In Emei, start by obtaining golden attributes.

Chapter 350 The Value of Being the Number One Martial Arts Master

As everyone's gaze turned to the outside of the main hall, several figures slowly crossed the threshold and entered the hall as if on a picnic.

Of the two leaders, Zhu Wushi was dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe, wearing a jade crown. His face was solemn and dignified, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light as he looked around, exuding the aura of a powerful ruler.

Walking alongside him was an extremely robust and imposing figure, dressed in a dark black robe with gold trim from an exotic land. His long black hair was loose, his face was ancient and rugged like a rock carving, and his eyes were as deep as the night sky, with a strange, magical light flowing within them.

It was none other than the demonic master Pang Ban, who had his arm severed and escaped from Gu Shaoan's hands last year.

The moment Gu Shaoan's gaze fell on Pang Ban, he immediately noticed Pang Ban's left shoulder.

Logically speaking, there should have been an empty sleeve, but there was an arm inside.

"Did you get a new arm?"

Pang Ban's severed arm is still buried in the soil of the Emei Sect.

So, Pang Ban's left arm can only be described as being attached using someone else's arm.

There are not many doctors in the world skilled enough to transplant an arm. Besides Gu Shaoan, there are other doctors, such as Ping Yizhi, the murderous doctor from the Sun Moon Cult. Although his medical skills are still considered advanced by Gu Shaoan, he is already capable of transplanting hearts.

In this aspect of medical skills alone, he's not far from being a master.

Within the Great Yuan Dynasty, finding a doctor capable of replacing Pang Ban's severed arm with a new one was not difficult.

Besides the severed arm, what Gu Shaoan was more concerned about was the aura emanating from Pang Ban at this moment.

Compared to his time at the Emei Sect last year, Pang Ban's aura is now more domineering and pure.

Furthermore, Gu Shaoan could clearly sense a faint aura of heaven and earth surrounding Pang Ban.

This made Gu Shaoan curious about what level of strength Pang Ban had reached after mastering the "Dao Xin Seed Demon Technique".

Inside the main hall, behind Zhu Wushi and Pang Ban were several attendants with cold and gloomy auras and different attire.

Judging from their attire and aura, they should be from the Demon Master's Palace.

Just after Pang Ban and the others entered the main hall, a series of footsteps quickly approached from afar, reaching the entrance.

However, they were thousands of archers dressed in black, close-fitting outfits.

Upon reaching the gate, the archers simultaneously drew their bows and aimed at the Wudang disciples in the main hall.

The arrowhead, illuminated by the lantern and candlelight, did not gleam with the cold light of ordinary metal, but rather with a faint, unsettling deep purple hue, clearly indicating that it had been coated with deadly poison.

The Wudang disciples inside the hall were in an uproar. Many of them instinctively gripped their weapons and moved closer to the center, protecting the injured Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, and others in the middle.

Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and the others forcibly suppressed their injuries and anger, quickly exchanged glances, and secretly adjusted their breathing.

On the rooftop, Gu Shaoan looked at Gongzi Yu and transmitted his voice through his internal energy, saying, "You've allowed the Yuan Kingdom's troops to enter the Wei Kingdom twice in a row! Aren't you worried that if a war breaks out, the Sui Kingdom might take advantage of the situation?"

Although the three kingdoms of Wei, Yuan, and Sui did not prohibit martial artists from traveling between their respective countries, they were not so lenient as to allow troops from other countries to freely enter their own territories.

Previously, troops from the Yuan Dynasty had disguised themselves and climbed to the top of Bright Peak, and this time, troops from the Yuan Dynasty have also climbed Wudang Mountain.

Once the news of the Yuan Dynasty's two invasions of the Wei Kingdom was confirmed, the outcome was predictable.

Therefore, both times the Yuan Dynasty's troops disguised themselves and infiltrated the Wei Dynasty, it was with the secret approval of Prince Yu.

Its purpose, of course, is to use these two invasions by the Yuan Dynasty's troops as an opportunity to hold the Yuan Dynasty accountable in the future, or even to launch a military campaign against the Yuan Dynasty.

Upon hearing this, Gongzi Yu chuckled and looked at Gu Shaoan, saying, "You can deduce my future plans from such a small matter. It's a pity that Young Master Gu is not a member of the imperial court, otherwise, he would surely be able to be ennobled as a king and prime minister in the future."

Finally, Gongzi Yu changed the subject, saying, "As for the Great Sui Kingdom, it is currently too busy to take care of itself and does not pose any threat."

Gongzi Yu's words can be seen as a tacit admission of his next plan.

Gu Shaoan narrowed his eyes slightly at this, but did not say anything further.

What follows is the struggle between the courts of the two countries.

Gu Shaoan's identity was merely that of a martial arts practitioner, and given the conflict between the two countries, it was inconvenient for him to say too much.

He immediately lowered his eyes and focused his attention back on the Zhenwu Hall below.

At the same time, Zhu Wushi stopped and glanced at the scene inside the hall. His gaze lingered for a moment on Zhang Sanfeng, whose face was ashen, whose mouth was bloody, and whose breathing was obviously unsteady. A barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips as he spoke first.

"I apologize for disturbing you so late at night and for disturbing Master Zhang. I hope Master Zhang will not take offense."

Pang Ban didn't speak, but stared at Zhang Sanfeng with his purple eyes, his gaze seemingly filled with excitement, yet also with apprehension.

A few breaths later, Pang Ban spoke first, "As expected of the number one martial artist in the Great Wei Kingdom, if an ordinary martial artist were poisoned by the Seven Star Rose, one of the ten great poisons, even a martial artist who has condensed his Yuan Qi into Gang would die within ten breaths. Yet Master Zhang was able to make a move while poisoned. It seems that Master Zhang is indeed as my master said, and he has probably already stepped into the realm above the Celestial Realm."

Gu Santong, standing on the rooftop, changed his expression slightly and couldn't help but transmit his voice, "The Seven Star Rose is extremely poisonous. It is said that there is no antidote for this poison. Master Zhang has been poisoned by this. Will he suffer a serious injury?"

Gu Shaoan responded calmly using telepathy: "All things in the world are interconnected and mutually restraining. Every poison has an antidote. The so-called incurable poison either means that an antidote has not yet been developed, or that the poisoners are deliberately keeping quiet about it."

"Moreover, Young Master Yu is not stupid. Master Zhang will be of great use in the future, so it is impossible for him to get into trouble."

Upon hearing this, Gu Santong's expression softened slightly.

After a moment of contemplation, he asked curiously, "But I didn't see anyone poison him just now. If they poisoned Song Yuanqiao, why were the other people who came into contact with Song Yuanqiao unharmed, while only Zhang Sanfeng was poisoned?"

Gu Shaoan said, "What's in Sect Leader Song's body isn't the poison of the Seven Star Rose. Otherwise, with Sect Leader Song's skill, he would have already been poisoned and wouldn't have been able to hold on until now."

"The poison in his body is called Seven Star Begonia, which is the most important ingredient in the Seven Star Rose poison. The most special thing about the Seven Star Begonia poison is that it can be transmitted through a martial artist's internal energy or true essence."

"Just now, Master Zhang inputted his vital energy into Sect Leader Song's body, and the poison of the Seven Star Begonia also entered Master Zhang's body in the process."

"However, before the Seven Star Begonia poison was used, the other drugs would not cause any abnormalities after entering the body."

"The Azure Dragon Society probably used a similar method beforehand, having Zhang Zhenren come into contact with or ingest other drugs from the Seven Star Rose through other means, and then finally using the Seven Star Begonia poison in Master Song's body as a catalyst to mix them into the Seven Star Rose poison."

After understanding the situation, Gu Santong sighed, couldn't help but glance at Gu Shaoan, and said quietly, "So you people who research poisons, your methods are dirty, making it impossible to guard against them."

Gu Shaoan said casually, "Methods are simply good or bad; it all depends on how they are used."

"And if you don't learn, you'll end up like Uncle Gu, who doesn't even know where the poison came from when he was poisoned."

Gu Santong: "."

Gu Santong's eyelids twitched, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it. Inside the Zhenwu Hall, Zhang Sanfeng's gaze swept back and forth between Zhu Wushi and Pang Ban, and he said indifferently, "I never expected that Zhu Wushi, the Iron-Blooded Marquis of my Great Wei Kingdom, would actually join forces with Pang Ban, the Demon Master of the Great Yuan Kingdom, to painstakingly plot against an old Taoist like me in the dead of night."

Finally, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Pang Ban.

"However, the Demon Master's methods are less honorable than those of your master Meng Chixing."

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Pang Ban smiled and said, "Even my master had to be wary of a master like Zhang Zhenren. As a junior, I naturally have to be careful when facing Zhang Zhenren."

As for the methods…

Pang Ban shook his head and said, "I can make an exception for Master Zhang."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a forced smile, "Then the old Taoist should thank the Demon Master for thinking so highly of him?"

After saying this, Zhang Sanfeng's throat bobbed as if he were swallowing.

Others might not notice, but Pang Ban and Zhu Wushi saw it clearly.

Zhu Wushi chuckled and said, "I came here today to borrow something from Master Zhang."

Zhang Sanfeng said casually, "Borrow what? Borrow this old Taoist's life?"

Zhu Wushi smiled and said, "If Master Zhang wants to understand it that way, then there's no problem."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng chuckled and said, "This old Taoist's life is right here. If you want it, Divine Marquis, come and take it yourself!"

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's nonchalant attitude, Pang Ban and Zhu Wushi did not rush to make a move.

Pang Ban said calmly, "There is no antidote for the poison of the Seven Star Rose. Once it enters the body, it will become deeply embedded in the body like a bone-setting plaster."

"If it were during his prime, that would be one thing. With Master Zhang's profound understanding of the mysteries, there might still be a way to deal with it."

"But now Master Zhang is injured, and he has also expended a lot of energy to treat his beloved disciple. Given Master Zhang's current condition, it will probably take several days."

"If Master Zhang does not believe it, why don't I wait here for Master Zhang to try it out for a while?"

Upon hearing these words, the Wudang disciples and elders in the Zhenwu Hall, who had learned about Zhang Sanfeng's condition, felt a chill and looked at Zhang Sanfeng with increased tension.

On the other hand, Zhang Sanfeng seemed completely unaffected. His face showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he smiled and said, "Since the Demon Master is willing to give this old Daoist a little more time, this old Daoist will naturally accept it without hesitation."

As soon as he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and continued to circulate the internal energy within his body, and the fluctuations of his internal energy were even more intense than before.

It seemed as if they were truly pushing themselves to force out the poison.

It was also when Zhang Sanfeng was fully circulating his internal energy that both Zhu Wushi and Pang Ban could faintly feel a pressure within Zhang Sanfeng's body.

When the two looked at Zhang Sanfeng, their fear only increased.

After taking in the situation below, Gongzi Yu shook his head.

"As expected of Master Zhang, even knowing that he was already poisoned and injured, he still managed to keep Pang Ban and Zhu Wushi from making any rash moves."

Upon hearing Gongzi Yu's words, the maidservant with a snow-white veil beside her asked, "Now should be the best time to capture Master Zhang, so why haven't Zhu Wushi and Pang Ban made their move yet?"

Gongzi Yu chuckled and said, "Because I dare not."

As he spoke, Gongzi Yu slowly explained, "Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that Master Zhang is only poisoned and injured, not dead."

"Even if Master Zhang is injured now and only has 10% of his strength left, he is not necessarily inferior to Pang Ban and Zhu Wushi."

"This is the true value of the number one martial artist recognized by the Great Wei Kingdom."

"So right now, the two of them are stalling for time, waiting until the poison and injuries in Zhang Zhenren's body become more severe before making their move, thereby increasing their chances of winning."

Finally, Gongzi Yu clicked his tongue twice.

"If I can truly reach this level in martial arts, my life will not have been in vain."

Hearing Gongzi Yu's words, Gu Santong nodded subconsciously.

As martial artists, who among us, upon hearing the name Zhang Sanfeng in our youth, dreamed of one day replacing him?

Decades have passed, but the mountain remains the same mountain.

They are, at best, just tourists who are still climbing this mountain.

Only one person can ever stand at the top.

The gold content can be imagined.

The Zhenwu Hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. All the Wudang people were wary of Pang Ban, Zhu Wushi, and the others.

In the eyes of Zhu Wushi and Pang Ban, there was only the seemingly unremarkable fat man opposite them.

After a stick of incense had burned, under the watchful eyes of Zhu Wushi and Pang Ban, Zhang Sanfeng's complexion, which had been abnormal due to poisoning, began to recover.

Even her previously erratic breathing seemed to have become much more stable.

As if the toxins in their bodies had truly been suppressed, Zhu Wushi and Pang Ban felt a chill in their hearts upon noticing Zhang Sanfeng's change. After exchanging a glance, they both caught the same thought in each other's eyes.

"Can't wait any longer!"

Immediately, Zhu Wushi gently moved his left hand, which had been behind his back.

"Ding~"

The next moment, a clear, ethereal bell sound, yet carrying an indescribable and eerie rhythm, rang out in the hall without warning!
At the same moment the bell rang, Zhu Wushi's internal energy surged wildly.

The moment Zhu Wushi mobilized his internal energy, Pang Ban's own aura also changed along with the movement of the internal energy.

The moment the two men activated their internal energy, Zhang Sanfeng, who had just closed his eyes, opened them and instantly locked his gaze on Pang Ban and Zhu Wushi opposite him.

However, while Zhang Sanfeng and everyone in the Zhenwu Hall were focused on Pang Ban and Zhu Wushi, no one noticed that Song Qingshu, who was closest to Zhang Sanfeng, suddenly stiffened when the sound of the bell reached his ears. The light in his eyes faded rapidly like a tide, replaced by an empty, numb, and lifeless blankness, and his pupils even became slightly dilated.

Immediately afterwards, Song Qingshu's right hand, which was holding the sword, suddenly rose in a way completely out of character for his usual martial arts style. In the instant Song Qingshu turned around, the long sword pierced Zhang Sanfeng's right ribs.

(End of this chapter)