Translator: 549690339
In front of Thousand Buddha Temple, Monk Yuanjue looked at Li Xiaobai with kind eyes and a benevolent expression.
“Young brother, this old monk is a disciple of the Buddhist Sect, and although I punish evil and dispel wickedness, I am not one to kill indiscriminately. Hand over the stolen items to this old monk, and I will let you live. How about it?”
“Old rabbit, you have the heart of a beast and the face of a man. If you want to take the treasure, just say it outright. Why beat around the bush? It’s hypocritical. I, Liu Jinshui, believe in nothing but strength. If you can bring me down, so be it, the accumulated wealth of nearly ten thousand cultivators, I will gladly hand over with both hands.”
Li Xiaobai spoke lightly.
“Hmph, refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Liu Jinshui, is it? I don’t know where you came from, but this is the Thousand Buddha Temple in the Western Desert. Even if you were a dragon, you’d still have to coil up for this old monk!”
Monk Yuanjue changed his face instantly, speaking fiercely.
“Oh dear, I’m so scared. Come at me, old rabbit. If I, Liu Jinshui, frown even slightly, I’m no hero!”
Li Xiaobai casually picked at his ear, speaking with disdain.
He deliberately used Liu Jinshui’s name repeatedly to draw animosity, ensuring that no one would come to settle scores with him afterward.
“Heh, since that’s the case, this old monk has no choice but to act on heaven’s behalf.”
Monk Yuanjue was not a good character; seeing that a master of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage had fled far away, he became intensely interested in the resources Li Xiaobai had stolen.
The Golden Bell Shield’s light grew intensely bright, quickly shrinking and shrinking to squeeze Li Xiaobai’s body incessantly.
A thought crossed Li Xiaobai’s mind; he hadn’t expected the Golden Bell Shield to have this function as well.
[Attribute Points +2000…]
[Attribute Points +3000…]
Although the Attribute Points weren’t a large increase, it was still pretty good. At least now he could train the Hellfire while upgrading his defensive power.
[Attribute Points: 50000.]
All points to defensive power.
[Defensive Power: Flesh Body Becomes Saint (400000/1000000) upgradeable.]
“Master, your attacks are utterly useless, I even feel like laughing.”
Li Xiaobai chuckled lightly.
“You insolent child!”
Monk Yuanjue became furious upon hearing this. Just as he was about to do something else, his expression changed; he saw a figure slowly coming towards him, or to be exact, teleporting over.
Li Xiaobai squinted his eyes to observe; a bald man holding a woman, it was none other than Monk Liaowang.
The technique he used was still “one inch is worth a thousand miles,” but compared to when they first met, Monk Liaowang could now travel thousands of miles in one step. Almost the moment he stepped out, he was already close by, causing Monk Yuanjue to explosively retreat. The state of the other party made him a bit daunted.
The other party had entered the Saint Realm. Any Buddhist Law the other party had studied was ineffective against him; most of his own Buddhist Law might not injure the other party, but if he used his last resort, it seemed like a loss.
What on earth were Song Zhong and the rest doing?
How could they let him return?
Monk Yuanjue cursed in his heart.
Monk Liaowang looked at Li Xiaobai: “Benefactor, you may come out now.”
Li Xiaobai cautiously stuck out a foot, passed through the Golden Bell Shield, and walked right out. This sensation was indeed a bit magical.
He felt that there was something different about this young monk, who was no longer as indecisive as before. His gaze was always so clear and serene, as if he had everything under control.
“You…”
Monk Yuanjue stared in fear: “Disciples of Thousand Buddha Temple, heed my command and capture the Demon Monk at full strength. Quickly, summon the Abbot to come here!”
Thousand Buddha Temple was also considered a major sect in the Western Desert, with tens of thousands of disciples. At this moment, upon receiving Monk Yuanjue’s instructions, they all rushed out en masse, the Zen Staffs in their hands emitting a golden glow as they attacked Li Xiaobai and the others.
In the void, melodious Sanskrit chanting murmured softly, and one Buddha after another manifested.
They had all more or less heard of the name Monk Liaowang, the Demon Monk who was known for colluding with the Demonic Woman of the Demon Sect. Now, hearing that the foe had broken free from the predicament and intended to flee with the Demonic Woman, they were all infuriated and revealed their Buddhist Law.
Narrowing his eyes, Li Xiaobai asked, “How should we deal with these people, take them all down?”
Monk Liaowang shook his head, “My brothers and sisters are unaware of the cause and effect here; they are misled by others. While they, too, bear karmic obstacles, they can be forgiven in the presence of Buddha.”
Li Xiaobai understood clearly in his heart that the monk’s nature hadn’t changed; he was still kind and simple at heart but now saw things with greater clarity.
Currently, he was appearing as Liu Jinshui and unable to utilize his best skill, Hundred Percent Barehanded Blade Catch. He would first endure the wave of attacks before finding an opportunity to escape the Western Desert.
The bigwigs had not shown themselves yet; at best, it was a minor skirmish and not enough to make him resort to using the power of the System.
“These monks are all degenerates of the Buddhist Sect, their minds full of filth. In my opinion, they deserve to die!” declared Su Mei’er, her voice filled with murderous intent.
“Amitabha, Benefactor, everything happens for a reason; one should not transfer anger onto others,” Monk Liaowang spoke slowly, laying a hand on Su Mei’er’s shoulder, covering them with a golden light, rendering their figures transparent, and they passed through the pervasive divine skills of the Buddhist Sect unscathed.
“Giggle, give one to this Sovereign as well!” Ji Wuqing’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
In front of the Thousand Buddha Temple, three people and a chicken bathed comfortably in the overwhelming offensive of the cultivators.
Li Xiaobai was extremely pleased with the frequency of his Attribute Point growth. Although these cultivators were not very powerful, their advantage was in their numbers, and nearly with every breath, the System panel recorded tens of thousands of Attribute Points.
As the dust settled, the faces of the monks were filled with shock. The several figures in front of them were still leisurely standing there, showing no signs of injury.
“This is impossible. This old monk exerted full power. How come the other party is unscathed?”
“How could a mere Demon Monk withstand the power of the Buddhist Sect!”
The monks were astonished, their Buddhist Law seemingly ineffective against their opponents, a situation they had never encountered before.
The Demon Monk and Demonic Woman seemed to have walked right through the divine skills of the Buddhist Sect without harm, while that one called Liu Jinshui seemed to have withstood their attack.
This was terrifying, enduring the attack of all the monks. What level of cultivation was this?
Surely this couldn’t be done even at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage?
“This must be some sort of unfamiliar sorcery. Capture them quickly, lest we drag this out with long night dreams!” cried Monk Yuanjue in the crowd, trying to steady the troops. Just wait for the Abbot of the Thousand Buddha Temple to arrive, and they could certainly apprehend Li Xiaobai in one fell swoop.
Meanwhile, the large force of the righteous factions from the rear finally roared back into the fray.
“Kill Liu Jinshui!”
“Kill the Demon Monk!”
“Capture the Demonic Woman alive!”
In the void, the Demonic Divine Spirits were densely arrayed, carrying the power to pierce the skies as they thunderously descended.
“Kid, this time, this old man will see how you’ll run!” Song Zhong’s face twisted cruelly, his voice hoarse with strain. The Karmic Fire from the Buddha had caused him considerable trouble previously, a truly embarrassing event, and today he had to regain his dignity.
Li Xiaobai glanced at the people at the front, still the same familiar faces; the real powerhouses were yet to appear, and the strength of the Tribulation Crossing Stage couldn’t threaten him.
Silently lighting a Huazi, he exhaled a cloud of smoke and spoke slowly, “I, Liu Jinshui, beg for death!”