Chapter 36: You Want to Leave Without Paying? (Fourth Update)

On Mount Wudang.

"Gulp..."

Silence reigned; a crowd of Wulin figures swallowed hard in terror.

Pairs of eyes stared at Zhang Sanfeng as if they had seen a ghost, dumbstruck and speechless.

At this moment, they finally understood why Zhang Sanfeng had been so arrogant before.

Damn it, if they had this kind of strength, they would definitely be even more arrogant than Zhang Sanfeng.

But looking at the current situation, the crowd did not know how to bring this to an end.

Fight?

In a situation like this, what brave soul would dare to step up?

Even Master Kongwen was dealt with like a child in one punch; whoever steps up dies!

Don't fight?

Then the words they had spoken earlier would be a slap to their own faces.

Just as the Wulin figures were hesitating, a loud shout rang out from within the ranks.

"Zhang Sanfeng, you rely on your formidable strength to bully us; what kind of hero is that!"

As the words were spoken, the members of the six major sects were struck as if by lightning, scattering in all directions.

In an instant, the area around the man who had spoken became empty.

Countless Wulin figures looked at him as if he were an idiot.

And he, having spoken, looked at the surrounding crowd with a face full of existential doubt.

Holy crap, why did you all move away!

If you didn't move away, how would Zhang Sanfeng know who shouted it?

By moving away like this, you make him look like a total moron!

The man looked at Zhang Sanfeng not far away, feeling that he might still be able to save himself.

He had just wanted to show off a little.

Is it too late to take his words back now?

Feeling the gazes upon him, the man was almost in tears.

You are all bullying an honest man!

"Bang!"

Just as the man was weeping internally, a member of the Huashan Sect from the six major sects stepped forward and struck the man with a club, knocking him unconscious.

"Master Zhang just gave us words of wisdom and personal instruction; how could you slander him like that? You truly deserve a beating!"

The Huashan Sect man spoke loudly, simultaneously reframing the previous events as the senior Zhang Sanfeng teaching his juniors.

Such an abrupt scene left the surrounding members of the six major sects stunned.

Then, many of them suddenly realized what was happening.

"That's right, Master Zhang is right; we have a grudge against Xie Xun, what does that have to do with Wudang!"

"Well said, we are here today just to wish Master Zhang a happy birthday!"

"Actually, I have great respect for Master Zhang; our Huashan Sect will absolutely not allow anyone to slander him!"

".........."

The members of the six major sects also reacted, calling out loudly at this moment.

They had no choice but to call out.

Zhang Sanfeng was simply too fierce; they couldn't beat him!

If they didn't ease the awkwardness, so many of them might end up buried here.

Above the Wudang Shanmen.

A group of Wudang disciples, watching the people from the six major sects now singing the praises of their Wudang, were left dumbfounded.

Is this still the same six major sects that were shouting for blood earlier?

How did everyone change in just this short amount of time?

Are the righteous sects of today really this pragmatic?

Especially Tang San, who had been held back; watching Zhang Sanfeng settle the six major sects in just a few moves, he couldn't help but be stunned.

What about his resolve to die to prove his integrity?

What about his heroic sacrifice?

Wasn't it agreed that he would be written out of the story in this episode!

How did the plot suddenly go so wrong!

Tang San couldn't help but look at Zhang Sanfeng, who had finished showing off down the mountain, feeling speechless.

Master, he was in a rush to finish his scene and get his lunchbox; your sudden ad-libbing makes him very uncomfortable.

And at this moment, Zhang Sanfeng naturally did not know what Tang San was thinking.

He was currently sizing up the members of the six major sects.

As for fighting, he, Zhang Sanfeng, was not planning to continue.

After all, these people were all cowed and had no intention of making a move.

However, letting them go just like that, Zhang Sanfeng also felt it was a pity.

That's right, it was just too much of a pity.

This is Mount Wudang, after all.

They come and go as they please.

Doesn't his Wudang Sect have any face?

Thinking of this, a glimmer of light could not help but appear in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.

Perhaps this was also an opportunity for their Wudang Sect.

He turned back to look at Song Yuanqiao, who was standing at the Shanmen, and the latter approached with a knowing look.

Zhang Sanfeng whispered a few words into Song Yuanqiao's ear, and Song Yuanqiao was left stunned.

"Master, for the reputation of our Wudang, is this...?"

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's idea, Song Yuanqiao was immediately astonished.

He had not expected that Zhang Sanfeng would want to do this.

"What is reputation worth? You must know that those delicacies are not cheap!"

Shaking his head, Zhang Sanfeng thought of the new items released this time; a single portion cost one hundred taels of gold.

Their Wudang Sect might have a large estate.

But it could not withstand such consumption.

If the immortal were to release new items later, they wouldn't be able to afford them, which would be very awkward.

Zhang Sanfeng's words made Song Yuanqiao realize the truth.

Indeed, the prices of the immortal's delicacies were terrifying.

Just the current price was already one hundred taels of gold per portion.

If new items were released in the future.

A thousand taels of gold, or ten thousand taels of gold per dish, was not impossible.

Relying solely on Wudang's assets, without other plans, they would truly run into trouble.

"Master, I understand!"

Having understood this, Song Yuanqiao also knew what to do next.

Walking slowly to the front of the six major sects, Song Yuanqiao scanned them with his gaze.

"Since you all have come to wish me a happy birthday, why not stay for a few more days."

He spoke to the members of the six major sects, and the guilty-feeling crowd all claimed they were there for the birthday celebration.

But Song Yuanqiao's next sentence left them stunned.

"Since you all have come to wish me a happy birthday, I assume you haven't forgotten to bring gifts!"

"In my opinion, why don't each sect leave a few people behind to properly tour our Wudang for a few days!"

As he spoke, Song Yuanqiao looked at the members of the six major sects with a smile, his gaze sweeping over them.

There were no fools present.

Once Song Yuanqiao's words were out, the sect masters and elders of the six major sects understood the meaning behind them.

What birthday gifts, what leaving a few people to tour!

This was nakedly asking them for money!

Bah, what Wudang Sect, what humble gentleman, is this it?

"Master Kongwen, since your movement is inconvenient, why not recuperate here for a few days!"

Looking at Kongwen from the Shaolin Temple, Song Yuanqiao said with a light laugh.

He didn't care about the others.

Only the Shaolin Temple, he had to keep them.

It wasn't because of Zhang Sanfeng's anger, but because those Shaolin baldies were filthy rich!

As for how he knew, that was naturally from watching Xuanci and Xuanji flaunt their wealth.

Master Kongwen, who had just regained consciousness, was immediately enraged upon hearing these words.

For a moment, anger rushed to his head, and he fainted once again.

He, a dignified Gao Seng of Shaolin, had actually been treated as a hostage for ransom.

In this vast Wu Lin, is there no morality left to speak of!