Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 293 Take the opportunity to back down

"Amitabha!"

"Greetings, benefactor."

Monk Bujie was known in the martial arts world for his fiery temper, ready to use his Buddhist teachings at the slightest provocation. But at this moment, he was extremely humble and polite. Upon meeting him, he put away his staff and put his hands together in prayer, asking, "Young hero, are you a member of the Demonic Sect?"

This monk cultivated the form of the wrathful Vajra, possessing extreme ruthlessness and having smashed many people's heads while traveling the martial world. However, compared to the young man in front of him, he seemed rather easygoing.

After all, the monk Bujie wouldn't twist someone's head off, let alone do it so easily.

The young man glanced at the Hehuan Sect female disciple kneeling at his feet. She had been transformed into a green-marked unit, her expression one of fear and trembling, her whole body shaking, and she was crying with tears streaming down her face, like a shivering puppy.

He turned to look at the venerable monk opposite him and slowly said, "So what if it is?"

"So what if it's not?"

The monk Bujie grasped the Flying Dragon Staff in his hand and nodded slightly, saying, "If you, young hero, are a member of the Demonic Sect, then this humble monk must eliminate the demons and uphold justice today."

"Young hero, your aura of killing is too strong, and you are covered in bloodthirsty energy."

"If we don't eliminate them today, they will likely slaughter the people in the future!"

Upon hearing the monk's words, the boy's palms turned a faint golden color, with a hint of blood-red energy. His Tiger Fiend Fist had reached a high level, and the protective true energy in his palms had been condensed into a fierce aura. However, this aura was limited to his hands. If he wanted to use the fierce aura to protect his entire body, he would first need to cultivate innate true energy.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked the monk up and down, his gaze lingering on the staff in the monk's hand.

The monk Bujie lowered his head and continued, "If I were to fight you, young hero, one of us would surely die."

"It will probably be this poor monk who dies."

"Therefore, I have a question that I would like to ask the young hero for an answer."

The monk Bujie had been wandering the world for several years, and this was the first time he felt death so close. He used a secret Buddhist method to observe the young man in front of him, but he could see nothing. Instead, he seemed to see an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, far surpassing even the mythical Asuras.

When he spoke, he had already prepared to pass away here.

The descendants of Xuanzang are all very upright.

The boy's hands glowed with a dark golden light as he said calmly, "Ask away."

The monk Bujie nodded and asked, "Young hero, are you practicing the Blood Refining Technique?"

He had fought with members of the Demonic Sect many times and recognized this evil martial art. Although it was called an internal energy cultivation method, it was actually more like an ancient secret technique or incantation.

The boy nodded and said, "Yes."

This human incarnation has never had a proper internal energy cultivation method, so he still practices the Blood Refining Technique. Moreover, the Blood Child Curse Seal is engraved in his heart meridian and cannot be easily removed.

The monk Bujie asked in bewilderment, "The Blood Refining Technique is extremely evil; practitioners are as if they have been possessed by a demon."

"I observed that the young hero appeared clear-headed, even with an air of carefree detachment."

"Why?"

The boy frowned, puzzled, and said, "The technique is the technique, and I am me. Why make such a fuss?"

He didn't have a deep understanding of martial arts. What business is it of his if the human body practiced some evil technique?

Does practicing demonic arts necessarily mean becoming a demon?
The monk Bujie seemed to be deep in thought, then suddenly realized and murmured, "No wonder."

The boy's expression didn't seem like that of someone possessed by demons, and although he was using demonic techniques to activate his true energy, the killing intent and murderous aura emanating from him seemed more like that of someone who had received the true teachings of military strategists.

This menacing aura is so authentically military.

The boy seemed a little impatient and asked, "Big monk, are you going to continue fighting or not?"

Just fight, why all the rambling and fuss?

The monk Bujie continued, "That young hero is not a member of the Demonic Sect?"

This person is so annoying, why is he so fixated on one identity?

These days, everyone has an alias.

When you're roaming the world, you give yourself your own identity.

The boy replied coldly, "Yes and no."

He felt like he'd encountered a fool. This monk wanted to eliminate evil and uphold justice, but also wanted to die knowing why, insisting on whether he was a member of the demonic sect.

The monk Bujie seemed to sense his impatience, put his hands together, and patiently explained, "If you are a member of the Demonic Sect, my accidental death at your hands would also be a merit."

"When I meet Buddha in the future, I can still talk about it."

"If you are not a member of the Demonic Sect, then it would be extremely inappropriate for us to fight to the death."

This young man killed members of the Demonic Cult as easily as killing chickens and dogs.

The boy seemed to understand and couldn't help but smile, "I see."

"You great monk, you want to eliminate demons and uphold justice, but you're afraid of dying a pointless death?"

The calculations were extremely meticulous.

The monk Bujie nodded and said, "After all, this is a matter of life and death. Although I have the heart to sacrifice myself to protect the righteous path, there is still a use for me if I keep this body."

If you're confident you can win, why say so much?

He was killed with a single blow from his staff.

The reason we need to find out is precisely because we're not confident we can win. If the boy is a member of the Demonic Sect, then avoiding him today is his inner demon, and this boy will likely be a great calamity in the future. If he is not a member of the Demonic Sect, then there's no need to fight to the death, after all, a monk's life is also a life.

The boy couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Are you being so awkward?"

Is it really suitable for me to practice Buddhist techniques?

Upon hearing this, the monk Bujie's expression turned serious, and he earnestly said, "Every single merit must be recorded clearly, so that we can give an account to the Buddha in the future."

"If I hadn't died fighting demons, wouldn't it have been a tragedy if I had met Buddha?"

That actually makes some sense.

The boy seemed to have been persuaded by the monk, and a playful thought arose in his mind. He said with a smile, "I am a member of the Demonic Sect, but I am a blood child refined by an elder of the Demonic Sect."

"That old devil is dead, and now I am free."

"The Great Monk."

"So, do you still want to fight demons and uphold justice?"

Upon hearing this, Monk Bujie was startled. He looked the boy up and down and indeed saw some of the Blood Child's aura. He put his hands together and said, "The people of the Demonic Sect are wicked and have searched everywhere for disciples to refine into Blood Children."

"Young hero, you were also forced into this situation and cannot be considered a member of the demonic sect."

You need to learn to save face for yourself.

As soon as he finished speaking, from God's perspective, the Monk Bujie's marker had changed to a yellow neutral camp. This great monk was very strong, just like Fu Jianhan, both being four-star gold units, and he also had a gold attribute called 'Wrathful Vajra'.

If you don't want to fight, then forget it.

The young man is now completely open with the Demonic Sect, so there's no need for him to provoke the Buddhist Sect anymore, lest he make enemies everywhere in the martial world.

He picked up the Hehuan Sect female disciple, looked her over, and said, "What are your plans? Tell me."

"Did you go to ask someone for help?"

It was a coincidence that I ran into them; I just happened to pick off a few heads.

The Hehuan Sect female disciple's expression had recovered somewhat. Hearing the young man claim to be a member of the Demonic Sect, she felt somewhat relieved and timidly said, "Master, just call me Zhinu."

She was petite and delicate, but she was originally a "slender horse" recruited by the Hehuan Sect from Yangzhou.

The woman had excellent eyesight and immediately revealed the others' plans in detail, without daring to hide anything.

Of all those Hehuan Sect disciples, she was the only one still alive, and she knelt down with remarkable ease.

"Jade-Faced Lady?"

"One monk and one flower?"

"Is the Hehuan Sect determined to go against me? Are they determined to drain my essence?"

Duncan discovered that he had quite a few potential enemies. One was the Yin-Yang Sect's Hehuan Sect, who saw him as a piece of Tang Sanzang's flesh. Another was the Blood Pool of the Demonic Sect, whose Blood Refining Technique and Blood Child Substitute Death Curse were highly coveted by the Demonic Sect's experts.

In short, he is not only a highly nourishing elixir, but also half a resurrection coin, which can be used to take someone's place and save them from disaster in critical moments.

"Isn't this forcing me to perform a sixty-year demon-slaying ritual?!"

Top-tier talent, the best of the best. The young man turned his head, glanced impatiently behind him, and said, "Big monk, why are you following me?"

The monk Bujie put his palms together and said, "Young hero."

“The elder of the Hehuan Sect wanted to capture you, and coincidentally, I was also hunting down members of the Demonic Sect.”

"Why don't we join forces?"

"How about striking first?"

This young man has already killed one elder of the Hehuan Sect. If he kills two more, it will be an irreconcilable feud.

At that time, he might become the public enemy of the evil cult.

With nowhere else to go, he could easily be recruited into Buddhism as a Dharma protector. Buddhists love recruiting people, and if this young man could cultivate Buddhism, he would be no less than an Asura King entering the Eight Legions of Heavenly Dragons in Buddhism. He would be able to have a good talk with the Buddha in the future.

It must be a great achievement.

This is a much greater achievement than smashing the heads of a few members of the Demonic Sect.

Upon hearing this, the boy turned his head and said, "Great monk, will you help me?"

Monk Bujie shook his head and said, "No."

"This humble monk is also accumulating merit so that he can attain the Arhatship in the future."

Seeing the boy's puzzled expression, the monk Bujie explained, "Only Bodhisattvas need profound knowledge of Buddhist teachings to promote the path of goodness."

"As long as an Arhat has made contributions, that's enough."

"I'll just earn some merit so that when I meet Buddha in the future, I can shamelessly ask to become an Arhat."

Interesting, interesting.

What a wonderful person!

The boy couldn't help but burst into laughter: "I think your Buddhist name, Bujie, is a bit inappropriate. How about you call yourself Fahai instead?"

“Perfect for ‘Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon’”

At this point, he glanced at the monk Bujie's flying dragon staff, which was carved with a flying dragon, hence its name. It was said to be an artifact from the Tang Dynasty.

The monk Bujie was puzzled, but when he recited "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon," he exclaimed with great joy, "Wonderful!"

"If this were uttered with the Buddhist lion's roar, it would surely deter the villains."

He was extremely burly, just like Lu Zhishen, with a fierce look on his face. All those who practice the Vajra Dharma in Buddhism have this kind of tough appearance.

This guy always carries a small notebook with him to record his achievements, saying that he'll be able to explain himself clearly when he meets Buddha in the future.

At this moment, Zhi Nu came over carrying the food.

The monk Bujie glanced at the girl who had washed away her seductive charm and asked in surprise, "Young hero, aren't you afraid she'll poison you?"

Upon hearing the monk's words, the girl trembled slightly.

Duncan glanced at the Hehuan Sect female disciple, whose green mark had deepened, and shook his head, saying, "I'm not afraid."

If there is any malice, just kill them with one palm strike.

No matter how well she knelt, it was useless. It was only from God's perspective that she was transformed into a green marker, devoid of any hostility or murderous intent, which saved her life.

The twelfth day since the black dragon failed to transform into a dragon.

The world is in chaos now, and the reign titles are all messed up. If we were to go into detail, it would be roughly the period of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, but there are many differences. After all, it is an evolving world, and the origins of history are quite different. This world has also undergone changes.

But the dominance of military men is undeniable.

"The territory of the Sea Sand Gang is just ahead."

Zhi Nu was dressed like a personal maid. She knew quite a bit about the area around Yangzhou and said softly, "They are one of the most powerful gangs in the martial arts world, and they were even more influential during the Tang Dynasty."

"Most of the smuggled salt comes from their hands."

"However, later Huang Chao and Wang Xianzhi emerged, and the power of the Hai Sha Gang was not as great as before."

"But they still control the sea salt."

Many ruthless individuals emerged from the salt merchants of the late Tang Dynasty.

The tentacles of the Hai Sha Gang are spread all over Huguang and Jiangnan. They also have a Five Lakes Chamber of Commerce, which mainly sells salted fish. This business is quite remarkable. The salted fish is not important. The salt used to salt the fish is important. As a salted fish seller, it is reasonable for me to use a whole basket of salt to salt a single salted fish in order to keep it fresh, right?

"When autumn comes and September th, I will kill the flowers after they bloom."

The young man recited in a low voice, "It seems there's a rumor circulating in the martial arts world that someone left this poem after committing murder?"

Zhi Nu nodded and said cautiously, "Yes."

"It is said that he is a member of the Demonic Sect."

"Someone has mastered Huang Chao's secret techniques."

The three traveled south, and with an inside traitor among them, they were able to directly destroy the Hehuan Sect's stronghold. They had many strongholds in the prosperous Jiangnan region, and with the addition of a defected elder from the Beggars' Sect, they had stolen a lot of the Beggars' Sect's business.

The Beggars' Sect's business was nothing more than petty theft, and a little more serious, kidnapping women and trafficking children. They were notorious in the martial arts world and were truly a low-class gang.

There was a gang leader who wanted to rectify the situation, but cutting off someone's source of income is like killing their parents. The Beggars' Gang leader died under mysterious circumstances, and it is said that his son became a disciple of Dragon Island overseas.

"The church has some businesses here, mostly brothels and gambling dens."

"Later, she was taken down by the Jade-Faced Lady."

Zhi Nu said cautiously, "From then on, all the elders and disciples under the sect have been tracking down the Jade-Faced Lady, trying to capture her."

There was a monk, a Taoist priest, and a beggar. One of them had already died, leaving only the monk and the beggar.

The monk Bujie wanted to kill that frivolous monk.

Zhi Nu said softly, "The sect leader's personal disciple should also be here. But we haven't seen his true face. This person's whereabouts are mysterious, and not many people have seen his true face."

The person she was referring to was the young swordsman who had drained the entire fox spirit's den.

This person doesn't even have a name, calling himself the Wandering Flower, and he has countless aliases. He is hailed as the next leader of the Hehuan Sect, possessing extremely powerful true energy, and is also a top expert among the younger generation in the Demonic Sect.

It is said that this person's surname is Hou, but this is only a rumor within the sect.

On the Qinhuai River.

A painted boat was moored on the water, surrounded by the sounds of string and wind instruments, but no one was in sight. Under the hanging curtains and gauze, a figure suddenly leaped out of the air, followed by a flash of blood. A bewitching woman used her finger as a sword to strike the enemy, then flew out and walked on the waves, like a fairy on the water.

His lightness skill was among the best in the entire martial arts world; he moved with the grace of a startled swan and the fluidity of a swimming dragon, as if he were riding the wind.

"Miss."

Several maids were waiting on the riverbank to greet them. The leading lady, holding a pipa, said softly, "Recently, quite a few beggars have appeared."

"It seems another elder from the Hehuan Sect has also arrived."

The Jade-Faced Lady's pretty face was filled with murderous intent as she coldly said, "It's good that you've come; killing you all at once will save trouble."

She was known in the martial arts world for her evil ways, and her entourage consisted of poisonous women and prostitutes, including some who had murdered their husbands. The boatwoman from West Lake not only murdered her husband but also her father. She was taken in as a personal maid by the Jade-Faced Lady and taught a set of strange martial arts skills.

Now her fame in the martial arts world is growing, and she is hailed as the 'number one enchantress' of our time.

The Jade-Faced Lady kills people entirely according to her whims. Coupled with her superb lightness skills, she has assassinated countless gang members throughout Hubei, Hunan, and Jiangnan. She particularly enjoys killing underworld figures who traffic women and children.

If she weren't solitary and eccentric, prone to mood swings and killing at will, she might have been a renowned female knight-errant.

But she preferred the title of enchantress and took pleasure in it.

"Miss."

"Recently, a man has appeared in the martial arts world. He calls himself the Sky-Drilling Rat. He has unique martial arts skills and is said to have killed many masters."

These maids were all from the lowest social classes, and they were very good at gathering information.

One of the women presented the recent rumors circulating in the martial arts world. The Jade-Faced Lady glanced at them, her expression gradually becoming serious. She asked, "Snake? Rat? Dragon? Tiger?"

These names reminded her of some strange and supernatural tales from the martial arts world.

Whether it's true or not, we'll find out by trying it someday.

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(End of this chapter)