White-Robed Chief

Panda Novel

Mo Qianjun chuckled. “After having his martial arts crippled by the disciples of Hai Cang Mountain, Zhao Dahe has been re-cultivating. It’s only a matter of time before he recovers, and when the time comes, he’ll finally be able to face Monk Zhi Shan!”

Jing Guinian asked, “Brother Xiong, please do not interrupt us. We’re discussing something serious. Let me ask you, Zhao Dahe, how did you manage to escape unscathed from Monk Zhi Shan with a cultivation level that low?”

After hearing Mo Qianjun’s words, Jing Guinian could finally lay his heart to rest.

Earlier on, he had used various nonsensical questions to hide his true intent. After all, even if he could not achieve his goal, he could just laugh it off.

His sect had used a sexual entrapment strategy against Zhao Dahe, and with that, they had managed to hold him down. However, there was still a ton of animosity within the sect towards Zhao Dahe and it was only lying dormant.

However, he had now determined that Zhao Dahe was not hiding his cultivation level using a secret skill and that his martial arts had truly been crippled.

This was an extremely rare opportunity as, if he could eliminate Zhao Dahe, his standing in the White Tiger Sect would increase. He would then receive limitless merit!

Chu Li coldly spat, “Did you think that I was spared because I converted to the Reincarnation Temple?”

“Indeed!” Jing Guinian replied.

Chu Li disappeared in a flash before he reappeared directly behind Jing Guinian. He then tapped the back of Jing Guinian’s head, causing Guinian to spin around with his fists bared. However, by the time Jing Guinian had turned around, Chu Li had returned to his original position. With a demeaning expression, he looked at him coldly. “So, have you finally figured out how I managed to escape?”

Jing Guinian’s expression turned grim as if all the heat had been sucked out of him.

Chu Li mockingly stated, “I can’t believe a dumb*ss like you would dream of killing me and earning merit! Dream on pal!”

Jing Guinian’s faced turned even darker. He growled, “Your light-body technique might not be better than Zhi Shan’s!”

“Can Zhi Shan reach the back of your head that easily?” Chu Li scoffed, “Had it been this easy, he would’ve already plucked it off long ago, preventing you from spouting your current nonsense!”

“YOU—” Jing Guinian glared ferociously at Chu Li.

“Junior Brother Jing, that’s enough!” The other middle-aged man from the White Tiger Sect stepped forward to stop him. In a low tone, he ordered, “Stop making a scene!”

“Senior Brother Zhu…” Jing Guinian bit his lips and heaved a spiteful sigh.

Zhu Wenhan clasped his fists together and faced Chu Li. “Young Master Zhao, please forgive us. Junior Brother Jing here does not think before he speaks, so please pay no heed to him!”

Chu Li sent a sidelong glance to Zhu Wenhan. “What do we have here, someone who’s instigating a fight and another shying away. Good show I say!”

Zhu Wenhan’s heart was immediately set ablaze, but on the surface, he just laughed it off. “Young Master Zhao, you misunderstood.”

Mo Qianjun laughed. “Alright Dahe, why don’t you forgive them. It’s only natural to have scuffles when there are a bunch of people gathering around. With that said, however, his accusation of you converting to the Reincarnation Temple is too much!”

Chu Li asked, “Don’t tell me you think that way as well, Elder Leader Mo?”

“Of course not!” Mo Qianjun waved his hand. “I will never doubt any disciples of the Holy Church’s loyalty!”

Chu Li clasped his fists into a fist salute.

Despite sounding extremely generous, Mo QIanjun was a guy who was filled with plenty of malicious thoughts. Each of his words was meant to cause a spark and to fan the flames of hatred, and when the flames had finally erupted, he would appear to extinguish it. As such, the masses were playing into his hands.

“Namo Amitabha…” A mere instant later, a loud incantation shook the ground and filled the entire room.

Suddenly, everyone’s expression turned serious.

The red robes of a monk could be seen as Zhi Shan flashed to the center of the room. With his robes still fluttering despite having no movement, he declared, “The beggarly monk has arrived!”

Chu Li frowned at him.

In return, Monk Zhi Shan had also turned to look at him. He smiled, “Didn’t the saying go, you might be able to escape the monk, but not the temple¹. It seems that it does hold true because the beggarly monk has now located Almsgiver Chu!”

Chu Li asked, “You’re here because of me?”

“I’ll finish off the other Almsgivers as well and send all of you to the West¹.” Zhi Shan swept his gaze across the crowd before he declared, “I will chant the sutras for all of you. So please, hurry up and head to Elysium!”

Although Bai Feng’s eyes were burning with hatred, she remained motionless. Her killing intent was like a sealed volcano, itching to explode at any moment. She then shot a glance at the girl beside her, but the girl shook her head. The girl refused to flee by herself.

Mo Qianjun coldly yelled out, “Zhi Shan, don’t you dare think that we fear you!”

Monk Zhi Shan took out two lunar chakrams from his sleeves, and with a whirring sound, he sent both lunar chakrams flying forward — one from the left and one from the right.

Mo Qianjun hastily yelled, “The Earth Matrix and Reincarnation Scripture allows one to use the enemies’ strength against them! So, everyone, please try to dodge if possible! Do not face it head-on!”

Upon hearing this, everyone stepped back.

One of the lunar chakrams was whirring directly towards Jing Guinian, and the other one was heading towards Bai Feng.

As Zhi Shan could detect the killing intend surging forth from Bai Feng, he decided that it was best to dispose of her first. Besides, it was only natural for him to be rid of someone that beautiful.

Jing Guinian hurriedly backpedaled, but it was as if the lunar chakram could detect his movements, it sped up. On the other hand, Bai Feng sent a silk thread to entangle her lunar chakram.

Despite looking delicate, the silk thread was made of a special material that gave it a uniquely sturdy property, making it impervious to sharp objects. However, in the face of the lunar chakram, it was like cotton.

Instead, the lunar chakram effortlessly tore through the thread, and its speed was undiminished as it spun towards Bai Feng.

“Woosh!” A sound could be heard as a flying blade had struck the lunar chakram.

The lunar chakram was instantly sent hurtling upwards. While it was still rotating at a high speed, it gradually lost altitude and with it, all of its killing potential.

As for the other lunar chakram, Chu Li had decided to ignore it. He would allow it to continue its hound towards Jing Guinian.

Jing Guinian was losing stamina while the lunar chakram was inching closer and closer. It was like a leech that had attached itself to the bone, impossible to be rid of.

“Ding…” Zhu Wenhan could not bear to watch any longer. As such, he thrust out his fist that unleashed a fist force towards the lunar chakram.

However, the lunar chakram picked up speed. It then morphed into a black shadow and sliced through Jing Guinian.

“Psst!” Jing Guinian’s head flew upwards as a one-foot-long blood pillar spewed out.

Despite having sliced through Jing Guinian’s neck, the lunar chakram showed no signs of stopping. Instead, it began spinning towards Zhu Wenhan.

Chu Li shouted, “Attack Zhi Shan!”

He said that as he flung his blade energy flying towards Monk Zhi Shan.

In response, Monk Zhi Shan shook his head before a silvery-white chakram appeared in front of his throat, blocking the blade energy.

“Ding…” Chimes resonated constantly throughout the hall. The chakram was made using a unique material, from an amalgamation of jade and stone. It had caused those who heard it to involuntarily fall silent and lose their killing intent. With that, the masses’ rage dissipated.

Mo Qianjun and the others fired off their techniques at Monk Zhi Shan.

Zhi Shan faced the masses directly, and he suddenly held up his silvery-white chakram, sending a ball of white light shooting towards the masses.

He constantly waved the chakram, firing white rays to the masses like a sun. Some faced it head-on, whereas some chose to escape, while some could not even move a single step.

Chu Li was among those who chose not to dodge. Instead, he shot his fist forward.

Although the white ray clashed with his fists, it ended up seeping through his body unobstructedly. The ray wielded the quality of both firm and bright, making it extremely powerful. Taking the opportunity, Chu Li hurriedly chanted his Earth Matrix and Reincarnation Scripture to convert the ray. As he did so, the green tiles underneath him cracked and formed a spiderweb-like pattern.

As Chu Li’s body had a high endurance, he had only suffered minor injuries when he converted the energy. Be it a grave wound or a gentle one, he would be able to recover quickly.

Chu Li had reflected half of the energy he converted and left the other half for him to use. With that, he greeted the second ray with his fist yet again.

“Boom!” The two forces clashed and following that, Chu Li took two steps backward. While he did so, he conducted the force underneath his feet and with that, he left three footprints imprinted onto the green tiles.

In a single leap, Monk Zhi Shan appeared before Bai Feng. The silvery chakram had disappeared from his hands, and it was now directly before Bai Feng’s chest.

“Ding!” The silver chakram was struck at the sides by a flying blade, which had brushed past Bai Feng’s ears.

Bai Feng wiped off her cold sweat. She had almost met the same fate as Jing Guinian.

Monk Zhi Shan waved his hands. Once again, the chakram returned to his hand. He then fired plenty of white rays at the masses and then leaped to Chu Li’s side.

“Ding…” This time, the Silver chakram appeared before Chu Li’s throat, shattering the energy blade. With that, Zhi Shan extended his palm towards Chu Li.

“Boom!” Chu Li crossed palms with Zhi Shan and Chu Li was flung backward. A streak of blood filled the air as he flew back. While in mid-air, he suddenly changed directions before spitting another streak of blood. It seemed that Zhi Shan’s palm had come with plenty of effects.