Zhang Wuji went to the Ming Cult main hall alone.

Han Zhao smiled and walked in front of Zhou Zhiruo.

Madam, let me help you change your clothes.

Madam! Zhou Zhiruo was still very uncomfortable with this title.

She shook her head and said: No, I don't need anyone to serve me.

Having said that, Zhou Zhiruo did not stop Han Zhao when he reached out his hand.

While helping her tidy up her clothes, Han Zhao said: Madam, the young master has just told me that you are one of ours, and I trust him, so you don't have to be on guard against me.

Zhou Zhiruo gave her a cold look: You are Han Zhao, right?

Han Zhao looked at her in surprise, and then smiled wisely.

Madam, it seems that the young master has really kept no secrets from you.

He even dared to tell you my identity. So, he must have told you about me taking him to steal the Great Shift of the Universe.

Zhou Zhiruo nodded: Of course, he won’t hide anything from me.

…

Inside the Mingjiao Hall.

Zhang Wuji sat firmly on the stone bench in the center of the hall.

See the Master...

Dozens of people knelt on one knee at the same time.

This gave Zhang Wuji a great shock.

Brothers, please get up quickly. What are you doing? It's so early in the morning and why are you performing such a big ceremony?

Yang Xiao said: "Master, there is no need to be confused. This is just the rule of our Ming Cult. You will get used to it in a few days."

Zhang Wuji said in surprise: These rules are too strict, making me feel like an emperor. Brothers, please stand up quickly.

After everyone stood up, Wei Yixiao quickly spoke.

Leader, according to the news my subordinates just received, people from the six sects were ambushed on their way back to the mountain. Aside from a few experts who were captured, the rest of the disciples were all killed.

Zhang Wuji smiled slightly: This is barely good news. The people of the six sects are short-sighted and will never amount to anything. The people who intercepted and killed them should be from the Yuan court, right?

Wei Yixiao quickly replied: They were people from the Yuan court, but there were only five or six people who actually took action.

Among these five or six people, there was a man with a golden mask on his face. This man's cultivation was extremely high and it was very rare. Even when facing those people from the six sects who had practiced martial arts for many years, he could fight against a hundred people alone.

Golden mask?

Yang Xiao said: Isn’t this the great general who could defeat ten thousand enemies that Zhu Yuanzhang mentioned some time ago?

Master, how should we deal with this next?

In response to Yang Xiao's question, Zhang Wuji thought for a moment and then said.

Let's take care of ourselves first. Our Ming Cult has been badly damaged at this point. We should strengthen our vigilance at the foot of the mountain and send out more scouts to gather information.

As for those people from the six sects, let them die. They were already dead from the moment they decided to besiege Guangmingding.

Just die!

Zhang Wuji's words sounded nonchalant on the surface, but Yang Xiao, Yin Yewang, and other main elders of the Ming Cult were still quite surprised.

Especially Yin Yewang. When Zhang Wuji was saying these words, he had been looking at him and even blinked at him several times.

"Did he want me to say something?"

After thinking for a while, King Yin Ye said tentatively: Master, logically speaking, the garbage from the six sects really don't deserve to die.

But there is Wudang among them!

When Yin Yewang said these words, he glanced at Zhang Wuji, and Zhang Wuji smiled and nodded at him.

After receiving the hint, Yin Yewang continued: "Master, Zhang Cuishan of Wudang is yours after all..."

Zhang Wuji said: He is my biological father, everyone in the world knows it, please continue.

Yin Yewang immediately said: Zhang Cuishan is your father. Although he has passed away for many years, just because of this relationship, shouldn’t we take some care of Wudang’s affairs?

The several major disciples under Wudang Master Zhang are all your father's sworn brothers. It is reasonable for us to do something to prevent you from getting a reputation of being heartless and ungrateful in the future.

Zhang Wuji pretended to be embarrassed and said: This is not good. The six major sects besieged Guangmingding, and Wudang is among them.

If we go to rescue them, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to those brothers who died in the battle.

Yin Yewang said quickly: "Master, you are worrying too much. Almost all the Wudang people who participated in the siege of our Mingjiao have died. For us, it can be regarded as revenge. Now that we have avenged ourselves, it would not be considered as being too soft-hearted if we rescued your father's brothers."

What's more, doing so will also leave you with a good reputation.

The expression on Zhang Wuji's face was very strange: Yang Xiao also saw this strange expression.

This expression is obviously the kind that means wanting to laugh but not being able to.

"So that's how it is! Yang Xiao understood."

He quickly followed up King Yin Ye's words and said: Master, I also think we should do something. Since you have just ascended the throne of Master, you should be compassionate in some small matters.

Saving a few people and gaining a good reputation will be beneficial to the future development of our Ming Cult.

…

An hour later, everyone dispersed, and Zhang Wuji did not immediately express his attitude towards Wudang.

After saying, "Let me think about it," he sent everyone away.

Today, Zhang Wuji finally got a taste of what power feels like.

Dozens of people surrounded him, and he held a morning meeting just like the emperor.

Especially his good uncle. If he were in the court, he would definitely be a master of flattery. He didn't have to say a single word of what he wanted to say.

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