Li Huan leaped up a tall pine tree and gazed intently into the distance.
To the east, there was a wide open square with a platform and many pergolas.
Several monks were striking the large bell with wooden stakes.
The area in front of Shaolin Temple was crowded with people. Upon hearing the bell, they quickly climbed the mountain and entered the square.
Clearly, this square was the venue for the "Lion Slaying Ceremony".
After observing the situation, Li Huan jumped down from the pine tree and instructed Zhao Min, Xiao Zhao, and Yang Buhui to get into the car.
Immediately afterwards, Li Huan drove the electric tricycle towards the square to the east.
"The cult leader is here! The cult leader is here!"
A cheer erupted from the Ming Cult camp.
Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Yin Yewang, and others greeted Li Huan with clasped hands in a salute.
Li Huan parked the electric tricycle next to a platform several meters high and got off.
"Where is the White-browed Eagle King?" Li Huan asked.
Zhang Wuji and Yin Yewang both wore expressions of sorrow.
“Sigh…” Yang Xiao sighed, “Yesterday, White-browed Eagle King and I assisted Vice Leader Zhang in dealing with the ‘Shaolin Three Elders’ Vajra Subduing Demon Circle.’ In the end, White-browed Eagle King exhausted his inner strength and unfortunately passed away…”
Upon hearing this, Li Huan felt displeased and questioned him sharply!
"Wuji! Have you forgotten everything I told you before I left last year?"
Zhang Wuji hurriedly clasped his hands in a fist salute: "I dare not forget the leader's orders!"
Li Huan said, "I warned you before the Dragon Boat Festival in May not to rush to the mountaintop, and even more so not to fight the 'Three Shaolin Masters' beforehand! Did you take my words as a joke?"
Zhang Wuji's face turned red as he avoided Li Huan's gaze.
Yang Xiao hurriedly said, "Master, after the Shaolin monks captured Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King, they imprisoned him in the dungeon on the mountaintop and sent the Shaolin monks Du'e, Du'jie, and Du'nan to guard him!"
"A month ago, the Shaolin Sect announced that it would hold the 'Lion-Slaying Assembly' and publicly try Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King, on the Dragon Boat Festival in May!"
"Over the past thirty days, martial arts masters from all walks of life have come to Shaolin Temple, climbed to the top of the mountain, and attempted to defeat the three eminent monks of Shaolin and kidnap Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King..."
Li Huan impatiently raised his hand, interrupting Yang Xiao.
"So, fearing that Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King, would be snatched away by someone else, Zhang Wuji led the Ming Cult to climb the mountain to challenge the 'Three Shaolin Elders's Vajra Subduing Demon Circle'?"
"Exactly!" Zhang Wuji bowed his head and admitted.
Li Huan said, "You originally thought that you could fight the 'Three Shaolin Masters' to a draw, and with the help of the White-browed Eagle King and Yang Xiao, you could break through the 'Diamond Subduing Demon Formation'?"
Zhang Wuji's brows furrowed, and his expression was awkward.
Li Huan said, "Who knew that not only did you fail to break through the Vajra Subduing Demon Circle, but you also caused the White-Browed Eagle King to exhaust his inner strength and die!"
"Zhang Wuji! As the vice leader of the Ming Cult, you disobeyed the leader's orders. What is your punishment?"
Zhang Wuji quickly knelt down: "Wuji knows he was wrong..."
Li Huan said, "I'll remove you from your position as vice leader for now! I'll punish you after the 'Food Competition' is over!"
"Yes!" Zhang Wuji was extremely ashamed.
Li Huan said to Yang Xiao, "From today onwards, Left Envoy Yang will serve as the Vice Leader!"
"Yes, sir!" Yang Xiao clasped his hands in agreement.
At this time, the leaders of various sects led their disciples to the square one after another and sat in the shaded pavilion.
Li Huan scanned the area and estimated the number of people present to be over five thousand.
Soon after, many other miscellaneous gangs arrived.
The place was bustling with noise and incredibly lively.
Within the Wudang faction were Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, and Yin Liting.
Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu were nowhere to be seen.
Li Huan stepped forward and asked loudly, "Yu Daiyan, Yin Liting! Have you two fully recovered?"
Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting stepped out of the pavilion and clasped their hands in thanks.
"Many thanks to Master Li for refining the 'Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment'. My sixth junior brother and I have fully recovered from our limb injuries and internal energy!"
Yu Daiyan looked radiant and in good spirits.
Yin Liting's eyes involuntarily turned to Yang Buhui in front of the electric tricycle.
Li Huan said, "Yin Liting, as a real man, you should be more dashing and bold! Don't keep getting stuck in your past relationships and unable to extricate yourself!"
Upon hearing this, Yin Liting blushed slightly, quickly averted his gaze, and turned to walk into the shaded pavilion.
Li Huan deliberately asked loudly, "Where is Mo Shenggu?"
Instantly, the Wudang faction fell silent.
Li Huan stared at Song Yuanqiao: "Great Hero Song, where is your seventh junior brother?"
Song Yuanqiao looked both embarrassed and sad, and immediately lowered his head.
Zhang Wuji hurriedly said, "Master, Seventh Uncle has unfortunately perished..."
"Holy crap!" Li Huan deliberately cursed again, "Are you kidding me! Mo Shenggu is one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang Sect, who dares to kill him?"
Zhang Wuji sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Song Qingshu betrayed the Wudang Sect and caused the death of my seventh uncle!"
"Holy crap! Holy crap!" Li Huan feigned shock. "Are you kidding me?! The dignified 'Jade-Faced Mengchang' Song Qingshu, the beloved son of Song Yuanqiao of Wudang, has actually become a traitor and murdered his own martial uncle?!"
Song Yuanqiao lowered his head, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Li Huan shouted angrily, "Where is Song Qingshu?"
Zhang Wuji said, "After Song Qingshu betrayed the Wudang Sect, he joined the Beggar Clan, and his whereabouts are currently unknown."
Li Huan said, "If I see Song Qingshu, I'll chop him to death with one palm!"
As he spoke, Li Huan looked at Song Yuanqiao.
"No, we should capture Song Qingshu alive and hand him over to Master Song so he can kill his son himself!"
Song Yuanqiao stood up abruptly and walked out of the shade.
"I have failed in raising my son, I have let down my seventh junior brother, the Wudang Sect, and my master! If I catch this rebellious son, I will cut off his head to appease my seventh junior brother's spirit in heaven!"
Song Yuanqiao was filled with righteous indignation and made a solemn vow.
Li Huan patted the black iron pig-slaughtering knife on his lower back and said in a serious tone.
"Song Yuanqiao, if you're willing to put righteousness before family, I'll lend you this butcher's knife and chop off Song Qingshu's dog head!"
Song Yuanqiao clasped his hands in a fist and said politely, "Thank you, Master Li!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a group of beggars walked into the square.
The leader was a girl who looked about twelve or thirteen years old.
Big head, thin body, squinty eyes, upturned nose, thick lips, and buck teeth.
In her hand, she tightly gripped a bamboo stick that was entirely green.
The green bamboo staff, the token of the Beggars' Sect leader.
It was obvious that the girl was Shi Hongshi, the daughter of the former gang leader Shi Huolong.
Behind her followed the Transmission Elder and the Enforcement Elder, as well as the Head of the Staff and the Head of the Bowl, the Eight-Bag Elder, the Seven-Bag Disciple, and the Six-Bag Disciple, totaling more than a hundred people.
All the high-ranking leaders and elite disciples of the Beggars' Sect made an appearance.
At this moment, Master Kongzhi arrived, leading nine senior monks from the Dharma Hall and a group of monks to meet with various sects.
"Master Li!" Master Kongzhi bowed respectfully. "How have you been?"
Li Huan laughed and asked, "Where is Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple?"
Master Kongzhi said, "My senior brother Abbot suddenly fell ill last night and stayed at the temple to rest. I will preside over the meeting in his place."
Everyone was surprised and began to discuss it.
"Li Huan!"
The Beggars' Sect's elder, who was in charge of transmitting skills, shouted loudly and strode towards Li Huan, his anger blazing!
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