The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 179 This vicious old woman is the Purple-Robed Dragon King

"Persia has a long history and flourishing civilization, and it's hardly a barbaric land. From generation to generation, talented people emerge, each leading the way for centuries. The 'Great Shift of the Universe' and the 'Divine Art of the Holy Fire Token' complement each other. While not as good as my Wudang Kung Fu, they are both considered the pinnacle of martial arts. You will come with me to Wudang later, and I will prepare a special Wudang tonic soup for you. It shouldn't be a problem for you to push the 'Great Shift of the Universe' to the fourth level."

Song Qingshu said with a hint of worry, "It's just that this martial art requires too much from your body and internal strength. If you can't truly achieve perfection before the age of thirty, it will cause damage to your body."

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but laugh. "Brother Song, there's no need to be like this. I'm still young and have plenty of time. Besides, I'm still here. I believe that Brother Song and Grand Master will be able to come up with a solution."

"You." Song Qingshu waved his hand and asked Zhang Wuji to go back and rest. He also handed him the six Holy Fire Orders and went straight to find the Golden Lion King and the Green-winged Bat King. After a series of interrogations, he got a clear picture of the situation of the Persian Ming Cult.

It turned out that the leader of the Persian Mingjiao had passed away, so they came all the way to find Daiqisi, just to recommend the one with the greatest merit among the three saints as the new leader. This time, the twelve treasure tree kings led the team, and there were more than ten ships accompanying the fleet, equipped with cannons and other firearms, which were quite powerful.

"This is a bit bad." Song Qingshu slapped his forehead and said, "Gunships are the most powerful on this ocean. We only have one, while the enemy has more than a dozen. Even if I am confident that I can defeat three alone, with more than a dozen gunboats rushing towards us, we will definitely not be spared. The enemy has more people and more power. Even if we have me, Wuji, and the three Dharma Kings, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat the twelve Treasure Tree Kings and three envoys. Not to mention that they have so many other masters."

Not to mention that the Purple-Robed Dragon King wanted to hide himself, so he couldn't use all his martial arts. He might even think that the most dangerous place is the safest place, and he might deliberately let himself be captured by the other party.

"Leave immediately and return to Wudang Mountain!" Song Qingshu made a prompt decision. After hearing his explanation, Xie Xun, Wei Yixiao and others also felt it was a bit tricky.

"This time it's really bad, and the Lion King needs to disguise himself, otherwise we might really fail. We have a Mongolian Tartar fleet chasing us from behind, and there are also many masters on board. Now add to that the people from the Persian Mingjiao, hehe. Forget it, too many debts are better than nothing. At worst, I can just take action myself to suppress everyone." Song Qingshu let out a long breath, and a flash of domineering aura disappeared from his body.

"Young Master Song, wouldn't it be better to return to Bright Summit right now? It's easy to defend but difficult to attack, and ordinary people can't run wild there." Wei Yixiao still sent the Holy Fire Order back to the Ming Cult as soon as possible. This thing was of great importance, and as the Dharma King of the Ming Cult, he had to take it very seriously.

"We have the Grand Master on Mount Wudang. His martial arts skills are extraordinary. The Seven Heroes of Wudang can fight against sixty-four first-rate masters together. Add to that the many third-generation disciples and the Taoist people living in seclusion nearby. Even if the Persian Ming Cult comes out in full force, they can't conquer it. They might just end up with a bloody head." Song Qingshu was not worried about the defense of Mount Wudang, but he was helpless about Xie Xun. This bastard had offended too many people. Although some of them were secretly done by Cheng Kun, most of them were his own fault.

Song Qingshu mentioned King Ruyang and ordered his men to quickly prepare fresh water and food and then set off immediately. This time, with Zhang Wuji, Xie Xun and Yin Li by his side, Song Qingshu was not afraid of Zhao Min and others. It would be best if he could avoid fighting. King Ruyang, as the Grand Marshal of the Mongol Yuan Army, was indeed very capable, but Song Qingshu did not think that he was worse than him. He just didn't want to add unnecessary difficulty and waste his brainpower.

If you make me angry, I will just go into battle shirtless and sweep away everything!

Song Qingshu asked Xiaozhao to invite the Purple-Robed Dragon King. Time was running out and they could not delay any longer. Song Qingshu told Xiaozhao very sternly that they only had one chance, and if they missed it, they should not blame them for abandoning the Purple-Robed Dragon King.

Xiao Zhao left and returned just as quickly, her face stained with tears. Clearly, the outcome wasn't ideal. Zhang Wuji was puzzled, so Song Qingshu explained, "Twenty years ago, the Purple-Robed Dragon King was known as the most beautiful woman in the Ming Cult. Her looks even surpassed those of A-Li, Zhiruo, and Zhao Min. She deliberately disguised herself this way. This Xiao Zhao is her daughter. It's only because her father's looks aren't as good as Daiqisi's that she can't compare."

Wei Yixiao slapped his thigh and said, "I was thinking, this little girl looks so familiar. So you're actually Daiqisi's daughter? Then Granny Jinhua is really Daiqisi in disguise? No, we can't let her stay here alone."

Song Qingshu stopped him, saying, "You can keep her, but you can't keep her heart. She might even cause trouble along the way. Why bother? The Persian leader's men are after her and the Ming Cult's 'Great Shift of the Universe' technique. She's courting death, so don't blame anyone else."

Xiao Zhao suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted, "Please, Young Master Song, save my mother."

"How to save you?" Song Qingshu asked calmly, "Should we kill the people from the Persian Ming Cult or give you and the Great Shift of the Universe to them?"

Xiao Zhao cast her gaze towards Zhang Wuji and suddenly said, "Please, Young Master Song, capture my mother alive and take her away. I know that Young Master Song is an unrivaled martial artist, second only to Master Zhang of Wudang. She will definitely not be his match."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Oh, why bother? You have to think about it carefully. Wuji already has a lot of girls around him."

Xiao Zhao blushed slightly and whispered, "Young Master is very good to me. I am willing to be a little maid by your side for the rest of my life."

"Tsk tsk, Yin Li, Yang Buhui, and then there's Han Xiaozhao, the granddaughter of the White-browed Eagle King, the daughter of the Left Envoy of Light, and the daughter of the Purple-Robed Dragon King. Add to that the status of the Golden-Haired Lion King's adopted son. Wuji, it would be truly unjust for you not to become the leader of the Ming Cult."

Song Qingshu then straightened his back and said in a cold voice, "Since you, Wuji's personal maid, have spoken, I will give Wuji a favor. The Persian headmaster will ask them to take back a copy of 'The Great Shift of the Universe'. If they dare to say anything more, I will kill them without mercy!"

"Thank you, Young Master Song, thank you, Young Master Song!" Xiao Zhao thanked him repeatedly, but was pushed into Zhang Wuji's arms by Song Qingshu, which made Yin Li angry. However, since Jinhua Granny saved her life, she could not feel any resentment towards Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao was originally just Zhang Wuji's personal maid, not much of a threat to him, and far less noble than Yang Buhui. But the little maid suddenly became the daughter of the Purple-Robed Dragon King, and that was a different story. Although the Purple-Robed Dragon King had broken through the gates, there were still many Ming Cult masters who had fallen at her feet, and they would still give her some face.

Song Qingshu left empty-handed, and a moment later returned carrying Granny Jinhua. "Purple-Robed Dragon King, we are inevitably going to have a battle with the Persian Ming Cult. However, Wudang will handle this matter. After all, the current Ming Cult leader is also a Wudang disciple. Your identity can't be concealed for long, and the Persians are not all fools. Come with us back to Wudang, and let Wuji help you recuperate. He learned from Hu Qingniu, and his medical skills are second only to mine. He may be able to help with your and the Lion King's injuries."

The Purple-Clothed Dragon King snorted and did not answer. Song Qingshu handed her over to Xiao Zhao. Wei Yixiao looked left and right, but could not see any other resemblance of her to the Purple-Clothed Dragon King except for her eyes. Instead, this action was rejected by the Purple-Clothed Dragon King, who directly confronted her. The two of them quarreled and fought each other, which made Wei Yixiao confirm that this old woman with a vicious mouth was the Purple-Clothed Dragon King Daiqisi.

So much had happened yesterday that Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King, hadn't been able to spend much time alone with Zhang Wuji. He only knew from fragments of his conversation that Song Qingshu was the leader of three generations of Wudang disciples, his father was Song Yuanqiao, and his martial arts skills were so impressive that even Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao would be in awe. He had even mastered the "Great Shift of the Universe" technique to the sixth level. Song Qingshu had only recently reached the seventh level, but no one knew about it until now.

Zhang Wuji learned the magical power of the Holy Fire Token and carried six Holy Fire Tokens with him. Song Qingshu pressed the acupoints of the three Persian envoys, which would take about two hours to release the power. He then drove their ships away, leaving a message for them to seek help from others later, and then headed straight for Wudang Mountain. After all, it was no big secret that the contemporary leader of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains was a disciple of Wudang.