The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 537 - 536

Chapter 537: 536

Seeing him, Ye Tian felt a mix of joy and concern, and was also filled with contradictions. It was one thing that the assassination attempt had failed, but not obtaining the Ice Worm was another matter altogether; he wasn’t even sure if this man still possessed the Ice Worm. If he did, perhaps it was best to seize it now.

Always adept at strategizing, Ye Tian uncharacteristically did not leave but instead turned back around.

The Great Zen Master smirked, "What cunning plan is the shameless one concocting now?"

"Hello, State Preceptor."

Seeing the person who bowed to greet him, Shangjia Moti felt not a bit of intention to return the greeting, and snorted coldly, "I haven’t yet asked for this gentleman’s name."

"I am Ye Tian, just an ordinary Buddhist. Hehe, State Preceptor, I cannot compare to you. You are magnanimous. If I have offended you in the past, I ask for your forgiveness."

It was a forgiveness that wouldn’t be seen.

"At that time, you attacked to kill without any such words; why bother putting on an act here today?"

Ye Tian inwardly complained, when had he ever said he wanted to kill Shangjia Moti? It was him who had abandoned a corpse and fled; Ye Tian had done nothing.

"State Preceptor, I think there were some misunderstandings in the incident that day. How about we sit down and talk it over? You’ve forgotten, last time we even watched the sunrise together and talked about life. At that time, there were also two Bodhisattvas sitting beside us..."

Seeing that the State Preceptor with his eyes closed didn’t respond at all and stopped speaking midway, Ye Tian could no longer continue.

Outside, the Great Zen Master cursed inwardly at Ye Tian, "Idiot!"

State Preceptor slowly opened his eyes, looking at Ye Tian, he asked, "Do you want the Ice Worm?"

Ye Tian nodded, then shook his head, "No."

"Haha, whether you want it or not, the Ice Worm is in my hands today. If you want it, just come and take it. If you don’t want to suffer the torment of being devoured by the Ice Worm, it’s better to end your life here, saving me the trouble of doing it myself."

This was said fiercely, with a bit of arrogance. Ye Tian frowned. Witchcraft Magicians were known to be eccentric, and seeing one today confirmed they weren’t quite right—clearly deranged. They seemed too ready to kill, as if Ye Tian had provoked him greatly.

"State Preceptor, it was merely a misunderstanding, why must you make this a matter of life and death? How about..."

Before he could finish his sentence, from the haunting dark mist on the ground suddenly surged a dense mass of insects of various colors and shapes, inexplicably burrowing out from the ground, their rustling noise incessantly chilling to the listeners.

Damn shameless! Ye Tian suddenly understood why the State Preceptor was silent with his eyes closed earlier; he was summoning the insects amidst the lingering ghost qi. This keen-eyed calculation truly wasn’t for nothing; perhaps this guy had been scheming from the start.

With Shangjia Moti at the center, the insects formed a large circle, a massive black mass. Despite their numbers, they were orderly, not a single insect moved, like a well-commanded army awaiting orders. Seeing these insects, Ye Tian didn’t pay much attention, recalling a similar incident in the slums. However, when the warm energy within him radiated out, these insects retreated.

Insects of Gu belong to yin poison and naturally fear the sensation of warmth. However, when the warmth spread from Ye Tian’s chest throughout his body, instead of retreating immediately, the insects, as if agitated, began to grow restless and seemed on the verge of attacking; Ye Tian could even hear the sounds of their frenzied preparation.

State Preceptor’s lips curled into a cold smirk, of course, he knew what was happening. The power of the Bodhi seeds was unquestionable; it had blocked this young man’s mysterious energy.

"Young man, you destroyed one of my Corpse Refinings, today I will take your life in recompense!"

Shangjia Moti’s lips moved slightly, uttering a few words in a language that Ye Tian didn’t understand. Although he couldn’t understand the words, the intent was clear enough, witnessing how the insects swarmed from the ground.

Relatively speaking, this swarm of insects emerging from the ground was weaker than the Vengeful Ghost White Bone Yin Qi that had previously surfaced; however, this didn’t hinder their lethal power in the slightest—these weren’t ordinary insects but Gu insects personally trained by Shangjia Moti, especially after being nurtured with Bodhi seeds, their toxicity had risen more than a notch. The Gu poison is yin, while the Bodhi seeds are yang; initially, it was feared that the interaction would lead to mutual destruction, but the results had exceeded Shangjia Moti’s expectations, as the yin and yang had not only not repelled each other but had perfectly merged, bringing Shangjia Moti immense excitement.

Now, it seemed that those few Bodhi seeds indeed had significant uses.

As the dense swarm of insects surged forward, Ye Tian glanced ahead; there was a distance of five hundred paces between them, but the insects advanced swiftly. In less than a minute, the insects had already advanced halfway, truly with the momentum of heavy-armored troops leveling the field, despite being merely ground insects.

Outside, the Great Zen Master furrowed his brows. Although he was shocked inwardly, his expression remained very calm. He naturally knew of Shangjia Moti’s existence. He had participated in the war that expelled the plague decades ago when such powerful witchcraft wasn’t around. At that time, some analyzed that Thailand’s Witchcraft Technique was nothing extraordinary, thus the elimination wasn’t thorough. However, among the elders then, several took this seriously, including a few talented young witches, among them Shangjia Moti. When they focused on eradication, while five targets were pursued, only two were eliminated, one mutilated himself by gouging out his eyes and cutting off a leg. The conflict between sects was also a conflict within worldly society. This magician understood clearly and distinctly that although talented, if captured by the opposition, unlike others who would be sent back to their country, he would instead be decisively eradicated due to being a significant threat. Indeed, seeing his plight, the Great Zen Master and others abandoned the notion of taking his life; instead, of the remaining two, one was killed for fierce resistance, and the other disappeared without a trace. As he went into solitary cultivation, and with the government relaxing its search as the plague receded, it was better, after all, to prevent meddlesome people from leaking this matter, avoiding international repercussions.

And now, this one that had slipped through the net was right in front of him.