Today, there was no sun out, and the seats of the monks among the crowd were not particularly noticeable.
Venerable Huai Kong sat on a meditation cushion, facing a monk with a beard, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, whose muscles resembled coiled dragons, emitting a faint aura of treasure.
Next to the large monk was a thin little monk who looked emaciated and short, with arms like straws, yet his joints were particularly thick.
“Fa Yuan, your young disciple here is naturally endowed with the body of a dragon elephant, incredibly strong, but…”
Venerable Huai Kong praised the thin little monk as he looked at him.
The large monk opposite him was Venerable Fa Yuan, the abbot of Dragon Elephant Ancient Temple.
Venerable Fa Yuan rubbed his bald head and laughed heartily, “In the future, he’ll also be a good hand for slaying demons and eliminating evil. I won’t win against you in this lifetime, but my disciple’s grandchild might not lose to yours.”
Dragon Elephant Ancient Temple and Floating Temple had different thoughts.
Dragon Elephant Ancient Temple advocated punishing evil and promoting goodness, cutting karma rather than cutting people, and protecting life by taking lives, hence most were martial monks. In contrast, Floating Temple emphasized compassion and focused on salvation.
At that time, during the handling of the Southern Border incident, the two temples had disagreements.
Fa Yuan believed they should sweep away everything, cut off the roots, while Huai Kong thought they should slowly transform them.
Finally, they agreed that whoever could first use their own method to capture a Seventh Realm Demon Sage would decide the matter.
When Shang Qin Qing appeared, Venerable Fa Yuan hadn’t even left the door, and he lost miserably…
“Don’t dwell on old grievances,” Huai Kong shook his head.
“I haven’t finished yet. Cultivating strength also requires cultivating the mind. If Guan Kong wants to come to Floating Temple to read scriptures, he can come anytime.”
“One mustn’t read too many scriptures.”
Fa Yuan frowned with his thick brows, “Otherwise, it will be like Zang’ai… cough, who gave him that dharma name? Such a good seed, only knowing how to take hits and not retaliate, what kind of talk is that? It would be better for him to learn some boxing and kicking from me for a few days.”
Huai Kong shook his head. If they continued talking, it would turn into a power struggle.
“That child indeed has deep Buddhist roots and a pure nature, not suited for boxing and kicking, but born to be a Buddha.”
“I want to see how much…” Fa Yuan turned his head toward the arena, suddenly stunned:
“Hmm? Why is your Buddha child emitting demon qi intermittently…”
On the arena.
“Has Brother Murong become stronger?”
Jiang Chulong looked at Murong Xiao, she had almost given up just now.
Previously, she couldn’t break through the Unmoving Vajra Golden Body. Now, Murong Xiao had horns growing out of his head, and fine scales appeared on his face, looking even more powerful.
There was a commotion all around.
Jiang Chulong turned her head and saw Brother Li waving in the crowd, seemingly saying something, was he cheering for her?
Thus, Little Princess Jiang stood up again, deciding to try once more.
She lightened her breathing and closed her eyes.
In the darkness, she could see her opponent’s weaknesses more clearly; the aim of the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique was to triumph over the strong with the weak.
Jiang Chulong suddenly leaped up, the tip of her sword trembled and stabbed upward.
Pfft—
“Huh?”
The sword tip pierced Murong Xiao’s shoulder. Jiang Chulong opened her eyes dazedly, her cold sunglasses revealing a look of bewilderment.
This was too easy.
Plop… A drop of bl**d trickled down the blade.
Everyone clearly saw that the Unmoving Vajra Golden Body, which no one could break, had been broken.
But many were still confused, not understanding what had just happened.
“…I lost.”
Murong Xiao shed tears of frustration; his wound was still healing, but quickly.
The problem was, his golden body had been affected by demonic qi and had temporarily failed. Originally, both sides were balanced—Buddha light maintained the golden body, and demonic qi healed the wounds. Now, the balance had been disrupted.
“This girl is quite formidable.”
“Sis… something’s not right. How could Venerable Zang’ai’s Unmoving Vajra Body suddenly break?”
“He had black smoke coming out of him just now, didn’t he?”
It all happened too fast.
Everyone was still bewildered.
But under the canopy, all the princes and princesses had different expressions, all turning to look at Jiang Yu, who had just stepped down from the arena.
Murong Xiao was half-demon, and his lineage was related to the dragon.
But that wasn’t the point; the key was Jiang Chulong’s sword technique—the Dragon Slaying Sword.
And Jiang Yu was a True Dragon Body…
“Who taught her such a great rebellious sword technique?” The Eighth Prince pounded the table.
Jiang Yu didn’t turn his head, responding calmly, “It doesn’t matter who taught her. I will tell the world that this sword technique is meaningless and useless to learn.”
Just as he spoke, the Jiangshan Yizhi Map was facing him.
His voice reached the inner and outer cities of the Imperial Capital, causing silence.
No one doubted the appropriateness of his words.
It only reminded people that Jiang Chulong’s next opponent was him.
“Brother Li, you know where my weakness lies. I didn’t do this intentionally…”
Murong Xiao was injured but looked full of guilt.
“Brother Li, I won.” Jiang Chulong jumped down from the stage, delighted.
“…”
Li Mo opened his mouth, helplessly looking at her joyful face, pondered for a moment, “Chulong, why don’t you jump down after this?”
“Why?”
Jiang Chulong blinked, puzzled, “But Brother Li and the teacher said, no matter what difficulties we encounter, we shouldn’t be afraid, we should stay spirited and not lose face!”
“And now…”
“I am… very spirited!”
Little Princess Jiang pushed her skewed sunglasses, looking spirited but actually timid and anxious.
Li Mo touched her head with a complicated expression, thinking about what to say…
But he heard Jiang Chulong, who was bowing her head, say:
“Brother Li, I can’t always rely on you to protect me.”
Li Mo suddenly remembered her excited and agitated look when she watched the Great Disturbance in Heaven.
He saw her let go of his clothes and wave as she walked forward, about to stand opposite Jiang Yu.
“Hold on!”
Li Mo suddenly jumped onto the stage.
Jiang Chulong turned her head, “Brother Li, I can do it myself…”
“I believe in you, but I have something to say, then I’ll get down.”
Li Mo ignored the patrol guards coming from all sides, sinking his breath into his Dantian:
“Double pupils are the path to invincibility; why borrow others’ bones!”
His voice echoed through the Jiangshan Yizhi Map, reaching far and wide.
The martial artists and noble civilians present were all bewildered, scratching their heads.
But those who knew the inside story all changed expressions.
After hearing this, Jiang Yu’s body trembled slightly. His originally suffocating divine intent showed slight vibrations.
