Chapter 09: The Post Station

Hearing him speak with great fervor, a multitude of heroes responded loudly in unison

He raised his head and stretched his neck, scrutinizing carefully. After three years of absence, Master Guangwu appeared even more aged!

Little did he know that as soon as he stepped into the eastern meditation hall, he would be ambushed by the girl in red

With a single dagger in hand, she danced with such skill that the air whistled around her, effortlessly forcing the four or five middle-aged monks who were besieging her to retreat step by step

After running for a while longer, he finally arrived at the venue on the mountaintop. Upon seeing it, he was instantly dumbfounded— the martial arts tournament had unexpectedly concluded hastily, and everyone had left without a trace.

He let out a sound of "hm," and after a long while, he finally opened his eyelids just a crack: "Thank you for the medicine, benefactor! Ahem, if this old monk's guess is correct, you must be the Chief Imperial Bodyguard, known as 'Shadowless Sword,' Lord Shui Xiao? And this lady... ahem, this lady benefactor must surely be Princess Zhao Hua... This old monk is severely injured and unable to... to pay my respects to Her Highness the Princess and Lord Shui, I hope you will forgive me for my rudeness!

He was speechless, nodding foolishly.

Strange as it may be, he still quietly practiced his internal skills, straining his ears to listen carefully

I won't!" She said stubbornly, her face showing no signs of compromise. "Qie Yang, are you crazy? We have been training hard in martial arts for the past three years, what is it all for? We have finally waited for today, and I will not let them off easily!"

"Black charcoal, that is your punishment! Today, the young lady has matters to attend to, so I shall spare you for the time being! If you are disrespectful again next time, I will certainly put an end to those thieving eyes of yours"

"Enough..." A faint sigh clearly reached everyone's ears, causing Li Yue to tremble all over

Junior Water Cloud, pays respects to Shaolin

Did you ever think you would end up like this? Bald donkey, had I known today would come, why did you act as you did back then?

At this moment, the girl in red was approximately fifteen zhang away from him. She turned her head and glanced at him, a fleeting look of surprise in her eyes, followed by a series of giggles. Before her laughter had faded, she had already floated far away.

Oh, why are you being so fierce? It was you who said that I am a demoness, and demonesses have no kind hearts

Shuixiao jumped to the side, observing coldly.

The old monk was wrong... wrong... This was the only regret of his life, and in his state of confusion, his mind was filled entirely with that past event

While squatting and lost in thought, he suddenly heard a faint rustling of fabric by his ear. He sharply raised his head and looked with slight surprise towards the foot of the mountain not far away. A cluster of red flames stood out vividly against the surrounding greenery, as it swiftly swept up the mountain like a gust of wind

Master Guangwu observed a few moves, his expression turning somber, and he sighed softly: "Young lady, spare the lives under your blade"

April 16

Tears streamed down her face as she watched the direction in which Qie Yang was leaving, her heart convulsing in waves.

So it was you! She gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing with fury

Master Guangwu coughed a few times, feeling a sweetness in his throat, and spat out a large mouthful of congealed blood. He was gravely injured and had long since disregarded life and death.

The sound of charming laughter continued, yet the gaze sweeping over the abbot was as cold as frost, "Are you begging for mercy from me? Ha... I absolutely will not"

"Jueqingmen? What sect is that?"

Li Yue cast a regretful glance at him and lowered her head—she truly detested the conflicts and bloodshed of the martial world. Therefore, she had firmly resolved that no matter what happened, she would no longer meddle in others' affairs. Similarly, Xie Jun Kai was the man chosen by her sister Li Tong. If he were to bring a life of happiness and comfort to Tong'er, he could no longer involve himself in these grievances of the jianghu.

The abbot waved his hand, and the entire venue gradually quieted down. Shui Xiao was too far away and could not hear what he was saying, feeling quite puzzled. It was well known that the abbot possessed remarkable martial arts skills, and the Shaolin "Lion's Roar" was his renowned technique. How could his voice be so inadequate today?

I will go take a look! Shui Xiao, filled with curiosity, clasped his hands and said, "Everyone, until we meet again"

"Could it be that... Qian Yang, what you mean is that we don't need to take revenge anymore?" Ying Luo was confused and bewildered. For three years, she had been practicing martial arts with a single belief: revenge! However, Qian Yang had now said such words, which she could not comprehend. Shaking her head, she said, "I won't listen to you; I want to ask my aunt! I only listen to my aunt..."

The girl in the red dress dodged the onslaught of Shui Xiao, pouting her red lips, looking up at the ceiling with an expression of indignation: "What did you say?"

A pair of feet disobeyed his commands, and he lifted his steps to follow her. She walked briskly ahead, no longer looking back. After taking two or three steps, a sudden sharp pain flashed through his head, and he became significantly more alert.

Indeed! It is I, the humble Hei Tanzi! Shui Xiao grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, as he pointed his finger at several acupoints on the abbot's body.

With a leap, he vaulted over the wall

The crowd was in an uproar, with some understanding and others bewildered, and amidst the curses, they dispersed in a rush. Master Guangwu ordered three of his junior disciples to properly arrange for everyone to descend the mountain, while he himself took only five of his close disciples back to the temple to rest

She was wrapped in red from head to toe, her delicate skin as soft as snow, a petite and high nose, and her rosy lips slightly curled upwards. A pair of large almond-shaped eyes gazed at him with curiosity, pride, and a strong sense of individuality—her eyes seemed to contain a flame, and after being scrutinized by her for a while, one would feel a heat rising within, as if being burned.

Boom—like thunder crashing on flat ground

He leaped down from the roof and lightly stood beside the abbot, gazing with a complex expression at the old monk who was twitching on the ground for a long time... Suddenly, he reached out and pinched the old monk's waist a few times.

Hidden among the trees, Shui Xiao secretly observed the situation in the arena. He saw the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Guangwu, sitting on the ground with his eyes closed in meditation, seemingly indifferent to everything happening around him. Beside the abbot stood a man and a woman; the man was composed and steady, while the woman was extraordinarily beautiful. They were indeed the same two individuals he had encountered yesterday at Yipinxuan, and both were intently watching the abbot as he meditated.

The girl in the red dress struck as swiftly as the wind, sealing his acupoints and saying, "I won't let you die so easily!"

Suddenly, a sharp shout came from outside the arena: "Demoness! Take this!" A iron spear was thrown down from above.

Could it be that he has taken a wrong turn? He is not on the main road, but rather on a more difficult shortcut. There are many paths on the mountain, and it is inevitable that he might miss the right one. Regardless, it does not matter; after all, the young woman's destination is the venue of the martial arts conference. He only needs to arrive there and wait for the opportunity to present itself—given her striking fiery appearance, it would be hard for anyone to overlook her.

The acupuncture points and the area around the wound gradually became numb and itchy, as if thousands of ants were drilling into the heart. Guangwu's expression was one of agony as he clutched his neck, emitting a beast-like roar from his throat, his body trembling, curling up into a ball and convulsing incessantly

Who is it? Such remarkable lightness of body! Shui Xiao silently praised and straightened up.

The Abbot Guangwu's body trembled slightly, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, his complexion was pale, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his lips, dripping onto the gray robe.

His incessant murmurs continued until they faded into silence

That sword strike, he didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge... He simply wanted to wait for death! Ying Luo, if we truly kill him, we would instead be fulfilling his wish.

Hey! I would like to ask you something, is the Shaolin Temple located on a mountain? Her voice was as melodious as a silver bell

Amitabha ... ... cough, cough ... ... The Abbot Guangwu joined his hands in front of his chest, smiled, and closed his eyes.

Xie Junkai and Li Yuefei quickly exchanged glances. Xie Junkai cupped his hands and said, "Master Abbot, you must have mistaken the person. I am Xie Junkai, and this is Miss Li, not the princess!"

"Then let us go!" She turned back and smiled charmingly

Today is the day of the Martial Arts Conference

As dawn broke, the summit of Shaoshi Mountain was bustling with people. Upon closer inspection, amidst the gaps of the green pines and cypress trees, one could see men, women, and children of all ages dressed in a variety of colorful attire. The flow of people was largely uniform, all heading towards the Shaolin Temple

"How could I?" he exclaimed, gripping her hand excitedly. "Don't casually accuse me; I have not forgotten my aunt at all!"

Aren't you coming over? If she is willing to obediently release the Abbot's acupoints, Shui Xiao does not wish to make things too difficult for her

Upon the appearance of officials from the government, Master Guangwu made a decisive decision and promptly concluded the martial arts conference in a hasty manner to avoid suspicion

If ... ? ... If today, dying could free oneself from the mistakes of the past, then what is there to fear in death

No harm done! His hair was all white, and he had a peaceful expression on his face, but his demeanor seemed somewhat weary. "Shaolin should fulfill its duties as a host and must not lose its sense of propriety!"

The rise of the Heartless Sect has been remarkably swift, and there has been no sign of it in the martial world. Ahem, ahem. Today, I sincerely invite all of you to come to Shaoshi Mountain, as it is indeed due to the aggressive advance of the Heartless Sect that I wish to seek your opinions.

Everything was so harmonious and peaceful until half a month ago

Oh? Master Guangwu had previously taken a "Shuiling Xuelian Dan" given to him by the two, and thus he initially assumed that the pair before him were the two individuals described as the "Four Heroes of Shushan".

Ah... ah..." The girl in the red dress gracefully spun around, her jade-like hand deftly catching the approaching dagger with ease, her smile blooming like flowers: "Thank you for your knife! Be careful—"

What has happened? Where have all the people gone? I can hardly believe my eyes; in the vast open space, in just a moment, only seven or eight little monks remain to clean up.

At this moment, the five monks were gradually at a disadvantage, as the onslaught of the young girl in red was extremely fierce, with each strike aimed to take a life.

Her eyes would shine, and Shui Xiao felt as if he were about to melt away, his heart racing and his mind in a whirl, he blurted out: "Great!"

He was clearly in a state of confusion, his pupils unfocused, merely sighing repeatedly: "It is I, the old monk, who was wrong! I was wrong... wrong..."

That cold and venomous tone sent chills down Li Yue's spine, as if she had fallen into an ice cave

However, given the current situation, Shui Xiao believes that Empress Wu is indeed overthinking! He is now working for the court and has become more indifferent to the affairs of the martial world compared to previous years. Once he learns that the truth of the Martial Arts Conference has nothing to do with the royal family, he will have no desire to linger on the mountaintop any longer, quietly leaving the crowd and stepping onto the path down the mountain

Black charcoal? Thieving eyes? Shui Xiao touched his cheek and saw that his palm was covered in black, which reminded him of the black ash smeared on his face. At the same time, he recalled that he had almost lost control just now, nearly being enchanted by that little demoness, which made him feel both angry and annoyed.

Thank you! She smiled sweetly, revealing two deep and enchanting dimples on her cheeks

The breath of the abbot grew increasingly heavy, while the young girl in red watched everything with an expressionless face

She is a young girl, radiant and dazzling like fire, as if she could burn away all things in the world

I was fully convinced that with this determined pursuit, I would surely be able to catch up with her halfway up the mountain. However, after running a considerable distance along the mountain path, nearing the summit, I still had not seen any trace of her.

"What are you doing, Qian Yang!" Ying Luo observed coldly, suddenly screaming, "What do you mean by this?"

Li Yue's heart tightened, he ...! ... saw him again ...! But... has he already forgotten her? Why doesn't he even glance at her?

Xie Junkai furrowed his brows, casting her a displeased glance. The girl in red pointed her knife at him and said arrogantly, "This matter has nothing to do with you. Those who know their place should not meddle!"

No one responded

Shuixiao leaped over to inspect, picking up the leaf by the tree roots, murmuring: "It still lacks a bit of maturity! Yet I do not know when my skills will be able to be wielded freely"

Shaolin Temple has long been accustomed to a life of simplicity and detachment from fame and fortune, unwilling to become adversaries of the imperial court. Historically, large-scale gatherings of common people without official sanction have been a serious taboo for the court, not to mention that Shaolin Temple itself has always been a hidden concern for Empress Wu Zetian

As he wished, her steps slowed down again. She turned her head, giggled charmingly, her face full of allure: "Yes, but I also want to find someone along the way! Would you be willing to accompany me to look for them?"

It is precisely this kind of gaze..." He pointed at Master Guangwu and roared, "This kind of expression... When I thrust my sword into his chest, with my face splattered with his blood, he still looked at me with that kind of satisfied expression!

Xie Junkai scoffed lightly, just as he was about to make a move, he felt a gentle tug on his garment. When he turned to look, he saw Li Yue's pair of pitch-black eyes shining with a mysterious light—she pressed her lips tightly together and slowly shook her head, causing the jade hairpin slanting in her hair to sway gently from side to side.

The flames rolled up and suddenly stopped at the place where he stood. Upon seeing this, Shui Xiao was momentarily stunned.

Shuixiao gently set down the abbot and said confidently, "I will find a way to make you willing!"

She took three steps back and coldly laughed, "Why should I go over there?"

Casually plucking a tender green leaf from the branch, I gently pinched it between my fingers, and with a flick of my hand, the leaf transformed into a beam of green light. A small tree, ten zhang away, suddenly "crack" as it broke from the trunk.

Little demoness! How could you possess such a cruel and venomous heart? He had never seen anyone like her, beautiful as a flower, yet with a heart as venomous as a snake's.

He has lost a lot of weight, and stubble has grown on his face, making him appear both haggard and disheveled, adding a sense of heavy weariness. It has not been long since the breakup, yet he seems to have transformed into a different person.

Guang Wu was momentarily taken aback, his brows slightly furrowed: "The Cold Fragrance Valley... sigh, the martial world has been peaceful for three years, yet it has once again stirred up a great uproar. Although the reputation of the Cold Fragrance Valley is not good, I believe that they are not so ruthless and devoid of humanity. The massacre of the Nangong family was perpetrated by another party."

Strolling through the lush forest, there is a unique charm to it. Shui Xiao secretly feels fortunate, grateful that he was clever enough to shake off Princess Zhao Hua before leaving today. The mere thought of that annoying princess makes his head ache.

"Ying Luo, let us return!" said the shadowy figure on the roof in a low voice

In the martial arts world, the lives of the common people are at stake. Half a month ago, the six major sects successively received a challenge letter from a mysterious gang. Initially, our temple did not think much of it upon receiving the letter of challenge. Alas, this was indeed a negligence on the part of Shaolin. Who would have thought that three days later, news would come from Yangzhou that the Nangong family was annihilated overnight

Shaolin Temple is a prominent authority in the martial arts world today, and it once assisted Li Shimin in defeating the Sui Emperor Yang Guang. How could this not make Empress Wu regard it as a significant threat! At the martial arts conference, Shaolin Temple publicly declared its intention to "eliminate evil," but who can guarantee that this is not a gathering of followers plotting rebellion?

"Péng"! ... "Péng" ... Five monks were suddenly struck down by her with great force, sent flying out, crashing to the ground, and bleeding profusely.

Xie Junkai could not help but jump up to stop her from her violent actions, but unexpectedly, his back felt numb, and Li Yue actually managed to subdue his acupoint, rendering him unable to move

Amidst the bustling discussions offstage, Master Guangwu continued, "I, along with the heads of various sects, reached a consensus yesterday, believing that the most suspicious party in the overnight destruction of the Nangong family is indeed the Jueqing Sect, which issued the challenge letter!"

The two individuals finally engaged in combat, with Shui Xiao relying solely on his bare hands to fight fiercely against the girl in red, resulting in a stalemate.

Master Guangwu has already surpassed seventy years of age this year. Regardless of how high his internal cultivation may be, it cannot withstand the decline of old age. He has not left the gates of Shaolin Temple for three years. During these three years, he has been in seclusion, dedicating himself to Zen meditation, indifferent to worldly affairs, and has entrusted all matters within the temple to his junior brother, Master Guangxiang.

One day, I will return. By then, I will level the Shaolin Temple... leaving not a trace!

Ying Luo took a deep breath and said, "I am here to help you"

Xie Yang glanced at the Abbot Guangwu, who had just caught his breath, his expression conflicted and his gaze complex: "The first time I saw him, without saying a word, just like you now, driven by that resentment and impulsiveness in my heart, I drew the Sorrowful Sword and thrust it forward..."

"Do you think I don't want to kill him? Silly girl, why are you crying?" He gently wiped away the tears rolling down her cheeks, "I arrived at Shaolin Temple half a month ago... I originally intended to kill all the monks in the temple!"

Useless, he has been struck by my unique acupoint technique, and it will be painless for two hours; there is no way to resolve it

I do not understand! Ying Luo looked bewildered, "All I know is that it was he who caused my aunt and the others to suffer greatly. If I do not kill him, my heart's hatred will not be appeased. I have sworn that in this life, I will definitely kill all the Shaolin monks to avenge my aunt!"

Master Fangzhang! The leader of the Huashan Sect, Qiu Zhirong, clasped his hands and said: "Esteemed friends of the martial world, I am unworthy to speak, but I wish to share a few heartfelt words. The eradication of evil and the safeguarding of righteousness is the principle upheld by us, the righteous knights. The actions of the Heartless Sect are so cruel that they are beyond comprehension, and the tragedy of the Nangong family is a sight that all have witnessed. In order to uphold justice, we must unite, share a common hatred for the enemy, and resolutely confront the forces of evil to the end..." In order to uphold justice, we must unite, share a common hatred for the enemy, and resolutely confront the forces of evil to the end...

Do you know that I am at Shaolin

Li Yue struggled to pursue, but only felt her limbs were weak, and her knees trembled as she knelt down.

She turned and left, her movements astonishingly swift

He forced a smile at the corner of his lips and asked, "Are you here to find me, or to kill him?"

Master Fangzhang! Master Fangzhang... How does the Master feel now?" Xie Junkai asked in a low voice

"Why aren't you speaking? Give me a reason not to kill him!" Ying Luo questioned angrily

With a flick of his long robe, he set off towards the mountain in pursuit! If he did not capture that little demoness today and teach her a good lesson, he would no longer have any place in the officialdom!

"Master Fangzhang, was it indeed the Cold Fragrance Valley that struck the fatal blow?" someone in the crowd shouted

He gazed at the abbot, who was calmly and peacefully looking back with a gentle and loving gaze.

Li Yue's face was pale, feeling dizzy and unsteady, and she stumbled into Xie Junkai's arms. The things that were once unclear gradually began to connect, piece by piece, becoming so clear and so painful!

The girl in the red dress quickly retreated, withdrawing the dagger that was poised at the abbot's neck for self-defense. A shadowy figure flashed by, scooping up Abbot Guangwu and leaping aside.

In the blink of an eye, their figures had vanished.

Master Guangwu lay at Li Yue's feet, his moans growing fainter and fainter, as she looked at the old man with a gaze full of compassion

The young novice Mingxin carefully assisted Master Guangwu towards the crowd of distinguished guests, with Guangzhi closely following behind

At a quarter past the hour of Si, over a thousand martial arts heroes surged to the summit of Shaoshi Mountain, while the Shaolin monks responsible for hospitality were busier than ever. Around noon, three eminent monks from the "Guang" generation of Shaolin Temple made their appearance and set out a vegetarian feast to entertain the guests. Some individuals of notable status stepped forward to pay their respects and greet the three high monks, engaging in pleasantries.

Regardless of whether they have received the Wulin invitation, all who have heard this news have converged on Shaoshi Mountain on this day. The abbot of Shaolin, Master Guangwu, holds great prestige in the martial arts world, and all the heroes of the realm look up to him as their leader.

Seeing her about to leave, Shui Xiao could not help but call out to her: "Miss, are you also going to participate in the Martial Arts Conference?"

It is well known that Nangong Qing is indeed the son-in-law of Master Qiu, and his daughter and son-in-law also perished in the tragic incident, making him naturally irreconcilable with the Heartless Sect

Over a thousand people crowded together, chattering in a cacophony of voices from the south and north. In the center of the venue, a large banner was hung between two big trees, inscribed with the words: Wulin Demon Extermination Conference

It turns out that the Martial Arts Conference has only reached its halfway point, and the "Four Talents of Shu" who hurriedly ascended the mountain brought astonishing news—Shui Xiao, the top expert of the imperial court and a personal guard of Empress Wu, along with Princess Zhao Hua, appeared yesterday in the town at the foot of Mount Shaoshi.

Amitabha!

The abbot has come out! Someone nearby is rejoicing

Cough... Amitabha, I, a humble monk, am deeply sinful, cough cough...

Shuixiao nodded quietly. The reason he came to Shaolin Temple this time was indeed to carry out the secret decree of Empress Wu. Regardless of how Empress Wu, who resides deep within the inner palace, came to know of these matters concerning the rivers and lakes, it is evident from this secret decree that she has developed suspicions about Shaolin Temple. Although Empress Wu's power is gradually consolidating, there are still many throughout the nation who aim to overthrow Wu Zhao and preserve the Tang dynasty's Li family lineage. The rebels who rose in revolt have been suppressed time and again, yet remnants are scattered across various regions, stirring restlessly, poised to make a comeback at any moment. Although Empress Wu's power is gradually consolidating, there are still many throughout the nation who aim to overthrow Wu Zhao and preserve the Tang dynasty's Li family lineage. The rebels who rose in revolt have been suppressed time and again, yet remnants are scattered across various regions, stirring restlessly, poised to make a comeback at any moment.

What are you doing?" Li Yue was shaken and did not know what to do. The old monk, who had always been proud and unyielding, was unexpectedly tormented to such a state. One can only imagine the extraordinary pain inflicted upon him by the girl in red.

When I met her, she was only 14 years old, still a young girl with a lingering childishness, yet she insisted on learning martial arts every day. As the foremost expert in the imperial court, he, out of consideration for the royal family's reputation, sometimes had no choice but to offer her a few pointers.

The girl in the red dress let out a sneer, placing the blade against the abbot's neck, the thin戒刀 glinting with a cold light.

In the afternoon, amidst the eager anticipation and cheers of the crowd, Abbot Guangwu, with a smile on his face, slowly walked up to the venue

Ying Luo stood up and chased after Xu Yang

Guang Wu revealed a faint smile of tranquility, his calm gaze sweeping over each person in turn

Amitabha Buddha

Light Wu! He half-squatted down, a sinister cold smile on his face, "You will descend to the Avici Hell after your death!"

Have you really forgotten everything? Just give me a straight answer: do you still intend to avenge your aunt?

Shuixiao mingled among the crowd, dressed in a coarse gray robe, with a layer of pot bottom ash smeared on his handsome face, making it appear dark and unrecognizable at first glance. He dared not get too close, fearing that someone might recognize him, especially since he had been seen just yesterday by the "Four Talents of Shu".

The crowd was in an uproar, whispering among themselves. Shui Xiao furrowed his thick brows, deep in thought, yet he could not recall any mention of a sect called the Heartless Gate in the martial world

A gentle breeze blows by, faintly carrying the sound of a scuffle.

Senior brother..." Guangzhi quickly approached the abbot and whispered in his ear, "Why did you come out, senior brother? Isn't it..."

To the east! He rushed towards the sound in the east without hesitation. The sounds of fighting grew increasingly clear, and after turning a long corridor, Shui Xiao had already seen the flickering flames dancing in the wind

He suddenly realized and shouted angrily in an instant: "Witch, how dare you use sorcery to deceive me!"

I know, she said with annoyance, I thought you were rushing up the mountain for revenge, so I hurried here without stopping. Hmph, I didn't expect... now you are blocking me instead!

The Abbot's words were like a large stone cast upon a calm surface of water. Regarding the case of the annihilation of the Nangong family, rumors have circulated in the martial world for a long time, and more than half of the people firmly believe that the mysteriously reappearing Cold Fragrance Valley is the main culprit. However, to my surprise, from the Abbot's implication today, it seems that Cold Fragrance Valley has been wrongfully accused!

At this moment, he could see nothing, his head felt as if it had been trampled by thousands of horses, and a mournful, desperate voice echoed in his ears: "How can you be so heartless? Why... he is still just a child... Isn't the Buddhist path about compassion? ... You turn a blind eye to death... What sutras are you reciting, what Buddha are you worshipping? ... You are unworthy to be disciples of the Buddhist order!" You turn a blind eye to death... What sutras are you reciting, what Buddha are you worshipping? ... You are unworthy to be disciples of the Buddhist order!

What is it

But in the end, you softened your heart, and as a result, you did nothing!" She angrily swung her fist at him, choked with emotion, "You have no conscience, you have long forgotten your aunt!"

The Abbot Guangwu endured the pain with great difficulty. At first, he was able to use his internal energy to keep himself awake, but after enduring for so long, his patience had reached its limit. His expression twisted, he convulsively extended his hand to grasp Li Yue's skirt, and in a hoarse voice said: "It was my fault! I... I still ask you... please..."

Be careful! A pair of strong arms swiftly wrapped around her slender waist, and deep eyes sparkled with an unusual light

Ying Luo! Xie Yang smiled, a smile that carried a hint of wickedness, like a demon grinning. "The monks cultivate virtue, emphasizing completeness. Tell me... can we go along with their wishes?"

He straightened up and walked past Li Yue.

He quietly concealed himself, avoiding the gaze of the Shaolin monks, and made his way towards the entrance of the Shaolin Temple. Even more astonishing was the fact that the main gate of the Shaolin Temple was wide open, with not a single monk guarding it. Shui Xiao cautiously stepped over the threshold, and the vast Shaolin Temple appeared to be like an empty temple, devoid of even a shadow of a person.