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Just as the situation was getting awkward, a monk who was in charge of receiving guests came to Abbot Xuankong's side and whispered something to him.

The abbot remained calm after hearing this and said gently to Ye Qingxuan, "Nephew Qingxuan, let's consider this competition a draw."

He then looked at Jie Se: "Disciple, now you understand that 'there are always people more capable than you, and heavens beyond heavens.' Don't limit your attention to the small world of Shaolin. Even if you are the strongest among the young disciples of Shaolin Temple, you are nothing special in the martial arts world. Remember to avoid arrogance and impetuosity. Your master looks forward to your growth."

Jiese replied respectfully, "Yes, Master. As the fifth on the Human Ranking, I tied with the fourth and lost to the third. I am indeed lacking. I will certainly remain calm and diligent in my cultivation, striving to bring glory to the temple as soon as possible."

Abbot Xuankong's smile remained unchanged: "In that case, I will punish you by forbidding you from drinking alcohol for three days."

You little brat, you dare to talk back?

The person abstaining from pornography was shocked: "Huh?"

Is Master really so vengeful?

After the interaction between master and disciple, Abbot Xuankong said to Wu Qiong, who was standing aside secretly amused, "You flatter us, benefactor. Our temple has not been hospitable, please forgive us. If you two are not in a hurry to leave, why not stay at our temple for a few days?"

Wu Qiong was about to refuse, but when he saw Abbot Xuankong wink at him three times, he understood and said, "That would be very kind of you. Thank you for your help."

.........

It was the middle of the night, the third watch of the night.

A figure stealthily bypassed the monks' quarters and crept towards the abbot's room.

"I wonder why the abbot hinted that I should come to him in the middle of the night. Could it be that he's lusting after my beauty?" Wu Qiong thought to himself as he crouched down to avoid the patrolling monks.

"I should have brought Xiaobai with me; she could have saved my innocence in that critical moment."

Xiao Bai was originally going to come along, but he had to persuade him for a long time before he agreed to stay and guard the gate.

"Hmm? Something's up!" Wu Qiong, who had reached the door of the abbot's room, discovered that there was another person inside besides Abbot Xuan Kong.

"I've heard in the martial world that you've wiped out entire families everywhere, several times already! Before my master passed away, I tried my best to explain to him that you were forced to do it in order to gain their trust. But you, on the contrary, still wipe out entire families everywhere! Do you really think you're one of them? Have you forgotten that you're still a monk of Shaolin Temple?" This was the voice of Abbot Xuankong.

"We clearly agreed on three years, but after three years it was another three years, and after another three years it was yet another three years. It's been twenty years, Senior Brother!" The mysterious man said in a grief-stricken tone.

He called out to the abbot, but the voice didn't sound like any of the masters who had appeared that day.

Abbot Xuankong's tone was unusually impatient: "You know I'm your senior brother, yet you're still so rude? Right now, only I in the whole world know your identity. I'll erase all your identity documents tomorrow, and you won't have to worry about anything over there for the rest of your life."

The mysterious man raised his voice: "What do you want from me! You remind yourself every day that you're a Shaolin monk, even in your dreams you tell yourself, 'I'm from Shaolin Temple, I'm a good person!' Is that it?!"

After a long silence, Abbot Xuankong spoke up: "I know you're upset, but this is something we had no other choice to do."

"You try it! You make it sound so easy..." the mysterious man said irritably.

"Let's not talk about that. Has the identity of the undercover agent lurking in the temple been confirmed?" Abbot Xuankong asked in a low voice.

The mysterious man lowered his voice as well: "Not yet."

"What? Didn't I tell you to come back after you confirmed it?!"

"The other party left a message saying they would meet tomorrow night."

"Where?"

"How should I know! He only left that much information."

Abbot Xuankong comforted him, "You'll be able to come back once this is over."

The mysterious man didn't believe him: "Don't give me that! I've heard that sentence over nine thousand times."

The two then whispered something to each other, but Wu Qiong, who was a little far away, couldn't hear it.

After a while, Abbot Xuankong saw the mysterious person off. To avoid being exposed, Wu Qiong did not peek out to see who the person was.

After seeing the mysterious man off, Abbot Xuankong glanced discreetly at the spot where Wu Qiong was hiding.

Wu Qiong was startled; he had been exposed!

He gritted his teeth and went outside.

Abbot Xuan Kong smiled and invited Wu Qiong into the house.

Wu Qiong frowned and thought for a moment before following him inside.

.........

As dawn broke, Wu Qiong returned to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, he found the little white girl sitting on his bed, looking at the door with a slight frown.

Wu Qiong was slightly surprised: "Xiao Bai, you're up really early."

Seeing that it was Wu Qiong who pushed open the door, Su Mubai, who hadn't slept all night, relaxed and felt relieved.

"Are you alright?" Little White Girl, as always, didn't know how to care about others.

"I'm fine," Wu Qiong said casually, "but there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

The young woman lowered her eyes slightly: "If it's not something that should be said, then there's no need to say it."

She paused, then asked, "Is this related to you?"

"It has nothing to do with me."

"A threat to you?"

"No, not really."

"Then there's no need to say anything. We can talk about it once your concerns have subsided."

Seeing that Su Mubai was still sitting there looking at him, Wu Qiong slapped his forehead: "Oh right, the treasure I promised to give you when you guarded the gate for me last night, here it is."

As he spoke, he took out a Great Rejuvenating Pill from his pocket and handed it to Su Mubai.

Su Mubai took the Great Rejuvenation Pill: "Not enough."

"The Shaolin Temple can only refine one Great Rejuvenating Pill a year. Such a precious treasure isn't even enough to guard the gate for one night?" Seeing that Su Mubai didn't answer, Wu Qiong said helplessly, "Then what else do you want? Let me make it clear beforehand, I don't have any money."

The young woman stared intently at him for a while, then stood up, grabbed his collar, and pulled him closer.

"Mmm..." Feeling the softness on his lips, Wu Qiong's eyes widened.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

"I have obtained the treasure I wanted." The girl's lips curled slightly, her tone domineering.

Watching the young master of the Evil Extreme Sect turn and leave, Wu Qiong fell into a daze...

.........

At noon, the barren hills and sea in front of the main hall reflected the dazzling sunlight.

Wu Qiong narrowed his eyes slightly to soften the dark, almost blackish "Buddha's light".

"Why are you making such a formal occasion? Is Shaolin Temple hosting some VIP?" Wu Qiong asked casually.

In fact, he knew who was coming today. In his previous life, the Western Region National Master challenged Shaolin Temple in a game, which was considered a relatively large event.

"I don't know." The young girl looked at Wu Qiong with a very aggressive gaze. Of course, we should ignore her bright red ears.

She knew, of course, that the person who came today was the National Preceptor of the Western Regions; she had heard her subordinates mention this matter in her previous life.

The two of them continued talking about pointless topics.

Not far away, Jie Se and Ye Qingxuan were watching this scene and whispering to each other.

"How far have things progressed between them?" Jiese asked in a low voice.

"Feelings should be expressed, but restrained by propriety." Ye Qingxuan smiled calmly.

"Sigh, yet another beautiful flower has been wasted on a pile of cow dung," Jiese sighed.

"They're a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, it's hardly a case of bad luck," Ye Qingxuan said, puzzled. "Also, what does 'lake flower' mean?"

Upon hearing this, Jie Se asked, "How do you address the most beautiful disciple in your sect?"

Ye Qingxuan thought for a moment: "The Flower of Taiqing."

Jiese sneered, "That settles it then. Your Taiqing Sect's most beautiful female disciple is called 'Taiqing Flower,' and Miss Su is one of the most beautiful women in the martial arts world, so she's called 'Martial Arts Flower,' or 'Lake Flower' for short."

"..." Ye Qingxuan was speechless.

"Do you think their future child will learn swordsmanship from Brother Wu or learn the martial arts of the Demonic Sect from Miss Su?" Jie Se asked curiously.

"This... I don't know." Ye Qingxuan, with his pure mind, couldn't quite keep up with his pace.

"In my humble opinion, their children might both practice it. After all, they are both top-notch talents, so their children would certainly be exceptional," Jie Se said confidently.

Ye Qingxuan didn't know how to respond, so he simply kept quiet.

But this didn't stop the man from muttering to himself while trying to quit pornography: "Do you think their child will be a boy or a girl?"

"..."

How would I know! Ye Qingxuan's Dao heart was collapsing.

.........

Su Mubai suddenly asked, "Do you prefer boys or girls?"

Wu Qiong was completely bewildered: "Huh?"

"It's nothing," the young woman said, turning her head away.

Just as Wu Qiong was about to press for more information, he suddenly felt an overwhelming aura slowly approaching.

"They're here!"

As the temple bell rang to welcome guests, a figure slowly walked out from the gate: "This humble monk is Yongren, the National Preceptor of the Western Regions. I have come uninvited because I admire the Buddhism of Shaolin. I hope that you masters will forgive me."