Abbess Miejue sneered a few times, looking down on Mei Shijian.
"The Dragon-Slaying Saber and the Heaven-Reliant Sword originally belonged to the Emei Sect! Why should they be handed over to outsiders?"
"Hahaha..." He Taichong laughed loudly, "Master, you are far too arrogant! Even I can't listen to you anymore!"
Zong Weixia curled his lip: "The Heaven-Slaying Sword is the Emei Sect's most prized treasure, a fact acknowledged by the entire Central Plains martial arts world! But how can the Dragon-Slaying Saber be an Emei Sect treasure?"
Abbess Miejue said, "I am not arrogant, but you are ignorant!"
Mei Shijian's eyes blazed with fury: "Abbess Miejue! If you can give me a convincing explanation, I'll give up the Dragon-Slaying Saber! If you can't, don't blame me for turning ruthless!"
Abbess Miejue paused slightly, then spoke loudly.
"Back then, when the heroine Huang Rong and the great hero Yang Guo were defending Xiangyang City, they invited the blacksmith Feng Mofeng to melt down Yang Guo's Xuan Tie Heavy Sword and forge it into the Dragon-Slaying Saber! They also melted down the Gentleman's Sword and the Lady's Sword and forged them into the Heaven-Reliant Sword!"
"Place the invincible military strategy manual 'The Legacy of Yue Fei' inside the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and the martial arts manuals 'Nine Yin Manual' and 'Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms' inside the Heaven-Reliant Sword!"
"The Dragon-Slaying Saber shall be given to the son of Hero Yang Guo and Heroine Li Fu, and the Heaven-Reliant Sword shall be given to the daughter of Heroine Huang Rong, Li Xiang!"
"After the fall of Xiangyang, the son of the great hero Yang Guo disappeared with the Dragon-Slaying Saber, while the heroine Li Xiang traveled the world with the Heaven-Reliant Sword and founded the Emei Sect!"
"Therefore, the Heaven-Slaying Sword became the most treasured weapon of the Emei Sect, and it was passed down to me! Unfortunately, during the siege of Bright Peak last year, it was stolen by Li Huan through a trick..."
"Damn it!" Li Huan cursed, "Old nun, watch your mouth! When did I ever use trickery to steal the Heaven-Slaying Sword? If you dare to spout any more nonsense, I'll knock out all your teeth, string them into a necklace, and make you wear it around your neck every day!"
Upon hearing this, Abbess Miejue instinctively covered her face, then changed her story: "Last year at Bright Peak, I was outmatched and lost to Li Huan, who seized the Heaven-Reliant Sword..."
"You're smart to know what's good for you!" Li Huan laughed.
Mei Shijian interjected, "That Dragon-Slaying Saber was taken away by the son of the great hero Yang Guo and has been wandering the martial world for over a hundred years, changing hands many times. How could it be a treasure of the Emei Sect?"
Abbess Miejue retorted, "The son of Hero Yang Guo and Heroine Li Fu is from the same family as our sect's founder, Li Xiang. If the Dragon-Slaying Saber isn't a treasure of the Emei Sect, how could it be a treasure of the Shaolin or Wudang Sect?"
Master Kongzhi nodded: "Amitabha! According to historical records, after the death of Hero Yang Guo's son, the Dragon-Slaying Saber should have been kept by Heroine Li Xiang. Since Heroine Li Xiang founded the Emei Sect, the Dragon-Slaying Saber rightfully belongs to the Emei Sect!"
Abbess Miejue smiled and cast an approving glance at Master Kongzhi.
Mei Shijian's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he was unable to refute her for a moment.
Li Huan's heart was stirred.
Li Fu, Li Fu’s beloved daughter, and her husband Yang Guo had a son.
In other words, Lao Tzu had a grandson.
When I return to "The Return of the Condor Heroes," I'll definitely hug my grandson and experience being a grandfather.
"Chief Mei!" Abbess Miejue asked, "Is my explanation convincing?"
Mei Shijian's face was ashen, and he looked like a bear unwilling to accept defeat.
"Hmph! That's utterly sophistry! After the Dragon-Slaying Saber fell into the hands of the martial arts world, it changed hands several times and has absolutely no connection with Lady Li Xiang! If we're talking about its origins, the Dragon-Slaying Saber should belong to the descendants of Hero Yang Guo and Lady Li Fu!"
Abbess Miejue sneered.
"Chief Mei, you're really good at talking nonsense. In this world, who has ever seen the descendants of the great hero Yang Guo and the heroine Li Fu?"
Mei Shijian said, "Even if the great hero Yang Guo has no descendants, the Dragon-Slaying Saber cannot belong to the Emei Sect! Abbess, stop trying to find excuses to take the Dragon-Slaying Saber for yourself!"
Abbess Miejue said, "Judging from Chief Mei's intentions, she is determined to take action and oppose the Emei Sect?"
Mei Shijian said, "I spent 1.2 million taels of silver, how can I leave empty-handed?"
"Hehehe..." Yuan Heshan covered his severed arm and laughed gleefully.
Abbess Miejue said, "That Dragon-Slaying Saber is now broken in two. What use does the Plum Clan have for it?"
Mei Shijian retorted, "Enough with the nonsense! Hand over the Dragon-Slaying Saber and the 'Military Manual of Yue Fei'!"
"You fucking jerk!"
Li Huan suddenly snapped, "No time? You want the Dragon-Slaying Saber, fine, but what do you need a military treatise for? To lead troops into battle? To wipe out the Yuan army? I think you don't lack time, you lack brains!"
Mei Shijian looked aggrieved and raised his voice: "My 1.2 million taels of silver must not be wasted..."
Before he could finish speaking, a woman gracefully walked into the square, attracting everyone's attention.
She was tall and slender, wearing a pale yellow dress, with fair skin, beautiful features, and an ethereal气质.
The woman in the yellow shirt! Li Huan's heart stirred slightly.
"Sister Yang!" Shi Hongshi shouted excitedly, running quickly towards the woman in yellow and throwing himself into her arms.
The woman in the yellow shirt embraced Shi Hongshi with a smile on her face.
"Sister Yang, the Transmission Elder and the Head of the Bowl-Bearing Sect have both been murdered... Waaaaah..."
Shi Hongshi cried out, pointing at the Shaolin School and then at Song Qingshu.
Master Kongzhi quickly said, "The Beggar Clan's elder who passed on his skills died at the hands of the Shaolin traitor Kongru. Kongru has already committed suicide by poisoning himself. This matter has nothing to do with Shaolin!"
The woman in yellow frowned slightly as she glanced at Song Qingshu, who was rolling around and screaming in agony.
Shi Hongshi said, "This Song Qingshu is a traitor of the Wudang Sect. He joined the Emei Sect and used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to kill the head of the bowl-making sect and injure the head of the staff-making sect."
The woman in yellow asked, "Did Song Qingshu also take poison?"
Shi Hongshi said, "He didn't take poison, but was hit by Master Li's Life and Death Talisman!"
"The Life and Death Talisman?" The woman in yellow exclaimed in surprise. "Which one of you is Leader Li?"
Shi Hongshi pointed at Li Huan: "Sister, he is Li, the leader of the Ming Cult."
Li Huan knew that the woman in yellow was a descendant of Yang Guo and Li Fu.
Therefore, Li Huan's blood flows in her veins.
The woman in yellow said, "The Life and Death Talisman was once a unique hidden weapon of the Lingjiu Palace in the Tianshan Mountains of the Western Regions. It has long been lost to the martial arts world. Where did Leader Li learn it from?"
Li Huan chuckled and lied, "Ten years ago, when I was selling boxed lunches at a stall in the Tianshan Mountains of the Western Regions, I met an old man with a white beard. I treated him to boxed lunches for three months without taking any money from him. In return, the old man with the white beard taught me the technique for refining the Life and Death Talisman!"
Old man with a white beard?
The woman in yellow's eyes suddenly lit up: "Does Master Li know his name?"
Li Huan said, "All I know is that the old man with the white beard is surnamed Li. Because my surname is also Li, the old man and I had a very pleasant conversation."
The woman in the yellow shirt asked again, "How old is that old man?"
Li Huan said, "He looks like he's in his eighties, but one night I was drinking with Old Man Li, and he told me he's already 150! I laughed so hard my stomach hurt. Old Man Li was drunk and talking big! Hahaha..."
The woman in the yellow shirt couldn't help but show a respectful expression.
“That old man wasn’t lying to you, because he was my ancestor…”
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