Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 114 - 92: Daoist Priest Fan’s "Heroism" and "Righteousness"? Sinister Shadows Attack!! (Please Subscribe) _3
He suddenly realized and chanted, "Amitabha... Qiu Long, Qiu Long, imprisoning the true dragon. What a grand name for a Taoist Temple!"
It was Yun Jiuqing who, upon hearing the name "Qiulong Temple," suddenly faltered.
She furrowed her brow slightly. "I seem to... have heard of this Taoist Temple somewhere before?"
Fan Wu glanced at her.
Heard of it?
You don’t say!
It couldn’t have been that his late conman master had gone as far as to scam people in Nanjun Prefecture, could he?
But that seemed unlikely.
Since the conman master arrived in Qiulong County, he basically never left and kept scamming to make money. How would he have had the chance to travel all the way to Nanjun Prefecture to strut around and swindle?
"I can’t remember..." Yun Jiuqing scratched her head and said sheepishly, "But since it’s a Taoist Temple I have heard of, it must be a very impressive one!"
Indeed!
So impressive that the vast Qiulong Temple didn’t have a single real Taoist, not even a single legitimate Taoist scripture, only a relatively proper statue of the True Martial Great Emperor.
Fan Wu silently scoffed to himself.
Of course... He certainly wouldn’t voice these thoughts that would tarnish the reputation of his swindler master, out of respect for the deceased!
...
As the night grew darker.
Yun Jiuqing, who had been quite talkative, could no longer endure the fatigue of body and mind and stopped speaking, falling into a deep sleep.
Monk Zhi Kong did not sleep; he had already treated his earlier injuries.
Right now, he sat in silence, quietly wiping the Nine Rings Broadsword.
A monk holding a broadsword was a rare sight indeed.
And quite eye-catching.
[Hanling Temple’s Monk Zhi Kong — Life: 333 — Power: 10.1 — Skills: Prajna Arhat Skill, Ksitigarbha Demon-Subduing Saber Technique]
These were the attributes of Monk Zhi Kong as seen by Fan Wu.
Monk Zhi Kong’s strength was obviously much higher than Yun Jiuqing’s.
A Power attribute of 10.1.
Impressive indeed.
Suddenly!
Just as Fan Wu was about to close his eyes to rest, he seemed to sense something and turned his head toward the left.
His eyes narrowed.
To his left were the soundly sleeping Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhi Kong, who was polishing his blade. However, Zhi Kong, despite being awake, did not seem to notice anything amiss.
Fan Wu shook his head.
"None of you are reliable."
In the silent stillness of the night, Fan Wu suddenly spoke.
Monk Zhi Kong paused in his blade polishing at the sound of Fan Wu’s words, his eyes flashing with confusion. "Daoist Priest Fan, what do you mean ’not reliable’... Hm?!"
Zhi Kong’s gaze instantly sharpened, he tossed the cloth aside and stood up with his broadsword in hand.
He finally sensed that something was amiss.
His piercing gaze darted left and right, and he immediately drew a sharp breath, exclaiming, "Daoist Priest Fan! Donor Yun! I think I can sense... something approaching!"
His anxious voice had barely faded when a series of spine-chilling presences emanated from all directions!
They made Zhi Kong’s pupils contract. "Definitely not any living person, nor any wild beast!"
"Trouble! It’s something sinister!"
He brandished his saber forward, the nine golden rings on the blade clashing against each other, producing a crisp sound.
"It’s a significant number of sinister things!"
He exclaimed in alarm.
The term "sinister things" seemed to trigger some keyword, and Yun Jiuqing, who had been sleep, suddenly woke up with a start.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Monk Zhi Kong standing beside her, ready for battle.
Then.
She perceived one eerie breath tainted with malice after another,
locking on to her! 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Instantly,
she was shocked!
Yun Jiuqing’s hand trembled and a short sword carved from red jade fell into her grasp. Jade is typically fragile, yet this red jade short sword was covered in tiny intricate runes.
Presumably, the runes were meant to make the red jade short sword harder, as well as to ward off ghosts and banish demons.
At first glance, it was an impressively formidable magic artifact.
She gathered mana at the tip of her tongue and then bit her still unhealed tongue.
With a mouthful of blood,
the blood from the tip of her tongue sprayed onto the red jade short sword.
The sword glowed with a faint red light.
"What’s happening? Why has the air suddenly filled with so many strange presences?" Yun Jiuqing, brushing off the fatigue on her face, asked anxiously, "Why do I feel like we are surrounded by eerie beings on all sides?!"
In the air,
a cold yin energy started to pervade.
The chilly wind that blew past made both Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhi Kong shiver in unison.
The rustling of the trees sounded like wailing ghosts,
and the howling of the wind resembled the cries of wolves.
Enveloped by the unmasked malice of the hidden entities, even being cultivators, they felt their hearts race and their courage falter!
"This monk doesn’t know either," Monk Zhi Kong said gravely, shaking his head. He clenched the hilt of the Nine Rings Broadsword so tightly that his palms began to whiten.
It was clear he was very nervous.
He continued, "Just now, this monk wanted to ask what Daoist Priest Fan was saying. But the moment I turned my head, I realized something was wrong..."
At that point,
Monk Zhi Kong paused, a sudden insight flashing through his mind, as if he had just understood, "This monk gets it! Daoist Priest Fan’s words were to remind us!!"
He was filled with remorse, "This monk is too dull, not understanding Daoist Priest Fan’s meaning at once."
Yun Jiuqing: "?"
She really wanted to ask what exactly Daoist Priest Fan had said earlier.
But,
it didn’t seem like the right time to ask such a question.
Moreover,
Yun Jiuqing felt quite ashamed herself.
She had been leaning against a tree, her mind occupied with how she would explain her willful excursion to her parents after returning to the Nanjun Prefecture Government in Great Zhou.
But as she pondered, she had not expected...
to actually fall asleep!
That meant if Monk Zhi Kong hadn’t awakened her, if Daoist Priest Fan hadn’t alerted Monk Zhi Kong, she might never have known how she was wiped clean and devoured by the strange entities!
She had unwittingly wandered right to the brink of the ghostly gate!
Just then, the yin wind blowing around them grew even fiercer.
The intense cold yin energy had already caused icicles to form on the eyelashes of both Zhi Kong and Yun Jiuqing.
It made their hands and feet icy, and their body hairs stand on end!
Yun Jiuqing swallowed hard, her palms beginning to sweat! Even when she encountered the Black Robed Heretic during the day, she had not felt a sense of dread like she did now.
Her instincts told her—the unknown entity they faced tonight was far more formidable than the Black Robed Heretic!
And there was not just one of these entities, but many!
With each gust of the chilling wind, one could see several ghastly figures surrounded by dense and sinister yin energy, all of terrifying stature...
In the quiet darkness of the night,
they emerged one by one!
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