Chapter 34: Seeing Zhang Wuji and Obtaining the

"Junior Brother Wuji."

Zhang Jie called out softly to the youth meditating and practicing martial arts in the open space outside the thatched cottage.

This youth was naturally the orphan of the Wudang Fifth Hero Zhang Cuishan and the Heavenly Eagle Sect's demonic woman Yin Susu,

the grand-disciple of the Wudang founder Zhang Sanfeng, and the junior brother of the transmigrator Zhang Jie, Zhang Wuji.

"Eh? Why did I hear Senior Brother Zhang Jie calling me?"

Zhang Wuji, who was meditating, was awakened by this call, and he scratched his head in confusion.

"I must be losing my mind; how could Senior Brother Zhang's voice be here?"

Zhang Wuji thought again and threw the idea to the back of his mind.

This was the Kunlun valley a hundred meters below the cliff, more than a thousand miles from Mount Wudang?

"Sigh! I really want to go back to Wudang!"

Zhang Wuji sighed.

Even though his nature was uncompetitive and he had been accustomed to loneliness during those years on Ice-Fire Island,

at least on Ice-Fire Island, he had his parents and godfather to accompany him.

If it weren't for a white ape in this Kunlun valley that understood human nature and could listen to his complaints, he would have likely gone crazy long ago.

In these three years, life on Mount Wudang often appeared in his dreams.

Even though there was the Wudang third-generation senior brother Song Qingshu inexplicably targeting him,

there were still his grandmaster, first senior uncle, second senior uncle, sixth senior uncle, seventh senior uncle, and others who cared for and loved him.

And he had also made his first friend in life on Mount Wudang—Zhang Jie.

Senior Brother Zhang Jie didn't mind that he was a sickly person whose cold poison flared up from time to time,

not only taking him to practice martial arts but also standing up for him when Song Qingshu bullied him.

It was a pity that since he went to the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal Hu Qingniu to learn medicine,

to treat the cold poison, he had never seen Senior Brother Zhang Jie again.

"Junior Brother Wuji, it's been years; don't you recognize your senior brother?"

Just as Zhang Wuji was lost in memory and feeling inexplicably melancholy, Zhang Jie appeared in the open space in front of the thatched cottage.

"Senior, Senior Brother Zhang Jie?"

Facing Zhang Jie, who had suddenly appeared before him, Zhang Wuji was incoherent.

"It is indeed your senior brother."

Zhang Jie, clutching his long sword, smiled and nodded.

"Senior brother, how did you find this place?"

After a round of pleasantries, Zhang Wuji asked curiously.

Ever since he left Butterfly Valley and took Sister Yang Buhui to Mount Kunlun to find her father Yang Xiao, he had gradually lost contact with Wudang.

"It's like this. After I descended the mountain, I first went to Butterfly Valley to find you...

Finally, I found Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor, and then found this place through the people of Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor."

Zhang Jie told Zhang Wuji the lie he had woven—no, the truth with some information deleted.

"Senior brother~"

Zhang Wuji was deeply moved.

From Wudang to Butterfly Valley, then to the Ming Sect's Bright Peak, then to Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor,

and finally to this Kunlun valley, the distance was more than a thousand miles?

Not to mention how many hardships and obstacles he would encounter along the way.

It was difficult enough for him to take Yang Buhui to find Yang Xiao, the famous Left Envoy of Brightness, back then,

let alone Zhang Jie looking for a nobody like Zhang Wuji?

"We are junior and senior brothers; who is who?"

Zhang Jie waved his hand, indicating that brotherly loyalty was higher than the sky and deeper than the sea,

and that he, Jie-ge, was such a person who valued loyalty.

Life is precious, love is even higher. If it's for the sake of a brother, both can be thrown away!

"Senior brother, you didn't have a conflict with the people of Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor, did you?"

Zhang Wuji thought of his encounter at Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor and asked with some worry.

With the sinister schemes and profound martial arts of Wu Lie and Zhu Zhangling at Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor, he was afraid Zhang Jie wouldn't be their match.

"Conflict?

There was a small conflict at the beginning, but in the end, it was all resolved through my efforts."

Zhang Jie said with a relaxed face.

As he spoke, he brought his right index finger and thumb close together, making a gesture of "a little bit."

"It's good that it's resolved, it's good that it's resolved."

Zhang Wuji, who didn't know Zhang Jie's method of resolution and still didn't know much about the dangers of the world, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior brother, I see that your spirit and energy are excellent, and there is no sign of illness on your face;

I suppose the medical skills of the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal Hu Qingniu are superb, and he has already cured your cold poison, right?"

Seeing that the groundwork was almost laid, Zhang Jie began to turn the topic to the main subject.

"Oh!

Senior brother, you're talking about this; senior brother, please wait a moment, I have something for you."

Zhang Wuji slapped his forehead, left a sentence,

and without waiting for Zhang Jie to reply, turned and ran into the thatched cottage.

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the thatched cottage, Zhang Wuji handed a book to Zhang Jie.

On the cover of the book were four large characters—Nine Yang Divine Art!

"Senior brother, it was by relying on the 'Nine Yang Divine Art' that I completely expelled the cold poison."

Zhang Wuji introduced to Zhang Jie how he saved a white ape with a pus-filled sac on its abdomen in this valley,

discovered the "Nine Yang True Scripture" hidden inside the sac, and then practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art,

successfully expelling the cold poison in his body.

Zhang Wuji knew that Zhang Jie knew that the Nine Yang Divine Art could completely expel cold poison:

Back then, Master Sanfeng often sighed that his Wudang Nine Yang Skill was only a part of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

If it were the complete version of the Nine Yang Divine Art in the hands of his master, Master Jueyuan,

it would definitely be able to completely expel the cold poison in his grand-disciple Wuji's body.

"Finally in hand!"

Holding the secret manual recording the Nine Yang Divine Art, even Zhang Jie's hands, which had been strengthened several times by sharing, trembled slightly.

After all kinds of calculations, killing without blinking, exterminating Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor,

weaving lies, he finally achieved his wish today!

Zhang Wuji was quite understanding of Zhang Jie's excitement;

three years ago, when he knew this was the Nine Yang Divine Art, he was so happy he couldn't sleep for several days!

"Squeak, squeak~"

While Zhang Jie was adjusting his state of mind, the large white ape also returned.

"Junior Brother Wuji, what is this?"

Zhang Jie, who knew but had to pretend not to know, watched the white ape vigilantly.

To be more realistic, he even put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Squeak, squeak~"

The white ape, with sensitive perception, felt the thick killing intent on Zhang Jie and hid behind Zhang Wuji.

"Senior brother, this is the Ape Brother I just introduced.

I obtained the Nine Yang Divine Art from its abdomen."

Seeing that Zhang Jie was about to fight at the slightest disagreement, Zhang Wuji hurriedly explained.

"So that's how it is."

Zhang Jie, pretending to suddenly realize, then took his hand off the hilt and withdrew the killing intent from his body.

"Thank you, Ape Brother, for saving my junior brother's life."

Zhang Jie, who always kept the actor's self-cultivation in mind, bowed solemnly to the white ape.

However, he truly had no killing intent toward the white ape.

In the absence of threats and conflicts of interest, Zhang Jie had always been a gentle and easygoing person.

"Squeak."

After feeling that Zhang Jie really had no killing intent, the white ape came out from behind Zhang Wuji.

"Squeak."

The white ape came to Zhang Jie's side and flatteringly offered two large peaches.

"Junior Brother Wuji, what is this?"

Zhang Jie was still in character.

"Senior brother, these are fruits borne by the peach trees in the peach forest in the center of the valley."

The honest Zhang Wuji conscientiously introduced them to Zhang Jie.

"So that's how it is, thank you, Ape Brother."

Zhang Jie took the peaches and expressed his gratitude to the white ape.

"Squeak."

The white ape waved its arms, as if saying "you're welcome."

"Tsk tsk, it really is a strange species."

Zhang Jie marveled.

If this white ape were placed in a Xianxia world, it could breathe in the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth; it likely wouldn't be long before it became a demon.

"Crunch."

Zhang Jie casually wiped a peach that was watery and seemed like it could be squeezed for juice with a light touch,

put it to his mouth and took a bite, immediately feeling sweet and delicious, a wave of sweetness rushing straight to his brain.

"Good peach, good peach."

Zhang Jie praised repeatedly.

Now he understood why Monkey Brother liked eating peaches so much.

A peach from a secret realm in a martial arts world was this delicious,

so how delicious would the flat peaches in the Flat Peach Garden of the Heavenly Court in the Journey to the West world be?

"First set a small goal: sneak into the Flat Peach Garden and steal a few peaches~"

Zhang Jie, in a very pleasant mood, set a small goal in his heart.

"Squeak~"

Hearing Zhang Jie's praise, the white ape danced with joy,

scratching its ears and cheeks, seemingly happy to have found a kindred spirit.

"Wuji, do you want to go out?"

After eating the peach in a few bites, Zhang Jie asked.

Zhang Wuji's face showed longing upon hearing this.

Having been lonely in this valley for three years, he had never been so hungry for the fireworks of the human world.

But the next second he hesitated: "Senior brother,

the people of Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor have always wanted to find my godfather from me and obtain the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

If I go out with you, I'm afraid I'll cause you trouble."

"We are brothers; what trouble are you talking about?"

Zhang Jie patted Zhang Wuji on the shoulder and scolded with a laugh.

"Besides, I've already completely settled the trouble at Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor."

Zhang Jie continued.

Seeing Zhang Jie so confident, Zhang Wuji finally decided to go out and see.

"Squeak~"

At the cave entrance, the white ape was anxious and reluctant.

"Ape Brother, I'll be back soon; you take care of the house."

Zhang Wuji said a word to the white ape and then followed Zhang Jie into the cave.

Just like it couldn't stop Zhang Jie, the narrowest crack couldn't stop Zhang Wuji, whose Nine Yang Divine Art was about to be completed,

and who had full control over his body; the two successfully arrived at the stone platform.

"Senior brother, is this your solution?"

Zhang Wuji looked at Zhu Zhangling's bruised and purple corpse, dumbfounded.

Although Zhu Zhangling had lived on this stone platform for three years, becoming disheveled, tattered, and gaunt,

Zhang Wuji, who had such a deep impression of him, still recognized his identity.

"Yes."

Zhang Jie shrugged his shoulders as a matter of course.

As long as you kill all the people who create problems, won't the problems be solved?

Zhang Jie: I'm not good at solving problems, but the martial arts I've practiced over the years make me very good at solving the people who create problems.

"Senior brother is afraid he exterminated the entire Zhu Wu Twin-Ring Manor!"

Looking at the graves of Zhu Jiuzhen, Wu Lie, and Wei Bi, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but be shocked by Zhang Jie's murderous nature.

No wonder Zhang Jie had scared the white ape so much without even drawing his sword just now. ===== CHAPTER 35 =====