Chapter 670: Sudden Attack Without Warning
After arriving at the inn in the small town at the foot of the mountain, Song Qingshu said to Jiumozhi and Ren Woxing, “I must thank you both for your righteous assistance today.”
Ren Woxing chuckled. “Hah! I’ve long found that bunch of bald donkeys from Shaolin displeasing. Today, borrowing the prestige of Daoist Zhang, I gave them a lesson. But I also caused trouble for Wudang, so I hope Daoist Zhang can forgive me.”
Zhang Sanfeng replied, “You’re too courteous, Master Ren. Nowadays, Shaolin places too much emphasis on sectarian divisions and often lacks human sentiment. If I had come alone, I might have just been met with cold rejection and left empty-handed. In truth, I should be the one thanking you both for stirring up the waters.”
Jiumozhi, who had been worried, was instantly overjoyed. “On the way down the mountain, I was uneasy, fearing that you would blame me for being too arrogant. Now that I hear your words, I can finally be at ease.”
Zhang Sanfeng smiled. “The Maha Cakra Vajra has mastered all 72 Ultimate Techniques of Shaolin. Such extraordinary talent is truly admirable.” He had always believed that martial arts across the world were ultimately one family, each borrowing from the strengths of others over centuries, making their true origins indistinguishable.
Unlike ordinary sect leaders who were bound by sectarian biases, he had no objections to Jiumozhi’s practice of various martial arts. Instead, he admired his intelligence and talent. Though Jiumozhi relied on the ingenuity of the ‘Minor Formless Martial Art’, mastering the vast changes of the 72 Ultimate Techniques to perfection was something few could achieve.
Being praised by someone of Zhang Sanfeng’s stature, Jiumozhi was overjoyed. “My meager skills before Daoist Zhang are like the dim light of a firefly compared to the brilliance of the moon. How could I dare to compete?”
On their journey to Mount Song, Jiumozhi had repeatedly sought Zhang Sanfeng’s guidance and had long been convinced of his profound cultivation. As a result, his usual arrogance had vanished, replaced by extreme humility.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly. “Maha Cakra Vajra, you are too modest. However, I do have one thing I’m not sure if I should say.”