Chapter 1104

Prince Zongzan, who had been brimming with confidence, had his face change drastically at this backward glance.

Seeing Hearing Gai Nie launch this fleeting strike, sword shadows seemed to fill the sky.

At this point he could no longer help himself, feeling that another half a moment and he really would be pierced by those sword shadows.

The composure he had felt moments ago was gone from his heart, and he cried out in panic instead,

"National Preceptor, save me…"

"Huo…"

At the same time, an invisible Ning Daoqi suddenly struck toward Hearing Gai Nie from afar.

This Ning Daoqi was aimed precisely at the wide-open back Hearing Gai Nie had left.

If Hearing Gai Nie insisted on using his fleeting strike against Prince Zongzan, he would likely have to take this invisible Ning Daoqi as well.

"Finally showing yourself!"

Hearing Gai Nie had never intended to lower himself to Prince Zongzan's level — that useless lump.

The purpose of his strike was precisely to force out the master hidden behind the scenes.

Since that master had already made a move, naturally he would not attack Prince Zongzan any longer.

With a twist of his body, the fleeting strike instantly transformed into a defensive sword technique — Manipulation As One Wishes.

The sheathed sword in his two hands was as if he were cradling a precious ruyi scepter.

By the time this move took shape, that invisible Ning Daoqi had arrived precisely at the attack.

"Boom!"

With a muffled crash, countless sparks of fire suddenly flared up at the point of collision.

This invisible Ning Daoqi actually carried the fire attribute!

If not for Hearing Gai Nie's Manipulation As One Wishes being adept at defense, he would likely have suffered a hidden loss!

"Amitabha, Patron Gai's Free Sword Art is truly extraordinary."

Along with that Buddhist invocation, a foreign monk abruptly appeared.

Scooping up Prince Zongzan, who was about to hit the ground, with a single drifting step he had already moved several zhang away.

It turned out this foreign monk had ultimately prioritized saving Prince Zongzan, and had no intention of fighting Hearing Gai Nie to determine a victor.

"Master, fine lightness skill."

Seeing this foreign monk appear and use such lightness skill to rescue Prince Zongzan, Hearing Gai Nie could not help but open his mouth to praise.

He had already discerned that, judging solely by lightness skill and this invisible Ning Daoqi, this foreign monk's strength was in no way beneath his own.

"Patron Gai is too kind!"

The foreign monk performed another courtesy,

"Since Patron Gai has arrived, this hidden treasure naturally includes a share for you as well — please, enter!"

Having taken one strike from this foreign monk, he already knew this Hearing Gai Nie was no ordinary martial artist.

The treasure was about to open at any moment; to keep contending with Hearing Gai Nie now would be truly unwise.

He immediately stepped aside and made an inviting gesture, respectfully welcoming Hearing Gai Nie toward the Baozangzhi Sect.

"Jiumozhi, how can you handle things this way?"

It turned out this foreign monk was none other than the National Preceptor of the Tubo Kingdom, the abbot of the Snow Mountain Great Wheel Temple — Jiumozhi!

Prince Zongzan had nearly been dropped just now, and was truly at the absolute limit of his embarrassment.

At this moment his fright had yet to settle, and hearing Jiumozhi say he would let Hearing Gai Nie pass,

he immediately refused to accept it, and actually opened his mouth to rebuke Jiumozhi outright,

"This Hearing Gai Nie is not only a great fugitive of Qin, but just now he has also insulted this prince of mine.

I order you to seize this thief for me at once!"

After that brief exchange, Prince Zongzan already knew that even a hundred or a thousand Prince Zongzans would not be Hearing Gai Nie's match.

He immediately put on his imperious airs, insisting that Jiumozhi strike and capture Hearing Gai Nie.

It was just that Jiumozhi was exceptionally shrewd, adept at weighing the balance.

Although he clung to the position of National Preceptor of Tubo, he was not so blindly obedient to Prince Zongzan.

He simply shook his head at present and said,

"Prince! It will be dark in a moment, and the Baozangzhi Sect is about to open.

To raise a great commotion now — could it be that the Prince no longer wants the treasure?"

"You…"

Hearing Jiumozhi refuse, Prince Zongzan was about to open his mouth to rebuke him once more.

"You what you! You nine-foot man — you look like a man, but in truth you're not even as good as a woman.

You rely entirely on this foreign monk to throw your weight around.

If you've got the guts, have a match with this old auntie?"

Just as Prince Zongzan was vehemently egging things on, the sixth of the Six Fiends of the Yellow River suddenly opened her mouth to provoke.

Her own strength was unclear, but she had seen that Prince Zongzan was outwardly fierce yet inwardly hollow, throwing his weight around solely by leaning on Jiumozhi.

In any case, Jiumozhi had already shown himself; if she wanted to strike covertly again, it was likely that Hearing Gai Nie, the Zhu family and others would not necessarily allow him to do so.

Therefore this moment was the best time to teach Prince Zongzan a lesson and avenge the fifth brother.

Prince Zongzan, after being mocked so openly by the sixth, had a face full of anger.

It was just that his own strength was ordinary; without Jiumozhi backing him, to speak nothing of the sixth,

anyone who was not a major realm below him, he would certainly not dare to make a move against.

Watching the sixth give Prince Zongzan such a tongue-lashing, those nearby who had suffered at Prince Zongzan's hands were all greatly pleased.

Just now, the barbaric men of the grasslands from the Tubo Kingdom, relying on Jumozhi's covert backing, had bullied plenty of the martial artists who came seeking the treasure.

But Jumozhi's cultivation was, truth be told, no ordinary matter.

That formless, intangible Flame Blade, wounding people without a trace, was exceedingly bizarre and vicious.

Ordinary martial artists could only swallow the bitter pill in silence, suffering without a word to say.

This time, Old Six acting as he did truly vented the crowd's pent-up frustration.

The other members of the Six Fiends of the Yellow River, aside from Huang Laosi, all clapped and cheered.

Prince Zongzan's broad, fleshy face turned black with rage on the spot.

Jumozhi sighed inwardly, just preparing to step in and teach Old Six a lesson, to vent some frustration for that foolish prince, when—

"Ya! The moon has come out."

Suddenly, someone near the Baozangzhi Sect in the distance shouted at the top of their lungs.

On the night of the full moon, the Zhimenji Society would open!

By now, this was a secret known to every one of the treasure-seekers who had come.

With the moon suddenly appearing, how could the crowd spare any attention for the show?

They immediately rushed toward the Baozangzhi Sect, scrambling to be first.

Afraid that even a moment's delay would mean they could no longer enter the Baozangzhi Sect.

Even that Young Master Murong no longer paid any heed to the matter here.

Hurriedly, he led his four great generals rushing toward that side.

"Your Highness, the treasure is what matters; it is not fitting to get further entangled."

Jumozhi could not help but breathe a quiet sigh of relief, and offered counsel to Prince Zongzan.

At this moment, Prince Zongzan too could not help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief within.

In truth, he had also seen that Hearing Gai Nie was enough to hold Jumozhi in check, yet he himself was not necessarily able to defeat the Six Fiends of the Yellow River.

The trouble was that he had always been protected by Jumozhi, and this had bred in him such a willful and arrogant temperament.

Humiliated again and again by Hearing Gai Nie and Old Six, though unwilling in his heart, he could not save face outwardly.

Fortunately, at this moment the moon appeared, and the Baozangzhi Sect was about to open.

Prince Zongzan immediately took the cue to back down gracefully, tossed out a harsh line,

"You lot, remember this for this prince.

Once I find the treasure and return, I will certainly have the Tubo Kingdom send people to seize you and torment you properly."

This Prince Zongzan was rather laughable—possessing no real ability of his own, yet insisting on throwing his weight around.