Chapter 114: Divine Doctor Orochimaru
Chapter 114: Divine Doctor Orochimaru
"very scary……"
Xiao Lin and the little Taoist boy beside him were trembling together, but the former understood what Borsalino and others were thinking, while the latter was simply because the guests invited by the Grand Master were simply a bunch of "traitors"!
"Ms. Fubuki, has everyone in the chat group always been like this?"
Compared to Song Qingshu and Xiao Lin who were scared to death, Xiao Mei didn't think there was anything wrong. The supremacy of imperial power was not popular in the Douqi Continent. Even the royal family of the Jia Ma Empire had to show courtesy in front of the Yun Lan Sect.
She was just curious about whether the approach of Borsalino and others to overthrow a country over a disagreement was a bit too overbearing.
"No, this is just a special case... and that Yuan Dynasty guy doesn't sound like a good guy. It wouldn't be a bad thing to defeat them... right?"
Fubuki was a little hesitant. In the One Punch Man world, there was no longer any political entity called a country. In Fubuki's imagination, the Yuan Dynasty was just something like a city government.
Even if Borsalino did not take action, there were several people present who were comparable to S-class heroes, so it did not seem difficult to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty she imagined.
"Are you serious? This is the Yuan Dynasty!"
Haibara Ai was speechless. With her level of knowledge, she would naturally not simply equate the Yuan Dynasty with the Mongol Empire that spanned the Eurasian continent in history.
But it was also a huge empire that ruled over tens of millions of people, and in history it had launched several expeditions to Japan. If the ships had not been destroyed by the so-called "divine wind", Japan's history would have been rewritten.
If enough time and energy were invested, Haibara Ai believed that everyone present was fully capable of destroying the Yuan Dynasty, but they were just passers-by after all, and Haibara Ai didn't think anyone in the chat group was free enough to stay in this world for several years.
"The Yuan Dynasty should be overthrown! And it is not difficult to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty. All we need to do is find Zhu Yuanzhang... Uh, how old is Zhu Baba now?"
However, Haibara Ai obviously did not expect that there was a time traveler like Passerby among them. When Borsalino first proposed to rebel, Passerby was still confused, but soon he became excited.
Once upon a time, he also fantasized about traveling back to ancient times to rebel and become an emperor. Unfortunately, the world he traveled to was the Devouring Star World where stars exploded frequently. There were countless strong people. Let alone rebelling, he had to find an opportunity to cling to the protagonist's thigh if he wanted to survive.
I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to realize my dream now. Although he himself could not become the emperor, it seemed like it would be nice to support an emperor.
"Little brother, how many years have passed since the previous dynasty fell... It is now the 40th or 50th year of the 14th century in this world. Zhu Yuanzhang, the first emperor of the Ming Dynasty, is not even 20 years old yet. Are you sure he can become the emperor?"
Huihara Ai rolled her eyes, but still asked Song Qingshu who was standing beside her.
After a confusing conversation, Haibara Ai crossed her arms and gave the passerby an answer that made him very frustrated.
"What we need to do is not to overthrow this country directly, but to add fuel to the fire. Stark can provide arms, I can provide gold, Orochimaru can provide various supplies, and Esdeath can help train the army. Our opponents don't even know who we are..."
Borsalino spread his hands. Having said this, even Kobayashi, who was the least confident, felt that he had the advantage.
According to Borsalino, the dimensional chat group is naturally invincible. The only ones who need to worry about are Zhang Sanfeng and Wudang Sect in this world. It is still a question whether they are willing to take the risk of confronting the imperial court for Zhang Cuishan.
"Oh, it is indeed a very exciting future..."
Orochimaru glanced at Borsalino with his snake-like eyes, and before anyone else noticed, Orochimaru already had a vague feeling.
Borsalino has obviously changed a lot compared to when he first joined the chat group.
Borsalino, who just joined the chat group, was not as "enthusiastic" as he is now. Even when he went to the JOJO world to help Jotaro deal with DIO, he seemed to be doing it more out of convenience.
What benefits are gained?
What is so special about Zhang Sanfeng or this world?
Although he was still a little unsure for the moment, this did not affect Orochimaru's agreement with Borsalino's proposal.
After all, this is something that Konoha Village and him, the fourth Hokage, have been longing for. The only pity is that the ninjas cannot come to this world like them.
Otherwise, the thought of such a huge country being hired for war is exciting.
Not to mention that we can try to get the ruler of this country to issue tasks to Konoha afterwards. Given the size of this country, in time, even the entire ninja world may not have more task share than here.
No matter how hard Orochimaru tried, he could not guess that Borsalino was a time traveler just like the passerby.
It would be more accurate to say that he wanted to help overthrow the Yuan Dynasty rather than save Zhang Cuishan.
"Then it's decided. I and the passerby will go and convince Master Zhang, and the rest of you will stay and wait for our good news~"
Borsalino made the final decision, and even Jotaro Kujo did not object.
After all, the history in the JOJO world is the same. Except for the Mongols themselves, I don’t think anyone would think that the Yuan Dynasty is a good thing.
Except for Esdeath who wanted to go along to see if there was a chance to fight, everyone else present nodded, obviously having no objection.
"Oh, why don't you let me do it? With Lu Renjun's personality, I'm afraid he won't be very cooperative."
However, at this moment, Orochimaru, with his eyes narrowed, suddenly spoke.
Whether it is negotiating or persuading others, one person always has to play the good cop and the other the bad cop. Perhaps no one in the ninja world has figured out such a routine yet, but with Orochimaru's intelligence, it is obviously not difficult to guess Borsalino's thoughts.
"Hmm... what do you think, passerby?"
Borsalino stroked his chin and thought for a while, and found that he was indeed taking it for granted. After being an admiral for a long time, he was surrounded by either high-ranking naval officers or smart people like Nami. Naturally, Borsalino did not need to worry about their coordination.
But Passerby is just an ordinary person after all. Even if he goes to the pirate world with his current strength, he can barely reach the threshold of a naval admiral, and it cannot change the reality that he does not have too many scheming minds.
Instead of thinking about how to get the stranger to cooperate with him, it would be simpler to let Orochimaru go now. When it comes to conspiracy and scheming, Orochimaru is probably better than Borsalino.
"Let's let Orochimaru go. I'm a little worried that I might mess things up..."
The passers-by were also very nervous. Judging from his strength alone, he could probably beat up all the masters of the six major sects, but that didn't mean he had the courage to speak freely in front of so many people.
What's more, persuading these people to rebel is not an easy task no matter how you think about it.
"Then you will stay here first. Young man, please take us to see Master Zhang."
Borsalino spoke to the little Taoist boy Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu, who was almost frightened, nodded subconsciously. By the time he reacted, he had unknowingly brought Borsalino to the reception hall of the Wudang Sect.
When they arrived, they saw a man with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and a determined expression standing among the guests. He kowtowed three times to Zhang Sanfeng and said something in a very hurried tone.
Then, amid the exclamations of the crowd, he drew his sword and committed suicide without hesitation!
The action was so fast that even a top master like Zhang Sanfeng could not react. This man was Zhang Cuishan, who was forced to not reveal the whereabouts of Xie Xun out of loyalty, but also could not bear to attack his wife and felt sorry for his third senior brother.
‘Clang! ’
However, just as blood was oozing from Zhang Cuishan's neck, an almost invisible light flashed, and the long sword in Zhang Cuishan's hand broke into two pieces on the spot.
Then there were several consecutive bang sounds. It turned out that the guests around Zhang Cuishan were shaken away by Zhang Sanfeng's palm power and wanted to save their apprentice.
"Fifth Junior Brother! How can you be so depressed?"
The other brothers of the Seven Heroes of Wudang also rushed over at this time, snatched the broken sword from Zhang Cuishan's hand, and were so scared that they broke out in cold sweats.
However, they immediately realized that something was wrong. Although the sword in Zhang Cuishan's hand was not as sharp as the Sword of the Heavenly Sword, it was not an ordinary item either. How could it break into two pieces for no reason?
But it was too unbelievable to say that there was any hidden weapon in the world that could break the sword right under the noses of their fellow disciples!
At this moment, accompanied by a series of exclamations, Borsalino's tall figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.
There were many tall warriors among the martial artists present, but who had ever seen a man who was more than one meter taller than an ordinary person? Even the tallest ones had to raise their heads to see Borsalino's face when facing him.
“So… so high!”
"I wonder what sect or school this hero belongs to?"
"It's so tall, could it be a monster?"
……
At this moment, the martial arts masters were no different from ordinary people who were surprised by what they saw. If it weren't for Borsalino's handsome face that was almost un-mortal, his abnormal height would probably be mistaken for a monster by many people.
"Master Zhang, I heard everything you said outside. As a passerby, I feel I need to stand up and say a few fair words..."
Borsalino spoke seriously.
That is to say, there were no passersby present, otherwise they would definitely feel that Borsalino's tone was particularly familiar.
As we all know, anyone who claims to speak the truth is certainly not prepared to speak the truth.
The six major sects and martial artists present may not know this joke, but it does not affect their disdain for Borsalino's words.
"Who are you? It's your turn here..."
Although they were shocked by Borsalino's height at first, the experienced martial artists would not be afraid of him just because of his height.
Immediately, a man with a full beard stood up. He was the leader of the Giant Whale Gang. He was extremely powerful and a well-known figure in the underworld.
Although the Giant Whale Gang is not as famous as the Beggar Gang in terms of being the largest gang in the world, it has the confidence to challenge the Wudang Sect when facing them.
However, before the bearded man could finish his words, he was stunned by Borsalino's calm release of his domineering aura and fell to the ground. No matter how others shouted, he could not be woken up.
Seeing this scene, even a fool would know that Borsalino had used some means to get rid of a famous master so silently. It would not be difficult to deal with them. For a moment, even the masters of the six major sects unconsciously stepped back a few steps, fearing that Borsalino would use that method on them.
"Bo... Ahem, Mr. Bo, please go ahead."
Zhang Sanfeng was still confused at this time. He didn't know that Yin Susu was the culprit who caused his third disciple to become disabled.
I just couldn't understand why Zhang Cuishan committed suicide.
However, since Borsalino had stopped his five disciples and now looked like he had something to say, the experienced Zhang Sanfeng naturally took the initiative to cooperate with his performance.
It was just that in the excitement he almost called out Borsalino's name, but fortunately he changed his words in time at the critical moment. Instead, this made a group of martial artists secretly wonder, when did Mr. No. 1 Bo appear in the martial arts world?
Even Master Zhang, who was known as the best in the world, had to treat him with courtesy. God knows how high his martial arts skills were. Now even the disciples of the Giant Whale Gang lowered their heads unconsciously, fearing that Borsalino would continue to cause trouble for them.
"This Mr. Bo is so handsome..."
"Hehe, if you are tempted by worldly desires, just follow Mr. Bo. I will report to Master for you later..."
"Stop wrongly accusing people..."
……
Several female warriors of the Emei Sect whispered that although the leader of the Emei Sect was Master Miejue, the Emei Sect did not prohibit weddings and funerals, and the leader's disciple Ji Xiaofu was even engaged to the Wudang hero Yin Liuxia.
It was not surprising that several female disciples began to feel amorous when they saw Borsalino. Of course, this was mainly because the leader of the team was Master Jingxu, who was of the same generation as them. Although she had a high status, she lacked majesty. If it was Master Miejue, no one would dare to speak at this moment.
"Silence!"
Master Jingxu glared at several of her junior sisters in annoyance. Most people who practiced martial arts had sharp ears and eyes, and many guests had cast strange looks at her at this moment. As the eldest disciple of the head sect, she could not let her junior sisters continue to embarrass the Emei Sect.
The female disciples who had been warned by Master Jingxu also shut their mouths obediently. They dared to whisper under Master Jingxu's nose, but they did not dare to talk back to her directly, otherwise they would be reported when they returned to Emei. They could only continue to secretly look at Borsalino in the crowd.
"Zhang Cuishan, let me guess, the reason you want to commit suicide is that you feel that you have let Yu Daying down, but you can't bear to kill your own wife to apologize, so you can only sacrifice yourself?"
Borsalino chuckled.
Although he looked much younger than Zhang Cuishan, he addressed Zhang Cuishan by his name without any hesitation.
However, the people present did not think there was anything wrong. After all, this 'Mr. Bo' seemed to be on equal terms with Master Zhang. Unless he discussed things with others separately, from Master Zhang's perspective, Borsalino's seniority was much higher than those present.
Zhang Sanfeng, who happens to be celebrating his 100th birthday today, has an incredibly high seniority in the martial arts world. Even the monks of the same generation as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, who are called Kong, are juniors in front of Zhang Sanfeng.
"...I wonder what advice do you have for me, senior?"
Zhang Cuishan, who was unable to commit suicide to thank the world, hesitated for a moment, but still bowed and asked respectfully.
Before this, he just wanted to die and end it all. Now that he failed to die and was caught between his senior brother and his beloved wife, Zhang Cuishan didn't know what to do.
"You are confused. Let me introduce you to this person next to me. He is Orochimaru, the miracle doctor from the Land of Fire. He has great medical skills and can bring the dead back to life. Do you understand what I mean?"
Borsalino patted Orochimaru on the shoulder, giving Zhang Cuishan a hint that couldn't be more obvious.
Zhang Cuishan, who had been on the uninhabited island for several years, was a little slow to react. He did not realize Borsalino's hint for a while. On the contrary, Song Yuanqiao was overjoyed and bowed to Orochimaru without hesitation. "My third brother has been suffering from illness for many years. Please help the doctor! Wudang Sect is grateful!"
As Song Yuanqiao spoke first, Zhang Cuishan suddenly realized.
Together with several fellow disciples, they bowed their heads in thanks and begged the genius doctor Orochimaru for help.
Orochimaru, who was secretly collecting intelligence and never thought that he would become a medical ninja, twitched his lips, but he didn't know what to say at this time. He could only nod and agree expressionlessly.
"Can Dai Yan's injury really be cured?"
Zhang Sanfeng's voice was trembling. The most regrettable thing in his life was that he could only watch his third disciple suffer on the sickbed and his fifth disciple disappeared for no reason.
Now the fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan has returned after many years, and the only regret left is Yu Daying, who is paralyzed in all four limbs.
"Of course, as long as you haven't taken your last breath, there is probably no injury in this world that Orochimaru can't heal!"
Borsalino made a lot of promises and boasted that it was Orochimaru who did the work, not him, so if the cure was not achieved, it would be Orochimaru's fault.
Orochimaru, who was standing by, felt something was not right the more he listened, but he could not interrupt Borsalino at this time, so he could only put on a cold face and pretend to be conceited.
Orochimaru himself has a very good appearance, otherwise he would not have gained so many supporters and followers. In addition, he is so arrogant and disdainful of talking to others, so for a while even Zhang Sanfeng subconsciously believed him.
"Wait a minute! It is indeed a good thing that Yu Sanxia can be reborn, but before that, Zhang Wuxia and Wudang have to give us an explanation first?"
Master Kongwen of the Shaolin Temple saw that something was not right and had to step forward and speak in a deep voice.
"Then let's get rid of these bald donkeys first and then go help Third Brother heal his injuries!"
Mo Shenggu, the most stubborn of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, started cursing angrily.
It was so difficult to find a miracle doctor who could heal Third Brother's injuries, but these bastards actually tried to make trouble at the critical moment.
"Shenggu! Don't say bad words!"
Zhang Sanfeng sternly stopped Mo Shenggu who wanted to continue cursing. He said that teaching his disciples was not just about martial arts, but more importantly, the principles of being a human being.
"Yes, master..."
Mo Shenggu felt a little aggrieved, but he didn't dare to question Zhang Sanfeng's words at all.
Master Kong Xing from Shaolin Temple was interrupted by Zhang Sanfeng before he could get angry and curse back. He could only glare at Mo Shenggu with hatred.
Master Kongwen wanted to speak up to smooth things over at this time, but he saw Zhang Sanfeng suddenly stand up.
"I am a little tired after sitting for a whole day. Master Kongzhi is in this mood. How can I not risk my life to accompany him?"
Zhang Sanfeng spoke without changing his expression.
In order to allow Yu Daying to heal his injuries as soon as possible, Zhang Sanfeng was actually prepared to take action himself.
At this time, all the guests were in an uproar. No one expected that the hundred-year-old Master Zhang was actually going to fight with Master Kongzhi. Even Master Kongzhi, who was the instigator, was a little nervous.
Master Zhang of Wudang has been famous for seventy years. Almost all those who have fought with him or seen him fight are no longer alive. The only things circulating in the world are the various miraculous deeds of Master Zhang, and he has almost been made into a deity.
No one knows how high Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts skills are now. Master Kongzhi dared to challenge him before, but he was bullying Zhang Sanfeng because he was over a hundred years old. Even if he had great martial arts skills, he would not have enough energy.
But now it seems that this Master Zhang has a ruddy complexion, almost like that of a child, and does not look at all like a centenarian. I'm afraid it is really as rumored in the martial arts world, that his martial arts skills have reached the highest level and he can regain youth.
For a moment, Master Kongzhi was in a dilemma. He wanted to take action, but when he thought about the other person's nearly a hundred years of skills, he felt a little scared.
There happened to be three monks of the Du generation in Shaolin Temple, and Master Kongzhi had the good fortune to have been instructed by them. He knew very well how unfathomable the martial arts of those three were.
The monks with the surname Du were still junior in front of Zhang Sanfeng. When Master Zhang was dominating the world, those three were still young monks chanting Buddha's name in Shaolin Temple.
"Master, you absolutely cannot do that!"
"Yes, Master, let me and others do it for you!"
"No matter how many mistakes I make, they are all my fault. How can I let the master take action for me?"
……
Fortunately, Song Yuanqiao and others stopped Zhang Sanfeng at the critical moment. No matter how powerful Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts were, they were afraid that something might happen to their master of this age.
"Everyone, I haven't finished speaking justice here!"
And at this moment, Borsalino stood up again.
With his previous record of knocking out the leader of the Giant Whale Gang from a distance, the guests in the hall were now willing to give Borsalino some face and were ready to listen to what he wanted to say in fairness.
However, if this tall man favors the Wudang Clan, they will not turn a blind eye.
"Mr. Bo, please go on..."
Song Yuanqiao spoke gently. This Mr. Bo was the one who placed his hopes on the recovery of his Third Junior Brother. Even if he really said something unpleasant, as long as it did not involve the Master, the Seven Heroes of Wudang would try their best to be patient.
"First of all, I think everyone should agree that Xie Xun deserved to die, right?"
Although Borsalino claimed that he wanted to speak "fair words", it would be too unfair to his naval career over the past few decades if he really went against his conscience and said that Xie Xun's murder was justifiable.
Even in the world of pirates, there is absolutely no possibility of redemption for Xie Xun, who has killed countless people. When he was at his most crazy, Xie Xun would kill entire families and would not even spare newborn babies.
"No comment!"
"Mr. Bo is right!"
"This evil villain Xie Xun should have died long ago!"
……
The guests who were worried that Borsalino would favor the Wu-Tang Clan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and many even began to agree with Borsalino.
Zhang Cuishan, who failed in his suicide attempt and was controlled by several fellow disciples, wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to defend his brothers.
If he had not become sworn brothers with Xie Xun by chance and had not known the truth that Xie Xun's entire family was killed by his master Cheng Kun, Zhang Cuishan would probably have felt that Xie Xun deserved to die.
"Zhang Cuishan's protection of Xie Xun is also a heinous crime. I think everyone should have no objection, right?"
Borsalino then spoke slowly.
Now the Seven Heroes of Wudang were a little uneasy, but fortunately the eldest brother Song Yuanqiao was calm enough and promptly restrained several brothers who wanted to protest.
Mr. Bo is someone the master knows, and haven’t you seen that the master has not refuted what Mr. Bo said until now?
"Okay! Well said!"
"If Zhang Wuxia continues to protect the great villain Xie Xun, we will never let it go no matter what we say!"
"If you refuse to reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts, please ask the Wudang Sect to hand over Zhang Wuxia!"
……
The guests were beginning to like Borsalino more and more; it seemed that Mr. Borsalino was really on their side.
"Xie Xun has deep blood feuds with many of the people present here, but there is a hatred in this world that is deeper than a blood feud, and that is national hatred!"
Borsalino quietly revealed a slightly sinister smile. Only moral kidnapping can defeat moral kidnapping. Although many of the guests present had grudges against Xie Xun, more of them came for the Dragon Slaying Sword on Xie Xun.
Otherwise, even the cruel and murderous Golden Lion King would not be able to turn the six major sects and even most of the martial arts world into his enemies. Since these martial artists wanted to use moral kidnapping to force Zhang Cuishan to hand over Xie Xun, then Borsalino could naturally use a higher level of moral kidnapping to force them to give up hunting down Xie Xun.
Of course, the premise is that Xie Xun is really willing to sacrifice himself in rebellion, otherwise there would be no reason to shut up those enemies.
The guests in the hall looked at each other.
No one expected that Mr. Bo, who had just been on their side, would suddenly bring up some national hatred, and the more he talked, the more frightening it became.
Borsalino first listed the brutal acts of massacres committed by the Mongols when they marched south, and then lamented how difficult life was for the Southern Song survivors under the rule of the Mongols. Under the four-class system, the Southern Song survivors were the lowest-status group in the Yuan Dynasty, and the Mongols only had to compensate them with an animal if they killed the Southern Song survivors.
And this is only in theory. Most of the time, when they were killed by Mongolian soldiers, they had no place to complain. Even those who were present were martial artists.
Finally, Borsalino mentioned the 100,000 soldiers and civilians who jumped into the sea in the Battle of Yashan, and Wen Tianxiang who refused to surrender even when he died. After his passionate speech, even the most dull-witted person realized what he was going to say next.
Many people even showed fear on their faces. Although there has always been a subtle anti-Yuan trend in the martial arts world, apart from the evil Ming Cult, who else would dare to openly declare a rebellion?
"... Zhang Cuishan, you now have two choices: tell us the whereabouts of Xie Xun, or let Xie Xun join the anti-Yuan cause and use national hatred to wash away the family hatred he has committed!"
Borsalino's true intentions were exposed after he said this. Zhang Cuishan, who had been taught by Zhang Sanfeng and disliked the Mongols, had no hesitation at all.
"I am willing to persuade my brother to use national hatred to wash away family hatred! And I am also willing to devote myself to the anti-Yuan cause and do my part for the people of the world!"
Zhang Cuishan said loudly with gratitude on his face that Borsalino's words perfectly solved the most difficult problem he had always had, and also brought a miracle doctor who could cure his third brother's injury.
Based on Zhang Cuishan's understanding of Yu Daying, if the injuries that have tormented him for many years could be healed, he would most likely choose to forgive Yin Susu.
In the final analysis, although Yin Susu was the culprit who caused Yu Daying to end up in this situation, she was not the one who actually hurt him.
"This... How can this be..."
"If Xie Xun rebels, should we still seek revenge on him?"
"Xie Xun is a wicked villain with a violent and violent nature. How can Mr. Bo guarantee that he will definitely overthrow the Yuan court?"
……
The guests in the hall were also in a dilemma at this time. There might be fools among them, but it was impossible for all of them to be fools.
Borsalino's blatant moral kidnapping was so destructive that even those who hated Xie Xun the most were more or less hesitant.
The most important thing in the martial arts world is reputation. People in the martial arts world may not rebel, but if they go to seek revenge against the rebels, they will inevitably be regarded as the court's lackeys.
Therefore, smart people immediately took the initiative to raise questions. If Xie Xun pretended to rebel but continued to be at large, someone had to stand up and take responsibility, right?
"I am willing to guarantee for my brother! If my brother Xie Xun and I do anything that goes against the great cause of the anti-Yuan Dynasty, I am willing to be cut into pieces!"
Without waiting for Borsalino to speak, Zhang Cuishan spoke loudly and decisively.
He could no longer think of any better solution than Borsalino's proposal. If he didn't take the opportunity to settle the matter, he didn't know what kind of twists and turns would arise in the future.
"Fifth brother..."
Yin Susu, who had already chased into the hall, saw Zhang Cuishan make a promise and burst into tears. However, these were tears of joy. The relationship between her and Zhang Cuishan was finally preserved.
'Clang!'
At this moment, the sound of breaking metal was suddenly heard in the hall, and a young man with a complicated expression walked out from the guests, holding a broken knife in his hand.
The previous dynasty had only been fallen for a few decades, and some of the people present could even be considered survivors of the previous dynasty. In addition, the Mongols were extremely brutal, so Borsalino's words moved many people.
"Zhang Cuishan! The evil villain Xie Xun wiped out my brother's entire family. I only regret that my martial arts skills are too low to avenge my brother personally. If I learn one day that the evil villain Xie Xun broke the promise today, I will kill you even if I go to the underworld! If you break this oath, I will kill you with my sword!"
The young man threw the broken knife in front of Zhang Cuishan, looked at him deeply, and turned away.
Soon after, many people followed suit, breaking their weapons and throwing them in front of Zhang Cuishan. In the face of the interests of their country and family, they temporarily gave up their revenge on Xie Xun.
However, as long as they find out that Xie Xun has violated the agreement, the hatred will be transferred to Zhang Cuishan or even the Wudang Sect.
In the blink of an eye, one third of the guests in the hall had left. Except for a very small number of people who were really unwilling to leave, most of the remaining ones were speculators who had their eyes on the Dragon Slaying Sword.
(End of this chapter)