The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 543 - 542

Chapter 543: 542

A monstrous Purple Scorpion, several dozen feet tall, danced its twin pincers in the air, projecting an untouchable demeanor. In stark contrast was the sight on the ground; a little monk, clutching a fifty-pound Golden Lacquer Zen Staff, was scampering along. The boy’s complexion was ashen; his running legs trembled slightly, a clear sign of terror. Despite this, what seemed odd was that not a single scorpion was seen emerging from the ground as he made his way; only crushed remains of Gu insects lay all around, yet not a speck of dust was stirred to sully the little monk from the secular world. Upon reaching Ye Tian, he handed over the Zen Staff, saying, "This is what my master tasked me to deliver to you."

Ye Tian was taken aback before accepting the Zen Staff, placing his palms together, "Little master, your unfathomable prowess is truly akin to the living Buddha."

The little monk was unappreciative, giving him a disdainful glance before turning to head back the way he came. Being a monk, the notion of filth induced profound fear within him. If it weren’t for his damnable mentor forcefully throwing him into this, he would have never stopped for a second time.

He wished to leave, but someone else intended to keep him there.

Shangjia Moti, upon seeing the fleeing little monk, a flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes. A string of Spells uttered from his lips, and in response, the ground bulged, forming numerous mounds of dirt arcing into a circle with the little monk, who suddenly came to a halt, at the center.

"Master! Master!"

In his panic, the little monk could only cry out for his master, with no thought of a practical solution. In his urgency, he attempted to use the Zen Staff to smash the insects, only to realize after lifting his arms that the Zen Staff was already in someone else’s hands. In desperation, the little monk threatened the scorpion by making a fist, as if ready to punch. Ironically, he was chanting "Amitabha, the mountain is good, indeed."

Seeing the dire situation, Ye Tian abandoned his own frenzied sprint to reach the little monk. At the same time, he couldn’t help but wonder whether this boy had come to assist or to make matters worse, for the monk didn’t seem so timid back on the stage.

Having a weapon in hand certainly brings some confidence. Ye Tian swung the Zen Staff down, creating waves and ripples within a ten-meter radius. The ground several feet below was turned upside down, leaving a thick layer of Gu insect corpses surrounding them. Seeing such a multitude of insect carcasses, the little monk nodded with lowered brows, murmuring "My fault, my fault." Then, realizing he himself hadn’t killed them, the sense of guilt in his heart lessened considerably. He turned to pray for blessings for Ye Tian beside him, whispering about the great cycle of the cosmos and all the Bodhisattvas, but seeing Ye Tian’s utter disregard for his words, the poor little monk fell silent.

All I wanted was for you to help me get out of here. Why can’t you understand that?

"Little monk, I’ll take you out in a moment."

The little monk’s spirit lifted, "That would be most excellent!"

"But first, you need to help me with something."

Startled, "What do you need help with?"

Ye Tian handed the Zen Staff back. Seeing the little monk still in a daze, he firmly placed it in his embrace, and only then did the monk hug it with both hands, "This was given by my master for you, why are you giving it back to me? He’ll scold me..."

"I have some things to do shortly, but these annoying insects will distract me. So you have to protect me. Do you understand?"

The little monk shook his head, his bald head very shiny. Ye Tian suppressed the anger in his heart, "Just squash all those bugs for me, it doesn’t matter if they bite you, but they can’t bite me. Do you understand now?"

"Such sinfulness, such sinfulness, Benefactor, why is your killing intent so great?"

Ye Tian couldn’t be bothered with further arguing. He intended to throw the little monk out, but the little monk nodded hurriedly, "The little monk will do it, I’ll do it!"

"Useless blockhead that can’t be carved!"

Ye Tian put down the little monk he was still holding and scolded unhappily, then closed his eyes and spoke softly, "Within a ten-meter radius, if any object dares intrude, just smash it to death. Buddha is kind by nature, these are all vile creatures. Killing them is not a sin you commit, but rather a virtue you accumulate. Just do it, don’t fuss over the trivial formalities."

The little monk clutched the Zen Stick in his hands nervously. For him, Ye Tian’s words entered one ear and left the other without leaving a trace in his mind.

Ye Tian opened one eye and glanced at him, saying nothing more. A fool has his own foolish luck; let him be. Moreover, Ye Tian didn’t believe his own nonsense; how could he expect others to believe it?

Holding his breath and concentrating, a three-hundred-step distance.

Panchen Two Fingers, unsheathed.

As Ye Tian said, not only the giant scorpion above but all kinds of Gu insects around began to emerge crazily while Ye Tian was channeling his energy. The sound of the ground being torn apart by the bugs was incessant. The soil was being ripped apart noisily, even uprooted, as if a spring was gushing from underground. The cacophony of the insects rubbing against each other was assaulting the eardrums, and the little monk was so frightened that he broke out into goosebumps. Previously, on the perimeter, he only saw the swarming insects and felt a bit disgusted. But now, having entered this place, it was not just disgusting—it was disgustingly lethal!

At this moment, Ye Tian beside him gave a stronger sense of security. The little monk shamelessly leaned over, "Little monk, I admit I’m rather handsome, but is there a need to lean so close?"

The little monk moved away aggrieved and saw the tide of insects rushing forward. With one swing of his Zen Stick, he aimed to simply scare the insects, but unexpectedly, the colorful insects, as if understanding human nature, came even more fiercely. The little monk lost his timidity and swung his Zen Stick again, smashing wildly.

Ye Tian’s fingers produced a two-foot long golden sharpness, like a longsword in hand, aiming at the giant scorpion in the sky. Just at that moment, the giant scorpion’s two pincers smashed down, the pincers as large as two vans seemed indestructible. Ye Tian stood still, but his hand swiftly slashed through the air, leaving a sky-spanning streak thin as a fishing line. However, this ’fishing line’ was extremely sharp. The giant scorpion, still arrogantly descending, hadn’t changed a bit; however, the person below had already disappeared.

The three-hundred-step distance, Ye Tian would wait no more!

Since he had already begun, he could only continue the end!

Ye Tian’s figure flickered, and in a burst, he sped out a hundred steps. Two single-horned giant lizards broke free from the ground and rushed fiercely towards Ye Tian, who didn’t mind the two insects coming head-on, and swung that Three Feet Golden Light again. The two insects split open angrily, breaking into chunks of flesh;