Reinforcements

Ren Woxing snorted irritably. "Ask him yourself. I came to the Henan branch altar to purge the forces within the cult that had been bought off by the Ming Cult. Who knew I would run into this fellow? Once he learned my identity, he attacked without another word."

Seeing Song Qingshu's questioning gaze, Jiumozhi could not help but smile bitterly. "Junior Brother, you know that my greatest hobby is seeking people out for martial contests. Back in the Forbidden City, I was defeated by Dongfang Bubai. After returning to Tibet, I secluded myself and trained diligently. I felt that my martial arts had greatly improved, so I wanted to challenge Dongfang Bubai again and wipe away that humiliation. Who would have thought that I would later learn Dongfang Bubai had already been stripped of the Cult Master's position by this Mister Ren and had vanished without a trace? I figured that since he could defeat Dongfang Bubai, his martial arts had to be extraordinary. Fighting him would be just as good. But I feared he would refuse, so I attacked directly to force him to make a move."

"Junior Brother?" Ren Woxing asked in surprise upon hearing how Jiumozhi addressed Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled wryly. "In the past, I received esoteric Buddhist supreme arts passed down by Padmasambhava at Tibet's Nyingma Temple. In a sense, I truly am Ming Wang's junior brother."

A strange light flashed through Ren Woxing's eyes. No wonder Song Qingshu was so young yet possessed such terrifying martial arts. His encounters had been so extraordinary that he had even learned the divine arts of esoteric Buddhism.

Song Qingshu then introduced Ren Woxing to Jiumozhi. "Ming Wang, this is my father-in-law, Ren Woxing, the current Cult Master of the Sun Moon Holy Cult."

Jiumozhi thought to