Today, in the Xiu Yuan Hall, besides the wealthy individuals who came specifically to see Wan Yunting for treatment, many ordinary citizens also sought his medical attention. Although the number wasn't large, it was a good start.
At noon, Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang, and Qi Miaomiao were having lunch on the second floor with Qi Miaomiao, Du Hua, and Wang Zhuyu. Meanwhile, the pharmacists Mo Yaolin and Huang Foxiang were on the first floor, dining with Chen Lin and Zeng Xiaomeng, keeping an eye on the shop and attending to customers.
At this moment, several people in strange attire arrived at the shop. Sun Xue looked at the leader, a man in a grey Taoist robe with a gentle smile that made him seem approachable. The group put down their bowls and chopsticks and rose to greet them. "Are you here for treatment or to buy medicine?"
The visitors were none other than Xian Yun, the senior disciple of the Wudang Sect, accompanied by his second disciple Qi Xiu, third disciple Xu Yuxin, and seventh disciple Zi Qing. Zi Qing, clad in a grey linen Taoist robe, had slightly disheveled hair simply tied back with an ordinary branch. Her exquisite and naturally carved jade-like face was expressionless…
Even so, Chen Lin and Huang Pengyi, upon seeing her, couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts, "So beautiful…"
Accompanying Zi Qing were her disciple Lan Xin, and Liu Zaiyi, the son of Liu Bing, the sect leader of the Qingcheng Sect. Liu Zaiyi, on the other hand, was dressed in modern fashion, wearing designer casual wear, and had brought along a strikingly beautiful junior sister.
At the same time, Zhao Xuyan from Longhu Mountain also arrived, accompanied by a young junior brother. Even the Emei Sect had sent their disciples Lu Shuang and He Shanyue. The Huashan Sect also sent two young disciples to join them.
Their purpose for this visit was, naturally, to discuss the matter of the Snow Mountain Sect martial arts manual with Wan Yunting!
"We are here to see Wan Yunting. Is he in?"
Xian Yun, as the senior disciple of the Wudang Sect and the leader of this group, asked Sun Xue and the others kindly.
Mo Yaolin and Huang Foxiang sized up the group, observing their attire. "Are you all from the various sects?"
Xian Yun nodded with a smile. "Indeed. We have something to discuss with Master Wan."
Mo Yaolin nodded and said to Sun Xue, "Xiao Xue, go upstairs and inform Doctor Wan to come down."
"Okay."
Sun Xue immediately went upstairs and informed Wan Yunting and the others, who were eating. "Doctor Wan, a group of people have come downstairs, claiming to be from the various sects and looking for you."
"People from the various sects?"
Wan Yunting raised an eyebrow, and Gu Luotang beside him tensed, her eyes showing worry.
Qi Miaomiao, not immediately understanding, asked, "Why are the people from the various sects looking for him?"
"What else could it be?"
Wan Yunting's lips curved into a cold smile. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up, smiling at Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao. "You guys eat. I'll go down and have a chat with them."
"Mhm, I'll go with you."
Gu Luotang, unable to rest assured, also stood up and followed him. Qi Miaomiao naturally couldn't sit still, and Du Hua and Wang Zhuyu, seeing this, also got up and followed them downstairs.
"Whoa, so many people. Are you here to fight me?"
As Wan Yunting came down, he looked at Xian Yun and Qi Xiu, Liu Zaiyi and Lu Shuang, and others gathered in the first-floor hall, along with the familiar Sister Zi Qing and Lan Xin. He smiled, "Your master and disciple are here too."
"Greetings, Master Wan." Lan Xin greeted them with an awkward smile.
Liu Zaiyi and Lu Shuang, among others, all knew Wan Yunting. However, their purpose this time was the Snow Mountain Sect martial arts manual, so their expressions varied. Some greeted Wan Yunting, while others remained silently aloof.
"Master Wan, long time no see."
Xian Yun greeted Wan Yunting with a polite smile and said, "We've come to catch up with you, Master Wan, not to fight. Besides, none of us here is your match."
"Since it's not a fight, then I won't keep you any longer."
Wan Yunting put on an unwelcoming demeanor, his eyes glancing sideways at Xian Yun and Qi Xiu, Zhao Xuyan and Lu Shuang, and others. "Have you guys had lunch? Oh, forget it. I've already eaten, and I have no obligation to treat the young talents of the various sects to a meal. You may leave."
Xian Yun and Qi Xiu, Xu Yuxin and Zhao Xuyan, Lu Shuang and He Shanyue, as well as Liu Zaiyi and the few young disciples from the Huashan Sect, exchanged bewildered glances. Seeing Wan Yunting's dismissive attitude, they couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Xian Yun smiled, remaining unhurried and maintaining his humble and courteous attitude. "Master Wan, we are not here to ask you for a meal, nor to fight you. We just want to talk to you. You..."
"There's nothing to talk about!"
Wan Yunting waved his hand dismissively, his eyes cold as he glanced at Xian Yun. His attitude was extremely firm and resolute. "You are all here to discuss the Snow Mountain Sect martial arts manual. But I'll make it clear now: unless you can defeat me, you won't get the martial arts manual from me."
"Alright, then I'll fight you!"
Liu Zaiyi, the son of the Qingcheng Sect leader, had been displeased with Wan Yunting's arrogant attitude and immediately stepped forward.
"You?"
Wan Yunting turned his head to glance at Liu Zaiyi, a hint of playful mockery appearing on his lips. "If I recall correctly, you should be the son of the Qingcheng Sect leader, Liu Bing. Forget about you, even if your father came, he wouldn't be my opponent."
"I..."
These words ignited Liu Zaiyi's fury, but he was held back by Qi Xiu and the two disciples from the Huashan Sect. Then, a voice came from behind them, "He's right. Even Sect Leader Liu wouldn't be Master Wan's opponent!"
A middle-aged man and an old man entered together, accompanied by several young male and female disciples. They were Hu Fei, the new sect leader of the Kongtong Sect, and Gu Song, the elder of the Diancang Sect.
"Which sect are you from?" Wan Yunting looked at the two leading figures, not recognizing them.
Hu Fei smiled and cupped his hands. "I am Hu Fei, the new sect leader of the Kongtong Sect. I have long heard that Master Wan is a martial arts prodigy. Meeting you today, your demeanor is indeed extraordinary."
Gu Song also cupped his hands and smiled kindly. "I am Gu Song, an elder of the Diancang Sect. Greetings, Master Wan."
"I thought it was someone important. Turns out it's people from the Kongtong Sect and the Diancang Sect."
Wan Yunting glanced at Hu Fei and Gu Song with disdain, then asked with a wicked smile, "By the way, how is your Kongtong Sect's Sect Leader Lu doing? Was he beheaded by your Martial Arts Association for justice, or was he handed over to the police and imprisoned?"
Hu Fei, the new sect leader of the Kongtong Sect, smiled and did not get angry at Wan Yunting's words. "Lu Chenzi colluded with a heretical cult and violated the righteous path. He has been expelled from the sect. You don't need to worry about him, Master Wan."
"That's not right."
Wan Yunting looked at this group of people from various sects, pointed at his own nose, and laughed. "Have you forgotten? I, Wan Yunting, have inherited the martial arts of the Carefree Sect, and I also possess the divine skills of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult and the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate. These are considered evil or unorthodox ways by you."
"If Lu Chenzi is now violating the righteous path, he is also considered unorthodox. Now that he is on the same path as me, I should naturally be concerned!"
As soon as he said this, Hu Fei and Gu Song, as well as Xian Yun and Zhao Xuyan, and other disciples from other sects, all raised their eyebrows. They knew what Wan Yunting meant by saying this, which was that he was no longer part of the righteous path and was not aligned with the major sects, so there was nothing to discuss.
"Since you know you are unorthodox, why don't you hand over the Snow Mountain Sect martial arts manual immediately?"
Chen Beixuan, a young man from the Huashan Sect who was tall, handsome, and dressed in designer clothes, pointed at Wan Yunting and sternly reprimanded him with his innate arrogance. "Are you, Wan Yunting, going to be an enemy of all our major sects?"
Hearing this young man's words, Wan Yunting's eyes narrowed, and a slight smile flickered across his lips. "Which sect's disciple are you?"
Chen Beixuan raised his chin, his nostrils pointed towards Wan Yunting, and said arrogantly, "I am from the Huashan Sect. My father is the Great Elder Chen Jing. I am Chen Beixuan."
"Ha, haha…"
Wan Yunting burst into laughter, pointing at Chen Beixuan and shaking his head as he laughed. "Kid, don't you know that your old man was hung on a tree by me for a whole day?"
Suddenly, his expression changed. His eyes shot out two sharp and fierce glints, and he coldly reprimanded Chen Beixuan, "Do you believe I'll hang you from the beam now, just like your father, and whip you?"
Wan Yunting released an invisible aura that pressed down on Chen Beixuan like a giant wave, causing his face to change drastically. He felt an inexplicable pressure like a huge stone on his chest, making his breathing rapid and his legs weak. He stumbled back several steps…
If his accompanying junior brother hadn't quickly supported him upon seeing this, he would have been terrified into kneeling by the powerful aura that Wan Yunting deliberately released.
Seeing how pathetic he was, Wan Yunting's face showed disdain, and he curled his lips, sweeping his gaze over Xian Yun and Qi Xiu, Zhao Xuyan and Liu Zaiyi, and sneered at Hu Fei and Gu Song. "These are the young talents of your various sects? Heh, with this kind of caliber, do they deserve to challenge me, Wan Yunting?"
For a moment, Xian Yun and Qi Xiu, Zhao Xuyan, and others raised their eyebrows. Facing Wan Yunting's arrogant demeanor, they could only exchange bewildered glances, unable to utter a word.
Indeed, Wan Yunting possessed the strength to challenge the younger generation of all major sects, and even the previous generation was no match for him.
"Master Wan is a once-in-a-millennium martial arts prodigy. In the entire martial arts world's younger generation, no one is your opponent."
Gu Song's smile was amiable, but the shrewdness revealed beneath his eyes made him appear very astute. He admired Wan Yunting and said with a smile, "I'm afraid even most of our generation are no match for you."
"Yes."
Hu Fei, the new sect leader of the Kongtong Sect, also nodded in agreement with a smile.
However, Wan Yunting waved his hand with a light smile. "Stop flattering me. This trick won't work on me. In short, I'll make it clear: if you want the martial arts manual, forget it!"
Hu Fei and Gu Song frowned. They hadn't expected Wan Yunting's attitude to be so resolute.
Xian Yun, standing beside them, glanced at the others and said to Hu Fei with a smile, "Sect Leader Hu, Elder Gu, please take the others back to the hotel first. I'll talk with Master Wan."
Zhao Xuyan and Lu Shuang nodded. Although Liu Zaiyi was unhappy with Wan Yunting, he dared not say anything. He could only snort coldly and lead his companions to leave the medical hall first.
Hu Fei and Gu Song nodded and smiled. "Then, Master Wan, we'll take our leave."
With that, they beckoned Chen Beixuan and the others from the Huashan Sect to leave. They understood that with so many people crowded into someone's medical hall, it was normal for Wan Yunting to not give them a good reception.
Although the senior disciple Xian Yun of the Wudang Sect might be able to negotiate with Wan Yunting to obtain the Snow Mountain Sect martial arts manual…