Smith felt a strange sense of satisfaction. To be honest, although Nun Miejue was not young, her skin was still remarkably smooth. The sensation of slapping her was oddly enjoyable.
However, Smith didn't feel that Nun Miejue deserved to die. He could tell that her intentions weren't entirely malicious. She had been searching for Xie Xun. After all, for the Emei Sect, Wudang Mountain had always been their most significant ally.
Clearly, she had been manipulated by others and used as a pawn in their scheme.
But hearing Smith's words, the onlookers couldn't help but be shocked. The strength Xiao displayed had left everyone in awe. The boy's power was likely the greatest in the world!
Even Hu Tao wasn't far behind. She was undoubtedly one of the best martial artists alive. After all, her opponent was a monk from the Shaolin Temple—someone who could also be considered a top master in the world.
Smith knew that if it came to pure moves, the martial arts of this world were on par with the techniques circulating on the Teyvat continent. However, in terms of internal energy, it was clear that even the strongest of these masters couldn't compare to the elemental force harnessed by those from Teyvat.
But what was puzzling to Smith was how Hu Tao could use elemental force so freely in this world. Could it be related to the guild's influence?
Xiao, who had been thoroughly immersed in the battles of the martial arts world, had to admit that the humans in this world had developed unique paths of evolution. Their techniques and martial arts offered valuable insights for those from Teyvat. After all, only a select few could even obtain the Eye of God.
But since Smith had already urged him to take action, Xiao didn't hesitate any longer. He was confident that the Rock King Emperor had observed his earlier fights and would make a decision soon enough.
Smith already had the Pure Yang Wuji Gong in his possession, which was more than enough to begin exploring new paths for his own cultivation.
"Disappear now!" Xiao's voice was cold, and a terrifying aura radiated from him, making his presence feel twice as powerful as before.
Xiao's figure blurred as he moved. In the blink of an eye, masters like Pang Ban and Bashiba were all struck down. Each of them had a blood hole punctured through their bodies, and a single strike from Xiao killed them instantly.
Once the enemies had fallen, Xiao vanished and reappeared beside Smith, acting like a loyal bodyguard.
On the other side, Hu Tao was also engaged in a fierce battle. She had completely overwhelmed the sweeping monk, and it was clear that if things continued this way, the monk would soon meet his end at her hands.
"Thank you, sir, and the Great Sage who subdues demons, for coming down to the world to destroy the evil!" Zhang Sanfeng exclaimed, having witnessed everything that had unfolded. He was now even more convinced that Smith and Xiao had been sent by the Emperor Ziwei.
There was no other explanation for their immense power.
Zhang Sanfeng, who considered himself the top powerhouse in this world, knew that he could not have matched Xiao's strength. The other party was undoubtedly an immortal!
Reflecting on the deal that Smith had made earlier, Zhang Sanfeng thought that Smith might be curious about their martial arts and cultivation techniques.
Without hesitation, Zhang Sanfeng reached into his robes, took out several secret scrolls, and handed them to Smith. "These are my Wudang secret manuals. Please accept them, Mr. Smith. I hope you will not find them lacking."
"Thank you very much!" Smith said with deep appreciation. He looked at Zhang Sanfeng with genuine respect. "In exchange, let me tell you a secret. Your third disciple's troubles were orchestrated by the Vajra Sect of the Western Region and the people of the Ruyang Palace from the Yuan Dynasty. The black jade intermittent ointment you've been searching for is also in Ruyang Palace. But be cautious, as the people there are extremely crafty."
Zhang Sanfeng beamed with joy. "Thank you, Mr. Smith." He smiled sincerely. Zhang Sanfeng was not a man who easily opened up to others. After all, he had a reputation to uphold, and one could not simply gain his trust without good reason.
But there was no greater joy for him than knowing that his third disciple could have a chance at revenge and possibly a recovery.
The others present were left dumbfounded. All the sects and schools knew just how prideful Zhang Sanfeng was. He was a man who rarely showed his emotions, and if he did, it was a sign of something extraordinary. His generosity in handing over all of Wudang's secret martial arts manuals was beyond what anyone could have imagined.
Meanwhile, the battle on Hu Tao's side had come to an end. With one powerful strike from her Homa Staff, she pierced the sweeping monk's chest, ending his life instantly. The Shaolin monk who had accompanied the sweeping monk could do nothing but watch in shock. There was no way he could seek revenge now.
If Hu Tao's strength had still been within their tolerances, Xiao's power was an entirely different matter. It was a dimensionality reduction attack—a force so overwhelming that it could crush all who stood before it.
"It looks like no one will disturb your birthday celebration today," Smith said, glancing around at the now-quiet scene. He turned to Zhang Sanfeng with a grin. "With you here, who would dare to make trouble?"
"Ding! Mission complete. Help Wudang Mountain resolve the crisis in the Zongwu World."
The system prompt chimed in Smith's mind.
"Reward: Member Xiao gets 3500 points. Hu Tao gets 1000 points. President Smith gets 500 points. The guild receives 50 points. Keep up the good work, President and members."
The notification filled Smith with satisfaction. The team had done well, and they had proven their worth in resolving the crisis.
"The crisis at Wudang Mountain has been resolved," Smith said after a moment of thought. He turned to Zhang Sanfeng, his voice becoming more serious. "It's time for us to leave. Some people's actions may seem pitiful, but that doesn't excuse their wrongdoings. Just because someone has a tragic past doesn't mean they can be forgiven for their sins."
Zhang Sanfeng fell silent at Smith's words. He understood that Smith was referring to Xie Xun. From what Zhang Cuishan had told him, he knew Xie Xun had suffered greatly. It was indeed a tragic story. But as Smith pointed out, Xie Xun had committed many unforgivable acts.
Zhang Sanfeng reflected for a moment. His disciple had a distorted view of life. Or perhaps it was the ten years he had spent overseas that had caused his perception to become skewed.
"Let's go!" Smith said, glancing at Xiao and Hu Tao before turning to leave.
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Guild Information
Guild President: Smith
Guild Level: 2 (200/500)
Guild Members: 7/10
Personal Points: 27,000
Points are still not enough!
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