Chapter 416: The World Has Changed, Master

Facing Ao Yulie's challenge, even that elder who had been particularly displeased just now maintained his silence.

He merely stared at the sword-wielding idiot before him, his presence reduced to the absolute minimum.

"Rest for a bit first; time must be given for injuries to be treated," Tang Luo said.

Without a doubt, the strongest in Moon Palace is the Palace Lord of Moon Palace.

The Palace Lord does not have some Supreme Elder who has been in seclusion for many years... after all, this is a wuxia world; aside from the Saint Weapons, most people's style hasn't veered toward xianxia or high martial arts.

If a fight is to happen, it will definitely be against the Moon Palace Lord; the others aren't worth a look.

As it happens, the Moon Palace Lord is the only one Tang Luo injured.

It's not that Tang Luo did it on purpose; she is the main force, so getting injured during the confrontation is perfectly normal.

"All of you, come at me together."

"Treat your injuries first."

This is the bearing of a powerhouse.

"Oh." Ao Yulie responded with a sound.

"... Fine."

The Moon Palace Lord said, this is not a time for romance, for indulging personal preferences.

Don't forget everyone's wager — the stake is the Saint Weapon!

It can be said to directly determine Moon Palace's future rise and fall.

The first round lost, yet the Saint Weapon can still be retained; at most, all news related to the Saint Weapon is handed over.

If the second round is also lost, then the Seven-Colored Immortal Silk will fall into the opponent's hands.

For Moon Palace, this counts as a great calamity.

Therefore, the second round must be fought, and moreover, it must be won!

But how to win — they truly couldn't think of a way for the moment!

They can only delay slightly.

Think up a good countermeasure.

"Before that, hand over all intelligence on the Saint Weapons to this poor monk first." Tang Luo didn't deal Moon Palace a killing blow, directly demanding their Seven-Colored Immortal Silk.

One must always leave people a sliver of hope.

Without hope, if they turn dark, the peaceful resolution just now would all be for nothing; better to have just gone for a nuclear solution from the start.

Jianghu people keep their word only because of what's in their hearts.

There is no powerful binding force.

Thinking Moon Palace, as one of the Four Great Holy Lands, will keep its word, that they'll slit their throats just because they said so, is as naive and innocent as thinking Moon Palace is entirely made of beauties.

The real Moon Palace — even a rabbit will bite when cornered.

"Fine, I wonder what the Great Master wishes to know?" the Moon Palace Lord said.

Her injuries aren't actually that severe; an elder has already gone to the pharmacy to fetch pills; after taking them, a few hours of breath regulation will see her recovered.

"The whereabouts of the other Saint Weapons," Tang Luo said.

Of the nine Saint Weapons, the locations of six are already confirmed.

The remaining three — one fan, one whip, and one hammer — have "unknown" whereabouts.

The Moon Palace Lord did not conceal anything and spoke: "The Shepherd's Whip and the Overturning Heaven and Earth (fan) — the last time they appeared was forty-three years ago. For these years, the entire jianghu has never given up searching for their traces, but there are no clues; our Moon Palace is the same."

"Where was the last place they appeared?" Tang Luo asked.

"The Shepherd's Whip fell into a deep valley; people have used methods to descend to the valley floor to search, but found nothing. As for the Overturning Heaven and Earth, rumor had it that a minor clan obtained it back then; that clan suffered a catastrophe of extermination because of it, yet no one found the Overturning Heaven and Earth." the Moon Palace Lord said.

"What about the hammer?" Tang Luo asked.

The Moon Palace Lord said: "The Heaven-Shaking Mountain-Crushing Hammer fell into the hands of Yan Yuke six years ago, causing him to fall out with his brothers; afterward Yan Yuke was hunted down, vanished without a trace, never showed his face again, life or death unknown."

"... Alright." Tang Luo said.

The intelligence provided by Moon Palace is somewhat more accurate than the various messy jianghu rumors.

But it's not precise to any great degree either.

This is also very normal; if Moon Palace could truly pinpoint the other Saint Weapons, they would have gone to retrieve them themselves long ago.

It wouldn't be Tang Luo's turn to come inquire and ultimately find the Saint Weapons.

"Then what about the origin of the Saint Weapons?" Tang Luo said, "Do you know where the Saint Weapons came from?"

The whereabouts of the Saint Weapons are important, but to Tang Luo and his group, the origin of the Saint Weapons is even more important.

This concerns Zhu Bajie's whereabouts.

"The Saint Weapons..." the Moon Palace Lord shook her head, "The Seven-Colored Immortal Silk has been passed down in my Moon Palace generation after generation; according to records, it was Moon Palace's property from the very beginning."

"From the very beginning?"

"Yes," the Moon Palace Lord said, "Although Moon Palace's inheritance has had twists and turns, even once severed, relying on the Seven-Colored Immortal Silk it eventually rose again; therefore, the earliest origin of the Saint Weapon has already been lost."

This situation is somewhat similar to the Martial World Myth.

A force built by predecessors, once destroyed, but leaving behind a "Dao lineage," inherited anew by later comers.

Amounting to a kind of rebirth.

Also because of this, the origin of the Seven-Colored Immortal Silk can no longer be verified.

"What about the situation of the other three Holy Lands?" Tang Luo asked, "Same as well?"

"Much the same," the Moon Palace Lord said, "However, the Zhu Royal Clan might know more."

The Four Great Holy Lands: Moon Palace, a sect composed entirely of women.

Flying Sword Gate, single-line inheritance.

The other two: one is the Bearing Heaven Pavilion, which controls the armor among the nine Saint Weapons — the Immovable Divine King; unknown if it has any connection to Buddhism's Immovable Wisdom King.

Chengtian Pavilion is no ordinary jianghu sect; they excel at forging all manner of weapons.

They are the biggest "arms dealers" in the jianghu.

The last Holy Land is the Zhu-Wang Clan.

In terms of Holy Land power and numbers, the Zhu-Wang Clan is the strongest, ranking first among the Four Great Holy Lands.

In stark contrast to the Flying Sword Gate with only two people.

Like Moon Palace, this force can also be considered to have been destroyed once, only to be reborn from the ashes in the end.

The ones who originally held the Holy Weapon "Eternal Ages" sword were actually the Zhu Clan; just like "Qin Wanshi's" thinking, the Holy Weapon's name sounds beautiful, but reality is harsh.

The Zhu Clan nearly disappeared into the long river of time like countless other forces.

But at the critical moment, the Zhu Clan chose the path of marrying in, bringing Eternal Ages directly to join the Wang Clan, which was then at the height of its power in the jianghu.

One had a Holy Weapon, the other had power; the two sides hit it off perfectly.

Later, after the Zhu Clan members secured their footing, they slowly "erased" their status as live-in sons-in-law and gradually reclaimed the leading position.

This can be seen from the name today.

Zhu-Wang Clan — Zhu comes first, Wang comes after; this Holy Land is composed of two great clans, with the Zhu surname holding the dominant position.

Additionally, Chengtian Pavilion is also led by the Mu Clan, slightly similar to a clan force, and can be counted as half a family power.

However, there have been rumors that over a hundred years ago, the Pavilion Master of Chengtian Pavilion was not surnamed Mu; the Mu Clan usurped the nest.

The specific details, even Moon Palace doesn't know very well — digging up people's old backgrounds like that isn't proper.

The Four Great Holy Lands may occasionally have minor friction with each other, but in most cases they coexist peacefully, each minding their own affairs.

They wouldn't develop any discord over someone else's trivial past from adulthood.

"Forget it. Since I have to visit all Four Great Holy Lands anyway, where is the deep valley where the Herdsman's Whip fell?" Tang Luo said.

"Master intends to go? Actually, that place has already been searched quite a few times." After stating the location, the Moon Palace Master reminded him.

The unspoken words were that Moon Palace had also searched many times.

The temptation of Holy Weapons — the Four Great Holy Lands cannot escape vulgarity either.

Transcendent status is built on powerful strength; with strength comes reputation, and in the end they complement each other.

With only reputation but no strength, who would care about you?

The two-person Flying Sword Gate is also only able to "form an army with two people" because of the Falling Petals Sword God's power.

As long as the Falling Petals Sword God holds a Holy Weapon, there is no one in the jianghu he cannot kill, no force he cannot destroy.

Even the other three Holy Lands would be severely damaged by him.

Even the Flying Sword Gate, which is more transcendent than the other three Holy Lands, would participate in the struggle for Holy Weapons.

In the jianghu, many things cannot be "avoided as vulgar"; if you avoid them, the outcome won't be good.

"Going is definitely necessary." Tang Luo said, "By the way, is there really no resonance between Holy Weapons?"

The Moon Palace Master shook her head.

"What a pity." Tang Luo said, "But then again, who knows? For example, after collecting four or five Holy Weapons, one might be able to find the remaining Holy Weapons."

"If Master has the idea, it's worth a try." The Moon Palace Master's tone carried encouragement.

Let alone four or five, even two Holy Weapons falling into the hands of the same person (force) at the same time is an extremely rare situation.

"Hmm, this poor monk will give the female Bodhisattva an empowerment." Tang Luo suddenly said, "Fight early, finish early, this poor monk still has to go to Chengtian Pavilion."

Moon Palace is a bit closer to Chengtian Pavilion.

"..." The Moon Palace Master was momentarily speechless; she had just taken the elixir and hadn't truly had time to heal yet.

"Rest assured, this poor monk's empowerment technique is top-tier." Tang Luo said, "Guaranteed the female Bodhisattva will have 'instant cure upon taking medicine,' instantly full of vigor."

The several elders standing behind glared furiously.

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated; this demon monk is teasing the Palace Master!

No wonder he taught a frivolous, dissolute peach-blossom-eyed disciple.

"What Master said is the truth." Ao Yulie added fuel to the fire, "Empowerment is one of Master's great specialties."

Once these words came out, even the Moon Palace Master's gaze turned unfriendly.

Might as well rebel against him!

Against this kind of heretical evil, there's no need to speak of jianghu morality; Moon Palace disciples, follow me, let's subdue the demon and exorcise evil.

And still try to welch on the bet.

"Sigh, the world has changed, Master." Ao Yulie said.

Just when did empowerment suddenly become like this?

Especially when said to female donors, female Bodhisattvas, female yaojing.

But Master really is going to give you empowerment to heal injuries, the kind where you don't even need to take off your clothes.

Not Zhang Wuji at all.

Why do you all have to think dirty?

Clearly you're the ones thinking dirty, yet you want to blame the victim.

This... is truly interesting!

Ao Yulie let out a light laugh; to the Moon Palace crowd it was especially grating, nearly making them draw swords again.

But before they could draw swords, a cold snort came from outside: "Hmph! What a demon monk, daring to come to my Moon Palace and spout nonsense!"

The half-closed main doors were shoved open by someone.

Two men stood at the doorway; the one in front wore white robes, had red lips and white teeth, his handsomeness only slightly inferior to Ao Yulie by half.

His gaze carried killing intent, looking at Tang Luo and Ao Yulie.

Behind him stood a rather tall young man, square-jawed, honest and simple-faced, carrying a large wooden box on his back.

The former needs no introduction — it is precisely the single "green" amidst the myriad flowers of the Moon Palace, Young Master Lianhua, Bai Zhu.

As for the latter... no one recognized him.

"Zhu'er..." the Moon Palace Master spoke, her voice carrying a hint of pleasant surprise.

No sooner had her words fallen than a faint beam of light descended upon her.

Her original words turned into an involuntary soft cry, and an unusual flush rose on her face.

Everyone's gazes involuntarily gathered on the Moon Palace Master.

Then, they looked toward Tang Luo.

Tang Luo withdrew his hand and said, "This poor monk is a renunciate; I do not speak falsehoods. Why do you benefactors refuse to believe?"

Since you do not believe, I can only let the facts make you believe.

Master Xuanzang is a great philanthropist.