Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1657 - 533 Wind Stealth and Hidden Fire {Middle}

Chapter 1657: Chapter 533 Wind Stealth and Hidden Fire {Middle}

"Your Highness, you are overly attached." Liu Zhenhan feigned mystery with a facade of erudition: "Even if you possess a ’Vajra Glazed Body’, what of it? As an ascetic monk, what one seeks is self-cultivation. In the vastness of Su Jia, every leaf and flower is not worth lingering upon. Why cling so intently to a mere skin bag?"

This verse of Ketu language is actually a slight modification of the Buddhist Giant chieftain’s admonition to Elder Andulan, basically close to being a word-for-word recitation; back then, Chieftain Deseli considered the love between husband and wife as a great desire—what shame is there in that? Such a frank and endearing attitude towards life left Elder Andulan speechless, unable to find words to retort.

Today, Prince Tang Zang was similarly stunned into realization, but the troublesome part was that the expression on the prince’s face became even more impassioned: "Master Richard, being able to offer such insight to a disciple means you are indeed an ascetic monk, is it not?"

"Your Highness, please don’t misunderstand!" Liu Zhenhan quietly regretted flaunting his knowledge so carelessly: "I am merely an expatriate Rudd of the Buddhist Giant race, and it so happens that the Buddhist Giants are the advocates and inventors of the ascetic monk doctrine. I have only heard a phrase or two of our clan’s Ketu language, which makes me akin to a semi-monk, selling what I know! The ’Vajra Glazed Body’ you mentioned is not an embodiment of great virtue and wisdom, but merely a special ability of the Buddhist Giant race’s protector Rudd’s ’Vajra Subduing Demons Body’!"

"Is that so?" Prince Tang Zang stared at Old Liu, his expression still moved beyond control.

"We Buddhist Giants never speak falsely." This sentence uttered by Liu Zhenhan seemed rather ironic.

"If possible, could I deeply learn the essence of Su Jia’s ultimate truth from your Buddhist Giant masters?" Prince Tang Zang’s eyes instantly burned with intensity, his gaze making Old Liu involuntarily think of living in the countryside when, during a power outage, an oil lamp was lit for light, and suddenly a fifty-watt light bulb would illuminate again.

"No problem, if time permits, I can specially host a ’Great Debate Assembly’ for you, since the magic teleportation array is already in place." Liu Zhenhan generously patted his chest. {PS: The ’Great Debate Assembly’ is a genuine Buddhist debate grand event, here referring to this meaning, without any equivocation, please do not make random associations.}

"I have time! I have time! Thank you so much for your generosity!" Prince Tang Zang was choked with emotion, tears welling up. He traveled across thousands of miles with his three apprentices, enduring hardships, all in pursuit of Su Jia’s ultimate truth!

"Helen, quick, quick, quick! Use the bone link treasure box to contact them, have them bring Katusha here, and also a few Buddhist Giants." Liu Zhenhan quickly called to the dazed little fox.

Helen was in a stupor with everyone else until Old Liu reminded her a second time, and she suddenly woke up.

"Boss, why are you bothering with these monks?" Yitiao quietly asked Old Liu: "You don’t seem to have such leisure time, do you? Also, a Great Debate Assembly? Which of these three monks is female? I can’t tell."

"The most handsome monk is King Tang Zang’s younger brother. With their help, we can crush the Lishan Gate like squashing a bug and avoid diplomatic disputes." Liu Zhenhan surreptitiously informed Yitiao with a secret transmission, leaving Yitiao utterly astonished.

This is the difference between a boss and a worker—who in the bureaucratic circuit isn’t a sly old fox?

"Your Highness, it seems we are indeed fated." After finishing his chat with Yitiao, Liu Zhenhan looked up at Prince Tang Zang and laughed heartily: "I won’t stoop to the level of these Sangri natives. With a Great Virtuous Monk like you around, destroying lives is simply desecrating your noble moral integrity!"

"Thank you for your magnanimity." Prince Tang Zang sighed quietly. The nearby Sangri natives had mostly been killed by the recent air explosion flames, with only twenty or thirty left within the shield, all appearing as if their nerves were shattered, eyes vacantly staring forward.

A parakeet flew boldly from Liu Zhenhan’s head to Xiao Kong’s, clawing a nest in that mass of messy hair and sitting down with a wriggle of its plump backside. It covered itself with wings under the long hair, as if burrowing into a cement trench, leaving only a pair of extremely sly eyes exposed.

Confronting Golden Dwarves mages feels quite helpless. No matter who you are, if you can withstand the lightning attacks of the Thunder Son, your hair will stand on end due to the intense static electricity, like it has been blow-dried straight and styled. Now all three Tang Zang monks and the Sangri natives had such hairstyles, as if each received a firecracker to the head.

"This is my pet." Liu Zhenhan embarrassedly smiled at the "thoughts in the air": "It particularly likes lush hair."

Xiao Kong clenched his fists, took a deep breath, clearly holding his breath.

Among those present, his hair was the thickest, and with an electrostatic ionic pull, it suddenly became fluffy and huge.

"Lord Richard’s magical pet is a global rarity. If it advances one more step to cultivate the ’Five Jharas Fire’, it will possess the ability to burn everything." Prince Tang Zang’s words fully demonstrated his remarkable understanding of magic, far from his seemingly gentle exterior.

Liu Zhenhan hadn’t managed to express his modesty when Xiao Kong encountered an unexpected situation.

"Senior Brother, you..." The burly, bald monk suddenly shouted, staring blankly at Xiao Kong.

Xiao Kong’s lips and nostrils slowly oozed fresh blood, which couldn’t be wiped clean, as if he had eaten too much ginseng and got inflamed.

"Lord Richard, this... this... what on earth is happening here?" Prince Tang Cang asked inexplicably while casting a prayer healing aura to help his apprentice heal.

"This..." Liu Zhenhuan was equally bewildered, didn’t he seem unharmed just moments ago? Why was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth?

Now in Liu Zhenhuan’s mind, there were actually more than one question. Just now, when he grasped onto the "upside-down flag spear," the power of flames burned his hand so painfully! Although the "Vajra Subduing Demons’ Body" has been proven very resistant to magic, just moments ago this "air of imagination" clearly swung at him several times, yet he felt nothing. It’s odd to think this monk’s Jing Gold staff isn’t as powerful as Yi Tiao’s magic!

Moreover, due to some nostalgic sentiment, he always had the deepest impression of the oriental monk wielding the staff, clearly remembering him as a sideburn-silvered, powerful giant gorilla. How did he suddenly transform into a handsome young man?

"Teacher, it’s nothing, just a minor injury." Xiao Kong wiped the bloodstain off his lips, instead comforting his teacher.

"Lord Richard, why did my apprentice suddenly become like this?" Prince Tang Cang looked at Old Liu perplexedly.

In fact, Prince Cang had been holding back this question for a while. Ever since Xiao Kong leaped from the air, he suddenly no longer looked like the wild figure he once was. Although his waist was still wrapped in tiger skin, and his hair remained tousled, his whole being seemed to have undergone a transformation—his height didn’t change, but his body, once covered in dense long hair, now revealed bronze-toned muscular skin; his contour remained but his appearance transformed into starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows, with unshaved stubble, exuding a rebellious heroic aura.

If you distinguish carefully, his new appearance somehow has a trace of Old Liu’s style.

"It’s me!" Kaka stepped forward: "It’s the ’Great Disguise Poison Gas’!"

"You made him handsome?" Liu Zhenhuan laughed and cried at the same time. This Druid brother is undoubtedly a genius yet also an undeniable fool. His transformation magic is so inventive yet chose the beauty of Demon World’s Lorra emperor penguin for transformation, this super-level warcraft has only one poison magic "Great Disguise Poison Gas"—either after the painful wash marrow and clean skin you become an ugly ghost, or you transform under extreme joy into a handsome guy.

"I think I quite like him; such a brave Druid is rarely seen." Kaka expressed appreciation with a "gorilla" sentiment: "I previously looked much like him, equally rough. I think he must be a great oriental Druid and undoubtedly at Costa’s level. Since we’re in the same trade, I felt obliged to help him!"

"Is there a way to change back?" Xiao Kong asked eagerly.

"No." Kaka’s reply was exceptionally straightforward: "If using the curved path to save the country approach, maybe there’s a possibility."

"Xiao Kong, why fret over appearances?" Prince Tang Cang lectured his apprentice in silk universal language. Xiao Kong bowed in agreement with a face full of apprehension.

Yi Tiao, listening aside, burst into laughter. How come this prince resembles a vendor selling sunflower seeds, roasting on the spot?

"Your Highness, I have yet to inquire your and your apprentice’s names?" Liu Zhenhuan suppressed a belly full of questions, attempting to get closer.

"Lord Richard, my name is ’Mysterious Strong Man’." His Highness smiled a little sheepishly, the silk language translated into Aegean language, revealing stark cultural differences: "This is my eldest apprentice, he is called ’Air of imagination’, this is my third apprentice, he is called ’Imagination of Cleanliness’...

His Highness’s handsome face darkened: "...You’ve also encountered my second apprentice ’Imagination of Capable’...

The endless sound of teleportation chimes "Tong Tong" rang, and a large group of majestic celestial giants appeared in the center of the Vajra Magic Teleportation Array after the silver light’s glorious aura faded.

Katusha, held in Wei Zhi’s arms, wriggled her nose angrily, still tussling with the magic-patterned black shell.

The reunion of family members was particularly touching, Liu Zhenhuan watched the three monks and the white horse unable to suppress emotions any longer, tears streaming down, hugging Katusha tightly in his arms, feeling quite distressed himself.

"Boss, what about this Orochi Giant Snake?" Bolangsha Fire Crane moved closer to the boss’s side: "Slaughtering it might offend these three monks, right?"

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