107: Chapter 107 Sneak Attack

Kongyun remained silent for a moment. "My master is exchanging pointers with an Onmyoji from Japan at the summit."

"Exchanging pointers?"

"Yes, exchanging pointers."

"An exchange of pointers can cause such a massive commotion?"

"My master's cultivation is profound; his realm is far beyond my imagination."

Han Jingyang raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

The words sounded fine on the surface.

But if one savored them... they sounded a bit lacking in confidence.

Moreover, this big monk wasn't being honest; he wasn't telling the whole truth.

The big monk said he didn't understand his master's realm.

This only showed that the big monk didn't know what was actually happening on the mountain either.

Since the big monk was also in the dark, there were two possibilities.

First, Kongyun's master truly possessed profound cultivation that exceeded the monk's understanding.

Second, Kongyun knew his master's cultivation level but didn't understand how his master could cause such a huge stir.

So, which one was the truth?

Was Kongyun's master really that powerful?

Or was there another secret behind everything happening at the summit?

Han Jingyang fell into deep thought.

If it was the former, it would be necessary to keep a low profile in the future and stay away from famous mountains like Thousand Buddha Mountain.

If it was the latter, then it was essential to conduct a field investigation to find out exactly what had happened.

Which to choose?

Han Jingyang hesitated for a moment before saying to Liu Jing, "Faster."

"Okay."

Liu Jing was even more direct and accelerated once again.

Ten minutes later.

Han Jingyang and Liu Jing arrived at Thousand Buddha Mountain and drove the car directly up to Xingguo Zen Temple.

At the temple entrance, Kongyun stood with his palms pressed together. Seeing Han Jingyang, he bowed from a distance. "Mr. Han, welcome."

Han Jingyang had no time for nonsense with this seemingly sincere but actually cunning monk. "Which way to the summit?"

"Mr. Han, my master instructed that no one is allowed up the mountain before dawn."

"And if I want to force my way through?"

"That's simple. Knock me down."

"Big monk, are you sure?"

"Please—"

Kongyun took a step back and made a gesture of invitation, yet he had already launched a preemptive strike.

Han Jingyang had long known this monk wasn't honest, so he was prepared.

But the monk still seized the initiative.

The moment the monk lowered his head to bow, the temple behind him seemed to tilt forward, pressing down with an overwhelming momentum.

The speed was slow.

Yet there was a feeling that it was impossible to evade.

This move again.

Han Jingyang was very angry.

Unfortunately, there was no good way around it; he could only endure it head-on, as this was a contest on a purely conscious level.

And Kongyun was fighting on his home turf, wielding the massive Qi field of Xingguo Zen Temple to smash down upon him.

If he couldn't withstand it, there was a high probability he would turn into an idiot.

It looked calm and effortless.

In reality, it was perilously dangerous.

Although Han Jingyang hadn't encountered other metaphysical masters, a normal brain could deduce that this ability wasn't something just anyone could master.

This ability to merge one's own consciousness with the Qi field of the entire Zen temple was bound to be an extremely high-level offensive technique.

It was also a clever application of Feng Shui.

How to solve it?

Even though Han Jingyang knew the temple pressing down on him was illusory, he still inevitably felt a sense of being unable to resist.

What to do?

At that moment, Liu Jing, who had been standing behind Han Jingyang like a bag-carrying lackey, lunged to Kongyun's side and delivered a slap.

Slap—!

The slender, well-proportioned palm landed solidly on the bald head.

Kongyun fell to the ground instantly.

In Han Jingyang's eyes, the Xingguo Zen Temple that had been pressing down through the air vanished instantly. The monk was still that monk, and the temple was still that temple, as if nothing had ever happened.

Liu Jing turned back triumphantly. "Boss, handled."

Han Jingyang was momentarily speechless.

He glanced pityingly at Kongyun lying on the ground.

Big monk, you didn't expect this, did you? I have a helper, and she's very good at fighting.

Good luck to you.

I hope your Buddha-heart doesn't get clouded because of this.

Amitabha.

Han Jingyang nodded to Liu Jing and took the lead toward the summit.

Climbing a mountain late at night carried a certain level of danger.

But with a super bodyguard like Liu Jing around, it wasn't a big problem.

Liu Jing, however, had some concerns. "Boss, do you know where they are?"

Han Jingyang looked up at the summit and then at the map in his hand. He nodded. "I know."

"How do you know?"

"Qi Observation. Thousand Buddha Mountain is a major qi veins with countless qi nodes and heavy earth qi; it's very easy to observe."

"Easy to observe?"

"Yes. The denser the earth qi, the harder it is to disturb, but once it is disturbed, it takes longer to return to a state of calm."

"Oh, I don't really understand."

In fact, Han Jingyang couldn't fully explain it himself; after all, his set of special abilities couldn't be explained clearly in the first place.

He couldn't exactly tell Liu Jing that he could see the subtle changes in the earth qi clearly, could he?

So, he simply stopped talking and climbed the mountain with all his might, supported by Liu Jing.

As he climbed, he secretly vowed to himself.

He would start working out as soon as he got back to get his physical fitness up.

That way, he wouldn't be so embarrassed when he encountered jobs that required mountain climbing in the future.

Otherwise, losing his breath before even reaching the destination would completely ruin his image as a master.

However, as they climbed, even Liu Jing noticed something was off. "Boss, we aren't heading toward the summit, are we?"

"No," Han Jingyang nodded. "Kongyun was lying. The incident isn't taking place at the summit."

"Then where?"

Han Jingyang glanced at the travel guide and real-time map on his phone again.

He spat out three words.

"Maitreya Victory Garden."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

Han Jingyang was certain that Maitreya Victory Garden was the site of the incident because he could see the earth qi churning restlessly over there. Although it didn't have a sky-piercing momentum, it was quite violent and couldn't be clearer in his eyes.

Liu Jing whispered, "Boss, I've heard that Maitreya Victory Garden has Japanese-style architecture. There are even rumors that during construction, some Japanese people tampered with it, causing the Feng Shui of Thousand Buddha Mountain to be damaged, even affecting the Feng Shui of Mount Tai."

Han Jingyang shook his head. "I can't be sure about the rest, but it's absolutely impossible to shake the Feng Shui of Mount Tai. It's true that the qi veins of Thousand Buddha Mountain extends from Mount Tai and they are deeply connected, but tampering with Thousand Buddha Mountain definitely won't affect Mount Tai. Let me put it this way: even if you leveled Thousand Buddha Mountain, Mount Tai would remain unaffected."

"Huh?"

"Isn't that obvious? What is the scale of Mount Tai compared to Thousand Buddha Mountain? They aren't in the same league at all; there's no comparison. However, it might be true that there's something wrong with this Maitreya Victory Garden."

"There's really a problem?"

"It looks off to me, but I'm not sure what caused it. Let's go, faster."

Han Jingyang grew more anxious as he watched the earth qi at Maitreya Victory Garden gradually settle into a state of calm.

Liu Jing stopped talking, grabbed Han Jingyang's arm, and dashed toward Maitreya Victory Garden.

But just as they rounded a corner, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a white Kariginu stumbling toward them.

The Japanese man Kongyun mentioned?

Did the Japanese man win?

Where was Kongyun's master?

Did he fail?

Or was he dead?

Han Jingyang patted Liu Jing's shoulder and stood at the intersection with a solemn expression. At the same time, he drew his Gold and Silver Inlaid Bronze Sword, pointed it at the Japanese man, and shouted, "Who are you?"