Chapter 410: Eliminate Zhang Wuji

“Why isn’t anything dropping?”
“Damn it, only points—nothing else!”
“Points tasks?”
Amid the bustling crowd, more and more players realized that even after killing members of the Ming Sect, they could only get system alerts for kills and points. No matter what, they couldn’t find anything on the corpses of these Ming Sect disciples.
“Look at Happy—she doesn’t even search the corpses. She must know something.”
Some observant players noticed that Happy killed many enemies but never bent down to check the loot on the ground. She just took the points and ignored the corpses, seemingly knowing from the start that the Ming Sect disciples wouldn’t drop any loot.
“But… those guys are also from the Emei Sect. They did check…” Some in the crowd watched Gu Feng and the others.
“Maybe Happy simply disdains the loot of these lowly figures from the Mortal Realm.”
“Hmm, that’s possible.”
“Cough… cough cough.”
Hearing the unceasing chatter in the crowd, Gu Feng and the others felt a bit embarrassed. As masters themselves, they hadn’t expected to fall short on such a minor detail.
Yet they still admired Happy greatly!
Whether it was the rumors before or her response to Xue Yi’s provocation, her status as the best among the great masters was unmatched. Even in the presence of the leaders of the six major sects, nothing seemed to concern or frighten her…
Against the Ming Sect disciples, Happy took the lead, displaying a confidence unmatched by the other players. Dressed in golden armor like a general charging into battle, she killed at least a hundred of those enemies. She never glanced aside, never bending down to check for loot, her calm demeanor fully reflecting the aura of a true master.
“Not bad.”
Nie Jue, the Emei Sect master who hadn’t intervened yet, looked at Happy as she returned with approval and nodded slowly. “Truly worthy of being a top disciple of the Murong family—her swordsmanship is indeed excellent.”
The Emei Sect disciples were also human. While fighting, they noticed Happy’s graceful figure and extraordinary skills as she moved through the enemy ranks.
“Teacher, you flatter me!”
Happy bowed calmly and walked over to Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo’s gaze finally lost its coldness. For the first time, she stared at Happy intently for a few seconds, seemingly acknowledging Happy’s status among the Emei Sect disciples—after all, Happy had helped them in battle.

Ding Minjun glanced at Happy with a flicker in her eyes and spoke with envy in her voice, “Senior Happy, our master said that those who perform best in following us to the Bright Summit this time will be rewarded. You come from a noble family, possess great martial skills, and if you can earn merits in this battle, I’ll ask our master to arrange for our Emei Sect’s junior sister, Zhou Zhiruo, to be married to you. Hehe…”
“Senior sister.”
Zhou Zhiruo softly called out, her cheeks slightly red with innocence.
Ding Minjun gave her a cold glance and, relying on her status as the senior sister, sneered, “Junior sister, I’m doing this for your own good—finding you a good match. Or… do you think Young Hero Happy isn’t good enough for you?”
Happy’s mind almost froze. What was going on?
He glanced at Zhou Zhiruo and caught her frowning, too angry to speak.
“It’s not what I meant.”
“Then let our master decide,” Ding Minjun said without hesitation, in an arrogant tone that not only made the atmosphere at Emei Sect strange but also left the players who had stayed nearby hoping to get insider information stunned.
Marry Zhou Zhiruo to Happy?
What a joke!
Who didn’t know that Zhou Zhiruo still had lingering feelings for Zhang Wuji from her childhood, and she was also deeply loved by Song Qingshu? After this battle, Song Qingshu even begged his father, Song Yuanqiao, to propose to Master Miejue of Emei Sect, willing to sacrifice the entire martial world for her…
If Ding Minjun’s words truly represented a mission opportunity, then it would definitely be a troublesome one.
Not to mention Song Qingshu, the young and handsome hero of Wudang, who wasn’t easy to deal with—Zhang Wuji was a peerless warrior who had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Great Qi Shift!
Many people were discussing loudly, their eyes fixed on Happy, whose brows were tightly knitted.
Master Miejue spoke up, her face showing a rare softness as she looked at Zhou Zhiruo. “Ding Minjun’s suggestion isn’t bad. I’ve watched Zhiruo grow up—she’s smart, obedient, and filial. Young Hero Happy comes from a noble family, has strong skills, and is fully committed to upholding justice in the martial world. He’s indeed a good match… However, Song Qingshu, the son of Hero Song, also takes good care of Zhiruo, so I can’t say too much.”
After a pause, she added, “But if Young Hero Happy can follow us to the Bright Summit and shine brightly in the battle to destroy the demonic sect, then I might consider Zhiruo’s fate.”
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo knew her fate was almost settled. She frowned, lowered her head, and couldn’t even resist.
Yet Master Miejue’s words ignited the crowd.
Happy was completely speechless.
He never expected Master Miejue to use such a method to win people over.

Countless players in the vicinity stared at Happy with envy and jealousy, using various complicated looks. They never expected that such an important character like Zhou Zhiruo would end up associated with him due to Happy’s outstanding performance, and even more strangely, she was paired with him by Master Mu Jue. But upon further thought, they calmed down. Reaching the Brightness Summit was already impossible—thanks to Zhang Wuji’s appearance, the six major sects failed to destroy the Ming Sect. Moreover, Zhou Zhiruo wounded Zhang Wuji with a sword, only to plunge herself deeply into an emotional whirlpool from which she couldn’t escape. Thus, Master Mu Jue’s verbal promise was essentially worthless. The group set off again! Among the travelers, Gu Feng and the others approached. Through repeated conversations, they got to know Happy’s personality—he was very easy to get close to as long as no one targeted him. So, they weren’t too reserved. Gu Feng even smirked and bumped into Happy’s shoulder from behind: “Hehe, not bad! You actually managed to get close to the beautiful Zhou Zhiruo. How do you feel now that she’s looking at you with such admiration?” “The beautiful Zhou Zhiruo, tsk tsk, the most beautiful woman in the martial world. If it were me, I’d risk everything to reach the Brightness Summit just to see if I could do something with her.” “Tsk tsk, if we really could do something and earn REP, it would definitely exceed that battle at Reed Marsh. Happy, just say the word, and we’ll do our best to help you.” Hearing these men’s crude jokes, Mo Mo rolled her eyes violently and turned away, preferring not to see them. “Fine, as long as you help me kill Zhang Wuji, I’ll take care of Song Qingshu. After that, I’ll give you 90% of the REP. How about that?” Happy said, and Gu Feng and the others immediately fled in panic. Only Mo Mo stared at Happy’s profile, her face filled with thought…