Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 513: Arrow God Officer! Demon Monk Plagued by Misfortune! Bold Fiend! Black-Robed Elder Monk!

Chapter 513: Arrow God Officer! Demon Monk Plagued by Misfortune! Bold Fiend! Black-Robed Elder Monk!

Li Yanchu took out the Eight Trigrams Mirror and directed it straight at Fa Neng.

Boom!

A beam of white light appeared, enveloping the entire Fa Neng.

At the same time, the mirror seemed to respond intuitively. It instantly expanded from a palm-sized mirror into a one-meter-tall mirror, floating silently in the air.

At this time, everyone’s eyes were glued to the Eight Trigrams Mirror.

When they saw the straight line cutting through Fa Neng’s dense black aura and blood energy, they all drew a sharp breath, looking at the innkeeper.

“It really worked!” Cuihua exclaimed in surprise.

No wonder this woman beat me up the moment we met; she’s a hidden powerhouse!

Watching this, Liu Jun was extremely excited. Li Yanchu then directed the Eight Trigrams Mirror at her, and the line above Liu Jun’s head had indeed vanished completely. An extremely strange and nearly unsolvable problem had, in the Taiping Inn, been effortlessly resolved.

For Lady Yun and Cuihua, it didn’t have much of an impact, but for Xiao Ran, it was utterly shocking.

Her breathing became a little rapid, and she exclaimed, “There are hidden talents everywhere!!!”

She had originally intended to win over Li Yanchu, but she hadn’t expected that the women around Daoist Master Li were all so extraordinary. So extraordinary that Xiao Ran didn’t feel jealousy at all; instead, she also wanted to win over the innkeeper now.

Because once she did, it meant that if she ever encountered a situation like this in the future, the innkeeper would come to her rescue as well.

This was practically a divine technique!!

“Amazing!” Li Yanchu gave a thumbs-up to the innkeeper.

The others also expressed their admiration for her, she’s truly incredible. Especially Liu Jun, who was so excited she nearly cried.

Everyone seemed to ignore the demon whose chest had a few broken ribs from the innkeeper’s kick.

“What exactly have you done to me?!!!” Fa Neng shouted in rage and frustration.

He had always been the one killing and harming others, cruel in nature, but today, facing this group of young men and women, he felt uneasy. He didn’t understand what was happening or why they were so happy, but he knew something terrifying had definitely occurred to him!

Fa Neng struggled to rise, wobbling as he stood, glaring at them with fury. But everyone was lost in their own joy and didn’t pay him any attention.

He couldn’t help but take a step back, trying to escape this cursed place, yet fate played a cruel trick: he slipped on the blood he had just spit out, and fell heavily backward.

Bang!

Given his cultivation level, this should never have happened.

He not only practiced demonic arts but also had trained his body to endure, enough to be considered a third-tier martial artist in the jianghu. Demonic arts placed immense strain on the body, so skipping physical training was impossible.

And yet, at this moment, as fate would have it, the back of his head struck the leg of a table.

Bang!

At this moment, all of Fa Neng’s magical power had been sealed by Li Yanchu, making him no different from an ordinary person, perhaps just a bit stronger.

The back of his head had slammed hard against the table leg, nearly knocking him out...

Fa Neng struggled to rise, glaring furiously at these people, especially at the young Daoist who had captured him and the mature, beautiful woman.

“You... you people...”

Before he could finish, in a fit of anger he accidentally bit his own tongue. For an ordinary person, biting their tongue just causes a little pain, but for him, it was nearly unbearable. This bite almost severed his tongue.

Spurt!

A jet of blood shot out, and Fa Neng clutched his mouth in agony. Bending over, a broken rib suddenly stabbed into his internal organs, and the next moment, blood began gurgling from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

“What kind of sorcery have you done to me?!” Fa Neng shouted in anguish.

This cruel demonic monk, who normally delighted in killing others, now looked utterly helpless.

“It really works!” Everyone else shared a knowing smile.

“Go on, leave now, you can consider our little jokes forgiven,” Li Yanchu said suddenly.

He figured this guy probably wouldn’t last much longer.

Fa Neng stared at him in shock, eyes narrowing. He wondered if Li Yanchu really intended to let him go, or was just teasing him.

Driven by his survival instinct, the demonic monk quickly tried to retreat, but at the doorway, he tripped again, falling hard.

Bang!

His forehead struck the ground, blood gushing, and his tongue was nearly bitten through again!

Furious, he drew the skinning knife from his waist, which hadn’t been removed from him. He swung it wildly behind him to guard against an ambush.

“He’s stubborn as hell!” Li Yanchu muttered.

Even after being so severely injured, he still had the strength to swing a blade. This guy was swinging his knife while blood gurgled from his mouth, a result of the earlier fall that had injured his internal organs.

“This demonic monk has taken countless lives and is a notorious fugitive in the Kingdom of Qian. Why are you letting him go?” Xiao Ran asked, puzzled.

Li Yanchu hadn’t answered yet.

Suddenly, a cold shout came from the street. “Who’s there?!”

It was a night patrol officer. They were ordinary people, with no martial cultivation, but skilled with swords and archery.

Normally, Fa Neng wouldn’t even glance at such people, he would kill them on sight. But now, his tongue was nearly severed, he couldn’t speak, and his hair was disheveled. He swung the skinning knife in his hand wildly, looking terrifying as he let out a roar at the ordinary officers.

“Stop!” a young officer shouted nervously.

It was his first night patrol, filling in for his older brother, and he hadn’t expected to encounter such a fearsome killer.

“Damn it!” Fa Neng roared in his heart. To others, it sounded like an actual scream.

An ordinary officer dares to boss me around!

Unable to control his rage, he staggered forward, swinging his knife at the young officer.

The officer panicked; recently, too many strange people had appeared in Wei City, making patrols far more dangerous. The precinct had instructed that any suspicious persons could be shot on sight.

The young officer drew his bow, and swish, an ordinary feathered arrow pierced straight through Fa Neng’s chest! The arrow went clean through him.

The officer froze for a moment and thought, when did my archery get this good?!

Fa Neng’s life force faded rapidly, but he roared again, preparing to hurl the skinning knife to kill the annoying young officer. Seeing this, the officer’s pupils shrank, a chill rising in his heart.

Suddenly, a young Daoist appeared. “Where did this demonic monk come from? How dare you wreak havoc in Wei City?!”

Bang! 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

A palm slammed heavily onto the back of Fa Neng’s head, and Fa Neng’s eyes widened as he died instantly.

Demonic monk... don’t you understand yet?

Just like that, Fa Neng died!

***

In the Beifeng Prefecture city, an old monk in black sat in a meditation room, immersed in Zen meditation[1].

A fierce deity sat cross-legged opposite him, strange and imposing, seemingly cultivating an extremely powerful dark technique.

Suddenly, the monk opened his eyes, slightly surprised.

“Fa Neng is dead? Who killed him?!” His expression darkened.

In his hand was a spectral soul, the face unmistakably Fa Neng’s.

He used his divine arts to probe the heavenly patterns and said, “Celestial patterns are obscure... someone is blocking the divine will.”

Still, the black-robed monk obtained a vague piece of information: Wei City!

His eyes blazed with divine light, and he swallowed Fa Neng’s soul in one gulp. “Don’t worry, my disciple. I will avenge you!”

Thump, thump, thump!

There was a knock at the door, and a fair-skinned, delicate-looking young servant pushed it open.

“Master, the head of the family sent me to serve you, Elder.”

The black-robed monk glanced at the young servant, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes.

“What a young body...”

The servant froze for a moment, and then a scream rang out in the room, followed by a strong metallic stench of blood and the horrifying sound of something being gnawed on.

1. Zen meditation, is a core Buddhist practice focusing on present-moment awareness through posture, breath, and mind, aiming for mental clarity and calm by observing thoughts without attachment. It involves sitting upright, focusing on nasal breathing, keeping eyes gently lowered, and using a specific hand gesture (cosmic mudra), allowing thoughts to arise and pass without judgment to achieve deep stillness and insight. ☜