Universe Infinite Canteen

Chapter 392 Wordless Stele

Ma Lu initially felt a bit nervous when he saw there were about eight or nine of them.

But after a brief exchange of blows with the man in front of him, he had nothing more to worry about.

He had acquired the Subduing Demon Vajra Skill, a self-defense martial art from Yan Wuji after taking him down.

Before that, Ma Lu had seen Yan Wuji take on numerous enemies single-handedly, barely losing any blood with the help of this body-protecting skill.

Moreover, the opponents he faced at that time were much stronger than the bandits before him now.

So Ma Lu completely disregarded the threats from across and directly threw out another "Vigor Like the Wind," instantly taking out the bandit wielding the dao.

As one round of the card game ended, Ma Lu didn't stop moving but rushed towards the other bandits.

He bent down to grab a handful of pebbles from the ground and casually tossed them out.

Because he hadn't gained any hidden weapon martial arts, Ma Lu wasn't very accurate, but luckily there were enough targets, and the stones still hit two bandits.

Perhaps terrified by witnessing Ma Lu's strength, the remaining bandits were scared stiff, and no one stayed to rescue their companions; they all scattered in a panic.

The two unlucky souls hit by the pebbles were promptly absorbed into the card game.

However, their martial arts skills were not much better than the man Ma Lu had previously killed, and together they only lasted five rounds against him.

Just as they were about to follow in their comrade's footsteps, one of them suddenly wailed,

"Wait, you can't kill us, we were working for the Heavenly Dragon Sect!"

Unfortunately, he had obviously threatened the wrong person, as Ma Lu was completely ignorant about the martial arts sects of this plane.

He had only heard Gu Qingyi mention some names, all of which were powerful forces that shook the Jianghu, but the Heavenly Dragon Sect was not among them.

Even if it had been, Ma Lu wouldn't have cared. He had finally seized the chance to play the hero, indulging in the thrill of being a chivalrous warrior. How could he give up so easily halfway?

Not to mention, he had already killed one of these bandits, so there was no point in stopping now.

The fight ended swiftly, and Ma Lu, as was his custom, went over to do a perfunctory search.

As expected, he found nothing valuable.

The three men who had died by his hand were mere underlings, with meager martial arts skills. They were only capable of bullying weaker farmers in this area.

This time, he had even brought the Black Hole card with him; as long as he could find the graveyard, he could feel around without digging and no one would be any the wiser.

If the graves of the past Gang Leaders of the Beggars' Sect were all together, it would be even better. Not only could he get his hands on their unique skills, but he might just level up in one go and become the top martial artist in the world!

Er, the only question was whether or not those skeletons would actually count.

Ma Lu slightly regretted not trying it out on a grave when he was back in his village.

But it wouldn't be too late to try in Yuchang County, as long as he avoided Gu Qingyi.

Speaking of Gu Qingyi, Ma Lu wondered how her injuries were. They had agreed to meet at the south gate this time; she shouldn't have forgotten, right?

Ma Lu was lost in thought when a voice reached his ear, "Young hero, are you also traveling to Yuchang County?"

Ma Lu looked up and saw that the speaker was a middle-aged literati sitting opposite him.

The carriage had four seats, thus there were four passengers.

Apart from Ma Lu, the other three were a monk, a Taoist priest, and the literati.

Ma Lu didn't know how the merchant caravan's leader had arranged the seating, but somehow he had managed to get a monk and a Taoist priest into the same carriage.

Perhaps it was because they disapproved of each other that one was reciting sutras with his head lowered, and the other was meditating with his eyes closed.

The literati was engrossed in a book, so much so that he hadn't looked up when Ma Lu got on the carriage. It wasn't until he finished reading and put away the book that he spoke up.

Ma Lu nodded, "That's right."

"Once you're in Yuchang County, you must visit the Wanshan Temple to see the maple leaves there. Many literati have left poems and verses there, among which are timeless masterpieces. And don't forget to try the marinated cypress duck at Drunken Goose Tower.

"As for the Wordless Stele, it is actually somewhat dull—not worth seeing at all."

"The Wordless Stele? What's that?" Ma Lu asked curiously.

"Eh? You don't know?" The middle-aged literati seemed somewhat surprised, "Seeing the Longsword at your waist, I thought you were from the martial arts circles, yet you haven't heard of the legend of the Wordless Stele?"

"I'm new to Jianghu, and I know very little of these martial arts mysteries. What's so special about this Wordless Stele?"

The middle-aged literati gave Ma Lu another once over, then chuckled.

"Nothing special, really. It's just a stele without any inscriptions. Yet, there are always those who fantasize about unravelling its secret and acquiring the former owner's divine technique."