The world of martial arts is not all about fighting and killing, it's also about eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

The reason why the "Armor Demon" or the "Gold Thief" aroused hostility from various factions was that the theft of martial arts secrets was only one of the reasons. Another important reason was that the gold was stolen.

Those are the lifeblood of all the major sects.

Without gold, how would they feed their disciples? How would they maintain the operation of their sects? Some small sects that were already poor were fine, but those famous sects had accumulated countless treasures over the years and had a solid foundation. Now that their gold had been swept away, only some silver and jewelry were left. Only one tenth of their wealth remained. How could they not be furious!

Therefore, under Cheng Kun's secret instigation, the six major sects attacked Guangmingding without hesitation.

Ever since the disappearance of the previous leader Yang Dingtian, the top leaders of the Ming Cult have been divided in a scramble for power. They had little savings to begin with, and were furious when they were robbed.

Seeing the six major sects coming to attack, even though he guessed that he might be being plotted against, he still wanted to fight.

Both sides were angry.

But they all retained some rationality.

People in the underworld must abide by the rules of the underworld.

Even before a life-and-death feud, the truth must be made clear first.

If you occupy the moral high ground, others will call you a hero even if you lose the fight! If you are not right, even if you win, you will be condemned by everyone and you will not be able to survive in the martial arts world.

The six major sects claim to be famous, so it should be so.

The Ming Cult has a bad reputation, but its ambitions are huge, and it is impossible for it to bear this bad reputation for nothing.

The two sides confronted each other like two armies, accusing and cursing each other.

According to underworld conventions, it is usually difficult to tell right from wrong.

Then they would set rules amidst the shouting and cursing, and either rush into a fight or fight in pairs to see who would be the winner.

People in the underworld, and things in the underworld, will ultimately have to be decided in person!

Unless one side has an overwhelming advantage and is confident that it can annihilate the other side before the news is exposed, it is rare for a fight to start without explaining the reason clearly.

After all, they are people of the underworld, not those ruffians.

Although Zhou Zhiruo was young, she had heard her senior sisters talk about the rules and regulations here on the way here.

After listening to a few sentences and finding it really boring, she quietly slipped away, and according to the point she had planned before, she robbed a batch of gold and sold it to the tavern, thus making up for her two thousand years of Taoism practice.

She thought nothing would happen in such a short period of time, but she didn't expect that just after she came back and before she even reached the Emei Sect's team, she saw a monk step forward and attack the Ming Cult members.

Whether it's her physique that's ninety times stronger than an ordinary person's, or her two thousand years of cultivation, her eyesight is far superior to that of ordinary people.

The monk's robes were clearly the attire of an ordinary Shaolin monk, but his attacks were extremely fierce, with a layer of cold internal energy condensed on his fingers.

Phantom Yin Finger! Zhou Zhiruo recognized it at the first sight.

"Cheng Kun!" she shouted.

The monk seemed startled and his movements were a little slow, so Yang Xiao easily avoided his sneak attack.

Xian Yutong, who was about to take advantage of the situation, stopped silently.

Like everyone else, he looked in the direction of the sound.

Zhou Zhiruo's voice was so loud that it drowned out the speeches of the other masters, thus attracting everyone's attention.

Even Yang Xiao, who had avoided the sneak attack, looked over in surprise and suspicion.

When the two sides were confronting each other, those who were shouting and cursing used their internal energy to make their words more powerful.

Zhou Zhiruo's voice drowned out their voices, and many people thought that a martial arts master had arrived.

When they saw clearly that the person who spoke was a little girl standing alone dozens of meters away, everyone was surprised, and many people thought they had misheard.

"Little girl, don't interrupt when adults are talking!" Yin Tianzheng scolded.

Nun Miejue was also somewhat dissatisfied, and said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Zhiruo, why don't you come over!"

She brought this little apprentice here to see the world, but she didn't want him to shout and attract the attention of some big shots.

What if a fight breaks out and those people in the Demon Sect don't follow the moral code of martial arts and attack her little apprentice? She values ​​Zhou Zhiruo's talent very much and intends to train her as an heir, but she doesn't want her to die halfway.

Zhang Wuji, who was standing behind Zhang Sanfeng, also looked over quietly.

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo, there was some worry on his face.

He naturally remembered the other person.

He will always remember the kindness of feeding her that year, and she is so beautiful.

But when they met this time, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have forgotten him long ago.

Even if he specifically looked for an opportunity to say hello to her, she just said hello in a lukewarm manner, and looked at him as if she were looking at those passers-by.

The gentle girl of the past seemed to have higher vision and more proud.

At this moment, he was worried that Zhou Zhiruo's rash words would cause dissatisfaction among others.

When he turned and saw the White-browed Eagle King who was speaking, his expression became bitter again.

He had already recognized that Yin Tian was his grandfather whom he had never met! This made him feel a bit like a nobody.

Zhou Zhiruo was about to speak when she suddenly saw Cheng Kun in the distance trying to launch another sneak attack.

"Cheng Kun, how dare you!" There was more anger in her voice.

This guy clearly wanted to muddy the waters and get both sides to fight.

These days, she has learned a lot about the "future" of her world from Xiaolongnu.

The world she lives in is the same as that of Xiaolongnu and others, just in a different time period.

Xiaolongnu and Huang Rong obviously came before her, while Dongfang Bubai and Lin Pingzhi came after her.

Some of the things were told by Dongfang Bubai and Lin Pingzhi, and many others were heard by Xiaolongnu from Su Luo.

She knew a lot of things, so she naturally knew that the dirty stuff between the Ming Cult and the six major sects was related to Cheng Kun.

She also understood that not all members of the famous and upright sects were righteous, and the Ming Cult was not the evil that everyone wanted to kill.

She even knew that her childhood friend Zhang Wuji would become the leader of the Ming Cult, live in seclusion with a Mongolian princess named Zhao Min, and hand over the Ming Cult to a beggar named Zhu Yuanzhang, allowing the latter to use this as an opportunity to establish the Ming Dynasty.

She also met another Zhu Chongba.

These thoughts flashed through Zhou Zhiruo's mind, and her eyes were cast towards Cheng Kun.

In an instant, Cheng Kun felt an invisible consciousness attacking his brain, making his whole body cold, his limbs stiff and unable to move.

Yang Xiao came to his senses and was about to fight back when he heard another voice.

"Don't do anything yet!"

He recognized the words from the little girl and didn't want to pay attention to them. However, as the voice fell into his ears, his body stopped uncontrollably.

"Zhiruo, what are you shouting about? Why don't you come back?" Seeing everyone looking at Zhou Zhiruo again, Master Miejue frowned and shouted loudly.

Zhou Zhiruo did not move, but turned to look at her master and smiled: "Master, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. Some things are better to talk about."

She was wearing a white dress and had her hands behind her back.

Even though her body has not fully grown yet and she is still small, at this moment she raised her head slightly, with an indescribable majesty on her face.

Even Master Miejue, who was always extremely strict with her disciples, shuddered inexplicably at this moment and shut her mouth.

Others felt an invisible pressure enveloping their entire bodies, making them feel extremely heavy.

This is the "momentum" brought by two thousand years of cultivation! Zhou Zhiruo walked forward slowly.

The people standing in front of her moved aside.

She walked calmly to the center of the crowd, pointed at the gray-robed monk who was standing there in a state of confusion, and said, "He is Cheng Kun!"

After she finished speaking, she calmed down, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But no one looked at Cheng Kun, instead they all looked at her with serious expressions.

All those present were prominent figures in the martial arts world.

They have seen a lot, but no one has ever experienced this feeling today.

He already had something to hide, and when Zhou Zhiruo passed by him earlier, the meaningful look she gave him made him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave and he almost couldn't breathe.

"You are not my disciple!" Master Miejue drew her sword, her eyes wide open with anger.

Not to mention the six major sects, even the people from the Ming Cult looked over with caution.

Zhou Zhiruo blinked blankly.

Why were their reactions different from what Sister Huang Rong said? "Shouldn't you first ask me how I recognized him as Cheng Kun?" Zhou Zhiruo pointed to the side, only to see Cheng Kun preparing to slip away.

"You dare to run!" She frowned and waved her hand.

A strong wind suddenly blew up, sweeping Cheng Kun backwards and causing him to fall in the center of the crowd.

The Ming Cult and the six major sects all retreated.

Everyone's expressions were tense, staring at her in fear.

"Who are you? Where is my disciple?" Nun Miejue drew out her sword and forced herself not to attack.

She has a strong temper and always fights over trivial matters.

If anyone else dared to kidnap her and pretend to be her disciple, she would risk her life to fight him.

But the man in front of her had strange methods and a terrifying aura, which made her mentality waver a little.

"Master, I am Zhiruo." Zhou Zhiruo said with a smile.

"You are the golden thief!" Shaolin Master Kongzhi suddenly shouted.

He was shocked and angry, and looked straight at Zhou Zhiruo.

A few days ago, the other party came to Shaolin wearing armor and stole all the gold that Shaolin had accumulated over the years.

What was most difficult for him to accept was that the other party only wanted gold when he showed up, but did not mention a word about Shaolin scriptures and martial arts secrets.

The martial arts secrets of the Mingjiao and Wudang sects have all been snatched away by this guy! Could it be that she looks down on Shaolin?

There was a monk with a hot temper who was indignant and said, "All the martial arts in the world come from Shaolin." Unexpectedly, the other party replied, "It's worthless." He was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

For the sake of face, he announced to the public that the other party had emptied the Sutra Library. In fact, the other party had not even looked at Shaolin Kung Fu!

This left a deep impression on him! He observed carefully that although the Golden Thief was wearing armor, he was petite and looked very much like the little girl in front of him.

Especially the back view, which was exactly the same! Master Kongzhi's words made everyone burst into an uproar.

"This figure...is really her!" Zhang Sanfeng recognized her.

He was first-rate in cultivating his character, but at the moment he was also somewhat angry.

"Armored Demon! How dare you show yourself!"

"Yes, that's her!"

"Give us back our gold!"

Everyone was talking at once, forcing Nun Miejue, who was about to speak, to quickly shut her mouth.

She suddenly felt guilty.

The rumored "Armored Demon" and "Golden Thief" were capable of all kinds of evil, having robbed the key martial arts and gold of all the major martial arts sects, but they had never laid a hand on the Emei Sect.

She once suspected that the other party looked down on the Emei Sect.

Because she was worried about being looked down upon, she even lied that Emei had been robbed.

Now it seems that there may really be something behind this.

Could she really be my little disciple?

Faced with everyone's accusations, Zhou Zhiruo felt embarrassed.

But when she thought of what Xiaolongnu and Huang Rong said, she felt at ease again.

"Yes, I am the Golden Thief!" she said with her head held high.

Wow! The crowd suddenly became as noisy as boiling water.

They guessed it was one thing, but they never expected the other party to admit it!

"You..." Master Kongzhi wanted to call out to the witch and order the heroes to attack her, but he saw Zhou Zhiruo flying in front of him! She slowly floated up into the air and stood ten meters high in the air.

When the breeze blows, her clothes flutter, and she looks like an immortal.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

This scene really shocked them.

This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do!

Zhou Zhiruo looked around at everyone with a hint of pride on her face.

Two thousand years of magic power is enough to keep her suspended in the air for a long time.

"I borrowed your martial arts because I wanted to see how crude and inferior the skills you learned are!" Zhou Zhiruo said lightly.

Master Kongzhi stared blankly.

He had never heard of any kind of martial arts that could make a person fly.

This is not practicing martial arts, but cultivating immortality!

"As for taking the gold, I just took out a little reward in advance." Zhou Zhiruo said again.

"Fairy...what advice do you have for me?" Xian Yutong reacted the fastest.

He raised his head with a humble smile on his face, and was almost kneeling on the ground.

Zhou Zhiruo's expression suddenly turned fierce: "How dare you, a treacherous, cunning and vicious villain like you, talk to me?"

Everyone looked at Xian Yutong.

In their eyes, Zhou Zhiruo is now no different from a fairy, and her words are much more credible.

Seeing that many people looked puzzled, Zhou Zhiruo pointed at Xian Yutong and said, "You once seduced a Miao girl and then abandoned her, causing her to plant the golden silkworm poison in you..."

"Later, you were rescued by Hu Qingniu. You fell in love with his sister Hu Qingyang and made her pregnant. However, you coveted wealth and married the daughter of the former leader of Huashan Sect. Hu Qingyang committed suicide out of shame and anger, leaving two lives..."

"And you killed your senior brother Bai Yuan and put the blame on the Ming Cult..."

"How do you know?" Xian Yutong blurted out in shock.

Others may not know that my senior brother was killed!

As soon as he said this, he realized that something was wrong.

The people in the Ming Cult glared at him angrily: "Well, well, well! You killed someone yourself, and you dare to frame us!"

He Taichong, the head of Kunlun Sect, pointed his sword at Xian Yutong and said angrily, "Shameless villain! How dare you, a traitor like you, appear in one of our six major sects!"

"How good can you be?" Zhou Zhiruo sneered, "You are henpecked and lustful, strong on the outside but weak on the inside, a hypocrite!"

He Taichong's wife Ban Shuxian was about to speak, but suddenly saw Zhou Zhiruo looking at her, so she shut up.

The others avoided her gaze, not daring to meet Zhou Zhiruo's gaze.

"However," Zhou Zhiruo changed the subject and said, "Among all the people present, the most hateful one is Cheng Kun!"

Cheng Kun, who was secretly looking around and trying to find a chance to slip away, trembled all over when he heard this, and had to continue lying down pretending to be dead.

Zhou Zhiruo did not keep the secret and told the story of how Cheng Kun had an affair with the wife of the cult leader Yang Dingtian, which led to Yang Dingtian going insane and dying.

"Yang Dingtian is really dead!" The masters of the six major sects were excited, secretly thinking that this person had a low character, but being able to do such a thing was indirectly helping them.

"It was you who killed our leader!" Everyone in the Ming Cult was furious and wished they could skin Cheng Kun alive.

After hearing Zhou Zhiruo's next words, everyone realized that most of the grievances between the Ming Cult and the six major sects were caused by Cheng Kun's instigation. Now everyone wanted to eat him alive.

"My life is over!" Cheng Kun's face was pale.

(End of this chapter)