The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 488 - 487

Chapter 488: 487

It seems that the Great Zen Master is looking for his successor, and that must be the young man before us. He had Ye Tian bring back the Panchen Finger probably to convey this very message.

"I understand. Kid, come inside with me; Jenny, you stay outside. Nobody is allowed to enter."

Jenny nodded her head, but the old lady still wasn’t reassured. She took the white stick from her back and handed it to her, "When I say nobody, I mean nobody."

Facing her stern expression, Jenny took the stick, though it seemed heavy for her. Ye Tian couldn’t stand the seriousness of the situation and grinned sheepishly, "Master, let’s just talk outside in the courtyard, it’s brighter and cooler here, plus, a young man and woman enclosed in the same room... Hey, hey, don’t get physical!"

The old lady, who was about to hit Ye Tian, realized the stick wasn’t in her hand anymore and held back, "It all depends on you at the Buddha Bead Relic Conference seven days from now. You must diligently cultivate the second level of the Panchen Finger. Come with me!"

Ye Tian asked curiously, "Master, could you please tell me what’s the significance of this conference?"

Since the Great Zen Master arrived, Ye Tian had been hearing about the Buddha Bead Conference and initially thought it was just a Buddhist festival. But seeing how seriously the old lady was taking it, it seemed to be not as simple as he thought.

The magnitude of the event surely wasn’t terrifying enough to scare a few unparalleled masters, especially since they were on their own turf. If they couldn’t protect their belongings here, the strength of the incoming people was imaginable.

Seeing the bewildered look on Ye Tian’s face, the Esoteric Master realized that this young man was just an outsider. Judging by his frivolous behavior on ordinary days, he probably didn’t even understand the basic etiquette of Buddhism, let alone be expected to bear the heavy responsibility of the Esoteric Sect or even the entire temple.

"You need to be mentally prepared; the conference in seven days could be dangerous."

Ye Tian’s head shook like a rattle-drum, "Then forget it, I won’t even think about it. If there’s a risk to my life, I definitely won’t come."

Just knew you were no good, kid!

The Esoteric Master didn’t bother arguing with him, and directly twisted his ear to drag him into the room, regardless of whether he was willing or not. The door slammed shut behind them, and Jenny stood guard in the courtyard, following her master’s instructions to not let anyone disturb them.

Tossed to the side, Ye Tian rubbed his ear, gasping in pain. This old lady really was vicious; even a simple ear-twisting came with a malicious force. What did I ever do to her?

"Since you have learned the Panchen Finger, you must take responsibility. Otherwise, what gives you the right to stealthily learn our Esoteric Sect’s techniques!"

"When did I ever steal your martial arts? It was your Great Zen Master who forced me to learn it, okay?"

"I don’t care, now that you’ve learned the Panchen Finger, you’re half a disciple of our Esoteric Sect. Now, acknowledge the Grandmaster and pay respect to your Master. In seven days, you’ll participate in the relic competition with us."

Suddenly, Ye Tian saw a Bodhisattva statue with three eyes, three hands, and three feet in front of him. However, the most conspicuous part was undoubtedly the third eye on its forehead. He couldn’t help it; the influence of Erlang God from ’Journey to the West’ he watched since childhood was too profound.

After confirming that he didn’t recognize this statue, Ye Tian began to look around the room. The old granny standing by didn’t disturb him. This sort of thing was best figured out by himself, or else she’d forcefully intervene only when he really couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

From the outside, Ye Tian always thought this small house was just a place for the old granny to eat and sleep. But only after he entered did he realize it was a small Buddhist temple. The scale wasn’t large, and the decorations were simple, but its grandeur wasn’t much less than that of the big temples. The Buddhist shrine behind was enshrined with a Three-Eyed Buddha, which Ye Tian couldn’t name, probably the Grandmaster of the Esoteric Sect. Those who could be worshipped by later generations naturally had to be Buddhas, while minor gods were likely to be found in little boxes on street corners, such as the ubiquitous local earth god temples.

The shrine was offered regular fruits like bananas and apples, and the incense table held an incense burner filled with ash and three sticks of Buddha incense were smoldering, their wisps of blue smoke winding through the room.

In front of the incense table on the floor was a meditation cushion, probably for sitting in meditation. Not to mention the cushion itself, just the spot where it was placed was somewhat lower than the surrounding area. Ye Tian went over and moved the cushion aside. Sure enough, underneath was a depression, the result of long-term meditation. And the underside of the cushion was worn through, revealing the cattail juncus inside.

"The Master indeed has profound cultivation, not something us younger generations can compare to."

Seeing Ye Tian standing up, the old granny felt uneasy and asked, "What do you mean?"

Ye Tian said helplessly, "Master, it’s not that I don’t want to join your sect. It’s just that I have my own difficulties. I shoulder the hatred of the ages, the responsibility for the destruction of my sect. I can’t run away, how dare I join another sect. If my former master knew, maybe he’d even be furious enough to burst from the ground to fight me. This matter can’t be decided so rashly..."

"I’ll show you rash! I’ll show you destruction of the sect!" The old granny, hearing half of it, was sure that Ye Tian was talking nonsense. This kid couldn’t be serious; not beating him wouldn’t make him understand what pain means. "I’ll show you fighting! I’ll show you running away..."

A broom swung through the air with a whooshing sound, hitting Ye Tian repeatedly. In pain, Ye Tian grimaced and regretted not being calm and considering the long-term plan. Unable to dodge in time, his body leaned to the side, and his right index finger stretched out with inertia. A white Gang Qi shot out, Clear Wind manifesting as a tangible gas, lightning-fast toward the incoming broom, cutting it like slicing through white wax. With a snap, the broom broke, one half still in the old granny’s hand, the other falling onto the ground and clattering onto the stone slabs.

However, the broom was broken, but the Clear Wind Gang Qi did not stop for a moment. It struck straight toward the roof, where a large beam lay across, and was poked with a hole the size of a coin. Then dust flew, and the roof was pierced through!

Unfortunately, the old granny had just dodged backward and happened to stand under the punctured roof, ending up covered in dust. It wasn’t that her reactions were slow; she was just stunned by Ye Tian’s move. This person really knew Panchen Finger.

"Kid, even if I have to tie you up this time, I’ll have you under my sect!"

For the entire afternoon, Ye Tian was lectured by the old granny, first with martial arts, then with martial morals, and in the end, he obediently paid his respects and became her disciple.