Ordinary Group Leader: "What's wrong with low-martial longevity? I've even seen no-martial longevity."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Though that elixir of immortality wasn't true immortality, living several thousand years was still easy-peasy."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Think about it optimistically."
Ordinary Group Leader: "However, I really haven't carefully browsed the shop."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Especially wuxia worlds."
After all, her world was also a high-martial world. Cultivation methods were countless. She had absolutely no need to look at these wuxia techniques.
Of course, there was also the most important point.
She—a spiritual energy insulator—couldn't cultivate through cultivation manuals anyway. Why the hell would she browse the shop for these?
Brandon White was simply uninterested in these.
Boil Dagu Into Soup: "Aren't we getting the focus wrong?"
Shouldn't they be discussing Zhang Sanfeng's centennial feast now?
Lighthouse Richest Man: "Speaking of which, shouldn't we wish Zhang Sanfeng happy birthday?"
Lighthouse Richest Man: "Need to prepare a cake?"
Kasumi Shiko: "Why don't you sing the birthday song while you're at it?"
Lighthouse Richest Man: "That's not impossible either."
Holy Lord: "..."
Holy Lord: "Merely one hundred years. What's there to celebrate?"
Everyone would be immortal in the future. What was there to care about regarding age?
Ordinary Group Leader: "@Zhang Sanfeng, can you livestream this centennial birthday?"
When young, watching The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber—she had no favorable impression of the five great sects forcing Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu to death. Originally thought that later, after Zhang Wuji grew up, he'd avenge his parents. Result—he actually forgave them?
Though there were a pile of reasons like righteousness and such, she just wasn't happy about it!
Moreover, what had these sects done to resist the Yuan Dynasty?
They'd done jack shit.
Those who fought Yuan hardest were clearly the Ming Cult.
Though Ming Cult's motives also weren't pure, at least they were doing something! But these sects—one by one did nothing.
They could live purely because they were orthodox sects.
So she really wanted to see Zhang Sanfeng change this situation this time.
Not saying kill all these so-called orthodox sects entirely—of course Zhang Sanfeng also couldn't do such things. But giving them a profound lesson was still possible.
Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak. Only after a moment did everyone's ears hear the chat group's mechanical voice.
"Ding! Group member Zhang Sanfeng has opened a livestream."
Hearing this voice, everyone also entered the livestream one after another.
Ordinary Group Leader: "This time, must properly teach these orthodox sects a lesson."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Best to brutally beat them!"
Lighthouse Richest Man: "Not even mentioning current Zhang Sanfeng who's equivalent to immortal cultivation—even previous Zhang Sanfeng was already Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber world's ceiling. If not for Zhang Cuishan's actions being too quick, and Zhang Sanfeng's mentality becoming more peaceful in old age—they likely wouldn't have good outcomes."
Lighthouse Richest Man: "This time... they're probably getting hammered into mincemeat."
Zhang Sanfeng—limited by his world—didn't have many points. But not many also depended on comparison. Compared to Madara Uchiha, Holy Lord, Marquis Voban, and others—naturally far inferior. But this didn't mean his points were truly very few.
One should know—originally Wudang only had Wudang Pure Yang Technique as one cultivation method. Almost everything else was created by Zhang Sanfeng himself. Even Wudang Pure Yang Technique was something Zhang Sanfeng deduced from one-third of the Nine Yang Divine Technique.
Later, he even used this to create Pure Yang Infinite Technique—such top-tier internal energy.
So many techniques naturally could exchange for quite a few points. Key point—Zhang Sanfeng still lived. He could still create techniques.
Top-tier techniques—for Zhang Sanfeng to create required long time and comprehension. But creating some third-rate, second-rate martial arts was still extremely easy.
After all, he was Zhang Sanfeng!
What degree Zhang Sanfeng's current strength reached—they didn't know. But definitely stronger than before.
Invincible East: "Orthodox sects mostly hypocritical and false. So-called orthodox and evil—never just words. Surface righteous gentlemen—behind the scenes, petty villain behavior. Just skilled at hiding, using righteousness to disguise their actions."
Invincible East held extreme disdain for some hypocritical orthodox sects.
Some things—if done, then done. Yet insisting on using hypocritical language to cover one's actions, putting on righteous hats for themselves.
Such people were even more disgusting than pure evildoers!
Like their Sun Moon Holy Cult—originally a demonic sect. They were villains, demons. But they'd never concealed their actions.
Evil was evil. Everyone knew they were evildoers.
This was why they looked down on these "orthodox sects."
However, since she'd taken charge of Sun Moon Holy Cult, burning, killing, and plundering were prohibited by her decree. Violators—all executed!
Now common people under Sun Moon Holy Cult's jurisdiction lived far better than other places.
Zhang Sanfeng: "According to Yuanqiao and others' investigations, before this old Daoist's birthday, various jianghu sects already began moving toward Wudang."
Zhang Sanfeng: "Besides the five great sects—Shaolin, Emei, Huashan, Kunlun, Kongtong—there are also quite a few minor sects."
Zhang Sanfeng: "This old Daoist also wants to see what flowers they can speak."
Wudang Mountain—Zhang Sanfeng's mouth carried a faint smile. Though over one hundred, he seemingly grew younger the more he lived.
His temperament was increasingly ethereal—immortal bearing. Standing there, he seemingly merged with nature.
Invincible East: "Master Zhang's aura somewhat resembles my master's. Only master looks more like an ordinary person, while Master Zhang more like merging with nature. Has an indescribable feeling."
Ordinary Group Leader: "I know, I know!"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Dugu Qiubai more like a sword sheathed—when not attacking, no sharpness whatsoever. No different from ordinary people. But once attacking—thunderous strike, full sharpness."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Though Zhang Sanfeng's aura also seems like an ordinary person, this appearance just looks like an immortal cultivation old man."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Completely can't hide his expert demeanor!"
Uchiha Dance King: "Your comparison..."
Lighthouse Richest Man: "Unexpectedly fitting?!"
Zhang Sanfeng also helplessly smiled, unhurriedly walking into Zhenwu Hall.
Currently the Wudang Seven Heroes—including Zhang Cuishan and Yu Daiyan—had all assembled.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Sanfeng momentarily felt dazed. Since Yu Daiyan was crippled and Zhang Cuishan disappeared, he'd never again seen this scene.
Precisely because of this, he was very grateful he could join the chat group.
Relying on the chat group's Bone-Forging Pill, Yu Daiyan's legs weren't just repaired—his entire body's bones were tempered.
Mentality tempered from years of disability even made his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds.
(End of Chapter)