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Chapter 732: Unify the martial arts world and establish your own territory!
With Amber's current status, traveling must be grand.

Even though everything was kept simple, there were still more than ten people climbing up Wudang.

Yin Tianzheng's family will definitely come without much effort, after all, Zhang Wuji is here. The rest are the Green-Winged Bat King, the Iron-Crown Taoist among the Five Scattered People, and the monk Shuo Bu De.

The Wudang people who had already received the news were now gathering in the martial arts arena. Zhang Sanfeng, wearing a white Taoist robe, was standing at the front. Behind him were the Seven Wudang disciples and Zhang Wuji, and further back were the third generation disciples.

"Master!"

Song Yuanqiao's face was tense, "Someone is coming."

This is nonsense because there was no blind person present.

The leader of the Seven Sons was too nervous.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, and then saw a group of people walking towards the mountain gate.

The person in the front was the young man whom I had met once before.

Compared to how ordinary he was when I first saw him, Amber, who now holds the power over the lives and deaths of countless people, will give people an extremely terrifying sense of oppression even if he does nothing and says nothing.

What is coming will eventually come. The fate of Wudang will depend on the next conversation.

"Master Zhang, long time no see."

Amber was clearly several hundred steps away the moment before, but as soon as he uttered the first word, he was already close to the Wudang disciples.

This scene, which was devoid of any worldly atmosphere but seemed like a miracle, made them all speechless.

"Your Excellency is welcome."

Zhang Sanfeng narrowed his eyes, his tone was unchanged from usual, but his clenched hands revealed his inner unrest at the moment.

Stronger
If he could still be somewhat confident when they met for the first time, now he couldn't understand anything.

"I wonder if you have come all this way to be a guest? Or are you going to do the same as in other places, destroying the mountains and exterminating the families, and those who obey will prosper and those who disobey will perish?"

"Oh, that's too much. It makes me sound like I'm being overbearing."

Amber waved his hand gently: "But, there are indeed some things. Wudang is the leader of the righteous martial arts world, and Master Zhang is the most prestigious grandmaster in the past hundred years. As a junior, I should respect you. In addition, the marriage between Zhang Cuishan, the fifth hero, and the daughter of the White-browed Eagle King of our sect has some incense and affection.

Let's put it this way, as long as Wudang is willing to submit to me, then it will remain the same as it was before."

"Wishful thinking! I will never bow to the evil cult!"

Song Yuanqiao didn't wait for Zhang Sanfeng to speak, and shouted loudly: "Wuji is Wuji, he has nothing to do with the Ming Cult! There are no cowards in Wudang!"

The disciples who were originally intimidated by Amber's aura became excited and determined after hearing these passionate words.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed and lowered his eyebrows slightly.

"Hero Song is really a quick-witted person."

Amber didn't care. "Master Zhang, for your sake, can I ask you again? Do you agree or not?"

"Can you give me a few days to think about it?"

The previous news appeared in Zhang Sanfeng's mind again, and his expression became more complicated.

If it had been the Ming Cult in the past, then there would naturally be nothing to talk about, but it is different now.

Perhaps this young man in front of him can really restore the orthodoxy of China?
"Okay, I will come to Wudang again in ten days."

After Amber finished speaking, he smiled at the child standing among the Seven Wudang Men, then with a single move of his hand, he grabbed the child.

"let me go!!"

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a while. When he came to his senses, he found himself lifted up in the air and began to struggle non-stop.

"Wuji!"

The familiar call sounded in his ears, causing him to freeze.

"mother!"

"Wuji!"

Amber let him go, letting Yin Susu cry while holding her son. She looked up at Zhang Sanfeng and said, "Mother and son are reunited. What a happy scene."

"As it should be."

Zhang Sanfeng lowered his head and said nothing. "Then I will take my leave first. In ten days, whether we are enemies or friends depends entirely on your decision."

Amber turned and left.

He came to Wudang because it was on his way, and also to appease the old man Yin Tianzheng.

Among all the followers, this one is the most capable. He does his work without any mistakes and can even find and fill in some gaps in the Ming Cult.

The ancients said that having an old person in the family is like having a treasure. Amber doesn't want to do everything by herself, that would be too boring.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain.

"Master, there is news from Emei. Miejue put up a desperate resistance but was killed on the spot by Supervisor Qian!"

The flag bearer of the giant wooden flag of the Five Elements Flag knelt on the ground to report.

"Oh? The speed is okay, so the only one left is Shaolin."

Amber sat on the extremely luxurious throne and said, "Pass the order down and send troops to Songshan!"

"As ordered!"

Today's Ming Cult has become a very terrifying war machine. It has no problem dealing with the Yuan Dynasty Mongolian cavalry, let alone this mob.

Shaolin’s heritage is good, but that’s all.

"Master, this is Wudang!"

The Green-winged Bat King said with some concern: "How about I keep an eye on it from here?"

"No need, Master Zhang will make a wise choice."

Amber showed great confidence.

In fact it is.

After the Ming Cult group came down the mountain, the Wudang disciples in the martial arts arena were in an uproar and said indignantly that they wanted to fight the devil.

Those who remained silent were the Seven Masters of Wudang.

"Master!"

Song Yuanqiao's eyes were red, "Why. Why?"

He knew his master's personality well. If he didn't want to agree, he would never say anything like "consider it" but would directly refuse. What he just said was tantamount to saying that Wudang was willing to surrender.

"Silly boy."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head. "Why? It is the duty of a monk to cultivate himself and slay demons. But you know the Ming Cult now. It is an evil demon, right?"

"But."

Song Yuanqiao didn't believe it at all. "I suspect that those are just illusions created by the demons. When the dust settles, their true colors will be revealed!"

"Hahaha, Master is more accurate than you in this regard."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "After ten days, I will deprive you of your position as the head of the sect. You should go to the back mountain and practice well."

"Master!"

Tears welled up from his eyes, and Song Yuanqiao collapsed, kneeling on the ground and crying loudly.

He was not angry about his throne being taken away from him, but he felt Zhang Sanfeng's love for his son.

He will use his lifelong reputation to protect Wudang, and he, the deposed leader of Wudang, will not be affected no matter what happens in the future.

Time flies by.

Under the blade of the Ming Cult, the closed-off Shaolin Temple only held out for three days before its gate was breached.

Abbot Yuan Zhen was handed over to Yin Susu by Amber. The remaining monks would return to secular life if they were willing to surrender, or be killed directly if they were unwilling, regardless of their status.

Coupled with the news that Wudang announced its willingness to surrender, the Ming Cult became the true uncrowned king.

Now Yuan Ting is the only opponent left.

Amber did not take the next step, and the entire world became calm.

(End of this chapter)