Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 46 Zhang Kuang, I’m here to take revenge on you!

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Xiao Zhao glanced at the wall next to him, then dejectedly sighed, "I'd rather not. I'm afraid my mother will beat me."

Wu Qingying smiled without answering. She turned her head to look at Zhu Jiuzhen who was lying on the cold jade bed. Her brows were slightly frowned, but she had no intention of trying to persuade her. She just raised her leg and kicked Zhu Jiuzhen's round butt.

"Get out of the way, we are going to start practicing internal skills."

Zhu Jiuzhen didn't get angry after being kicked. She turned around and rubbed inside, leaning against the wall. Most of the grapes in the fruit bowl in front of her were gone. She spat out a few grape seeds and rolled her eyes, saying, "Can't such a big bed accommodate you?"

"Snapped!"

Wu Qingying waved her hand to block in front of her face, her true energy surging, and she squeezed the grape seeds in her palm into a ball and threw them to the ground.

"I think you're in the way."

After saying that, she sat down on the cold jade bed, kicked off her shoes as if to show off, supported herself on the bed with her hands and raised her legs. A pair of long, straight legs like chopsticks slid over Zhu Jiuzhen, and she pinched a grape between her toes.

Purple grapes rolled on the round and smooth toes, and the toenails were painted with red cardamom, like a flower bud that had never bloomed, passing in front of Zhu Jiuzhen.

"Should I feed you two?"

"go away!"

Zhu Jiuzhen was furious. "Who wants to eat something you touched with your foot?"

Wu Qingying smiled without saying anything, staring at the wall.

Zhu Jiuzhen's lips moved, but she just hummed and said nothing.

Xiao Zhao had already quietly climbed onto the cold jade bed, crossed her legs and began to practice.

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The world is unpredictable.

Just when Zhang Kuang was thinking of taking action and preparing to go down the mountain to harvest materials, the Ruyang Palace was also preparing to take action against the undercurrent in the martial arts world.

Over the past four years, as most of the masters of the major famous and upright sects perished at Guangmingding, a small number of masters secretly practiced the quick version of the Nine Yin Scriptures in the hope of regrouping with stronger martial arts.

Therefore, the new Ming Cult with Yang Buhui as the saint was developing in full swing. Zhu Yuanzhang, the leader of Fengyang, gradually expanded outward with Fengyang as the core. Using the quick version of the Nine Yin Scriptures as a guide, he absorbed many wanderers from the martial arts world to serve the Ming Cult. The land of Huainan was gradually out of the control of the court.

The Prince of Ruyang's Mansion was also impeached because of this, and Prince Ruyang suffered a lot of punishment.

"The Huainan Ming Cult absorbed many of the remaining forces of the Guangmingding Ming Cult. Many wandering people in the martial arts world also chose to work for the Huainan Ming Cult in order to obtain the quick version of the Nine Yin Manual in their hands. As a result, the Huainan Ming Cult has produced many masters in recent years."

Minmin Temur's brother, Wang Baobao, the young prince of Ruyang Palace, had a murderous look in his eyes and snorted coldly, "In my opinion, we should directly mobilize the army to besiege Huainan. Even a mere gang of Jianghu forces cannot stop the imperial army."

Zhao Min decisively retorted, "Brother, the imperial army may be invincible, but using it to suppress Jianghu forces is something anyone can do. If we speak up, the Ruyang Palace won't be able to handle this matter."

If you want someone, even a dog can do it!

The Prince of Ruyang's Mansion was in a difficult situation at this time. If it asked the court for people, it would be tantamount to proving its own incompetence, and then it would be faced with suppression from all its political enemies.

Wang Baobao twirled the beads in his hand rapidly, and a bodhi bead slipped through his fingertips. He suddenly paused, "Doesn't Wan'an Temple still support a lot of people from famous and upright families?"

"Since those people have been unwilling to serve us for so many years, there's no need to keep them around any longer. Contact their sects. If you want to exchange them, you'll have to hand over a corresponding number of Huainan Mingjiao disciples."

Divert the trouble away and drive the tiger to devour the wolf!
Zhao Min nodded repeatedly upon hearing this. "There's no need to contact them privately about this matter. Just spread the news publicly." "Engrave the names, sects, and deeds of those who are still alive on the stele. Let everyone know that these people were 'loyal men' who would rather endure torture than betray their sect."

"Then have the two Xuanming Elders, Master Yuanzhen, Master Ku Tou Tuo, as well as Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San and a large number of soldiers guard Wan'an Temple to prevent people from the Jianghu from rescuing them."

"In this way, if those famous and upright sects don't find a way to save people, their reputation will be ruined. If they want to save people, they will have to fight against the Huainan Mingjiao and work for the court."

Upon hearing this, Prince Ruyang felt as if a huge stone in his heart had been lifted. He laughed heartily and said, "My son is very smart. No matter how cunning those people in the martial arts world are, they will have to do what we want."

Zhao Min smiled and added, "Not only that, we need to give them a time limit. Kill one every three days. If a sect has killed all of them, they should be sent back to that sect with great fanfare."

"If this happens, this sect will be humiliated. Then, even if we send experts to wipe out this sect, it won't cause as much of a stir in the martial arts world as before." Wang Baobao's eyes flashed with venom, and he snorted and laughed, "We can also directly blame the Huainan Ming Cult and make a show of force."

The brother and sister talked to each other, and the originally worrying situation immediately became clear and no longer a mess.

"Master Yuan Zhen, my brother and I will be in charge of the imperial court. As for the martial arts world, we will have to rely on Master Yuan Zhen for his help."

Yuan Zhen clasped his palms together, said "Amitabha," and said with a smile, "Thank you, Princess, for your trust. My disciple Chen Youliang has gathered most of the Beggars' Sect disciples in Jiangnan. They have been having a lot of friction with the Huainan Ming Cult, and they have been suppressing their anger. In my opinion, now is the time for the Beggars' Sect disciples to unleash their anger."

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The land of Huainan.

The Ming Cult has already openly displayed the Holy Fire Emblem, and while preaching, it is also training elite soldiers of the Five Elements Flag.

Unfortunately, the Fiery Flag and the Flood Flag rely too much on external objects and are still not very large in scale. However, the elite troops of the other three flags have at least 3,000 people and are not afraid of the imperial army at all.

But Yang Buhui didn't care about these things. She only thought about one thing.

"If we gather all our elite troops and experts, can we surround and kill Zhang Kuang?"

Yang Buhui proposed for the third time to go to Zhongnan Mountain to avenge the tragic death of his brother on Guangmingding. He was even willing to temporarily put aside his grudges with the famous and upright sects for this purpose, "Calling on all the masters of Jianghu to go to Zhongnan Mountain together for revenge!"

"Whoever kills Zhang Kuang will be a great benefactor to the martial arts world. My Ming Cult is willing to honor him as the leader of the martial arts world..."

"no!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sternly refused, his dark face filled with displeasure, his eyes flickering with dissatisfaction. "The situation within the sect is currently very good. If we lose a large number of masters due to this, those Jiangnan clans will not allow us to develop after learning from the previous experience. All our brothers' efforts over the past four years will be wasted!"

"Then try again somewhere else! I, Zhou Dian, support revenge!"

"Monk Peng is willing to go!"

"Revenge." The cold-faced gentleman was cold and modest, and spoke sparingly.

Zhang Zhong, the Taoist priest with the iron crown, said succinctly: "Count me in."

Shuo Bu De shook his Qian Kun Qi Bag and said with a strange laugh, "According to the rules of the sect, without the Dharma King and the two messengers of light, the Saint is the most powerful. Now that the five of us and the Saint all support revenge, is this a done deal?"

Zhu Yuanzhang clenched his fists, once again feeling the restrictions placed on him by the Ming Cult...

A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he supported it in an uncharacteristic way: "Okay, if that's the case, I, Old Zhu, also agree with revenge, but the foundation of the sect cannot be easily disturbed. I suggest that only experts be dispatched."

"Then it's settled!"

Yang Buhui made the final decision, looked towards the Zhongnan Mountains, and said solemnly in his heart:
"Zhang Kuang, I'm here to seek revenge on you!"

(End of this chapter)