Ask Wudang Chapter 013

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Ji Xiaofu still had a cold expression, and said, “If you want to fight, then fight. Stop talking nonsense.”

As her voice fell, she suddenly drew her sword and thrust it towards Yin Yewang’s face. It was a move from the Nine Golden Summit Forms.

The Nine Golden Summit Forms, like the Nine Intercepting Hands, were both direct lineage martial arts of the Emei Sect, created by the sect’s founder, Guo Xiang. They were exquisitely subtle and profound, incorporating the essence of various martial arts from Peach Blossom Island, the Beggars’ Sect, the Quanzhen Sect, the Dali Duan Clan, and the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan.

As Ji Xiaofu’s sword struck out, the sword momentum was grand and magnificent, and the sword moves were steady and profound, like the Buddha’s light from the Golden Summit, illuminating the world.

Facing this sword, Yin Yewang dared not underestimate it in the slightest and quickly deployed his family’s Great Strength Eagle Claw Skill to counter.

“Crack!”

With a crisp sound, Yin Yewang’s right hand caught Ji Xiaofu’s long sword, while his left hand grabbed towards Ji Xiaofu’s face.

It turned out that to further enhance the power of his Great Strength Eagle Claw Skill, he had specially forged a pair of iron finger covers.

With these iron finger covers, he could catch bare blades with his bare hands, making him invincible.

Her long sword caught, and finding herself in danger, Ji Xiaofu couldn’t help but be startled. However, as Master Miejue’s most valued disciple, her abilities were clearly not limited to this. With a swift turn of thought, she simply abandoned her long sword and immediately used a move called “Welcoming Wind and Returning Wave” to dodge Yin Yewang’s left claw. Following that, she used another move called “Kestrel Flips,” her palms striking like intertwining flowers towards Yin Yewang’s lower abdomen.

Her offensive, with continuous palm strikes, intertwining left and right, and unpredictable changes, was precisely the Emei sect’s ultimate technique, the Drifting Snow Piercing Cloud Palm.

Yin Yewang’s moves were already spent, and he had no time to defend. With several muffled “thump, thump, thump” sounds, his lower abdomen was repeatedly struck, and he was sent stumbling backward. After taking nine consecutive palm strikes, he finally recovered and immediately clawed towards Ji Xiaofu’s face. However, Ji Xiaofu did not linger in the fight. She smoothly retrieved her long sword, her figure drifting backward, landing three zhang away.

After taking nine palm strikes, Yin Yewang felt his blood boiling within him and quickly channeled his qi to suppress it, but a trickle of blood still spilled from the corner of his mouth.

In fact, it was also due to Ji Xiaofu’s shallow internal energy, coupled with the fact that her injuries from last night had not yet fully healed, which resulted in her palm strength not being exquisite.

Otherwise, Yin Yewang would not have merely spat out a trickle of blood.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yin Yewang was instantly enraged and shouted, “What are you all standing around for? Attack together!”

“Yes, Young Master.”

The members of the Heavenly Eagle Sect responded and then drew their weapons, swarming forward.

Among this group, the martial arts of Bai Guishou, the Master of the Black Tortoise Altar, and Zhu Chang Jinpeng, the Master of the Vermillion Bird Altar, were the highest. Even compared to Yin Yewang, the two were only slightly inferior. In addition, there was a group of elite Heavenly Eagle Sect members supporting them from the side. Therefore, as soon as this group attacked, they suppressed Ji Xiaofu’s momentum. At the same time, Yin Yewang also lunged forward and joined the siege.

Under the encirclement of so many people, Ji Xiaofu was immediately outmatched and fell into a dangerous situation.

Just then, a deep voice suddenly came: “Hahahaha, so many people a woman, Yang has truly seen something new. Yin Yewang, bullying the few with the many, taking advantage of the weak with the strong, is this the style of your Heavenly Eagle Sect?”

As he spoke, a figure swiftly darted over. Immediately after, several muffled “thump, thump, thump” sounds were heard, and Yin Yewang and his group were all sent flying backward. Looking at Ji Xiaofu, she had already fallen into the arms of a handsome and elegant man.

This man was about thirty years old, dressed in white, tall and slender, handsome and dashing, with an extraordinary demeanor and temperament.

Seeing the man’s appearance, Yin Yewang’s face immediately darkened, and he shouted, “Yang Xiao, how dare you meddle in my affairs?”

That’s right, this person was none other than Yang Xiao, the Bright Left Emissary of the Ming Cult.

Hearing Yin Yewang reveal Yang Xiao’s identity, Ji Xiaofu’s face suddenly changed, and she immediately struggled twice, trying to break free from Yang Xiao’s embrace. This was because Yang Xiao was a great enemy of the Emei Sect, and she absolutely could not be so close to her archenemy.

To her surprise, Yang Xiao did not comply with her wishes. He raised his hand and tapped her acupoints, smiling, “Miss, please calm down.” Then, he turned to Yin Yewang and continued, “Anyone in the world can meddle in the affairs of the world. I, Yang, just love to meddle in affairs. What do you intend to do about it?”

“You…”

Yin Yewang’s face was grim, and he sneered, “Heh, didn’t you swear a solemn oath never to descend from Bright Summit? Now you’ve not only descended from Bright Summit but are also roaming all over the martial arts world. It seems your oaths, Yang Xiao, are just like farts, only making the martial artists of the world laugh.”

Yang Xiao was not bothered in the slightest and said with a faint smile, “With traitors splitting the Ming Cult and establishing their own sects, as the Bright Left Emissary of the Ming Cult, I naturally cannot sit idly by. My descent from Bright Summit this time is to see what qualifications certain traitors have to establish themselves.”

Upon hearing this, Yin Yewang was instantly enraged and shouted, “Who are you calling a traitor?”

Yang Xiao said indifferently, “Whoever splits the Ming Cult and establishes themselves is a traitor.”

“You…”

Unable to win in a fight, and unable to win in an argument, Yin Yewang was so angry he felt like spitting blood.

However, his mind was still clever enough to instantly find an excuse to change the subject.

Immediately, he suppressed his anger and said with a fake smile, “Hahahaha, Yang Xiao, you know better than anyone why my father established his own sect. If you want to argue with my Heavenly Eagle Sect, just go find my father. He is the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Sect. For now, I won’t talk to you about the Heavenly Eagle Sect and the Ming Cult. Let’s talk about you meddling in my affairs. Hehe, do you know who the woman you saved is? She is the top disciple of Master Miejue of the Emei Sect. Don’t forget, that year, Emei Sect’s Gu Hongzi was angered to death by you. The entire Emei Sect regards you as a great enemy. You actually saved an Emei Sect female disciple for no reason. Could it be that you have some unspeakable secret with her?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao’s face showed a slight surprise, and he turned to glance at Ji Xiaofu.

Ji Xiaofu did not speak, but her expression was somewhat conflicted.

Yang Xiao immediately understood.

Then, he turned back to Yin Yewang and said with a smile, “Haha, I, Yang Xiao, always act as I please, doing whatever I want, saving whoever I want. Let alone you, Yin Yewang, even if your father, Yin Tianzheng, came, he couldn’t control me.”

Yin Yewang sneered, “Good, good. The dignified Bright Left Emissary of the Ming Cult is actually someone who covets beauty. It’s truly not worth a laugh.” As he spoke, he waved his hand to his subordinates, “Let’s go. Associating with such a person would only lower our status for nothing.”

With those words, the group quickly departed.

After Yin Yewang and his group left, Ji Xiaofu spoke, “Yang Xiao, you are a great enemy of my Emei Sect. Logically, I should kill you, but you just saved me. I, Ji Xiaofu, am not someone who doesn’t repay kindness. Today, I’ll pretend I never saw you.”

Yang Xiao smiled, “Hahahaha, so the young lady is the heroine Ji. I, Yang, have long admired your reputation.” He paused slightly, then continued, “I, Yang, heard that heroine Ji and Wudang’s Sixth Hero Yin had an early engagement, but have never married. I presume there must be a reason. Our meeting today is fated. I, Yang, am willing to be a matchmaker and help arrange your union.”

Ji Xiaofu’s delicate brows furrowed, and she said coldly, “I am a disciple of the righteous path, and you are a great devil of the Ming Cult. We are naturally irreconcilable. How can you meddle in my affairs? Quickly unseal my acupoints. I don’t want to say another word to you.”

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