Chapter 824

"How could this possibly work!"

Tie Muzhen refused outright,

"The Living Buddha has already gone to handle it; once he achieves success, he will be able to block the Qinglong Society.

If I leave now, letting the Qinglong Society fail to find me and instead interfere with the Living Buddha's actions, wouldn't that be all for nothing?

By then, the very rivers and mountains of the realm would truly be in peril!"

Yelu Chu and the others, hearing this, could not help but be filled with solemn respect.

Last time Wan Wan came alone to kill, within the imperial palace not a single person could stop her.

The startled civil and military ministers fled in disarray.

Tie Muzhen himself also revealed an ugly sight.

He did not expect that with the Qinglong Society's massive attack this time, Tie Muzhen instead remained calm and composed.

"Good! Since the Great Khan is thus, I, Si Hanfei, cannot ignore the ancestral altars of the state.

Assassins of the Qinglong Society, if you wish to kill the Great Khan, you must first step over my corpse."

Si Hanfei leapt up, landing steadily beside Tie Muzhen, and shouted fiercely at the surroundings.

The other civil and military officials, seeing him thus provoke the Qinglong Society, felt both admiration and panic.

The Qinglong Society's assassins appeared and disappeared like ghosts, and in nearly the same instant paralyzed the Great Yuan's central administrative organs, as well as the command structure of the Kesig Guards who protected the imperial court.

Although Si Hanfei's Wu Gong was not bad, how could he possibly be a match for the Qinglong Society's assassins.

It was just that his grand display of righteousness made the civil and military officials, who had originally been preparing to scatter and flee for their lives, no longer dare to run at this moment.

Forcing themselves to muster a sliver of courage, they were just preparing to gather around Tie Muzhen to show their loyalty.

"Clap clap clap!"

A burst of applause rang out, and at the very center of the great hall, which had been empty, a figure had somehow suddenly appeared.

This person wore a Daoist robe, his beard and brows originally pure white, yet now gradually turning black again.

"The sovereign and ministers of the Great Yuan do have a scrap of backbone!"

The Great Yuan ministers, seeing this person, felt their hearts tighten.

Yelu Chu observed carefully, discovered that this old Daoist Priest's robe had some stains, was slovenly and unkempt, recalled the jianghu rumors, and immediately said,

"So it is the Seven Dragon Head Zhang Sanfeng Zhang Zhenren himself; I, Great Yuan Chancellor Yelu Chu, offer my greetings here."

"Your eye is not bad, no wonder you could hold the position of Chancellor."

The newcomer was indeed Zhang Sanfeng; hearing Yelu Chu's introduction, he also cupped his fists and returned the courtesy.

"For what purpose has the Seven Dragon Head come?"

Yelu Chu asked a question he already knew the answer to.

"I have come specifically to demand justice for the lives of the several hundred disciples of my Wu Dangpai."

Zhang Sanfeng came straight to the point and stated his purpose.

"The Seven Dragon Head is mistaken!"

Yelu Chu stroked his beard and smiled, saying,

"The so-called lives of the several hundred disciples of Wu Dangpai, what do they have to do with our Great Yuan?

If I remember correctly, this matter was the private doing of the former Great Yuan Gao Seng, Long Xiang Seng.

The other day, Long Xiang Seng within the borders of Youzhou of the Great Tang was already defeated by seven elite disciples under Zhang Zhenren's tutelage, and is already dead.

As the saying goes, the dead's debts are cleared; why does Zhang Zhenren still come to the Great Yuan?"

If Long Xiang Seng had not died, Yelu Chu might really not have directly pinned this dirty pot on his head.

But now Long Xiang Seng's form and spirit were both destroyed, unable to reincarnate and undergo tribulation ever again.

Thus, Yelu Chu could naturally push everything onto Long Xiang Seng, maximizing his value.

"Sweet words and false colors!"

Zhang Sanfeng did not argue with him, merely pointed his hand outward and said,

"This old Daoist's coming is not to have a verbal dispute with your Great Yuan.

Right and wrong, this old Daoist knows, and the Qinglong Society also knows!

Currently, of your Three Courts and Six Ministries, over three thousand seven hundred officials have been killed, more than half.

The generals and officers of the palace guards have also suffered devastating losses.

Offending the Qinglong Society means you must be prepared to accept punishment!"

A string of words left the Great Yuan sovereign and ministers speechless.

No matter how Yelu Chu's sweet words and false colors tried, he ultimately could not smooth over the enormous disparity in strength between the Qinglong Society and the Great Yuan.

With such a simple move, the Qinglong Society directly massacred officials throughout the Great Yuan's central organs on a large scale.

Yet the Great Yuan was like an infant, with no power to resist at all.

Tie Muzhen's face turned livid, but recalling the words of Living Buddha Lianhua, he could only brace himself and say,

"Then according to the Seven Dragon Head's view, today you mean to destroy our Great Yuan?

You should know our Great Yuan has established a state in the Nine Provinces, for no less than a thousand years to this day!

Although our nation is small and weak, if we exert our full strength, it is not impossible to make your Qinglong Society suffer grievous injuries!"

The Great Qin, Great Yuan, and Great Tang stand side by side as one of the three top imperial dynasties of the Nine Provinces.

Their profound strength is indeed not something dynasties like the Great Ming or Great Han can compare to.

For example, the Great Qin can produce the He Shi Bi that manipulates dragon qi; naturally, the Great Yuan and Great Tang also have similar trump cards.

"Heh heh!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled indifferently and said nonchalantly,

"Very well, use whatever tricks you have! This old Daoist will be right here to receive them!"

"Don't push me!"

Unless absolutely forced to, Tie Muzhen truly did not wish to employ the Great Yuan's bottom-of-the-chest methods, and could only speak with a fierce voice but a timid heart.

"Come out!"

Zhang Sanfeng called out softly.

Countless Qinglong Society green-clad assassins were seen revealing their forms from out of the darkness.

In the blink of an eye, the great hall was packed full with countless Qinglong Society assassins standing within.

These Qinglong Society assassins kept their auras tightly reined in; without reaching a certain realm, one could not sense their cultivation.

Yet every single one of them brimmed with killing intent, each one resembling a fierce beast ready to pick a person and devour them.

Some of the Great Yuan court officials had come down from the battlefield, but the majority had never set foot on one.

Swept by the tangible killing intent of these Qinglong Society assassins, those court officials who had never been on a battlefield were all so terrified their legs trembled, their faces turning deathly pale in an instant.

"Tie Muzhen, regarding the matter of Wu Dang, if you do not give an explanation, although I cannot truly annihilate your Great Yuan,

still, every civil and military official in this hall can just wait to be buried alongside my Wu Dang disciples!"

Zhang Sanfeng's domineering aura overflowed as he spoke thus.

He had come this time not only to avenge the blood feud of Wu Dangpai, but even more to establish the might of the Qinglong Society.

Back then, amid the chaos within the Great Ming Realm, the Qinglong Society itself had not suffered great losses, but its peripheral forces had suffered enormously.

So much so that afterwards, no one dared to go up Mount Wudang to become a disciple and learn martial arts.

This dealt no small blow to the prestige of Wu Dangpai, and even of the Qinglong Society.

"Amitabha! Zhang Zhenren, you have already slain the chief culprit Long Xiang Seng, and have also killed so many of our Great Yuan's central figures,

yet you still demand that our Great Yuan give some explanation?"

Just as Tie Muzhen did not know how to explain, a Buddhist invocation rang out.

The next moment, below the dais, the figure of Living Buddha Lianhua slowly appeared.

"Long Xiang Seng was merely the executor; the true decision-makers were you Great Yuan's Lai Junchen — do not even think of denying this!"

Zhang Sanfeng spoke bluntly, and immediately raised his conditions,

"The last blood feud of Wu Dangpai truly caused this old Daoist heartache beyond words.

If Great Yuan wishes to cease hostilities, it must strip away its imperial title itself, and from then on submit to the command of my Qinglong Society!"

Once the conditions were spoken, it was truly earth-shattering!

Zhang Sanfeng actually wished to use this opportunity to directly make Great Yuan strip its imperial title and become a vassal of the Qinglong Society!