Chapter 447: Master Yuanhui

Zhao Min has returned!
The news spread throughout Wan’an County. Soon, all players in Wan’an County learned of it and found out that the “Two Elders of Xuanming,” along with three experts from the Ruyang Royal Mansion and the Ascetic Kudu, had waged slaughter in this sacred Buddhist site. Together with Zhao Min’s “Eight Divine Archers” and hundreds of Yuan soldiers, they killed hundreds of players.

Six experts at the Wuwei realm personally took charge of Wan’an Temple, killing anyone who dared approach even half a step. The Eight Divine Archers, at the Jieduo realm, were infallible—each arrow could pierce several people, making players too afraid to approach Wan’an Temple easily.

Wan’an Temple…
In the blink of an eye, it transformed from a sacred place for training and treasure hunting into a forbidden zone in the eyes of countless players!

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“Zhao Min has arrived, and all the Wuwei realm experts are here. Happy Brother, it seems the plot tasks at Wan’an Temple are about to begin…” Back at Wan’an Temple, Hongchen waited in a tavern in the city for Happy, who had managed to escape later. “I came here following the Shaolin experts. Since you can command the Emei sect disciples, I wonder what’s going on with the other six major sects.”

“It’s a pity you can’t command the sect NPCs. Otherwise, if we could gather experts from our two major sects, we might be able to do something…” Happy poured himself some wine.

In fact, experts from the six major sects had already gathered outside Wan’an County. Happy sensed that this task was different from the original plot! In the original story, it was Zhang Wuji who led the people of the Mingjiao to rescue the experts from the six major sects… But seemingly due to his involvement and the entrustment from Master Juejie of the Emei sect, the plot took an unexpected turn.

The experts from the six major sects were involved in this task—and they arrived before Zhang Wuji and the others reached Wan’an Temple!

These past few days, Happy had sneaked into Wan’an Temple night after night, hoping to trigger different plot tasks. Unfortunately… nothing had happened.

“Happy, the situation has changed. If we sneak into Wan’an Temple again tonight to find the experts from the six major sects, do you think we might get some unexpected rewards?” Hongchen suddenly suggested, his eyes lighting up.

“You make a good point,” Happy replied after pondering for a moment. He took a deep breath and nodded. “But Wan’an Temple is now under Zhao Min’s direct control, with strict defenses. It will be very difficult to avoid the six experts’ surveillance if we sneak in at night! Even for me, facing two Wuwei realm experts would be a life-or-death situation… I’ll go back and check with Master Huixin to see if there are any tasks.”

He stopped speaking, and Hongchen understood, nodding gravely: It’s indeed too risky!

To provoke six top experts for an unknown task is seeking death.
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Saying goodbye to the worldly chaos, Kaixin rushed back to Huixin Nunnery while it was still early. Even before approaching the nunnery, Kaixin sensed something unusual in the atmosphere…
Along the way, she saw many horse hoof prints. Upon entering the forest, she saw from afar that the outside of Huixin Nunnery was completely surrounded by Yuan soldiers. Huixin, the abbot of the nunnery, along with two young nuns, was negotiating with the Yuan soldiers anxiously.
Kaixin stopped out of the Yuan soldiers’ sight and scanned the area from afar. Among them, she spotted a familiar face, which shocked her instantly! The leader of the Yuan soldiers happened to be one of the two elders from Xuanming—Lu Zhangke!
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“Hmph, old nun, don’t be shameless! Hand over those people from the Emei Sect right away! Otherwise, don’t blame me if I have your nunnery burned to the ground!”
Lu Zhangke’s gaze was dark and menacing. He had clearly searched the nunnery thoroughly but found no Emei Sect disciples, so he threatened Huixin with every possible means.
Of course, Huixin would never betray the Emei Sect disciples. She chanted a Buddhist mantra and calmly explained, “Sir, this is a peaceful place of Buddhism. We never interfere in the conflicts of the martial world, nor do we provoke the imperial troops. I truly don’t understand what you’re talking about… Besides, you’ve already searched this nunnery. There are only me and a few disciples here—no one else.”
“Won’t you talk?”
Hearing this, Lu Zhangke sneered coldly. He grabbed one of the young nuns beside Huixin, his expression lecherous. “I’ve roamed the Western Regions for decades, having countless women. I’ve never known restraint. Hehe, your disciples all look so cute and delicate. Old nun, you surely can’t bear to see them suffer, right?”
“Shameless pervert! Let me go!”
“Master!”
The young nuns turned pale at the sight of their companion being held by that evil old man.
For the first time, Huixin showed signs of tension and anger. “Amitabha! This is a peaceful place of Buddhism—how dare you, a scoundrel like you, act recklessly here!”
“Hmph, old nun, stop preaching at me. Quickly tell me where those female disciples from the Emei Sect are, and I’ll release your precious disciples. Otherwise, hehe, I’ll take all of them to Wan’an Temple to warm my feet!” Lu Zhangke was notorious for his lustfulness. His half-serious threats terrified Huixin and the young nuns beyond measure.
“Amitabha!”
Seeing the Yuan soldiers surrounding the nunnery and her disciples trapped with no way to escape, Huixin chanted a Buddhist mantra, ready to sacrifice everything.

But all the disciples were under the control of the Yuan soldiers. Although Hui Xin had the ability to commit suicide, she couldn’t bear to leave behind the disciples she had raised herself. She gritted her teeth and trembled all over!
“Amitabha.”
At that moment, an unexpected invocation of Buddha’s name came from the sky!
An old monk dressed in a yellow robe stepped out of the forest and moved swiftly yet calmly to the back of the group of Yuan soldiers. “Even monks aren’t spared. Lu Zhang Ke, you truly have no conscience at all. Don’t you fear divine punishment or ending up in hell after death, with your tongue pulled out and heart ripped out?”
“Where did this old monk come from?”
Lu Zhang Ke released the girl in his hands, snorted coldly, and walked up to the old monk with a hostile expression. “A Shaolin disciple?”
“That’s right.”
The old monk, with white eyebrows and beard, slowly raised his head. “Shaolin Temple was almost destroyed by your imperial enforcers. Unfortunately, I still survived. This time, I’ve brought a group of like-minded people to seek justice from you! And also to demand something from you, Lu Zhang Ke!” Upon hearing the old monk admit his identity, Lu Zhang Ke’s expression changed, and he silently threw a palm strike.
Whoosh!
The old monk’s expression remained unchanged, but his robes fluttered as if struck by a strong wind, yet his legs stood firm, unshaken. He looked at Lu Zhang Ke calmly.
The latter gasped sharply, his expression grave. “I haven’t yet asked for your master’s name!”
“I have no name. I’m just an ordinary Shaolin warrior…” The old monk continued, “I came here first to advise you not to engage in such evil deeds, and second, to ask you to give me something…”
“What do you want?” Lu Zhang Ke asked in a deep voice, realizing the monk’s strength was unfathomable.
“The antidote to Shi Xiang Ruan Jin San,” replied the old monk.
Hearing this, Lu Zhang Ke sneered coldly. “So you want to save the people from the six major sects. Unfortunately, I don’t have the antidote.”
“It seems I must capture you first before you’ll be willing to tell me the truth…” As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk’s eyes widened suddenly, and his aura underwent a dramatic transformation.