Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 169 - 153: The Monk Who Practices Both Buddha Martial Arts and the Mysterious Yin and Yang Ring!_5

Chapter 169: Chapter 153: The Monk Who Practices Both Buddha Martial Arts and the Mysterious Yin and Yang Ring!_5

"What a stubborn monk!"

Li Ping’an could do nothing but shake his head in speechless dismay, having no way to deal with his obstinate elder brother!

Although Mahaparinirvana, the Monk Who Broke Precepts, said this aloud, he did not dare to take Xie Wenren lightly in his heart. He might act rashly, but like Zhang Fei, he had a fine mind beneath his rough exterior. According to him, he wouldn’t have lived until today without a brain!

"Younger brother, throw the Water-Polished Zen Staff to me!"

"Alright!"

Li Ping’an went over to where Mahaparinirvana, the Monk Who Broke Precepts, was eating, picked up his Zen Staff, and tossed it over to him with ease.

"Catch!"

As Mahaparinirvana, the Monk Who Broke Precepts, was about to catch it, the eighty-pound Water-Polished Zen Staff suddenly flew out of control towards another direction.

"Hm?"

Li Ping’an, Mahaparinirvana, the Monk Who Broke Precepts, and the others watched as the eighty-pound Water-Polished Zen Staff, as if possessed, flew towards Xie Wenren. As it neared Xie Wenren, it landed smoothly on the ground. This time, the enigmatic Xie Wenren performed an odd motion without concealing it—he took off the ring he was wearing, the hollow of the ring perfectly aligned with Mahaparinirvana.

"Damn it! I don’t believe in curses! Good brother, Buddhist Blade!"

Fearing that Xie Wenren would play tricks again, Mahaparinirvana rushed forward to catch the weapon. But the Buddhist Blade, which had barely reached his hands and was not yet secure, mysteriously flew towards Xie Wenren and eventually hovered in front of his ring.

"Thief monk, run out of tricks?"

Xie Wenren flicked the hovering Buddhist Blade, and it spun toward the wall, finally embedding deeply into it.

Once again, Mahaparinirvana’s defenses were broken, and he felt utterly disgraced. But instead of losing his temper, he stepped forward, furiously pointing at Xie Wenren:

"Demon Daoist! What kind of sorcery are you using? If you don’t confess, I shall reveal my Buddha Martial Arts and vanquish the demon!"

"Sorcery? Ha ha ha ha! Well, since you’re all out of tricks, and I’m ready to finish you with one move, I might as well tell you!"

Xie Wenren now believed he had the support of the Formation, protection from his Life-bound Magic Treasure, and weapon in hand—holding a tremendous advantage with the outcome of victory or defeat, life or death, resting on his final strike. Therefore, he let down his guard and calmly explained to Mahaparinirvana:

"Ignorant monk, you really lack experience. Our Flame Cloud Sect is located in the hottest part of the Southern Continent. Our sect excels in Fire Element Techniques and Artifact Refining Techniques, possessing powerful Formations and cultivation resources. I may not be skilled in offensive measures, but I excel in protective measures, ranking among the top three in the Flame Cloud Sect!"

"Since I joined the Flame Cloud Sect, I have crafted a Life-Bound Treasure from the age of twelve: the Yinrang Ring. You must have seen how powerful this Yinrang Ring is. So if you want to kill me, you must first break my Yinrang Ring. But do you think I’ll let you touch it? Hmm?"

"So that’s it, the problem lies there. Who would’ve thought Artifact Refining Technique could have such an effect, equivalent to a Realm on its own. Impressive, indeed. However, this exchange has been beneficial too. Should I encounter someone from the Flame Cloud Sect in the future, I will have a way to respond and counter!"

Both Mahaparinirvana and Li Ping’an immediately understood, but Mahaparinirvana simply took note without thinking too much, while Li Ping’an had other sneaky ideas in mind.

"Thief monk, before you die, answer me a question!"

"Demon Daoist, since you answered my question, I shall answer one of yours as well, it’s only fair!"

"Good! How refreshing!"

Xie Wenren suddenly thought of the chopstick lodged in Young Master Cen’s kneecap and, narrowing his eyes, he demanded:

"Who was the person that secretly helped you and attacked Young Master Cen when you injured him?"

This question made Li Ping’an’s heart leap into his throat. If Mahaparinirvana were to reveal his name right now, it would be tantamount to offending both the secular power of Minister of the Household Cen Wenjin and the Flame Cloud Sect. There would be no staying in Chang’an for him, and he might even be hunted down!

But how could Mahaparinirvana be anything but loyal and righteous? After glancing at the nervous Li Ping’an, he replied loudly:

"Are you deaf or are the scoundrels who told you blind? It was only I who injured Cen Fuda, when has there been another? One man’s actions, one man’s responsibility, your confused accusation should only be directed at me alone!"

Xie Wenren had planned to find out the identity of the expert from Mahaparinirvana’s lips, hoping to gain merit in front of Minister Cen Changjin. As for how to deal with that expert, that would be up to the Sect Leader and Cen Wenjin. But now the monk was being stubborn to the core.

"Alright! Thief monk, now you can go die!"

Xie Wenren tore off a piece of blood-soaked cloth and threw it into the flames at his feet. The cloth steeped in Xie Wenren’s essence blood made the flames burn even more fiercely. He immediately engaged Mahaparinirvana in combat once again, fighting with lethal intent, sparing no quarter. The battle quickly turned fierce and blurred into chaos.