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Chapter 204 The War Begins (4000-word medium chapter)
Not long after, on that same hillside.

Ben Shan, like a waiting-for-husband stone, gazed longingly at the colorful light screen.

Everyone else had already left for dinner, but he stared intently at the barrier, seemingly trying to find a flower within it.

He himself didn't want it to be like this.

The problem is that while other scoundrels might not care about Zhou You's safety—even if he dies, they can just wait for the Viper Monk to take command—Ben Shan has a mission to complete, and what if he messes it up?
Recalling his master's methods of punishing losers, Ben Shan couldn't help but feel his crotch getting even wetter.

Unfortunately, this person's current status makes him someone he can't afford to offend, not to mention that he had just been taught a lesson by him not long ago. So even though he was extremely unwilling, he really didn't dare to express any opinion on his 'reckless' behavior.

In the end, Ben Shan could only stand there, caught in a dilemma.

Just as he was starting to feel impatient and wanted to try and get his hands on those demons and monsters to investigate, a commotion suddenly came from within the barrier.

It started as a distant sound, but quickly drew closer—

Ben Shan also recognized it at the same time; it was the sound of shouting and fighting!

He suddenly stood up and looked up. Amidst the shimmering light, he could only see two figures entangled together.

One was very short, wearing a night-cloak, so his face was obscured. But the other, Ben Shan, was very familiar to everyone.

That was none other than Master Songyang, a wandering monk of the Luoan School who still kept his hair!
Ben Shan was about to shout a greeting, but immediately shut his mouth again.

the reason is simple.

He finally saw the specifics of the situation clearly.

Right now, those two are fighting, and it's a life-or-death struggle!

The short figure wielded a short knife, his movements as elusive as a ghost, appearing and disappearing only when a flash of cold light appeared. Each thrust was aimed directly at the master's vital points.

Just from the appearance of that short knife, you can tell that this short man must be the escort agency member who caused them a lot of trouble before!

Seeing this, Ben Shan broke out in a cold sweat, and then hurriedly looked at another figure.

However, upon seeing that, his body suddenly relaxed slightly.

It must be said that the master truly lived up to his reputation. Faced with that dagger that could penetrate any opening, he was able to defend himself completely, without any apparent speed. However, whenever it was about to pierce his body, he could always casually slap it away with his bare hands.

"Master Songyang's skills are truly impressive—seemingly simple and unadorned, yet he always uses them at crucial moments, as if he had anticipated the thief's moves. Tsk, is this the clairvoyance of Tantric Buddhism? Truly living up to its name."

Just as Ben Shan was about to cheer, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

He turned around at the sound and saw a poor, pedantic scholar standing beside him, tugging at his mustache and sighing sincerely.

Wait, when did you arrive?

However, before he could question it, another voice rang out from the other side.

"Yes, what's even more remarkable is that the master's steps are perfectly steady. Even in the enemy camp, it's as if he's strolling leisurely in his own backyard. This composure alone is something that ordinary people can't learn."

Ben Shan turned his head again and saw only a dwarf-like short man.

Wait, when did you arrive?

This time, he suddenly realized something, looked up, and looked around—only to find that all those jerks who had used excuses to go out for dinner had gathered around, not missing a single one.

With just a thought, Ben Shan knew what these guys were up to.

This guy saw that everything was alright, so he rushed over to flatter her!

So, I've been waiting here for ages and haven't gotten a single chance to flatter you, while you bunch of sly foxes are here to reap the rewards?

Ben Shan immediately became anxious, but before he could say anything, there was another change within the barrier.

The thief finally realized he couldn't win and suddenly whistled.

Then, in an instant.

Suddenly, a huge pit appeared in front of the master!
—It was Vajra of Wealth who struck again!

Ben Shan almost jumped up, but before he could even cry out, the unhurried figure raised his hands and made a hand seal.

Although I don't recognize it very well, judging from my intuition, it should be the Kalachakra Mahamudra that the master mentioned.

then.

The thief seemed to be frozen in place, and the transparent Vajra also stopped moving. Taking advantage of this moment, the master raised his palm and was about to slap the thief on the head.

However, at this critical moment when life and death were at stake, a golden light suddenly shot out from the inn in the distance!
The master frowned, but could only withdraw his hand, which was almost within reach, and retreat several steps to avoid the golden light.

But in that brief moment, the little thief gradually regained his mobility. Seeing that he was about to be surrounded again, the master could only shake his head and retreat quickly, instantly escaping the barrier's range.

As the figure drew closer, Ben Shan smiled obsequiously and hurriedly tried to meet it, but before he could even take a step, he was forcefully pushed aside by a body.

It was that pale-faced scholar.

The guy had a disgusting smile on his face and kept flattering her.

"Master, you are truly amazing! You ventured into the lion's den alone and escaped unscathed. My admiration for you is as boundless as the flowing river."

...Although Ben Shan's status was far higher than this guy's, he was definitely no match for him in terms of martial arts, so he could only swallow his anger for the time being and plan to follow behind him to flatter him.

result.

Suddenly, half of his body went numb again.

Ben Shan watched helplessly as a short man surpassed him and fawned over the newly returned master.

"Oh my, Master, you are indeed a highly accomplished monk well-versed in Buddhism! You subdued that troublesome little thief so easily. My admiration for you is as boundless as the Yellow River overflowing its banks."

Those two bastards!
Ben Shan's eyes were almost bursting with blood vessels.

Of course, he also knew the reason why these two guys' attitudes had changed so drastically—it was nothing more than seeing that the master was highly skilled and powerful, and given his young age, he would surely hold a high position in Tantric Buddhism in the future, and might even become a guru, so they shamelessly came to curry favor.

But here's the thing.

You've already flattered me so much, what am I supposed to flatter you for?
After a while, Ben Shan finally broke free from the tingling sensation in his body. He hurriedly ran forward, about to say something.

But at that moment, the master finished exchanging pleasantries with the two sycophants in front of him and then turned his gaze to him.

"Inherent goodness".

These two simple words sounded like heavenly music at this moment.

Ben Shan almost burst into tears.

—Look, this is what grace is. You two are nothing. The master's first thought is still me!
"Little is here!"

Then, just as the master put on a benevolent smile, he suddenly vomited blood.

"Prepare a quiet room for me, as quickly as possible!"
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Four or five hours later, when darkness had completely fallen, the figure finally staggered out of the carriage.

Ben Shan, who had been waiting anxiously, hurriedly went to greet him and asked anxiously.

"Master, are you alright?" The master—that is, Zhou You—shaked his head, revealing a smile that seemed fine but couldn't hide his weakness.

"I'm fine, what about the others?"

Before Ben Shan could speak, a voice from not far away answered for him.

"We are here. May we ask how Master Songyang is doing?"

Zhou You looked up and a plump, white body immediately came into view.

It was that 'Cai Yuankui'.

Zhou You glanced at him, but quickly turned his gaze away as if by accident, and said with a normal expression.

"It's alright, I've recovered quite a bit after resting for a while—and you don't need to put on such a mournful act, I know what you're thinking."

Zhou You coughed lightly twice, and then said.

—And this is the sentence that everyone most wants to hear.

"I have sealed off most of the power of that Zhengde Arhat relic."

The scene fell silent instantly.

The next second, a chaotic sound rang out.

"That monk Zhengde who betrayed the Dharma?"

"...So, does that mean we can just charge in?"

"Damn, I can finally vent my anger after waiting for so long!"

"Don't even try to take that kid with the dagger from me, I've had my eye on him for ages!"

Zhou You simply watched them coldly.

A motley crew.

And how did Nan Tong end up in there, you son of a bitch?

Zhou You frowned, then secretly used some of his true words to rebuke him.

"That's enough, shut up!"

The sounds, thick with the stench of blood, swept over everyone like a tidal wave, and in the blink of an eye, everyone fell silent.

A good while.

The limp-boned ghost, barely regaining his senses, clasped his hands in a fist salute and said with utmost respect.

"We were rude just now. May I ask, Master, could you please tell us what happened after you went in?"

Zhou You glanced at him, then said.

"That's alright. After dodging that invisible Vajra, I made my way to the inn, where I happened to run into the monk Zhengde who was performing a ritual. My practice isn't like that of the Great Lama Du'en, so I wasn't completely countered by him. I took the opportunity to fight him. At first, it went quite smoothly, but later..."

At this point, Zhou You suddenly frowned and coughed again, with blood foam spurting from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone looked at him with concern—his health was so poor, how badly must he have been injured?
...However, no one knew that Zhou You, the person involved, was secretly cursing at that moment.

That damned Zhenxie Division is nothing more than a medicine disguised as an injury, why are you making such a fuss about it!

After coughing for a while, Zhou You finally recovered and continued speaking.

"Later, that little thief suddenly attacked, and Zhengde suddenly rose up, so in the end my efforts were in vain. However, before retreating, I managed to seal most of Zhengde's Arhat relics."

Upon hearing this, the pale-faced scholar below clapped his fan and immediately joined in with a laugh.

"That's good. Since Zhengde's biggest support has been sealed off by you, Master, we just need to stall until tomorrow morning. Once your injuries have healed a bit, we can swarm in and capture that bastard."

Who would have guessed.

Zhou You merely glanced at him before directly rejecting the idea.

"not good."

The pale-faced scholar froze on the spot. Seeing the mocking glances from those around him, he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only force a smile and try to smooth things over.

"Well... this might be due to my limited knowledge, so I would appreciate your guidance, Master."

Zhou You seemed unconcerned about his ulterior motives and simply said it in a calm and indifferent manner.

"First of all, that seal was hastily cast by me, and how long it can last is still unknown, so we must set off as soon as possible."

"—Besides, do you know why I got these injuries?"

"I don't know."

Zhou You's gaze grew increasingly cold.

"It's very simple. What Zhengde used in his desperate situation was the Great Sun Tathagata technique. You all saw it just now. That golden light came and went without a trace. Fortunately, this supernatural power can only be used during the day. So, weighing the two options, we must deal with Zhengde tonight. Do you understand?"

With things discussed to this extent, naturally no one had any further objections.

And so, after an incense stick's time, it was back to that desolate wilderness.

However, compared to before, everyone's faces showed much more confidence.

Not only did they know that Zhengde was on his last legs and about to perish, but they also knew that a master of Tantric Buddhism was currently supporting them.

Although the master has stated that he is temporarily unable to fight due to his injuries, his previous performance alone is enough to boost morale just by standing there.

Soon, the heavy footsteps sounded again.

The guy in the group with a pockmarked face immediately glared at his toad-like eyes and looked in one direction.

"coming!"

Everyone looked up, but in the cold moonlight, they could see nothing, only hear the gusts of wind—

However, those who could get here were no ordinary people. Suddenly, the leader bent down and pressed his hands to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, within a hundred feet of the surrounding area, except for the place where the team was, all the land turned into mud, and a stench wafted over—this person had actually created a swamp!
At this moment, Ben Shan was still explaining in Zhou You's ear.

"This man is the abbot of a Taoist temple in Lizhou, known as Master One Coin. His specialty is manipulating land, which he usually uses to extort money from the people living at the foot of the mountain. If anyone doesn't pay him tribute, he will turn that family's land into mud. Although he's not a very good person, his magic is surprisingly effective now, especially against the invisible Vajra."

However, before he could finish speaking...

Suddenly a strong gust of wind arose—and Mr. Yiqian's head exploded into a cloud of blood mist on the spot!
Just as Ben Shan was stunned, Zhou You also snorted coldly.

That Vajra is itself a manifestation of supernatural power and mental energy. Your swamp might be a bit of a problem for ordinary people, but his feet don't even touch the ground. What use is your thing?

However, despite the fact that one person died at the beginning, no one showed any signs of dejection—in fact, many people were still eager to try. Then, the pale-faced scholar flipped his hand, and dozens of gold darts shot out from his hand, surging towards the corpse like a sudden rainstorm!
In the blink of an eye, the conflict between the two sides suddenly intensified!
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　　P.S.: Some readers previously commented that a 4000-word chapter wasn't a large amount. This is just a supplement to prevent accusations of the author updating only once a day. The author doesn't actually think it's a large amount either; it's just how it was written.
　　
　
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