"What?"
Xiao Yao stood up and flew down from the cliff." Fifth Brother, Zhang Cuishan is back?"”
" Little Uncle-Master, Fifth Uncle-Master has indeed returned. However, he's not the only one who has returned. Xie Xun, one of the Four Great Guardian Kings of Ming Cult, Yin Susu, the leader of the Purple Myrtle Hall of Heavenly Eagle Cult, and the people from the other five great sects have also returned.”
"A few Martial Uncles want you to quickly go over and take charge of the situation.”
The third-generation disciple in green slightly bowed to Xiao Yao.
Although Xiao Yao was only ten years old, he was the Youngest Uncle of the third generation disciples of Wudang Sect in terms of seniority. Most importantly, Xiao Yao was a grandmaster and the successor of the Wudang Sect Master appointed by Zhang Sanfeng. They dared not disrespect him.
"You want me to preside over the overall situation?"
"Did they start fighting?"
A scene from his memory appeared in Xiao Yao's mind.
On the day Zhang Cuishan returned, the five great sects were aggressive and forced Xie Xun to hand over the Dragon Slaying Saber. As a result, Zhang Cuishan and his wife committed suicide, becoming the greatest humiliation since the founding of Wudang Sect.
However, now that Xiao Yao had become the Sect Leader of Wudang Sect, he would not let such a thing happen!
"Five great sects?"
Xiao Yao narrowed his eyes and said,"Let's go!" If they are too arrogant, I don't mind teaching them a lesson.”
In fact, Xiao Yao didn't expect Zhang Cuishan to come back so soon. Zhang Sanfeng had just entered closed-door cultivation and told him to find Zhang Cuishan. In less than half a day, Zhang Cuishan had returned to the Central Plains and Wudang Sect.
"Teach them a lesson?"
The green-robed third-generation disciple's heart trembled.
This ten-year-old Youngest Uncle was really domineering. The experts of the five great sects were like clouds. Even the grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng did not dare to completely offend him.
.......
At this moment, on the Wudang martial arts field.
Hundreds of figures gathered.
Among them were not only the third generation disciples of Wudang, but also many disciples of the other five sects.
"Fifth Junior Brother!"
" Fifth Senior Brother!!!"
"You're finally back after twenty years!!”
Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and the others also welcomed Zhang Cuishan excitedly.
"Senior Brother Song!"
"Senior Brother Yu!"
" Junior Brother Mo!"
Zhang Cuishan, who was dressed in plain clothes, had mixed feelings in his heart. When he saw his former senior brothers and junior brothers, his heart was not calm.
"Right!"
"Where's Master?"
Zhang Cuishan asked. He had returned after twenty years, but he had not seen the figure of his master who loved him the most.
"Fifth Junior Brother, Master is in seclusion!”
"If he knew that Fifth Junior Brother had returned, he would definitely be happy.”
"Master has been worried about you all these years and has been asking us to look for you.”
Song Yuanqiao patted Zhang Cuishan's shoulder, his heart filled with emotion.
"Master is in seclusion?"
Zhang Cuishan gritted his teeth and felt guilty." Right, Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Yu, come! Let me introduce you!"
Zhang Cuishan hurriedly pulled Yin Susu and Zhang Wuji's hands over to Song Yuanqiao.""This is your sister-in-law, Yin Susu, and this is your Martial Nephew, Zhang Wuji!!”
"Wuji! Quick, greet Uncle Master!"
Zhang Cuishan patted Zhang Wuji's head.
"Greetings, Great Swordsman Song!"
Yin Susu cupped her fists and revealed a strange expression.
"Wuji greets Uncle Master!"
Zhang Wuji blinked and stared curiously at the bearded Song Yuanqiao.
"Wuji?"
"Great Uncle Master?"
"Fifth Junior Brother, is he really your son?”
Song Yuanqiao was really shocked.
Fifth Junior Brother, who had disappeared for nearly twenty years, had actually returned with a wife and a son. It was really a joyous occasion!
"Senior Brother, Wuji is my and Susu's child!”
"I'm ten years old this year."
Zhang Cuishan nodded.
"Ten? Wouldn't he be the same age as his junior brother?”
Song Yuanqiao had a bitter smile on his face. If Zhang Wuji met Xiao Yao, the seniority would be a little awkward!
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Come! Wuji, come to Great Uncle Master's side!"
Looking at the ten-year-old Zhang Wuji in front of him, Song Yuanqiao seemed to see Zhang Cuishan's appearance when he was young, and he doted on him even more.
"Greetings, Great Swordsman Song!"
Clang!
At this moment, Xie Xun walked forward, and his Dragon Slaying Saber landed heavily on the ground. He cupped his fists at Song Yuanqiao.
"Hmm?"
Song Yuanqiao stared at Xie Xun, then at the Dragon Slaying Saber in his hand. He could not help but frown." Fifth Junior Brother, is what they said true?”
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
"Xie Xun is my sworn brother. We are sworn brothers on Ice Fire Island.”
"Susu is indeed the daughter of Yin Tianzheng, the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Cult!”
"What they said is true."
Zhang Cuishan took a deep breath and nodded heavily.
"Yes!"
"In that case, let Little Junior Brother handle this matter!”
"After all, Master is currently in seclusion, and the entire Wudang Sect is under the control of Little Junior Brother.”
Song Yuanqiao narrowed his eyes and swept a glance at the experts of the five great sects gathered in the training ground. A sharp glint that had never appeared before flashed in his turbid eyes.
Letting Junior Brother take charge of this matter should be able to suppress the five sects.
After all, his junior brother often did not play by the rules. Whoever shouted loudly would be more painful when they were slapped in the face later.
"Little Junior Brother?"
Zhang Cuishan was stunned.
"Fifth Junior Brother, you might not know this, but not long ago, Master took in a ten-year-old last disciple named Xiao Yao!”
"Now, Master is in seclusion and has left behind his orders. The position of Wudang Sect Master will be temporarily replaced by Junior Brother.”
Song Yuanqiao grinned.
" Junior Brother, Xiao Yao?"
"To temporarily take over the position of Wudang Sect Master?"
" Senior Brother," Zhang Cuishan widened his eyes and said," In terms of seniority and experience, even if Master is in seclusion, the position of Sect Master should still be yours, right?" Could Master have gone senile?”
Ten-year-old sect leader?
What kind of joke was this?
Wasn't he afraid that Wudang would be tormented by this ten-year-old junior brother and become the laughing stock of the other sects?
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