Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 235 - 137: Something Very Important!

Chapter 235: Chapter 137: Something Very Important!
Is he very weak?
Hui Yan is the second-ranked Great Cultivator at Little Leiyin Temple.
Second only to the deceased Hui An!
How did he become a nobody in Zuo Xiaoluo’s eyes?
"Grand General, I think you should be cautious..."
Hui Yan hesitated for a moment, but still decided to advise Zuo Xiaoluo again.
After all, the Buddhist Sect is one of the largest top forces in the Cultivation Realm, its influence cannot be underestimated.
If Zuo Xiaoluo really killed all the monks on Sumeru Mountain, he would definitely offend all the monks in the world.
If those monks incited their followers to revolt, even if it wouldn’t destabilize the rule of the Great Xia Zhao Clan, it would cause societal turmoil.
Hui Yan was deeply worried, earnestly advising, "After all, Sumeru Mountain is a Buddhist Holy Land. If the monks are really killed off..."
Before Hui Yan could finish his sentence, countless Imperial Guards smashed through the gates of Vajra Temple.
The next second, a tall figure full of rage soared from the temple, and a thunderous, angry roar echoed across the entire Sumeru Mountain like a broken horn.
"Who dares trespass in the sacred grounds of the Buddhist Sect, I will exorcise the demon... Ah!"
Hui Lun’s curse was cut short by a sudden scream, as he reached for his back and pulled out a foot-long silver needle coated with a deadly blue poison.
Hui Lun turned around abruptly, his gaze swept through the crowd, quickly locking onto an Imperial Guard with a smiling face, looking complacent like a fox that stole a hen, grinning sneakily as he ducked his head and ran outside.
Furious, Hui Lun raised his palm, as large as a fan, and struck fiercely at the back of that Imperial Guard’s heart.
"Scoundrel, you dare to ambush your Buddha, prepare to die!"
The Imperial Guard, hearing Hui Lun’s words and realizing he was exposed, stopped, showing no fear but instead grinned mischievously at Hui Lun.
Seeing this, Hui Lun’s eyes flashed with doubt, and his raised hand hesitated slightly.
He glanced around and saw other Imperial Guards with the same peculiar expression, each with a strange look, as if waiting to watch a show.
Hui Lun grew increasingly puzzled, and his gigantic hand involuntarily slowed down.
He glared at the Imperial Guard and shouted, "Scoundrel, what have you done to your Buddha?"
As Hui Lun spoke, True Essence circulated rapidly within his body, trying to detect any abnormalities.
But strangely, he checked dozens of times and found nothing.
The silver needle was indeed poisonous, but Hui Lun was a Great Cultivator in the Tier Nine Saint King Realm, and he practiced the Buddhist Bright King Technique, achieving extreme defense.
The moment the needle entered, his muscles locked it in place, and the penetrating toxin was directly neutralized by his robust True Essence before it could spread!
The more he discovered nothing, the more uneasy Hui Lun felt.
The Great Xia Imperial Guard’s reputation in the Cultivation Realm could silence crying children.
They would not act in vain!
The fact that guy stabbed him with a needle and still had that expression undoubtedly hid a conspiracy!
"Scoundrel, what exactly have you done!"
Hui Lun, nicknamed the "Furious Bright King," was irritable and violent, like a powder keg ready to explode at the slightest spark!
Now being plotted against by the Imperial Guard, his unease transformed into boundless fury, roaring in anger, nearly ready to devour someone.
"Scoundrel, prepare to die!"
In a fit of rage, Hui Lun seemed to lose his mind, his eyes bloodshot, his cassock swelling like a blowfish, emanating a terrifying, overwhelming aura!
"Now!"
The Imperial Guard targeted by Hui Lun suddenly shouted.
Outside the crowd, over a dozen Eight-Ox Crossbows launched simultaneously, their large Dragon Sinew Bowstrings vibrating with a heart-stopping explosive sound.
"Element-Breaking Awl?"
Though furious, Hui Lun hadn’t lost his mind.
Hearing the twang of the bowstrings, a warning surged in his heart, and he quickly looked towards the direction of the Eight-Ox Crossbows.
Seeing the meteoric arrows shooting toward him, Hui Lun’s pupils trembled, and his expression became aghast with horror.
"Damn it, how do you have such things?"
He cursed in both anger and haste, "Quickly take that thing away, Buddha surrenders!"
Time was of the essence,
Just as Hui Lun finished speaking, the dozen or so arrows from the Eight-Ox Crossbow were already upon him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Hui Lun didn’t even have time to react; he was hit directly by the arrows.
The Element-Breaking Awl was crafted from Dragon Horn and Dragon Bone, specifically to break a cultivator’s True Essence!
The sharp arrows struck Hui Lun, easily tearing through his robe, then his Protective True Essence, followed by his Copper Skin Iron Bones refined by True Essence for over a hundred years, then his Qi Sea Dantian, and finally exited through the other side of his body.
From the firing of the Eight-Ox Crossbow to Hui Lun dropping to the ground like a torn rag doll, it all happened in less than a breath’s time.
Within a breath, a Tier Nine Saint King Realm had fallen.
This was the battle power of the Great Xia Imperial Guard!
"Amitabha!"
Hui Yan took a deep breath, recited a Buddhist phrase, and watched as the Imperial Guard began to storm into the Vajra Temple for the massacre, not saying another word.
Originally, his persuasion was driven by the concern that the Buddhist Sect was inciting pilgrims to threaten the rule of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Now, finding that the Great Xia Imperial Guard had the power to instantly kill a Tier Nine Saint King Realm, he immediately ceased worrying that those monks would incite a revolt.
Hui Yan even secretly hoped the monks in the other temples outside would make a move.
By doing so, he could completely purge the entire Buddhist Sect.
By that time, the Buddhist Sect would be completely under his control!
At this thought, Hui Yan’s enthusiasm suddenly surged.
Looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood that the Vajra Temple had become, Hui Yan merely recited an Amitabha, too lazy even to chant the Rebirth Mantra, and eagerly led the way.
"Grand General, the next one is Mituo Temple. The abbot, Master Mi Yuan, holds a high rank in the Buddhist Sect, even I must show him respect."
"This one is Weituo Temple. Weituo Temple venerates the Weituo Celestial King, and the monks here are notorious for their bravery and aggression, known as troublemakers in the Buddhist Sect."
"Grand General, you’d be better off not entering this temple. It venerates the Joyful Buddha, and the monks here are notorious for their fertility rituals, a sordid place undeserving of your eye."
"The last one is Fahua Temple, overseen by Master Sanzang. Master Sanzang proves his path through killing, burying heaven, earth, and all beings, with countless cultivators dying by his hand. Like Hui Lun, Master Sanzang is a Tier Nine Saint King Realm cultivator, but he’s much smarter, not as suspicious as Hui Lun, and not easily deceived..."
As Hui Yan led the way, he narratively introduced the customs of each temple on Sumeru Mountain to Zuo Xiaoluo.
If not for the pungent, bloody air surrounding them, Zuo Xiaoluo’s party would have seemed more like tourists rather than killers!
They arrived finally at the gates of Huafa Temple.
Hui Yan provided Zuo Xiaoluo with a rundown on Master Sanzang’s history, staring at the closed temple gates with eyes full of caution and unease.
"Are you afraid of him?" Zuo Xiaoluo keenly noticed Hui Yan’s odd behavior.
Hui Yan’s expression stiffened.
Unwilling to admit it, he nodded.
He explained, "I’ve crossed paths with Master Sanzang several times, and lost each time."
As he spoke, as though wanting to prove it wasn’t his own weakness but Master Sanzang’s unparalleled strength, Hui Yan said directly, "Not only me, nobody on Sumeru Mountain is a match for Master Sanzang; even Hui’an Chief of the Arhat Hall of Little Leiyin Temple was defeated by him!"
After saying this, Hui Yan solemnly stated, "It’s no exaggeration to say that Master Sanzang is arguably the top expert in the Cultivation Realm. Even the normally arrogant disciples of the Sword Sect dare not act recklessly around him!"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Xiaoluo took out a cleaver from who knows where, showing an interested expression for the first time.
"Interesting!"
Seeing Zuo Xiaoluo ready for action despite his warning, Hui Yan grew anxious.
"Grand General, if I’m not mistaken, you should only be at the eighth level of the Ascension Realm, right? Master Sanzang is at the pinnacle of Tier Nine Saint King Realm. There’s a vast chasm between your realms—a gap like a gulf—simply unbridgeable! And Master Sanzang is not a brainless idiot like Hui Lun; any cunning plan is futile against absolute strength!"
"Can’t an eighth level beat a ninth level?" Zuo Xiaoluo pondered.
"In that case, I’ll just ascend to the ninth level!"
She closed her eyes, casually swung the cleaver, unknowingly cutting through something, then opened her eyes with a smile.
"Alright, I’m at the ninth level now!"
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