Are you kidding me?
Looking at the boy in front of him, Xiong Ba couldn't help but laugh out loud in anger.
"You want me to keep an eye on Master Zhang of Wudang? And stop him from getting close to Jingshan?"
Why don't you just tell me to die?
To be honest, when Xiong Ba heard that he was going to face Zhang Sanfeng, he felt that this Lord Yang might not be awake yet.
If I could stop that Master Zhang, I wouldn't need to stay in Jiangnan. The world is vast, and apart from Tai'an City, I can roam freely anywhere. Why would I need to cooperate with you, Yang Zhi?
Moreover, he had only recently reached the realm of a terrestrial immortal, while Master Zhang had been invincible for sixty years.
His current level of martial arts skill is even more unfathomable.
Asking me to go and stop them is worse than just dying.
Without a second thought, Xiong Ba waved his hand at the boy and said, "Go back and report to Lord Yang that I, Xiong Ba, am not capable enough to take on this important task, and that Lord Yang should find someone more capable."
After saying this, Xiong Ba waved his hand behind him and said, "Jing Yun, see the guest out."
Bu Jingyun cupped his hands in greeting: "Yes, Master!"
"Hey, Chief Xiong, no rush, no rush."
“My husband already guessed you would say that. He asked me to bring you something. Take a look first, then we can talk about it.”
After saying that, the boy took out a small box from his pocket and handed it over.
Xiong Ba took the box, opened it, and his expression changed drastically. He immediately closed it again.
“Chief Xiong, my master said that you only need to take your men and follow Master Zhang from a distance, and you don’t need to directly confront him.”
"As long as he doesn't enter Jingshan, you don't need to do anything. If he gets close to Jingshan, you just need to report it, and my master will naturally arrange for someone to stop Master Zhang."
Upon hearing this, Xiong Ba hesitated. He had already cultivated his Three-Part Returning Origin Qi to its highest level. To break through to the next level, he would need rare and precious natural treasures to advance further.
The Qilin blood inside the box was exactly what he needed.
Seeing his expression, the boy continued, "And it only takes seven days. After seven days, you won't have to follow Master Zhang anymore. Chief Xiong, this is a golden opportunity, don't miss it!"
Xiong Ba hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, I'll take this on."
"However, I want to make it clear beforehand that I will only search for Master Zhang's whereabouts from afar, and I will not confront him directly."
"Chief Xiong, don't worry, my master won't make things difficult for anyone. As long as you can follow Master Zhang, that's fine."
When the boy saw that he had accepted the task, he cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Then, Chief Xiong, I'll go back and report to my master. Farewell."
He wasn't worried that Xiong Ba would run away with the Qilin blood.
My master has countless friends in the martial arts world. If Xiong Ba dares to take the goods and leave Jiangnan, he will face the pursuit of countless masters.
Facing Master Zhang might mean death, but offending one's own master would certainly mean certain death.
After he left, Xiong Ba held the box in his hand and sighed heavily.
Bu Jingyun stepped forward, looked at him, and said, "Master, are we really going to go and keep an eye on this Master Zhang?"
"Sigh, what can I do if I don't go? When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head."
"We've received so many benefits from Lord Yang, do you really think we don't need to give anything in return?"
Compared to a few years ago, Bu Jingyun has matured significantly and his thoughts have become more complex.
He also understood that there is no such thing as a free lunch. Yang Zhi had won over so many people in the martial arts world and given them so many benefits, so he must need to use them.
"Master, Lord Yang has so many martial arts masters under his command, why does he insist that we follow Master Zhang?"
"Because we are the World Society, unlike others who are weak and isolated, we are a gang, and others certainly won't watch us grow to a point where we can't be controlled."
Thinking of this, Xiong Ba said helplessly, "Don't be fooled by Yang Zhi's seemingly friendly demeanor. But if the power of our Tianxia Society becomes uncontrollable, the first person to attack us will be this Lord Yang."
"What pure land of martial arts? Wherever there are people, there is martial arts; wherever there is martial arts, there is conflict. Where is there a pure land of martial arts?"
“Our Lord Yang’s plans are definitely not simple.”
Upon hearing his words, Bu Jingyun asked, "Master, do you think he can succeed?"
Xiong Ba looked at Jing Shan and sighed, "What does it matter if we succeed or fail?"
"We can still jump around now because some people don't want to talk to us."
"Chen Jinnan, the leader of the Heaven and Earth Society, was doing very well in Fujian. Neither the imperial court nor the Confucian school could do anything about this successor of the Legalist school."
"Later, that person went to Fujian, and Chen Jinnan abandoned the foundation he had built over decades and disappeared without a trace."
"No matter how capable Lord Yang is, can he compare to Chen Jinnan?"
Bu Jingyun, whose expression was calm, slightly curled the corners of his mouth when he heard the name "Prince," but he quickly suppressed it.
The time he spent in Chengxi Village was the happiest period of his life while traveling the world.
There, all you need to do every day is help the disaster victims build houses, chop firewood, cook, and make fires, and you'll hear Li Chang'an tell some strange and wonderful stories.
Life was carefree, without so much deceit, intrigue, or conflict.
In the blink of an eye, a few years have passed, and Li Chang'an has become the regent of the Ming Dynasty, a powerful figure who can control everything.
I don't know if he'll remember me when we meet again.
"Sigh, never mind, let's not think about it too much. Go and call Nie Feng back. I'll think about how to handle this matter."
"Yes, Master!"
Bu Jingyun turned and left the hall. After he left, Xiong Ba opened the box and looked at the Qilin blood inside with a burning gaze.
"A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it will transform into a dragon once it encounters wind and clouds."
"Now that I have the Qilin blood in my hands, and Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng are also under my command, as long as I wait for the aura of the dragon transformation, this world will be mine to dominate."
"Hahaha, hahaha..."
"At that time, who can stop me, who can block me?"
Just as he was thinking about dominating the martial arts world, Nie Feng rushed in.
"Master, Master, look who I brought with me."
Xiong Ba looked up and saw Nie Feng leading four people in. The man in the lead was dressed in white, like a celestial being descended to earth.
Behind him followed a Confucian scholar and two Taoist priests.
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