Chapter 365

"True!"

"What about it?!"

Li Zhangsheng heard this, nodded directly, and then asked back with a "blank" expression.

What a Master Fazhao of the Southern Shaolin, playing games with me, are you?!

In reality, in Li Zhangsheng's heart, he had long since seen through Fazhao's methods, clearly wanting to drag him into the water.

"Sigh!"

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng sighed silently, making the worst decision in his heart.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang, Yin Susu, and others changed color, their expressions terrified.

"This is True Person Li! I absolutely cannot let my master be put in a difficult position..."

Zhang Cuishan said silently in his heart.

It's over!

Yin Tianzheng, the White-Browed Eagle King, and the other Ming Sect experts looked at each other, unable to help but show expressions of frustration and despair.

It's done!

Master Fazhao of the Southern Shaolin felt joy in his heart, pressed his palms together, but forcibly suppressed his inner excitement.

Heh heh!

So this is True Person Li?!

Just a little kid after all?!

A mere trick, and he is used by me!

Perhaps... it's not necessary to behead him?! Maybe... I can trick him into becoming a thug for my Buddhist sect! Just like... Ning Daoqi of the Great Sui!

At the same time, a greater ambition slowly rose in Master Fazhao's heart.

"Amitabha! Well done, well done!"

"As expected of True Person Li! Truly keeping his word!"

"..."

Master Liaokong of the Jingnian Zen Monastery, the Buddhist experts from Cihang Jingzhai and Baima Temple, some martial artists who wanted to seize the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and some who wanted revenge couldn't help but show a smile.

"Amitabha!"

"This old Daoist knew that True Person Li is worthy of being True Person Li! Truly doing what he says!"

Master Fazhao, seeing this, calmed his emotions, praised Li Zhangsheng again, and looked slowly at Zhang Cuishan, speaking coldly, "Zhang Wuxia! With True Person Li here, are you really unwilling to speak?!"

"I..."

Zhang Cuishan slowly raised his head, a sense of determination and death flowing in his eyes, about to speak.

"Wait!"

"Master Fazhao!"

"What do you mean by this?!"

"What do you mean by 'with me here'?!"

"Are you saying that I also want to pressure Zhang Cuishan?!"

Just then, Li Zhangsheng spoke, interrupting Zhang Cuishan's words. He frowned slightly, looking at the Southern Shaolin Abbot, Master Fazhao.

What does this kid Li Zhangsheng... mean?!

Could it be that he has seen through my scheme and wants to... change his mind temporarily?!

Damn it!

Wait! If he changes his mind temporarily, wouldn't that show that he doesn't keep his word?! And that he fears the Ming Sect and Wudang?!

This kid Li Zhangsheng... shouldn't do that, right?!

Master Fazhao's expression changed slightly, looking at Li Zhangsheng, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"Then what does True Person Li mean..."

Master Fazhao felt uneasy, but could only bite the bullet and ask.

"I mean, Xie Xun deserves to die!"

"If he appeared before me, and I were in a bad mood, I could crush him to death with one finger!"

Li Zhangsheng extended a finger and pointed at Master Fazhao.

This finger made Master Fazhao feel extremely cold, his whole body trembling.

He feared deeply that Li Zhangsheng's finger would kill him before it killed Xie Xun.

"Xie Xun deserves to die! But what does it have to do with me?! He didn't offend me?! Why must I kill Xie Xun?!"

"Besides, even if I were to kill Xie Xun, there is no need to pressure Zhang Cuishan!"

"A mere Xie Xun, what kind of ability does he have that requires me to specifically pressure for his whereabouts and then kill him?!"

Li Zhangsheng spoke with disdain, not taking Xie Xun seriously at all.

Once these words were spoken, the entire Taihe Palace fell silent.

Zhang Sanfeng exhaled silently; the Seven Heroes of Wudang relaxed slightly.

Yin Tianzheng, the White-Browed Eagle King, and the other Ming Sect experts were happy in their hearts: That's right! A mere Xie Xun, there is no need to trouble True Person Li! There is absolutely no need!

Master Fazhao of the Southern Shaolin, Master Liaokong of the Jingnian Zen Monastery, and the other Buddhist experts all fell silent. In an instant, they didn't know what to say, their hearts filled with disappointment, yet also a feeling of sudden realization: This is the real Li Zhangsheng!

"True Person Li is worthy of being True Person Li! Truly domineering!"

"A mere Golden-Haired Lion King Xie Xun, he could crush him to death with one finger... hiss!"

"The Golden-Haired Lion King is one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect, a Heavenly Man expert, but in front of True Person Li, he is indeed not worth looking at!"

"..."

The crowd of martial artists exclaimed, and in their hearts, a unique and strange feeling emerged that the Golden-Haired Lion King was indeed not worth True Person Li's effort.

"So, Master Fazhao! Please remember, from now on! Absolutely... do not misinterpret my meaning!"

He stared at Master Fazhao, his gaze seemingly gentle, smiling brightly, looking extremely happy.

"Amitabha! It is this poor monk... who misunderstood True Person Li!"

Master Fazhao wanted very much to ignore Li Zhangsheng, but his heart was warning him frantically, as if he would die on the spot if he didn't speak, so he could only speak awkwardly.

"Good!"

"Then... Fazhao! Do you still want to pressure Zhang Cuishan for Xie Xun's whereabouts?!"

"If you don't ask, get out of the way! Is True Person Zhang's hundredth birthday still going to be held or not?!"

Li Zhangsheng smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping across the entire Taihe Palace, his smile fading slightly.

He was getting impatient; he was waiting for the hundredth birthday to end quickly so he could go and destroy the Manchu Qing.

"Amitabha!"

Master Fazhao of the Southern Shaolin shook his head, chanted the Buddha's name lightly, and did not speak again.

He knew that pressuring for Xie Xun's whereabouts and knowing the location of the Dragon-Slaying Saber... was going to end in failure!

At least for today.

As for after today... that would be for later.

Master Fazhao did not speak again, and the other martial artists who wanted to pressure him seemed to have lost their leader, scattering in all directions.

Time passed, the sky grew dark, and Zhang Sanfeng's hundredth birthday had ended, with many martial artists leaving one after another.

"Ah! Finally over!"

Seeing this, Li Zhangsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, coming before Zhang Sanfeng, "True Person Zhang! Since the birthday banquet is over, I will take my leave!"

"Hmm?! True Person Li, you are leaving so soon?!"

"I wonder what urgent matter True Person Li has?!"

Zhang Sanfeng was startled, not expecting Li Zhangsheng to leave now; he had been prepared to discuss the Dao with Li Zhangsheng.

"Nothing!"

"I just don't like the Demon Qing, and I want to destroy the Demon Qing!"

Li Zhangsheng spoke calmly. As he spoke, he stepped into the void, moving a thousand miles in an instant, heading straight for the Far North. ===== CHAPTER 367 =====