I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

The three Persian envoys, who were at a disadvantage, fought more and more frantically, shouting repeatedly, and the others who came with them attacked Zhang Wuji and his companions.

However, compared to the three Persian envoys, these people were far inferior in martial arts. Not to mention Zhang Wuji, even Xie Xun and Granny Jin Hua couldn't handle them.

"This man's sword is too sharp. Let's go back and report the situation to the twelve Treasure Tree Kings before making a decision!"

The tallest of them, Liu Yun, used Persian to urge everyone to retreat. Song Qingshu naturally couldn't understand the string of words Liu Yun uttered, but he could clearly see that the other party intended to retreat.

With his left hand, he used the Heaven-Slaying Sword to block the combined attack of Liuyun and Miaofeng, who were trying to create distance between themselves, while with his right hand, he used the Dragon-Slaying Saber to slash fiercely at Huiyue Envoy.

The Radiant Moon Envoy was a beautiful woman with a full head of black hair, just like a Han Chinese, but her eyes were extremely pale, almost colorless.

Although she was highly skilled in martial arts, she was not very brave. With the help of the other two envoys, she was able to hold her own against Song Qingshu.

Just as he was about to retreat, Song Qingshu seized the opportunity to attack. Huiyue Envoy knew he was no match for him, but losing the Sacred Flame Token was a grave crime for the sect. Helpless, he could only try his best to withstand the attack.

However, the fierce Dragon-Slaying Blade suddenly changed from a sweeping motion to a sweeping motion, enveloping her entire body in a howling wind. The Moonlit Envoy was instantly plunged into an ice cellar, frozen in place, unable to move.

"stop!"

Seeing that Huiyue was doomed and unable to help, Liuyun Shi was so anxious that he could only shout out once.

The indestructible Dragon-Slaying Saber drew a semicircle in the air. The fierce strike that should have cut Huiyue Envoy in two across the chest disappeared without a trace, like the vast sea of ​​martial arts. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Qingshu rushed forward, snatched the Sacred Flame Token from Huiyue Envoy's hands, and used the hilt of the Dragon-Slaying Saber to strike her pressure points.

All these changes happened in the blink of an eye. Even experts like Granny Jin Hua could only see about 60-70% of it. Everyone else watched as Song Qingshu seized the order, feeling as if it were a magic trick, completely bewildered.

"Wuji, catch!"

With one of the three Persian envoys missing, the threat was greatly reduced. Song Qingshu stood beside the Radiant Moon Envoy, waving his hand to toss two Sacred Flame Tokens at Zhang Wuji, treating the two as if they were nothing.

"Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains, now possesses the Sacred Flame Token. Why don't you worship him?"

The Persian Ming Cult members exchanged glances. When they first appeared, they had intended to kill to establish their authority, but the imposing and menacing aura of the Chinese Ming Cult had vanished by the time they arrived.

"The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings of the Persian Grand Church will arrive shortly with a large army, along with warships and cannons. Your fishing boat on the beach has absolutely no chance of escaping!"

Although Liu Yunshi intended to intimidate Song Qingshu and the others, his words were not fabricated out of thin air. They were all pioneers of the Persian sect, but they never expected to encounter a master like Song Qingshu who was completely unexpected.

Zhao Min, being the quickest thinker, immediately guessed Song Qingshu's purpose in secretly arranging those five warships. She was too prescient to ask questions at the moment, but she wouldn't let him continue to be so arrogant.

"What's so great about the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings? If you don't want to be chopped down with the Dragon-Slaying Saber and burned as firewood by this Sect Leader Song, you'd better get out of the way!"

Seeing that Liu Yun was getting increasingly agitated, Miao Feng feared that the rest of his group would also be detained. If all six Sacred Flame Tokens fell into the enemy's hands, not only would the three envoys be implicated, but even the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings would be held accountable. "Sect Leader Song, please show mercy. The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings of the Persian Central Sect will indeed arrive soon. We will soon know how they intend to deal with the Ming Cult in the Central Plains."

Song Qingshu nodded slowly. He didn't want to start a massacre, otherwise, he would force both sides to fight to the death on this isolated island. Although he could protect himself, he was afraid that most of the people brought by Yu Tonghai would be lost.

“Master Zhang, King Xie, I cannot interfere in the internal affairs of the Ming Cult. You two need to explain things clearly to the Persian headquarters. However, if they are unreasonable, then let them come at me.”

Holding the two Sacred Flame Tokens that had been lost for a century by the Ming Cult in the Central Plains, Zhang Wuji suddenly remembered what Yang Xiao had said: that the Persian headquarters had made the Ming Cult in the Central Plains serve the Mongol court. He immediately abandoned his original plan to take over the position of leader.

"Senior Brother Song, I can't thank you enough!"

Zhang Wuji raised his head and said, "Although the Ming Cult in China originated from Persia, it has long been independent over the past few hundred years and has never been under the jurisdiction of the main cult."

"Let's take this opportunity to clarify the dispute between us. We'll set the meeting place at the shore where our ship is docked."

Xie Xun nodded in agreement, saying, "That makes sense. I have heard of the great name of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings of the General Teachings. I don't think they are the kind of people who would distort the truth or confuse right and wrong."

The situation on the field finally eased. Knowing that Huiyue was out of immediate danger, Miaofeng quickly pulled Liuyun down the mountain and headed towards the sea. The only option now was to wait for the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings to come and take charge.

The Persian sect members quickly left. Zhao Min first glanced at Song Qingshu with a smile, then said, "Granny Golden Flower, so you are actually the Purple-Robed Dragon King, the head of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, Purple, White, Gold, and Green. My apologies for my rudeness!"

Granny Jin Hua's identity had just been exposed by the three Persian envoys, and she could no longer hide it. She was originally a holy maiden sent by the Persian main sect to the Ming Cult in the Central Plains, named Dai Qisi. After being ordered to retrieve the lost "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth" divine skill of the main sect, she was to return and become the next leader of the sect.

The leader of the Grand Cult must be a virgin, but she betrayed the Ming Cult and married Han Qianye. Therefore, she has been hiding all these years. If she is discovered by the Grand Cult, she will face the cruel torture of being burned alive.

Xie Xun knew all of this clearly, but he didn't say it to her face. He sighed and said, "Madam Han, after so many years, the people from the main sect have finally come knocking on our door."

"However, with Sect Leader Zhang and Headmaster Song here, your life can be saved. As for our past grievances, they should be put to rest now."

In fact, Dai Qisi had already obtained the Qiankun Great Shift from Xiao Zhao, but knowing that her merits could not outweigh her faults, she set her sights on the Dragon-Slaying Saber in order to use the Central Plains martial arts world to fight against the Persian sect.

Her life had been quite bumpy, and she had no other attachments besides her daughter Xiao Zhao. At this moment, she did not want to accept Xie Xun's and Ming Cult's kindness, but when her eyes fell on Xiao Zhao, her heart softened, and she ultimately could not bring herself to refuse.

After a short rest, the group headed towards the sea. They found that the gunboat that Zhao Min had found was surrounded by more than a dozen large ships. The helmsmen and sailors, dressed as guards from the Prince of Ruyang's mansion, were on high alert. Although they were skilled in martial arts, they knew nothing about naval warfare.

On the largest ship, white sails were painted with red flames, and twelve large embroidered gold flags fluttered in the wind at the bow, perfectly aligned with the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings.

"The leader of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains, the Golden-haired Lion King, has heard this! Quickly hand over the Radiant Moon Envoy of the Grand Master, along with the traitor Dai Qisi."

"The Twelve Treasure Tree Kings will then pardon your offense and allow you to sail away." (End of Chapter)