Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 244 - 224 White Dragon Temple

Jian Jia is a notorious outlaw on the list, with the nine sects heavily guarded, making it impossible to enter the city, let alone fly before the imperial court. The two of them had to race around the outer city walls, from South City to North City and then to West City, arriving at White Dragon Temple by the Chou Hour (1 to 3 AM).

Fortunately, at this hour, ordinary people are still drowsy, cultivators are engaged in breathing control and Dual Cultivation, and the guards are at their most relaxed. Only a few monks were awake, chanting and doing morning lessons. Seizing the opportunity, Tie Dan entered the temple and, following his senses, managed to find him.

Monk Hu was indeed conspicuous, wearing a black robe with coiled mustaches, standing nine feet tall, with a lean and slender build, resembling an erect hemp stalk, very noticeable among the group of hunched old monks. After washing in the temple’s clear pool, he was returning alone to his courtyard, just happened to be alone.

The two exchanged glances; having cooperated many times, Tie Dan’s look was easy to understand. Jian Jia interpreted it as her cue to attack first. Though difficult in many respects, she was exceptionally swift when it came to combat, never hesitating. She drew her bow and fired a bullet, with a bang, a golden pill shot out like a shooting star striking the moon, aimed straight at the monk’s skull.

A cracking "snap!" was heard next, visibly sinking the back of the monk’s head, breaking open with blood gushing out, brain matter splattered, and he collapsed silently to the ground.

The two of them stayed silent for a moment, Jian Jia gave a look as if to ask what to do now.

Tie Dan indicated not to rush, watch him play dead.

After waiting for a while, faint voices started to emerge.

Jian Jia signaled people were coming.

Tie Dan signaled to continue.

Continue, then continue.

So Jian Jia slung her bow and switched to her sword, cast an Invisibility Technique, stealthily moving towards the monk’s corpse. From ten steps away, she suddenly gathered her inner strength, issued a soft command, and swung her sword, instantly chopping off the monk’s head.

Success!

Jian Jia was delighted, tossing the Nine-section Whip to coil and scoop up the head, holding it in her hand. As she turned to leave, she was startled to find Tie Dan silently following behind her like a shadow, almost causing her to jump.

Tie Dan merely frowned, staring at the monk’s head, unable to discern any Weakness.

By now the voices were getting closer, making it inconvenient to destroy the body. So they wrapped the head in a bundle, leaped over the wall, and left White Dragon Temple, heading straight down a small alley in front of West Yong Gate.

Suddenly, Tie Dan felt something amiss,

"Wait, there’s no blood, check it."

Hearing Tie Dan’s shout from behind, Jian Jia opened the bundle to find out.

It was just a piece of wood!

Jian Jia pried the bullet out of the wood, furrowing her brows. It definitely hit its target?

"Illusion Technique?"

"Ha, good demon monk..."

Tie Dan split the wood with a sword chop, turning it to ashes. Then he turned to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"It’s still early! If one strike doesn’t work, then strike again!"

The two hurriedly moved, like a sparrow flying, returning along the same route, climbing over walls and passing gates.

The monk, as expected, wasn’t dead; not only was his corpse nowhere to be seen, but he also miraculously reappeared in the meditation room, meditating as if nothing happened.

This time, it was Tie Dan’s turn. He didn’t hesitate, broke through the window, flew in with a sword in hand, and thrust straight at the monk’s crown!

The monk, straightforward as well, without saying a word, died upon being struck by the sword.

Tie Dan was cautious this time, twisting the sword flower with a flick of his wrist, slicing the body into countless pieces. Then he carved out a massive heart and held it to prevent resurrection through sorcery, and with a flick of the sword, he destroyed the remains.

Following that, the two of them rushed out the door, taking only a few dozen steps outside the temple when Tie Dan stopped again.

"Mad!"

Jian Jia looked towards the sound, only to see the flesh in Tie Dan’s hand had turned into a lump of sludge.

"What sorcery. Why..."

Tie Dan, with a cold expression,

"Alright, you want to play with me, then I’ll play with you!"

Tie Dan turned and left, this time without concealing himself, charging straight into the temple, knocking aside a novice monk who was carrying water before he could even see what hit him, sending him flying into a flowerbed, calling out in pain continuously.

If it hurts it’s not an Illusion...

This time, Tie Dan was cautious. He didn’t step into the monk’s room but stood outside, casting the Bifang Fan.

The fan understood without instruction, glowing and emitting dazzling effects. After a burst of radiance, it transformed into a sparrow enshrouded in Green Flame, a small bird composed of Green Evil Sword Fire.

After all, Tie Dan doesn’t have much Refining energy to forge a magic treasure at the moment, so he made do with it!

Though small, the sparrow had everything it needed! The green sparrow chirped angrily, furiously diving into the monk’s dwelling, fanning flames and setting everything ablaze! Rows of connected buildings caught fire instantly!

"Fire! Fire!"

"Put out the fire! Help!"

The monks of White Dragon Temple cried out in alarm, thrown into chaos.

Driving idlers away in panic, circled the demon monk in a ring of fire, Tie Dan stood by the door, planted the Xuanwu Sword before him, with the Heavenly Ruin Sword Evil swirling around the blade like a coiled dragon snake.

"Come out!"

"Amitabha. Benefactor, why persist in ignorance."

This time, Monk Hu couldn’t keep pretending. Stepping out and crossing the threshold, probably because the residual effects from being burned by the sword fire last time hadn’t dissipated, he was covered with Green Evil Flame Stream. The flesh on his body had been incinerated away by the vicious flame, leaving only a flaming skeleton. Strangely, the black monk robe perfectly draped over him was unscathed by the Green Evil Sword Fire!

"Face your death!"

Tie Dan executed a White Tiger Leaping Over the Stream, jumping and chopping! As he swung his sword down, it cut the monk diagonally, dividing him in two with efficiency!

And the monk was split cleanly in two, yet as the body fell to the ground, in the blink of an eye, he reformed into a humanoid shape! And reviving as a flesh and blood being! Even his coiled mustache remained intact!

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