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

The Persian headquarters intended to intimidate, with more than a dozen large ships forming a dark line. On the lead ship, the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings sat majestically, while their servants stood beside them, demanding in Chinese that everyone hand over the Radiant Moon Envoy and Dai Qisi.

Zhang Wuji and the others saw that the dark cannon muzzles were all pointed towards the shore. If a volley were fired, no human body could withstand it. Moreover, the bows of those ships were filled with Persians holding weapons, numbering in the hundreds or thousands, who could swarm on at any moment.

Having broken through the siege of the three Persian envoys, Song Qingshu knew that although their martial arts were strange, they were only the first three levels of the Qiankun Great Shift, just with different variations and applications. Now that Huiyue Envoy had been captured, they were no longer a threat.

"Thank you, Lion King, take this!"

"Xiao Zhao, take this sword!"

Dai Qisi, who was standing to the side, was unaware that Song Qingshu had already arranged for reinforcements. She thought that since he couldn't come up with a solution, he was going to fight the Persian Grand Master to the death.

"Xiao Zhao, come here, I want to say a few words to you."

Xiao Zhao was still worried about everyone's situation. Although Yu Tonghai had brought five ships, they were still outnumbered. Suddenly, Song Qingshu handed her the Heaven-Slaying Sword. In a flash, she had already vaguely figured out something.

"Young master is so insightful. Could it be that you already knew that Granny Golden Flower was actually the Purple-Robed Dragon King in disguise, and that you guessed my identity? That's why you've been protecting my mother so much for no apparent reason?"

Just as she was hesitating, Dai Qisi called out softly. Mother and daughter instincts kicked in, and Xiao Zhao walked over without thinking.

The Persian sect members, believing they had the upper hand, did not urge the others on. Song Qingshu, seeing sails appearing in the distance and knowing that Yu Tonghai was leading his men, remained equally calm and unhurried.

"Tell your mother honestly, have you developed feelings for that Song Qingshu?"

Xiao Zhao hadn't expected her mother to ask so directly, and two blushes immediately rose on her face. She lowered her head and said, "I am just Young Master Song's little maid, how could I dare to have any improper thoughts?"

Dai Qisi did not deliberately lower her voice when she spoke, and Zhao Min and the others heard her clearly. They were surprised and wondered how this ugly old woman could give birth to such a beautiful and delicate girl as Xiao Zhao.

Only Song Qingshu remained calm and composed. Zhao Min, observing his expression, knew that this was also within his expectations. While admiring him, she was also somewhat annoyed. What exactly was Xiao Zhao's advantage that made Song Qingshu care for her so much?

Dai Qisi asked a few more questions, but seeing that Xiao Zhao was too shy to speak, she switched to Persian. Xiao Zhao first shook her head, then answered in Persian as well.

The two spoke very quickly. Dai Qisi pointed at the large ships of the Persian headquarters and spoke sternly. Xiao Zhao wanted to say that Song Qingshu already had a way to deal with it, but she was afraid that the other party might hear it, so she just shook her head silently.

A moment later, Dai Qisi suddenly put her arm around Xiao Zhao's shoulder, gently comforted her, and then led her to Song Qingshu.

"Sect Leader Song, Sect Leader Zhang, Third Brother Xie."

As Dai Qisi spoke, she reached out and removed the mask and white hair from her face. The hunchbacked old woman instantly transformed into a beautiful woman with flowing black hair, almond-shaped eyes, and peach-blossom cheeks. Her features bore at least a six or seven-tenths resemblance to Xiao Zhao.

"The only way to save everyone's lives is to let Xiao Zhao replace me as the leader of the Persian sect. Please let me and Xiao Zhao go over and explain to the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings."

Xie Xun, equally unaware of the details, immediately exclaimed, "Madam Han, the entire Ming Cult in the Central Plains now rests on Wuji's shoulders, and Sect Leader Song has even saved your life. If you betray us to save your own life, you should know that heaven and earth will not tolerate it!"

"Thank you, Lion King, and Madam Han, please calm down."

Seeing the glistening tears in Xiao Zhao's big eyes, Song Qingshu reached out and gently wiped them away. "Although the Persian sect is coming with great force, they may not be able to do anything to us. If we engage in battle later, you should all use Huiyue Envoy as a hostage to protect yourselves. Wuji and I will capture the leader first."

Now was not the time for a detailed explanation. After giving a brief instruction, Song Qingshu began to explain the key points of the Persian martial arts to Zhang Wuji.

Having learned the Great Shift of the Universe, Zhang Wuji quickly grasped its secrets and nodded emphatically, saying, "I see, Senior Brother Song, please rest assured!"

Just then, someone on the Persian main ship suddenly shouted loudly. They must have spotted Yu Tonghai's fleet approaching rapidly. Three of the twelve Treasure Tree Kings who were sitting there jumped off the ship and attacked Song Qingshu's side.

The Wind Envoy and the Cloud Envoy followed closely behind, rushing towards Xie Xun, who was holding the Moon Envoy captive, clearly intending to take advantage of the chaos to rescue him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three cannon shots rang out on the sea, and the people on the shore clashed in close combat. A great battle was about to break out. The experts from the Ruyang Prince's Mansion brought by Zhao Min shouted and charged out to block the Persian main sect members.

At this moment, Song Qingshu no longer had the Dragon-Slaying Saber or the Heaven-Reliant Sword in his hands, but the three Treasure Tree Kings were also unarmed. Zhang Wuji used the Sacred Flame Token to entangle two of them, so that Song Qingshu could defeat them one by one as soon as possible.

Xie Xun and Dai Qisi stopped Miao Feng and Liu Yun, while Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min held the Yitian Sword to Hui Yue's neck, making the other party hesitant to take it by force.

The Treasure Tree King who fought Song Qingshu was even more skilled than the three Persian envoys. He was the Ever-Victorious Treasure Tree King, the number one in martial arts among the twelve Treasure Tree Kings of the Persian Central Sect. However, he was unexpectedly suppressed by the young man in front of him right away.

However, his martial arts were indeed extremely strange. He could use his head and even his buttocks as weapons to launch attacks. Even in the midst of a fierce battle, it made Song Qingshu both amused and exasperated.

"In order to win, the Hu people don't care whether their moves are shameful or not. But if this kind of martial art appeared in the Central Plains, even experts with a little status would probably be too ashamed to use it."

The Great Shift of the Universe and the Sacred Flame Token, both from the Persian headquarters, were introduced to the Central Plains. However, the Great Shift of the Universe became the Ming Cult's supreme martial art, while the martial arts on the Sacred Flame Token failed to be passed down. Perhaps this is the reason why.

After the initial probing, Song Qingshu quickly gained complete control over his opponent. Seeing that he was no match for him, Changsheng Baoshu Wang suddenly stepped forward and sat down on the ground, stretching his upper limbs forward to try to grab Song Qingshu's calves.

"Be careful, son!"

"careful!"

Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min had never seen such strange martial arts before, and they shouted in unison to be careful. Song Qingshu stood in an awkward posture, stepping on the Big Dipper constellation and flashing past in an instant. Then, he shot out two fingers in mid-air, striking two major acupoints of Changsheng Baoshu Wang almost simultaneously, making him unable to stand up.

"Junior Brother Wuji, go and help Lion King Xie!"

At this moment, Zhang Wuji, relying on his profound internal strength and the Qiankun Great Shift, fought to a standstill with the other two Treasure Tree Kings. After Song Qingshu succeeded, he immediately joined the battle and subdued the two in the blink of an eye.

Just as Song Qingshu and his men were making rapid progress, Yu Tonghai's warships had also gained a firm advantage.

Having experienced many battles, he discovered that the enemy had more troops than his own. So he used a feint, pretending to repair the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass. He openly sent ships to approach while secretly sending skilled men to infiltrate the sea and sink the enemy ships in the chaos.

"Surrender and you will not be killed!" (End of Chapter)