376: Chapter 376 The Master of Abstinence from Lust!

The next day, early morning.

On the outskirts of Magic City, in a soccer field owned by the Wu Family.

As the morning sun rose, golden sunlight spilled onto the lush green grass, coating the field in a layer of warm color.

But at this moment, the scene on the field was not warm at all.

Thud!

“Ouch!”

Thud!

“Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!”

Thud!

“My waist! My poor old waist!”

...

Miserable cries rose and fell, echoing across the open field and startling several birds in the distant woods.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion lay flat on the ground, head cradled in his hands, curled into a ball. He was covered in black and blue bruises, his face so swollen that his original features were unrecognizable.

Behind him, the one hundred and twenty wolf cubs of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion were lined up, taking turns to give him their regards.

Lu Nan kicked him in the buttocks, grinning from ear to ear.

“Elder Liu, your backside is quite sturdy! Kicking it really feels great!”

Guo Qinling smashed a fist into his back, clicking his tongue in wonder.

“The Heavenly Realm Peak is indeed different; you're so durable! We can't even break you!”

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion was being beaten until tears and snot flowed freely, a ten thousand 'grass mud horses' stampeding through his heart.

Durable?

That's because my cultivation is sealed!

If my cultivation were still there, you little bastards, I would slap a whole bunch of you to death with one hand!

But he didn't dare say it.

He could only hold his head, continue to scream in pain, and continue to take the beating.

From yesterday until now, he had been beaten for an entire day.

These wolf cubs were working in shifts, twenty-four hours a day without interruption.

He couldn't even sleep; the moment he closed his eyes for a second, he'd be whacked awake by a stick and then the beating would continue.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion felt like he was going crazy.

He had lived for over forty years and held a high position in the Tianji Pavilion; when had he ever suffered such misery?

Is this a life for a human being?

He lifted his head and looked toward the edge of the field.

There, Ye Chen was lounging leisurely on a reclining chair. A small table sat beside him, set with tea and snacks.

Yan Qingwu sat beside him, holding a cup of tea and drinking.

“This move of yours is quite wicked.”

Yan Qingwu took a sip of tea and spoke slowly.

Ye Chen crossed his legs, looking completely innocent.

“Wicked?”

“I am helping the Tianji Pavilion cultivate talent.”

“Elder Liu has been the Foreign Affairs Elder for so many years, living in comfort and lacking exercise.”

“Letting him stretch his muscles and bones is good for him.”

Hearing this, Yan Qingwu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

“Stretching his muscles and bones?”

“You call this stretching his muscles and bones?”

She pointed at the bruised figure curled in a ball on the field. “He’s almost being beaten to death by those wolf cubs.”

Ye Chen glanced over and shook his head.

“He won't die.”

“A Heavenly Realm Peak expert has thick skin and tough flesh; he's durable.”

Yan Qingwu: “...”

She took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to complain, and continued drinking her tea.

Just then.

The screams on the field suddenly changed their tone.

“STOP HITTING ME!!!”

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion suddenly raised his head and roared with all his might.

That voice was filled with grief, indignation, breakdown, and despair.

Lu Nan’s foot, which was about to kick down, froze in mid-air.

Guo Qinling’s raised fist also stopped.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes all turning toward Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion lay on the ground, gasping for breath, his whole body trembling.

He looked toward the young man lounging at the edge of the field, his eyes bloodshot.

“Ye Chen!”

“Tell them to stop hitting me!”

“Otherwise... otherwise, when my sister finds out, she won’t let you off!!!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire field went silent for a few seconds.

Then.

Lu Nan was the first who couldn't help but burst out laughing.

“Hahaha! Elder Liu, have you been beaten stupid?”

“Bringing out your sister to scare people?”

Guo Qinling also laughed.

“Your sister? How powerful can your sister be?”

“Is she better at fighting than you?”

“You’ve been beaten like this already. If your sister comes, won't she just be handing over a double kill?”

The other students also began to laugh, their mockery rising in waves.

But Ye Chen didn't laugh; instead, he sat up straight.

“Your sister?”

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion lay on the ground, gasping for breath and nodding frantically.

“Yes! My sister!”

“Let me go! Otherwise, she won't let you off!”

Ye Chen tilted his head.

“Your name is Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion.”

“Then your sister... wouldn't be named Liu Ruyan, would she?”

The words fell.

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion’s eyes widened. “You... how did you know?”

Ye Chen was speechless.

It really was?

He had originally just said it in passing; after all, names like Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion and Liu Ruyan sounded like they were from the same mold.

Furthermore, the name Liu Ruyan was a common 'green tea' name used in novels...

He didn't expect to actually guess it right.

Ye Chen leaned back against the chair and shrugged helplessly.

“Elder Liu, so what if your sister is Liu Ruyan?”

“No matter who she is, you still have to keep getting beaten.”

Hearing this, Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion almost coughed up a mouthful of blood.

“You!!!”

“My sister is...”

Before he could finish.

Lu Nan had already kicked him in the buttocks.

“Is what? Is what?”

“If you're getting beaten, just take the beating. Why so much nonsense!”

Guo Qinling followed up, smashing a fist into his back.

“Exactly! No matter how powerful your sister is, can she be more powerful than our Chief Instructor?”

“Take your beating honestly and stop with all this nonsense!”

“That's the only way you'll get hit less!”

Liu Rushi, Foreign Affairs Elder of Tianji Pavilion screamed in agony, curled on the ground with his head in his hands, but in his heart, he cursed the families of every person there.

These little bastards really aren't afraid of death!

Once my sister finds out, you'll all be in for it!

But he soon had no time to think about such things.

Because...

The wolf cubs pounced again, their fists and feet falling like rain.

“Ouch! Don't hit the face!”

“I was wrong! I was wrong, okay?”

“Don't kick the crotch!”

“It's going to explode!!!”

...

Miserable cries echoed across the open field.

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and continued to drink his tea.

Yan Qingwu looked at him with a playful glint in her eyes. “Liu Ruyan... I think I've heard that name before.”

Ye Chen turned his head.

“Oh? What's her background?”

Yan Qingwu thought for a moment and spoke slowly.

“I'm not entirely sure of the details, but I remember my father mentioning it once.”

“He said the reason the Tianji Pavilion Master, Pei Donglai, Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion, was able to secure that position was because he had the Zhong Family backing him.”

“And the Zhong Family is considered a fairly large family in the Kunlun Ruins, with a branch located in Zhejiang Province.”

“And I recall...”

“This Liu Ruyan married Zhong Li of the Zhejiang Zhong Family a long time ago.”

“You’ve gone and provoked trouble again.”

Hearing this, the expression on Ye Chen’s face remained as calm as a light breeze.

“Trouble?”

“Have I provoked little trouble?”

“One more isn't much, one less isn't little.”

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Yan Qingwu couldn't help but smile.

“You certainly are open-minded.”

“Fine, as long as you know what you're doing.”

While the two were chatting, a figure suddenly ran toward the entrance of the field.

It was a servant of the Wu Family.

He was running out of breath, his forehead covered in sweat.

When he arrived before Ye Chen, he hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, “Sir, someone is outside requesting an audience.”

Ye Chen was taken aback for a moment.

“Who?”

The servant looked up and said cautiously, “It is the young lady of the Yu Family, and a monk.”

Ye Chen was dazed.

The Yu Family’s young lady?

A monk?

He didn't know either of them...

He was about to refuse, but Yan Qingwu spoke up.

“The Yu Family?”

“They are one of the three major families in Magic City, with strength second only to the Wu Family.”

“They’ve come to see you on their own initiative; perhaps there is something important.”

“Meet them?”

Ye Chen thought for a moment and nodded. “Fine, let them in.”

The servant acknowledged and turned to hurry away.

A moment later.

Two figures walked in from the entrance of the soccer field.

Ye Chen looked up, and then...

He became even more dazed.

Walking in front was a young woman in her early twenties.

She wore a simple and elegant dress, her long hair draped over her shoulders. Her features were exquisite, and her temperament was outstanding.

She was the flight attendant he had met on the plane yesterday.

Yu Xin.

Behind her followed a monk with a large head and big ears.

The monk had a kind face, his eyes smiling and narrow, giving off a harmless impression.

Ye Chen’s expression turned strange as he looked at the monk.

Because...

He actually knew this monk as well.

He was the same swindler monk he had encountered on the way to the Miao Sect, the one who said his forehead was dark and that a blood-soaked calamity was imminent!

Now, this swindler monk had actually appeared before him again?

And together with that flight attendant?

Ye Chen leaned back against the chair, looking at the monk with a half-smile.

“Master, it’s been a few days. You seem to have gained quite a bit of weight.”

Hearing this, the monk pressed his palms together, his face full of compassion.

“Amitabha.”

“Donor Ye, your words are mistaken.”

“This monk is not fat; it is a look of blessing.”

“This monk delivers all living beings and bears the calamities for all things. Every ounce of flesh on this body is a accumulation of blessings for the people of the world.”

Everyone: “...”

Good grief!

If you're fat, you're fat; why drag in delivering all living beings?

And bearing calamities?

This monk's skin is truly thicker than the corner of a city wall!

Yu Xin stood to the side, and hearing these words, her face turned red to the roots of her ears.

She regretted it.

She regretted agreeing to her father to bring this stinking monk along...

What 'Miss Yu's destiny lies in today'?

What 'this monk has calculated that a noble person will be met today'?

And the result?

The moment they met, he was teased for being fat, and yet he was still here talking nonsense with such a serious face!

Yu Xin wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Ye Chen leaned back against his chair and couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing this.

“Bearing calamities?”

“Master, with your gift of gab, it’s a pity you don't perform crosstalk.”