Xiao Zhao had unusually fair skin, a nose that was higher than that of ordinary women, and eyes that faintly held the blue of the sea.
It possesses exotic charm while also retaining the beauty of Han Chinese women.
Although she is still a bit young, she already possesses a beauty that could topple kingdoms!
Many people were stunned by her stunningly beautiful face, their breathing becoming rapid.
"Wow! I didn't expect you to be so good at hiding it, Xiao Zhao!"
Yang Buhui was astonished; the little maid who had served her for years was actually such a stunningly beautiful young woman.
Stared at by so many people, Xiao Zhao lowered her head shyly.
Abbess Miejue said, "Since you are Yang Buhui's maid, then you will serve as her husband's concubine."
Princess Yunluo couldn't help but ask, "Sister Miejue, aren't you afraid that the many maids you've found for your husband will steal his favor?"
"They don't even deserve it?"
Abbess Miejue scoffed.
Yang Buhui and Xiao Zhao's faces, which were initially filled with shame and indignation, instantly turned into resentment. They were young and beautiful, so why weren't they worthy? The old nun was far too confident!
"Alright, let's not argue over such a small matter."
Murong Fu waved his hand, then grabbed Xiao Zhao's chain and squeezed it hard.
It's like crushing a lump of flour, turning chains into powder.
Others, unaware of the details, didn't think anything of it.
However, several high-ranking members of the Ming Cult knew that the chains were forged from extraterrestrial black iron, making them exceptionally sturdy, and ordinary weapons could hardly even leave a mark on them.
Murong Fu actually crushed it with his bare hands!
Murong Fu glanced at the righteous group and said calmly, "What are you all standing there for? Aren't you going down the mountain? Do you want me to escort you?"
The voice was calm, but to them it was like a bolt from the blue, making them dizzy and disoriented.
"Such terrifying sonic power is unprecedented and unheard of; it is truly terrifying!"
Everyone was horrified and could only help each other down the mountain.
soon.
Only the Ming Cult leaders, Wudang disciples, and Murong Fu remained in the main hall of Bright Peak.
The White-browed Eagle King asked in a deep voice, "Young Master Murong, what do you intend to do with us?"
Zhang Cuishan hesitated to speak, but Song Qingshu pressed his shoulder down and slowly shook his head: "Fifth Uncle, let's wait and see."
"Qing Shu is right, let's see first."
Others echoed this.
The Ming Cult's leadership was on edge; the Ming Cult's survival depended on a single word from Murong Fu.
Murong Fu looked at Zhang Wuji.
Everyone turned to look over, and considering that Zhang Wuji was Murong Fu's disciple, did he want Zhang Wuji to take over the Ming Cult?
Murong Fu said, "Wuji, you must have learned some of the Ming Cult's secret techniques in the Ming Cult's secret passage, right?"
Zhang Wuji was startled, then feigned ignorance, scratching his head and saying, "No...no, I..."
Murong Fu interrupted, "I have some knowledge of divination, yet you conceal this from your master. Such filial impiety deserves punishment!"
The words fell.
Murong Fu slapped Zhang Wuji on the head.
"ah!"
Zhang Wuji was stunned and sat down on the ground with a thud, his head buzzing.
"Wuji!"
Zhang Cuishan became nervous and quickly helped Zhang Wuji up.
Murong Fu glanced sideways and said, "Don't worry, I didn't use any force. I just gave him a little lesson."
Zhang Wuji was furious. This wasn't even using his full strength? He had almost been beaten into an idiot, his mind a complete mess.
A look of satisfaction flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes, and he seized the opportunity to lecture him: "Junior Brother Wuji! How could you hide the truth from your master when he asked you? Such disloyalty and unfilial piety! What about Fifth Uncle? What about the Wudang Sect? You are disgracing the Wudang Sect!"
Zhang Wuji's face was contorted with rage; he really wanted to beat Song Qingshu up. This third-generation senior brother was just too annoying!
Xiao Zhao said, "Everyone has misunderstood. I came out of the secret passage with Young Master Zhang. Young Master Zhang did not obtain any of the Ming Cult's secret techniques."
"Yeah?"
Murong Fu smiled and pulled Xiao Zhao into his arms.
Ah~
Xiao Zhao exclaimed in surprise.
Then, a large hand reached into Xiao Zhao's arms.
"Master, you!"
Zhang Wuji was stunned and angrily attacked. He and Xiao Zhao had developed feelings for each other in the secret passage, so he was furious to see such a situation.
But when he struck with his palm, it was as if he had hit a swamp and sank in.
Murong Fu took a sheepskin scroll from Xiao Zhao's arms, smiled coldly, and looked down at Zhang Wuji.
Seeing this, Zhang Cuishan reacted swiftly, slapping Zhang Wuji across the face and angrily shouting, "You unfilial son! How dare you lay a hand on your master! This is outrageous!"
The slap was loud.
Zhang Wuji's right cheek quickly became swollen.
Zhang Cuishan quickly clasped his hands and said, "Young Master Murong, Wuji acted on impulse and had no malicious intent whatsoever."
Zhang Cuishan winked at the Wudang disciples, hoping they would speak on his behalf.
"Murong..."
"Alright, there's no need for that. Wuji is still young. If he makes a mistake, we'll just teach him a lesson. I won't make things difficult for him."
Before they could speak, Murong Fu interrupted them.
Then, he reached out and placed his hand on Zhang Wuji's head.
Riding the wind!
"ah!!!"
Zhang Wuji screamed in agony, only able to watch helplessly as his inner strength was drained away.
His martial arts cultivation at the peak of the Grandmaster level is also rapidly declining.
Murong Fu said calmly, "Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Skill was taught to him by me. Today I will take back his Nine Yang Inner Force, and he is not allowed to practice the Nine Yang Divine Skill again in the future. Otherwise, I will confiscate it every time I find out."
The Wudang disciples were utterly astonished. Murong Fu could actually absorb people's internal energy! He had even absorbed Zhang Wuji's internal energy! How was this any different from crippling Zhang Wuji?
Murong Fu continued, "Zhang Wuji, I will not hold your act of murdering your master against you, but from this day forward, our master-disciple relationship is severed. I am no longer your master. You'd better take care of yourself!"
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