Chapter 214: Flattery
Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously, "Brother Xin, why are you so reluctant to join the Ming Cult?"

Xin Zhen smiled but did not answer. He thought to himself, after Zhu Yuanzhang gained control of the country, he brutally suppressed the Ming Cult. If he had joined the Ming Cult, wouldn't he have been the first to bear the brunt of the attack? Knowing this, why should he go to such trouble?

When Zhou Zhiruo saw that Xin Zhen did not answer, she knew that there must be a reason that she did not know, so she stopped asking and focused on getting on with her journey.

However, Master Miejue and others separated from the Wudang Sect and rushed to Guangmingding. Just as they were on their way, a blue firework suddenly shot up into the sky in front of them.

Nun Miejue said: "There must be people of the same path fighting against the demons of the Demon Cult. Quickly go and help them."

The group immediately quickened their pace and rushed to a nearby place, where they saw three people besieging one person. The three were all dressed as servants and held single swords. Although they were dressed as servants, their attacks were as ruthless as those of first-rate masters.

Three men surrounded a scholar in blue. The scholar was struggling and was already at a disadvantage, but his long sword was guarding the door very tightly.

On the left side, there were six men standing, with red flames embroidered on their robes. They were obviously members of the Demon Cult.

When the six people saw that there were more people from Emei Sect, a short and fat man took out a big yellow flag and waved it. The other five people also took out flags and waved them, and slowly retreated. When the people from Emei Sect saw that they were about to run, two male disciples chased after them, but they were caught on fire when the flag hit them, which immediately scared the rest of the people who were chasing them.

Miejue wanted to chase after him with the sword, but as soon as he moved, he felt a tightness in his chest and wanted to vomit. He knew that he had serious internal injuries, so he immediately said, "Hurry up and save him, don't chase him!"

The three servants immediately gave up attacking the scholar in green and turned around to flee.

The green-clothed scholar hurried over to pay his respects to Nun Miejue, took three steps forward and knelt down, saying, "Song Qingshu of Wudang pays his respects to all the Nun Masters and Uncle Masters."

Jingxuan and others even said they dared not, because Zhang Sanfeng was too senior, and Song Qingshu was also not low, so they naturally did not dare to accept Song Qingshu's gift.

Nun Miejue snorted coldly.

But when they saw Song Qingshu's face, everyone couldn't help but cheer secretly: "What a beautiful boy!"

But seeing Song Qingshu's delicate features and handsome appearance with a hint of dignified bearing, one would naturally be impressed at first sight.

Miejue was unhappy to meet Song Qingshu here, but she couldn't let Song Qingshu go alone, so she had to take him with her.

During the night break, Song Qingshu respectfully walked in front of Nun Miejue and bowed, saying, "Excuse me for disturbing you, Senior. I have a humble request."

Nun Miejue said coldly: "Since it is an unreasonable request, there is no need to say it."

Song Qingshu bowed respectfully and said yes.

Everyone was curious about what he wanted to ask, so Ding Minjun went over and asked, "Brother Song, what do you want to ask my master for?"

Song Qingshu said, "When my father taught me swordsmanship, he said that the swordsmanship of the time was divine, and he considered our master the best, followed by the head of the Emei Sect, Nun Miejue..."

Song Qingshu wanted to flatter Miejue, so he spoke a little louder. He was talking excitedly when suddenly Nun Miejue shouted angrily, "Nonsense!"

Song Qingshu was startled. He didn't know why the techniques that always worked for him were no longer effective. He was immediately very surprised.

He looked at Ding Minjun, only to see that she was terrified. Song Qingshu felt confused, not knowing what had happened.

But he didn't know that Miejue had been broken twice in a row by Xin Zhen's hands, but now he was so stubborn and licking her. In Miejue's view, wasn't this a mockery of her in person?

Song Qingshu looked confused and still looked bewildered until he was kicked out of the team.

It was not until he reunited with the Wudang Sect that Yin Liting told him about Xin Zhen's defeat of Miejue that Song Qingshu finally understood a little, but he was still a little puzzled and asked, "I praised Nun Miejue's swordsmanship, but she was defeated by Zhou Yan's fists with her palm skills. Isn't that a big deal?" Zhang Wuji suddenly said, "Seven or eight years ago, Brother Zhou stole Nun Miejue's Heavenly Sword. I guess Nun Miejue must have used every trick she had."

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth in hatred when he heard this. This Zhou Yan was really...really...really annoying!

Just when Song Qingshu was filled with hatred, Xin Zhen and Zhou Zhiruo had already arrived at the foot of Guangmingding Mountain, where they were stopped by the Tianzimen sect of the Ming Cult. The Tianzimen sect members were subordinates of the Left Envoy Yang Xiao. Yang Xiao was not alone, as he had four sects under his command: heaven, earth, wind and thunder. This was why Yang Xiao was able to preside over the affairs of the sect.

Xin Zhen bowed and smiled, "Please inform the Left Envoy that Zhou Yan and Zhou Zhiruo want to see you."

Before the leader could ask more questions, one of his subordinates recognized Xin Zhen and Zhou Zhiruo and said happily, "These are Divine Doctors Xin and Zhou from the Hanshui Jimin Clinic."

The leader was delighted when he heard this: "So you two are miracle doctors. That's great! With your arrival, our injured brothers can be saved!"

Xin Zhen nodded and said, "Please inform the Left Envoy as soon as possible."

The leader immediately sent someone up to report, and after a while, several people came down quickly. Xin Zhen laughed when he saw them. One of the two in the lead was Ji Xiaofu, and the other was jumping around with a look of joy on her face. She was a bright girl. She looked like Ji Xiaofu, so there was no need to ask, she must be Yang Buhui.

When Yang Buhui saw Xin Zhen, she shouted with joy, "Brother Zhou, you're here!"

As he spoke, he rushed towards Xin Zhen. Zhou Zhiruo snorted and stood in front of Xin Zhen. Yang Buhui stopped, looked at Zhou Zhiruo, and said with a smile: "Sister Zhou, you are here too."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "Little sister Buhui, how are you?"

Ji Xiaofu and Xin Zhen bowed and said, "Brother Zhou, you are here."

Xin Zhen smiled and bowed, "Miss Ji, Miss Yang."

Yang Buhui pouted and said, "Brother Zhou, please stop calling me Sister Buhui."

Xin Zhen smiled inwardly, thinking, Zhiruo is here, if I call you like that, she will be jealous, so he said, "Buhui is a grown-up girl now, so she should be called Miss Yang."

Yang Buhui pouted and said, "But I still want you to call me Sister Buhui."

The members of the Tianzi Sect were all trying to hold back their laughter, thinking that Yang Zuo Shi's son-in-law had arrived.

Ji Xiaofu scolded: "You are already a grown-up girl, but you still act like a child."

Xin Zhen quickly changed the subject and asked, "Is Yang Zuo Shi on the Bright Summit?"

Ji Xiaofu nodded and said, "King Wei Fa and the five scattered people arrived earlier and are now discussing matters upstairs."

Xin Zhen's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately said: "Miss Ji, can you take us up immediately!"

Ji Xiaofu looked at Xin Zhen's expression and was also surprised and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xin Zhen said: "There is no time to say more, Miss Ji, please lead the way quickly."

Because Xin Zhen had saved her and her mother, Ji Xiaofu trusted him very much. Seeing Xin Zhen's expression, she knew something important must be going on, so she immediately led the way and said, "Follow me quickly."

(End of this chapter)