Chapter 453: The Death of the Grandmaster

The masters from the six major sects advanced with unstoppable force, swiftly defeating the Yuan soldiers and storming into Wan’an Temple!
When Zhao Min and her group rushed to the base of the tall tower in a hurry, they were delighted to receive a system message urging them to delay Zhao Min and her party as much as possible to buy time for the masters from the six sects—the antidote had already been sent by Shaolin disciples to the place where the Wudang masters were held, and both Emei and Shaolin were racing to restore their powers…
Now that their whereabouts were exposed, Kai Xin no longer hid his strength. After swiftly killing the Yuan soldiers on the second floor, he stood on the tower’s edge, looking down from above.
“How bold! To invade an imperial stronghold in the dead of night!”
Still dressed as a handsome young man, Zhao Min snorted coldly and stopped outside the tall tower. With a snap, she opened her paper fan. “A Da! Capture them!”
“As ordered!”
A Da, skilled in swordsmanship, obeyed respectfully and roared before leaping into the air, his sword flashing like lightning.
Kai Xin stepped aside!
Boom!
Half of the tower’s edge was destroyed by A Da, sending debris flying.
At the same time, two Flying Eagle Swords were shot out, aiming straight at Zhao Min below…
Puff!
The Flying Eagle Swords split into three!
The six Flying Eagle Swords managed to break through A Er and A San’s defenses, with two of them barely reaching Zhao Min. She stepped back, tapped her fan lightly, and sent the swords flying away.
Although they didn’t cause any real harm to Zhao Min, they still made her servants gasp in shock. Even A Da was surprised and momentarily distracted—this was exactly Kai Xin’s goal. It was impossible to defeat A Da head-on; the only way was to exploit Zhao Min’s weak point.
Although Zhao Min was also a master at the Liberation Realm, the Invisible Knife still created a chance!
Seizing the moment A Da was distracted, the Guardian Sword was drawn:
Whoosh!!
The air trembled violently, and a majestic dragon roar echoed from the sharp sword energy. A small silver dragon flew out from the energy and struck A Da hard—this was the emergence of the flying dragon!
Struggling to breathe in midair, A Da gritted his teeth and endured the strike. Blood burst from his shoulder as he flew back through the air like a projectile, crashing into the crowd in a humiliating manner.
Kai Xin felt lucky after landing this hit. Not daring to give A Da another chance, he shouted, “Zhao Min!”
His angry cry stopped A Er and A San from moving. Zhao Min’s expression darkened as she turned her gaze from A Da to Kai Xin.

“Princess Zhao Min, the six major sects have surrounded us. As the young princess of the Ruyang Royal Mansion, a noble descendant, do you really intend to fight to the death against us, mere folks from the martial world?”
“Hmph!” Zhao Min remained calm, taking a proud step forward. “All the members of your six major sects are in my hands, including Hero Song from Wudang who sneaked into the temple at night. If those six sects dare to attack, I’ll make all their top masters perish in Wan’an Temple!”
“Heh… Is that so?”
Kai Xin didn’t know how much longer he could stall. Seeing no movement inside the tower, he grew increasingly anxious, though he didn’t show it on his face. “Princess Zhao Min, haven’t you realized where your two most skilled men from the Ruyang Royal Mansion—Lu Zhang Ke and He Bi Weng—are now?”
“…”
Finally, Zhao Min was shaken. She snapped her paper fan shut! Looking around, she finally realized something was wrong—after so much time had passed, her two most trusted mentors, the Xuanming Elders, hadn’t shown up at all.
Her eyes darted around, and her expression changed drastically: “The Xuanming Elders are in your hands! You… have the antidote to the Ten-Scent Soft-Tendon Powder!” Thinking herself unparalleled in strategy, Zhao Min quickly deduced a lot from Kai Xin’s words. “A Da, A Er, A San, he’s just stalling! Don’t waste time on him—enter the tower right away! Don’t give the six major sects a chance to regain their strength!!”
After saying that, she stepped back cautiously, while the Eight Great Archers quickly protected the surroundings.
It was too late!
Boom!!!
A massive force shattered a huge gap in the fourth floor of the tower, sending countless debris falling. The Yuan soldiers below fled in panic, and Zhao Min’s face turned extremely pale.
Someone had already regained their strength.
“Bitter Ascetic, how dare you slander me and ruin my reputation! Today, I’ll tear you to pieces!” Master Jiéjué’s loud voice echoed across Wan’an Temple!
“It’s Master Jiéjué! Hero Song and Young Master Kai Xin have succeeded!”
“Let’s go!”
“Charge in and join Master Jiéjué and the others!”
Master Yuanhui, leading a group of top fighters from the six major sects, swept through the Yuan soldiers with ease and headed for the tower.
Despite being under threat, Zhao Min remained calm and ordered, “A Da, A Er, kill her. That cruel old nun, Jiéjué, must not be spared!”
Kai Xin heard this clearly and broke into cold sweat: “My dear princess, is there anyone in this world more cruel than you? So young, yet willing to kill without hesitation—selfish and heartless as a serpent or scorpion!”

Although Jin Yong ultimately classified Zhao Min as a good person, such a selfish woman was never favored by Happy. Compared to Zhou Zhiruo, who was pure-hearted at first but suffered tragic changes, one was like a lotus and the other like a poppy…
When Master Extreme Destruction fell from the tall tower, she was immediately intercepted by Ah Da and Ah Er! After being suppressed for over twenty days, her pent-up anger erupted like a volcano that had long been building up! Faced with the combined strength of these two experts at the Wuwei realm, she did not back down.
Master Extreme Destruction clearly did not understand how powerful they were.
When Happy realized the three of them were entangled, her expression changed drastically:
“Master, retreat quickly! These two are too strong! You can’t match them!”
Happy’s roar was not unfounded. Master Extreme Destruction’s strength was already weak, and without the Heaven-Slaying Sword, she had no chance of competing with either of them. A direct fight would surely result in her defeat.
But by the time she realized the excellence of their swordsmanship and their formidable martial skills, it was already too late to escape—several bloodstains quickly appeared on her body.
Happy wanted to go down and save her, but suddenly an old man with a black mask covering his face and scars all over appeared before her—Ku Tuoduo…
“If you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to leave later.”
His voice was smooth as silk—Ku Tuoduo’s voice.
Whoosh!
As he spoke, Ku Tuoduo swung a palm at her!
Although she had been warned in advance, Ku Tuoduo’s strike carried full force. Forced to act quickly, Happy used the Little Dragon form to dodge the palm strike, which could have severely damaged her Golden Bell Shield, and flew toward the third floor of the tower.
Boom!!!
Ku Tuoduo pursued closely behind, causing devastating damage to the tower’s edges, which collapsed layer by layer. The chase and escape seemed like a fierce battle.
Faced with the combined attack of these two experts, Master Extreme Destruction suffered greatly and soon bled profusely, seriously injured. With a fierce gaze, she stared at Zhao Min and suddenly roared to the sky:
“Disciples of Emei, heed my order! From today onward, Zhou Zhiruo will take my place as the sect leader!”
“Youth Happy, for all that you have done for Emei, I have no way to repay you. Everyone in Emei will never forget your great kindness and virtue!”
Her resolute words echoed across the sky above Wan’an Temple.
As soon as she finished speaking, several sharp arrows silently pierced Master Extreme Destruction’s body!
“Master!!”
Zhou Zhiruo and the other Emei disciples, along with a group of Shaolin monks, rushed out through the tower gates just in time to witness the death of their great master, crying out in sorrow.
“Amitabha!”
Master Kongxiang and the other Shaolin disciples, deeply moved, glared angrily at Zhao Min and her group as they retreated.
Zhao Min was unambiguous:

“Let’s go!”
Under the cover of a group of heavily armored soldiers, Zhao Min left calmly.
Before departing, however, she gave a deep glance at the golden figure that had thrown herself from the tall tower: “Hmph!”