The scheme was very simple, but the intention was extremely vicious.
Song Qingshu wanted to ruin Zhang Wuji's reputation, and it would be best to take the opportunity to eliminate him.
Song Qingshu was arrogant, conceited, and petty. Before Zhang Wuji appeared, he was the most favored among the three generations of disciples of the Wudang Sect. But after Zhang Wuji arrived, everyone began to fawn over Zhang Wuji.
He didn't care that Zhang Wuji was seriously injured, nor did he care that Zhang Wuji's parents were dead; all he knew was that Zhang Wuji had stolen the affection of his elders.
Under these circumstances, Song Qingshu came to hate Zhang Wuji.
They would verbally abuse and insult them on a daily basis, and occasionally even teach them a lesson.
Having lost his parents and suffering from a serious illness, Zhang Wuji dared not trouble Zhang Sanfeng. In addition, Song Qingshu acted with great restraint, so he remained undetected.
This time, Zhang Sanfeng went into seclusion to study Taiji Sword. Five of the Seven Heroes of Wudang — Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu —protected him, and all the affairs of the Wudang Sect, big and small, were entrusted to Song Qingshu.
As the only son of Zhang Sanfeng Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Sanfeng's eldest disciple, Song Qingshu has a high chance of becoming the sect leader in the future, as long as he doesn't do anything reckless.
Unfortunately, this guy is narrow-minded, ruthless, and will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
As soon as Zhang Sanfeng and several second-generation disciples went into seclusion, he couldn't wait to make his move against Xu Long.
Such goods are utterly useless.
"That's interesting, should we play with him?"
Xu Long thought for a moment, then rode his dog slowly over, completely ignoring the people.
"Um?"
Seeing Xu Long swagger away with an air of "it's none of my business," those who had been eavesdropping were dumbfounded.
Is this kid blind? Why is he so unmoved?
"Senior Brother Song, please don't do this. Senior Brother Wuji is quite innocent too."
Zhou Zhiruo tugged at Song Qingshu's sleeve, her expression one of deep reluctance.
"Now I'm in charge of the Wudang Sect. If I say he deserves it, then he deserves it."
Song Qingshu snorted, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
Zhou Zhiruo already disliked Zhang Wuji, and her expression and words were like gasoline poured on a raging fire.
"Brother Wuji, you call me that so affectionately!"
"Go back, everyone! My master and my father are going into seclusion for at least seven days. There will be plenty of opportunities to deal with him."
Song Qingshu looked in the direction Xu Long had left, his murderous intent intensifying.
After seeing Song Qingshu off, Zhou Zhiruo closed the door, a disdainful expression on her face. "This toad dares to dream of eating swan meat, what a piece of trash."
"That's right. A toad like Song Qingshu is only good for disgusting people."
A soft voice came from behind her, startling Zhou Zhiruo so much that she shuddered.
Someone managed to sneak into the room without her and Song Qingshu noticing at all; if they had intended to kill them...
Zhou Zhiruo dared not think about it anymore, because the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.
Who are you? Do you know where you are?
Zhou Zhiruo turned around, her face a mask of bravado masking her inner weakness, "As long as I shout..."
"Then go ahead and shout!"
Xu Long smiled and gestured for Zhou Zhiruo to shout as loud as she wanted.
"This is the Wudang Sect, and its leader is Zhang Sanfeng, the Number One Under Heaven. But so what? Zhang Sanfeng and five of the Seven Heroes of Wudang are in seclusion, and Yu Daiyan is crippled. Who can stop me? That good-for-nothing Song Qingshu?"
Xu Long had changed his appearance; even Zhang Sanfeng wouldn't recognize him based on his looks alone.
"Senior, you've barged into my room. If word gets out, it won't look good. Not to mention my master Abbess Miejue, and the other seniors of Wudang, the whole world will probably laugh at you."
Seeing Xu Long's confident and fearless demeanor, Zhou Zhiruo immediately changed her strategy and began to use her powerful connections to intimidate him.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be really scared.
However, Xu Long has always been unconventional and doesn't care what others think of him.
"Is that so? So what if the whole world laughs at me? As long as they don't laugh at me to my face, it's none of my business. But if they dare say it to my face, I'll kill them. As for you, if word gets out that a man broke into your room, your reputation will be ruined."
Xu Long's figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Zhou Zhiruo.
His body pressed tightly against Zhou Zhiruo's back, his hot breath warming her earlobes.
Although Zhou Zhiruo was very cunning, she was still a virgin and had never experienced anything like this before.
A blush spread from her ears to her cheeks, and she quickly ran away like a startled rabbit.
"You... you... you're supposed to be a senior expert, how could you do such a frivolous thing!"
Zhou Zhiruo trembled with rage and grabbed the Heavenly Sword, ready to strike.
However, even if she were to combine the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sabre, she wouldn't be able to cause any trouble in Xu Long's hands, given her strength.
The sword had only been drawn three inches when Xu Long pressed it back in.
He reached out and pressed on an acupoint on his right arm, Heavenly Sword fell to the ground with a thud.
Xu Long had his left arm around Zhou Zhiruo's slender waist, and his right hand on her neck.
"You..."
Feeling the overwhelming scent of the man, Zhou Zhiruo was instantly captivated.
It's not that she's naturally provocative, but rather that the scent is just too intoxicating.
It's like poison; once you smell it, you can't resist.
Ultimately, they fall into a bottomless abyss from which they can never escape.
"Heh, Pure Yin Physique, so easy to seduce."
Xu Long chuckled. The Extreme Yang Severed Yin Body evolved from the Pure Yang Physique, making it more powerful and extreme than the Pure Yang Body.
For beings who cultivate Yin-attribute energy and those with Pure Yin Physique, this is a poison from which they cannot extricate themselves.
They don't need to use any special methods; they'll pounce on you as soon as you get close.
"Wrong!"
A look of struggle appeared on Zhou Zhiruo's face as she lay in Xu Long. Her remaining rationality told her she shouldn't do this, but she just couldn't control herself.
"There's nothing wrong with it, come here, come into my arms."
Xu Long stuck out his tongue and gently licked her ear.
After that, this scheming woman completely fell for him.
The insects dared not utter a sound, and the room was filled with the fragrance of a daughter.
When Zhou Zhiruo woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.
Birds sing on the branches, butterflies dance among the flowers.
She felt exhausted, as if her whole body had fallen apart.
"Last night..."
Zhou Zhiruo murmured something, then her expression changed drastically.
I quickly pulled back the covers, and a bright red color came into view.
"It's true! Who could it be?!"
Zhou Zhiruo's face was frosty. She had confessed herself in a daze, and what was most hateful was that she didn't even know the other person's identity.
Zhang Wuji?
Impossible. He was poisoned by Xuanming True Qi; he survived entirely thanks to Zhang Sanfeng.
Song Qingshu?
Even less likely, that good-for-nothing can't even beat her.
Zhang Cuishan, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, is dead, Yu Daiyan is crippled, and the other five are in seclusion with Zhang Sanfeng.
The vast Wudang Sect simply doesn't have such a master!