Chapter 383: The Sword Immortal

The next day, Wudang Sect, Taiqing Hall.

It was Zhang Sanfeng's hundredth birthday, and nearly every martial arts sect in the Great Ming had come to offer congratulations.

Among them were the Shaolin, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, Mount Hua, Qingcheng, Songshan, and the Five Mountains Sword Sects, among others.

Besides these, there were people from the imperial court, led by Hulong Villa and the Four Great Secret Agents.

Of course, there were also some rogue cultivators who did not belong to the Great Ming martial arts world.

For instance, the Third Mistress of the mysterious Snow Moon City, the Sword Immortal of Xueyue, Li Hanyi!

This Li Hanyi had no ties to Wudang; she was merely traveling within the Great Ming borders and, having heard of the centenarian Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, came to pay her respects.

In the current world, within the vast martial arts community, although Li Hanyi was a rising star, she already held the title of Sword Immortal, which spoke volumes of her attainments in Sword Dao.

Naturally, besides the prominent figures, there were many others hiding in the shadows who had not yet revealed themselves.

After all, offering birthday wishes was only one objective; the other was the whereabouts of the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

The supreme treasure of the martial arts world, the Dragon-Slaying Saber! The treasures hidden within it and the method to break through to become a Land Immortal made countless martial artists flock to it.

"Congratulations!"

People from various sects offered their well-wishes one after another, and Zhang Sanfeng returned the greetings one by one.

Although he was already a hundred years old, Zhang Sanfeng remained a virgin, his vitality and spirit so full that even young people could not compare.

The Wudang Seven were also receiving guests in front of the Taiqing Hall and the Wudang entrance.

And in the VIP seating of the Taiqing Hall, it was naturally Xuanzang and his party.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, beauties with peerless appearances like Bibi Dong, Yun Yun, and Bai Qian were mostly wearing veils and cloaks to conceal their figures.

"I have to say, Daoist Zhangfeng's popularity is no joke; he's a real icon," Ye Fan said.

"That's for sure. In later generations, every grandpa and grandma is a fan of True Person Zhang, and Taiji Fist is practiced by everyone," Feng Baobao said.

"This goes to show that Daoist Zhangfeng has noble character and is respected by all," Yun Yun said.

As the master of a sect, she naturally understood how difficult it was to be respected by everyone.

"It's a pity that I am all alone; otherwise, I would open a Sword Sect when I go back, recruit disciples, and make a name for myself in the world," Li Chungang said.

"Give it a rest, you're not cut out for that," Wang Wu said.

"Sword Immortal Wang, you're looking down on me," Li Chungang said, unconvinced.

"Damn, these clothes are so awkward."

Morgana shifted her body; the ancient attire was very cumbersome.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do; otherwise, with that outfit of yours, this group of martial artists would point at your spine and call you indecent," Xuanzang said.

"Xuan Ge is right, Queen; your outfit is too ahead of its time," Ye Fan laughed.

"Fine..." Morgana sighed helplessly.

Among the group below the hall were Miejue Shitai of Emei, Master Kongwen of Shaolin, the Kongtong Five Elders, He Taichong of Kunlun, and Xian Yutong of Mount Hua!

This group kept exchanging glances, seemingly having already decided how to target Zhang Sanfeng next.

Especially Miejue Shitai, who held the Heavenly Sword, looking aggressive and menacing.

"Foster father, it seems the other five major sects are going to cause trouble for the Wudang Sect."

On the other side, in the imperial court camp, Shangguan Haitang could not help but say to the Iron-Gall Divine Marquis, Zhu Wushi.

Zhu Wushi had not originally intended to come, but he had received secret instructions from the Yongle Emperor, which was why he had come incognito.

If the martial arts world knew that the royal Iron-Gall Divine Marquis of the imperial court had arrived in person, it would cause an unimaginable stir.

"These people are nothing but a rabble, not worth mentioning. They are merely using the birthday celebration as a pretext to find the whereabouts of the Dragon-Slaying Saber."

Zhu Wushi said softly, seeing through the essence of these martial artists at a glance.

As a member of the royal family, he did not take these people seriously at all.

Though the martial arts world was vast, all land under heaven belonged to the Monarch.

"Foster father is right," Shangguan Haitang said.

"But foster father, have you noticed? In the VIP seating of the Taiqing Hall, that group of people has a strange aura."

Shangguan Haitang's gaze landed on the location of Xuanzang and his party, and it had to be said, their position was indeed conspicuous; it was hard not to notice them.

And even if they were not in the VIP seats, any one of Xuanzang's party appearing alone would have strength and aura incomparable to ordinary people, naturally attracting attention.

Zhu Wushi looked over, a look of doubt in his eyes, and said:

"According to intelligence, the personnel coming to Wudang this time had already been checked in advance, except for a few exceptions. Who are these people?"

In his perception, the auras of Xuanzang, Ye Fan, and their party were ordinary and unremarkable.

But precisely because of that, it made him even more suspicious.

"Being able to sit in the VIP seats, they are definitely not ordinary people," Duan said.

"Brother Tianya, listening to your words is like listening to words," Shangguan Haitang could not help but laugh.

Even the cold-faced Killing God, Guihai Yidao, had the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Perhaps they are a force from outside the Great Ming."

Zhu Wushi thought to himself, then stopped paying attention.

"Xuan Ge, look, that's Miejue Shitai. She really lives up to her name, making people shudder and want to keep their distance," Ye Fan said casually.

"She looks like she has a lot of pent-up anger!" Xuanzang said.

"Actually, in a sense, this is a Karma paradox. According to what we know, the Emei Sect was founded by Miss Huang's daughter, Guo Xiang, but Miss Huang is still a young girl," the Bad Commander said.

"Commander, why bring that up? I am clearly still just a young girl," Huang Rong said, feeling depressed.

"Just marveling at the mystery of the world," the Bad Commander said.

"The world is vast and boundless; there will always be many things that exist which we cannot understand."

Dressed in black with an evil and charming face, Yuwen Tuo said slowly.

"What Yu Wen Da Lao says makes sense." Ye Fan gave a thumbs up in approval.

"However, among the group down there, there are indeed a few extraordinary ones; you have seen that white-robed, masked person, right?

Although dressed as a man, my old eyes are like torches and can tell it is a woman.

Moreover, the pure Sword Intent on her is truly rare," Li Chungang said.

"White robe, masked person?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan looked down at the hall and finally found the person in question, but unfortunately, he did not recognize her, so he said:

"To be able to enter your Dharma Eye, Li Jianshen, who is she?"

"I don't know," Li Chungang shook his head.

"Don't look at me, I'm just here to watch the show," Wang Wu said.

"The Queen doesn't know either, and I can't just read her thoughts; there's no need," Morgana said.

"Yan Lingji and I are not from the Great Ming martial arts world, so we don't know either," Yan Fei said.

"That is Li Hanyi, the Sword Immortal from Snow Moon City, and she is also one of the youngest Sword Immortals.

Sword Immortal is both a title and a symbol of strength."

At this moment, Yan Shuangying said.

"Oh my, Yingying, isn't this your first time here? How do you know so clearly?" Wang Wu asked.

"The Old Ancestor is in contact with me; although she didn't come here, she has been paying attention," Yan Shuangying said.

"Is that so? This dog host still cares about the group members."

Wang Wu said deliberately, and after speaking, she released her Primordial Spirit to sense Yan Shuangying's emotional fluctuations.

But unfortunately, Yan Shuangying had no unusual emotional fluctuations at all; she was not angry, nor was she enraged.

Yet the more this was the case, the more Wang Wu felt that Yan Shuangying was acting.

Yan Shuangying appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly she gave a secret smile; how could she not know that Wang Wu was playing tricks again?

"Fellow martial arts practitioners, welcome to everyone for coming to attend my hundredth birthday celebration."

"Many thanks to everyone for your kindness; I am deeply grateful."

"I would also like to wish all fellow practitioners here a prosperous Martial Dao!"

When the personnel from the various sects had mostly arrived, Zhang Sanfeng began to speak.