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Chapter 17: I make my enemies tremble with fear at the mere mention of my name, and their souls shatter upon encountering me!

"Although Junbao somewhat disapproved of your methods, the die was cast, and he didn't say anything."

Jueyuan had raised the two of them since they were young, so naturally he didn't want them to hate each other. His tone also expressed his hope that the two could put aside their past grievances.

Mo Fei looked at Jue Yuan, who had aged considerably, and couldn't help but sigh:

"He is quite sentimental, just like when you asked us to go into the mortal world to temper our minds."

Junbao and I have completely different personalities, and the path I chose is full of thorns.

He, however, was content with the status quo, spending his days and dying with a group of rebels.

"While it's hard to say who's good or bad, in such chaotic times, since we've acquired so many skills, why should we just drift along, waiting to die of old age and illness?"

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and everyone will choose the path they want to take. There's nothing more for me to say to him."

After hearing Mo Fei's words, Jueyuan could only sigh and say:

"Buddhism emphasizes tranquility and non-action. Tianbao, you have always been competitive. Although you now hold the high position of commander and lead tens of thousands of troops."

"But as your teacher, I still want to tell you: do more good deeds and commit fewer acts of killing."

"Amitabha……"

After chanting a Buddhist prayer, Jueyuan turned and left the Sutra Repository. Mo Fei, watching Jueyuan's thin figure from afar, felt a strange pang of sadness in her heart.

However, his actions were not within his control, and as a traveler, he was bound to be unacceptable to this world.

The next day, Shaolin Temple recruited two hundred martial monks from its temple, all of whom joined Mo Fei's team.

Could it be that he was standing in the open space in front of the Shaolin Temple, sizing up the two hundred Shaolin monks who stood as straight as pine trees?

When he asked Shaolin for people, did he already have a plan in mind?

His idea was to train these monks into a special forces team.

Transform them into a Night Walker force whose primary objective is to carry out surprise attacks and decapitation strikes.

It is specifically designed to perform tasks that are highly complex and require a high degree of stealth.

These people are all highly skilled fighters, capable of taking on ten opponents at once. If used properly, they could definitely become a trump card in Mo Fei's hands.

Mo Fei moved to the front of the group of martial monks and found that there were many familiar faces among them, all of whom were Shaolin monks who had practiced martial arts together in the past.

"Fellow disciples, it's been a long time. I'm sure you're all familiar with me."

Perhaps he greeted the monks first, and then continued:

"Today you have all decided to step into the secular world. As your direct commander, I would like to first explain the situation in the army."

"I make this promise to you here today."

From now on, if you have real skills, I will reward you handsomely for your achievements and punish you severely for your mistakes.

"Because as Shaolin monks, you will represent the face of Shaolin in the future. Now that you're in the army, don't disgrace Shaolin."

I will absolutely treat everyone equally, without any bias or favoritism.

……

Speaking of this, Mo Fei glanced at someone hiding at the back of the group and immediately called out:

"Xinbao! Long time no see, what are you doing hiding behind the crowd?"

Xinbao, who was singled out by Mo Fei, felt extremely uneasy and conflicted.

Having a past grudge against Mo Fei, and feeling that he was likely doomed now that he had been recognized, he steeled himself and stopped hiding, stepping out of the ranks and saying:

"Kill me if you want, but don't even think about making me beg for mercy!" Mo Fei looked at Xin Bao, who he had always thought was petty and ruthless, but he was surprised to find that Xin Bao was actually quite tough.

"Haha! You think too little of me, Dong Tianbao. We may have some minor grievances, but we have no major enmity."

"Now that you've joined my ranks and are working for me, why would I cut off my own arm?"

Mo Fei's words surprised Xin Bao greatly, and she suddenly looked directly at Mo Fei and said:

"You're not going to kill me?"

Instead of answering his question, he said directly:

"Now that you've joined my ranks, you should serve me wholeheartedly. What I said earlier about treating everyone equally naturally includes you."

Mo Fei, his tone turning cold, continued:

"However, if you dare to use this tone to provoke your superiors again, don't blame me for taking action against you through military law."

Not only Xinbao, but the other monks were also extremely surprised at this moment.

They originally thought that since even Uncle Juewu had died at Mofei's hands, how could the fuse, Xinbao, have survived?

Seeing the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, and knowing their general thoughts, he coldly spoke:

"With the nation in peril, how can any personal grudge compare to this? Besides, the matter of Xinbao is nothing more than a youthful squabble."

"Compared to national and personal grievances, this is just a trivial matter. How could I not even have this much tolerance?"

Mo Fei's words completely dispelled the doubts in the hearts of many monks.

They used to think that, given Mo Fei's style of doing things, these martial monks initially believed that after forcibly conscripting them into the army, Mo Fei would use them as cannon fodder.

Now that their doubts have been dispelled, they are beginning to look forward to military life for the first time.

After all, most of them became monks because of family difficulties.

Now that they have the opportunity to stand out, and each of them is quite capable.

How could one not feel a little envious of Dong Tianbao's current life, with his imposing stature and thousands at his beck and call?

Mo Fei was delighted to see that his words had successfully dispelled the doubts in the monks' hearts.

A group of martial arts masters who are physically in Cao Cao's camp but mentally in Han's camp are not an aid, but a bomb. So we must dispel their doubts.

"Please calm down first. What I'm about to say is about the arrangements for you."

Did he loudly interrupt the monks' discussion?

Upon hearing that the matter concerned themselves, the monks fell silent and listened intently to Mo Fei's words.

“From today onwards, I will incorporate you into the army, but I will not break you up.”

Your advantage lies in the fact that each of you possesses martial arts skills, so I plan to establish an army specifically for you.

“You are all monks in the temple, who have studied Buddhism and practiced Zen since childhood, but now you are going to enter the world to save people from the sins of the world.”

"Therefore, today I bestow upon you your designation; from this day forward, you shall be known as the 'Evil-Crossing Army'."

Mo Fei's appointment of them to form their own team made the many monks feel his high regard for them, and their eyes lit up with excitement.

Looking at the many monks in front of him, Mo Fei seemed to see a spark, hoping that one day this spark would burn fiercely and eventually become a prairie fire.

"I hope that you will use the swords in your hands to wield the wrath of the King of Light, to expel all evil from the world, drive out the Tartars, and restore the beautiful land of the Central Plains."

"So that our people will not have to pay tribute or taxes in the future, our land will be secure, and our families will have surplus grain. So that our enemies will be terrified at the mere mention of our name, lose their souls at the sight of us, and fear our military might."

(End of this chapter)