Chapter 37

This unease certainly didn't come from nowhere!

And the only thing that could cause such unease in me.

After thinking it over, only the Qinglong Society!

That Qinglong Society which gave him the illusion of choice, but in truth offered none!

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"Sigh~~"

He tightened his grip on the Qinglong Token.

Zhang Sanfeng let out a deep sigh.

His expression was filled with complexity.

For the first time.

He felt what helplessness meant!

Yes!

Helplessness!

Facing the mysterious and powerful Qinglong Society.

Even if he broke through the limit of the Land Immortal right now and reached the Heavenly Being Realm.

He had not the slightest confidence he could stand against it!

That despair and helplessness with no solution.

Made his heart a tangled mess!

What he didn't know was.

At this moment.

At the foot of Mount Wudang.

Inside a spacious room.

Dozens of elaborately dressed, imposing experts had gathered together.

Among them were men and women, tall and short, fat and thin.

The only thing they shared was that each carried a sharp weapon.

If any martial world expert were present, they would surely cry out in shock.

Because.

Each and every one here was a household name in the Great Ming martial world!

For example, Abbot Kongwen of Yunzhou Shaolin, Emeizhang Sect Seeing Gu Hongzi, Jianzongzhang Sect Xianyu Tong, Kunlun Paizhang Sect He Taichong, the Five Elders of Kongtong, Songshanzhang Sect Zuo Lengchan, Qingchengzhang Sect Li Canghai, and so on and so forth.

Any Zhengdaomen Sect with a name in the Great Ming martial world.

Nearly half were present.

The splendor of this assembly was plain to see!

"Abbot Kongwen, you sent word recently that the Dragon-Slaying Blade is at Wu Dang—is this true?"

As Emei, long allied with Wu Dangpai,

Seeing Gu Hongzi, secretly alarmed by the power gathered here, could not help frowning and speaking out.

At these words,

All present turned their gazes toward Abbot Kongwen, awaiting his explanation.

Clearly,

Those seated at the helm of their respective Men Sects

Were none to be trifled with!

Of course,

Among them were also some fears directed at Zhang Sanfeng.

After all,

He had been renowned in the martial world for years and was hailed as the top martial artist of the Great Ming.

Zhang Sanfeng's strength—everyone knew it as clearly as a mirror.

Therefore,

If they didn't get to the bottom of this,

They wouldn't be so foolish as to blindly believe rumors and be used as pawns!

He saw through their petty thoughts at a glance.

Abbot Kongwen silently sneered twice, but said nothing.

His face expressionless, he chanted a Buddhist mantra and spoke:

"Amitabha. A monk does not lie."

"Surely all of you have heard of the events long ago."

"And not long ago, the long-missing Zhang Wuxia has returned to Wu Dang."

"With him was the Mo Sect demoness Yin Susu."

"But the Jin Maoshi King, who vanished with them, has left not a single trace."

"Given this, what do you all think—could the Dragon-Slaying Blade have been brought back to Wu Dang?"

"Even if it wasn't brought back, do you believe Zhang Wuxia knows where the Dragon-Slaying Blade is?"

Upon hearing this explanation,

The assembly's expressions varied, and all fell into deep thought.

A few breaths later.

Xian Yutong's eyes flickered with greed as he stepped forward with an air of righteous indignation.

"Abbot Kongwen speaks truly!"

"Moreover, the demon Xie Xun, the Golden Mane Lion, once committed countless massacres across the martial world!"

"Even among those present, many disciples fell victim to his cruelty."

"We merely seek the whereabouts of the Golden Mane Lion, demanding justice."

"With Zhang Zhenren's profound righteousness, he surely would not refuse."

If Abbot Kongwen's earlier words were merely an appeal to interest,

then now,

Xian Yutong's speech had provided everyone with a veil of moral justification.

Thus placing them atop the high ground of morality.

Under the guise of victims seeking justice!

Added to this, Xie Xun was one of the Four Demon Sect Law Kings, having slaughtered countless innocents in the martial world.

And all of us belong to the Mingmenzheng Sect—eradicating demons and defending the Dao is our unquestionable duty.

Even Zhang Sanfeng would have no reply!

Not to mention,

those gathered here had long harbored their own hidden agendas.

They merely lacked a proper excuse.

Now that Xian Yutong had raised the banner of righteousness,

how could they possibly miss such a perfect opportunity!

As expected!

After only two breaths of silence,

Songshanzhang Zuo Lengchan loudly voiced his agreement.

"Master Xian speaks wisely!"

"Given Zhang Zhenren's longstanding hatred of evil, he would surely not shield his disciple!"

"We merely seek the Golden Mane Lion's whereabouts—not to oppose Wu Dang. We trust a senior master like Zhang Zhenren would not hold our actions against us!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded unconsciously.

As the saying goes: A gentleman may be deceived by righteousness!

Regarding Zhang Zhenren's character.