Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 331 - 307 Acceleration Part 1

"No problem. Just a few worthless people."

As Cheng Hui and the others watched the battle, a tall figure, nearly two and a half meters high, slowly approached from behind.

Even before the person arrived, his voice could be heard.

Cheng Hui turned around and looked at the newcomer, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Jin Yuan Master!? You’re actually here!?"

The other deputies and spirit envoys of the Golden Wing Pavilion were also surprised, quickly turning around and bowing in greeting to the newcomer.

The person had dark skin, wide shoulders, and a sturdy physique, with a sorrowful face. Just standing still emitted an invisible sense of oppression, causing everyone around to unconsciously breathe lightly to avoid disturbing him with noise.

Jin Yuan Master was bare-chested, wearing a large string of grayish-white stone Buddhist beads, with a white beard hanging down to his chest, gently fluttering.

Just looking at his muscular build gave off a sense of being made of steel and bronze.

On either side behind him were Copper Arm Master and Mad Monk, who came together.

Both of them were fierce individuals known for their strength before becoming monks, but beside Jin Yuan Master, their stature was distinctly shorter, and their aura was suppressed.

"Still haven’t taken them down?" Jin Yuan looked up towards the ruined monastery.

His monk name was Kongjing, but he generally disliked being called by it, preferring to be called Jin Yuan instead.

"Master, several of Xu Qingyou’s companions are quite skilled. After all, we, the Golden Wing Pavilion, are merely a reconnaissance organization..." Cheng Hui said helplessly.

"A bunch of useless fools!" Jin Yuan snorted coldly, stepped forward, brushing past several people, and walked straight towards the ruined monastery.

He casually grabbed a tree as thick as an arm by the roadside, easily pulling it out of the ground.

With a casual twist and scrape, he peeled off the branches and bark, holding it like a wooden stick, and proceeded forward.

Bang!

The wooden stick suddenly transformed into a shadow, smashing down on two nearby figures.

The two flew off like they were struck by lightning, floating away lightly.

Jin Yuan’s footsteps didn’t stop, his arm extended, penetrating a wall and grabbing the neck of a strong man wielding a machete.

His palm’s muscles suddenly twisted, strangely rotating like a whirlpool.

Crack!

His immense grip crushed the man’s neck.

Blood sprayed.

Jin Yuan retrieved his hand, tossing away the remaining wooden stick, knocking over the final resisting figure.

Thud.

A skilled hand from the Golden Wing Pavilion stepped forward, slashed across the figure’s neck, ending the struggle.

"Get the people back for me!" Jin Yuan looked around, dissatisfied.

"Yes!"

A group of black-masked Golden Wing Pavilion members responded, turning to chase after Xu Qingyou.

Shortly after, the group left, leaving Jin Yuan to scan the area to make sure nobody was left alive before moving on.

At that moment, a figure who should have been dead on the ground suddenly leaped up, wielding a short dagger glowing a ghostly purple, stabbing fiercely towards Jin Yuan’s waist.

"Demonic monk, die!!!"

Clang!

The short dagger struck Jin Yuan’s waist but couldn’t pierce his skin at all.

Bang!

Jin Yuan casually swung a palm, slapping the person’s forehead.

The person’s head flew off like a kicked ball, rolling several times on the ground.

"Useless! Can’t even kill a remnant of the Eastern Sect!" Jin Yuan roared angrily, chasing towards Xu Qingyou.

From afar, Cheng Hui and others saw Jin Yuan’s unstoppable force, where nothing could stand in his way.

"Jin Yuan Master still has such a volatile temper." Cheng Hui, although scolded, felt no negative emotions.

Instead, he watched the distant struggle with calm eyes.

In the Western Sect, everyone could scold him, but that was the extent of it; very few dared to lay hands on him because he had powerful backing.

Jin Yuan, like a giant elephant, easily broke through the resistance around Xu Qingyou, swinging his large hands, breaking and sending flying all blades and swords.

Under such ferocity, Xu Qingyou fled quickly, surrounded by dying protectors.

"True Buddha Monastery dispatched Jin Yuan Master to completely eradicate the Eastern Sect remnants, especially since the Golden Wing Pavilion branch in Citong was completely wiped out, and Wanghai Temple was mysteriously annihilated." The deputy softly remarked.

"Indeed... These remnants are quite daring. But given these incidents, Citong likely harbors a hidden refuge. It’s listed among the suspects I provided." Cheng Hui smiled.

"So after resolving this area, our next target is Citong?" Copper Arm Master solemnly asked.

"Yes." Cheng Hui nodded. "Originally, that place was the last on the list due to a suspect with considerable background, but considering recent events, it’s timely to utilize Jin Yuan Master’s support for a thorough sweep."

The Golden Wing Pavilion’s branch in Citong was completely destroyed, and only recently did Cheng Hui receive the tightly sealed information.

Were it not for the incident at Wanghai Temple, his attempts to contact the branch for intel would have remained unanswered.

Perhaps he wouldn’t have known about the complete destruction there until now.

"When do we proceed?" Copper Arm Master asked with a frown.

Copper Arm Master increasingly disliked Cheng Hui as his prowess grew and, because of several contributions, he was highly valued by the true Buddha monastery’s senior monks.

However, disliking was one thing; cooperation was another.

"The guardians of two different races have been eliminated here, leaving nothing but the cleanup and pursuit," Cheng Hui said with a smile.

"It’s sufficient to cast a wide net for now. Keeping so many people here would be a waste."

"Ultimately, the secret treasure is the core focus, and regardless of future potential, these races are not the priority. They are only incidental," he continued.

The few others agreed with this perspective.

A strong person is not made simply by having potential.

There are plenty with potential in the world, but those who can grow into formidable beings are exceedingly rare.

"In three days, I will arrange a convoy heading to Cituogang Port. You may accompany or come with Master Jin Yuan," Cheng Hui smiled.

"Three days... sounds good." Copper Arm and Mad Demon exchanged glances, both agreeing to the timeframe.

"I’ve heard that Citong is rich in foreign beauties. I wonder what they taste like?" The Mad Demon monk licked his lips, his tone chilling.

"It will surely satisfy the masters," Cheng Hui nodded.

The Super Grade of the Western Sect’s True Buddha Temple follows the External Medicine path, which requires finding Ming Fei to harmonize the efficacy of the medicine.

Behind every Super Grade achievement, there is typically the demise of a Ming Fei.

Therefore, the Western Sect, fundamentally, cannot do without the support of Sea Dragon.

Each year, the Western Sect consumes many women as tools to digest the medication for martial arts practice.

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Agarwood Palace.

"How are things?" Zhang Rongfang frowned as he looked at the returning envoy.

This person was specifically sent to search for the whereabouts of the previous treasure hunt team.

Now he had finally returned.

The previous treasure hunt team was a group of skilled martial artists dispatched jointly by Zhang Rongfang and Isebas.

But unexpectedly, after so long, there was still no news.

This made Zhang Rongfang suspicious of Isebas.

Alone, gathering information is fine, but when it comes to action, Isebas, being merely a regular fleet leader, cannot provide truly elite forces.

Moreover, Zhang Rongfang also suspected that Isebas might have leaked information.

Hence, he sent people alone this time, and indeed received information back.

"Daoist, I followed the route of the previous treasure hunt team and proceeded directly to Tanxing Island. I indeed found news about Captain Hong of the treasure hunt team on Tanxing Island.

They did indeed reach there and purchased the last remaining Residual Fragrance Coral on the island.

However, when we followed their returning route back...."

The envoy didn’t finish before Zhang Rongfang interrupted.

"Was the outbound route different from the return route?" Zhang Rongfang asked in surprise.

"Daoist, it was different. The ships need to align with the wind direction and ocean currents to reach the destination faster," the envoy explained.

"If they return against the current, it would require too much manpower and resources."

"Continue."

"Yes, sir. On the return route, we searched island by island. Eventually, we lost track of the treasure hunt team at a place called Xuekui Island."

"Xuekui Island?" Zhang Rongfang frowned. "Can you confirm that the treasure hunt team found the Residual Fragrance Coral?"

"We can confirm that they obtained it because we inquired on all the islands beyond Xuekui Island but found no traces of the treasure hunt team.

A professional navigation officer judged that the treasure hunt team likely vanished around Xuekui Island and the surrounding islands," the envoy explained systematically.

"Investigate further, mobilize the strength of the Inspection Bureau, and ensure we pinpoint the exact area of disappearance," Zhang Rongfang frowned.

"But... Daoist, that area around Xuekui Island doesn’t belong to the Great Spirit’s sea domain... Dispatching our ships could likely lead to attacks by the local military," the envoy hesitated.

"Whose jurisdiction is it?"

"It’s under the Vini Kingdom," the envoy replied.

"Is there a strong force from the Great Spirit?" Zhang Rongfang asked, unfamiliar with these matters.

"Certainly not..." the envoy replied.

"Then send a fleet from Citong to seize the place," Zhang Rongfang declared sternly.

"Uh... but... taking action without documents... and without the Commander’s Seal, we cannot mobilize warships," the envoy explained, sweat starting to appear on his forehead.

"Well... anyway, the Great Spirit is fighting everywhere. As long as it’s swift, no one will care about the fate of a few small islands," Zhang Rongfang said casually. "Alright, I’ll contact the Superintendent later."

"Uhm... Sir, the Superintendent does not control the fleet. The Great Spirit fleet stationed at Citong is led by General Mengduer, commanding the Turin Fleet," the envoy wiped his sweat.

"Is it?" Zhang Rongfang hadn’t cared about these distinctions, assuming that both the army and navy were under the Superintendent’s control.

"Yes, in fact, I believe the wisest course is to send a smaller fleet first for negotiation, carve a path with money, and enlist the islanders under the merchant guise to search," the envoy suggested. "If that fails, then employ military intervention."

"Hmm, good idea. Can you handle it?" Zhang Rongfang looked at him.

"I will not fail!" The envoy’s eyes brightened, seizing the long-awaited opportunity.

"What’s your name?"

"I am Lin Xiaochi, a third-class free agent from the Inspection Bureau!" the envoy swiftly replied.

"Alright, do your best. I’ll give you an order later, directing a support vessel to cooperate with you," Zhang Rongfang said softly.

"Yes!" The one claiming to be Lin Xiaochi bowed solemnly.