The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 550 Gu Insect
Li Miao did not stop the monk's actions.

He stared at what the monk had thrown into his mouth and laughed.

"Master Ji, it's been a long time."

He was very familiar with that thing.

In the entire world, only one person can refine that thing. Apart from a certain demoness, even the Great Shaman and the Miao King cannot refine it. Xiao Si and An Ziyang, along with dozens of Great Shamans, have been pondering it for more than three years with the backing of the entire Da Shuo Dynasty, and now they have only made some progress.

It can store Gu worms at the Celestial Realm level.

Ji Tianrui's fundamental method.

Now, it has inexplicably appeared in the hands of a monk who can only be considered to have reached the pinnacle of cultivation.

"Has something happened to the sect leader?"

Li Miao twirled his fingers in thought.

This method is Ji Tianrui's foundation, her reliance on to avoid the five signs of decay, and she will never easily hand it over.

Either she made a deal with Enryakuji Temple before entering Ise Grand Shrine, hedging her bets and scheming; or something happened to her, and even her trump card was taken away from her.

To be honest, Li Miao was more inclined to believe the former. Ji Tianrui was a cunning and ruthless vixen. Even Li Miao was helpless against her. Who could possibly outwit her and make her cut her own tail to survive?

But after fighting the remains of Bodhidharma and learning that both martial arts masters were trapped in Japan, Li Miao also realized how deep the waters of Shintoism were... Who knows if even Ji Tianrui might have failed?

Li Miao shook his head.

The whereabouts of Master Sanfeng, the murderer of Bodhidharma, Ji Tianrui's schemes, the entanglement between Shintoism and Buddhism, the origin of the True Original Sword Technique, and the Kawakami Elder, whose true appearance has yet to be revealed.

One incident after another, like trying to put down one gourd only to have another pop up, can only be vaguely seen as a clue connected by Shintoism. The truth is still hidden beneath the surface, its true nature difficult to discern.

but--

"I have a feeling."

Li Miao covered his mouth and coughed lightly, then raised his hand and pointed at the monk in the air.

"After visiting Toshodai-ji Temple and seeing the remains of Master Jianzhen, many things will become clear."

He suddenly clenched his five fingers.

On the rooftops of the houses on both sides of the street, Ryota Miyoshi killed the last crossbowman and turned to jump off the roof, but stopped at the edge.

Lu Wushuang was swinging her legs, humming an off-key tune, and tilting her head to look down at the pile of corpses behind her.

Ryota Miyoshi tilted his head in confusion, then followed Wushuang Lu's gaze downwards, his eyes widening in surprise.

"not good!"

He lifted his foot to jump down.

"After that monk ate that worm, he was able to rival the [Sword Saint]! He is a member of the Enryakuji sect!"

"Quick! Your companion is in trouble!"

He knew the methods of Enryakuji Temple. Now, his "companion," whom he had finally found, was about to die at the hands of the monks after only exchanging a few words. He was extremely anxious and, disregarding his own strength, was about to jump down to save the person.

But as soon as his feet left the ground, Lu Wushuang pulled him back.

"Nothing will happen."

She said with a smile, her gaze fixed on Li Miao.

"No! You don't know what Enryakuji Temple does!"

Ryota Miyoshi struggled, watching as the burly monk swallowed the worm and his aura grew stronger, his muscles bulging and straining against his loose robes, his voice becoming increasingly urgent.

"It really won't work! Can you please listen to me just this once!"

Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, he saw the monk suddenly rush towards Li Miao.

"It's over!"

Ryota Miyoshi closed his eyes in despair.

The monk's speed was even faster than he had expected, far surpassing that of an ordinary Sword Saint. The key point was that despite such speed, there wasn't even a speck of dust on the ground beneath his feet, further demonstrating his mastery of power. It was probably not the first time he had used this Gu worm.

Faced with such an enemy, I probably wouldn't even have the right to stand in their way. Forget about that weak, eerie man; even I would likely die at the monk's hands in a moment, without even a chance to escape. "Master—"

He pursed his lips, waiting for the screams to begin.

"Ugh!"

Sure enough, a piercing scream came from the street.

"Next, it's our turn."

Ryota Miyoshi thought to himself.

He waited and waited, for several breaths, but the expected excruciating pain did not come. Even Lu Wushuang's humming beside him continued to ring out, mingling with screams and echoing in his ears.

"If you don't open your eyes soon, you'll miss out on all the fun."

Lu Wushuang's voice rang out with a smile.

Ryota Miyoshi opened his eyes in confusion.

Then he slowly opened his mouth wide.

On the street, the burly monk was struggling and wailing, his voice shrill, clearly in extreme pain. A pale hand emerged from beneath his dark cloak, gripping his side, its five fingers digging deep into his flesh like steel hooks.

Because the monk's clothes were torn and he had no fat on his body, Ryota Miyoshi could even see that his seventh and eighth ribs were being held and slowly pulled in by that hand.

Two ribs were being forcibly pinched together.

No wonder the burly monk, who had been expressionless the whole time, screamed out in agony.

Wait... that's not the point.

Ryota Miyoshi turned around abruptly and asked Shiro Musou, whose eyes were shining.

"what happened?"

Lu Wushuang laughed without turning her head.

"What else could have happened? That bald monk overestimated himself. He was about to laugh a few times after taking the Gu worm when my master grabbed him and pinched his ribs. Now he can't breathe—can't you see for yourself?"

Ryota Miyoshi hesitated for a long time.

So... I was wrong just now?

All the talk about "mastering the power" and "not using Gu worms for the first time" was a misunderstanding on his part... The reason the monk was so fast and made so little noise was not because he was very strong.

He was simply grabbed by that strange man with a pale face and a large hole in his chest. The speed was fast because he had no power to resist, and the noise was small because he didn't exert any force at all.

Ryota Miyoshi could hardly believe his eyes.

That's a powerhouse at the level of a Sword Saint!
How could they lose so quickly... No, that's not the point! The point is, how could that man be so strong!

Could it be that what my master said before, that the four True Essence Sword Techniques contain a secret that points directly to the gods, and that once mastered, one would not even put the Sword Saint in the eye, was actually true?

With such a strong companion, I'm sure I can fulfill my master's instructions!

He was about to shout with excitement.

But then they heard the strange, pale-faced man say something they couldn't understand, then with a "plop" sound, he shoved his hand into the monk's body and stirred it around. After throwing the corpse aside, he wiped his hands and turned to leave.

Before he could react, Lu Wushuang grabbed him by the back of the neck with one hand, jumped off the roof, and picked up Nanako, who was crouching down with her head covered, with the other hand, and walked in another direction.

"Hey! Hey!"

He exclaimed in bewilderment.

"What are you doing! Put me down first! What did he say?!"

"But what's the big deal! Is it revenge, or to eliminate all threats? Take me with you!"

Lu Wushuang said with a smile.

He said he was tired and wanted to go to sleep.

"Let me take you two little brats to eat first."

(End of this chapter)