Chapter 430: Dare not be arrogant, back to the main topic

"Hmph, you are Zhang Zhang Wuji?" the woman said coquettishly, her eyes full of disdain. "Seeing that I am so beautiful, why are you stunned?"

Zhang Zhang Wuji came to his senses and said awkwardly, "Who are you?"

The woman curled her lips, her eyes carrying some disdain and mockery, as if she did not pay attention to Zhang Zhang Wuji, and turned to walk out.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhang Wuji hurriedly asked, "Miss, please stay. May I ask your honorable name?"

The woman paused, glanced at Zhang Zhang Wuji, her eyes narrowing into a line, smiling sweetly. "I am Zhou Zhou Zhiruo of the Mount Emei Sect. How is it? My name is not bad, right?"

Zhang Zhang Wuji realized; no wonder this Miss Zhou looked so unfamiliar—she was a disciple of the Mount Emei Sect.

Zhang Zhang Wuji secretly rejoiced in his heart; fortunately, he had not been reckless, otherwise, wouldn't he have angered the Mount Emei Sect?

Zhang Zhang Wuji hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed respectfully. "So it is Miss Zhou. I have long heard of your great name. I have been rude!"

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo giggled. "My name is not worth much, but you, Zhang Zhang Wuji, it is said that your martial arts are superb, and you are rarely matched in the Jianghu. Seeing you today, it is indeed well-deserved!"

Zhang Zhang Wuji waved his hand and said modestly, "Miss Zhou is flattering me. How would I dare to be arrogant?"

"Giggle, alright, Young Master Zhang, let’s get back to the main topic." Zhou Zhou Zhiruo stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed at Zhang Zhang Wuji’s chest. "I heard that you were injured by Gao Gao Zecheng. I want to treat Young Master Zhang, so I want to ask you for a favor."

"Uh..."

Zhang Zhang Wuji scratched his head. "Miss Zhou, forgive me for being blunt, my Wu Gong is shallow, I am afraid I cannot help you!"

"Heehee, I naturally have a way!" Zhou Zhou Zhiruo smiled beautifully, then leaned into Zhang Zhang Wuji’s ear and whispered softly.

Zhang Zhang Wuji had a look of astonishment. "This... can this work?"

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo nodded. "Rest assured, I will definitely be able to heal Young Master Zhang’s injuries, and I can also make you go a step further."

Zhang Zhang Wuji pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily. "Alright, since Miss Zhou insists, then I will agree to you!"

"Thank you, Young Master!" Zhou Zhou Zhiruo said happily, her pretty face flushed and very cute, making Zhang Zhang Wuji almost forget to breathe.

"However, I have a request." Zhang Zhang Wuji suddenly said.

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly. "What is it? Say it!"

...Seeking flowers...

Zhang Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment and said, "I am a newcomer here, unfamiliar with the place, and I hope Miss Zhou can take me in for a few days."

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo was stunned, then laughed. "You little brat, I didn't say I wouldn't take care of you."

Zhang Zhang Wuji smiled, showing his teeth, appearing very pure, but Zhou Zhou Zhiruo always felt that there seemed to be some bad ideas hidden in this smile of his?

The next day, Zhou Zhou Zhiruo brought a medicine box to help Zhang Zhang Wuji bandage the wounds on his body.

"Zhang Zhang Wuji, I have noted this favor. From now on, you are my man." Zhou Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Zhang Wuji lying on the bed and smiled, pursing her lips.

"Uh..." Zhang Zhang Wuji was a bit awkward. He did not expect this girl to actually say such words, which made him feel shy.

"Alright, I will take my leave first. I will come to see you in three days." Zhou Zhou Zhiruo also knew that she could not be too hasty, so she turned and left the room.

"Sigh!" Looking at Zhou Zhou Zhiruo’s slender and graceful back, Zhang Zhang Wuji sighed.

In the past few days, Zhou Zhou Zhiruo had often come to the inn and often brought him food. **CHAPTER 829**

Although Zhou Zhou Zhiruo was extremely good to him, Zhang Zhang Wuji always felt it was inappropriate in his heart; after all, he was now a person who was almost dead.

"Young Master Zhang, this thing is for you!" Just after finishing dinner, Zhou Zhou Zhiruo brought a wooden box and handed it to Zhang Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Zhang Wuji took the wooden box in confusion. "What is this?"

"This is something my father specifically entrusted me to give to you, hoping it will be useful for your healing." Zhou Zhou Zhiruo smiled slightly.

Zhang Zhang Wuji felt a warmth in his heart. Zhou Zhou Zhiruo’s father was his master. Since he joined the Shaolin Temple, his master had treated him as his own, teaching him carefully, and the two of them were both master and friend.

The master and disciple supported each other, finally venturing into the Wu Lin and establishing a Wu Lin alliance that belonged to them.

This time, his master was seriously injured and unconscious, and he had to rely on him for care, which made him feel grateful.

Zhang Zhang Wuji looked at Zhou Zhou Zhiruo and asked, "By the way, Miss Zhou, I wonder if your Mount Emei Sect has the Seven-Injury Fist?"

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo blinked and asked back, "Why, have you practiced the Seven-Injury Fist?"

Zhang Zhang Wuji shook his head and said, "I won't hide it from you, Miss, what I practice is not the Seven-Injury Fist, but another kind of technique. I wonder if you have ever seen it?"

After speaking, Zhang Zhang Wuji clenched his right fist, pushed his left palm flat, and used a move of the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms. **CHAPTER 830**

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo’s eyes widened. "Young Master Zhang, you have actually learned all the mental cultivation methods of the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms?! How is this possible?"

She knew that the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms was the supreme treasure of the Shaolin Sect. In the entire Shaolin Sect, except for the previous abbot, only the current abbot’s lineage knew it. This Zhang Zhang Wuji was young, yet he was able to find the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms manual back.

Zhang Zhang Wuji nodded and admitted: "En, not long ago I met the abbot of the Shaolin Temple and learned that he gifted the Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms to me, so I was able to practice it."

"So that’s it. It seems you have quite a fate with the Shaolin Temple. How about this, after I heal your injuries, I will go to the Shaolin Mountain with you and take this peerless Wu Gong back!" Zhou Zhou Zhiruo said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhang Wuji’s face changed abruptly, and he smiled bitterly: "Miss Zhou, you misunderstood. That is not what I meant."

"Oh?" A trace of surprise flashed across Zhou Zhou Zhiruo’s face. "Young Master Zhang wants to borrow our Mount Emei medicine garden to heal? This..."

She never expected Zhang Zhang Wuji to make such a request, and she hesitated for a moment.

"What, is there a difficulty?" Zhang Zhang Wuji asked in confusion.

"No!" Zhou Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said, "It’s just..."

"Just what?"

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo hesitated for a moment and gritted her teeth: "It’s just that we have rules in the Mount Emei Sect. Anyone who enters the territory of the Mount Emei Sect is not allowed to pick spiritual herbs and fairy flowers privately, otherwise, they will be severely punished!"

"Ah, there is such a rule?" Zhang Zhang Wuji was a bit confused.

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo explained: "Yes, our Mount Emei Sect is a Wu Lin sect. Unlike the imperial government, we pay attention to wealth, companions, law, and land. The word 'wealth' comes first, followed by power, companions, and law."

"However, since you want to come in, these rules will naturally be broken!"

"Really!" Zhang Zhang Wuji said with ecstasy: "Then thank you very much, Miss Zhou!"

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo smiled beautifully and said: "Why be polite, Young Master Zhang? We met by chance. My saving you is not just a small effort, but also incidental. You must not take it to heart."

"By the way, Young Master Zhang, you should come with me tomorrow. Your constitution is weak, and you must recover your vitality quickly." **CHAPTER 831**