Chapter 86: Abbess Miejue, who wants to break up the couple

Although her thoughts were churning, Abbess Miejue showed no sign of it on her face:

"What secret could the Heaven-Dependent Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Saber have? Why don't I know about it?"

Seeing that Abbess Miejue showed signs of refusing to admit it, Zhang Jie smiled slightly:

"Legend has it that a hundred years ago, when the Mongol cavalry swept across the world,

Hero Guo Jing and his wife, who guarded Xiangyang, the gateway to the Great Song, in order to leave hope for future generations to resist the Yuan Court,

specially found the Condor Hero Yang Guo and obtained the Mystic Iron Heavy Sword from him,

and combined it with Western white gold and the essence of a hundred irons to forge the Heaven-Dependent Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Saber."

"Ah!"

Suddenly learning this secret, Zhou Zhiruo covered her cherry mouth and exclaimed.

"Brother Zhang Jie, with the power of the Yuan Court, just having the Heaven-Dependent Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Saber is useless, right?"

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were full of thirst for knowledge.

With Zhou Zhiruo acting as his straight man, Zhang Jie felt happy and continued to reveal the secret:

"That is natural; the Yuan Court has hundreds of thousands of cavalry, and two divine weapons are insignificant,

but these two divine weapons are two keys, containing secret manuals like the 'Nine Yin Divine Manual' and the 'Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms',

as well as the most important thing — the 'Wu Mu Legacy Book', the essence of military training left behind by Wu Mu!"

"Wu Mu!"

Hearing this name, Zhou Zhiruo was shocked again.

She hadn't heard of the names of manuals like the 'Nine Yin Divine Manual', but the great name of Wu Mu was deafening,

and the famous saying of the Jin people, "It is easy to shake a mountain, but hard to shake the Yue Family Army," was widely known throughout the world.

"Master, is what Brother Zhang Jie said true?"

Zhou Zhiruo sought confirmation from Abbess Miejue.

After hearing Zhang Jie's revelations, Abbess Miejue's face turned so gloomy it seemed it could drip water,

but she also knew that this matter could no longer be hidden,

and Zhou Zhiruo was the candidate for the next Emei leader she had her eye on, so she nodded:

"Yes."

"So the Dragon-Slaying Saber's 'Command the world, none dare not obey' is because of this."

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly realized: divine weapons are ultimately only enough to fight ten or a hundred men, but if one obtains the 'Wu Mu Legacy Book',

and trains an elite army like the Yue Family Army, that is enough to fight ten thousand, or a hundred thousand!

Only then can one command the world, and none dare not obey!

"Brat, has your Wu Dang obtained clues to the Dragon-Slaying Saber?"

Abbess Miejue looked at Zhang Jie and asked.

Yeah, she still didn't believe that Zhang Jie had found all this information.

Zhang Jie was not yet twenty, had no hair on his lips, and was unreliable in his work.

If that hundred-year-old Daoist had researched something, it would make sense.

"Abbess, please look."

Zhang Jie untied the bundle on his back and undid the knot:

"The Dragon-Slaying Saber is right here."

Zhou Zhiruo and Abbess Miejue looked closely and saw a precious saber with a plain and unadorned appearance, dark and inconspicuous,

yet engraved with dragon patterns, lying quietly in the bundle in Zhang Jie's hands.

Zhang Jie picked up the Dragon-Slaying Saber and gave it a slight shake, and the two of them saw a faint, strange light on the blade.

"Brother Zhang Jie, you are so amazing, you even managed to get the Dragon-Slaying Saber!"

Zhou Zhiruo's focus was not on the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and the look in her eyes as she looked at Zhang Jie was full of brilliance.

The moment she saw the Dragon-Slaying Saber, Abbess Miejue's eyes flickered:

'Should I snatch the Dragon-Slaying Saber here?'

With her martial arts as a first-class expert in the Jianghu, taking down Zhang Jie, a mere third-generation disciple of Wu Dang, should be simple, right?

'Could a long-cherished wish of many years be fulfilled in a single day?'

Abbess Miejue's heart surged, and a voice in her heart seemed to be urging her:

'Take down Zhang Jie, get the Dragon-Slaying Saber, take out the manuals, and let the Emei Sect dominate the Jianghu!'

However, her remaining reason stopped her: Zhang Jie was not a Jianghu drifter without backing;

behind him was one of the two super-large sects in the Jianghu — the Wu Dang Sect!

She wouldn't fear second-generation disciples like Song Yuanqiao after obtaining the 'Nine Yin Divine Manual' and other manuals, but what about that hundred-year-old Daoist?

That was a true martial arts grandmaster who had been invincible in the world for sixty years and had swept across the world!

If he were still alive, he would be a divine figure like the Shaolin Patriarch Bodhidharma,

or the Daoist Chunyangzi, and would be listed in the Immortal Records!

Zhang Jie seemed not to see Abbess Miejue's sometimes dangerous, sometimes peaceful gaze, and said leisurely:

"We can each copy the 'Nine Yin Divine Manual' and other manuals; what does the Abbess think?"

"Master~"

Zhou Zhiruo pulled on Abbess Miejue's sleeve, her tone pleading.

Having lived with Abbess Miejue day and night,

she knew that although her master was not as heartless as the rumors outside suggested,

facing the temptation of strengthening the Emei Sect, she didn't know if her master would do something unbearable.

It was just that the two people present, one was her master, and the other was the person she loved,

and if either of them were hurt, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

"Forget it."

Facing Zhang Jie's powerful background and her beloved disciple's pleading,

Abbess Miejue decided to give up the tempting idea of directly taking down Zhang Jie and swallowing the manuals alone.

Also, Zhang Jie held the hundred-jin Dragon-Slaying Saber as if it were a straw,

letting her know that Zhang Jie was not a reckless hothead,

and that he dared to come to Emei alone, so he must have something to rely on.

Abbess Miejue untied the Heaven-Dependent Sword that never left her waist:

"Brat, I agree to your idea of the two sects sharing the manuals.

However, I have one condition that you must agree to."

"Oh?"

Zhang Jie became interested; if he could trade for it with one or two conditions, he was willing,

after all, he, Zhang Jie, had always been a refined and easygoing person.

Destroying the Zhu Wu Lianhuan Manor and such was truly a last resort.

He said slowly: "If the Abbess has any conditions, just say them,

and if it is within my power, I will certainly not refuse."

"This condition is very simple for you."

Abbess Miejue glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, who wished she could merge with Zhang Jie:

"My condition is that from now on, you can never see Zhiruo again!"

"Master!"

Zhou Zhiruo was incredulous upon hearing this; her master was actually breaking up her happiness.

"Master, this cannot be; Brother Zhang Jie and I are sincere!

I beg you, Master, please don't break us up!"

Zhou Zhiruo wrinkled her delicate nose, tears falling like broken pearls, pleading bitterly.

Abbess Miejue's face was cold, unmoved:

"Zhiruo, you are the future leader of my Emei Sect; you cannot have an affair with a man from another sect!"

"I can give up being this leader!"

Zhou Zhiruo was ready to give up the position of Emei Sect leader.

"You!"

Abbess Miejue's eyebrows stood on end; she had not expected her beloved disciple to abandon the sect that had nurtured her for many years for the sake of a man.

"Abbess, you have gone too far."

Zhang Jie sighed and pulled Zhou Zhiruo, who was weeping like a flower in the rain, into his arms.

"Hmph!

This seat is acting for the hundred-year plan of the Emei Sect; it is not too far!"

Abbess Miejue did not care.

"Does the Abbess intend to break ties with my Wu Dangpai?"

Facing Abbess Miejue, who was determined to break up the couple, Zhang Jie sighed and said.

"You brat, a mere third-generation disciple, are not enough to make Wu Dang break ties with my Emei!

It would be a different story if your senior brother Song Qingshu came instead!" Abbess Miejue said coldly.

Zhang Jie sneered: "Then what about the matter of Senior Sister Ji Xiaofu?"

Upon hearing the name Ji Xiaofu, Abbess Miejue's heart skipped a beat, but she still stubbornly said:

"Xiaofu? What does this matter have to do with Xiaofu?"

"It seems the Abbess wants me to say everything out loud."

The chill on Zhang Jie's face deepened: "I wonder what the Abbess thinks of the name Yang Buhei?"

Zhang Jie sneered: "Buhei (No Regrets)?

Hehe, Ji Xiaofu did this; I wonder where that puts my Wu Dang?"

The fact that Ji Xiaofu and the Bright Left Envoy of the Ming Sect, Yang Xiao, were in love was not originally a big deal.

After all, although the female disciples of the Emei Sect dressed like nuns,

the Emei Sect was not a nunnery and did not need to observe the precepts of the Buddhist gate.

There were many female disciples who found ideal husbands and left the mountain to get married.

But Ji Xiaofu was betrothed to the Sixth Hero of Wu Dang, Yin Liting!

A woman with a fiancé giving birth to a daughter with another man—what is this?

This is adultery!

According to tradition, she should be drowned in a pig cage!

Not to mention that she named her daughter Buhei to express her unwavering devotion to Yang Xiao;

this was no longer just slapping Wu Dang in the face—this was tearing off Wu Dang's skin and rubbing it hard against the ground!

If Wu Dang had no reaction after finding out,

then the members of the Wu Dangpai would likely be cursed by the people of the Jianghu as green-capped turtles!