Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 642 - 652: Entrusting the Little Monk (20 more!)

Terrifying and violent power surged crazily toward the One-Armed Person's Golden Core, carrying with it an aura of destruction, intent on utterly annihilating the One-Armed Person's Golden Core.

The One-Armed Person was scared, truly scared. Once the Golden Core was destroyed, everything would be over. All that bullshit prestige and power would become nothing but a fleeting illusion.

"No! You won't destroy my Golden Core, don't even think about it, get away from me!"

The One-Armed Person roared in a frenzy, with terrible momentum bursting out of him like a violent storm, aiming to pulverize Ye Ling completely in front of himself.

However, the outcome left the One-Armed Person in horror and dread, even trembling with fear. He felt his Golden Core being drawn by a terrifying force, wildly attracted.

Boom!

A horrendous aura burst forth from Ye Ling's body, enveloping the One-Armed Person. The force unleashed by Ye Ling directly shattered the One-Armed Person's Golden Core.

The horrific force, scattered from within the Golden Core, violently struck the One-Armed Person's limbs and bones. But before the power of the Golden Core could react, an even more dominant and overbearing force completely devoured it.

The Nine Nether Emperor Technique, Ye Ling's Nine Nether Emperor Technique, directly devoured the One-Armed Person's Golden Core Cultivation, converting it into his own Spiritual Power, swirling within him.

With a thud, the One-Armed Person collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball, his life force slowly fading away within him, replaced by a thick aura of death shrouding him.

It was over. The One-Armed Person was finished. With the Golden Core broken, his terrifying Cultivation was lost, and he became just a normal person. His vitality also began to decline steadily.

"Who on earth are you! It's impossible, you can't be a nobody, who are you!"

The One-Armed Person sat on the ground, roaring unwillingly, grinding his teeth in anger, but he had not even a trace of strength left. He even felt that he can't pick up his broken Dongyang Knife anymore.

Ye Ling gave a faint smile, "Orochi was slain by me, who do you think I am? Ye Ling!"

Orochi!

Boom! The One-Armed Person's head reeled with the shock. The powerful Divine Beast of his Island Nation had come to Huaxia only to be killed, and the one who killed it was a dreadful powerhouse named Ye Ling.

Standing around, Shi Wujian suddenly froze. Wasn't Ye Ling the one who wielded the Grandmaster's Seal, the one who sent shivers down the spines of Western warriors, the one who wreaked havoc in the church, indirectly leading to the Dark Council's destruction at his hands?

He is Ye Ling, he is actually Ye Ling?!

"The land of Huaxia will not tolerate any foreign race's trampling. Anyone who dares to strut around in Divine Land, kill!"

Ye Ling turned, his gaze sweeping over everyone. The tourists, one by one, felt an unprecedented exhilaration, raising their arms and shouting: Huaxia is invincible, Huaxia is mighty!

Since the days of the Han Dynasty thousands of years ago, with arms raised high in proclamation that all who offend the mighty Han shall be pursued and punished no matter how far, the vast land of Divine Land stood at the pinnacle of the world for thousands of years.

All kingdoms came to pay homage, foreign nations were in awe, where the iron cavalry went, smoke of war rose, and none dared not submit!

But a disaster a century ago plunged Huaxia into dire straits, yet now, within just a few decades, Huaxia has awakened once again!

This time, Huaxia has returned to the summit of the world, making countless great nations tremble and in every field, Huaxia undoubtedly stands unrivaled!

And now, the people of Huaxia, the nation of Huaxia, had begun to draw the attention and respect of powerful foreign countries, out of awe for its resounding national strength, forcing them to bow their heads!

At this moment, today's Huaxia has the right to declare once more, those who offend the divine might of Huaxia, shall be put to death!!!

The one-armed person left, walking away desolate and dispirited. He was utterly defeated. No one dared stand up for him, not even those terrifyingly powerful individuals who were worshipped as deities in the Island Nation.

No one would challenge the might of Huaxia for his Cultivation, to fight to the death with someone who had slain the Orochi.

On a small path behind Shaoshi Mountain, Ye Ling, Shi Wujian, and a young monk walked together, admiring the wild grasses around them, marveling at the miraculous charm of nature.

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"I had no idea Master Ye had arrived. Such an oversight, truly regrettable. I should have led all the disciples from Shaoshi Mountain to greet you, yet it was Master Ye who took action and averted a disaster for our mountain."

Shi Wujian gave a wry smile. Why didn't he act? Because he knew all too well that he was no match for the one-armed person.

"Twenty years ago, when the land of Huaxia was still mired in chaos, I, young and brash, traveled the world, lending a hand wherever I saw injustice."

"The Buddha once pointed to the land and said, 'Meat and wine pass through the intestines, but the Buddha stays in my heart. What is Buddha, and what is goodness?'"

"To vanquish evil is to do good. Ji Gong, the living Buddha, ate dog meat and drank fine wine, yet he ascended to the Western Heaven's bliss and became a Buddha, a Founder. Today's 'Three Restrictions and Five Precepts' are just one discipline in the end."

"They are Binding for those who lack self-restraint. But for Ji Gong, the living Buddha, those precepts were nothing but hollow words."

"To eliminate evil is also to do good, yet I had forgotten that to incur karma is to owe a lifetime's debt."

"So he came. I cut off one of his arms, so he came to settle the karma with me. But I have no regrets, for at that time, I saved the lives of thirteen people!"

"The importance of these thirteen lives far outweighs that of a great monk like me. Without me, Shaoshi Mountain would merely lose an old monk who abstains from meat and chants Buddha's name."

"But these thirteen people represent thirteen families. Should any one of them have died, their family would be shattered."

Shi Wujian said with a faint smile, then sighed, "This child has no name. He is an orphan I found, but despite his intelligence, he does not belong in the fold of Buddha."

"His murderous aura is too heavy. At the slightest provocation, he could erupt, which is why I kept him behind the mountain, under close watch, fearing even the slightest anger in him."

"I think he's not suited for life in Shaoshi Mountain anymore. I hope Master Ye can take this simple child with you. By following you and receiving your teachings, perhaps he can achieve something great."

The young monk immediately became anxious upon hearing this, and just as he was about to speak, Shi Wujian raised his hand to stop him.

"Master, following me, you may end up with your hands drenched in blood. My path is one of slaughtering all beings!"

Ye Ling said with a slight smile. He was right; he still intended to ascend to the Immortal Realm, and he felt that this journey would surely not be smooth sailing but filled with endless hardships.

Shi Wujian shook his head, "He has no fate with Buddha. Perhaps he has a destiny with demons. Regardless, his involvement with bloodshed or the slaughter of the masses, that is his fate."

"I only hope he can make a name for himself. Whether for good or for evil, he should stand tall and proud as a man!"

Shi Wujian gave a slight smile. The young monk beside him looked up, trying hard not to let his tears fall, but he couldn't help it and sobbed quietly.

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ps: Chapter 20 now!

Continuation, there's still more!!!