Sanfeng's Ambition (Please Vote with Monthly Tickets!)

What had happened in Zhang Sanfeng's world was complicated.

Well, perhaps it was simple after all...

In the time since his hundredth Longevity birthday banquet, while Meng Chuan had entered seclusion on and off and visited other Group Members' worlds on business, Zhang Sanfeng had done a great deal.

First, he had brought every martial Faction in the Central Plains Martial World together. As for whether they would listen...

Sorry, had they ever seen a fist shatter a Mountain? If not, he would show them.

After that, everything went smoothly. When the esteemed Master Zhang visited, every sect eagerly volunteered to join the Wulin alliance under his leadership.

Every Faction sang Master Zhang's praises: he was an elder with the air of an Immortal, a man of towering virtue who cared for his country, its people, and all under Heaven...

Zhu Yuanzhang had also joined the Ming Cult. With Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, he had set foot on the path fate had laid out for him.

The Ming Cult secretly led every martial Faction, and Zhang Sanfeng secretly led the Ming Cult.

As for Wudang, it was merely an ordinary Mountain sect!

Zhang Sanfeng had purged the Ming Cult, too. Never mind how its members were mostly portrayed on screen as gallant men whose righteousness reached Heaven—that was a polished picture. The cult had plenty of scum, including among its leaders, and Zhang Sanfeng showed them Sever mercy.

With that, the strongest forces in Zhang Sanfeng's world had been united. At his direction, soldiers began training as they quietly built up their strength.

Zhu Yuanzhang truly was Heaven-made for this. Under his leadership, the Ming Cult flourished, its foundations growing ever stronger.

All Zhang Sanfeng had done was summon the martial Factions for a chat over tea. *I support the Ming