Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

This old guy has never talked about any code of honor among gangsters.

On Bright Peak, the seven masters of the Ming Cult stood frozen in place, exchanging frantic glances, yet none of them could move.

Despair was all that remained in the eyes of the seven people.

In a corner of the main hall, a gold-threaded cloth bag trembled slightly, unnoticed by anyone.

Suppressing his anger, Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Cheng Kun, what grudge do you have against my Ming Cult? Why do you insist on coming to Bright Peak?"

Normally, Cheng Kun would have reminisced about his past with Madam Yang. But he wasn't in the mood for that right now.

He simply blurted out:

"Want to know?"

"Go down and ask your sect leader, Yang Dingtian!"

Yang Dingtian?

The pupils of the seven people suddenly contracted.

"The leader of the Yang Cult is dead?!"

Cheng Kun completely ignored their statement.

He raised his finger and pointed at the seven people.

The old man was badly injured, but he still held his breath and activated the Illusionary Yin Finger.

In his eyes, there is an antidote!

Even if it means accelerating the onset of my own poison, I must cripple these seven experts!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiao exchanged a glance with the six masters.

Just as Cheng Kun's Phantom Yin Finger was about to strike, all seven of them simultaneously unleashed a palm strike.

"Bang--!"

All the tables, chairs, and benches in the entire hall were overturned.

"puff!"

Cheng Kun spat out a mouthful of black blood and was sent flying backward.

His injuries were already severe enough; the fact that he survived this blow shows his profound internal strength.

Of course, the seven masters of the Ming Cult were not having an easy time either.

Their faces were deathly pale, and they all sat cross-legged to regulate their breathing.

The chilling energy of the Illusionary Yin Finger entered the body, and no one benefited.

But Cheng Kun suffered far more than them.

"Ugh—"

Amidst his screams, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

He gritted his teeth, sealed his meridians, and relied solely on his physical strength to stay upright.

They stumbled and fled in one direction.

The seven masters watched him run away, their faces showing no sign of relief.

Yang Xiao frowned, his voice deep:

"Now that all seven of us are useless, the Ming Cult has no one left to fight. This cult... I'm afraid it won't last."

Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao gave a bitter smile:

"Left Envoy Yang, we were wrong."

"We shouldn't have started fighting among ourselves at this critical juncture."

The five wandering men were also filled with regret.

At that moment, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

On Bright Summit, everyone was dumbfounded.

The golden silk pouch that the Laughing Buddha never parted with suddenly bulged into a round ball and floated up, swaying gently.

"Sizzle—"

With a sharp tearing sound, the bag burst open from the middle, and tattered cloth flew everywhere.

A young man who looked to be in his early twenties landed steadily on the ground without even wrinkling the hem of his clothes.

After he stopped, without wasting even half a second, he opened his mouth and asked:

Where is Cheng Kun?

Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao's eyelids twitched, and he quickly pointed to the right:

"They ran that way!"

Without a word, the young man darted away and disappeared in the direction Wei Xiao pointed.

Inside the Hall of Light, the seven experts stood there, their eyes filled with shock.

Yang Xiao turned to look at Shuobude and asked in a low voice:

"Just who is this kid you brought up? His internal strength... is terrifying."

"you do not say,"

Wei Yixiao chimed in from the side, "Just one glance at him and I felt a chill run down my spine."

He couldn't help but look bewildered, scratching his bald head:

"To be honest, I don't know who he is either. I just saw him saving our Five Elements Flag brothers down the mountain and killing those bald monks so badly that I was worried he would fall into the hands of the old nun Miejue, so I brought him up with me."

Yang Xiao raised an eyebrow after hearing this:

"He saved the people of the Five Elements Flag?"

After thinking about it for a moment, the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile:

"Interesting... Perhaps, this big show at Bright Peak will fall on his shoulders."

In his panic, Cheng Kun rushed headlong into Yang Buhui's boudoir.

He ran in such a disheveled state that he didn't care about the road anymore.

In the room, Yang Buhui was about to lie down and take a nap, with Xiao Zhao beside him.

She had no idea that the six major sects outside had already surrounded the mountain.

The door slammed shut.

With a thud, she was kicked open, and a pale-faced bald monk rushed in. Without saying a word, he threw her to the ground and disappeared into a secret passage in the corner.

"Ouch--"

Yang Buhui fell to the ground, wincing in pain, and got up to curse:

"You bald monk! Where is he?! Xiao Zhao, where did that bald monk go?!"

Xiao Zhao has a palm-sized scar on her face, a hunched back, an iron chain around her ankle, and her shoulders are hunched. She stammers and can't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"He...I..."

Yang Buhui raised her hand to slap him:

"Are you deaf?! I'm asking you a question!"

Just as Xiao Zhao's slap was about to land, Zhang Wuji suddenly appeared between the two.

What happened next is not much to say; it was simply a matter of going with the flow.

"Brother Wuji, are you really Brother Wuji?"

Zhang Wuji told Xiao Zhao to go to the Bright Hall to find her father first, while he and Xiao Zhao went into the secret passage together.

Once inside, they discovered Cheng Kun's plan—he intended to blow up the entire Bright Peak.

Zhang Wuji destroyed those things, completely thwarting Cheng Kun's plans. But the problem was, he and Xiao Zhao were also trapped in the secret room where Yang Dingtian had passed away.

Zhang Wuji sized up Xiao Zhao, his eyes filled with curiosity:

"This secret passage is quite interesting. You can walk straight now, and your legs are more agile?"

Xiao Zhao felt embarrassed by his words and rubbed her face a few times.

She peeled off the horrific scar, revealing a stunningly beautiful face underneath.

With an indescribable exotic air, those bright blue eyes made Zhang Wuji momentarily lose his composure.

However, Zhang Wuji is a blockhead and can't compare to a seasoned veteran like Xiao Yaoqing.

He smiled and shook his head:

"You—"

Having said that, he turned his gaze to the stone door in front of him, frowning.

"There seems to be a crack in this stone door. I'll try to break it open. You step back."

Xiao Zhao nodded obediently and took a few steps back.

Zhang Wuji channeled all his inner strength, and the power of the Nine Yang Divine Skill slammed fiercely into the stone door.

The stone gate suddenly shook, and fragments of stone fell down with a crash.

Zhang Wuji's eyes lit up:

"It's working! A few more blasts and we'll definitely be able to open the door!"

"Boom!"

The sound never stopped; the stone gate kept shaking and cracking open piece by piece.

We really have to thank Xiao Yaoqing and Lianxing for this.

If they hadn't made a crack in the stone door before they left, Xiao Zhao and Zhang Wuji would probably have been trapped and died here.

After all, Lianxing had also taken the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth manual with her. Zhang Wuji was still desperately banging on the door, while Xiao Zhao frowned and searched around the secret room with a candle in hand.

She was thinking to herself:

"My mother said that the secret martial art of the Ming Cult, the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, is located in this secret passage."

"I've been searching for so long and haven't found this secret room. The cultivation technique must be inside."

Xiao Zhao bent over, holding the candle flame, and searched carefully inch by inch.

When she arrived at Yang Dingtian's remains, her bright eyes suddenly narrowed.

"There's a hidden compartment here, but it's already been opened!"

A hint of anxiety flashed across her face, and she quickly walked over there.

Xiao Zhao immediately spotted the letter that Xiao Yaoqing had left in the corner.

Without making a sound, she bent down and picked it up. She glanced back at Zhang Wuji, the foolish boy still struggling against the stone gate, and then quietly opened the letter.

After reading the first few lines, a glint flashed in her eyes, but then her face fell, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her head.

She turned to Zhang Wuji and called out, "Young Master, come and look at this—"

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, the stone gate exploded. Debris flew everywhere.

Zhang Wuji "thump"

He collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat, his chest heaving, panting like a bellows. He wiped the sweat from his brow and turned to Xiao Zhao, asking, "What's wrong?"

"Well……"

Xiao Zhao paused for a moment, then quickly hid the letter behind her back, shaking her head with a dry laugh: "No...it's nothing."

She has finished reading the letter.

It was clearly written above: Only those who have mastered the fourth level of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth can open this stone door. However, the parchment scroll containing the manual had long since been taken away.

Now, things have gotten even worse; Zhang Wuji has smashed the stone gate to pieces.

What else can Xiao Zhao say?

She walked over with the letter in her hand, her tone tinged with complex admiration: "Young Master, the will of Sect Leader Yang said that only the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth could open this stone door. I never expected your martial arts to be so high, that you managed to shatter it!"

"Young master, you are truly amazing!"

That was truly a sincere compliment.

But it was nothing like the excitement she felt when she praised him for mastering the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth. After all, she hadn't found the cultivation method, and Xiao Zhao couldn't hide her disappointment.

Zhang Wuji took the letter, glanced at it, and his eyes lit up: "So, Leader Yang said in the letter that my godfather, the Golden-Haired Lion King, should temporarily assume the position of leader. It seems Leader Yang trusts my godfather a lot!"

He looked again at the stone door in front of him, which was broken into several pieces, and shook his head: "It's not that I'm so good. This stone door was already cracked. If it weren't for my skills, I wouldn't have been able to open it at all."

"But...who caused this crack?"

Xiao Zhao casually replied, "Who cares? At least we can get out of here."

Zhang Wuji nodded, carefully putting the letter away: "You're right, let's leave quickly! We can't let Cheng Kun continue to cause trouble!"

Zhang Wuji took a breath and led the little girl Xiao Zhao out of the secret passage.

But as soon as he stepped out of the secret chamber, an inexplicable unease surged through him, as if he had lost something important. He instinctively turned his head, his gaze falling on Yang Dingtian's skeleton.

Frowning, Zhang Wuji shook his head and turned to leave.

He'll probably never know that the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth manual, which should have been in his hands, was stolen long ago.

The two who took the cultivation manual had already made their way into the forests surrounding Bright Peak.

Lianxing followed behind Xiao Yaoqing, crouching low in the bushes. Not far ahead, Zhao Min and her group were also huddled in the grass.

She stared at Zhao Min's retreating figure, then suddenly lowered her voice and asked, "Brother, do you think that Zhao Min really has a way to cure my hands and feet?"

Xiao Yaoqing turned to look at her and nodded: "She does have that ability."

There's no need to hide this from Lianxing, especially since she's been calling him "brother" so affectionately.

Lianxing's eyes suddenly lit up. She herself didn't realize that, from some point onwards, she had come to trust Xiao Yaoqing completely.