Chapter 81: A Gathering at Mount Wudang

By noon, when Hua Feng and his three companions arrived, a considerable number of cultivators from the surrounding regions had already gathered on Mount Wudang.

It was Hua Feng's first time on Mount Wudang, and he had no idea where to go. While Dan Qiusheng went off to greet old acquaintances among the ranks of the One Qi Dao Alliance, Hua Feng, accompanied by Yun Meng and Bai Feng, sat quietly by the edge of the assembly square, waiting in silence.

He took in the scene, observing the many experts—some with their auras boldly displayed, others with theirs concealed—and was inwardly astounded by the strength of the various sects within the alliance. The dozens gathered in the square were all leaders or heads of their respective sects, each one at least at the peak of the Yuan Sovereign level, with more than a few having reached the realm of Yuan Emperor. Some appeared utterly unremarkable, old men who seemed to pose no threat at all, yet might very well be capable of erupting in an instant with a murderous energy that could wipe out dozens.

As the representative of the Peasant School and a neighbor to Mount Wudang, Hua Feng had come on his own. Prior to his departure, he had messaged Shen Qiu, instructing him to take care of things at home, as he himself would be staying with the One Qi Dao Alliance for a while. This time, he had come on behalf of the Peasant School to see if he could be of any assistance to the Wudang Sect. Not being one to enjoy striking up conversations with strangers, he had chosen a quiet corner where few paid him any heed; since no one approached him, he was quite content to keep to himself. After all, regardless of the circumstances, today’s real protagonist was Zhang Sanfeng, that legendary figure.

“Hua Feng, do you think we’ll get to see Elder Zhang Sanfeng today?” Yun Meng, growing anxious from the wait, whispered her question to him.

“We definitely will. Let’s wait for Senior Yi Chenzi to finish his meditation and come out first,” Hua Feng replied, having already gleaned some understanding of the situation from the surrounding conversations.

“Good fortune always follows those of virtue; everything will work out in the end,” Bai Feng spoke up for once, her voice gentle. It seemed that ever since the contract was dissolved with Zecke, the bright and sunny side of her personality was slowly returning.