28: Chapter 28: Representing the Remnant Village in the Tournament, I Battled the Great Thunderclap Monk at Grandma's Temple.

"Impressive, to be able to last so many moves against Blindy!"

Seeing Ye Xiu walking towards her with a grin.

A knowing smile appeared on Si Youyou's face.

She even handed him a robe.

It was handmade by her.

"Why don't you change out of that coat? Otherwise, you won't be fit to be seen in public!"

This lady seemed to have a double meaning in her words.

However, Ye Xiu also felt that always wearing a down jacket was a bit strange.

Previously, just one look at his jacket had the youngsters of the Lijiang Sect labeling him an evil heretic.

This was related to his outward appearance.

"Thank you, Madam! Do we have some activity next?"

"Yes, we're going to the Grandmother Temple fair! You must perform well!"

Perhaps it was because she now had a husband-wife relationship with Ye Xiu.

Si Youyou seemed to have higher expectations for this young husband of hers.

The two were whispering privately.

Master Ma and Grandpa Mute arrived, leading an ox cart.

It turned out they were headed to the fair at Grandmother Temple.

This was a gathering that happened only once a month in the entire Great Ruins.

On the 15th of every month, all the villages would gather in one place.

On one hand, it was to trade goods.

On the other hand, there would be some sparring matches.

Originally, according to the original plot, the person representing the village would have been Qin Mu.

However, starting from this time.

The person chosen to fight in the tournament had become Ye Xiu.

Just based on the strength he displayed while exchanging moves with Blindy earlier.

The entire village voted unanimously in favor.

"Rest assured, Madam, I certainly won't embarrass you!"

And indeed, that was the case.

The people of The Great Ruins were martial, but most were just flashy amateurs with unorthodox styles.

Ye Xiu was now at the Second Heaven of the Dao Palace.

His Wine God Curse and Sword Control Technique had also reached perfection.

Combined with the invincibly defensive chaotic azure lotus.

He was already in an invincible position.

As for those who came up to challenge him,

"Come on, come on, who's next?"

Facing this motley crew.

Ye Xiu didn't even bother asking their names.

He basically knocked them down with a single move each.

He spent the rest of his time exchanging flirtatious glances with a certain Granny.

Until a Buddhist chant rang out!

"Amitabha, Junior Brother Ma, I trust you have been well!"

It was an old monk wearing a bamboo hat.

In his hand, he held a very prominent Khakkhara.

With every step, golden Buddhist light spread out from it.

Making the old man and the young monk behind him look very holy.

"Senior Brother, why are you here?"

Seeing this, Master Ma, who was counting money, suddenly became very tense.

He stepped forward with a serious expression, seemingly wanting to block the other party's path.

"Junior Brother, come back with me. You are the candidate for the next Rulai!"

This old monk was the Chief of the Tianlong Courtyard of Great Leiyin.

Today, he seemed to have come specifically for Master Ma.

"I no longer have anything to do with Great Leiyin, and I broke an arm to protect my family..."

Just as Master Ma was getting more and more agitated.

Ye Xiu's voice came from behind him.

"Old monk, are you here for the tournament too? If so, come up; if not, get out of the way!"

"Presumptuous!"

This angry shout came not from the Chief of the Tianlong Courtyard, but from the handsome young monk behind him.

"Where did this wild brat come from, to dare be so rude to my Revered Master!

This is a high monk of the Great Leiyin Temple. Hurry up and kneel to atone for your sins!"

"Kneel?"

Ye Xiu was amused.

He casually performed a sword flower; although the tip didn't actually thrust out.

But that incomparably sharp Gengjin Sword Qi pointed directly at the old monk's forehead from several yards away.

"My knees are stiff; I only kneel to Heaven, Earth, my parents, and my wife."

Ye Xiu held his wine gourd in one hand, took a gulp, then stepped forward, blocking the path in front of the one-armed Master Ma.

That back, which wasn't particularly broad, appeared exceptionally tall in Master Ma's cloudy old eyes at this moment.

"Old bald donkey, stop with all that pretentious nonsense."

Ye Xiu squinted at the Tianlong Chief, a rogue-like smile playing on his lips:

"Since Master Ma said he doesn't want to go back, then never mind you—even if that clay-molded Rulai Buddha himself came, he couldn't take him away!"

"I said so!"

"Clang!"

The demon slaying sword in his hand seemed to sense its Revered Master's Battle Intent, letting out a high-pitched dragon roar; the blade trembled, and killing intent boiled over.

"Amitabha..."

The Tianlong Chief's eyelids twitched wildly.

He had practiced Buddhism for decades and had long ago forged a state of mind as calm as still water.

But today, facing the kid's repeated provocations—especially that "old bald donkey"—his composure was instantly shattered.

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

The old monk slammed his Khakkhara heavily onto the ground with a deafening thud, and the bluestone slabs beneath his feet instantly cracked.

A terrifying golden light erupted from within him; it was the demon-subduing technique of the Great Leiyin Temple—Vajra Glare!

"Since this little benefactor has such heavy Evil Qi and has spoken so insolently to my Buddhist sect."

"Then today, this old monk shall disregard his status and... teach you a good lesson on behalf of your elders!"

"Teach me a lesson?"

Ye Xiu laughed loudly, the tipsiness in his eyes instantly transforming into two cold bolts of electricity.

"Just you? You're not worthy!"

"Sword Control Technique!"

Ye Xiu didn't care for martial ethics at all; before his voice even faded, the demon slaying sword had already flown from his hand!

This time, he mobilized all the power of the Second Heaven of the Dao Palace, the Lung Divine Treasury.

The demon slaying sword was instantly enveloped in a ball of blinding white-gold light, transforming into a winged Gengjin White Tiger.

With a screech that tore through the void, it lunged straight for the Tianlong Chief's face!

Fast!

Too fast!

This wasn't a normal cultivator's Flying Sword technique at all; it was a finishing blow that fused the physical explosive power of the Shrouding the Heavens Method!

"Huh?!"

The Tianlong Chief, who had intended to put on airs and recite a few opening lines, had a sudden change of expression.

He felt a lethal threat from this Flying Sword!

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon! World-Honored Ksitigarbha!"

The old monk dared not be careless; he swung his golden Khakkhara violently, its nine golden rings clattering loudly.

They transformed into nine golden acoustic ripples, attempting to shatter the sword light.

"Clang!"

Sword and staff collided fiercely in mid-air.

The sound of clashing metal was like a great bell, making the eardrums of the onlookers at the Grandmother Temple fair ache, causing them to cover their ears and retreat.

The indestructible demon slaying sword was actually pushing against the golden Khakkhara, its tip less than three inches from the old monk's nose!

The white-gold Gengjin Sword Qi and the golden Buddhist light rubbed together frantically, splashing sparks everywhere.

"Back off!"

Ye Xiu stood in place, forming a hand seal with one hand, a look of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"Kill!"

"Boom!"

The power on the demon slaying sword surged again; the sharp aura that erupted in that instant actually sliced right through the thick Buddhist light shield.

Seeing this back-and-forth battle.

Grandpa Blind, standing to the side, couldn't help but grip the bamboo staff in his hand.

"Good kid, he didn't use his full strength at all when he fought me before!"

Clearly, Ye Xiu's combat power now was at least 30% higher than before.

And he was using lethal moves at every turn.

But it was no wonder he adjusted his effort to the opponent.

After all, the people in the village were his own, while the old monk before him was clearly up to no good!

Just as the battle between the two sides reached a stalemate.

Granny Si and Grandpa Butcher were seen taking a step forward together.

Releasing an incredible, violent energy.

They appeared behind Ye Xiu like two massive pillars of support.

"Great Master, are you trying to bully the young?"

"Let this old butcher play with you!"

In fact, after so many exchanges.

The old monk alone couldn't take down Ye Xiu.

And he was a highly respected Senior whose strength was obvious to all.

If he tried to forcibly take him down in front of everyone using the Rank difference.

Then it would be the reputation of Great Leiyin that was lost!

So, it was time to stop...