Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Granny Jin Hua was shocked and quickly turned around, only to see a handsome young Taoist standing on the roof of the house.

She retreated several meters in a panic, holding her cane across her chest: "What nonsense are you talking about? My name is Jin Hua, not Dai Qisi as you say."

As he spoke, he stared intently at the Taoist's face, scrutinizing him closely.

When her identity was immediately recognized, she instinctively assumed that someone from the Persian headquarters had come looking for her.

Seeing that the Taoist priest had a genuine Central Plains appearance, he felt somewhat at ease.

"Heh, do you really think you can fool everyone by wearing a human skin mask?" Yue Zhuoqun smiled faintly. As soon as he finished speaking, he descended from the sky and rushed towards Granny Jin Hua with great speed, reaching out to grab her face.

"Get out of my way!"

Granny Jin Hua flicked her sleeve and launched several hidden golden flowers, while simultaneously swinging her cane to strike Yue Zhuoqun's palm.

However, Yue Zhuoqun's hand only made a feint, and Jin Hua was caught in his hand. Then, he put his other hand on his cane and pulled her aside.

A tremendous force came, and Granny Jin Hua was pulled forward, staggering.

shuh~

She felt a chill on her face, and when she looked again, Yue Zhuoqun had already retreated several meters away.

He held a human skin mask in his hand and was staring intently at her face.

"As expected of the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains martial arts world, she lives up to her reputation."

Dai Qisi looked to be a young woman in her late twenties, mature, alluring, and exotic.

Hu Qingniu, Wang Nangu, Ali, and even the still-living Ji Xiaofu were all stunned by her appearance, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"Grandma, I never knew you were so beautiful!" Ali exclaimed.

She had been by Dai Qisi's side for a long time and never imagined that the old and frail face was actually a human skin mask, let alone that such a beautiful face was hidden beneath the human skin.

Dai Qisi blushed and quickly covered the lower half of her face with her sleeve, shouting, "Give me back my mask!"

“Since you’ve already taken it off, why bother putting it back on? It would be a real shame if such a handsome face went unappreciated!” Yue Zhuoqun smiled, showing no intention of returning it.

"What do you know!" Dai Qisi stamped her foot anxiously.

What woman in the world doesn't love beauty, especially a woman with her looks?

He only wore a human skin mask to avoid being found by the Persian religious leaders, and only dared to take it off when the night was quiet, sighing to himself in front of the mirror.

"If you're afraid of being found by the Persian missionaries and taken back to be burned alive, you don't need to worry! With me here, no one can touch you."

"Who exactly are you, and how do you know so much?"

"Yue Zhuoqun, Flag Bearer of the Houtu Banner of the Ming Cult!"

"So you're just a lowly flag bearer. You have no idea how powerful the Grand Master is." Dai Qisi shook her head speechlessly.

The Persian Ming Cult revered its leader, followed by the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, any one of whom would be considered a top-tier master in the Central Plains.

Under the King of Treasure Trees are messengers, one of whom is her father, the Beginner of Pure Goodness. In addition, there are messengers such as the Flowing Cloud Messenger, the Wonderful Wind Messenger, the Radiant Moon Messenger, the Punishment Messenger, and the Protector of the Teachings Messenger, all of whom possess first-class strength.

Unlike the Central Plains, Persia is not a place where various sects and factions coexist, and the righteous and the evil are constantly fighting each other.

The main religion held an unparalleled position in Persia, controlling the operation of the entire country and gathering countless believers and masters.

"You don't understand my power!"

A divine light flashed in Yue Zhuoqun's eyes, and a tremendous aura burst forth, causing the air to tremble.

Chapter 106 The Opportunity to Annihilate the Ming Cult

Once the aura was unleashed, it stirred up an area of ​​more than ten meters around Yue Zhuoqun's body, causing a howling wind.

Dai Qisi met his gaze, which was flashing with an unusual light, and her heart trembled.

He felt that Yue Zhuoqun's figure rose infinitely taller, like an invincible true god standing tall between heaven and earth.

My heart trembled with excitement, and I almost knelt down to kowtow.

Fortunately, Yue Zhuoqun quickly reined in his imposing manner, preventing her from losing her composure.

Even so, it left an indelible impression on her.

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The shadow cast by the so-called "Master Treasure Tree King" and "Master Envoy" has vanished, replaced by Yue Zhuoqun, and she can no longer feel the slightest bit of contempt.

Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu also snapped out of their daze and hurriedly stepped forward to bow deeply to Yue Zhuoqun: "Your subordinates greet the Flag Bearer!"

"No need for so much formality." Yue Zhuoqun waved his hand and pointed in Ji Xiaofu's direction: "Although she is a disciple of the Emei Sect, she is also Yang Xiao's woman, and the little girl next to her is Yang Xiao's daughter."

"what!"

Hu Qingniu was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out silver needles from his pocket and stepped forward: "Why didn't you reveal your identity earlier? I would have helped you detoxify right away."

Ji Xiaofu blushed. She had married Yang Xiao under conditions of half-submission and half-compliance, but she had never regretted it.

However, being born into the Emei Sect, the pressure from her master, Abbess Miejue, was too great, and she never dared to mention it.

Yue Zhuoqun had spared her life before, and now he was instructing Hu Qingniu to detoxify her. Feeling grateful, she whispered, "Thank you~"

Yue Zhuoqun nodded, then looked at Dai Qisi, who was standing not far away with a complicated expression:

"It is truly unreasonable for you to blame Hu Qingniu for Han Qianye's death."

"For the sake of our shared membership in the Ming Cult, let's not hold a grudge against them anymore. Besides, these two are of great use to me."

Hu Qingniu was known as the Immortal Physician, and Wang Nangu was known as the Immortal Poisoner. In their time, no one could surpass the two of them in terms of healing the sick and saving lives, or in using poison to harm people.

Such talent can play a significant role in a large army.

Dai Qisi raised her eyebrows and thought to herself: You've already stepped in to protect them, so even if I wanted to hold a grudge, I wouldn't have the chance!

But she said with a coquettish tone, "I am no longer a member of the Ming Cult."

"If I say you are, then you are!"

"Ha! You're just a flag bearer; your status in the Ming Cult isn't even as high as mine!"

In terms of status, the Dharma King who protects the Dharma is only below the leader of the religion and the left and right messengers, and the flag bearer's status is not even as high as that of the Five Scattered People.

"He is now the flag bearer, and in a while he will be the leader of the Ming Cult."

"You...you want to vie for the position of leader?"

“Indeed, I have come here specifically to see you. Three months from now, I will gather the Dharma Protectors, the Five Wanderers, the Flag Bearers, and the leaders of the various branch altars at Bright Peak to take over the Ming Cult!”

Dai Qisi stared blankly at Yue Zhuoqun, unable to come back to her senses.

After so many years of disintegration, is the Ming Cult finally about to reunite?

Thanks to Hu Qingniu's skillful treatment, Ji Xiaofu's poison was quickly cured. However, she had been poisoned for a long time and was very weak, so she needed to recuperate for a while.

Afterwards, Hu Qingniu and his wife packed their belongings, and the group followed Yue Zhuoqun to Yuanzhou City.

Not long after the group left, a group of women, half monks and half laywomen, arrived, each carrying a sword. The leader was an old nun with a sinister face.

"Master, I remember hearing that Junior Sister Ji and her little devil are hiding here," a female disciple with a stern face said, leading the way.

But when he walked in and saw the empty courtyard, he froze, saying, "They must have known that you were coming in person, Master, and fled beforehand."

Just then, a weak voice came from a nearby thatched hut: "Is...is that Abbess Miejue?"

A middle-aged man was seen wriggling and poking his head out of the thatched hut.

He survived only because Dai Qisi broke his limbs, not because she poisoned him.

"You're a disciple of the Divine Fist Sect?" Miejue raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, "What happened here?"

"It's the Demonic Cult..." The disciple of the Divine Fist Sect recounted the events haltingly.

When Miejue heard that Ji Xiaofu had indeed given birth to a daughter for Yang Xiao and was now leaving with Yue Zhuoqun and the others, she was furious.

"Damn the Demonic Cult, damn Yang Xiao!"

Yin~

Boom!

The Heaven-Slaying Sword was drawn, its sharp sword energy splitting the house in two, its power terrifying beyond compare.

Yang Xiao was the demon she hated the most.

When she was young, Miejue was in love with her senior brother Gu Hongzi. However, Gu Hongzi lost a martial arts contest with Yang Xiao and had his Heaven Sword taken away. In the end, she died in anger.

Now that his most beloved disciple has been seduced away by Yang Xiao, how can he possibly tolerate this?

"Master, I heard from that demon named Yue Zhuoqun that he plans to gather all the Ming Cult demons at Bright Peak in three months to compete for the position of leader!"

Extinction's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

The internal discord within the Ming Cult was no secret in the martial arts world.

Yue Zhuoqun is vying for the position of leader, which will likely lead to internal strife. This could be a good opportunity to eliminate the Ming Cult in one fell swoop.

"Jingxuan, find a doctor to bandage his injuries, and then send him back to the Divine Fist Sect."

"It's Master."

The senior disciple, Jingxuan, dressed as a nun, responded and turned to leave.