Chapter 64: Buddha's Son, Fairy Maiden, Dragon's Roar Annihilates Soul

Three layers of the inch punch.

Threefold amplification, fourfold explosion.

Fiftyfold gene.

Qin Feng's punch unleashed two hundred times the strength of mid-stage Body Refining Second Layer, with a vast amount of true qi supporting it; the power of this punch could shatter mountain peaks and pierce the heavens, reaching the utmost terror.

The air was compressed into the most terrifying weapon in the world.

The sword madman, shaken and swayed after the Seven Kill Sword was blown away, saw this punch, his pupils contracted in fear, yet his long‑standing combat experience subconsciously triggered his defensive method, forming streaks of sword qi outside his body.

But it could not be blocked at all.

Completely unable to block it.

Boom——

The blast thundered like thunder; the sword madman was blown apart by a single punch, the six behind him were also swept in, screaming miserably, and then they too exploded one after another.

None could block it.

One punch blew up seven people.

The fist fell silent, the world shocked.

All who watched trembled with fear.

Too brutal.

Too terrifying.

Yan Hongye, watching from afar, froze for a moment, then showed ecstatic delight, her whole body trembling with excitement, her soul shuddering, her face flushing, unable to help but clamp her legs together.

She was excited!

She was aroused! She was wet! Even the Sixth Under Heaven, who was gathering strength for a strike, seeing this scene, his pupils shrank to pinpoint size, he swiftly retreated, his heart pounding nonstop, a flash of panicked color.

He could not block that punch.

If he were to attack me, unless he dodged, he would also be blasted to death.

Too strong.

"Who exactly are you?" the Sixth Under Heaven asked, eyes full of vigilance.

"The one who will kill you!" Qin Feng walked over.

His killing intent boiled, his fighting spirit shocked the heavens, he was in the midst of excitement.

Still not satisfied, not fierce enough.

"We have no grudge, why do you want to kill me?" the Sixth Under Heaven flashed a hint of anger.

Once, he was one of the three rulers of Myriad Beast City, whom no one dared provoke.

Now he is the uncrowned king of Myriad Beast City; whoever sees him bows their head.

But today he was forced.

The Sixth Under Heaven's killing intent surged in his heart, yet he forcibly suppressed it.

"I've come, so now we have a grudge." Qin Feng's steps did not stop; with each step his aura rose a fraction, faintly as if about to break through his realm, letting his bodily cultivation advance further.

Although he had just broken through, he now also had the capital for another breakthrough.

"You've come, so now we have a grudge?" the Sixth Under Heaven couldn't help but laugh angrily, "Do you really think that after killing Zhao Qianzhi and blowing apart the sword madman, I can't do anything about you?"

His internal acupoints surged, causing his clothes to bulge, and he burst forth with rings of strange qi waves.

A strange aura began to spread out.

"Amitabha!" At that moment, a young monk walked over, directly stepping into the qi field between the two, his body swaying slightly before immediately steadying.

"Two patrons, as the saying goes, forgive where you can and be forgiving." The little monk bowed slightly to both, then turned to face Qin Feng, "Today enough people have died; why not call it a halt? Since we have no grudge nor enmity, why create more killing karma? It's detrimental to cultivation and easily clouds the mind. Patron, what's the point of killing and slaughter? Look, the sunshine is so bright, the heavens and earth so vast, the living beings so numerous; why not open your heart and enjoy the beauty of this world? It can refine one's temperament, let the mind merge with heaven and earth, gaze into the future, love the world broadly, look forward to the pinnacle of martial arts."

He turned his body, looked toward the Sixth Under Heaven, and sincerely said: "Under Heaven patron, speaking frankly, the governance of Myriad Beast City is not good, like a hell on earth, evil spirits everywhere; I can't help but want to intervene. But since something exists, there is a reason for its existence; the evil spirits here still need you to suppress them."

The little monk paused, not minding the Sixth Under Heaven's unsightly expression, and continued: "You are the landlord of this place; you should fulfill your duties as host. Why not show some sincerity in welcoming the patron opposite? Sincerity need not be much; fifty percent will do!"

The Sixth Under Heaven's face twitched slightly, then returned to normal; he calmly said: "Little monk, you come from the Great Buddha Temple, are you Wuxin Fozi?"

"I didn't expect the Under Heaven patron to know the little monk!" Wuxin Fozi nodded slightly, smiled, and said, "How is my proposal?"

Although he was smiling, his expression was somewhat unfriendly.

"Not good!" As the sound of blossoming flowers rang out, a woman approached not far away, her skirt swaying, adorned with specks of crabapple blossoms.

Her skin was white and her beauty radiated a pure aura.

Especially her eyes, which slightly narrowed as if smiling.

On her back she carried a long sword.

She appeared delicate, yet revealed a faint, elusive sword intent.

"Wuxin, you little monk, talking about great love for the world, subduing all demons, converting all sins, advocating laying down the butcher's knife to become Buddha instantly." The woman said with a smile, "In my view, it's really not good; put simply, it's bullying the good, fearing the evil, and muddying the waters."

"Flower patron, why are you following me again!" Wuxin Fozi flashed a helpless expression.

"You say I kill living beings; then let me see if you kill or not!" the woman laughed, "I want to know, you have converted sins, but have you considered those who were killed? Just this Sixth Under Heaven, the number of people dead by his hand is more than thousands; he has laid down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha, yet those he killed have gone to hell. I want to know, is this your evil or your goodness, your fault or your merit?" "Amitabha!" Wuxin Fozi clasped his hands, uttered a Buddhist invocation, then said, "Do not dwell on the past, stand in the present, look to the future."

"Your father is a beast!" the woman suddenly shouted.

"You..." Wuxin Fozi raised his eyebrows, showing anger.

"Your mother is a whore!" the woman said again.

"You..." Wuxin Fozi's anger surged, his monk's robes trembled, his eyes slightly red.

"You said not to dwell on the past!" the woman couldn't help but laugh, "Just now it already became the past, your parents too have long become the past; how is it that what you preach you can't bear?"

Wuxin Fozi fell silent, his face grim.

The woman no longer paid attention to him, but turned to Qin Feng, smiling faintly, like a hundred flowers blooming, her voice much softer: "I've heard of you, thinking it was just rumor; I didn't expect you to be even stronger than the rumors."

She clasped her hands and said again: "Qin brother, I am Hua Haitang of the Hundred Flowers Sect. You may call me Haitang or Flower Senior Sister; never call me Flower Miss, or I will get angry."

"Flower Senior Sister!" Qin Feng clasped his hands.

His impression of this woman is really not bad.

Sharp-tongued and eloquent, what he just said seemed reasonable, but he covertly shifted the concept.

But it's quite obvious that the Innocent Buddhist Son is somewhat obstinate; in his actions he does not follow dogmatic rules, nor does he have absolute good and evil, only following his own understanding.

He's still brandishing the big stick of "I'm doing this for your own good."

This guy is still immature, hasn't formed a true ideology.

But he's very strong.

Even if he's not as good as Zhao Qianzhong and the like, he's not far behind.

The aura of Hua Haitang is also somewhat similar.

"I acknowledge you as my senior sister." Hua Haitang smiled, "I didn't expect that on this sect-external trip, I first encountered this false Innocent Buddhist Son, and then met you, a true unparalleled genius—this trip was truly not in vain."

She shifted her tone, yet sent a mental transmission: "As the Sixth Under Heaven, you have committed myriad evils; do you know why you haven't died till now, but instead roam freely in Wanbeast City?"

Without waiting for Qin Feng's reply, she continued: "He comes from the \"Under Heaven\" family," this is an extremely terrifying hidden clan comparable to a holy land, with ancient lineage; it's possible that a Martial Saint exists within the clan now. However, for some reasons, he was originally expelled from the clan; if you kill him, you must be mentally prepared.

"Thanks!" Qin Feng clasped his fists.

Again, Yan Hongye's voice came from beside his ear.

This is also a secret sound-transmission method.

"Is Hua Haitang not pretty enough? Not beautiful enough? Not stirring your heart? Want sis to play matchmaker for you?" Yan Hongye's tone carried a hint of teasing, then became more serious, "Don't be deceived by her appearance; she comes from the Hundred Flowers Sect. You know the Hundred Flowers Sect, right? That is indeed a holy land, a sect that has produced a Martial Saint before. She, Hua Haitang, is the current Holy Maiden, though she is often called a Fairy, with ethereal beauty unmatched, stunningly gorgeous! The Innocent Buddhist Son comes from the Great Buddha Temple, which is also a martial holy land, even stronger than the Hundred Flowers Sect. He is called the greatest talent of the Great Buddha Temple in a century; though under twenty years old, he has nearly reached the Grand Master level, now wandering the world, tempering his Buddhist heart."

Besides, the Sixth Under Heaven, his background is quite extraordinary; he comes from a hidden clan comparable to a holy land sect, though expelled from the clan, he still associates with some strong members of the clan. Originally I came just to intimidate you, preferably drive you away, then figure out how to kill you. I didn't expect you actually have the ability to kill him, but you must consider: once you kill him, although backed by the imperial court and the Black Dragon Guard, the Under Heaven family would not dare openly retaliate, but they might resort to covert schemes. Yan Hongye hesitated slightly, then continued, "If possible, it's better to kill him; this person's sins are monstrous, countless deaths cannot atone for his guilt. If you really kill him, in this search of Wanbeast City's good things, I will not hide them. If there are spirit crystals, I'll give them all to you; this old lady will sincerely obey your commands from now on."

Qin Feng was speechless.

He looked at the Innocent Buddhist Son, whose expression kept changing, and calmly said, "Do you still want to block me?"

"Amitabha!" the Innocent Buddhist Son uttered a Buddhist chant, then sighed, "Just now my mind wavered, my resolve was weak; if I continue to block now, it would only be a laughingstock."

"Good. You say, if I let him go today, is that good or bad?" Qin Feng asked with a smile.

The Innocent Buddhist Son's eyes narrowed, he hesitated slightly, but still said, "If you let him go, that is your kindness!"

"If he dies today, it's dust to dust, earth to earth. If you let him go, he may later kill thousands and slaughter myriad households—would that still be your kindness? Is that still your kindness?" Qin Feng continued.

"At least, today is your kindness!" the Innocent Buddhist Son lowered his brows.

"Hahaha..." Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh, "You see, the myriad people who will die in the future are all around you, staring at you with wide eyes, questioning: Why did you spare the butcher? You clearly know that saving one butcher will still lead him to slaughter myriad people, so why save him? Are you a Buddha or a demon?"

The Innocent Buddhist Son closed his eyes, his body swaying slightly.

"You can think of this point, but—just because you consider present actions good, you think that's good. As for the future? Out of sight, out of mind, right?" Qin Feng continued, "Little monk, your cultivation isn't enough! If it were an old monk, he would surely say that sparing him today means laying down the butcher's knife, turning from evil to good, doing good for myriad people, benefiting the world. Tomorrow? Who knows what tomorrow will bring! But this excuse is pretty good, isn't it?"

The Innocent Buddhist Son's mouth corner twitched.

"Qin little brother, you're questioning his motives—I didn't expect you to be so scheming!" Haitang couldn't help but laugh, "But you said it well! This little monk, his mind is unsettled, appearing kind but actually hypocritical everywhere. He's not bad, but he's been taught to be foolish; alas, I can't beat him, otherwise I'd surely give him a stern warning."

"After all, he's still young, understandable!" Qin Feng laughed.

"He's still young?" Haitang showed a strange expression.

Qin Feng stopped paying attention and instead walked toward the Sixth Under Heaven.

"No matter your background, no matter your origins, today I've come—if I don't kill you, I can't pass this hurdle in my heart, my thoughts won't find peace!" Qin Feng's eyes narrowed, then he lunged at his opponent, "Since we are enemies, it's either death or nothing!"

"What a 'never die, never rest'!" the Sixth Under Heaven neither left nor moved, but silently watched, silently listened, while circulating his cultivation technique, making the worst preparations.

Seeing Qin Feng charging over, his killing intent also suddenly boiled over.

"Dragon's Roar Annihilates the Soul!"

The Sixth Under Heaven opened his huge mouth and emitted a heaven-shaking, earth-shaking sound, like a dragon's roar moving the nine heavens.

Seeking support!

(End of chapter)