Chapter 8

He suddenly heard this news from Ximen Wudi's mouth.

If you're not curious, that'd be a miracle!

Among them, the Fifth Dragon Chief, whose talkative and boastful traits were maxed out, leaned forward eagerly, pressing further.

"Who is he? What's his name?"

"What's his cultivation level? Male or female? Is he good-looking?"

As he spoke.

Perhaps he'd thought of something.

The smile at the corner of his mouth gradually turned lewd.

Ximen Wudi: "..."

The other four: "..."

They waited a long time without a response.

They sensed the air had suddenly grown quiet.

The Fifth Dragon Chief, who had just been fantasizing about how he'd slap shoulders and boast with the Seventh Dragon Chief, froze mid-grin.

He met the five pairs of stunned, speechless stares.

Even he, who always prided himself on his thick skin, couldn't help but blush slightly.

He chuckled awkwardly, pulled his neck in, lowered his head, and fell silent.

"You've all heard his name—Wu Dang, Zhang Sanfeng."

He withdrew his gaze, watching the four turn curious eyes toward him.

Ximen Wudi gave the answer with a light laugh.

"So it's him."

The five suddenly understood, murmuring softly.

Now, turning to another matter.

At the very moment Ximen Wudi met with the Five Dragon Chiefs.

On the other side.

Great Ming, behind the cliff of Mount Wudang.

Zhang Sanfeng, hands clasped behind his back, calmly observing the drifting clouds, suddenly turned and looked abruptly toward a nearby spot.

"Younger brother, you've been standing here for an hour and three incense sticks—what's on your mind?"

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Accompanied by footsteps, a figure slowly stepped forward.

The arrival was no one else.

It was Mu Daoren, one of Wu Dang's elders.

"Someone asked me to give this to you."

He gave him a deep look.

Mu Daoren pulled out a letter and a token from his chest.

After delivering these.

He didn't wait for a reply.

He turned and walked away without looking back.

Seeing this, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, his snowy brows knitting.

Unconsciously, his gaze fell to the token in his hand.

It bore no ornate carvings.

On the front was engraved a traditional Chinese character: "七."

On the back, besides a majestic, awe-inspiring green dragon, were only three bold, swirling characters.

Qinglong Society!

"Qinglong Society?"

"Could it be... the organization that person joined?"

He was stunned for two breaths.

Zhang Sanfeng's heart stirred.

He suddenly remembered Master Hua Xi.

The eleventh hall master of Qinglong Society, mentioned in the Heavenly Dao Golden List!

With a flicker of curiosity and deep confusion,

Zhang Sanfeng opened the letter.

At a single glance, his brows tightened sharply.

Even his usually unshakable inner calm now rippled with waves!

The letter's content was simple.

Only sixteen characters in total.

【Join Qinglong Society, or die. Wu Dang will be destroyed, not a single soul spared!】

Though few in words,

Zhang Sanfeng still sensed an unyielding, arrogant dominance and cold indifference within them!

It was a disregard for life as if it were grass!

Of course.

None of this was the point.

The point was.

What kind of power, exactly, was the Qinglong Society?

To have carved out such a great reputation for Wu Dang within the Great Ming, and even across the Nine Provinces Continent.

Zhang Sanfeng naturally had his own pride!

Yet the Keqinglong Society had dared to boast so brazenly and speak such words.

On top of that, the Heavenly Dao Golden List had even exposed Master Hua Xi, an expert of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

He could not believe the other side's power would be weak!

And it was precisely because of this.

After reading the letter through, he fell into a deep silence.

His mind began turning over countermeasures.

As an expert of the Earthly Immortal Realm, he had his own pride.

Not to mention, if he truly joined the Qinglong Society over this threat, would the people inside look down on him?

Even that hurdle in his own heart, he could not get past!

To have risen from nothing, and to have built such a resounding name for Wu Dang.

He naturally could not be as kind and gentle as the outside world rumored!

The bitterness and hardships within, were unfit to be spoken of to outsiders!

At this moment.

The Heavenly Dao Golden List suspended in the void,

once again burst forth with dazzling radiance.

In but an instant.

It drew the gaze of everyone across the Nine Provinces.

All eagerly anticipated and guessed which existence the eighteenth name on the combat power ceiling would turn out to be!

It did not keep them waiting long.

As the Heavenly Dao Golden List trembled slightly.

Lines of text appeared out of thin air upon the golden list.