After losing a weapons contest, what happens when you buy food?

Abbess Miejue was stunned!

Li Huan pointed to the electric tricycle and said loudly.

"In my tricycle, there are four dishes and a soup, as well as steamed buns and fine wine!"

"The food is served in a box, so it's called a boxed lunch!"

"Each boxed meal costs fifty taels of silver, and includes unlimited steamed buns and fine wine!"

"Old nun, if you lose, you have to buy two hundred boxed meals!"

"The Emei Sect is a large and powerful organization; surely they can come up with ten thousand taels of silver?"

Upon hearing this, Abbess Miejue became even more furious, her face turning red.

"You brat! I don't care what kind of food you sell or how much silver you make! In short, the Heaven-Slaying Sword will never lose to the Butcher's Knife!"

"Hahaha..." Li Huan laughed, raising an eyebrow, "Old nun, you're so confident, why don't you agree to my conditions?"

"Insolence!" Ding Minjun shrieked. "You nobody! What right do you have to negotiate with Master!"

Li Huan said, "You are all from reputable sects. If you refuse to negotiate and only want to resort to violence, wouldn't you become a tyrannical demonic sect?"

Ding Minjun was speechless after being confronted.

"Young brother!" Yang Xiao shouted to Li Huan, "Don't waste your breath on Abbess Miejue! She's just bluffing; she doesn't dare to compete with you in weapons anymore, and she certainly doesn't dare to agree to your conditions!"

Yang Xiao, being clever, seized the opportunity to use a "provocation tactic" to persuade Abbess Miejue to agree.

The Ming Cult suffered heavy casualties, which bought them more time to heal their wounds.

"Very well!" said Abbess Miejue. "If my Heaven-Slaying Sword loses to your Butcher's Knife, the Emei Sect will buy two hundred boxed lunches!"

Li Huan hurriedly asked, "Old nun, have you brought enough silver notes?"

By the late Yuan Dynasty, silver notes were already widely used.

"You scoundrel!" a middle-aged nun shouted gruffly.

She was tall and imposing, with a rather masculine air.

Clearly, this nun is Abbess Jingxuan, the eldest disciple of the Emei Sect, and the first among the Jing generation.

Master Jingxuan glared at Li Huan: "The Emei Sect is quite wealthy, how could they not have ten thousand taels of silver?"

As she spoke, Abbess Jingxuan took out a stack of silver notes from her sleeve and waved them at Li Huan.

"Wow!" Li Huan exclaimed, feigning envy, "Such thick stacks of silver notes, at least 100,000 taels!"

"Wow, the Emei Sect is not only wealthy, but its disciples are also young and beautiful. I'm so tempted to join..."

"Shut up!" Abbess Miejue snapped. "If the Heaven-Slaying Sword loses to the Butcher's Knife, I'll immediately buy two hundred boxed lunches!"

"If your butcher's knife loses to the Heaven-Slaying Sword, all the boxed lunches in the tricycle will be given to the Emei Sect for free! And you must kneel down in public and kowtow to me a thousand times!"

"You brat, do you dare grant me my request?"

Abbess Miejue stared directly at Li Huan, turning the tables on him.

Li Huan was more than happy to agree and quickly accepted.

"No problem! It's settled then!"

Li Huan patted Master Kongzhi on the shoulder: "Old monk, you have a kind face and a righteous air about you. You must be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, right?"

Master Kongzhi said, “Amitabha, my Dharma name is Kongzhi, and my senior brother Kongwen is the abbot of Shaolin.”

Li Huan said, "Master Kongzhi, please be my witness! If Abbess Miejue's Heaven-Slaying Sword is defeated by my Butcher's Knife, she shall buy two hundred boxed lunches!"

"If my butcher's knife is defeated by the Heaven-Slaying Sword, I will donate the entire truckload of delicious boxed lunches to the Emei Sect free of charge!"

“Excellent, excellent!” Master Kongzhi said. “Since the two of you have agreed to the contest, this old monk and the leaders of each sect can serve as witnesses!”

Master Kongzhi holds a prominent position in the martial arts world, yet he demonstrates humility.

Abbess Miejue raised her Heaven-Slaying Sword: "You brat! Bring it on!"

Li Huan gripped the "Mysterious Iron Pig-Slaughtering Knife" tightly and walked to the electric tricycle.

"As the saying goes, a good man doesn't fight with a woman! How can I make the first move? Bring it on!"

Abbess Miejue's eyes flashed with a fierce light. She suddenly gathered her inner strength, causing her robes to bulge.

White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng suddenly stood up: "Little brother! Be careful!"

Li Huan jumped back onto the electric tricycle, sat on the side handrail, and said with a smile, "Old nun, don't strain your qi. The harder you chop, the more badly you'll get hurt!"

How could Abbess Miejue tolerate Li Huan's contempt?

She roared and, with all her might, charged towards Li Huan, slashing fiercely with her sword!

Bang!

A deafening roar, followed by dazzling sparks!

Whoosh! Abbess Miejue flew more than twenty meters away, headfirst into a snowdrift, the snow covering her rear end, her legs kicking wildly.

The scene erupted in uproar; everyone was astonished.

"Master! Master!"

The disciples of the Emei Sect hurriedly shouted, and Abbess Jingxuan and Ding Minjun rushed towards Abbess Miejue.

At that moment, Li Huan deliberately lay down in the carriage, pretending to faint.

Master Jingxuan grabbed Master Miejue's left leg, and Ding Minjun grabbed Master Miejue's right leg. Together, they pulled Master Miejue out of the snowdrift.

The Abbess Miejue's hat had fallen off, revealing her bald head. Her eyebrows and face were covered in snow, and blood was flowing from her mouth and nose.

"Master!" Ding Minjun cried at the top of her lungs, "Master! You can't die, you can't die!"

The disciples of the Emei Sect gathered around, shouting excitedly.

Abbess Miejue slowly opened her eyes, coughed violently a few times, and spat out a clump of gray slush.

"Master is not dead! Master is not dead!"

The disciples of the Emei Sect cheered with joy.

Ding Minjun wiped the snow off Abbess Miejue's face with her sleeve and asked with concern, "Master, are you alright...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Abbess Miejue coughed a few more times and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master has suffered internal injuries!" Zhou Zhiruo exclaimed in surprise.

Abbess Miejue raised her hand to cover her chest, panting heavily, and said, "I...I'm fine...Where's the Heaven-Reliant Sword...?"

Zhou Zhiruo looked down and searched, but could not find the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Then she ran to the electric tricycle and continued her search.

Li Huan sat up, leaned on the handrail of the carriage, and pretended to cough violently a few times.

"This pretty junior sister, what...what are you looking for..."

Zhou Zhiruo's face flushed slightly: "I'm looking for the Heaven Sword."

As she spoke, Zhou Zhiruo approached Li Huan and peered into the carriage.

Li Huan moved back a little, reached out and picked up the "Mysterious Iron Pig-Slaughtering Knife", and said with a smile, "Look, there's only a pig-slaughtering knife in the carriage, not the Heaven-Reliant Sword."

Zhou Zhiruo didn't believe it, so she craned her neck and looked closely.

Sure enough, the Heaven-Slaying Sword was not in the carriage.

Just now, the swords clashed violently, and sparks flew everywhere. No one saw clearly whether the Heaven-Slaying Sword flew out.

Li Huan pointed to the snowdrift: "The old nun took the Heaven-Slaying Sword and plunged it into the snow. The sword must be stuck in there!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly realized the truth.

"Senior Sister! The Heaven-Slaying Sword is hidden in the snowdrift!"

Ding Minjun and her many disciples quickly rummaged through the snowdrifts, searching diligently.

To everyone's surprise, even after thoroughly digging through the snowdrifts and excavating half a foot into the mud, the Heaven-Slaying Sword was still nowhere to be found!

"Master..." Zhou Zhiruo asked cautiously, "When you landed here, did you have a sword in your hand?"

Abbess Miejue leaned against Abbess Jingxuan's chest, her face deathly pale and her head spinning. She couldn't remember where she had lost the Heaven-Slaying Sword...