The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 172 Zhang Sanfeng Rebukes Zhao Min

It is said that the people from the six major sects arrived at Kunlun Sect without any danger along the way, just when the Mongols were attacking the mountain, a group of masters suddenly rushed out from behind, broke the Mongol army into pieces and successfully broke the siege. The people from Kunlun Sect returned, and the sect became more stable. However, at this time, the six sects had disagreements.

Strictly speaking, everyone was not completely on the same route. They could only move forward temporarily because there were powerful enemies on the side. Now that they had arrived at the territory of Kunlun Sect and the enemies had temporarily retreated, everyone began to have their own little thoughts.

Where to go next?

Emei? Kongtong? Huashan? Or should I go straight to Shaolin or Wudang?

Shaolin and Wudang are the farthest away, and Emei, Kongtong and Huashan are not entirely on the way. So how to go next has become a big problem. Seeing the damage caused to Kunlun Sect by the Tartars' attack on the mountain, they all want to return to their own sects immediately.

"If you can guarantee that you can run faster than the Tartar cavalry, or defeat so many masters in the jungle, you can leave on your own." Zhou Zhiruo's words silenced everyone.

"This won't work, and that won't work. Do we have to rush back slowly? I'm afraid that when we return to the mountain gate, all we will see is a pile of ruins." Guan Neng, the eldest of the five elders of Kongtong, was extremely anxious. The Kongtong sect might be in danger next, and they had to go back as soon as possible. The same was true for Emei and Huashan. Shaolin and Wudang were far away, and it would take time for the enemy to catch up.

"It's not that there is really no way. Let's start from here and go along this road. When we get here, we can just go downstream. The Mongol Tartar cavalry is invincible on land, but the navy is useless. We will be safe once we get on the water." Zhou Zhiruo is proficient in water and is quite familiar with waterways. She also knows that Zhou Zhiyang is now working hard to control the Yangtze River. The Mongol navy may have been targeted by him and will probably be wiped out soon.

The more Nun Miejue looked at Zhou Zhiruo, the more she liked her. This girl was truly the most suitable to be the successor to the head of the Emei Sect. She had superb martial arts inherited from Peach Blossom Island, was smart and able to draw inferences from one instance, and had outstanding abilities and extraordinary wisdom. However, there was one thing that she slightly disliked, and that was an inexplicable feeling she had for Song Qingshu.

Can the head of Wudang and the head of Emei get married? After the marriage, does the head of Emei move into Wudang, or does the head of Wudang move into Emei?

Alas, how could Wudang be so full of talent? Needless to say, Song Qingshu, the leader of the third generation of disciples, was unmatched. Zhang Wuji, the male second disciple, stood undefeated against the White-browed Eagle King and is now the acting leader of the Ming Cult. Even Zhou Zhiruo, the female disciple, was envious. Her second disciple's martial arts were comparable to those of the Five Wandering Warriors, yet she was obsessed with Zhang Wuji, allowing herself to degenerate and become entangled with the Demon Cult. And finally, Wu Qingying, who had forcibly bound Yin Liting with a thread of love, allowing him to escape the tragedy of Ji Xiaofu.

Leaving aside the Kunlun Sect's six major sects, let's talk about Song Qingshu leading his men on two horses to the grasslands, heading straight for Dadu. This time, with the Ming Cult's support, Zhao Min was unable to track him down. After waiting for two days without success, she immediately set off for the Central Plains. Wudang Mountain was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and among the remaining defenders was Zhang Sanfeng, the foremost martial artist. Zhao Min didn't believe she could capture it quickly, so her first choice was Shaolin.

The masters of the six major sects were not captured. In order to prevent the news from leaking, Zhao Min made every effort to rush to Shaolin day and night. Although Zhou Zhiruo proposed a water route, she was still one step slower. Shaolin eventually could not escape the fate of being destroyed. Master Kongwen and other Shaolin monks were captured, and many other monks were killed or injured.

Song Yuanqiao, Yu Daying, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu and others rushed back to Wudang Mountain, and saw a familiar-looking bald monk waiting to be received in the main hall. The monk was frightened when he saw Song Yuanqiao and others, and turned around to run away, but was surrounded by four people and beaten up. They beat him half to death before they stopped.

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu heard that a senior monk from the Shaolin Kung generation was coming to visit. Just as they were about to go out to greet him, they saw their four fellow disciples coming back and beating up the senior monk. They were confused for a moment.

"That damn Shaolin monk, the disciple of the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions, the running dog of the Mongols, was the one who hurt my third brother back then." Mo Shenggu kicked him so hard that he spat out a mouthful of blood. Zhou Zhiruo saluted her master and then briefly told him about the siege of Guangmingding.

When Zhang Cuishan heard that his son had become the leader of the Ming Cult, he couldn't help but frown, but Yin Susu was complacent. The Ming Cult was so powerful that it had even merged with the Sky Eagle Cult. It was no exaggeration to say that it was the best in the world. His son was actually the leader. Tsk tsk, didn't she then become the mother of the Ming Cult leader?

Song Yuanqiao immediately asked Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Susu and Zhou Zhiruo to sound the alarm and arrange defense. Yu Daying tortured the bald man named Gangxiang in every possible way, breaking all his joints like he did in the past. Not satisfied with this, he also injured his internal organs with masculine means. If the problem cannot be resolved in time, he will inevitably suffer every day in the future.

The monk Gangxiang was also a tough guy. He refused to say a word (it's not that I didn't want to talk, but you pressed my mute point, how can you make me beg for mercy?). Finally, he fainted from the pain, just like Yu Daying was dying back then.

Zhao Min led the group up the mountain, but encountered numerous obstacles. Finally reaching the halfway point, she was startled by the people she met. The plain-clothed old man at the head of the group must have been Zhang Sanfeng, and the leader of the group standing beside him was surprisingly Song Yuanqiao. Behind them were Yu Daying, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu, Yin Susu, Wu Qingying, Zhou Zhiruo, and others whom she recognized most. There was also someone she was even more familiar with, lying limp on the ground, covered in blood. It was Gang Xiang, the man she had sent to assassinate Zhang Sanfeng.

"My Lady, I beg your pardon for not welcoming you." Zhang Sanfeng's words startled Zhao Min even more. How had her identity been revealed? Was there a spy among her men? Or had the Prime Minister given her away under torture?

Zhao Min, realizing her identity had been exposed, didn't bother to make excuses anymore. She folded her folding fan and said loudly, "Master Zhang is a leading figure in the martial arts world. I have some good advice to offer. I wonder if Master Zhang will listen."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "If it is truly good advice that will be helpful in resisting the Tartar tyranny and saving the people of the world, then you can speak it."

Zhao Min's face suddenly darkened. This old Taoist was truly formidable. He had blocked her path to success with a single blow, snorting coldly, "Under heaven, all land belongs to the king, and all the people are his subjects. The Mongol Emperor's power reigns supreme. If Master Zhang can submit to his will, the Emperor will grant him a special title. The Wudang Clan will undoubtedly be greatly honored, and this will prevent the casualties of innocent people."

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes flashed as he stared at Zhao Min. He said, "The Yuan people were brutal and cruel, and they harmed the people. The heroes of today are rising up to drive out the barbarians and recover our homeland. All of us descendants of the Yellow Emperor share the desire to expel the Tartars. This is the unwavering trend."

There was no point in getting any further, Zhang Sanfeng was safe and sound, six of the Seven Heroes of Wudang were present, and hundreds of disciples were well-equipped, which made Zhao Min's men look like a mob. Moreover, this was not all the strength of Wudang. The people Zhao Min sent to infiltrate Wudang screamed from time to time, but no one came to report good news. It was obvious that they had a backup plan.

"Today, I will spare the Wudang Sect for Zhang Sanfeng's sake. However, when the army approaches in the future, I hope Zhang Sanfeng can still have the same integrity as today. Let's go!" Zhao Min was unwilling, but the opponent's strength was not inferior to hers. If she attacked the mountain by force, her entire army might be wiped out. She had heard of the Wudang Seven-Section Formation. Before, it was only performed by five people, but now it has become six people, and it is even a complete seven-section formation. The competition is even greater. Coupled with the intact Zhang Sanfeng, it is impossible for her not to retreat.

"The Mongol Yuan Dynasty is doomed. You must be well-read, dressed in Hanfu. Please make plans early and don't fall into the abyss with that corrupt and brutal court." Zhang Sanfeng's words made Zhao Min furious. He actually advised her to change her ways? How ridiculous!

"Report! Princess, Shaolin Kongwen and others were robbed." A voice came from a distance, but it was a piece of news that made her even more anxious and shocked.

"Who is so bold?"

"I am Wudang Yu Lianzhou!"