want to go?"

The child, who had grown quite a bit taller, tapped on the counter, already used to the owner's regretful expression.

"Go, of course I'm going!" The fat boss got up with a speed that belied his size, quickly tidied up the things in the house, and set off with Mo Jin.

"I'm telling you, stop looking for the Evil Sword Master. Why don't you just become my apprentice? My little shop may not be anything special, but it makes a lot of money. You can just stay here and do business with me peacefully." Hu Badao shook his head and offered a few words of advice, seeing Mo Jin's serious expression.

There were still many rumors about the Evil Swordsman in the martial arts world, but his whereabouts were uncertain. Mo Jin had searched for him several times but had not been able to catch up with him. However, it was still good to hear news about him.

To other martial arts practitioners, the Evil Swordsman was cunning and ruthless, making people want to stay away. But in the eyes of everyone in the border town, he was an absolute hero.

Whatever methods he used, he risked his life, went alone to the enemy camp, poisoned 20,000 enemy soldiers, and saved the people of a city.

Just three months ago, he suddenly disappeared without a trace. No one has heard a word about him since, and even the others in the Fuyou Sect have never mentioned his name again.

Even in the martial arts world, few people talk about the Evil Swordsman. Hu Badao, being well-informed, even found out that someone was deliberately keeping quiet.

It's as if they want to erase all traces of the Evil Swordsman from this world.

Mo Jin considered himself small and weak, but he was determined to find out the truth. Even if it was fraught with danger, he would never give up.

Looking at Mo Kaiyang, whose head was shaved bald and shiny, and his attire as a high-ranking monk, even the well-informed Yan Junke and Xiao Fengming were at a loss for words.

Their youngest brother's hobby is indeed quite unique.

But your robe woven with gold and silver threads, and your purple-gold staff are one thing, but your prayer beads are actually dazzling glass beads. Just this one string is priceless. What kind of monk is so rich!

Besides, who would turn perfectly good glass into prayer beads? That's such a waste!

"What kind of place is your Fuyou Sect anyway? There are monks and Taoist priests, merchants and beggars. This kind of sect is a bit illogical, isn't it?" Xiao Fengming quickly changed the subject when he saw Mo Kaiyang staring at his hair.

Yan Junke, unusually, joined his side, saying, "Shouldn't you have one hundred and eight glass beads? Why are there two missing?"

"It's just for a little kid." Mo Kaiyang wasn't distracted by the two and even tried to persuade them, "Wouldn't it be cool if the three of us became monks together? Don't worry, your shaved heads will definitely look great. I've already prepared the clothes..."

No, it's not a problem with your head shape!

They think their hair is fine!

Fortunately, the excitement started quickly. Mo Kaiyang changed into a monk's costume to fit the occasion.

Yunhua County is an ordinary small county town. The reason it is famous is because there is a Yunhua Temple on the mountain not far from the county town.

The monks in the temple all know some martial arts and can be considered as people in the martial arts world. Sometimes, the local people will go to pray and donate some money for incense.

Not long ago, rumors spread that these monks were fugitives from the previous dynasty, some kind of demonic monks from a cult, and some even organized a group of people from all walks of life to come and punish the demonic monks.

To demonstrate their righteousness, those people even sent a message to the Fuyou Sect.

Mo Kaiyang thought they were just bored and had nothing better to do.

"No, that's not it. What I heard is that there's a treasure map of a corrupt official from the previous dynasty in Yunhua Temple." Xiao Fengming shared the news he had just received with the two of them. "Are there really people who believe such a thing!"

In the martial arts world, people chase fame and fortune. Treasure maps are something that cause a stir every now and then. Mo Kaiyang found it unbelievable when he first encountered it, but the other two were already used to it.

Fortunately, due to the reputation of the Fuyou Sect, these people did not go up to fight and kill. They simply drove the monk to a place, and then dug out a map from a crack in the bricks in the corner of a side hall's roof beam.

To be honest, unless the person hiding the item deliberately leaked the news, you probably wouldn't be able to find it even if you tore down the house.

This is where the advantage of Mo Kaiyang's attire becomes apparent. A treasure map is obviously meant to make money, but Mo Kaiyang's appearance makes him seem like someone who doesn't care about worldly wealth.

After all, if those prayer beads were made into jewelry, they could probably be worth a lot of money!

And that staff, with all the bumps and knocks on the ground, I wonder how much it must wear out!

Of course, most importantly, this person looks like a master, and with the Fuyou Sect as a backer, they definitely can't beat him.

Fortunately, the reputation of the Fuyou Sect was well-established. After Mo Kaiyang stated that he would help them find the treasure and distribute it equally, everyone handed over the treasure map to him.

As for the group of monks who were fugitives from the previous dynasty, they were naturally taken over by the imperial court. The thirty-one officers who were summoned bowed and then took the people away.

Mo Kaiyang accepted the treasure map and, with the help of the people in the live stream, led a group of people to dig up the treasure buried in the back mountain.

A martial arts manual left behind by a master more than a hundred years ago, said to be a treasure, was left to pass on his skills.

The matter was not difficult to resolve. While everyone was vying for ownership of the manual, Mo Kaiyang simply took out paper and pen and had each of them copy it.

If we want to pass it on, then of course the more people who know about it, the better.

After everyone finished copying it with bewildered expressions, the original copy belonged to Mo Kaiyang. He also solemnly stated that he would find a bookstore to print a thousand copies of this manual and sell them. If that wasn't enough, he would print more, guaranteeing that everyone who wanted one would have a copy.

Others:…………

Some people who originally wanted to cause trouble: …

The treasure map incident was resolved perfectly with zero casualties, and Mo Kaiyang's new disguise also earned him reputation points. Just as he was about to change his appearance, a child suddenly blocked his way.

"Why is the Evil Swordsman's Glass Bead with you?" The child stared intently at Mo Kaiyang, his whole body tense, like a small beast poised to pounce.

Xiao Fengming looked at the child's face thoughtfully and secretly transmitted his voice to Mo Kaiyang: "Could this be your illegitimate child?"

Mo Kaiyang glared at his friend who was spouting nonsense, and only then did he remember, thanks to a reminder in the live stream, that this was the child he had met not long after arriving in this world.

He looked at the Buddhist prayer beads hanging on his body; it seemed that he had taken the glass beads apart in front of this child.

Seeing the crowd staring in their direction, Mo Kaiyang had no desire to have his identity exposed in public. "So, Junior Brother took apart my Buddhist beads to give to you. He and Senior Sister even went back to look for you and your grandmother, but unfortunately, they didn't find them."

Kids are easy to fool. Hearing that the Evil Swordsman had just caused too much trouble and was called back to seclusion by his master, he felt relieved.

His grandmother doesn't have much to do either; she helps Hu Badao clean his shop and cooks for the young shop assistants.

Mo Kaiyang gave him another martial arts manual and secretly slipped him a silver note, thinking that this would settle his initial promise.

Just then, the chubby Hu Badao finally caught up, grabbed the child's arm, and pulled him aside. "Mo Jin, you're too bold..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Kaiyang couldn't help but turn back to look at the child again. He was surprised that the little guy shared the same surname as him, which was quite a coincidence. However, he felt like he had heard the name somewhere before.

Before he could even think of anything, Xiao Fengming pulled him away. It was the first time he had ever seen someone publish a martial arts manual and spread it throughout the world. The scene must have been incredibly lively.

Putting everything else aside, with Mo Kaiyang playing these games, his image as a monk will definitely spread throughout the martial arts world.

Taking advantage of the large crowd, Mo Kaiyang also encouraged Yan Junke to hold a martial arts version of the Olympics, at least giving these guys a legitimate opportunity to make a name for themselves.

"Having too much energy isn't a good thing either. How about the three of us organize a martial arts tournament every three to five years? Let them earn a ranking in the martial arts world. That would be better than causing trouble every other day."

Yan Junke and Xiao Fengming were not interested in these things at first, but Mo Kaiyang gave them too many things. It was a whole new world of cultivation, and they really couldn't resist the temptation.

Then, Mo Kaiyang was abandoned by his fellow cultivators who were in seclusion, and finally had time to calm down and think about some things.

He finally remembered where he had heard the name Mo Jin before.

Holy crap, isn't that the name of the first ancestor in my family tree?!

This can't just be a coincidence, can it?

He suddenly remembered Xiao Fengming's words: this little Mo Jin looked almost exactly like him!

In the end, Mo Kaiyang changed into the disguise of the Evil Swordsman, went to deliver some things to the child, gave him some pointers on his martial arts training, and then put the matter aside.

I just need to check on him occasionally to make sure he's alright.

What else can he do? He can't exactly go and claim ancestry, can he?

The first martial arts tournament was held three years later. There were contests on lightness skills, internal strength, and various weapons. The martial arts practitioners, who had been well-behaved for a long time, were eager to compete and wanted to win a good ranking.

Yan Junke and Xiao Fengming were easy to deal with, but Mo Kaiyang was a bit more difficult. After all, it was a matter for the Fuyou Sect to handle, and with so many people in the sect, it wouldn't make sense for only the sect leader to come.

Fortunately, he learned the clone puppet talisman. Although with his cultivation level he could only control two puppets, the puppets didn't need to wear makeup; they could change their appearance with a thought, which was enough to get by.

Now, many things in Wanchao are on the right track, and Wan Jun has become a true emperor.

Mo Kaiyang didn't actually want to go to the palace, but since he knew about some things, he felt he had to do something about them.

For example, if a flood occurs in a certain area, he can't keep those modern flood control methods to himself.

For example, if a place hasn't seen a drop of rain all year, drought-resistant crops may have existed for a long time, but they haven't been discovered or valued. He always wants to speak out about what he knows.

For example, in the case of a plague in a certain place, although he is not a doctor, he can buy prescriptions in the mall. He really can't bear to watch so many people die tragically!

For example, he had read about historical events, such as which year and place experienced an earthquake, or which winter was particularly cold – these were all matters of life and death.

Of course, Mo Kaiyang only knew some theoretical knowledge; he couldn't handle practical problems, and he was well aware of that.

Therefore, he would secretly go to the palace and tell Wan Jun everything he knew. As for what to do next, that was his job as the emperor.

With the Swift Travel Talisman, Mo Kaiyang's travel speed is now no worse than that of traveling by car in modern times. He can make a trip to the palace every three to five months, which makes the emperor even more eager for the cultivation method he is practicing.

Mo Kaiyang didn't intend to hide his cultivation techniques. The spiritual energy concentration in the current world was not enough to support cultivation, but it was still possible to cultivate to the Innate Realm. If one entered the Innate Realm, one could live for two or three hundred years.

But that's on the condition that Wan Jun has the time.

With his busy schedule of less than five hours of sleep a day, how could he possibly cultivate?!

Just as this guy was lamenting once again about getting old and having wrinkles, Mo Kaiyang slammed the cultivation manual on his table, finally giving him some peace and quiet.

As expected of an emperor who would be remembered for all time, Wan Jun quickly found a method that suited him. By delegating some tasks to his subordinates and simplifying some unnecessary activities, he finally managed to free up an hour for his own cultivation.

After using my sleep time for meditation, the effect was even better than sleeping every day. However, I am a bit old and my aptitude is limited, so it may be difficult for me to reach the innate level.

He could see it himself without Mo Kaiyang saying it, but he stopped asking Mo Kaiyang to find a solution. Instead, when Mo Kaiyang came, he brought out the little prince to cultivate a relationship with him.

Mo Kaiyang had no choice but to minimize his visits to the palace. He would never go there in person just to freeload if he could send a message by using paper cranes. Wan Jun didn't mind this and would occasionally go on incognito visits to join in the fun with Mo Kaiyang.

That unrestrained and carefree demeanor, like someone roaming the martial world with a sword, was somewhat reminiscent of the General Wan Jun that Mo Kaiyang knew in history.

Xiao Fengming and Yan Junke truly lived up to their reputation as top figures in the martial arts world. Both of them were already at the peak of martial arts, and with Mo Kaiyang's guidance and the assistance of the Spirit Gathering Array, they both entered the Innate Realm within three years.

Subsequently, Mo Kaiyang also sensed the slight changes in the world. As his cultivation reached the late stage of Qi Refining, his perception of the surrounding environment became increasingly acute, and the concentration of spiritual energy here seemed to have increased slightly.

It's a pity that his two friends had to go into seclusion to consolidate their cultivation, so Mo Kaiyang could only travel all over the beautiful land alone, randomly changing his identity every day, making the reputation of the Fuyou Sect even more elusive.

In the martial arts world, no one fights to the death over trivial matters anymore. The only fear is being caught by the Fuyou Sect and imprisoned. Although it won't cost them their lives, they can't bear the shame.

No one in the imperial court dared to embezzle, break the law, or oppress the people, for fear that if King Fuyao found out, they would be killed on the spot and have nowhere to seek justice.

Unfortunately, this person was extremely well-informed, able to detect even the most subtle methods. He wouldn't interfere with bribes under ten taels a year, but once it exceeded that amount, he would post your name on the palace gate.

That would basically mean the end of his official career.

In response, Mo Kaiyang said that it was all done by the cute people in the live stream who were bored and helped out. He just helped fold a paper crane.

The world is gradually getting better under his influence, which is ultimately a happy thing.

After Mo Kaiyang has had his fill of fun here, he can have the live stream take him to another world to experience a different life.