Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

"Oh?"

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Kojiro's eyes lit up.

Although he publicly claimed to be only a martial artist at the Strength Realm.

Having been in the Republic of China for so many years, he has never revealed his true strength, and the outside world has believed it to be true.

However, he is actually a genuine martial arts master.

Jiang Wangzu's rapid rise to power meant that the forces in the Shanghai concessions were not unaware of him.

He also inquired about Jiang Wangzu's strength from various sources.

His cultivation at the Qi and Blood Realm, coupled with his physical martial arts training, allowed him to withstand bullets with his bare body.

In terms of physical strength, he is stronger than ordinary martial artists at the Jinli realm, and his overall strength is at most equivalent to that of a martial artist at the Jinli realm.

But in the eyes of this martial arts master, none of these things matter.

Below the level of a martial arts master, all are mere ants!

However, even though he possessed the strength to kill Jiang Wangzu, he dared not act rashly within the territory of Shanghai.

One possibility is that it could lead to conflict between the two countries.

Another reason is that there was a martial arts master standing behind Jiang Wangzu.

Moreover, he was not just any ordinary martial arts master.

Instead, he is a martial arts master who far surpasses his peers and can kill martial arts grandmasters!

Such a deterrent is truly terrifying!

But now he has actually left Shanghai.

He was accompanied only by a beautiful woman.

This really is the best time!

"The Japanese will be waging war against the Republic of China within a few years. We must occupy Shanghai, the economic core, and use it as a springboard to infiltrate all parts of the Republic of China."

"Any force that stands in the way of our Eastern Empire will be crushed!"

"Jiang Wangzu is no exception!"

An elderly man in a suit spoke in a stiff tone.

His name is Kameda Taiken. He came on behalf of the military of the Eastern Empire and also represented the will of the empire.

Although Miyamoto Kojiro was a martial arts master, he still had to obey the orders of the empire.

"However, Miyamoto-kun, you don't need to worry too much."

"This time, we also dispatched dozens of Jonin skilled in assassination and three Onmyoji to Shanghai."

"They will cooperate with you to intercept and kill Jiang Wangzu."

"Afterwards, they will remain in the Shanghai concessions, serving as the empire's sharpest sword, eliminating all threats until Shanghai is completely under its control!"

Kameda Taiken then changed the subject, giving Miyamoto Kojiro another reassurance.

"Hey!"

"I am willing to serve the Empire!"

Miyamoto Kojiro said seriously.

…………

At this moment, Jiang Wangzu was unaware that he had been placed on the assassination list of the Eastern Empire.

Of course, he wasn't the only one on the list.

After he left Shanghai, many prominent figures in the city's political and business circles were assassinated.

Some were successfully assassinated, their lives ending in death.

Some narrowly escaped death, but they lived in constant fear.

The entire city of Shanghai was on high alert, with everyone on edge.

Jiang Wangzu, on the other hand, traveled upstream on the Longjiang River with Pei Zhenzhu aboard a private passenger ship provided free of charge by Ding Lie.

We traveled through mountains and rivers, constantly moving closer to Wudang Mountain.

Two weeks later.

Jiang Wangzu and Pei Zhenzhu then arrived at Wudang Mountain.

Wudang Mountain is located in the foothills of the Qinling Mountains and is the foremost of the four famous Taoist mountains.

In this day and age, there are many sects on Wudang Mountain, with five major forces.

The most powerful and famous among them was Zhang Sanfeng, whose martial arts cultivation was unparalleled and who was revered as the Pure Void Primordial True Lord. Zhang Zhenren founded the Wudang Sect.

Although the Wudang School is a Taoist sect and also has a lineage of sorcerers, it is also a renowned martial arts sect.

After all, the famous Tai Chi Chuan of later generations is said to have been created by this Zhang Sanfeng.

Legend has it that Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, entered the realm of terrestrial immortals and has not died to this day, living a carefree life in the world.

Some even say he has ascended to heaven.

But whether it's true or false, no one can say for sure.

However, the Wudang School has declined significantly since then, with most of the legacy of Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng lost and fewer and fewer masters remaining within the school.

In times of chaos, the world is in turmoil.

But as the saying goes, even a wrecked ship has three pounds of nails, and a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse.

Faced with such a behemoth, Jiang Wangzu naturally had to be cautious.

"Sister Pearl, what do you think of Wudang Mountain?"

Jiang Wangzu asked.

"Wudang Mountain is naturally a place of beautiful scenery and abundant natural energy."

"However, the common saying is that the Wudang Sect has declined, but this is probably untrue."

"In my perception, there are five martial arts masters and three sorcerers in the entire Wudang Mountain."

"There is also a very special one who should follow the path of Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng, practicing both martial arts and sorcery."

"The martial arts realm is Martial Arts Grandmaster, and the sorcerer realm is True Person!"

Pei Zhenzhu said in a deep voice with a solemn expression.

The True Person Realm, the sixth realm within the Sorcerer Realm, is equivalent to a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

To say which one is stronger or weaker in terms of overall strength.

Overall, martial arts masters are still stronger.

However, if a sorcerer makes a plan in advance, even a martial arts master can perish in the Northwest.

"Huh?"

"Wow, Wudang Mountain has such a rich cultural heritage?"

Jiang Wangzu was also taken aback upon hearing this.

People are saying how much the Wudang School has declined.

He thought that in this day and age, the Wudang Sect was lucky to have a martial arts master in charge.

Unexpectedly, there are five martial arts masters and three sorcerers here!

With such profound knowledge and experience, even a Grandmaster of Profound Realm would have to think twice!

This Wudang sect really knows how to play dumb to fool others!

"what?"

"Interesting, they actually sensed my presence."

"They're here!"

As soon as Pei Zhenzhu finished speaking, several figures came down from Wudao Mountain.

The elderly man at the head of the group had gray hair and beard, wore a Taoist bun, dressed in a simple moon-white Taoist robe, and cloth shoes. He could walk ten zhang in one step, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

Behind the old man were two middle-aged Taoist priests, both with broad shoulders and thick waists, imposing physiques, and restrained qi and blood, as if a volcano were sealed inside their bodies.

These are two martial arts masters!

In addition, under Pei Zhenzhu's influence, the three sorcerers were also making arrangements on Wudang Mountain as a precaution.

There are also three martial arts masters who are stationed in all four directions of the sect.

This is true depth and substance!

"Distinguished guests, you have come from afar. We are so sorry for not greeting you properly!"

"This humble Taoist, Xuanxiaozi, greets the two lay practitioners!"

The Wudang Sect Leader, Supreme Xuanxiaozi, bowed and spoke loudly.

The two martial arts masters behind him both turned their attention to Pei Zhenzhu, who was standing next to Jiang Wangzu.

There's no way to explain it; Pei Zhenzhu is simply too strong.

Moreover, that kind of strength is not something acquired through training, but rather something innate.

The power system they control is also completely different from theirs.

Facing Pei Zhenzhu, they felt as if they were facing a Grandmaster of Profound Mystery.

"Little Taoist, don't be so nervous. I won't tear down your Wudang Mountain."

Pei Zhenzhu's eyes flashed with a dark red glint as she spoke.

"Ghost...Ghost Fairy!"

Xuanxiaozi was stunned when he sensed the aura emanating from Pei Zhenzhu, and his heart trembled.

"Reverends, there's no need to be nervous!"

"The lady next to me and I would like to use the Golden Hall at the top of Tianzhu Peak in Wudang Mountain for cultivation."

"Of course, we won't use it for nothing."

"I know that in recent years, due to warlord conflicts and suppression by the previous dynasty, many Taoist temples and palaces on Wudang Mountain have been damaged."

"This is just a small token of my appreciation. If it's not enough, just let me know!"

Jiang Wangzu handed over a thick stack of silver notes.

Xuanxiaozi and the others' eyes cleared instantly when they saw the stack of silver notes with a face value of one thousand yuan!