The Supreme Wild Young Master-Chapter 636 Supreme Elder_1

Huaxia, behind the Big Buddha Temple’s mountain, in a quiet courtyard.

Master Wu Hui sits in a rocking chair in front of the door, gazing into the distance with a focusless look, lost in thought.

More than two months have passed, and since the battle in the ancient tomb, there has been no news of Yu Zhi and Elder Qi, he can now be certain that the two guys have already reported to the underworld.

This also means that Zhang Xian, that fellow, possesses the strength to kill those in the Grandmaster realm. On the day, he saw with his own eyes, Yu Zhi and Elder Qi went to intercept Zhang Xian.

Except for that always mysterious Zhang Xian, who no one could understand, with Yu Zhi and Elder Qi’s strength, it would be difficult for anyone to bring about their death.

"Zhang Xian, this fellow is indeed, not simple! It seems, I need to make a decision."

With a smile, Master Wu Hui suddenly took out his phone and dialed a number, "Brother Zhang, it’s been a while since we’ve been in touch, what have you been up to? I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately!"

"Master Wu Hui, why would you think of calling me today?"

Master Wu Hui laughed, "Nothing particular, I just wanted to ask you something. Yu Zhi and Elder Qi, they were killed by you, weren’t they?"

"What do you mean? The two old fellows are dead?"

Master Wu Hui was taken aback, laughed, and said, "Brother Zhang, let’s not beat about the bush. I saw with my own eyes the day those two fellows went to intercept you. At the time, I also knew, those two fellows were likely not going to make a return. As I had expected, the two fools disappeared without a trace after that."

"Haha, Master Wu Hui you really have a knack for predicting things! Those two old things, indeed, were killed by me."

Master Wu Hui heard this, his mouth twitching rhythmically.

Even though he was almost certain that Yu Zhi and Elder Qi had been killed by Zhang Xian, hearing Zhang Xian casually admit it made it hard for him to accept.

Zhang Xian’s strength had actually reached such a terrifying level that he could kill two Grandmaster realm opponents simultaneously.

"Master Wu Hui, you didn’t call me just to ask about this, did you?"

Master Wu Hui gathered his thoughts and replied, "That’s not exactly the case. However, although no one has evidence that you killed Yu Zhi and Elder Qi, the East China Sect and Broken Sword Sect are both pointing their fingers at you. Be careful for a while, and if necessary, you can notify me. Although our Big Buddha Temple can’t withstand the pressure from the two major sects, there’s no problem in helping you with small things."

"Haha, are the Broken Sword Sect and the East China Sect so powerful that they dare to create trouble? I bet the martial arts world will soon be in turmoil."

Master Wu Hui asked with a frown, "What do you mean?"

"God’s Spokesmen won’t let you off, their previous actions were just a warm-up."

Master Wu Hui asked, "Where did you get this information from, is it reliable? Those guys from God’s Spokesmen, they really want to get into it with our martial arts world?"

"I didn’t get any information, I’m just guessing."

Zhang Xian laughed, "Of course, believing it or not is up to you, don’t blame me for not warning you later."

"Just a guess..." Master Wu Hui’s mouth twitched rhythmically.

However, Zhang Xian’s words he dared not dismiss easily. If God’s Spokesmen were going to target their martial arts world, it would certainly not be a trivial matter. He just didn’t expect it to come so quickly.

They, the martial arts world, were still scattered sand, while God’s Spokesmen were working together, putting their energies in the same place. If a real battle broke out, their martial arts world would definitely not be able to withstand it.

God’s Spokesmen is not just an ordinary organization.

"Master Wu Hui, in my opinion, now seems to be the best time for God’s Spokesmen to take action. You, the Big Buddha Temple, as the leader of the martial arts world, should know what to do, right? I can tell you for certain, whether it’s in terms of high-end or low-end, your martial arts world is far behind God’s Spokesmen, even to the point where it’s not in the same league."

Master Wu Hui coughed lightly, "Brother Zhang, you won’t just stand by and watch this, will you?"

"Heh, I’m not part of your martial arts world, why should I care? Anyway, I have other things to do now, let’s talk more when we get the chance."

Master Wu Hui paused, wanting to say something more, but Zhang Xian didn’t give him the chance.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Wu Hui sighed and put his phone back into his trouser pocket. Zhang Xian, this fellow, has always been so cunning, causing him to be in such a dilemma!

...

Yanjing, in a certain villa.

After Zhang Xian hung up the phone, a cold smirk appeared on his handsome face.

The news of Elder Qi and Yu Zhi’s death had already been leaked. Even though no one has proof that he killed them, evidence was crap. The East China Sect and the Broken Sword Sect certainly won’t let him off.

Now, all he had to do was buy time. If he could stall for another month until the construction of their sect officially ended, everything would be great.

"I don’t know if I can scare that bald-headed Wu Hui." Zhang Xian laid back on the sofa, murmuring to himself.

The words he said just now, he actually didn’t have much assurance. However, at this critical juncture, he couldn’t care less. If the martial arts world doesn’t fight with God’s Spokesmen, they would come after him.

The matter of the ancient tomb, he was the sole beneficiary. Would the martial arts world let him off if the Broken Sword Sect and the East China Sect issued an order?

The answer is definitely, no one wants to work in vain.

"Husband..."

Fu Meiting, hugging Zhang Xian’s arm, asked, "The thing you just said, is it true? Those guys from God’s Spokesmen, do they really want to take action against the martial arts world?"

"I don’t have any informants in God’s Spokesmen, how could I be sure?"

Zhang Xian said, "However, as long as God’s Spokesmen aren’t foolish, they would choose to act at this critical moment. You should know, the martial arts world now is still split, and they haven’t even realized the impending crisis. If God’s Spokesmen continue to play small, once the martial arts world unites, it will be much more troublesome for them to take action." freewēbnoveℓ.com

"In addition, you’ve seen the base before, so many biochemical people were there, weren’t that the prelude for the battle? The biochemical people we ran into, maybe they were meant to deal with the martial arts world. Only, we were a step faster and we cleared their base before the battle started."

"That’s true!"

Fu Meiting nodded and said, "The strength of God’s Spokesmen is far superior to the martial arts world, they don’t need to waste time. They certainly won’t let go of the big bun that is the martial arts world."

"That’s why I’m saying, we still have time."

Zhang Xian chuckled and said, "Elder Sister Meiting, sell off this fellow’s villa, and all his other real estate properties as quickly as possible and convert them into cash. Then give it to Elder Sister Shaoyun."

"Alright." Fu Meiting responded with a smile.

After assessing the value of the man in white, they found that he was indeed rich, possessing nearly three billion in liquid assets alone.

Adding his real estate properties, even selling at a low price would make them no less than thirty billion, let alone fifty billion.

"This fellow, I don’t know where he got so much money from."

Glowing at the information on the coffee table, Zhang Xian laughed triumphantly, "Now, we should not run out of cash for a while. As for the money for the island, it can be given later."

...

In Huaxia, in front of a cave deep within a certain mountain range.

The Broken Sword Sect people, from the head of the Sect to an ordinary disciple, were all respectfully standing in front of the cave, waiting for something.

The sect leader, a middle-aged man around forty, had shoulder-length hair. A gleam of cunning often flashed through his small eyes.

Behind him stood an old man with half-white hair, short stature, and appearing skinny and frail. This man was another elder of the Broken Sword Sect.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Broken Sword Sect had gathered in front of the cave.

"Thump... Thump... Thump..."

Suddenly, a rhythmic sound of footsteps broke the silence in the mountain, gradually echoing from the cave, getting closer and closer.

Before long, an elder with long white hair and dressed in a long robe appeared in everyone’s sight.

"We greet the Supreme Elder."

Upon seeing the newcomer, the disciples of the Broken Sword Sect immediately bowed in salute.

Even the Sect Leader and the elders dared not show the slightest negligence and followed the other disciples in kneeling salutation.

"Why have you called me out?"

After the white-haired elder’s gaze had swept across the disciples of the Broken Sword Sect, he asked with a frown, "Eh? Why didn’t my nephew, Yu Zhi, come along with you?"

"Supreme Elder, Elder Yu..." The Head of the Broken Sword Sect didn’t know how to say it.

The white-haired elder glared at him, said irritably, "Spit it out! Why are you hesitating?"

"Yes, Supreme Elder."

The Head looked at the white-haired elder and said, "Elder Yu... He’s no longer in this world."

"What?"

The color drained from the face of the white-haired elder. He asked coldly, "What happened? Did something serious happen in the Broken Sword Sect while I was in seclusion?"

No... Not exactly..."

The Sect Leader plucked up his courage and said, "A while ago, an ancient tomb emerged in Tongzhi county. Elder Yu led a team to investigate, but was tricked by an insignificant person and perished there."

"An insignificant person’s scheme?"

The white-haired elder clenched his fists. A formidable aura burst out from him, pressing down on the crowd like a mountain, "Which insignificant person was so audacious, daring to harm my nephew?"

"Supreme Elder..."

Overwhelmed by the tremendous pressure, many disciples of the Broken Sword Sect could not bear it and knelt down.

Even the Elder who had reached the Grandmaster Realm and the Head of the Sect who had stepped into the Innate Realm found it hard to withstand the pressure. Amid that invisible pressure, they felt like a lone boat in a vast sea.

"Speak..."

The white-haired elder withdrew his aura and asked, in a cold voice.

"It’s..."

After taking a breath, the Head of the Sect hurriedly said, "It was a youngster named Zhang Xian."

"A youngster? What do you mean?" The old man with white hair asked.

The Sect Leader said, "Just a youngster, probably twenty-four-five years old. However, he’s very strange, tremendously strong, and even a Grandmaster is no match for him."

"Nonsense."

The white-haired elder angrily said, "A twenty-four or twenty-five years old Grandmaster, do you think I am as naive as a three-year-old child, that easy to deceive?"

"Supreme Elder, what I just said is true!"

The Sect Leader explained, "At first, we too didn’t believe in the strength of that youngster. But he is that strong, and we had no choice but to acknowledge this fact."

"You mean..."

The old man with white hair looked at the Sect Leader and asked, "My nephew was killed by that peculiar youngster?"

"Yes... that’s right." The Sect Leader nodded.

Upon hearing this, the Supreme Elder chuckled coldly. His originally murky eyes immediately cleared, and a tangible sense of killing intent leapt about in them.

"Sect Leader..."

At this moment, a young man hurriedly ran over and saluted, "The Elder of East China Sect has come to pay a visit."

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