Great Ming Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.
The emperor listened to Zhang Banban's report, his expression dark and shifting.
"Zhang Banban, the Sun Moon Demon Cult truly knows no restraint. I previously sent Wei Ziyun to warn Blackwood Cliff and told Lin Lang as well, yet they still wiped out Northern Shaolin."
"Will their next step be to destroy Wudang Mountain and unify the Jianghu? And afterward? Will the Jianghu still satisfy them?"
Great Ming was not Dali, after all. Its Imperial Family had no martial arts masters. Zhu Wushi had once been quite capable, but there had only been one Zhu Wushi, and he was already dead.
The Young Emperor had originally had quite a few eunuchs at his side, each with decent strength, but they had all died from infighting.
Now, apart from Zhang Banban, the Emperor of Great Ming found himself without a single useful person.
The Emperor of Great Ming wanted to control the Jianghu, not make Great Ming's Jianghu disappear altogether.
He understood very well that while a martial arts master could not necessarily match an army of thousands, he could easily assassinate its commander.
Great Ming's Frontier Garrison Commanders were all rather ordinary martial artists, which was why the court sent eunuchs to supervise the troops. They also protected those commanders while ensuring they did not rebel.
He could not let the Jianghu grow any more chaotic. These last two martial sects both had to remain; neither could disappear. Only then could the balance continue, keeping them from threatening his Zhu Imperial Family.
The old eunuch bowed his head. "Your Majesty, with Zhang Sanfeng at the Wudang Sect, the Sun Moon Demon Cult cannot destroy it. But the Wudang Sect only has one Zhang Sanfeng, so it cannot destroy the Sun Moon Demon Cult either."