Southern Shaolin.
Master Miaodi looked at the heads of the other halls and courtyards. "Everyone, this Lion Slaying Assembly is Southern Shaolin's opportunity to rise again. Many fellow martial artists will be arriving soon. Prepare to receive them."
Someone could not help asking, "Abbot, the Southern Beggars' Gang clearly captured him, yet they handed him over to Southern Shaolin. Aren't they making us face the Western Regions Ming Cult?"
On the surface, this was certainly a glorious affair. It would draw the attention of the entire Jianghu. If they succeeded, they would undoubtedly gain tremendous prestige and restore Southern Shaolin's position as a leading authority in the Great Song Jianghu.
But why would the Southern Beggars' Gang hand such a wonderful opportunity to Southern Shaolin?
The Southern Beggars' Gang was also one of the Renowned Sects. Its strength was by no means weak, its membership far exceeded Southern Shaolin's, and it enjoyed good relations with the Quanzhen Sect and others.
When Xiao Feng had been its leader, the Southern Beggars' Gang had once blazed like the midday sun. Did Guo Jing and Huang Rong not want to restore its former glory?
Even if those two did not, would the other elders and altar masters not want to?
The Western Regions Ming Cult was hardly weak. Its ability to rescue captives from many Jianghu sects from Prince of Ruyang's Manor offered a glimpse of its strength.
There were Yang Xiao, the Left Envoy of Light, the White-Browed Eagle King, the Green-Winged Bat King, the Five Wanderers, and the Five Elements Flags. Above all, their Cult Leader Zhang Wuji was a martial prodigy renowned throughout the world, supposedly having reached peak great grandmaster long ago!
He was particularly skilled in divine arts such as the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Heaven