Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 223 - 132: Death Knell, Spy!

As for the so-called major event... what the hell does it have to do with him?

The protagonist heard the old monk wasn’t reliable, and looked around Little Leiyin Temple several times before finally asking the old monk, "Patriarch, do you know where the Secret Realm of Little Leiyin Temple is?"

The protagonist used to be the Buddha’s Son of West Mountain Temple, so he knew a lot about the Buddhist Sect’s habits.

When West Mountain Temple still had its Secret Realm, the elders would store valuable items from the temple inside it.

This method was very concealed, making it hard for people to discover.

But there are downsides to this as well.

Once the Secret Realm is lost, everything inside can easily be wiped out.

After West Mountain Temple lost its Secret Realm, all the monks survived on porridge for half a year, and they’re still struggling to get by even now.

Little Leiyin Temple is the main temple of the Buddhist Sect, and the everyday habits of temples like West Mountain Temple are mostly learned from Little Leiyin Temple.

So, the Arhat Fruit is likely in the Secret Realm.

The protagonist didn’t hold much hope for the old monk, but unexpectedly, upon hearing his question, the old monk replied, "I actually do know where Little Leiyin Temple’s Secret Realm is. I completed the Arhat Temple trial in that secret realm back in the day!"

"Host the trial?" The protagonist was a bit puzzled.

The old monk said, "Little Leiyin Temple’s Secret Realm is immense, filled with many special areas where trials for the Buddhist Sect’s subordinate temples are all conducted."

Upon hearing this, the protagonist was overjoyed and said, "Where is Little Leiyin Temple’s Secret Realm?"

The protagonist had also picked up some bad habits recently.

Having been tricked by Zhao Yi so many times, he had grown a lot and was no longer the naive little monk he used to be.

At the news of Little Leiyin Temple’s Secret Realm, his first thought was whether he could profit from it.

"Amitabha!"

The protagonist silently recited a prayer, then focused intently on the old monk’s words.

He had already confessed to Buddha.

If he just took a few things, Buddha would probably forgive him.

The old monk said, "The entrance to Little Leiyin Temple’s Secret Realm is under the Bodhi Tree in the backyard of the Great Hero Hall. However, to open the secret realm, you need a Bodhi Seed, which is safeguarded by the head of the Dharma Hall, and it’s generally impossible for ordinary people to access."

"The head of the Dharma Hall?" The protagonist squinted, scanning over the group of old monks in the Great Hero Hall.

Now being of Tier Nine Saint King Realm cultivation, coupled with the unique attributes of the Dragon God Technique, he could easily block the perception of other Tier Nine Saint King Realm individuals.

After listening for a while, the protagonist’s gaze locked onto a robust, muscular, dark-skinned old monk.

Amidst the quarrels of those old monks, the protagonist heard that this black monk named Hui Yan was indeed the head of the Dharma Hall.

Hui Yan’s temper was as fiery as his name.

He was the most steadfast warmonger among the monks, advocating for gathering the power of the entire Buddhist Sect to engage in a decisive battle with the Great Xia Imperial Guard.

The peace-seeking old monks were mainly from the Scripture Pavilion.

They believed that the Great Xia Court hadn’t killed anyone for hundreds of years, perhaps having been enlightened by Buddha, putting down their knives and reforming.

Since they were all disciples of Buddha, why couldn’t they negotiate?

If the Zhao Clan were converted into the Buddhist Sect, it would instantly elevate the sect to the top cultivation sect in the world!

Hui Yan was nearly infuriated to curse when he heard such fanciful notions.

Hui An had already been killed by Zhao Yi at the Cultivation Conference, yet these fools were still dreaming of converting the Great Xia Zhao Clan.

Hui Yan wouldn’t even dare to dream of doing this!

Unable to agree, Hui Yan furiously stormed out of the Great Hero Hall.

The protagonist realized at this moment that he was the head of the Dharma Hall.

Hui Yan did not return to the Dharma Hall; after leaving the Great Hero Hall, he charged furiously towards the Great Xia Imperial Guard.

Seeing this, a glint flashed in the protagonist’s eyes, and he quickly followed.

The Great Xia Imperial Guards were formidable; Hui Yan was definitely not their match.

As a Tier Nine Saint King Realm cultivator, even if he couldn’t defeat the Great Xia Imperial Guard, as long as he wasn’t surrounded, no one could stop him from fleeing.

The protagonist followed behind Hui Yan, planning to ambush him and snatch a Bodhi Seed once he was overpowered and running away.

Hui Yan moved with great speed, practically dashing down from the mountaintop in the blink of an eye.

He was so fast that by the time he reached the foot of the mountain, the old monks in the Great Hero Hall at the mountaintop hadn’t realized it yet.

With Hui Yan, the strong advocate for battle, gone, the remaining old monks quickly reached a consensus: to surrender to the Crown Prince of Great Xia.

Now they were debating who should be the one to convert Zhao Yi.

The old monks were not without personal motives.

All wanted the credit for converting Zhao Yi, but none wanted to risk their lives and step up, causing the negotiation effort to stall temporarily.

Meanwhile, Hui Yan arrived in front of the Imperial Guard, eyes blazing with fury when he saw the true Miaoyin.

Without any hesitation, Hui Yan immediately knelt before Zhao Yi with a thud.

"Disciple Miao Yan, pays respect to His Highness the Crown Prince, pays respect to the Sect Leader!"

Screech!

The protagonist abruptly braked, nearly crashing into a tree by the roadside.

His eyes widened as he looked at Hui Yan, shocked beyond belief.

This thick-browed, honest-looking high monk of the Buddhist Sect turned out to be a spy for Xuanzhen Temple?

The protagonist could hardly accept it!

Just a moment ago, Hui Yan was furiously reprimanding the old monks of the Scripture Pavilion, dismissing their delusions, and forcing them to go down the mountain for a showdown with Zhao Yi.

In the next moment, he himself dashed to the front lines and surrendered to the enemy.

All along, it turns out this dark-skinned monk was so angry because he failed to trick those old monks?

The protagonist was dumbstruck, struggling to accept it: "The state of the world is deteriorating, and people’s hearts are growing sinister! How can a monk with such an upright appearance and thick brows be a spy?"

ps: This Chapter contains 5k! Bosses, would you like to see more Chapters or larger Chapters with more words, like eight thousand or ten thousand words per Chapter?