64: The person behind the conspiracy

"Second Senior Martial Uncle, Fourth Senior Martial Uncle, Sixth Junior Martial Uncle, Seventh Junior Martial Uncle..."

Zhang Wuji greeted the Seven Heroes of Wudang one by one. The third, Yu Daiyan, did not appear because he was paralyzed.

His father, who was ranked fifth, had already died. Now, only five of the Seven Heroes of Wudang had come.

The eldest, Eldest Martial Brother; the second, Second Martial Brother; the fourth, Zhang Songxi; the sixth, Yin Liting; and the seventh, Seventh Martial Brother.

Now, seeing that the only son of their good brother was actually still alive, they became incredibly excited.

"Quickly, get up. We didn't expect... after all these years, we thought you were dead."

"It is wonderful that you are alright. Your Grandmaster has been missing you all these years. Today, you must come back with me to see your Grandmaster," Eldest Martial Brother said excitedly.

"Want to take Zhang Wuji away? You will have to see if we agree first."

Hearing that Eldest Martial Brother wanted to take Zhang Wuji away, they immediately became anxious.

Especially Xianyu Tong, who stepped forward directly.

They did not dare touch Duan Zhengchun, but they had no intention of letting Zhang Wuji go.

As long as they captured Zhang Wuji, they could find out the whereabouts of The Golden Lion King and have a chance to obtain the dragon-slaying saber to command the Martial Forest.

"That's right. Zhang Wuji, you cannot leave. Tell us where The Golden Lion King is, and we can let you leave," He Taichong said coldly.

"Zhang Wuji, reveal The Golden Lion King's location, and we will spare your life," Ban Shuxian said with an arrogant look.

"Wuji, do not worry. With your Eldest Martial Uncle here today, I will never let anyone bully you," Eldest Martial Brother said, standing in front of Zhang Wuji.

"Exactly. Do you want to go to war with my Sect?"

"Whoever dares to lift a finger against my nephew Wuji today will have to answer to me, Second Martial Brother," Second Martial Brother said coldly.

"Amitabha. Great Hero Song, we have no intention of making an enemy of the Sect. As long as Zhang Wuji reveals the location of the Devil Head The Golden Lion King, This old monk promises we will not make things difficult for him," Great Master Kongwen stepped forward and said.

"I will not reveal my godfather's whereabouts. If you want to kill me today, you'll have to see if you have the skill," Zhang Wuji said coldly.

"Brat, do you think we really wouldn't dare to kill you?" Xianyu Tong said coldly.

"You dare..." Seventh Martial Brother said coldly.

"See if this old man dares or not!" Xianyu Tong refused to back down.

"Seventh Junior Martial Uncle, do not be impulsive. The Six Major Sects attacking Bright Summit is actually a conspiracy."

"If we start fighting now, we will really fall into the trap," Zhang Wuji advised.

"Wuji, you keep saying it's a conspiracy. Then who exactly is the person behind it?" Eldest Martial Brother frowned.

"His name is Cheng Kun. He was my godfather's Master years ago."

"The reason my godfather killed so many people back then was because of Cheng Kun."

"I have searched for years without finding Cheng Kun's whereabouts. I didn't expect him to be hiding in the Shaolin Temple as a masked monk," Zhang Wuji explained.

"Brat, how dare you! My Junior Brother Yuanzhen is already dead, yet you are still slandering him here," Kongxing said angrily.

"Impossible. Who saw Cheng Kun's body?" Zhang Wuji argued.

"Hmph. Everyone saw it with their own eyes when Junior Brother Yuanzhen died. Could This old monk be lying?" Kongxing said angrily.

"No, impossible. How could Cheng Kun die so easily? I saw him before."

"Left Envoy Yang, you can confirm this," Zhang Wuji said, looking at Yang Xiao in the field.

"Correct. We can testify for Young Master Zhang on this. Before you arrived, Cheng Kun had already been here."

"We were injured by Cheng Kun's sneak attack," Yang Xiao said with a pale Face.

"Hmph, the words of those from the Demonic Cult cannot be trusted. Junior Brother Yuanzhen is dead; everyone witnessed it."

"As This old monk sees it, you are intentionally fabricating facts to slander my Junior Brother Yuanzhen," Great Master Kongxing glared at Zhang Wuji.

"Great Hero Song, you are defending Zhang Wuji like this—could it be that you are in league with the Demonic Cult?" Xianyu Tong looked at Eldest Martial Brother with a cold smile.

"Bullshit! You are the one in league with the Demonic Cult," Song Qingshu cursed.

"Hmph, want to prove you have no connection to the Demonic Cult? Then seize Zhang Wuji and make sure he doesn't interfere in our business with the Ming Cult."

"Otherwise, we have reason to suspect that your Sect is already in league with the Demonic Cult," He Taichong said coldly.

"This has nothing to do with the Sect. This is my, Zhang Wuji's, personal business."

"If you want to touch the people of the Ming Cult, you'll have to get past me first," Zhang Wuji said coldly.

"Very well, brat. I've been annoyed with you for a long time. You come out and act like a big shot in matters that are none of your business. Today, I'll show you the consequences of sticking your neck out," He Taichong said coldly.

"What if you lose?" Zhang Wuji asked directly.

"Lose? It's impossible for this seat to lose," He Taichong said coldly.

"We haven't even fought yet. How do you know for sure you'll win? And how do you know I'll definitely lose?" Zhang Wuji sneered.

"You... fine. If you can beat me, the Kunlun Sect will head back down the mountain," He Taichong said.

"Keep your word. All the Martial Forest Seniors present are listening," Zhang Wuji said.

"Wuji, do not be impulsive. He Taichong is a Xiantian Expert. You cannot be his match," Eldest Martial Brother's expression changed as he spoke.

In his view, Zhang Wuji had been missing for so many years; it was already good enough that he was alive. His strength couldn't possibly be greater than a Xiantian Expert like He Taichong.

"Eldest Martial Uncle, do not worry. Nothing will happen," Zhang Wuji said with a serious expression.

"Eldest Martial Brother, Great Hero Song, if you continue to obstruct us, it will mean you are in league with the Demonic Cult's villains. Are you sure your Sect can bear such consequences?" He Taichong said coldly.

"Hmph, Sect Head He, you'd better be clear about what you're saying. The character of my Sect is plain for all in the Jianghu to see."

"It is not something you can negate with a single sentence."

"Whether we have a relationship with the Demonic Cult is clear to everyone."

"Wuji is the son of my Fifth Junior Brother. Back then, you forced my Fifth Junior Brother and his wife to their deaths. Do you still want to force his only son to death today?"

"I, Eldest Martial Brother, will put it plainly: if anything happens to Wuji, then prepare for the Sect to take up arms!" Eldest Martial Brother said coldly.

The expressions of those present changed. They hadn't expected Eldest Martial Brother to be so tough today.

If that were really the case, they truly wouldn't be able to do anything to Zhang Wuji.

"Father, are you crazy? Doing this is equivalent to offending the other five Sects at once. When the time comes, our Sect will be isolated," Song Qingshu said anxiously.

"Shut up! When has our Sect ever relied on outsiders? If I cannot even protect those close to me, how can I Face your Fifth Martial Uncle?" Eldest Martial Brother shouted angrily.

Song Qingshu's Face turned ashen, and he stopped speaking. He hadn't expected his father would disregard his Face like this for Zhang Wuji.

Losing his temper with him in front of so many people.

Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji... it's all because of you. Your appearance has stolen the affection that should have belonged to me.

All these years, if the Internal Energy the Grandmaster spent on you, a waste, had been given to me, I would have become a Grandmaster long ago.

Why? Why didn't you die when you jumped off the cliff?