Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 595 - 378: Murderous Intent Reemerges! As long as I wish to leave, the path lies beneath my feet, Shen Hong!

"Heh!"

"Ha!"

Boom! Boom!

Above the vast plains, five hundred bronze-skinned, robust men were paired off, engaging in close combat, knuckles meeting flesh; among them, two exceptionally strong men were entangled in a clinch, giving the scene a rather 'fiery' appearance.

Yi Chen's mouth twitched slightly, but ultimately he restrained himself.

This was not something he had taught.

Weaving through the crowd, his left hand continued to twirl the Demon's Relic, while his right hand held a bamboo pole, occasionally correcting the warriors beneath him.

It had been over a month since Yi Chen took over this group of elite soldiers.

Out of ten thousand soldiers, he had selected the best to form a group of five hundred.

To train ten thousand people at once, did they really think he, Yi Taoist, was a beast of burden?

Yi Chen was well aware of Ying Si's schemes but had his own ways of dealing with them.

That was to form five hundred teams of twenty each, and after a week of communal dining, he personally chose five hundred team leaders to provide focused guidance, then let members within each team verify each other's skills and carry out eliminations from the lowest-ranked.

If the group as a whole underperformed, eliminate; if a team leader was beaten by another group member, eliminate.

For those who failed and sought to turn things around, it was simple; he had specially constructed a martial arts hall filled with Liuying Jade, all personally recorded by Yi Taoist, go take an online class.

With various measures in place, the truly talented naturally emerged as standouts, and after several rounds of selections, the five hundred-strong group had gradually stabilized with virtually no significant changes.

In half a year's time, these five hundred would become seeds, to be planted by Ying Si in many more places as instructors, spreading the Dominant Fist of Heaven and Earth far and wide.

In the great population of Great Qin, martial arts geniuses would undoubtedly stand out, which was also why Yi Chen was willing to help Ying Si train the soldiers—a small spark can start a great fire, helping him was helping himself.

Walking among the formations, Yi Chen's gold-colored iron balls suddenly paused in his hands as he strolled,

He looked up at the blazing sun and his face unconsciously broke into a pleased smile.

He had done it.

Just now, with the emergence of a stream of information, he had cleared the final hurdle to ascend to the twentieth level of True Technique.

The breakthrough would happen today.

Looking around, Yi Chen's mouth spread into a grin, revealing two rows of stark white teeth:

"Alright, let's call it a day. Those who are injured, go see a medic for treatment, don't leave any hidden injuries."

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"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Xiao Bai? If any of you can beat Xiao Bai, I can make an exception and take you as my disciples."

Xiao Bai naturally referred to Bai Shishi. There is a Bole for every swift steed; Bai Shishi, although a swift steed, had been underfed and overworked, thus her beauty remained hidden. Now, with Yi Chen's guidance, her cultivation was making rapid progress.

The five hundred soldiers, pausing their practice at his words, cast their eyes with fervor towards the sword-hugging young girl behind Yi Chen, and at once, a look of clarity shone in their eyes.

Some unfortunate soul had been stabbed over twenty times by Bai Shishi, and was later deemed by the medics to have suffered only minor injuries that would heal within half a month.

Regrettably, while physical wounds are easily healed, emotional scars are much harder to mend; that unfortunate soul, heartbroken, found his cultivation halted forevermore, dropping out of the five hundred-strong team for good.

Since then, Bai Shishi's reputation was established, and no one dared take her lightly again.

"Farewell, Great Commander!"

Accompanied by the salutes of the sturdy men, Yi Chen vanished on the spot.

Concealing his presence, the white clouds at his side racing backward, after two hours of swift movement, Yi Chen finally stopped in front of Bear Cave on a secluded green mountain.

It was a place seldom tread by others, with clear mountains and fresh waters, an ideal location for his breakthrough.

"Bear boy, your purity is too low."

With a swift hand chop, Yi Chen pushed the bear aside and immediately sat down cross-legged.

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Central Continent · Mount Daguangming.

A white-robed monk carrying along Great Weide Heavenly Dragon Temple's Hong Ming effortlessly descended before the mountain, ascending step by step.

The golden bitter lotuses on the white-robed monk's chest shimmered brilliantly under the sunlight.

As the monk walked, his steps miraculously blossomed with lotuses, lingering for a long time without dissipating.

Observing this spectacle, Hong Ming behind him couldn't hide his shock, promptly lowering his head deeply in reverence.

Despite the steady pace, the white-robed monk moved swiftly, soon reaching the mid-mountain area.

All at once, a gigantic bell hanging from the mountain wall began to ring on its own.

The sound was resonant, purifying the soul, invigorating the spirit of those who heard it.

The white-robed monk turned toward the bell with a smile, then continued forward.

With the grand bell echoing his solemn steps, the two monks soon entered the venerable Buddha Hall, where the Mount Daguangming Buddhas meditated.

Xuan Ku slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly, "So it's Kutuo Temple's Medicine Buddha who graces us with his presence. Honored Buddha, what urgent matter brings you through wind and snow to seek audience?"

The white-robed monk clasped his hands together and bowed, "Medicine Buddha of Kutuo Temple pays respect to the Buddha Head. I come today to discuss two matters with the Buddha Head."

"Speak freely, Medicine Buddha," Xuan Ku, his expression as still as an ancient well, said while rotating his rosary beads.

"Respected Buddha Head, have you heard about the ruin of Great Weide Heavenly Dragon Temple? Yi Chengzi destroyed Buddhist images and slandered monks, creating a deep schism with our Buddhist community. If left unattended, he will one day become a scourge within our midst."

"This man seeks vengeance for the smallest grievances, is highly talented, and improves rapidly in cultivation. If he manages to break through his current limits one day, the price we would have to pay to deal with him is unimaginable."

"Medicine Buddha, what plans does Jia Nan have in mind? Please, speak plainly," prompted Xuan Ku, beads in hand, unfazed.