Wuxia: The Super Slave Master

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Upon closer inspection, he spotted the beautiful figure in the crowd—the one he had longed for day and night, the one who kept him awake at night!

But that one glance made his heart flutter with sweetness, his blood surged, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood!

Because in his line of sight, Zhou Zhiruo was intimately holding the arm of a strange man, her face radiating a deep sense of happiness!

boom!

Song Qingshu felt as if he had been struck by lightning from the heavens!

Song Qingshu had admired Zhou Zhiruo for a long time, and if Zhou Zhiruo were to be taken away by Zhang Wuji, then Song Qingshu would accept it.

However, Zhou Zhiruo is now arm in arm with a strange man, and Song Qingshu believes he is much more handsome than this stranger.

As for his strength and cultivation, Song Qingshu was extremely confident.

In his view, the stranger in front of him could not possibly be a strong person, because Song Qingshu could name almost all the young strong people in the martial arts world.

But the man in front of him was someone he had never heard of before!

Although the man's mount was very powerful and his cape was incredibly stylish, in Song Qingshu's opinion, these flashy and cool things were exactly what some good-for-nothing young masters loved!

"Hey! Where did this audacious scoundrel come from! How dare you trespass on the gates of my Wudang Mountain! Let me, Song Qingshu, teach you a lesson!"

With a sharp shout, Song Qingshu leaped and landed in front of Luo Chen's demon puppet army.

"Song Qingshu, damn it, it was you, you idiot!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen realized it was Song Qingshu and immediately pulled Zhou Zhiruo into his arms even tighter, kissing her passionately several times.

Zhou Zhiruo's cheeks flushed, a mixture of shyness and joy, her face radiating happiness.

"Ah! Zhiruo! You...you...how could you do this! As the leader of the Emei Sect, how could you do this in public with a strange man, Zhiruo!"

Seeing this scene, Song Qingshu felt as if his heart was being torn apart! It felt as if the blood in his heart was flowing out wildly; who could understand the pain in his heart?

"Ah—you bastard! Who are you! What tricks did you use to deceive Zhiruo? I challenge you to a duel!"

Seeing his beloved nestled so shyly in another man's arms, Song Qingshu's head buzzed with blood.

Upon hearing Song Qingshu call him a bastard, Luo Chen's face immediately darkened.

Before he could speak, Zhou Zhiruo in his arms suddenly released a chilling killing intent!

"Song Qingshu! How dare you insult my master! I'll cut out your tongue!"

With a clang, Zhou Zhiruo drew her longsword. With her current cultivation level, dealing with Song Qingshu was as easy as chopping vegetables.

In an instant, a cold glint flashed from the sword, and a graceful figure danced through the air! This sword was aimed directly at Song Qingshu's tongue!

Chapter Fifty: The Detestable Righteousness

This sword strike was imbued with boundless rage from Zhou Zhiruo!

Anyone who dares to curse their master must suffer severe torture before they can die!

"Ah—Zhiruo, stop! It's me, Qingshu!"

When Song Qingshu saw Zhou Zhiruo draw her sword against him, his face changed drastically, turning ashen, and he exclaimed in shock.

But Zhou Zhiruo didn't care whether it was a green book or a red book. As long as you dared to disrespect my master, I would make you a rotten book!

Zhou Zhiruo's sword was as fast as a shooting star. Before Song Qingshu could even react, she stabbed the sword directly into his mouth. The blade churned for a moment, then she pulled it out abruptly, bringing with it a chunk of blood and flesh!

"Wow! Ah, ah-ba, ah-ba, mmm mmm..."

Song Qingshu felt a tearing pain in his mouth. Then, when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of bits of flesh and blood from his tongue came out, and he could no longer speak!

He became mute!

"Senior Brother Song!"

"Senior Brother Song!"

……

The seven Wudang disciples guarding the mountain gate turned pale with fright when they saw that Song Qingshu himself was injured, and so badly.

This Song Qingshu is the son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. His tongue has been cut out. If the seven of them escape back, their fate will be even worse!

"Hmph! You all collude with Song Qingshu, you all deserve to die!"

When Zhou Zhiruo saw seven more people appear, she was about to raise her sword and kill them all.

"Wait! Zhiruo, come back!" Luo Chen suddenly shouted.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo did not hesitate at all and immediately returned to Luo Chen's embrace, gently asking, "Master, what are your orders?"

Luo Chen smiled. He called out to Zhou Zhiruo not because he was being overly compassionate, but because just now, the golden-haired lion beast had suddenly conveyed a wish to him.

That's the desire to eat people!

The golden-haired lion beast sensed a righteous aura emanating from these Wudang disciples; it was the aura of the righteous sects of the martial world!

Luo Chen is a demon king! He is filled with demonic energy! Naturally, he is incompatible with the righteous and awe-inspiring spirit!

However, Luo Chen's demonic attributes were too strong, and this level of righteous energy could not affect him at all, so he didn't feel anything at all.

As Luo Chen's mount, the Golden Lion Beast naturally developed a strong aversion to the righteous spirit!

However, he did not possess the attributes of a demon king, and therefore immediately felt extremely annoyed by this righteous spirit!

More importantly, at the very moment the golden lion beast was enraged, the system told Luo Chen that by letting the golden lion beast eat these people with righteous energy, it could absorb their righteous energy, thereby improving its cultivation and potentially evolving!

"Go ahead! Here's your snack!"

Luo Chen patted the back of the golden lion beast beneath him, then embraced Zhou Zhiruo and leaped up, releasing the golden lion beast.

"Roar!"

With Luo Chen's permission, the golden-haired lion beast pushed off the ground with its powerful limbs and pounced forward in an instant. Its huge body, like a prehistoric beast, immediately leaped towards the seven Wudang disciples.

The seven Wudang disciples rushed forward to help Song Qingshu, but suddenly they realized that something was blocking the sunlight!

Looking up, the seven people were so frightened that they immediately soiled themselves!

Because in their line of sight, a golden-haired lion beast, about the size of half a house, had already pounced from the air, its gaping maw as big as two or three washbasins in the instant it opened!

A rough estimate suggests that one bite could hold at least three or four people's heads!

Roar!

With its mane standing upright, the golden lion beast's cultivation level was equivalent to that of the innate and acquired realms, making it impossible for these Wudang disciples to withstand it. It devoured two Wudang disciples in one bite.

The other five Wudang disciples were so frightened that their legs went weak. Two of them were so terrified by the golden lion beast's fierce and domineering aura that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

However, the aura of righteousness emanating from them annoyed the golden-haired lion beast, which devoured all the Wudang disciples in just a few bites!

belch--

The golden lion beast let out a half-full burp, then stuck out its bloody tongue and licked Song Qingshu's face, leaving Song Qingshu's face covered in blood!

"Ah! Waaaaah!" Song Qingshu wiped the blood from his face, speechless, he was practically going crazy!

He raised his Wudang sword and thrust it at the golden-haired lion beast.

Roar! With a gaping maw, Song Qingshu's head was devoured!

Chapter 51 Two Choices

Luo Chen sensed it and found that when the Golden Lion Beast ate these Wudang disciples, a wisp of white energy transformed into a stream of energy and replenished the Golden Lion Beast's body, increasing its cultivation by a bit.

When the golden lion beast consumed Song Qingshu, although the white aura was still only a wisp, it was significantly more than the total amount from the seven disciples, causing the beast's cultivation to increase slightly once again.

"Indeed, it seems that Wudang disciples are a great tonic for the Golden Lion Beast!"

Luo Chen was very satisfied, feeling that the Golden Lion Beast was going to have a great time on this trip to Wudang.

Afterwards, Luo Chen, with Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, rode the golden-haired lion beast and entered the gate of Wudang Mountain in a grand procession.

"Something's wrong, Sect Leader! Senior Brother Song... Senior Brother Song, he..."

A disciple stumbled and crawled up the mountain, and upon arriving at the square in front of the Wudang main hall, he knelt down with a thud, shouting in panic.

This person was calling out "Senior Brother Song," but everyone knew he was Song Yuanqiao's son, Song Qingshu!

"What's wrong with Qing Shu? Let's talk this out!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanqiao's expression changed drastically. After all, it was his son, so he seemed somewhat worried.

"Uncle Song, your son...he...he..."

"What do you mean, 'he'? Speak clearly! What's wrong with Qing Shu?!"

Song Yuanqiao was furious with this disciple, and his anxiety grew.

"Reporting to Uncle-Master Song, your son... he's been killed!" the disciple said breathlessly and in terror.

Just now, he went on patrol and happened to see the fight at the mountain gate from a mountain peak. He watched helplessly as Song Qingshu and the other seven Wudang disciples died tragically!

"What! What did you say! Qing Shu is dead? That's impossible!"

Song Yuanqiao flew into a rage, grabbed the Wudang disciple from the ground, and asked again incredulously.

Song Yuanqiao could hardly believe his disciple's words. He desperately hoped that if his disciple said it again, it wouldn't be the same answer he had given before...

However, despite his trembling fear, the disciple dared not lie and said again with a look of dread, "Senior Brother Song is really dead! I saw it with my own eyes at Luoxia Peak. He died right at the mountain gate, his head was eaten in one bite by a huge beast!"

boom!

Like a bolt from the blue, it exploded in Song Yuanqiao's mind.

Song Qingshu is dead? My son is dead?

A father's heart is connected to his son's. Now that his son is dead, Song Yuanqiao's blood is boiling. He roars to the sky, "Who! Who killed Qingshu! I will make him pay with his life!"

Song Yuanqiao was enraged. In a moment of carelessness, he released too much power and killed the Wudang disciple in his hand!

"The Demon King has descended! The demon has come to the Central Plains! With a single strike of his demonic claws, all will become his slaves!"

Just then, a series of deafening shouts came from the mountain path in front of the main hall!

The Wudang group immediately became alert.

Even Zhang Sanfeng, who was sitting upright on the futon in the main hall, opened his eyes upon hearing this domineering slogan.

After all, the power of that token had left Zhang Sanfeng with lingering fear.

Now that the owner of the token has come in person, Zhang Sanfeng has no confidence in winning whatsoever.

In front of the main hall, a golden lion-like beast with shimmering golden fur roared and leaped out of the forest. Its two small fleshy wings flapped twice, but they were too small to stay in the air for long before it landed.

Then, a large group of demon puppets emerged from the mountains and forests.

Of course, there were also demon slaves such as Zhao Min, Jingxiang, Xiao Zhao, and Ding Minjun at the forefront of this demon puppet army.

"I am Zhang Sanfeng, may I ask who you are?"

With a slight movement, Zhang Sanfeng used the top-level movement technique of the Cloud Ladder, instantly appearing from the main hall to the square in front of him.

Although the power of that token left him with a great psychological scar, since they had already come to his doorstep, as the host, he had to come out and meet them!

"Sure, my name is Luo Chen! Of course, you can also call me Demon King!"

Luo Chen laughed and introduced himself. Then he continued, "You probably already know why I'm here: to enslave Yang Buhui. I'll give you two choices. One is to hand over Yang Buhui to me and give me three hundred Wudang disciples to feed my little pet. The other is to let me kill you all, and then enslave Yang Buhui!"

Chapter 52 If I don't let you die, how can you possibly die?

These words immediately enraged all the Wudang disciples!

Wudang and Shaolin are the two pillars of the martial arts world! In fact, due to the existence of Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang's status may even be slightly higher than Shaolin's.

No matter which sect came to Wudang, they all spoke to him with great courtesy.

Today, someone actually dared to force their way through the mountain gate, and their first words were to kill all of Wudang!

This is beyond just being domineering!

This is utterly ignorant of one's own limitations and extremely arrogant!

"What did you say! What do you take our Wudang Sect for?!"

"How dare you cause trouble in our Wudang! You must have a death wish!"