Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 162 Subordinate Wei Yixiao pays respects to the Sect Leader
"I...I'm all better?!"

Wei Yixiao felt an unparalleled smoothness in all his meridians, and the long-lost sense of comfort left him stunned.

He circulated his icy true energy and no longer felt the pain he had before.

The cold toxins that had accumulated in my meridians had completely disappeared.

"Hahaha, I'm cured! My cold poison is gone!"

Wei Yixiao was so excited that his face turned red.

Completely losing his image as a martial arts master, he danced around, more joyful and delighted than a child.

"I, Wei Yixiao, finally don't have to suck blood anymore! Finally, I don't have to!"

After his initial excitement, Wei Yixiao couldn't help but shed tears.

He wept with joy, having been rid of the illness that had tormented him for many years.

No one knew that he didn't like drinking human blood. It was only because he made a mistake in practicing the Frost Palm technique that he had to drink human blood to suppress the cold poison.

Now, his cold poison has been completely eliminated, and his damaged meridians have been fully healed. He can finally resume a normal life.

Pfft!
Wei Yixiao knelt heavily before Xu Qing, filled with gratitude, and said, "Thank you, senior, for allowing Wei Yixiao to be reborn and be a person again!"

"I will repay your kindness with my entire life!"

Xu Qing accepted the bow and nodded slightly.

He was well aware of Wei Yixiao's problem; he had no choice but to drink human blood.

However, in the future, he will need to integrate the Ming Cult's forces and overthrow the Yuan Dynasty, so his subordinates will naturally no longer be allowed to commit heinous acts of exploiting others.

This is one of the reasons why he stepped in to heal Wei Yixiao's injuries.

"Get up." Xu Qing raised his hand, releasing invisible true energy to help him up.

“Wei Yixiao, Senior Xu saved your life and gave you a new life. Since you want to repay his kindness, why not make Senior Xu the leader of the Ming Cult?”

Senior Xu possesses unparalleled martial arts skills and harbors the ambition to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty, which aligns perfectly with the doctrines of the Ming Cult. Now, he has come to rescue the Ming Cult from its siege.

What do you think of my suggestion?

At this moment, Zhu'er's eyes shifted slightly, and a sly smile appeared on her beautiful face as she spoke to Wei Yixiao.

She knew that Xu Qing and Zhang Wuji both wanted to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty, and that overthrowing a dynasty, even a declining one, required a large number of people.

If Xu Qing could take control of the Ming Cult, it would be a great help.

Upon hearing this, a hint of appreciation flashed in Xu Qing's eyes.

Zhu'er was indeed very clever, and he was becoming more and more satisfied with this prospective apprentice-in-law.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yixiao also showed a thoughtful expression.

The Ming Cult is now leaderless and fragmented. He would not accept anyone who wanted to take the position of leader.

That girl's suggestion is really good.

Senior Xu's martial arts skills are unparalleled, he must be a top master of the same level as the leader of the Yang Cult, and he has also been kind to me and has a heart to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty.

Thinking about it this way, Senior Xu is truly the best candidate for the position of leader of our Ming Cult.

If Senior Xu were to lead the Ming Cult, they would surely be able to defeat the siege of the six major sects in one fell swoop, and there would even be hope of overthrowing the Yuan Dynasty.

These thoughts flashed through Wei Yixiao's mind instantly, and his eyes lit up.

"You're right, girl!"

Having said that, Wei Yixiao bowed to Xu Qing again, with utmost respect and sincerity, and said:
"Wei Yixiao humbly requests that Senior Xu assume the position of leader of our Ming Cult, integrate our Ming Cult's forces, overthrow the tyrannical Yuan dynasty in one fell swoop, recover the Central Plains, and establish a new Han dynasty!"

Xu Qing's eyes flickered slightly. Without any pretense of modesty, he nodded directly and said, "Alright, I accept the position of leader of the Ming Cult."

He had always desired the position of leader and needed the power of the Ming Cult in order to resist the tyrannical Yuan Dynasty.

At a time like this, there's no need to be reserved.

Making your stance clear directly is more genuine.

Upon seeing this, Wei Yixiao couldn't contain his joy and quickly bowed, saying, "Your subordinate, Wei Yixiao, greets the Sect Leader!" Xu Qing reached out to help him up, saying, "Please rise, Bat King Wei."

"Master, after I bring you back to Bright Peak, I will do my best to persuade the others in the sect to respect you."

Wei Yixiao patted his chest and said that the matter of electing a leader could not be accomplished by him alone.

It requires the approval of all the elders within the church to be valid.

Xu Qing nodded slightly. With the help of the Green-Winged Bat King, it would be much easier for him to become the leader of the Ming Cult.

"Wei Fu Wang, since you have already appointed Senior Xu as the leader of the sect, why don't you also elect my brother Wuji as the holy son of the sect?"

Wuji is the adopted son of Xie Xun, the Golden-Haired Lion King, and also a disciple of Senior Xu. Shouldn't he be qualified to assume the position of Holy Son?

At this moment, Zhu'er spoke again, pushing Zhang Wuji forward.

"Zhu'er?!" Zhang Wuji was surprised, not expecting Zhu'er to make such a suggestion.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yixiao sized up Zhang Wuji and could vaguely sense that Zhang Wuji's aura was not weak. He nodded slightly.
"Indeed, since Young Hero Zhang is a disciple of the sect leader and the adopted son of the Lion King, he is indeed qualified to be the Holy Son of our Ming Cult!"

“How can this be? Wuji has no merit whatsoever, how can he be entrusted with such an important task?” Zhang Wuji quickly shook his head.

"This... Master, what do you think?"

Wei Yixiao was surprised that Zhang Wuji would refuse, and was unsure how to handle the situation, so he looked to Xu Qing.

"Let's leave this matter aside for now. We'll discuss it again once I've truly assumed the position of leader."

Xu Qing waved his hand slightly. He knew in his heart that the disciple's reason for refusing was not just that he had no merit to deserve the reward.

It's estimated that he was still concerned about his identity as a Wudang disciple and didn't want to join the Ming Cult, so as not to make things difficult for Master Zhang of the Wudang Sect.

"Yes, everything depends on the leader." Wei Yixiao nodded.

"Master, let me lead the way. My Ming Cult's Five Elements Banner has set up a great formation on the road to Bright Peak."

To avoid accidentally triggering the arrangements made by the Five Elements Flags, we will bypass them.

Wei Yixiao said.

The news that the six major sects intended to wipe out the Ming Cult had already spread to many places several months ago.

The Ming Cult was in disarray, but it also knew the situation was serious.

During this period, many forces within the sect consolidated their power and began setting up formations and traps, preparing for battle.

After all, they are the six most powerful sects in the martial arts world. Even though the Ming Cult is powerful, it must be dealt with with care.

Moreover, with the Ming Cult leaderless, this matter cannot be taken lightly.

Prior to this, he believed that the Ming Cult had reached a critical juncture of life and death.

But now that he has met Xu Qing, such a powerful expert who is willing to help the Ming Cult, he no longer needs to worry too much.

Xu Qing nodded slightly, letting Wei Yixiao lead the way.

The white ape, carrying the Heaven-Slaying Sword, followed closely behind Xu Qing.

Zhu'er and Zhang Wuji followed behind.

Zhu'er was a little annoyed. She lightly punched Zhang Wuji and whispered, "Brother Wuji, why did you refuse so stupidly?"
Don't you know the status of the Holy Son? He's a candidate for the position of leader of the Church.

Zhang Wuji shook his head and laughed, "I don't want to be a Holy Son, and I certainly don't want to become the leader of the sect in the future."

"I just want to help my master overthrow the Yuan Dynasty and avenge my parents, and then I'll live a good life."

He was an unambitious man. If it weren't for the deep-seated hatred he carried and the many favors he received from Xu Qing as his master.

Given his personality, he would never fight for the world.

Seeing this, Zhu'er said nothing more.

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(End of this chapter)