119: Buddha only saves those who have attained enlightenment.

Martial Arts Academy.

Bang!

In a training room, a tall figure was smashed hard against the wall, causing the wall to crack instantly!

"Cough, cough, cough! Enough, enough! Stop for a second!"

The boy stood up miserably by leaning against the wall, his face covered in dust and bruises.

One of the boys raised an eyebrow: "I thought you could hold out a bit longer."

He was none other than Wu Cuo from the Gemini Class.

The other boy was named Zhang An. Like Wu Cuo, he was a Third Year Student in the Gemini Class, and both were Tier 3 Dual-Element users!

And the boy who had just been beaten up by them was Qi Tian!

Qi Tian bared his teeth in pain and cursed: "Damn it! You think too highly of me. I'm just a Dual-Element user who just entered Tier 3. How can I compare to you two old foxes?"

After Fang Bai left for his assessment, Qi Tian hadn't been idle either; he spent every day sparring with these seniors.

Although Qi Tian was also a Tier 3 Dual-Element user, his actual combat ability was still relatively weak.

So, to become stronger, he was giving it his all.

Wu Cuo and Zhang An originally had no interest in accepting Qi Tian's request, but they couldn't help it—he offered too much!

For every sparring session, they earned a significant amount of points. Besides, they were also training themselves. It was a win-win situation, so why not?

Wu Cuo clicked his tongue: "As a second-generation rich kid, how did you suddenly see the light? Why push yourself so hard?"

Qi Tian grinned: "That's why I don't want to be just a second-generation kid! This Young Master's goal is to conquer the peak of the martial arts world! Then I'll kill all the demon beasts and bring a golden age of peace to the human race!"

Wu Cuo nodded: "Ambitious!"

Zhang An echoed: "Impressive!"

Qi Tian took a short rest and then said: "Again!"

He fought these two experts during the day and soaked in beast blood and swallowed demon crystals at night. His Alien Energy was growing every day!

In less than half a month, he would be able to break through!

His target was Brother Bai!

..."Xiao Yuan, have you decided?"

A Middle-aged Man looked at the tall, sturdy man in front of him and asked.

Xiao Yuan nodded heavily: "Yeah! I want to work hard to get stronger too! I won't hold Brother Bai back!"

The instructor chuckled: "Your talent is actually much better than most people's. If you're willing to work hard, your strength will improve very quickly."

After a pause, he said: "Are you sure you want to give up on your studies? I specifically picked a literacy teacher from a regular middle school just to teach you how to read."

Xiao Yuan thought for a moment and then said firmly: "I'll get stronger first! Later, I'll let Brother Bai teach me how to read!"

Hearing this, the instructor shook his head with a smile: "You kid... alright then. But I have to say, your Brother Bai is indeed quite the character!"

Xiao Yuan chuckled: "I think so too."

...The next day, Qi Tian and Xiao Yuan met up.

Qi Tian said seriously: "Xiao Yuan, this time we're going to an A-rank Alien Space. Are you afraid of dying?"

Xiao Yuan shook his head, his eyes showing a fighting spirit: "Afraid of what? If I die, I die!"

Qi Tian's mouth twitched: "Who taught you that?"

Xiao Yuan scratched his head and said: "Brother Bai!"

Qi Tian's face darkened: "That damn Brother Bai, always teaching such weird things!"

He didn't say much else and told Xiao Yuan: "Let's go! This time, when Brother Bai comes back, we must give him a surprise! Hehe, if This Young Master doesn't reach Tier 4 this time, I'm not coming back!"

"Me too!"

...In a remote mountain town, a temple stood on a mountain. A trail of white smoke rose from the temple, giving it a touch of life.

Inside the temple, several monks could be seen sitting cross-legged on prayer mats, chanting sutras.

Sitting at the very front was a master draped in a kasaya robe.

He was like an old monk in deep meditation, his eyes closed.

At that moment, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground suddenly echoed outside the temple.

A Man in a Suit stepped inside with an elegant posture.

He looked at the golden Buddha statue in the main hall, then at the countless incense sticks, especially the huge glass cabinet in front of the incense where piles of cash lay.

A sneer curled his lips: "Buddha only saves those with money!"

"Amitabha! Benefactor, you are mistaken! The people of the world worship Buddha believing he can fulfill their desires. This paper money is merely a medium for them to buy peace of mind!"

The Middle-aged Man in the kasaya robe spoke slowly.

The Man in a Suit said indifferently: "Oh, then can I burn it?"

Abbot: ??? Σ(ﾟдﾟ;)

"Benefactor, burning money is illegal and must not be done! Furthermore, this is a sacred Buddhist ground and must not be desecrated!"

After saying that, he pressed his palms together with a pious expression: "Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The disciples echoed one after another.

The Man in a Suit suddenly laughed: "Do you really think chanting a few sutras makes you an enlightened monk? You haven't gone senile playing monk, have you?"

"A butcher who kills without blinking, greedy for wealth and lust with a bunch of mistresses, someone who has broken who knows how many precepts, still putting on an act? Archbishop Shijia, or should I say, Shi Chenxin?"

The Man in a Suit ruthlessly exposed his identity.

Strangely, the other monks did not change their expressions upon hearing this, as if they had known all along.

The Abbot smiled slightly: "Lord Chang is as sharp as ever!"

The Man in a Suit said coolly: "Do you plan to stay in this godforsaken place forever?"

The Abbot blinked and said: "I think it's quite nice here. Away from the world's conflicts, and I can make money. It's much better than being in a cult, don't you think?"

The Man in a Suit sneered: "Tsk, tsk. Coming from your mouth, those words are truly... unbelievable!"

The Abbot pressed his palms together: "Only by following Buddha can one become a master over others!"

The Man in a Suit narrowed his eyes: "You've broken through to Tier 8?"

The Abbot smiled slightly: "This shouldn't be surprising, should it? After all, you are also an Archbishop, yet you have stayed ahead of everyone else."

The Man in a Suit chuckled: "You're right. But since you have this strength, you must contribute to the Red Robe Cult!"

The Abbot sighed softly: "This old monk hasn't left the mountain in a long time!"

The Man in a Suit didn't waste words and said directly: "The Cult Leader's oral command—do you dare to disobey?"

Hearing this, the Abbot paused, a hint of wariness and fear appearing in his eyes. Then he pressed his palms together: "Amitabha. If that's the case, then this old man shall enter the mortal world."

The Man in a Suit said indifferently: "No rush. Our plan is still in progress. Before that, there's one thing for you to do."

The Abbot was somewhat puzzled: "What is it?"

The Man in a Suit glanced outside the door and said: "Come in."

Soon, a girl walked in. Her expression was calm, but her eyes were curiously sizing up her surroundings.

"And this is?"

When the Abbot saw the girl, his eyes instantly lit up.

The Man in a Suit said coolly: "This is a new talent recruited by our cult. You shall perform the Purification Ritual for her."

Hearing this, the Abbot's expression became excited: "A good thing! A very good thing!"

He looked at the girl and said kindly: "Since you are a believer of our cult, let me personally purify your soul and body... Come, follow me."

The girl looked at the Man in a Suit, who smiled: "This is the first step of your revenge."

The girl nodded upon hearing this and followed the Abbot into a room in the side hall.

A faint, muffled voice could be heard:

"The Purification Ritual requires one to have nothing on their body and face our Buddha with total honesty! Does the young lady have any problem with this?"

"No."