95: The arrival of a high-ranking monk, Chen Xian's future

As long as he was still the Young Master of Tianqi Sect,

they would have to be somewhat wary of him!

But in the next second...

someone picked up a knife from the ground.

They jumped into the deep pit and stabbed Wang Li before he could even speak.

"Sorry, Wang Li, but I don't want to die here!"

With one person doing so, the others naturally followed suit.

For a moment, Wang Li's screams echoed through the forest.

Even Li Yu was stunned by the sight.

If Chen Xian had killed Wang Li alone, it would surely have provoked a frantic retaliation from the Tianqi Sect.

But what about a whole group of people?

There were Scions of aristocratic families and Sect Prodigies.

Now, even if the Tianqi Sect knew about this, they would likely have to swallow their anger in silence.

No matter how powerful they were, they didn't have the ability to offend so many Sects and aristocratic families at once.

This fellow Chen Xian was truly incredibly ruthless.

Noticing Li Yu looking at him with a complex expression...

Chen Xian said with a smile, "Don't look at me like that; this person holds a grudge for the smallest slight. If I let him live, I would surely die by his hand one day. Instead of that, it's better to let him die here!"

"The Tianqi Sect..."

"Even if they know, would they dare to cause trouble?"

Chen Xian's cold laugh made Li Yu hesitate to speak.

Indeed.

This kind of shared risk...

...could indeed turn the tables.

In just a few minutes, Wang Li was a bloody mess.

He roared angrily, "You can't do this to me! I am the Young Master of Tianqi Sect! I am the future Imperial Preceptor! I..."

*Puchi!*

After the last Prodigy stabbed him...

Li Yu mercilessly slit Wang Li's throat with a single stroke.

If she let this fellow continue his nonsense, where would the dignity of their Dynasty be?

In just two short days...

...Wang Li died here.

And he was even turned into a sieve.

Chen Xian looked at the corpse in the giant pit and said with a smile, "Everyone, we are all in the same boat now."

"If the people from the Tianqi Sect investigate Wang Li's whereabouts, you should know how to answer, right?"

"We didn't see Wang Li at all."

"Exactly, we don't know where that man went. I only know that we didn't see a trace of them all the way here!"

Chen Xian saw these people acting as if it had nothing to do with them.

He said with satisfaction, "You all are truly masters of playing dumb!"

"As long as you behave and listen, I will surely let you return safely!"

These Prodigies and Scions of aristocratic families were already numb.

Forget about treasures or Opportunities.

Now, even returning was a luxury.

Wang Li and the Tianqi Sect Disciples had perished, their Dao extinguished.

Meanwhile, Chen Xian waited calmly; he didn't believe he wouldn't receive a message from the System.

At the same time...

...outside the Lake Bottom Secret Realm.

Dozens of Sects and aristocratic families were gathered together.

Everyone was no longer at each other's throats as they had been during the confrontation between the Northern and Southern Continents.

Instead, they were all exchanging hollow flatteries.

It was as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in years.

Chen Buyu watched this and gave a disdainful snort.

"Still as hypocritical as ever!"

"Amitabha! General Chen is still as outspoken and blunt as before!"

A Buddhist voice rang out.

Chen Buyu turned back to look at an old man in monk's robes not far away.

He immediately walked over with a loud laugh.

"Is that not Great Master Hui Ming? Hahahaha, how many years has it been since we last met!"

"Amitabha. Since our parting at Yun Mountain fifty years ago, this poor monk and the General have not seen each other for nearly a cycle of sixty years. Is the General well?"

Chen Buyu laughed and patted his chest.

"I'm doing great. But you, old monk, why aren't you chanting scriptures in the Capital City? Why did you insist on coming here?"

Hui Ming gave a bitter smile.

He was a high monk of the Jiming Temple in the Da Gan Dynasty.

He held a position below the Abbot but above ten thousand others.

Everyone treated him with the utmost respect.

Now, only the man before him dared to speak to him this way.

"This poor monk has been entrusted by someone to come here to observe a certain person!"

Chen Buyu sneered. "The only one who could move you is the current Emperor. Now, Your Majesty has sent both a Palace Attendant and you; what exactly does he want to do?"

Hui Ming spoke in Zen riddles.

He said with a smile, "General, do not be vexed. Everything can be resolved through the Dharma."

"Speak plainly!"

"Your Majesty is still uneasy about the son of Benefactor Invincible Chen!"

Chen Buyu sneered.

"Is the temptation of the Immaculate Sacred Body really that great?"

A sharp light flashed in Hui Ming's eyes, but it quickly faded.

"If Chen Xian emerges unscathed, this poor monk will deliver an Imperial Decree from Your Majesty to him."

"If Chen Xian is seriously injured, then by Your Majesty's oral command, he will be escorted back to the Capital City by this poor monk and the Palace Attendant, where Your Majesty will personally send an Imperial Physician to treat him!"

Hui Ming whispered "Amitabha."

"This poor monk has said all that needs to be said."

"The future of Benefactor Chen Xian can only be left to fate."

Chen Buyu snorted coldly.

"What 'left to fate'? His life has always been in his own hands."

Regarding those two sentences from Hui Ming...

...Chen Buyu understood them perfectly.

If Chen Xian was safe and sound, then he wouldn't be able to do anything to him!

After all, his elder brother had disbanded his old subordinates before he died.

No one knew how many backup plans he had prepared for his son.

Therefore, he couldn't be touched.

However, if Chen Xian were injured, the Emperor would have a reason to bring him into the palace for treatment, which would be justifiable in both reason and sentiment.

By then, if those arrogant soldiers and fierce generals tried to stop it, it would be considered rebellion.

Furthermore, they could follow the clues to catch his elder brother's old subordinates...

...and wipe them out in one go.

Especially seeing Hui Ming's demeanor, the latter possibility was very likely. Otherwise, the Emperor wouldn't have sent him here to oversee things.

Chen Buyu clenched his fists and thought to himself: Great Nephew, you must stay safe for me!

Inside the Lake Bottom Secret Realm...

...Chen Xian didn't yet know that someone outside had already set their sights on him.

At this moment, he was excitedly looking at the System panel in front of him.

[Daily Intelligence 1: On the mountain peak one li east of the Host, Sword Qi surrounds it; Sword Intent can be comprehended!]

One kilometer away?

He looked around; the blood mist outside the forest was so thick it was almost impossible to see through, and his Divine Sense was especially suppressed.

It couldn't be expanded at all!

It seemed he would have to go there himself.

As for this Bloodthirsty Great Array...

Chen Xian bit his finger and flicked a drop of blood onto the Naga.

"Wait here and guard. If there is any movement, kill them immediately, no matter who they are!"

The Naga stood there as ordered.

Meanwhile, Chen Xian looked at the varying expressions of these Prodigies.

He revealed a mysterious smile.

"I have some business to attend to. Of course, you can also try to make a move against my subordinate. If you can defeat him, I'll give this Formation to you!"

After Chen Xian finished speaking, he took the Moon Demon with him.

Without waiting for the crowd's confusion, he left the Formation directly.

He disappeared into the blood mist.

After a long time, someone finally couldn't help but ask, "What did he go to do?"