Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 136 Perfect Infiltration

Then he took a step forward and pressed his hand against the door.

The chilling sensation reached his soul, only to be instantly reduced to nothingness by the fiery red robe.

Humph! !! !!
With a single arm exerting force, the city gate, dozens of feet high, was forcibly opened, like the gates of hell, breathing out the laws of the underworld.

Xu Xuan took one last look at Bai Niangzi standing there.

Why didn't you say "if I don't reply"? This time, I finally lacked a bit of boldness.

Lady White Snake, having inexplicably discerned the strange man's intentions, became even more enraged.

This person has a demonic nature and seems to be corrupting her mind with peculiar ideas.

Yet it also possesses a divine quality, its choices reminiscent of ancient human legends.

That was a legend that even she could only hear about from her master.

As the tribulation of love was about to end, Bai Suzhen surprisingly didn't feel much joy.

"It really is a stubborn rock!"

He casually tossed a drop of water into the monk's arms.

"Destroying the object at the boundary of Yin and Yang may offer a glimmer of hope."

Xu Xuan laughed loudly, "I won't be happy about this kind of concern, woman."

Then, step by step, they walked into the darkness, receiving the baptism of the laws of the underworld.

Guo Bei! I'm here!

Bai Suzhen, standing outside the door, watched with a complex expression as the red cloak gradually disappeared into the darkness.

As he disappeared, it was as if white lotuses were blooming at his feet.

Boom!
The door closed again, and no one knew what would happen next.

The scene changes.

After Xu Xuan entered the city
He put away his fiery red robe, concealed the sharpness of his sword, and vanished without a trace, his lotus-like steps disappearing into the distance.

Just kidding. You can be as arrogant as you want when you're out there with a white girl around, but once you're in the city, you still have to operate in the way you're good at.

The essence of the white lotus, free and unrestrained, has completely concealed the yang energy through the Ksitigarbha Dharma.

The Sixteenth Phase's final scene released a tiny bit of his aura, instantly transforming him into a genuine Guo Bei person, his disguise skills at their peak.

As Sun Tzu's Art of War states: "Knowledge must not be obtained from spirits or gods, nor from events or measurements, but must be obtained from people, those who know the enemy's situation."

The first step is to understand the situation in the city and the situation of Zao.

Now, the infiltration begins!
I swaggered down the street and looked around; the people here seemed to be acting quite normally.

It has the feel of a ghost town from a fantasy novel, although the people there have been distorted by the rules and are neither human nor ghost, they still barely behave like humans in their daily lives.

Peddlers, laborers, restaurants, and teahouses are all open for business, but there's a lot of blood spilled.

The street cleaners responsible for cleaning the streets seem a bit lazy.

So, which kind soul could help this kind-hearted person like me?
There were also many non-human, non-ghostly beings all around, staring at the white-robed monk with their bloodshot eyes full of malice.

A butcher, eight feet tall and with a five-foot waist, threw down his ox-ear-shaped cleaver and walked over from behind the stall with a chuckle.

He used to like bullying people, and since he couldn't find any outsiders, he bullied this somewhat unfamiliar local.

With just a light touch, I could split his chest, shatter his legs, and chop his bones, and that would be my goods for today.

Under the watchful eyes of all the evil spirits, the massive figure, as strong as a wall, approached step by step.

The atmosphere grew increasingly restless; everyone was waiting to get their share of the meat!
Who would have thought that the fair-skinned monk calmly rolled up his sleeves and tied up his hem, his expression revealing a slightly wicked nature.

"Hey! You ugly, disgusting butcher, you look like you're unwanted by your parents, and you actually went out like that! You scared Grandpa!"

Everyone was bewildered. How did this monk manage to find fault?

Before the butcher could get angry, Xu Xuan indeed activated his critical strike mode.

shu~~~Bang! ! !
"Awooo~~~~~~~~!!!!"

A perfectly executed groin kick sent the butcher flying a foot off the ground with a whooshing sound. The muffled thud chilled the onlookers to the bone. With his legs clamped together, even a ghost couldn't withstand such a blow.

The butcher, writhing in pain on the ground, only managed a couple of rolls before feeling a sharp pain in his scalp.

A large hand grabbed his hair from behind and pulled it upwards with force, the tearing pain forcing him to look up.

It even created a perfect angle for receiving the impact. *Shu~~~* *Snap!*
A powerful slap landed, cracking the horns on his head.

shu~~~pop! ! !
The second slap sent scales and canine teeth flying across his face, spraying blood all over the ground.

What followed was a brutal beating. Xu Xuan's divine soul body had mastered the control of strength to the extreme, and the rhythm was also very good.

Sometimes he would use his fists, sometimes he would pick up a wooden stool or a stone from the roadside and smash it without hesitation.

This place is not known for bullying the weak and fearing the strong, but rather for its reputation.

Others dared not interfere, they just watched the spectacle, and some even joined in the commotion, their wailing and howling echoing through the streets.

The name "Hell on Earth" is not undeserved.

But as I looked at him, I started to think, "Isn't this monk a bit too fierce?"

Eventually, the monk stopped and dragged the butcher back to the meat shop.

He offered a gentle expression and said.

"You're a butcher, aren't you? Come here, I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. I need ten pounds of lean meat, chopped into minced meat, with not a single bit of fat on it."

The butcher, knife in hand, was filled with malice; he had gone too far in bullying me!

Then came another round of inhumane beatings.

It can't kill you no matter how much you hit it; it's a pain that pierces to the bone, and the screams are so terrible that even little ghosts dare not come near.

Once he regained his senses, the butcher cautiously began chopping meat, crying as he did so.

After an incense stick had burned, the burly man shamelessly handed over what the Buddha had asked for.

"Huh? It can actually be cut out?"

Xu Xuan was furious!
"In a quarter of an hour, you can make ten pounds of fat meat, without any lean meat on it, and then chop it into a sauce."

The butcher swung his twin knives and began to hack away. He felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his career, a state of perfect harmony between man and knife.

It was completed within the stipulated time.

Xu Xuan was even angrier! How could he cut like that?!
"In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, you need ten pounds of soft cartilage, which must be finely chopped into a sauce, with no meat visible on it."

Thump! The butcher knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"Grandpa, please spare me."

Mr. Xu sat on the recliner and sneered, "This is nothing."

If I don't teach you a lesson for spouting nonsense, will you ever be able to tell the truth?

"The Buddha is kind-hearted and will give you a chance."

Where did those out-of-towners who came to Guobei a while ago go?

A moment later, Xu Xuan's face turned somewhat ugly, and the anger in his heart burned painfully.

Of the three scholars, one disappeared and one died.

huh~~~
Calm down, calm down, don't rush to burn this hellhole.

When the butterfly appeared, Zao was still alive.

We must find them as soon as possible, or at least make them find me!
Of course, those who deserve to die must die! A bold idea then arose.

"Butcher, I won't make things difficult for you."

Tell me, who's the best fighter on this street?

A wicked glint flashed in the butcher's eyes, and he immediately pointed out several more ferocious demons.

Xu Xuan tidied his appearance and prepared to go out to take care of important business.

"Grandpa, where are you going?"

The butcher was overjoyed, but his instinct for flattery led him to ask a question.

"Hmph! I am a legitimate monk, born in Lanruo."

Today, I see this place rife with conflict, endless warfare, and the people suffering terribly, with tears streaming down their faces.

"Is it feasible to want to unify Guo Bei, even if I can't bear to do so?"

A calamity should look like a calamity!

It's just a small town; if something really happens to my disciple...
(End of this chapter)