Universe Infinite Canteen

Ma Lu didn't know what Youyou and Angie had been up to after the concert ended.

Anyway, he himself continued to play Red Ridge at home, working on the planning scheme.

Additionally, he had spent 520,000 yuan all at once, exchanging for 6,400 New Value Points from No. 6, and upgraded Desktop Farm from Level 7 to Level 8.

It was like adding an extra layer of insurance for future meals supplied to the Dimensional Pirates.

By the time he finished these tasks, a week had almost passed, and Bug Egg had recharged itself.

Ma Lu then had a good sleep, adjusted his spirits, and placed it on his head again.

The white egg twitched, and soon all kinds of other eggs popped up in his mind, but this time, three connections were illuminated.

Two of the lines were already very familiar to Ma Lu; they were the two planes he had visited before, but the third line on the right was new.

That's it!

Ma Lu didn't hesitate and decisively chose the new route.

The next moment, his body, pulled by a mysterious force, gained speed and flew towards the other end of the light path.

This time, what awaited him at the end was an odd yellow egg, its surface speckled with sword and knife scars, glistening like amber.

Ma Lu didn't have time to look closely before he crashed into it.

He opened his eyes, looked around, and discovered good news and bad news.

The bad news was that he was refreshed in the wilderness again, probably in a desolate mountain, with densely packed dark clouds in the sky that would likely bring rain soon, and from the looks of it, a heavy storm.

The good news was that not far ahead of him, there was a place to take shelter from the rain, which appeared to be a temple, albeit a dilapidated one, but it was still better than staying outside.

Although there's an old saying: Better sleep in the wastes than in an ancient temple.

Having read novels, Ma Lu often wondered why the protagonists, despite finding the desolate temples suspicious, still went inside to take shelter from the rain.

It was not until today, when he experienced it personally, that he found the answer.

Because there was no other choice. In such a torrential rain, standing outside for just a few seconds could soak him through, and he had no spare clothes to change into unless he wanted to wear wet clothes for the next several hours...

So even though he knew the ruined temple was a high-risk spot, Ma Lu still had no choice but to go there,

especially after he heard the thunder, he quickened his pace and managed to enter the ruined temple before the downpour began.

The temple in front of him was truly dilapidated; the wooden doors outside had completely rotted away, the roof had several large holes, and only half of the Buddha statue in the main hall was left, while the side halls had turned into rubble.

However, the inside was still quite bustling, with six people and two horses. Continue reading on My Virtual Library Empire

Ma Lu quickly glanced over, noticing that the six people were dressed differently, mostly in cotton and linen, with an old-fashioned style, similar to characters straight out of a historical drama.

Moreover, many of them were carrying weapons, fitting the description of Jianghu travelers from novels and movies.

While Ma Lu was sizing up the other people in the temple, they were also sizing him up.

In their eyes, his attire was equally strange.

The novice outfit provided by Bug Egg was all black, looking just like Night Travel Clothes, and didn't seem like something a good person would wear.

His appearance also made the atmosphere inside the ruined temple tense.

Especially those four individuals sitting by the Buddha statue, who couldn't help but grip the weapons beside them upon seeing him.

However, perhaps feeling that it was better to avoid trouble while away from home, they did not stop Ma Lu from entering the temple to seek shelter from the rain.

One of them, who looked like the leader of the group, glanced over at Ma Lu a few times before diverting his gaze and closing his eyes to meditate again.

Apart from these four, there was also a young scholar dressed and a disheveled beggar in the temple. The former seemed a bit afraid of Ma Lu and kept edging closer to the four armed Jianghu people.

As for the old beggar, it was unclear if he was still alive, as he just lay motionless on the ground.

This combination… was rather ominous.

Ruined temples were widely recognized as places where incidents often occurred, and the combination this time was too classic.

But by then, rain had already started outside the door, and Ma Lu could not leave even if he wanted to, so he had to find a spot where it wasn't leaking and sit down.

No sooner had his buttocks touched the ground than the four Jianghu people nearby suddenly rose to their feet, each drawing their weapons.

The leading middle-aged strong man even spoke up, shouting outside the temple, "I am Shen Zhou from the Xingtong Escort Agency. May I ask which friend has arrived?"

His voice was so powerful that it hurt Ma Lu's eardrums.

The voice that responded, though somewhat soft, was miraculously not drowned out by the rain outside and was clearly audible.

"Xingtong Escort Agency? Never heard of it."

These words were quite rude, utterly disrespectful to Shen Zhou, and caused his three companions to immediately burst into anger and curse.

"You look down on our Xingtong Escort Agency, but who do you think you are?!"

"Our Xingtong Escort Agency is well-known in Chen County, even the outlaws of the forest talk about our fearless Head Escort Master Li with great respect."

However, the soft voice just scoffed, "It seems like the top beam is not straight and the bottom beams are crooked. A head of a small escort agency dares to call himself unbeatable. Hehe, if outsiders heard this, they might think nobody capable exists in the Qingzhou Martial Arts Circle."

It was not until the mention of the crooked beams that Ma Lu heard the sound of hooves approaching from a distance, and by the time the other finished speaking, the hoof sounds had reached outside the ruined temple.

There were three horsemen, all looking rather young, with the leader appearing only slightly older than Ma Lu, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

They didn't dismount and swaggered into the ruined temple, then took off their hats.

The leader grinned at the four people from Xingtong Escort Agency and then casually uttered seven words.

"Songxi Sword Sect, He Qisheng."

Upon hearing the first four words, Shen Zhou's face changed, and when he heard the young man's name, he was even more shocked.

"It turns out to be the swift sword He Qisheng, Young Hero He, from the Songxi Sword Sect. Mr. Shen has failed to manage his men properly and has offended Young Hero He. Please do not take it to heart," Shen Zhou managed to be flexible and immediately softened his approach upon realizing that he couldn't afford to offend the visitor.

He Qisheng looked at Shen Zhou with a nonchalant smile, "By saying that, are you counting on my reputation to not further trouble you?"

Shen Zhou felt an invisible pressure and couldn't help but break into a sweat.

However, He Qisheng just smiled lightly, "Alright then, you'd better clear out quickly."

Saying this, he walked over, apparently planning to just take the spot where the four from Xingtong Escort Agency had sheltered from the rain.

Although the men from Xingtong Escort Agency were angry, they dared not speak out. They quickly gathered their things and, leading their horses, moved to another spot in the temple.