Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

Chapter 202 The Intentions of the Three Envoys of the Sun, Moon and Stars at the Persian Ming Cult Headquarters
"An envoy of the Persian Ming Cult!"

As Dai Qisi finished speaking, Xiao Zhao's expression shifted slightly, which was consistent with her previous guess.

Her mother was truly harmed by the Persian Ming Cult!
"It really is just as Xiao Zhao guessed!" Zhu'er exclaimed in surprise, not expecting that Xiao Zhao had actually guessed correctly.

"Mother, have the Persians come to Ling Snake Island? And how did you escape?" Xiao Zhao asked curiously.

Judging from her assessment of the strength of the Persian Ming Cult envoy, her mother's strength should make it very difficult for her to escape.

Dai Qisi shook her head slightly, her eyes filled with complex emotions. She sighed and said:

"The Persian Ming Cult's envoys did not seek out Ling Snake Island, but rather Ice and Fire Island!"

"Icefire Island?! Isn't that the island where my godfather lives?! Senior Dragon King, how is my godfather?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wuji was immediately startled.

Unexpectedly, the envoys of the Persian Ming Cult came to Ice and Fire Island.

"Brother Wuji, don't panic. Let my master explain slowly," Zhu'er said softly, pulling Zhang Wuji along.

"After I found the location of Icefire Island, I wanted to borrow the Dragon Slayer Saber from Brother Xie, but Brother Xie refused, so we started fighting."

At that time, after the appearance of the three messengers of the Sun, Moon and Star from the Persian Ming Cult headquarters, Xie Sange and I stopped fighting.

The three envoys of the Sun, Moon, and Stars were trying to capture me, but at the crucial moment, Brother Xie intervened and gave me a chance to escape.

So, I escaped from Icefire Island all the way to the Central Plains, where I finally fell unconscious.

As Dai Qisi spoke, her face full of shame, she said, "If it weren't for Brother Xie doing his best to stop the three envoys of the Sun, Moon and Stars, I'm afraid I would have had a hard time escaping."

"Then my godfather has been captured by those Three Envoys of the Sun, Moon and Stars?! His fate is unknown?!" Zhang Wuji asked, very agitated, as he was deeply worried about Xie Xun's situation.

"Young Master Zhang, the Three Envoys of the Sun, Moon and Stars should not kill Brother Xie. The three of them are highly skilled, all of them are at the level of Innate Grandmaster."

If he really wanted to kill me, Brother Xie wouldn't be able to stop him at all, and I would have a very hard time escaping either.

Daisy comforted her.

The three envoys of the Sun, Moon and Stars did not take the battle seriously at all; it was all just a playful act.

Otherwise, with her and Xie Xun's martial arts skills, they would never be able to contend with a Grandmaster-level expert.

Zhang Wuji frowned deeply, forcing himself to calm down, and asked, "What exactly is their purpose?"

"They've come for the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, and to regain control of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains!"

Dai Qisi said.

"They actually dare to dream of taking back control of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains! These Persians are utterly ridiculous!" Zhu'er couldn't help but say.

It should be noted that the Ming Cult in the Central Plains had developed for many years and had long since separated from the Ming Cult in Persia, forming its own sect with different doctrines.

Now, the Persian Ming Cult actually wants to subdue the Central Plains Ming Cult.

It’s simply whimsical!

"So, Mother, your escape was probably orchestrated by the Three Envoys of the Sun, Moon, and Stars!"

Xiao Zhao said that she could sense the other party's arrogance and contempt for the Ming Cult of the Central Plains.

The other party came as the head of the sect, considering himself superior and completely disregarding the Ming Cult of the Central Plains.

Letting Dai Qisi go after she was seriously injured but not killed was a way of showing force to the Ming Cult in the Central Plains!

After all, Dai Qisi was once the Purple-Robed Dragon King, one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult.

Even though they had broken away, their relationship with the Ming Cult was not so easily severed.

Xiao Zhao shared her speculation, and Dai Qisi nodded, saying, "What you said makes sense."

"Brother Wuji, you should go and tell the leader about this quickly," Zhu'er said to Zhang Wuji.

"Ok!"

Zhang Wuji nodded. Regardless of the intentions of the Sun, Moon, and Star Envoys, he was determined to rescue his adoptive father.

But before that, he must inform his master about this matter.

After all, this matter concerns the Ming Cult of the Central Plains and the Ming Cult of Persia!
In a courtyard, Xu Qing and Zhang Laodao sat facing each other in a stone pavilion, enjoying themselves immensely as they played chess.

Yang Xiao stood aside and said with a smile, "Master, our Ming Cult army has now conquered several major cities with great momentum. The Yuan army is fleeing at the mere sight of us!"

Xu Qing, holding the black piece, smiled faintly and placed it on a spot on the chessboard, nodding slightly.

Old Zhang sighed, “The Mongol army was once so powerful, but in just a few decades it has declined to this state.”

He had witnessed the might and strength of the Mongol army when it defeated the Song Dynasty; they were truly invincible and extremely difficult to stop.

Even a master of innate cultivation, if caught in the charge of such cavalry, would have no choice but to flee, unable to fight back.

But the Mongol soldiers of today have long lost their former might. "They are ultimately barbarians, with too shallow a foundation. They can only be strong for a short time, not for long!" Xu Qing shook his head.

The Yuan Dynasty has only lasted for eighty or ninety years.

However, it had already declined, and the entire dynasty, from top to bottom, was only concerned with pleasure and had lost its former fighting power.

Under such circumstances, how could they possibly withstand the massive counterattack from the Han people, who had been harboring anger and hatred for many years?

Moreover, the Ming Cult is now powerful and influential, and Xu Qing is known as the number one person in the world.

The majority of Han people in the world are going to be excited. After all, with the number one person in the world as their leader, taking the lead in the counterattack, if they still don't dare to resist, then they would be too spineless and lack courage!
No one wants to be a slave forever. The Han people have been oppressed for so many years, and everyone is holding back their anger.

Now it has been completely ignited, and the declining Yuan Dynasty can hardly stop this momentum!

Unless someone can defeat Xu Qing and kill him, this momentum can be suppressed.

But that's simply impossible!
Da da da!
At this moment, Zhang Wuji arrived in a hurry.

"Master! The Purple-Robed Dragon King has awakened," she said.

Zhang Wuji simply repeated everything Dai Qisi had just said.

"Hmph, what Persian sect? My Central Plains Ming Cult doesn't recognize it!"

Yang Xiao was also listening nearby. After hearing it, he was extremely angry and snorted coldly.

"Master, that Persian envoy injured our Purple-Robed Dragon King, captured the Lion King, and came for our Great Shift of Heaven and Earth Divine Skill. Such arrogance must be annihilated!"

Yang Xiao said.

As for the three envoys, Sun, Moon and Star, their strength was that of a Grandmaster-level expert.

In the past, he would naturally have been extremely wary.

However, all three of them died at Xu Qing's hands, and were killed instantly without any effort.

Even if the Three Envoys of the Sun, Moon and Stars are strong, can they be stronger than the Three Elders of Shaolin?

Therefore, Yang Xiao was not afraid at all.

I firmly believe that with Xu Qing, the Ming Cult is invincible!

Moreover, even Zhang Sanfeng, the foremost figure in the righteous path, personally admitted that he was inferior to Xu Qing.

Therefore, Xu Qing's title as the number one person in the world is by no means an exaggeration!

It's the real deal!

"Persian Ming Cult..." Xu Qing murmured, his expression unchanged as he held the chess pieces.

While the Ming Cult did indeed originate in Persia, after many years of development, the Ming Cult in the Central Plains has long since diverged from the Ming Cult in Persia.

"Pass down the order to find out the location of the Persian envoy and tell them to have the three envoys of the Sun, Moon and Stars bring the Lion King safely to Bright Peak."

"If they want the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth and the power of the Ming Cult in the Central Plains, then they can come to Bright Peak and take it themselves. This leader is waiting for them!"

Xu Qing looked at Yang Xiao and gave the order.

"Yes, Master!" Yang Xiao bowed and then withdrew.

"You don't need to worry too much about the Lion King's safety. Since they came for the Ming Cult, they won't easily kill the Lion King."

Xu Qing looked at his disciple and said.

In this situation, there is absolutely no need to seek out the three messengers of the sun, moon, and stars.

The other party is here for the Ming Cult; let them come as they please.

Zhang Wuji gradually calmed down and nodded.

"If you can't stay idle during this time, then deal with those Emei Sect people in Red Plum Manor."

Xu Qing said.

As news of his killing of the Three Elders spread throughout the land, the five major sects no longer dared to oppose the Ming Cult.

They are all preparing gold, silver, and weapons to exchange for the imprisoned members of the five major sects.

The Emei Sect is no exception.

As mentioned before, the Emei Sect was to be left to his disciples to handle.

The time is right, and it's time to send him there.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but think of Zhou Zhiruo. His eyes flickered slightly, but his expression didn't change much.

"Yes, Master, I will handle it well and will certainly not disappoint you!"

(End of this chapter)