Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 67 - . Little Black Girl, do you trust me?
Chapter 67: 67. Little Black Girl, do you trust me?
Han Li looked up and saw Hui Neng approaching hurriedly with a group of monks, who were even holding sticks in their hands.
Han Li was startled, wondering how these monks could arrive so quickly.
She had originally planned to hide Fang Zhou away secretly, keeping their presence unknown from the monks, but that plan had now fallen through.
Han Li could only feign calmness and said to Hui Neng, “Master Hui Neng, you’ve arrived just in time, please prepare some hot water; my friend needs to bathe.”
However, Hui Neng did not move and instead looked around, relieved to see that only two people had returned.
The reason for their swift arrival was that a monk had seen a golden light shoot into the courtyard and, having been informed earlier, the prepared Hui Neng immediately led people here.
He was worried that if too many people escaped back, and one or two managed to flee, leaking the news would be troublesome.
Fortunately, there were only two of them, making the situation easier to handle.
Seeing that Hui Neng did not respond, Han Li raised her voice: “Master Hui Neng?”
Hui Neng smiled gently at her: “Are there only two benefactors who have returned? Very good, very good.”
She was genuinely relieved; the situation had almost slipped out of control. The noises of battle coming from the old site of Lanruo Temple were terrifying, making her fear tremendously. Even the intrusion by Yan Chixia into Lanruo Temple a year ago wasn’t as frightening.
After Yan Chixia’s visit a year ago, Hui Neng deeply reflected and downplayed the rumors about the Buddhist Secret Treasure to avoid attracting more powerful figures.
Unexpectedly, it had been only a year, and yet another formidable person had hidden among a group of ordinary soldiers. Luckily, it seems they did not escape back; they must be dead in Lanruo Temple by now.
Faced with the least desired situation, Han Li felt a sinking feeling, “Master Hui Neng, what is this supposed to mean?”
Master Hui Neng brought his hands together in prayer and smilingly said to Han Li, “Amitabha, please forgive this monk. Our temple is in ruins, barely able to sustain the monks’ lives, surviving only by attracting tourists with this Buddhist Secret Treasure. If two benefactors leave and spread the news about this place, wouldn’t that cut off the lifeline for our temple’s old and young? For the sake of our sustenance, I ask both benefactors to descend into Hell, and this humble monk will chant sutras for your transmigration, thanking you for your great kindness and virtue.”
Both Fang Zhou and Han Li had already suspected the intentions of these monks; seeing Hui Neng straightforwardly reveal it, their expressions drastically changed.
Han Li pressed down on the small bottle hidden at her chest and spoke coldly, “Do you think you can really kill us?”
These monks were merely some boxers, and Hui Neng seemed to be nothing more than in the Qi Refining Realm. Han Li alone was enough to handle them.
But this was just an ideal scenario; considering how confident Hui Neng was, wouldn’t he have some backup plan?
Sure enough, upon hearing Han Li’s words, Hui Neng burst into laughter, “You two benefactors are naively pitiable. This monk has been presiding over Lanruo Temple for many years and has seen countless cultivators. To this day, I remain unharmed. Do you really think I’m merely in the Qi Refining Realm?”
With that said, his entire demeanor changed; though originally chubby like a Maitreya Buddha, now his face trembled with its flabby flesh, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light.
The well-experienced Han Li’s complexion changed instantly, exclaiming in disbelief, “Foundation Establishment Realm?!”
Although Fang Zhou couldn’t see it, his heart too sank.
His current strength and speed were both over ten points, enough to handle a Foundation Establishment Realm, but his body was frozen stiff by the swallowed Golden Core, making movement and fighting impossible.
Relying solely on Han Li to confront a Foundation Establishment Realm would be too harsh on her.
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However, with so many treasures on her, she should be able to pull something out to shoot this fat monk in the face, right?
Anticipating support, Fang Zhou looked at Han Li, only to see her expression extremely grim; it was not the look of confidence.
Fang Zhou was clearly overestimating Han Li; she was just in the Qi Refinement Realm. Not to mention independents, even disciples from Major Sects wouldn’t possess magical artifacts in the Qi Refinement Realm unless they were prodigious disciples.
Han Li, merely a lone cultivator, already had incredible fortune by possessing a small bottle and the Mountain and River Map in the Qi Refining Realm. Giving her any more advantages would be overkill, wouldn’t it? Besides, those other cultivators wouldn’t stand a chance.
Besides, Han Li had already used those two secret treasures previously, and they were now in their cooldown period. She couldn’t use them again if she wanted to.
Thus, she was now like a skilled chef without rice, completely out of ideas.
Ahead, Monk Hui Neng was striding towards them: “Fellow benefactors, please surrender without resistance. Don’t be stubborn. This poor monk is quite skilled, and I can assure you a painless and peaceful death.”
Han Li gritted her teeth and took a step back, only to hear Fang Zhou’s voice in her ear: “Let me handle this!”
Surprised, she turned her head and saw Fang Zhou holding a purple gourd, aiming it at Monk Hui Neng.
Seeing the gourd, Han Li was shocked and delighted. Delighted because Fang Zhou had somehow managed to snatch this gourd, which belonged to Xiao Qi, and even brought it with him, which she hadn’t noticed before.
The shock came because Han Li had seen Fang Zhou trying to use the gourd before and knew he couldn’t operate it.
She instantly understood Fang Zhou’s intentions but wondered if it could fool Hui Neng.
Evidently, Hui Neng recognized the precious gourd in Fang Zhou’s hand, halted in his tracks with a start, and exclaimed in horror, “How did this treasure end up in your hands?”
Fang Zhou wanted to sneer coldly, but he was already chilled to the bone and stuttering, not wanting to add more strain on himself, so he replied with a warm smile, “Monk…continue…coming, aren’t you?”
Hui Neng’s expression underwent a dramatic change, finally settling on a resolute look: “Impossible, even if you obtained this treasure, you definitely can’t use it. Don’t think you can fool me.”
It seemed as if she was trying to convince herself, her voice growing louder.
Fang Zhou remained cool and composed: “You could…try it. What do you think…allowed us…to escape?”
He appeared steady, but inside, he was extremely anxious. He knew very well whether or not the gourd would work.
“I bet you can’t!”
Monk Hui Neng let out a fierce shout and suddenly lunged towards Fang Zhou.
Fang Zhou suddenly panicked, Damn it, why isn’t this monk playing by the rules? Isn’t this the time to be cautious?
Seeing Fang Zhou not reacting, Hui Neng knew she had guessed right. She sneered, thinking these two dared to bluff her.
She decided to kill the woman and violate then kill the man afterward, keeping the gourd treasure for herself.
Simply delicious!
Seeing Hui Neng charge, Han Li quickly moved in front of Fang Zhou and pulled out the small bottle, no longer concerned about its damage.
Fang Zhou too was exasperated. Why couldn’t this damn gourd work? Did it need facial recognition or something?
I swallowed your Golden Core; I am your grandfather, so freaking absorb me! Grandson!!
Just as this thought crossed Fang Zhou’s mind, he immediately felt the gourd in his hand warm up slightly, creating an instantaneous blood and flesh connection with him.
As Hui Neng was about to reach them, Han Li was about to smash the small bottle at her, but suddenly Monk Hui Neng’s corpulent body shrank abruptly and turned into a black spot that vanished into the gourd.
Han Li’s face was a picture of disbelief as she turned to look at Fang Zhou, her expression almost accusatory—So you could use it, why didn’t you do it sooner, did you have to make it so thrilling?
Fang Zhou: ???
Little black girl, if I say I could only use it just now, would you believe me?
