Chapter - 483 All Over the World, No One Can be a Hero (8) (1/2)

An old monk behind Kong Zhi stood up and said, ”Shaolin Pai is ashamed to be the host; as luck would have it, our Fangzhang [Abbot] has suddenly fallen ill. Nobody is in charge of this grand assembly, and in the end we become the laughingstock of everybody present. Xie Xun and the Tulong Saber are two separate matters, but they are two in one and one in two, which can be handled together. According to Lao Na, what this Ye Shizhu [benefactor] of Qinghai Pai said is very reasonable. There are countless brave people with outstanding ability among the attending heroes. We only need everybody to demonstrate each one's skill. Whoever stays standing at the end will have the right to handle Xie Xun; the Tulong Saber will also be his. Let the heroes consider; isn't it a good idea?”

Zhang Wuji asked Peng Yingyu, ”Who is this monk?”

Peng Yingyu shook his head. ”Subordinate does not know,” he said, ”This monk did not participate in the besieging of the Brightness Peak. He also was not one of those held captive by Junzhu Niangniang at the Wanan Temple. But since he repeatedly speaks in front of Kong Zhi Dashi, his position in the Temple must not be low.”

Zhao Min said in a low voice, ”Nine out of ten, this man belongs to Yuan Zhen gang. I am guessing that Kong Wen Fangzhang has fallen into Yuan Zhen's hands. Kong Zhi Dashi thereupon is forced to comply with these rebels' wish. That's why he looks so gloomy and dispirited.”

Zhang Wuji's heart sank; ”Peng Dashi, what do you think?” he asked.

”Junzhu's guess makes sense,” Peng Yingyu replied, ”Only Shaolin Temple is full of martial art masters. Yuan Zhen's his nerves must be too big to have the courage to openly defy his superior and create trouble.”

”Yuan Zhen has made preparations long time ago,” Zhang Wuji said, ”First, he wants to destroy our Cult; second, he wants to gain control over the Beggar Clan. Both deceitful attempts failed when success was just in sight. This time, I believe he wants to be the Shaolin Pai's Zhang Men Fangzhang [sect leader, abbot].”

”To be Zhang Men Fangzhang might not be enough,” Zhao Min said.

”Shaolin Pai is the number one Sect in the Wulin world,” Zhang Wuji said, ”Being the Zhang Men Fangzhang is the pinnacle of achievement; nothing can be higher than that.”

”How about 'wulin zhi zun'?” Zhao Min asked, ”Isn't 'the most revered in the Wulin world' higher than Shaolin Pai's Zhang Men Fangzhang?”

”He wants to be the 'wulin zhi zun'?” Zhang Wuji asked absentmindedly.

”Wuji Gege,” Zhao Min said, ”Just because Zhou Jiejie [elder sister] married another man, you become muddle-headed, and cannot think about anything else clearly.”

As the secret of his heart was exposed, Zhang Wuji blushed. ”Zhang Wuji,” he silently scolded himself, ”You must not be engrossed in one thing and care about man-woman relationship only, and thus setting the important matter of rescuing Yifu aside.” Calming himself down, he thought about how Yuan Zhen was really farsighted; today's great assembly was part of his grand schemes, so there must be something greater than what meets the eye. ”Min Mei,” he said, ”What do you think Yuan Zhen's real intention is?”

Zhao Min said, ”This man Yuan Zhen is very cunning; extremely intelligent …”

Zhou Dian, who had been listening on the side this conversation in low voice, finally could not restrain himself from cut in, ”Junzhu Niangniang, you are also very cunning and extremely intelligent. I'll say you are not the least bit inferior to Yuan Zhen.”

Zhao Min laughed, ”You flatter me too much,” she said.

Zhou Dian said, ”Not too much …”