Zhang Cuishan nodded, stepped forward, clasped his hands in a salute, and asked, "May I ask what brings you all here so abruptly?"
The leader of the Ming Cult, Passerby A, grinned and said loudly, "Aren't you two looking for Bright Peak? Now, I'll personally invite you to Bright Peak. Come with us!"
The passerby said he was inviting someone, but he didn't show any of the proper attitude one would expect when inviting someone; he wasn't even a hint of feigned politeness.
In his view, there was no need to be polite to hotheads like Xiao Ning and Zhang Cuishan.
Zhang Cuishan was astonished: "You want us to go up to Bright Summit? Are you sure?"
The passerby waved his hand impatiently and said disdainfully, "Alright, enough nonsense. I don't have that much patience. Hurry up! Don't force me to take action!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Cuishan suddenly burst into laughter: "Interesting! Very interesting!"
"Snap!"
He thrust his longsword into the ground, stretched his limbs, and charged forward like a tiger into a flock of sheep, unleashing a flurry of blows on the dozen or so burly men, who were utterly powerless to retaliate.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
In an instant, a dozen burly men fell to the ground, groaning in pain. Each of them had bruises and swelling on their faces, so much so that even I wouldn't recognize them.
Although these people were foul-mouthed, they didn't show any murderous intent. Therefore, Zhang Cuishan held back when he made his move and didn't kill them, but only taught them a lesson.
After stretching his limbs, Zhang Cuishan picked up his longsword again, bowed slightly to Xiao Ning, and said, "The irrelevant people have been cleared away. Please, Uncle-Master!"
Xiao Ning, who had remained silent, nodded, his face expressionless, seemingly unconcerned about what had just happened. He took the lead and stepped over the group of burly men lying on the ground, with Zhang Cuishan following closely behind.
Inside the guest room, a group of burly men lay on the ground, crying and wailing.
"Master...Master Uncle?"
The lead passerby's mouth was agape, his face filled with disbelief.
This script is wrong!
How could this young man be my martial uncle?
Did I hear that right?
No, I have to go back and report to the sect leader.
These two must be extraordinary individuals.
...
Bright Summit, Sacred Flame Palace.
The crucial intelligence from the passerby was reported through multiple levels and finally reached Yang Xiao, the Left Guardian of the Ming Cult.
"The younger ones are called 'uncle-masters'? And the older ones are called 'nephew-masters'?"
Yang Xiao kept pondering this sentence in the intelligence report, when suddenly, a name flashed into his mind like a thunderbolt.
"Xiao Ning of Wudang? Then, the other one must be Zhang Cuishan..."
The more Yang Xiao thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. Only these two people matched the intelligence report. He remembered that some time ago, his subordinates had reported the news that Zhang Cuishan had left Wudang.
"Why has this person come to Kunlun Mountain...?"
"Should I go and pay him a visit...?"
For a moment, Yang Xiao hesitated and couldn't make up his mind.
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Chapter 42 The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth
Xiao Ning was unaware of what happened on Bright Peak, and even if he did, he wouldn't care. Let alone a dozen or so ordinary members of the Ming Cult, even if Yang Xiao himself came, he couldn't stop him.
After casually dealing with a swarm of annoying flies, Xiao Ning led Zhang Cuishan out of Shahedian Town and headed towards the forbidden entrance to the back mountain of Guangmingding.
"These are the remains of Yang Dingtian, the former leader of the Ming Cult?"
Zhang Cuishan was astonished to see the two skeletons in the stone chamber.
After entering the forbidden area from the entrance, Zhang Cuishan followed Xiao Ning through the secret passages, winding left and right, passing through countless stone chambers and taking countless forks in the road. Finally, they opened a stone door and entered the stone chamber, where two skeletons came into view.
This stone chamber is extremely large, with stalactites hanging from the ceiling, clearly a natural stone cave. In the middle of the chamber, two skeletons are nestled together, their clothes not yet completely decayed, and it can be seen that they are a man and a woman.
As Zhang Cuishan approached, he saw that the woman was holding a gleaming dagger in her right hand, which she had plunged into her chest.
"Indeed, these are the remains of Yang Dingtian and Madam Yang! Back then, Yang Dingtian happened to witness Cheng Kun and Madam Yang having an affair, and he died from a qi deviation. Madam Yang felt she had wronged him, so she committed suicide to uphold justice!"
Xiao Ning sighed softly and said, "Cuishan, go and see if there are any wills or secret manuals."
At the same time, he had a thought and connected with the system in his mind to start the sign-in process at the forbidden area of Bright Peak, the headquarters of the Ming Cult.
[Check-in successful! Currently on a consecutive check-in streak of 3764 days!]
[Congratulations, host! You have received a reward for signing in: 1 Yellow-grade Fragment]
[The prize has been sent to your system space. Please check it!]
"That's the third one. Soon I'll be able to synthesize a yellow-tier card..."
Xiao Ning's expression brightened slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
On the other side, Zhang Cuishan responded and walked to the man's skull, where he saw a sheepskin lying next to the man's skeletal hand.