[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female-":3,"chapter-my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-264":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Master's Elder Brother Just Took on a Female Disciple",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2265797,4423,"Chapter 264: These Two Monks Are So Strange! (6k)","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-264",264,"\u003Cp>As soon as Zhou Qing spoke, the crowd erupted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, an elderly man in blue Daoist robes with a lean face stepped forward, transmitting his voice: “Friend, in past auctions, a single-color array typically cost no less than two Jipin  spirit stones, sometimes dozens.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This Wind-Thunder-Fire-Mountain Array seems new—the flags are pristine, never used. I’m willing to offer six Jipin  spirit stones. What do you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing remained expressionless, revealing nothing outwardly, though inwardly he was delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, his minimum acceptable price was just five Jipin  spirit stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The materials for crafting it cost only one Jipin  spirit stone—and he’d made two sets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not reply immediately, only nodded slightly to the elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, a tall woman with a ponytail, at the late Nascent Soul realm, transmitted her offer: “Friend, I’ll offer four Jipin  spirit stones. Will you part with it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll give five!” boomed a dark-skinned, burly man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crowd fiercely bid around Zhou Qing, a middle-aged man on a distant boulder watched coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hair was disheveled, his face gaunt, cheekbones slightly protruding, skin pale as if never touched by sunlight, his eyes narrow and chilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no interest in single-color arrays; he’d merely glanced at Zhou Qing out of idle curiosity, then froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh… this feeling…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he unexpectedly sensed a familiar aura emanating from Zhou Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he was certain he had never seen this boy before—he was utterly unknown to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had absolute confidence in his unique Nascent Soul realm insight—Wan Xiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This insight had no other use, yet it could permanently memorize every person or object he had deeply interacted with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why his talent for seeking treasures was unparalleled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any object bearing the same aura he had once touched would be detectable within a three-li radius, no matter how deeply hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For people, it was even more absolute—no matter what disguise you used, under Wan Xiang, you would be exposed, with nowhere to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Interesting. Looks like one of my old acquaintances. Let me see who you really are!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s eyes flickered with curiosity; after murmuring softly, his hands moved rapidly as he began meticulously scanning Zhou Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about half a stick of incense, he suddenly opened his eyes, disbelief flooding them, then swiftly turned into intense murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So it’s you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing was overjoyed—he never expected his meticulously crafted single-color arrays to be so sought after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the fierce bidding, the first array was quickly sold for eight Jipin  spirit stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the second array, though its price was slightly lower than the first—only five Jipin  spirit stones—it still far exceeded his expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had only crafted small arrays, not large ones worth forty or fifty Jipin  spirit stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, this was excellent: in just three months of crafting, after deducting costs, he’d netted twelve Jipin  spirit stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Converted to market value, that was twelve hundred superior spirit stones—far more than what Li Hanshan and his group had earned after months of hard work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The market demand for arrays seems substantial. If necessary, I’ll head straight to Lingyun Prefecture.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On one hand, try to gather information about Jipin  wood-element spirit stones; on the other, use this capital to acquire rare materials.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After crafting them, sell them directly to the Wan Xiang Auction House—two benefits in one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Zhou Qing could hardly contain his joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if Wan Bao is still in Haomiao Prefecture, without his connections, I could get it for no more than sixty Jipin  spirit stones—if materials allow, I could craft a dual-color array!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After calculating the numbers, Zhou Qing felt invigorated and immediately took to his sword, speeding away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon, as Zhou Qing rushed forward, he suddenly narrowed his eyes—a strange sense of alertness rose from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, Po Shang Feng appeared in his hand, and he halted midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Friend, you’ve followed me this long—aren’t you tired?” Zhou Qing’s expression was calm, his robes snapping in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze, sharp as an eagle’s, locked onto the empty air behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than a figure slowly emerged from the clouds behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the pale-faced, cold-eyed middle-aged man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now hovering midair, he radiated an eerie, chilling aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him, Zhou Qing frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did he feel he’d seen this man before?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhou Qing’s reaction, the man narrowed his narrow eyes and rasped: “So… you also find me familiar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing’s alarm bells rang loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, he suddenly recognized him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng, Fifth Elder of the Hunyuan Sect in the western Haomiao Prefecture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, after he had awakened his domineering insight, Second Uncle took him on a journey to seek out Nascent Soul late-stage or peak cultivators with fully developed insights, forcing them into life-or-death battles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ensure they fought to the death, he even provided ancient recording stones containing their past deeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, those men, when facing Zhou Qing, all wanted to kill him to bury their shameful secrets forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing clearly remembered: Ma Cheng, Fifth Elder of Hunyuan Sect, was morally corrupt, secretly entangled with Sun Madam, the consort of the Third Elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, the two had conspired to brutally murder the Third Elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these unspeakable crimes had been fully recorded by Second Uncle’s recording stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never expected Ma Cheng to come to the Eastern Region?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by his demeanor, he’s recognized me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that shouldn’t be possible—he was wearing Second Uncle’s Nascent Soul-boosting puppet, disguised as Li Hanshan. He shouldn’t have seen through it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet facing Ma Cheng’s accusation, Zhou Qing remained composed, his face unreadable: “What are you talking about? I don’t understand a word.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng chuckled coldly: “Don’t understand? Fine—I’ll help you remember.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng’s eyes narrowed, a venomous glint flashing in his cold gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued slowly: “Many years ago, a young Nascent Soul peak cultivator who claimed to be Li Hanshan, with an awakened insight, came to our sect gate carrying a recording stone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That stone contained footage of my past secrets. To prevent exposure, I pursued him to eliminate him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I fell into a pre-prepared dual-color array that suppressed my cultivation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Ma Cheng’s eyes flickered with anger and resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But how could Nascent Soul spiritual power compare to Nascent Soul? Once his energy was depleted, I intended to deliver the killing blow—but outside the array, a terrifying pressure locked onto me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But how could a Nascent Soul’s spiritual power compare to that of a Soul Transformation realm? After his spiritual power was exhausted, I intended to deliver a fatal blow—but outside the formation, a terrifying pressure locked onto me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing listened silently, saying nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That was the pressure of a Cutting Spirit realm. At that moment, I realized—I was merely a whetstone chosen by him from the start.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though he left me the recording stone before departing, swearing there were no copies, how much do you trust such a promise?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng fixed his gaze on Zhou Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If these secrets were exposed, I’d be utterly ruined, losing everything I’ve spent years building.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice now carried desperation and madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So I cannot allow this to happen. Unfortunately, he had a Cutting Spirit shadow behind him—I could only endure it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought the matter was buried. But then, while coming to Lingyun Prefecture’s Eastern Region, I heard someone mention that the Cangyan Dao Palace had a prodigy named Li Hanshan—unfortunately, already dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng sneered slightly. “And he was killed by Zhou Qing of Taiqingmen. But I inquired further—the time of his death conflicts sharply with the time he fought me in Haomiao Prefecture.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng gave a faint sneer. \"And he was slain by Zhou Qing of Taiqingmen. But I inquired further—the time of his death differs drastically from when he fought me in Haomiao Mansion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should’ve never used Li Hanshan’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng continued: “Also, I heard that a few years ago, Qingyu Immortal Sect publicly claimed that Zhou Qing of Taiqingmen inherited the Old Peng King’s legacy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That made me recall how that ‘Li Hanshan’ once used a technique resembling Jin Chida.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though later they claimed it was just a rumor by Qingyu Sect to divert attention from Taiqingmen’s destruction, I decided to investigate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng shook his head slowly. “But before I even went, you showed up yourself. Isn’t that right, Li Hanshan? Or should I say… Zhou Qing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng’s gaze burned as he stared at Zhou Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing hadn’t expected him to be this perceptive—this was so long ago, he’d nearly forgotten himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the recording stone was truly given to you—by Second Uncle’s words, the karmic debt was settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, after telling me all this, you’ve been setting up an array below?” Zhou Qing sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than brilliant light erupted from the ground below, instantly enclosing the entire area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, a complex seal formed, mist swirling, emitting a nauseating stench of decay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On its surface, red and blue light flickered continuously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his plan succeed, Ma Cheng smirked triumphantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct. Mainly to prevent you from sending a message to that Cutting Spirit. Now, you have no chance—hand over the remaining recording stone. I might spare you a whole corpse!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Correct. It was primarily to prevent you from sending a message to that Cutting Spirit realm cultivator. But now, you have no chance left. Hand over the remaining image stones—I may consider leaving you a whole corpse!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing observed the array with interest, clicking his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to admit—Hunyuan Sect was truly the dominant force in western Haomiao Prefecture, swiftly crushing rivals and establishing absolute control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Take Ma Cheng, for instance—a mere Elder, yet he could casually summon such a powerful dual-color array. Truly astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it—if I had this, couldn’t I just sell it directly instead of crafting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have one question: how did you confirm it was me?” Zhou Qing turned his gaze to Ma Cheng, his expression calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have a question—how were you certain that person was me?\" Zhou Qing turned his gaze toward Ma Cheng and asked calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng sneered, a hint of smugness on his face. “I’ll be honest with you—my realm has something unusual about it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing this, Zhou Qing’s mind cleared instantly; he finally understood the reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he could relax. After all, to compensate for his realm, he had impersonated Li Hanshan—and angered far too many Sect Masters and Elders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If all these people recognized him, he’d truly be trapped with no way up to heaven and no path down to earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you certain you want to attack me?” Zhou Qing fixed his gaze on Ma Cheng and asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng sneered, cold and disdainful. “Stop pretending. Years ago, you were merely at the peak of Nascent Soul. Even if your realm is now complete, you’ve barely broken through to the early stage of Soul Transformation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And compared to someone like me—a seasoned late-stage Soul Transformer—that’s a world apart. Do you really think you stand a chance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng slowly raised his right hand. The entire formation instantly whirred at high speed, emitting a deep, rumbling roar like an ancient beast awakening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless dense, black giant scorpions materialized from the formation, their eyes glowing with eerie green light, all locking onto Zhou Qing at once, hissing in chilling unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Today, since you’ve walked into my hands, you won’t leave alive. That memory stone must not be compromised in the slightest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only by erasing you completely can we eliminate all future threats!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng snarled, his murderous intent intensifying. As his right hand fell, the formation roared, launching a direct assault upon Zhou Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing shook his head slightly, a wry, helpless smile on his face. “You’re too arrogant—and too talkative. Besides, who said I’m at early Soul Transformation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Qing spoke, a vast, overwhelming aura of mid-stage Soul Transformation erupted violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng’s face instantly paled. “How is this possible!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are plenty of impossible things in this world!” Zhou Qing roared. In his hand, the Po Shangfeng Sword instantly roared with thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several thick bolts of lightning surged forth like dragons, then shot straight toward Ma Cheng…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later, in a certain forest, the dual-colored formation formed from black mist gradually faded until it vanished entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In its place lay a scene of utter devastation, littered with traces of fierce battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground was torn open by jagged fissures; trees lay toppled, broken branches and withered leaves scattered everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toxic mists hung thick in the air, emitting a pungent stench that made one want to vomit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at the center stood a golden figure with wings, one hand gripping Ma Cheng’s corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“P-please… s-spare me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ma Cheng’s Primordial Spirit was trapped within a cage woven of lightning, his face twisted, eyes filled with pleading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was the arrogance and majesty he once carried as an Elder of Hunyuan Sect?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined that the boy he once dismissed as a mere Nascent Soul cultivator had, in an instant, become a mid-stage Soul Transformer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-stage was bad enough—but his combat power was terrifyingly beyond imagination, crushing him utterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t even tell anymore who was the newcomer and who was the veteran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That terrifying thunder sword qi, the Suanni  divine art, the Jin Wu divine art, and the invincible Jin Peng technique—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one left him powerless. In the end, he’d nearly spent his lifespan to activate a forbidden technique just to break one of his own arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But strangely, the broken bones glowed golden—and healed completely in a single blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tell me, is this even human?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he was nearly shattered. In his mind, only legendary ancient divine beasts with immortal bodies could possess such unnatural regenerative power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that dual-colored formation—it was something he’d spent countless resources and years to acquire from Master Wu Tiangang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this man not only found its flaw effortlessly—he could even manipulate it and turn it against him. Could you believe that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Ma Cheng pleaded, Zhou Qing’s black hair whipped wildly, his eyes like cold stars, piercing him with no trace of mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, he slowly turned his head toward the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, two monks—one tall, one small—stood with palms pressed together, silently watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only because he sensed outsiders that Zhou Qing had accelerated the battle—yet they had not interfered in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing grew wary. After a brief glance at the two monks, he turned back to Ma Cheng. “To be honest, I didn’t leave any copies. You’re imagining things.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I believe you…” Ma Cheng’s breath was faint, his eyes filled with terror and regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhou Qing gazed calmly at Ma Cheng and spoke slowly: “But I don’t like leaving behind future troubles—especially when you’ve harbored such strong murderous intent toward me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, lightning surged in his hand, thick bolts racing like wild dragons through the cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until Ma Cheng screamed in agony, dissolving into a wisp of smoke, vanishing into the heavens and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, Zhou Qing’s right hand ignited Jin Wu fire, radiating intense, pure heat, instantly engulfing Ma Cheng’s corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within moments, it was reduced to ashes—utterly obliterated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a storage bag fell to the ground. Zhou Qing snatched it up swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing all this, he immediately drew upon the reserve spiritual energy within the golden flower, restoring himself fully to peak condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did he turn again toward the two monks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two monks approached, nodded slightly to Zhou Qing, then sat cross-legged and began chanting sutras for the departed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing stepped back warily, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t at all what he’d expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monks are supposed to be compassionate—why didn’t they stop him when he killed Ma Cheng?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, after the killing, they come to chant for his soul?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this little monk—he’s extraordinary. He looks no older than seven or eight, yet he’s already at early Jin Dan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself, at his age, had only reached Qi Condensation. Even his Third Senior Brother had only broken through to Nascent Soul years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this elder monk—his aura was utterly concealed, as if he’d returned to primordial simplicity. Zhou Qing couldn’t sense even a trace of his depth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing they paid him no attention, Zhou Qing quickly slipped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two monks appeared far too strange—and their power was unfathomable. Best not to tangle further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long after, the elder monk finally opened his eyes, filled with compassion, and murmured, “Amitabha,” toward Ma Cheng’s ashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, you could have saved that cultivator—why let him be erased by the other?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little monk, having finished chanting, rose and asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder monk sighed softly, turning to gaze at the direction Zhou Qing had departed. His eyes were deep and calm as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Disciple, all things in this world are bound by cause and effect. Though we uphold compassion, we must not interfere with others’ predetermined karmic paths.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For example, had I intervened just now, it might have seemed like salvation—but in truth, it could shatter the delicate balance of the world, triggering uncontrollable chain reactions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Karmic forces are intricate; one hair pulled, the whole body trembles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we alter another’s fate merely out of momentary pity, we may unknowingly bring disaster upon countless others.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little monk nodded thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder monk then smiled suddenly: “Besides, death is not the end. Chanting for his soul, aiding his transcendence—that is our duty as monastics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The path of cultivation is to comprehend truth within this complex web of karma. Only by following nature can we see our true heart and find liberation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little monk’s eyes lit up. “Master, I understand now. Comprehension is only the beginning—practice is key. That’s what you taught me this morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder monk smiled warmly, gently patting the little monk’s head. “Good, good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, where do we go next?” the little monk asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder monk gazed ahead. “Linggu Mountain. I hear many died there. After chanting for them, we’ll go to the Five Great Sects of the Eastern Region to beg alms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For caution’s sake, Zhou Qing did not return to his sect first. Instead, he quietly circled back to Linggu Mountain, donned his black robe, and sat cross-legged in a secluded corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continuously extended his spiritual sense to observe his surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited a full day, confirming no danger remained, and was about to summon his sword to depart—when he suddenly spotted two familiar figures walking slowly toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two monks—the tall one and the small one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d once feared they might covet the Emperor’s Radiance Scripture—but now he saw he’d been mistaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After brief hesitation, Zhou Qing sat down again, adjusting his posture to appear more composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his gaze remained locked on the two monks, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the two bald heads drew attention. Others cast them strange glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the monks acted as if they noticed nothing, calmly walking toward the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when they reached the edge did they stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little monk frowned slightly, his youthful face puzzled. “Master, there aren’t nearly as many resentful spirits here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder monk also looked puzzled. Wasn’t it said this place had a secret realm, and many had died here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, apart from a few withered tomb guardians, only the lingering spiritual imprints of those who had perished at the Zhanling Realm remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strange…” The elder monk rubbed his bald head, glancing around at the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the rumors been wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3283,"2026-06-19T20:13:54.632Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ec35eb389c0a62b0e4f2d1e39b322343d2cc509b330b786a5a77e374d65a944c","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-265","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-263",302,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--cover.jpg"]