67: Old women who harm their husbands

"Get lost... I was almost killed because of you, now take your people and get lost!" He Taichong shouted in anger.

Ban Shuxian hadn't expected that her kind concern would be met with his verbal abuse.

She, Ban Shuxian, was not someone to be trifled with either.

"He! What kind of madness has possessed you? Was I wrong to care about you?"

"You really should have been strangled to death by that kid surnamed Zhang. If you were dead, it would save me a lot of trouble!" Ban Shuxian cursed angrily.

"You... you are being unreasonable..."

He Taichong's Face turned from blue to white from the scolding. He huffed and flicked his sleeves, walking away.

"Don't you walk away! Make things clear to me! Was I wrong to care about you?" Ban Shuxian chased after him like a shrew.

Everyone's expressions turned strange; He Taichong really was henpecked.

He Taichong left with the Kunlun Disciples. Now, only the Shaolin Temple, Kongtong School, and Huashan remained on the field.

After Abbess Miejue of the Emei Sect died, Jing Xuan led the others away.

"Heh... Zhang Wuji, if you know what's good for you, reveal the whereabouts of The Golden Lion King. I won't make things difficult for you."

"If you continue to be so stubborn, you won't have a chance to regret it later." Xianyu Tong looked at Zhang Wuji with a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Cut the nonsense, let's fight," Zhang Wuji said directly.

"In that case, let's see what you're made of!"

As Xianyu Tong spoke, he tapped the folding fan in his hand against his wrist.

"Whoosh..."

"Wuji, watch out!"

Seeing Xianyu Tong's movement, Eldest Martial Brother was greatly alarmed and quickly called out a warning.

However, it was already too late.

Xianyu Tong's hidden weapon was extremely fast, reaching Zhang Wuji in an instant.

It struck Zhang Wuji's vital point directly.

Zhang Wuji's expression changed, and his whole body stiffened, not daring to make a move.

Seeing the strike succeed, Xianyu Tong smiled triumphantly.

"Haha... Zhang Wuji, how about it? You've lost."

"Now that your vital point has been hit by my Soul Severing Nail, no one can neutralize it without my unique technique."

"If you move recklessly, you will die with blood flowing from your seven orifices," Xianyu Tong laughed triumphantly.

"Despicable! Xianyu Tong, as the Sect Head of Huashan, you actually used such cowardly means to ambush a junior. Where is your shame?" Eldest Martial Brother cursed angrily.

"Humph, Great Hero Song, don't you know that all is fair in war?"

"The boy was careless; who else can he blame?" Xianyu Tong said disdainfully.

Zhang Wuji's Face turned pale. He hadn't expected that Xianyu Tong, as a School leader, would use such insidious methods.

Now that his vital point was hit, if he didn't neutralize it quickly, he would truly die.

If not for the protection of the Nine Yang Divine Art, he would have already been seriously injured and unable to stand.

Now, he could only try to circulate his Internal Energy to force out the Soul Severing Nail.

However, as soon as he began to circulate the Nine Yang Divine Art, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Pfft..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood. The breath he had just gathered dissipated, and his Face instantly turned sallow.

"Wuji, how are you? Don't move your Internal Energy, or the situation will get worse!" Eldest Martial Brother quickly warned.

"Xianyu Tong, we admit defeat. Quickly pull out the Soul Severing Nail from Wuji's body," Second Martial Brother said with a grim expression.

"I can pull out the Soul Severing Nail, but Zhang Wuji, if you reveal the whereabouts of The Golden Lion King, I'll spare your life. Otherwise, you can just wait for death," Xianyu Tong sneered.

"I... even if I die, I... I will never betray my godfather." Zhang Wuji stared intently at Xianyu Tong, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent.

He had been careless after all, thinking that with the Nine Yang Divine Art, winning against the leaders of the Six Major Sects would be easy.

He hadn't expected Xianyu Tong to be so insidious. To actually use hidden weapons—was this still the conduct expected of a righteous School?

"Fine, in that case, you can just wait for death."

"Great Hero Song, you can't blame me for this. It's the boy who refuses to reveal The Golden Lion King's whereabouts."

"So, I am powerless to help." Xianyu Tong looked at Eldest Martial Brother with a smile and shrugged.

"Xianyu Tong, do you know what your Huashan Sect will Face if Wuji dies?"

"If my Master finds out, I won't even need to act. He will personally visit Huashan and ensure not even a chicken or dog is left alive."

"Don't think I, Song, am being alarmist. If you don't believe me, you can try." Eldest Martial Brother looked at Xianyu Tong with a cold Face.

Hearing Eldest Martial Brother's words, the smile on Xianyu Tong's Face suddenly froze.

How could he have forgotten that man from the Sect? If he truly took action, let alone Huashan, even the Six Major Sects combined wouldn't be enough.

Jiazi Demon Suppression was not just a simple phrase.

Zhang Sanfeng in his youth was an absolute god of slaughter.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for no one to dare cause trouble at the Sect for all these years.

Ten years ago, if the Six Major Sects hadn't gone up Mount Wudang together under the pretext of a birthday celebration, no School would have dared to directly provoke Zhang Sanfeng like that.

However, if he agreed to release Zhang Wuji just like that, he would lose too much Face.

"Humph, ten years ago, when Zhang Cuishan and his wife died before him, he didn't even act."

"Now, why would he make an enemy of the entire Righteous Path for a dead man?"

"Besides, I said earlier, as long as Zhang Wuji reveals the whereabouts of The Golden Lion King, I will let him go."

"The Golden Lion King is a member of the Ming Cult who has killed countless people; he is a bloodthirsty Devil Head."

"Does your Sect intend to protect such a Devil Head? Can I assume that your Sect has already colluded with the Ming Cult?" Xianyu Tong sneered.

"This is a matter for my Sect; it has nothing to do with your Huashan."

"Now, I'm asking you one last time: will you release the poison or not?" Eldest Martial Brother said coldly.

"You..."

Xianyu Tong's expression turned ugly. He naturally couldn't afford to offend the Sect.

But seeing that the whereabouts of The Golden Lion King were right in front of him, he was naturally unwilling to give up.

Suddenly, Xianyu Tong thought of something and turned to look at the Shaolin formation.

"Great Master Kongwen, Shaolin is the leading light of the Martial Forest. Won't you stand up and say a word of justice?" Xianyu Tong asked with a smile.

Great Master Kongwen's expression changed, knowing that he had to step forward at this time.

He took a step forward.

"Amitabha. Great Hero Song, if the Sect intends to use its power to suppress others, Shaolin will not sit idly by."

"Right now, we only want Zhang Wuji to reveal the whereabouts of that Devil Head, The Golden Lion King. Furthermore, This old monk can guarantee that we will definitely not kill The Golden Lion King."

"As long as Zhang Wuji reveals The Golden Lion King's whereabouts, that will be enough," Great Master Kongwen said.

"Great Hero Song, you don't believe my words, but surely you must believe Great Master Kongwen's words?"

"As I said, as long as Zhang Wuji reveals The Golden Lion King's whereabouts and then leaves Bright Summit, we guarantee not to make things difficult for him," Xianyu Tong said.

Since Great Master Kongwen had stepped forward, Eldest Martial Brother naturally couldn't maintain the same attitude he had toward Xianyu Tong.

"The matters of the Ming Cult, we will not interfere in, and Wuji will not interfere either."

"As for the news of The Golden Lion King, I cannot force Wuji to become an untrustworthy person," Eldest Martial Brother said.

"Heh, isn't Great Hero Song being a bit biased by saying that?"

"Everyone present saw what Zhang Wuji did to Young Master Tang just now."