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

Bright Peak and the imperial court were never on good terms, so there was no need for them to keep it a secret for him.

Yin Tianzheng simply stated:

"You've come for that man surnamed Xiao, haven't you?"

"They left Bright Summit a few days ago. I don't know exactly where they went. But if you go to Dadu and wait there, you're sure to run into them."

After saying this, he stared intently into the woman in the yellow dress's eyes, trying to glean something from them.

After all, the two characters "大都" clearly refer to the imperial court.

He wanted to see which side the Ancient Tomb Faction was really on.

The result surprised him a bit.

The woman in yellow remained completely unmoved after hearing this.

It was as if she had known all along that Xiao Yaoqing was a member of the imperial court.

In fact, she didn't care about the imperial court at all.

She was too far removed from Wang Chongyang's time, and had long since become accustomed to staying in the ancient tomb, ignoring everything outside.

The reason I came out this time was purely because of the old friendship between the Ancient Tomb Sect and the Beggars' Sect.

The woman in yellow nodded slightly to Yin Tianzheng:

Thank you.

Then turn around.

Before Yin Tianzheng could even blink, the group of people—the woman in yellow, the little girl beside her, and several attendants—vanished in a flash.

"hiss--"

Yin Tianzheng gasped, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets:

"What the hell kind of light-footed skill is that?!"

He considered his own lightness skill to be quite good, but compared to this, it was a completely different story.

What alarmed him even more was that a thought suddenly popped into his head, but he didn't dare to think about it any further.

Wei Yixiao's lightness skill is probably... not as good as this?

[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: 202ᴋᴋs.ᴄᴏᴍ]

Outside Green Willow Manor, the sky was just beginning to darken.

Xiao Yaoqing stood behind Zhao Min, outwardly appearing ready for anything, but in reality, his mind was preoccupied with wondering when dinner would be served. His stomach had already rumbled twice; he was starving.

Just then, three knocks came from outside the manor gate.

The person who came in from outside the door was Zhang Wuji, the acting leader of the Ming Cult.

Behind him followed Yang Xiao, the Left Envoy of Light, and Wei Yixiao, the Green-Winged Bat King.

Zhang Wuji's gaze darkened, and he turned to the two people behind him, whispering, "Green Willow Manor? Did those two from the imperial court really enter here?"

Yang Xiao nodded: "That's right, the information is reliable."

Wei Yixiao lowered his voice and leaned forward: "Acting Sect Leader, how about I sneak in under the cover of darkness and steal the Heaven-Reliant Sword?"

If anyone else said that, they'd probably be bragging. But Wei Yixiao's lightness skill is unmatched in the entire martial arts world. If he really wanted to steal it, he actually might be able to.

Before Zhang Wuji could respond, a series of heavy footsteps echoed from the manor.

The two elders of Xuanming, Lu Zhangke and Hebi Weng, walked out directly through the door.

Zhang Wuji and his two companions stopped in their tracks.

Lu Zhangke was straightforward, immediately cupping his fists and saying, "The three of you have finally arrived. My master has been waiting for quite some time and wishes to exchange a few blows with you."

Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, and Wei Yixiao exchanged glances, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes, but they quickly returned to normal.

Zhang Wuji stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting: "Please lead the way, gentlemen."

"please."

The two elders of Xuanming turned to the side at the same time and made a gesture towards the manor.

Yang Xiao took half a step forward and whispered in Zhang Wuji's ear, "Acting Leader, there might be an ambush inside."

Wei Yixiao didn't care at all, and said nonchalantly, "What's there to be afraid of with just a little girl?"

He patted Yang Xiao on the shoulder: "Left Envoy Yang, you have the Great Shift of the Universe, I have the Lightness Skill, and with the Acting Leader's Nine Yang Divine Skill, even if we face the Xuanming Elders, we won't back down."

Zhang Wuji nodded: "What Wei Bat King said makes sense. But we still need to be careful once we go in."

After saying that, he strode forward and led the two of them through the gate of Green Willow Manor.

Led by the two elders of Xuanming, the three of them passed through the courtyard and arrived at the pavilion by the pond.

As Wei Yixiao walked around, he looked around and clicked his tongue in admiration: "This place is well-maintained. They really know how to enjoy themselves."

The scenery at Green Willow Manor is truly impeccable.

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Zhang Wuji stared at the neatly arranged flowers in the pond, a strange feeling rising in his heart.

These flowers are arranged so neatly, it's as if someone designed it for them.

He felt that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

157 This expert seems... somewhat approachable?

The two elders of Xuanming led the people to the pavilion and then left.

Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang out: "Leader Zhang, it's only been a few days since we parted ways at Bright Peak, but I still remember your impressive display of power there."

Zhao Min's voice made all three of them frown.

Zhang Wuji, in particular, felt his face burning.

What kind of prestige did he have on Bright Summit?

He only defeated Abbot Kongwen by using the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Later, didn't your men beat him so badly that he vomited blood and couldn't get up from the ground?

The three of them turned to look.

Zhao Min, dressed in men's clothing and holding the Heaven-Slaying Sword, slowly walked over.

Following behind her was Xiao Yaoqing, the one who had beaten Zhang Wuji to the point of vomiting blood on Bright Peak.

The moment they saw Xiao Yaoqing, all three of them felt a jolt in their hearts.

broken!

They had completely forgotten that Xiao Yaoqing was also at Green Willow Manor!

To be honest, Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao shouldn't have forgotten this.

The two of them had just been whispering that Xiao Yaoqing was the most suitable person to be the leader of the Ming Cult.

But now I've completely forgotten about that.

When the three of them entered Green Willow Manor and saw the two elders, they instinctively felt that these two were the most powerful people in the manor.

They only remembered when they saw Xiao Yaoqing.

All three of them simultaneously thought, "Oh no!"

What are the Xuanming Elders compared to this?

But Xiao Yaoqing and Zhang Wuji knew best that their Nine Yang Divine Skill internal energy was profound enough, right?

Xiao Yaoqing's casual tremor was enough to severely injure him.

He was no match for Xiao Yaoqing at all.

Not to mention Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao.

In their eyes, Xiao Yaoqing was a formidable figure who had mastered the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth to its ultimate perfection.

What should we do?

The three of them took a step back in unison.

I'm so regretful, I shouldn't have gone to this village in the first place.

Xiao Yaoqing had no idea what they were thinking.

He stared intently at the dishes on the table in front of him, his eyes glazed over.

Zhao Min placed the Heaven Sword on the table, making a crisp sound.

She smiled at the three people opposite her and gestured for them to sit down: "Please, everyone, don't be shy, sit down and let's talk."

After saying that, she was the first to sit down, and then patted the chair next to her, gesturing for Xiao Yaoqing to sit down.

Xiao Yaoqing didn't hesitate and sat down next to her.

However, the expressions on the faces of Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, and Wei Fuwang were not very good.

polite?

This isn't a matter of being polite or not.

They were terrified!

The three exchanged glances, all understanding that since they were already here, leaving now wouldn't be so easy.

They nodded to each other and slowly sat down.

They sat down, their three hands resting on their knees, but no one dared to touch the chopsticks on the table.

Zhao Min didn't mind. She picked up her wine cup and raised it to the three of them: "I have always respected the masters of the martial arts world. The three of you are all top-notch figures. This cup is for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she tilted her head back and drank it all.

Zhang Wuji and the other two exchanged glances.

To be honest, they were still on edge.

What if something was put in the wine?

But then I thought, Xiao Yaoqing is standing right next to me. If he really wanted to do something, would he need to tamper with the wine?

The three of them gritted their teeth and raised their glasses.

Without saying a word, he tilted his head back and gulped it down.

As soon as the wine went down their throats, the three men's eyes lit up slightly, and half of the weight in their hearts was finally lifted.

It's not poisonous.

Seeing that they had drunk their wine, Zhao Min smiled, picked up her chopsticks, and pointed to the dishes on the table: "These were made by a chef we hired from Dadu. I wonder if they suit your tastes? Would you like to try some?"

Zhang Wuji and his two companions had lost count of how many times they had made eye contact today.

Before they could even reply, they heard the clatter of bowls and chopsticks.

The three of them turned their heads in unison, their eyelids twitching.

The young man they had always been wary of was now wolfing down his food.

He looked like he hadn't eaten for days.

At this moment, Xiao Yaoqing looks no different from an ordinary boy next door.

Zhao Min's wine glass slipped and "clattered."

It hit the ground with a crisp sound, like a thunderclap.

Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao, and Wei Yixiao reacted as if by conditioned reflex with a "whoosh".

They all sprang to their feet, their six eyes fixed on Xiao Yaoqing, their bodies taut like a fully drawn bow.

Xiao Yaoqing's lips twitched.

Zhao Min was also stunned for a second.

What are these three thinking? It's just a dropped cup, why are they so scared? They really think they're some kind of monster.

However, Zhao Min reacted quickly, immediately putting on a slightly annoyed expression, and said softly, "Oh dear, I was so careless."

She stood up, straightened her skirt, and gave the three men an apologetic smile: "Please don't rush, have a seat. I'll change my clothes and be right there."

After saying that, she gave Xiao Yaoqing a look, turned around and walked to the back.

Xiao Yaoqing glanced at her, then looked down at the table full of barely touched dishes, feeling incredibly reluctant to leave. He hadn't eaten his fill at all; the meat in the pot was still steaming hot.

But he understood Zhao Min's meaning—the Heaven-Slaying Sword was poisoned.

If I stay here, and those three guys suddenly have a misunderstanding, they'll definitely start fighting.

He sighed, reluctantly stood up, and followed Zhao Min's footsteps.

The room fell silent.

Yang Xiao frowned and lowered his voice, saying, "Acting leader, judging from Zhao Min's attitude... it seems she really has no intention of attacking us."

Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao exchanged a glance and slowly nodded.

The three sat down again, but none of them had the heart to touch the food on the table.

Even if the food wasn't poisoned, how could they possibly have an appetite now?

Wei Yixiao's gaze fell on the Yitian Sword, which was quietly leaning against the table leg, and he narrowed his eyes.

A glint flashed in Wei Fuwang's eyes, and he reached out and grabbed the thing.

"Hey, Bat King, what are you doing?"

The one speaking was naturally Zhang Wuji.

Wei Yixiao turned his head away, replying nonchalantly, "Acting Sect Leader, I've heard the name 'Heavenly Sword' since I was a child, but I've never actually touched the real thing!"

"I'll just... take a look, and put it back right away. Surely Miss Zhao won't get angry over something so small?"

Before he could finish speaking, he didn't even wait for Zhang Wuji to respond.

"Whoosh—"