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Ask Wudang Chapter 153


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The heroes in the courtyard heard the conversation between the master and disciple. At first, they were somewhat confused and didn’t understand its meaning, but by this point, they finally began to grasp some of it. So, the heroes looked intently at Golden Wheel Dharma King and his group, each eager to make a move.

From the looks of it, as soon as Golden Wheel Dharma King said he wasn’t here to abandon darkness for light, the heroes would swarm him.

There were about four or five thousand people among the heroes present, while Golden Wheel Dharma King and his group only numbered a few dozen. Although every person in Golden Wheel Dharma King’s group was skilled, the heroes present were not weak either. If they were to clash, Golden Wheel Dharma King’s group would be utterly annihilated.

In fact, the reason Ye Qingfeng and his disciple Yang Guo cooperated to clarify the stakes was partly because he didn’t want the Mongols to disrupt the assembly, but also because he genuinely couldn’t understand why Golden Wheel Dharma King and others would come to participate in the assembly.

An high-ranking enemy official actually coming to participate in our side’s martial arts alliance leader election was simply too absurd.

In the original work, after Golden Wheel Dharma King and his group arrived at the assembly, the heroes of the Central Plains not only didn’t find it absurd but even allowed the other party to show off their might at the meeting. Even Huang Rong, who was always resourceful, temporarily had her mind go blank and let them do as they pleased.

In Ye Qingfeng’s opinion, this was simply a collective act of lowering intelligence.

Just imagine, a group of foreign-born contestants wanting to run for their own country’s martial arts alliance leader. The first hurdle, nationality, would be enough to disqualify them. Since these people don’t even have the right to compete, why bother arguing with them?

Perhaps, the heroes initially thought that since they were martial artists, they should act according to martial arts rules, which is why they didn’t see the underlying stakes. Now, with Ye Qingfeng and his disciple clarifying the stakes, the martial artists in the courtyard suddenly woke up and thought to themselves, “That’s right, the Tartar National Preceptor is an enemy to begin with, what right does he have to participate in our martial arts assembly?”

Most of the heroes who came to the assembly were rough people, and the purpose of this assembly was to resist the Tartars. Now that the Tartar National Preceptor had appeared before them, if they could kill him, it would certainly greatly damage the Tartars’ morale.

Thinking of this, the heroes’ gazes towards Golden Wheel Dharma King and his group became even more fervent.

Seeing the heroes’ unfriendly expressions, even Golden Wheel Dharma King, resourceful as he was and confident in his martial arts being unrivaled, couldn’t help but feel a little flustered at this moment. However, he was, after all, a generation’s martial arts grandmaster. He instantly composed himself and immediately burst into laughter, “Hahahaha, when this old monk was in Tibet, I heard people say how many talents the Central Plains martial arts world produced. I didn’t expect them to all be people who bully the few with the many.”

Upon hearing this, the heroes’ expressions softened slightly.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng gave Yang Guo a look.

Yang Guo understood and said, “This National Preceptor, your words are mistaken. We Han people and the Tartars are sworn enemies. As a Tartar National Preceptor, you are naturally our enemy. We often wish to kill our enemies as quickly as possible, so how can we talk about jianghu rules? Furthermore, the Mongolian Tartars are brutal and inhumane, attacking and plundering our Han people’s land. Every city they capture, they slaughter the common people. When have they ever talked about rules?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the heroes, whose expressions had softened, once again firmed their gazes, their eyes gleaming with red light.

“This little brother is right. There’s no need to talk about rules with the Mongolian Tartars. Killing them all together is the right way.”

“The Mongolian Tartars are brutal and inhumane, they are our sworn enemies. There’s no need to talk about jianghu rules with sworn enemies.”

“Everyone, let’s go together and kill this Tartar National Preceptor. Let’s give the Tartars a show of force first.”

Looking at the surging emotions of the crowd, Huang Rong couldn’t help but deeply gaze at Ye Qingfeng, thinking, “Jing Brother has always highly praised this person. Before, I was somewhat unconvinced, but now it seems I underestimated him. With just a few words, he stirred up the emotions of the heroes. This person is not only formidable in martial arts, but his schemes are also incredibly profound. However, this Golden Wheel Dharma King is the Mongolian National Preceptor. If the heroes really kill him, it will just give Mongolia an excuse to raise an army. Our Great Song is not yet ready, and if we are suddenly attacked, I’m afraid we won’t be able to resist.”

Thinking of this, Huang Rong then spoke, “All you heroes, please listen to me.”

Although Huang Rong was a woman, she had extremely high prestige. She was the daughter of Eastern Heretic, the wife of Guo Jing, and the former leader of the world’s largest gang. Since she spoke, the heroes naturally gave her face and all quieted down.

After the heroes quieted down, Huang Rong looked at Golden Wheel Dharma King and said, “Golden Wheel National Preceptor, our Great Song is a land of etiquette. You are a guest from afar. When two countries are at war, they do not kill the envoy. Since you have come, you may witness the election of our Central Plains martial arts alliance leader. As for competing for the position of alliance leader, you should not even think about it. After all, you are not Han, so you are inherently disqualified.”

Golden Wheel Dharma King had thought that a fierce battle was inevitable, but he didn’t expect to be stopped by Huang Rong’s words at the critical moment. He couldn’t help but look at Huang Rong with higher regard. After weighing Huang Rong’s words, he decided to temporarily compromise. Anyway, his purpose in coming to contend for the martial arts alliance leader position was to suppress the morale of the Central Plains martial artists; he never actually intended to sit in that position.

Compared to the position of martial arts alliance leader, wasn’t his position as the First Protectorate Dharma Master more appealing?

At that moment, he heard him say, “You are Leader Huang, right? Your Central Plains martial arts world electing an alliance leader has nothing to do with this old monk, and this old monk doesn’t want to interfere.” Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Ye Qingfeng, loudly saying, “This old monk is here to find this person. Six years ago, this person killed my disciple, Huo Du, at the foot of Mount Zhongnan. This old monk cannot not avenge this grudge.”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately turned their gaze towards Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly and said, “Heh heh, you big lama certainly have some quick wit. Your ability to divert conflict is not bad.”

Golden Wheel Dharma King said, “A life for a life is only right and proper. I heard you are revered as the Sword Saint. Do you dare to do it but not admit it?”

Ye Qingfeng still had a faint smile, “When did I say I wouldn’t admit it? That’s right, I did kill Huo Du. The Mongolian Tartars are the sworn enemies of the Han people. As a Han person, shouldn’t I kill Tartars?”

Golden Wheel Dharma King said, “According to you, since you killed this old monk’s disciple, it’s only right for this old monk to come and seek revenge from you.”

Ye Qingfeng said, “That’s right, it is indeed right. But it depends on whether you have the ability to take revenge.”

Upon hearing this, Golden Wheel Dharma King’s anger flared. He shouted, “Darba, go kill him and avenge your junior brother.”

“Yes, Master.”

Darba responded and walked out, carrying his golden iron staff, looking like a black pagoda.

Compared to six years ago, Darba’s aura was now even more profound, clearly indicating that he had worked diligently in recent years and his cultivation had greatly advanced. Six years ago, he knew he was no match for Ye Qingfeng and didn’t dare to entangle further after Ye Qingfeng spared his life. After six years of arduous cultivation, not only had his cultivation greatly advanced, but he had also learned the Supreme Great Strength Staff technique, clearly giving him confidence.

Just then, Yang Guo’s figure flickered, blocking Darba.

Darba gruffly said, “Who are you? Get out of the way, I’m not fighting you.”

Yang Guo said, “When Master has something to do, the disciple serves. If you want to trouble my Master, you’ll have to ask me first.”


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Ask Wudang

Ask Wudang

问道武当
Status: Ongoing Type: Released: 2025 Native Language: chinesse
[Exclusively signed novel on Fulu Novel Network: Asking for the Way to Wudang] After traveling through time, he became Zhang Sanfeng's last disciple. He learned martial arts at the age of three, entered Taoism at the age of five, and began his evil life from then on.

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