"The martial arts world of the Central Plains is still so boring." As he spoke, the person inside the sedan chair lifted the curtain and stepped out. He was dressed in a blue robe, around fifty years old, with snow-white hair and a compassionate face. He looked at the crowd on the ground with a kind expression and said peacefully, "I thought the competition would be decided in one day, but who knew that your one match would take up five days of my time. You young people are all very playful. If you continue to compete for another ten days or half a month, even if I, an old man, have plenty of free time, I cannot keep up with your time-consuming behavior. Why don't we just invite everyone to visit the Treasure Toad Palace together?"
The faces of the people on the ground were contorted. The older sect leaders were quite astonished. The leader of Wudang asked in surprise, "Are you Leng Yun, the old master of Yujian Manor?"
The old man nodded slowly and said, "That's right, I was indeed the master of Yujian Manor in the past. However, now I am the master of Baochan Palace."
The Bird Extermination Master was naturally stubborn and didn't bother with pleasantries. She immediately shouted, "Old Master Leng, why did you drug us?"
“The antidote can be served immediately, but,” Leng Yun smiled kindly and gestured, and a Miao man in black immediately stepped forward with a medicine box in his hands, “I see that you all fight for this nominal position of martial arts alliance leader every year, which is quite tiring. Why don’t I, the palace master, do it for you? In this way, the martial arts world will be more united and all sects will be unified. What’s wrong with that?”
Everyone was furious. The hot-tempered Abbess of Exterminating Birds immediately spat and said angrily, "Master Leng, it's not good to dream during the day."
Leng Yun wasn't annoyed. She rolled up her sleeves, put on gloves, took out a small box from her body, and carefully pushed the lid open using her long pinky fingernail.
"Croak, croak, croak," a fiery red toad jumped out of the box. It had emerald green eyes and sharp teeth. As soon as it came out, it twitched its nostrils, bared its teeth, and rolled its eyes back and forth, looking very eerie.
"My little darling Azhu, don't you love eating the blood of masters the most?" Leng Yun said with a kind smile, his expression as if he were talking to his most beloved child. "There are many such people here today. Let's eat our fill together, shall we?"
The toad called Azhu indeed let out a happy croak, its emerald green eyes bulging out and turning. Wherever its eyes swept, those whose eyes were swept would feel a chill in their hearts.
"Which one should we start with?" He held up the fiery red toad, his eyes sweeping over the Bird Extermination Master, and grinned, saying, "How about we start with you?"
The bird-exterminator's face turned pale instantly, but she stiffened her neck and said defiantly, "If you have a problem, come at me. If I even blink, I'm no hero."
“You were never a hero. If anyone should be called a hero, it should be this old monk.” Master Wu Niao struggled to stand in front of Abbess Mie Niao and said, “I have owed you for so many years, and it is time to repay you.”
"Get out of here," the Bird Exterminator said angrily, her face full of disapproval. "I won't accept your favor. Leng Yun, come here."
Master Wu Niao stopped talking, crawled over, barely managed to shield the exterminator behind him, and looked at Leng Yun with a determined expression.
Master Extermination of Birds, who had initially harbored fantasies of sacrificing herself heroically and struck a very righteous pose, immediately lost her composure when Master Extermination of Birds blocked her way. Unable to hold back any longer, she sobbed and angrily said, "When you were young, you were competitive. Your swordsmanship was always one point better than mine, your ranking in the martial arts world was always one place higher than mine, and you even had an affair before me. Now that you're waiting to die, you're rushing to die too. I hate you."
Master Wu Niao was speechless, filled with shame, and bowed his head low, muttering, "I have sinned, I have sinned, Amitabha."
Leng Yun laughed and said, "Since you are both so willing, why don't I, the palace mistress, take pity on you and send you on your way together?"
The fire toad in his hand, with its green eyes darting around, seemed quite impatient.
"A-Zhu, go ahead."
Leng Yun gently patted the toad's head through her gloves, then slowly reached out towards the direction of the bird-exterminating nun and the birdless master, saying, "Go."
The toad, having received its command, grew even more delighted, shooting off like an arrow in a flash of red light. The Bird-Slaying Master could no longer resist; she closed her eyes tightly, clasping her hand tightly with the Bird-Slaying Master's, her heart at peace, awaiting the final moment. Suddenly…
"middle!"
A fist-sized rock flew in an arc, bounced on Master Birdless's head, then bounced off and smashed straight at the Fire Toad.
It was like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse; the force didn't diminish, and it hit the fire toad directly. The poor toad was stunned and rolled off Master Wu Niao's clothes, leaving a gray-black stain wherever its bodily fluids touched it.
"Master Leng?"
The newcomer wore an orange-red dress, with a matching strip of fabric tied into a bun that hung loosely down, and stray hairs falling unconsciously around her ears.
Her eyes were big and smiling, her lips were pale pink, and because she was laughing happily, her nose wrinkled up, which was very cute. Surprisingly, she was a single man named Fifty.
"Ah, you must be Master Leng?" She skipped over, picked up a Dangshan pear from the roadside, and began to eat it with relish, her eyes darting around as she did so. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of the Bird Exterminator and the Birdless Master.
"You're Wushilang?" Leng Yun smiled instead of being angry, as if he already knew. His eyes and brows were full of kindness, like an elder seeing a beloved junior with great joy. He watched Wushilang nibble on the pear, his eyes filled with confidence.
"Nice to meet you," Igarashi said with a smile, extending his hands in a rather awkward gesture of greeting. Seeing the stunned fire toad at his feet, he immediately jumped in fright, his body tensing more than a foot high.
"Old Master Leng, how could you keep such a pet?" Wu Shilang complained. "Its demeanor is so sleazy, it doesn't match your heroic and vigorous spirit at all."
Leng Yun's lips twitched. Seeing that she was still full of energy after eating a big pear, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
"And the color is so strange." Isoro squatted down, took off his shoes, and poked the fire toad with the tip of his shoe, saying happily, "Its belly is actually red."
Leng Yun's temple twitched, and he waved his hand tremblingly. Immediately, some followers stepped forward: "Catch the treasure toad and put it back in the jade box."
Isoro was delighted and said, "No need to be so polite, Isoro will catch it for you. When I was a child, Isoro often caught frogs and toads. I really know a lot about these animals."
As she spoke, she actually lifted one of the fire toad's legs with her bare hand.
Leng Yun's face changed drastically. He stared intently at Wu Shilang's hand, which was hidden under his sleeve and unconsciously clenched into a fist.
“Young benefactor, no!” Master Wu Niao shouted, gathering his last breath, “This toad is highly poisonous.”
Poisonous? Isoro was shocked. She quickly and forcefully flung the toad in her hand onto a large rock at her feet. As the fire toad landed, she reflexively stomped on it.
The fire toad died on the spot.
No matter how fast Leng Yun reached out, he couldn't outrun Wu Shilang's powerful, reversed thinking. The world is vast, and things are similar, but there's only one fire toad. He had initially been confident and dismissive of Wu Shilang because she was intoxicated. However, despite all his calculations, he never expected this sudden move.
In an instant, the old Palace Master Leng Yun's mind went blank, and he completely collapsed...
The fire toad was trampled to death, and the person who was supposed to be caught wasn't among them. Ironically, among those who weren't supposed to be caught was the highly intelligent Gyuro.
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The old palace master's heart immediately turned cold, and he waved his hand listlessly, saying, "Take them all back to Baochan Palace and deal with them later."
He was utterly demoralized; all the confident fantasies he had harbored on the way here had been completely shattered by Isoro's kick.
"You brat, take her with you too. I'll show you what happens when you offend Baochan Palace." Enraged, the old palace master Lengyun could no longer play the role of a kind elder and stormed off.
Wu Shilang looked completely innocent and asked curiously, "How about I give you my pet Xiao Qing?" As she spoke, she actually pulled a bright green lizard from a pocket tied to the hem of her skirt, waved it around, and comforted Leng Yun, "Look, isn't Xiao Qing just as beautiful as your pet, with sharp teeth and round eyes..."
"Ah... I'm going to torture you to death!" The old palace master roared like a lion, and with a palm strike, Xiao Qing fell to the ground, gloriously becoming a lump of emerald green flesh.
Isoro immediately shut up, his eyes darting around.
Leng Yun was furious and took a long time to calm herself down before saying, "I won't kill you. I still want to use you to lure my good-for-nothing son away."
Isoro was overjoyed and almost rushed over to shake his hand, saying happily, "Do you also believe that Leng Wushuang is not dead? I've always thought so..."
She chattered on, filled with the joy of finding a kindred spirit, as she followed the old palace master Leng onto the sedan chair. She then found a seat for herself and continued, "So, you really are my confidante!"
The old palace master completely broke down, swiftly striking Wu Shilang and turning him into a wooden puppet. He lamented, "I've roamed the martial world for decades, and I never knew that a nobody with no martial arts skills could drive me to such a state!"
Upon hearing this, Isoro could only roll his eyes in pity, not at all believing that the shrimp he was talking about was himself.
The old palace master was furious and roared, "Once I lure out that brat Wushuang, I will poison you a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times, making you wish you were dead and suffer terribly."
Isoro continued to look at him with pity...
Finally, the old palace master could no longer bear it. He reached out and pressed her pressure point to put her to sleep, and said angrily, "Why do I get so angry just from seeing you roll your eyes?"
He gathered his breath and circulated his qi for a full half hour before he managed to suppress the anger in his chest.
With trembling fingers, he pulled back and forth repeatedly, finally hardening his heart, and pressed the pressure point on Goruro, feigning composure as he said, "I have something to ask you."
Isoro stretched with a smile and nodded, saying, "Go ahead and ask."
"Why aren't you afraid of the extremely poisonous toad elixir of our sect?" He had been troubled by this for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.
"You mean that fire toad?" Isoro scratched his head, looking very confused. "I don't know either, maybe it's because I'm more poisonous than it."
Hearing her say that, Leng Yun became even more certain that she had taken some kind of miraculous medicine, and said, "Indeed, I need a medicine person, and you are truly an excellent candidate."
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Wu Shilang was quite surprised. Pointing to the tip of her nose, she said modestly, "Not at all, it's good that you can use it." Her kind attitude made the old palace master, who was originally planning to severely provoke her, even more frustrated.
She thought for a moment, then considerately added, "I'd be happy to make up for your loss of your pet."
Her words caused the anger that the old palace master Lengyun had just suppressed to rise up again. He lifted the sedan curtain and shouted, "Pull her down! From now on, I don't want to see this girl again!"
Wu Shilang nodded with a smile, grabbed his clothes, and easily jumped down. The group of martial arts figures walking listlessly behind the carriage all worshipped Wu Shilang with eyes full of admiration.
After a long silence, the Bird-Exterminating Nun, who was walking at the front and supporting Master Birdless, said solemnly, "Young benefactor, we just discussed this as we walked!"
"Huh?" Isoro kindly went over to help her; she looked extremely weak.
“We all agree that the young benefactor is both intelligent and brave, with amazing skills in using hidden weapons, and is a person of great wisdom!” She gasped for breath, trembling.
Isoro asked curiously, "And then...?"
Then, will it be described with adjectives like "as beautiful as a flower" or "as beautiful as the moon"?
"Of course not," Master Extermination of Birds gasped for breath, unable to utter a word. Master Without Birds stepped in, his tone a hundred times more serious, saying, "Therefore, we have decided to recommend you as this year's leader of the martial arts alliance!"
Isoro was so shocked that his mouth gaped open and he couldn't close it for a long time.
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"I am unworthy of this position," Isoro said with a dry laugh. (Typed by Juyuan Fenghua Xueyue)
"No," they all said in unison, their eyes resolute, "it has to be you!"
Ishiro silently turned around and saw the purple figure following far behind the group. He sighed helplessly, feeling extremely guilty, and muttered, "Young Master Luo, what should I do? I don't think I can keep a low profile anymore."
"Young benefactor!" the Bird Exterminator cried out in anguish, clutching his chest and coughing repeatedly, "Please grant the wish of a dying man!"
Goruro frowned, not wanting to expose her feigning death, and said resentfully, "Fine, I agree."
The title of "Martial Arts Alliance Leader" was incredibly prestigious, and Wu Shilang simply couldn't resist its allure.
At first, everyone walked, but later they couldn't walk anymore, so they were all put in a big cage and dragged around in the open.
"Dude, the sole of your shoe fell off."
Of all the people on the train, only Ichiro could find joy in hardship and eat a large bowl of food at every meal.
The cult member walking in front of the car stumbled and almost fell, turning back to glare angrily at Igarashi. Igarashi immediately looked up at the sky, feigning innocence.
"Brother, take care! Your palace master is calling you from his sedan chair." Wu Shilang shouted again, and all the heroes in the carriage looked at her with worshipful eyes.
The leader's energy is as good as ever.
"Shut up!" The cult member was furious. He pointed his finger as if to poison her, but then he remembered that even such a poisonous animal as the toad couldn't harm her in the slightest. He immediately lost his temper, turned his head away, and ignored her.
Wu Shilang leaned against the iron railing, and after a short while, he shouted again, "Brother, it's true! Look, your cult leader is calling you from behind the curtain!"
That particular follower was a minor figure, so his temper was worse than that of the average follower.
Hearing Goro's incoherent shouts, Goro simply lowered his head and stomped his feet hard, leaving a deep footprint with each step.
"Believe me, you've been summoned, brother," Isoro persisted, continuing to shout.
The follower completely covered his ears with his clothes and walked forward with difficulty, his head bowed.
A pebble flew through the air, knocking the cultist who had plugged his ears away. He struggled to lift his head, half-lying on the muddy ground, a trickle of blood slowly seeping from the corner of his mouth.