Chapter 897: Words that pierce the heart

"Wei Wubing, after so many years of friendship, you actually bring the City Gate Army to arrest me. Hahaha... You dog eunuch, you really aren't a decent thing. Lady Cheng was right to curse you! I only sucked a few mouthfuls of blood, and you're already shouting to beat and kill me. That bird monk slaughtered several villages and ate human flesh raw; there are no fewer than a thousand people who died at his hands, why don't you kill him?"

Zhou Mobai was filled with rage, roaring about the injustice of the world and the extinction of human nature. Black and white were inverted; the strong bullied the weak.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the intent to kill arose instantly.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

He wanted to kill everyone present!

"Amitabha! This poor monk has committed grave sins and is ready to accept punishment at any time; even if I were to be sliced into a thousand pieces, I would have no regrets. But before accepting punishment, this poor monk must bring you to justice. This poor monk once made a vow before the Buddha that in this life, I cannot bear to see the innocent suffer. If I didn't know, that would be one thing, but if I know and remain indifferent, this poor monk is not worthy of being a disciple of the Buddha."

Monk Liaochen wore the appearance of an enlightened high monk. Who could have imagined that he was the true great demon, having killed across the wilderness and eaten human flesh? Being sliced into a thousand pieces would be getting off easy. His identity had been whitewashed, and in a sudden transformation, he had become an Imperial Consort and an enlightened high monk.

How ironic!

Chen Guanlou hid in the shadows; he could fully understand Zhou Mobai's anger. At this moment, he even hoped Zhou Mobai could kill Liaochen. Neither of them were good people anyway; if he couldn't kill him, leaving them both severely injured would be just as good.

"What a fine disciple of the Buddha! Bird monk, if you want to bring me to justice, you'll have to see if you have the ability."

It was Zhou Mobai whose killing intent had risen. Without any tricks, every move he made went straight for the throat, operating on the principle of 'either you die or I die,' with every strike being fatal.

Liaochen recited a Buddhist chant. Facing Zhou Mobai's desperate fighting style, he chose to avoid the sharp edge, retreating repeatedly until they were fighting directly at the back mountain of Daxiang Temple.

"Eunuch Wei, are we not moving?" Xiao Jincheng asked, bowing to request instructions.

Wei Wubing stepped through the air, heading straight for Liaochen and the others. "You follow behind; do not try to be a hero! Zhou Mobai's ferocity is hard to tame, and he has practiced evil arts. As for what his cultivation level is now, even I am not certain. I will let you move when it is time to move."

"Dead or alive?" Xiao Jincheng asked, being a bit too talkative.

Wei Wubing turned his head abruptly and stared at him fixedly. "Dead or alive? You have quite the nerve, quite the official arrogance. He is Zhou Mobai, not some stray cat or dog on the street. His death is not for you to decide."

"So, he must live? But if he lives, I'm afraid we won't be able to capture him."

Wei Wubing let out a cold snort. "It is not easy for the imperial court to cultivate a Grandmaster. I don't know exactly what you are planning, but I will warn you: put away your little cleverness, lest you be undone by your own cleverness."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already a hundred zhang away.

Xiao Jincheng led the City Gate Army and hurriedly gave chase.

Once everyone had left, Chen Guanlou finally emerged from his hiding place. He took a deep breath first to suppress the agitation in his heart. He had received too much information tonight; it was too explosive and kept pounding against his brain. He needed to digest it.

He did want to follow and watch the spectacle, but he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't be discovered.

While hesitating, he suddenly heard Zhou Mobai's wild and arrogant shouting: "Dead monk, you are no match for me at all, go to your death!"

He had assumed Monk Liaochen would lose his head right then and there.

In the blink of an eye, he heard Zhou Mobai's angry roar again: "Wei Wubing, do you insist on stopping me, do you insist on protecting this dead monk? Move aside! Let me kill him, and I will still treat you as a brother. If you insist on protecting this bird monk, don't blame me if our friendship ends today!"

"Why must you be so obsessed! With me here, I can certainly ensure you are safe. At most, you will be grounded for ten or twenty years. A mere ten or twenty years is nothing but a snap of the fingers to us," Wei Wubing urged earnestly.

Zhou Mobai roared angrily, and the mountain peak seemed to tremble because of him.

The night sky also became filled with rising killing intent because of him!

Not far away, Daxiang Temple was as quiet as a chicken; the people inside seemed to be dead.

"Bullshit, it's all bullshit. I won't fall for your tricks. You're used to being a slave for the royal family, but I'm not. Grounded? What right does Emperor Jian Shi have to ground me? If it weren't for the ancestors of the royal family sitting in the background, I would have already pulled myself away and gone off to live a carefree life decades ago.

Wei Wubing, if you still recognize me as a brother, kill the bird monk for me. This great demon, who eats human flesh, should have died a thousand times over! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him, and I will go with you!"

Zhou Mobai's obsession with killing pierced the night sky, stimulating everyone's nerves.

The bird monk leaned against a pine tree, clutching his chest, with blood foam still hanging from the corner of his mouth; he was clearly not lightly injured.

Practicing evil arts and in a state of madness, Zhou Mobai could be described as killing anyone who stood in his way, even killing the Buddha if the Buddha stood in his way! He was invincible, looking down on all heroes!

"Why must you force me!" Wei Wubing's tone remained cold. But those familiar with him knew that he had already been stirred to anger.

"Why must you force me."

Before the words had faded, he had already disappeared from where he stood, heading straight for Zhou Mobai.

"Do not force me again!"

Kill!

This was a duel that appeared evenly matched but actually had a gap.

Relying on blood-sucking, Zhou Mobai's combat power soared instantly. But in front of Wei Wubing, who was solid and steady, his bit of 'chicken blood' only supported him for ten moves. After ten moves, the decline was obvious.

Chen Guanlou stretched his neck, very much wanting to follow and witness the Grandmaster-level struggle with his own eyes. But he was also worried that when gods fight, the little ghosts suffer, and he would become the unlucky little ghost.

While he was hesitating, the battle in the sky had already reached above his head.

He hurriedly dodged, concealing himself!

However, it seemed Wei Wubing had already discovered him. With a palm strike, sand and stones flew, and his hiding spot exploded directly.

Chen Guanlou rolled into a mountain ditch, cursing in his heart. What did the fighting in the sky have to do with him on the ground? It was a classic case of sitting at 'home' while disaster came from the sky.

The two of them fought further and further away.

Xiao Jincheng led his men in pursuit. After all, they were not Grandmasters, and this group did not discover Chen Guanlou's hiding place.

It was the bird monk who stood up silently and shouted toward Chen Guanlou's hiding spot: "Little friend Chen, having watched the play for so long, why not appear and meet?"

Chen Guanlou:...

Since his tracks had already been exposed, continuing to hide was meaningless.

He stood out decisively and walked forward, keeping a distance of about fifty zhang from the bird monk.

If the other party harbored ill intentions, this distance was enough for him to escape, and perhaps there would even be a chance for a counter-kill.

"Greetings, senior!"

"You heard it all, didn't you? This poor monk's past is quite unbearable. After hearing it, what are your thoughts?"

"Do you want the truth?"

Monk Liaochen smiled, and another mouthful of blood sprayed out. "Naturally, the truth. This poor monk has heard too many lies and empty words in his early years; now, I find them quite disgusting."

"This junior thinks that senior deserves to die! Not only do you deserve to die, you should be sliced into a thousand pieces!"

Chen Guanlou was truly honest!

When asked to tell the truth, he executed it without any discount; every word pierced the heart, and every sentence was filled with killing intent! ===== CHAPTER 898 =====