Jiang Xiaoyu turned around silently. "Jiang Xiaoyu of the Sun Moon Holy Cult greets Senior Wu Wudi."
Wu Wudi narrowed his eyes. "What, do you think I wouldn't dare kill you because you belong to the Sun Moon Holy Cult?"
After returning to the Central Plains, he had also heard about the Sun Moon Holy Cult. It was the foremost Jianghu faction under heaven, and its Right Envoy, Lin Lang, was also the Imperial Preceptor of Great Ming and the greatest Martial Dao prodigy under heaven.
Not only was he a Land Immortal himself, hailed by the Jianghu as the greatest expert under heaven, but another woman, Wanwan, the Holy Sect Master, was also a Land Immortal.
The Sun Moon Holy Cult had also gathered every renowned Martial Arts Myth in the Jianghu into its ranks. All those who opposed it had died.
Moreover, the Sun Moon Holy Cult had destroyed Heaven Gate, and that old fellow Di Shitian had been killed as well.
Wu Wudi could defeat Di Shitian, but killing him was beyond him.
Whenever Di Shitian could not beat him, he could always escape. If they truly fought to the death, Wu Wudi felt that he would be injured too.
If possible, he really did not want to provoke the Sun Moon Holy Cult. There had never been any enmity between them to begin with.
Jiang Xiaoyu was neither servile nor overbearing. "The Great Ming Court was established with our Holy Cult's support, and my master is also the Imperial Preceptor of Great Ming. You should know that, Senior."
"Now that you're teaching the Emperor of Great Ming Martial Arts, shouldn't our Holy Cult look into it? If someone as ambitious as Di Shitian is plotting something, we need to be able to protect the world."
Wu