Chapter 427: Honorable name, be more cautious

Jing Xu saw the change in Su Hang’s expression, which became increasingly strange, but she did not ask further. "May I ask the Young Master’s honorable name?"

"Su Hang."

Jing Xu nodded. "You can just call me Jing Xu."

Su Hang nodded.

At this moment, Jing Xu suddenly sighed. "The five of us, brothers and sisters, should have worked together to eradicate those scum of the Demonic Cult, but because of my momentary foolishness, my senior sister was tragically killed. Meeting the Young Master today has only caused you to fall into a dangerous situation."

"All of this is my fault for being too greedy for merit and advancing too rashly; otherwise, I would not have ended up in this state."

After finishing, Jing Xu felt a wave of regret. If she could have been more cautious, perhaps things would not have turned out this way. Her senior sister would not have died, and she herself would not have ended up in her current predicament.

Su Hang waved his hand. "Miss Jing Xu, you need not feel guilty; this cannot be blamed on you. That Demonic Cult leader’s strength is heaven-defying; we were simply no match for him. That we managed to save our lives today is already a stroke of great fortune."

Jing Xu lowered her head, appearing truly self-reproachful.

Zhang Zhang Wuji ignored Jing Xu’s words, only looking at Su Hang with faint admiration in his eyes. This guy was truly amazing; winning against the strong while being weak, defeating someone even more powerful than himself—it was simply terrifying.

Su Hang also felt Zhang Zhang Wuji’s burning gaze and turned his head. "Kid, don't look at me with such admiring eyes; I’ll get arrogant."

Zhang Zhang Wuji felt sheepish and simply stopped making a sound.

"Miss Jing Xu, this Young Master is right. It is too late to say anything now. Since things have already happened, do not dwell on them. I will avenge your senior sister for you." Su Hang said to Jing Xu, then glanced at Zhang Zhang Wuji. "Zhang Wuji, let’s go."

"Yes!" Zhang Zhang Wuji replied, then followed Su Hang, directly using light-body technique to leave.

Jing Xu watched the two leave, her mood very complex. Perhaps this was fate. If her senior sister were alive, she would certainly hope that she could be as brave as this young man, rather than shrinking back every day, or even being afraid of her, fearing to avoid her at all costs.

"Sigh~" Jing Xu sighed, then came to her senses and hurriedly fled down the hillside. She could no longer stay in this place; she had to leave as soon as possible, otherwise, once the people of the Demonic Cult reacted, her situation would be very dangerous.

Deep in the mountain forest, a piece of wilderness. **CHAPTER 822**

...Seeking flowers...

Su Hang brought Zhang Zhang Wuji along the road and soon returned to the Half-Moon Inn.

Su Hang sat on a chair to the side, sighing in his heart: It is still most comfortable to live in one's own place!

Zhang Zhang Wuji looked at Su Hang. "Young Master, is it alright for us to just leave Jing Xu behind like that?"

Su Hang shook his head, his eyes unfathomable. "It is not abandoning her; it is sending her out of this forest."

Zhang Zhang Wuji was confused. "Why? She has helped me before; why does the Young Master want to drive her away?"

"You are a man; you should protect girls, not put them in danger." Su Hang glanced at Zhang Zhang Wuji indifferently. "Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with you. She cannot continue to stay by our side, otherwise, she will lose her life because of us."

"Uh..."

Zhang Zhang Wuji had not thought of this problem. He had always trusted Su Hang, and he believed everything Su Hang said. "Then what does the Young Master mean?"

Su Hang slowly stood up and patted Zhang Zhang Wuji on the shoulder. "Remember, our enemies are not just the Demonic Cult." **CHAPTER 823**

Saying this, Su Hang walked away.

Leaving Zhang Zhang Wuji to ponder alone for a while, suddenly, as if thinking of something, he looked up at Su Hang’s back, his eyes wide open, full of shock.

The next day.

When Su Hang woke up, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

"Young Master Su."

Zhang Zhang Wuji’s voice came from outside the room. Su Hang rolled off the bed, opened the door, and walked out.

Zhang Zhang Wuji had already packed everything and was about to bid farewell to Su Hang and leave the Half-Moon Inn.

"What? In such a hurry to leave? Not going to have some breakfast here?" Su Hang asked with a slight frown.

Zhang Zhang Wuji hurriedly waved his hand. "No need, I was already full last night."

"Oh? Is that so?" Su Hang glanced at Zhang Zhang Wuji. Although this kid looked chubby, his appetite was not small.

Zhang Zhang Wuji rubbed his belly and gave a silly smile. "Young Master Su, you are my friend and benefactor. In the future, when you come to the Ming Cult, I will definitely play the host and treat you to a meal."

"Heh, alright. If I have time, I will go." Su Hang agreed casually.

After speaking, the two brushed past each other. Zhang Zhang Wuji bowed to Su Hang and turned to leave.

On the other side, Gao Gao Zecheng of the Kunlun Sect was just preparing to leave with a group of disciples, and they happened to run into each other again.

Gao Gao Zecheng looked at Zhang Zhang Wuji with full admiration. "I never thought this talented young man would be so humble and polite."

"Senior Brother, you haven't told me what the background of that person is yet?"

On the side, a small disciple of the Kunlun Sect asked curiously.

"Hehe!" Gao Gao Zecheng laughed and whispered mysteriously to the small disciple: "He is not simple. When I sparred with him, he was actually able to beat me. His Wu Gong cannot be underestimated, and he is the Young Master of the Ming Cult."

"Ah, so he is the Master of the Ming Cult..."

A burst of exclamations suddenly erupted around them.

Gao Gao Zecheng nodded, his eyes filled with joy and excitement.

"Eh, who is that man?" At this time, another disciple discovered Su Hang standing in the corner, looking confused.

When Su Hang heard this, he felt as if his whole body had been struck by lightning, and goosebumps broke out all over him.

"Senior Brother, look..."

Just as Zhang Zhang Wuji was feeling depressed, he suddenly saw Gao Gao Zecheng’s gaze sweep toward him, and then Gao Gao Zecheng walked over with large strides.

"Young Master Zhang, please stay!" Gao Gao Zecheng shouted to Zhang Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Zhang Wuji turned back. "So it is Young Master Gao. May I ask what you want with me?"

"Haha, can't I call you to catch up if there's nothing wrong?" Gao Gao Zecheng smiled slightly. "Young Master, I just heard that you are the Young Master of the Ming Cult. I wonder if it is true?"

When Gao Gao Zecheng asked this, the other Kunlun Sect disciples leaned their heads over.

Obviously, they were all very concerned about whether Zhang Zhang Wuji was the Young Master of the Ming Cult, because the Ming Cult was a famous sect in the Jianghu. If Zhang Zhang Wuji was, wouldn't that mean the Kunlun Sect had befriended the Ming Cult?

The Ming Cult could be called the top sect in the Jianghu. Although the Kunlun Sect was also very powerful, it was, after all, a Jianghu sect and was not on the same level as the Ming Cult. If this were true, it would be terrible.

"Naturally, it is true. I am the Young Master of the Ming Cult." Zhang Zhang Wuji did not hide anything and admitted it frankly.

Hearing Zhang Zhang Wuji admit it himself, everyone from the Kunlun Sect gasped. The Young Master of the Ming Cult was actually him; no wonder he had superb martial arts and unfathomable strength. **CHAPTER 824**