Ask Wudang Chapter 070

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Yang Xiao’s expression changed, and he asked again, “How do you know about our sect’s secret passage?”

Yuan Zhen said, “Madam Yang personally brought this old monk here back then, so how could this old monk not know?”

Yang Xiao would not believe it, and shouted, “Nonsense! The Ming Cult’s secret passage can only be entered by the Cult Master. Even the Cult Master’s wife needs the Cult Master to bring her. How could you, an outsider, enter?”

Yuan Zhen said, “Let me tell you the truth, before I became a monk, my surname was Cheng, my given name was Kun, and my nickname was ‘Primordial Thunder Hand’.”

Upon hearing this, the Ming Cult members were all shocked: “You are the Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun’s master, ‘Primordial Thunder Hand’ Cheng Kun?”

“Cheng Kun? Eighth Uncle is truly resourceful. This dog thief really appeared. Today, I must kill him.”

Not only were the Ming Cult members shocked, but also Zhang Wuji, who was in the pocket of Bu Shuo.

Why was Zhang Wuji in Bu Shuo’s pocket?

It turned out that after Zhang Wuji and Ye Qingfeng parted ways that day, he dared not delay for a moment and traveled west. Halfway, he re-entered his original fate trajectory, first encountering Yin Li, and then the Emei Sect. Because Ye Qingfeng wanted him to be the Ming Cult Master, he deliberately concealed his identity and was not discovered by the Emei Sect. Later, he saved many Five Elements Banner disciples from the hands of Abbess Miejue, then met Bu Shuo, and was ambushed and captured by Bu Shuo.

Xie Xun was Zhang Wuji’s foster father, and their relationship had always been very deep. Even Zhang Wuji’s name was given by Xie Xun. How could Zhang Wuji not know Xie Xun’s past? It could be said without exaggeration that Xie Xun became a public enemy of the martial arts world entirely due to Cheng Kun. It was precisely because he heard Ye Qingfeng say that Cheng Kun was likely to appear that he came to Bright Summit.

At this moment, his great enemy was right in front of him, so how could he not be agitated?

However, Bu Shuo’s Qiankun Bag’s material was too special. Although Zhang Wuji’s Nine Yang Divine Skill was already perfected, it would still take some effort to break free from it.

Yuan Zhen continued, “Madam Yang was my childhood sweetheart and junior sister. We had an engagement long ago, but who knew that Yang Dingtian, that dog thief, would steal her away? My junior sister had no choice but to obey her father’s command. However, my junior sister still had feelings for me and often brought me to the Ming Cult’s secret passage for secret rendezvous. One time, Yang Dingtian was actually practicing martial arts next door, and our secret rendezvous was discovered by him. I thought I was dead, but unexpectedly, that dog thief just happened to suffer a qi deviation and died. Hahahaha…”

Upon hearing this again, the Ming Cult members were shocked again, thinking, “Cult Master Yang has been missing for many years, and we all thought he was still alive. We never expected that he had already passed away, and was even harmed by this bald thief, dying from qi deviation. It’s truly hateful.”

Yuan Zhen’s expression suddenly changed, and with a look of grief and indignation, he said, “That dog thief Yang Dingtian, he died, so he died. Unexpectedly, my junior sister felt guilty because of this and, taking me by surprise, committed suicide. Originally, my junior sister and I were deeply in love, a perfect marriage, but everything was destroyed by that dog thief Yang Dingtian. He, relying on his position as the Ming Cult Master, took away my beloved. Dying like that was simply too easy for him. Therefore, I swore an oath to heaven at that time that I would definitely destroy the Ming Cult, only then could I vent the hatred in my heart.”

Yang Xiao said, “To seek revenge, you have been planning for decades. It must have been hard on you.”

Yuan Zhen’s expression remained unchanged as he continued, “For thirty years, I didn’t want to destroy the Ming Cult, but unfortunately, I was alone and weak. To destroy the Ming Cult, I could only sow discord. At that time, Xie Xun was the Golden-Haired Lion of the Ming Cult, and I decided to use him to carry out my grand revenge plan. I feigned drunkenness and raped his wife and killed his entire family, making him hate me to the bone and search for me everywhere to seek revenge. When he couldn’t find me, he would act recklessly. Hehe, no one knows a disciple better than his master. He indeed fell into my trap, wantonly killing innocent people everywhere, making the Ming Cult enemies all around, and even forming a blood feud with various sects. He injured the Five Elders of Kongtong with his palm, killed the eminent monk Kong Jian, and in the Battle of Wangpan Mountain, he used the Lion’s Roar to make the elites of various sects become imbeciles. Hehe, Xie Xun, this foolish disciple, truly did not waste my teaching him a good set of martial arts.”

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji in the Qiankun Bag became even more agitated. He desperately pounded the cloth bag, and his Nine Yang True Qi continuously overflowed, but it rebounded back as soon as it touched the inner wall, continuously striking his body. As more and more Nine Yang True Qi gathered, the Qiankun Bag also became hotter and hotter. Zhang Wuji felt as if he had fallen into a huge furnace, unbearably hot.

However, his foster father’s great enemy was right in front of him, and he didn’t want to give up just like that. So, he gritted his teeth, endured the torment of the heat, and continuously vented the Nine Yang True Qi in his body, attempting to break through the Qiankun Bag.

This Qiankun Bag had a very special material; it was impervious to blades and spears, immune to water and fire, and even true qi could not leak out. As Zhang Wuji vented more and more Nine Yang True Qi, the Qiankun Bag also grew larger and larger.

Fortunately, Zhang Wuji had already experienced the suffering of Nine Yang Burning Body, so although the heat was unbearable at the moment, he could still endure it.

In the main hall, the conversation between Yang Xiao and Yuan Zhen continued.

Yang Xiao said, “I never expected that even your master, the eminent monk Kong Jian, would die under your treacherous scheme.”

Yuan Zhen laughed, “How could I, Cheng Kun, have the sincerity to take him as my master? I was willing to kowtow a few more times to him, and he died with no regrets, hahahaha…” He chuckled twice, then said, “Everything that needed to be said has been said. It’s time to send you on your way.”

As his words fell, he raised a hand and pointed, first targeting Yang Xiao.

“Splat!”

The finger force was fierce, a whistling sound pierced the air, and before the force reached his body, a chilling aura had already enveloped him.

“My life is over!”

Yang Xiao sighed inwardly and slowly closed his eyes.

At this critical moment, the Qiankun Bag actually flew over, precisely blocking Yuan Zhen.

“Splat!”

With a crisp sound, Yuan Zhen’s Illusory Yin Finger struck Zhang Wuji’s Tanzhong acupoint through the cloth bag. Although the cloth bag had the ability to isolate true qi, it could not offset the inertial force.

The Nine Yang Manual states: “Let him be strong, like a gentle breeze brushing a mountain ridge. Let him be wild, like the bright moon shining on a great river.”

At this moment, true qi surged within the Qiankun Bag, and internal energy surged within Zhang Wuji’s body.

Yuan Zhen’s finger strike landed precisely on Zhang Wuji’s Tanzhong acupoint, a vital point in the human body. And the Nine Yang True Qi had an automatic protective effect. Upon receiving this blow, the latent Nine Yang True Qi in his body immediately counterattacked. In an instant, the nine suns shone together, and dragons and tigers converged. Zhang Wuji’s Nine Yang True Qi instantly erupted, like surging waves crashing against the shore.

“Ah——”

He let out a loud roar, shaking four li, the sound waves like a tide, deafening everyone in the hall.

Immediately after, there was a muffled thud, and the Qiankun Bag suddenly shattered, and Zhang Wuji was freed.

After breaking free, Zhang Wuji’s gaze instantly fell upon Yuan Zhen, making Yuan Zhen feel a surge of fear in his heart.

Yuan Zhen had thought he had victory in his grasp, never expecting a Cheng Yaojin to appear halfway. Upon seeing Zhang Wuji’s figure and appearance, merely a young man of about twenty, he assumed he couldn’t be that formidable, which slightly put his mind at ease. Immediately, he heard him sternly demand, “Brat, who are you, to dare ruin this Buddha’s good deed?”

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