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 Miracle Doctor Chapter 691

Master Du’e’s expression changed slightly.

As expected, the visitor came with ill intentions!

But how did Long Wu know that Ye Qiu was Ye Wushuang’s son?

“Amitabha!”

Master Du’e said, “Benefactor Long, many years ago when Long Yi visited Tianlong Temple, he made an agreement with my master that the Forbidden City and our Tianlong Temple would not infringe upon each other. What, does Benefactor Long intend to tear up the agreement?”

“If we’re talking about tearing up the agreement, it was you who did so first.”

“Not long ago, at the Bai family in the capital, you acted against my brother, ultimately leading to Long Jiu’s tragic death at the hands of Ye Wudi. You can’t deny this, can you?”

“Out of respect for you being monks, I won’t make things difficult for you. Hand over Ye Wushuang’s son immediately.”

Long Wu shouted coldly.

“Benefactor Long, Benefactor Ye Wushuang’s fate has been unknown for twenty years. How would this old monk know he has a son?” Master Du’e asked, feigning confusion.

“They say monks don’t lie, but it seems that’s all a deception!”

“Since I’ve come here, I’m certain Ye Wushuang’s son is with you.”

“Oh, by the way, his name is Ye Qiu.”

“Du’e, call him out now, or don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

As Long Wu finished speaking, he unleashed a towering aura, like a storm, pressing down on Master Du’e.

Master Du’e had been cautiously on guard. When this aura came crashing down, he immediately mobilised his internal energy to resist. Instantly, his robes billowed.

Seeing Master Du’e block his oppressive aura, Long Wu was displeased.

“Hmph!”

Long Wu let out a cold snort, lifted his right foot, and lightly stamped it on the ground.

Thud!

A crack appeared in the ground, rapidly extending towards Master Du’e.

At the same time, an even more immense wave of pressure surged forth.

Step, step, step, Master Du’e retreated three steps before steadying himself, his heart filled with shock.

He hadn’t expected Long Wu’s skills to be so terrifying. Just by releasing his aura, he had forced him back.

If they truly fought, could he withstand even a single blow?

Master Du’e’s expression grew grave.

“I’ll ask one more time, will you hand over Ye Wushuang’s son or not?” Long Wu’s aura grew stronger, ready to strike at any moment.

“Amitabha!”

“Benefactor Long, there is indeed a Benefactor Ye in this temple, but whether he is Benefactor Ye Wushuang’s son, this poor monk does not know.”

“However, that Benefactor Ye is currently helping this poor monk fulfil a wish, so I hope Benefactor Long will give this poor monk some face and not be so aggressive.”

Divine Monk Kongjian finished speaking, clasped his hands together, and gave a slight bow.

“I understand, you’re not going to hand over Ye Qiu, are you? In that case, don’t blame me.”

Long Wu finished speaking and threw a punch through the air towards Master Du’e.

This punch was immensely powerful.

As Long Wu’s fist swung out, the air resounded with the sound of wind and thunder, terrifyingly intense.

Master Du’e had no time to think and countered with a punch of his own.

Vajra Fist!

Bang, the fists’ winds collided.

Master Du’e was immediately forced back a dozen steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The shock in his heart grew even greater.

Because Long Wu had thrown the punch through the air, Master Du’e’s fist had only faced the wind of Long Wu’s punch, not the actual fist itself.

It was clear that if he had met Long Wu’s fist head-on, he would have been sent flying on the spot.

Had Long Wu, after years in seclusion, become this strong?

As the fourth-ranked master on the Dragon List, Master Du’e felt a sense of powerlessness.

Too strong!

So strong it was despairing!

“Du’e, after all these years, you haven’t improved at all. You’re truly a disgrace to your master.”

As Long Wu’s words fell, he threw another powerful punch.

This punch was even stronger than the last.

From a dozen metres away, Master Du’e felt shrouded in the shadow of death.

“Benefactor Long, in your presence, Du’e is but a junior. Bullying the weak isn’t right, is it?”

Divine Monk Kongjian’s figure flickered, swiftly positioning himself in front of Du’e.

Then, he extended a single finger and pressed forward.

Pop, a soft sound rang out, as if the air had been pierced, ripples spreading outward.

Long Wu’s fist wind instantly shattered, vanishing without a trace.

“You old bald donkey have made some progress. Good, I was just looking for someone to test the results of my recent seclusion.”

Long Wu’s eyes suddenly sharpened, like the cold, venomous eyes of a snake, staring intently at Divine Monk Kongjian.

Divine Monk Kongjian’s expression remained impassive, but his gaze clearly grew more cautious.

The two locked eyes.

Neither made the first move to attack.

Yet the atmosphere felt heavy, a oppressive sense of an impending storm, overwhelming and all-encompassing.

“So strong!”

Master Du’e, shaken by the aura of the two, retreated step by step, only stopping when he reached the first floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

Three full minutes passed.

Long Wu moved.

He began walking towards Divine Monk Kongjian.

Long Wu’s steps were slow, like a leisurely stroll, with no trace of killing intent.

One step, two steps, three steps…

Closer!

Even closer!

The distance between them kept shrinking.

When only two metres remained, boom!

Long Wu threw a punch.

His fist wind was fierce and domineering. As the punch shot out, a whistling sound filled the air, like a meteor, appearing before Divine Monk Kongjian’s forehead in an instant.

“Retreat!”

Divine Monk Kongjian stood his ground, unmoving, and uttered a single word.

His voice was like thunder, shaking the mountains and rivers.

Long Wu’s fist paused, then he stepped back a few paces, his eyes narrowing.

“To have cultivated the Buddhist Lion’s Roar to this level, old bald donkey, you’re impressive.”

“Amitabha, Benefactor Long’s Void Clarity Fist is also formidable.”

“Again!”

Long Wu let out a loud shout and threw another punch.

This time, as his fist shot out, there wasn’t the slightest sound of wind. It was light and airy, like willow fluff, carrying no perceptible power.

Unexpectedly, Divine Monk Kongjian’s expression grew even more solemn.

Bang!

Divine Monk Kongjian also threw a punch. His fist followed a path almost identical to Long Wu’s, soft and weak, like an infant waving a fist, devoid of strength.

Soon, their fists met, producing no explosive sound. It was as if a small pebble had been dropped into a vast lake, not even stirring a single ripple.

But the expressions of Long Wu and Divine Monk Kongjian were unprecedentedly serious.

Their fists remained in contact, neither pulling away.

Master Du’e, a martial arts master himself, instantly understood that Divine Monk Kongjian and Long Wu were competing with their internal energy in this punch.

Half a minute later, their fists finally parted.

Step, step, step!

Long Wu retreated six steps before steadying himself.

Divine Monk Kongjian’s shoulders swayed, and he retreated three steps.

A draw!

At that moment, a sword’s cry suddenly rang out from the fourth floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

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In an instant, everyone looked up at the fourth floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

The sword cry there was earth-shattering.

Divine Monk Kongjian and Master Du’e’s faces lit up with joy, clearly, Ye Qiu had comprehended the fourth sword.

However, the sword energy soon dissipated, and the fourth floor returned to silence.

What was happening?

Master Du’e and Divine Monk Kongjian exchanged glances.

After a while, there was still no sign of Ye Qiu emerging from the fourth floor.

A sinking feeling gripped the hearts of Master Du’e and Divine Monk Kongjian, they feared one outcome.

Ye Qiu had failed!

“Hahaha…”

Suddenly, Long Wu burst into laughter, “I knew that kid was hiding somewhere, turns out he’s in the tower, excellent.”

With that, Long Wu’s figure turned into a blur, charging towards the Enlightenment Tower.

Divine Monk Kongjian’s figure flickered, intercepting Long Wu.

“Amitabha!”

Divine Monk Kongjian clasped his hands together and said, “The Enlightenment Tower is a sacred place of this temple, only high monks of the temple or distinguished guests invited by the abbot may enter, others are not permitted to trespass.”

“Old bald donkey, what’s that supposed to mean?”

Long Wu’s expression darkened, he said coldly, “I’m telling you, no one can stop me from killing Ye Qiu today.”

“Either you step aside, or I’ll wipe out your Tianlong Temple.”

Divine Monk Kongjian, expressionless, said, “This is a pure Buddhist land, Benefactor, your killing intent is too heavy.”

“I’ll ask you one more time, are you stepping aside or not?” Long Wu’s killing intent grew even stronger.

Divine Monk Kongjian said, “As this poor monk just said, the Enlightenment Tower is a sacred place of this temple, outsiders may not enter.”

“In that case, I’ll slaughter you first, old bald donkey.”

Long Wu shot forward like an arrow, striking a palm towards Divine Monk Kongjian’s chest.

Divine Monk Kongjian stood his ground, raising his right hand and fiercely striking out with a palm.

One of the seventy-two supreme Buddhist techniques, Great Vajra Palm!

Bang!

The two clashed with a palm strike.

After the strike, Long Wu moved with strange footwork, constantly appearing in all four directions around Divine Monk Kongjian, attacking relentlessly, his speed increasing until, in the end, only a blurred shadow could be seen striking repeatedly.

Though Divine Monk Kongjian was lean, he stood there like an immovable, towering mountain.

His hands continuously defended and counterattacked, his speed also increasing, dazzling to the eye.

Not far away, Master Du’e widened his eyes, watching the two combatants, his expression unprecedentedly grave.

“The martial arts of the world are only broken by speed, if I faced Long Wu, could I handle it as effortlessly as Master?”

Master Du’e finished speaking and shook his head.

“Only Master can hold off Long Wu, if it were me, I might have been killed by him long ago.”

“I thought reaching the Dragon List made one a supreme master, now I see how wrong I was.”

“Long Wu’s skills are truly terrifying.”

Master Du’e suddenly recalled Ye Qiu’s words, “Benefactor Ye said Long Liu had come out of seclusion and was heading to Dali, why hasn’t Long Liu shown himself?”

“Could he be hiding in the shadows, preparing to ambush Master?”

At this thought, Master Du’e’s nerves tensed.

With just one Long Wu already fighting Divine Monk Kongjian to a stalemate, if Long Liu was lurking in the shadows, the situation would be dire for them.

Long Wu and Divine Monk Kongjian were locked in battle, only two blurred shadows could be seen moving at high speed.

Even a master like Master Du’e could no longer discern their attack patterns.

They were simply too fast.

Five full minutes passed.

Finally, the speed of the two combatants began to slow.

Divine Monk Kongjian had just dodged a fierce kick from Long Wu, then swiftly struck out with a palm, preparing to parry Long Wu’s fist.

However, his palm struck nothing.

A feint?

Divine Monk Kongjian’s brow twitched, instinctively wanting to retreat, but he suddenly sensed a gust of force from behind.

With no choice, Divine Monk Kongjian moved forward.

At that moment, Long Wu circled to the front of Divine Monk Kongjian, once again using his eerie footwork, unleashing over thirty punches in rapid succession.

The two traded blows, fighting fiercely.

After a while, suddenly, both stopped without warning.

Five seconds later, “Die!” Long Wu threw a punch at Divine Monk Kongjian.

Divine Monk Kongjian met Long Wu’s fist with a punch of his own.

Both were supreme masters, after fighting for a while and finding neither could overpower the other, they abandoned flashy moves, opting for brutal, direct methods to settle the score.

“Boom!”

Their fists collided, parting on contact.

Neither could force the other back.

“Boom!”

They punched again, clashing once more.

This time, they were evenly matched.

“Old bald donkey, you’ve made quite some progress over the years!” Long Wu said darkly.

Divine Monk Kongjian smiled faintly, “Benefactor Long’s progress is also significant.”

“But unfortunately, you can’t stop me.”

After saying this, Long Wu deliberately stepped back five paces, then suddenly tensed his body, squatting in a horse stance, his right hand clenching into a fist.

Divine Monk Kongjian’s expression grew grave, his right hand also tightly clenching into a fist.

“Here it comes!”

Long Wu roared, his fist smashing forward. At that moment, all the strength in his body was concentrated in that fist.

Divine Monk Kongjian didn’t dare to be careless, frantically channelling his internal energy, using one of the seventy-two supreme Buddhist techniques, Arhat Fist.

Boom!

Their fists collided, producing a deafening explosion.

Ear-splitting.

Step!

Step!

Step!

Both were thrown back, propelled by the immense force of the other’s fist.

Long Wu executed several backflips, then used a heavy drop to steady himself.

“Pfft,” he spat out a mouthful of blood.

In contrast, Divine Monk Kongjian’s gaunt frame kept retreating, his heels leaving a ten-centimetre-deep trench in the ground.

After nine steps, Divine Monk Kongjian stopped.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Long’s power is profound, this poor monk is in awe,” Divine Monk Kongjian said softly.

At this moment, Long Wu’s face was grim.

That last strike had caused him severe internal injuries, his chest still roiling with blood and qi.

“I used all my strength, and this old bald donkey didn’t spit blood?”

“By rights, he should have sustained serious internal injuries too, how does he seem uninjured?”

“Could this old bald donkey be hiding his true cultivation?”

“With him here, killing Ye Qiu will be difficult.”

“I’ve come all this way, if I can’t even kill Ye Qiu, how can I face going back?”

Thinking this, Long Wu wiped the blood from his mouth and snorted coldly, “Kongjian, that kid is Ye Wushuang’s son, you should know, you can’t protect him.”

“Even if you stop me now, you can’t stop my big brother and the others.”

“Ye Wushuang’s seed, our Forbidden City will spare no effort to eradicate.”

“Kongjian, if you persist in this folly, Tianlong Temple will not escape calamity.”

“And your disciple will die without a burial place!”

Long Wu shouted loudly, “So… are you still going to protect that kid?”

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“Amitabha.”

Divine Monk Kongjian said, “Benefactor Long has misunderstood!”

“Misunderstood?” Long Wu snorted coldly, “The facts are clear, you’re protecting that kid, how have I misunderstood?”

Divine Monk Kongjian said, “Firstly, whether Benefactor Ye is the heir of Benefactor Lu Wushuang, this poor monk does not know.”

“Secondly, what grievances exist between your Forbidden City and Benefactor Ye, this poor monk is also unaware.”

“Lastly, this poor monk has not said he intends to protect Benefactor Ye.”

“What do you mean?” Long Wu said, “If you’re not protecting him, then step aside quickly and don’t stop me from killing him.”

Master Du’e said urgently, “Master—”

Divine Monk Kongjian said, “Benefactor Long, the Enlightenment Tower is a sacred place of this temple, this poor monk is stopping you only to prevent you from entering the tower.”

“Once Benefactor Ye leaves the tower, whatever Benefactor Long chooses to do is between you two, this poor monk will not interfere.”

“However, this poor monk has one request, no killing is permitted within Tianlong Temple.”

Long Wu was displeased, “After all that, you’re still trying to stop me from killing Ye Qiu.”

“If Benefactor Long insists on seeing it that way, this poor monk can do nothing about it, but as long as this poor monk is here, you will not enter the Enlightenment Tower.” Divine Monk Kongjian continued, “If Benefactor Long does not believe me, feel free to try.”

Long Wu hesitated.

He had already tried once, and the result was internal injuries.

If he tried again, he would have to use his trump card.

He didn’t know the true extent of Divine Monk Kongjian’s cultivation or what hidden cards he held, so Long Wu had no certainty of victory.

What to do?

After pondering for a while, Long Wu asked, “Kongjian, were you speaking the truth just now?”

“If that kid comes out, and I make my move, you won’t stop me, will you?”

Divine Monk Kongjian nodded slightly, “Monks do not lie, nor do they meddle in worldly grudges.”

“Fine, I’ll wait for him here, I refuse to believe that kid can hide in the tower for a lifetime.”

With that, Long Wu sat down on the ground.

“Benefactor Long, this poor monk also said earlier, no killing is permitted within Tianlong Temple, so if you intend to kill Benefactor Ye when he emerges, please do so outside.”

“Don’t worry, I have my own plans.”

Long Wu had made up his mind, once Ye Qiu emerged from the Enlightenment Tower, he would seize him with the fastest speed.

Then, he would cripple Ye Qiu’s cultivation, turning him into a true invalid.

After that, he would take Ye Qiu back to the Forbidden City and, in front of the tombstones of Long Liu and Long Jiu, kill him to comfort the spirits of his two brothers.

Thinking this, Long Wu began to channel his energy to heal.

Divine Monk Kongjian turned and returned to the first floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

“Master, you weren’t injured just now, were you?” Master Du’e asked.

In the distance, Long Wu, who had been healing, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced towards the Enlightenment Tower.

Divine Monk Kongjian smiled, “How could your master be injured so easily, I only used sixty percent of my strength earlier.”

As expected, this old bald donkey was hiding his cultivation.

Long Wu’s eyes flickered.

“That’s good.” Master Du’e breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he saw Divine Monk Kongjian’s lips move slightly, and a voice sounded in his ear.

“Long Wu is formidable, with his cultivation, he can clearly hear our master-disciple conversation.”

Master Du’e was startled, “Master…”

Divine Monk Kongjian raised a hand to stop Master Du’e from speaking, his lips moving slightly again.

“Don’t worry, your master is using the Buddhist secret transmission technique, even if he stood beside me, he wouldn’t hear my words.”

Master Du’e was shocked.

Secret transmission was one of the seventy-two supreme Buddhist techniques, with very few mastering it in the past two hundred years.

He hadn’t expected his master to have mastered it.

Master Du’e continued to receive instructions via secret transmission, “Du’e, stay here and keep an eye on Long Wu, if he dares to trespass, immediately use the Six Meridians Divine Sword to signal.”

“But you need not worry too much, Long Wu was seriously injured earlier, he won’t recover within three hours.”

“Your master will go up to check on Benefactor Ye, he seems to have encountered some trouble.”

Master Du’e nodded.

Divine Monk Kongjian stepped towards the second floor, but as he ascended the steps, he glanced back at Master Du’e, his eyes filled with reluctance.

Master Du’e saw Divine Monk Kongjian’s expression and, for some reason, felt a pang of unease.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, but remembering that Long Wu could hear their conversation, he closed it again.

“Du’e, having a disciple like you is my pride.”

Divine Monk Kongjian smiled, then ascended the steps.

When Divine Monk Kongjian reached the second floor of the Enlightenment Tower, his body trembled, nearly collapsing.

He quickly steadied himself against the wall, blood streaming from his mouth, his face pale.

Divine Monk Kongjian was injured!

And gravely so.

He had been holding on earlier to prevent Long Wu from noticing, otherwise, Long Wu would have already stormed in.

“The Forbidden City is truly terrifying.”

“Back then, Long Wu’s skills were inferior to Du’e’s now, but after years in seclusion, his cultivation has surpassed mine.”

“The Forbidden City must be hiding a great secret.”

Divine Monk Kongjian wiped the blood from his mouth, then, leaning against the wall, climbed the steps one by one.

Fourth floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

Ye Qiu stood before the stone wall, his eyes fixed on the sword manual inscribed upon it, sighing softly, “Alas…”

At that moment, footsteps sounded behind him.

Ye Qiu turned and was startled to see Divine Monk Kongjian with blood streaming from his mouth.

In truth, he had already known about the events below the tower.

After all, Long Wu had caused quite a commotion.

But Ye Qiu hadn’t expected Divine Monk Kongjian to be so severely injured.

Ye Qiu hurriedly approached, supporting Divine Monk Kongjian, and asked, “Monk, you…”

Hush!

Divine Monk Kongjian made a silencing gesture, and Ye Qiu immediately fell silent.

Then, using secret transmission, Divine Monk Kongjian told Ye Qiu, “Long Wu can hear our conversation, so this poor monk must use secret transmission.”

What?

He could hear from such a distance?

Was he even human?

Shocked, Ye Qiu’s fingers swiftly traced through the air, and soon, with a buzzing vibration, a glass-like barrier of air enveloped him and Divine Monk Kongjian.

Soundproof talisman!

“Monk, Long Wu can’t hear our conversation now, how are your injuries?” Ye Qiu asked urgently.

“No matter.” Divine Monk Kongjian said in shock, “Benefactor Ye is truly a man of great fortune, to also be proficient in the art of talismans, this poor monk is in awe.”

“Monk, let’s not talk about that now, let me check your injuries.”

Ye Qiu could see that Divine Monk Kongjian was badly hurt, he reached out to take his pulse, but unexpectedly, Divine Monk Kongjian gently waved his hand, a soft surge of internal energy deflecting Ye Qiu’s hand.

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“Monk, what is the meaning of this?”

Ye Qiu was puzzled.

Divine Monk Kongjian was severely injured, if not treated promptly, his condition would only worsen.

Moreover, there was a formidable master waiting below, eyeing them menacingly.

Divine Monk Kongjian smiled, “This poor monk’s injuries are of no consequence, Benefactor Ye, how is your cultivation of the Six Meridians Divine Sword progressing?”

Ye Qiu replied, “I’m ashamed to say, though I have mastered the sword techniques in my mind, my cultivation is too low, I cannot unleash the power of the last three swords.”

“The last three swords are indeed difficult to cultivate…”

Divine Monk Kongjian’s eyes suddenly widened, “Benefactor Ye, did you just say you cannot unleash the power of the last three swords?”

“So, you’ve actually comprehended the last three swords, is that how I should understand it?”

Ye Qiu nodded, “Monk, you understand correctly, I have fully comprehended all six swords.”

“Truly?” Divine Monk Kongjian was overjoyed.

“How could this junior dare deceive you, I have indeed comprehended all six swords, but my cultivation is too low to unleash their power.”

Ye Qiu continued, “Otherwise, I could demonstrate for you.”

Divine Monk Kongjian said, “This poor monk is dull, it took me fifty years to comprehend only the first three swords of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, as for the fourth, I still have no clue.”

“Benefactor Ye, can you tell me how you comprehended the last three swords?”

Ye Qiu smiled, “Monk, it’s not that your martial talent is lacking, but that you’ve fallen into a misconception.”

“Misconception?” Divine Monk Kongjian was puzzled, “What misconception?”

Ye Qiu pointed at the sword manual on the wall and asked, “Monk, is this the sword manual for the fourth sword of the Six Meridians Divine Sword?”

Divine Monk Kongjian nodded, “Indeed.”

“That’s why I say you’ve fallen into a misconception.” Ye Qiu smiled, “The sword manual on the wall, though labeled as the fourth sword, is actually the sixth sword’s manual.”

“What, this is the sixth sword’s manual?” Divine Monk Kongjian was stunned.

Ye Qiu said, “When I first came up here, I practiced according to the manual, but I couldn’t condense the sword energy, so I grew doubtful.”

“Then, I went to the fifth and sixth floors to study their manuals, and I felt something was off about the manuals.”

“Finally, I rearranged the order of the three sword manuals, and that’s how I comprehended the sword techniques.”

“This must be why you, Monk, have been unable to comprehend the last three swords all these years.”

Divine Monk Kongjian was intimately familiar with the sword manuals, having studied them countless times over decades, their contents etched into his mind.

After hearing Ye Qiu’s words, he closed his eyes, mentally reviewing the last three sword manuals of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, then reordered them as Ye Qiu suggested.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

“Hahaha…”

Divine Monk Kongjian laughed heartily, “One is lost when trapped within the situation, one is enlightened when outside it. I couldn’t see the true face of Mount Lu, only because I was in its midst.”

“Benefactor Ye, thank you.”

Divine Monk Kongjian clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu hurriedly said, “Monk, this is too much, I’m just a junior, how can I accept such a great courtesy?”

“Benefactor Ye, you are worthy.”

Divine Monk Kongjian said, “If not for you helping me unravel this puzzle today, this poor monk might never have discovered the secret of the manuals.”

“This poor monk always thought the manuals, left by the temple’s ancestors, could not possibly be wrong, that my failure to comprehend them was due to my lack of insight, but who could have imagined this situation.”

“Benefactor Ye, thank you!”

Ye Qiu said, “Monk, no need to be polite, your injuries are severe, let this junior treat you!”

“Benefactor Ye, don’t waste your energy on this poor monk, save your strength to deal with Long Wu!” Divine Monk Kongjian said, “Long Wu is determined to kill you, and his skills are exceptionally formidable, even this poor monk is no match for him.”

“Monk, please, let me treat your injuries first…”

Before Ye Qiu could finish, Divine Monk Kongjian raised a hand, signaling him to stop.

“Benefactor Ye, sit down,” Divine Monk Kongjian said.

Ye Qiu looked at Divine Monk Kongjian with confusion.

“This poor monk will now teach you an unparalleled technique, otherwise, once you leave the tower, you will surely die.”

“But Master, your injuries…”

“This poor monk’s injuries are of no concern.” Divine Monk Kongjian’s expression was serious, “Benefactor Ye, please sit.”

Ye Qiu immediately sat cross-legged on the ground.

He was curious, wondering what unparalleled technique Divine Monk Kongjian was about to teach him.

“Clear your mind, empty your thoughts, and guard your spirit.”

Divine Monk Kongjian’s words seemed to carry a magical power, instantly, Ye Qiu felt an overwhelming sense of calm.

His heart was still as water.

Divine Monk Kongjian instructed, “Benefactor Ye, no matter what happens next, remember, do not resist, accept everything calmly.”

“Understood.”

As soon as Ye Qiu spoke, Divine Monk Kongjian’s right hand pressed onto the top of his head.

Immediately, Ye Qiu felt a vast surge of internal energy flowing from Divine Monk Kongjian’s palm into the Baihui acupoint on his head.

What was this for?

Ye Qiu didn’t react at first, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Divine Monk Kongjian’s already aged face aging rapidly, while his own cultivation was growing at an astonishing rate.

Suddenly, a legendary technique flashed into Ye Qiu’s mind.

The Buddhist Empowerment Technique!

Ye Qiu’s expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, “Monk, stop at once!”

With that, Ye Qiu prepared to push Divine Monk Kongjian away.

“Don’t move,” Divine Monk Kongjian said, “Once the Empowerment Technique is initiated, you can only accept it, otherwise, this poor monk will die immediately.”

“But Monk, if I accept, you will…”

“I will die,” Divine Monk Kongjian seemed to have anticipated this outcome, saying, “This poor monk’s time is near, even without this, I don’t have many days left.”

“Benefactor Ye, you are a person of great fortune, by doing this, this poor monk might even accumulate some merit.”

“Don’t think of anything now, empty your mind, and circulate your internal energy.”

After speaking, Divine Monk Kongjian placed his other hand on Ye Qiu’s shoulder, channeling internal energy into his body.

Even before Ye Qiu began circulating his internal energy, the innate true qi within him became excited, like a giant beast, devouring all the internal energy Divine Monk Kongjian sent.

Hm?

Ye Qiu was stunned.

This state lasted for about half an hour.

Half an hour later, Divine Monk Kongjian withdrew his hands, his body swayed, nearly collapsing, and he quickly sat cross-legged on the ground.

Looking at Ye Qiu, Divine Monk Kongjian’s face bore a gratified smile.

“Remarkably, Benefactor Ye absorbed this poor monk’s century of cultivation so quickly, truly a person of great fortune.”

“By doing this, this poor monk has achieved boundless merit.”

“Amitabha!”

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After receiving the empowerment from Divine Monk Kongjian, Ye Qiu gained a century’s worth of cultivation, feeling unprecedentedly powerful at that moment.

A moment passed.

Ye Qiu opened his eyes and, seeing Divine Monk Kongjian’s appearance, felt a pang in his heart.

At this time, Divine Monk Kongjian’s gaunt face was covered with deep wrinkles, his cheeks dotted with brown spots, his complexion ashen and lifeless.

Ye Qiu could tell that Divine Monk Kongjian had little life left.

Yet, Divine Monk Kongjian’s face was full of smiles, his gentle eyes shimmering with kindness.

“Monk, your great kindness cannot be repaid, let me kowtow to you!”

Bang, bang, bang!

Ye Qiu knelt before Divine Monk Kongjian and respectfully kowtowed three times.

Divine Monk Kongjian asked, “Benefactor Ye, how do you feel now?”

Ye Qiu said, “Thanks to your gift, I feel filled with strength.”

Divine Monk Kongjian nodded with a smile, “Excellent!”

“Monk, your kindness to me, I…”

Ye Qiu’s voice choked, unable to continue, tears of gratitude welling in his eyes.

Divine Monk Kongjian smiled faintly, “Benefactor Ye, you need not feel guilty or sad.”

“As I said earlier, my time is near, rather than taking this century of cultivation to the Western Paradise, it’s better to give it to you.”

“You have many enemies, to survive, you must have sufficient strength.”

“Besides Long Wu below the tower, the Forbidden City’s Long Si, Long San, and Long Er all possess a century of cultivation, even before their seclusion, their skills were formidable, once they emerge, their cultivation will surely have reached the pinnacle.”

“And then there’s Long Yi, years ago, even I couldn’t handle him, when he emerges next, there may be no one in the world who can stand against him.”

“For years, Long Yi has not pursued the peak of martial arts, but another path.”

Ye Qiu asked curiously, “What path?”

Divine Monk Kongjian uttered four words, “The path of immortality!”

Ye Qiu’s heart jolted.

Divine Monk Kongjian asked, “Benefactor Ye, do you know of the existence of true qi?”

Ye Qiu nodded, “I have cultivated true qi, and it’s… innate true qi.”

Divine Monk Kongjian’s face was full of astonishment, “Innate qi? Benefactor Ye, are you certain?”

Ye Qiu affirmed, “I’m certain.”

“Hahaha…”

Divine Monk Kongjian laughed heartily, then said, “Innate qi, a rarity seen once in a century, one in a million.”

“Benefactor Ye, I was not mistaken, you are not only a person of great fortune but also possess immense destiny, your future achievements will surely be limitless.”

“Amitabha!”

Ye Qiu asked with confusion, “Monk, you mentioned true qi earlier, what were you trying to say?”

“Benefactor Ye, you are perceptive, I wanted to tell you about the path of immortality, cough, cough…”

Divine Monk Kongjian suddenly coughed up blood mid-sentence.

Ye Qiu hurriedly said, “Monk, let me administer a few acupuncture needles!”

Divine Monk Kongjian shook his head, declining Ye Qiu’s offer, then wiped the blood from his mouth and said, “As is well known, in today’s martial world, there are three master lists, the Tiger List, the Dragon List, and the Divine List.”

“Those who ascend the Divine List are all beings who have cultivated true qi.”

“Some have cultivated one strand of true qi, others two strands.”

“I have cultivated three strands of true qi.”

Ye Qiu was shocked.

He had thought cultivating one strand of true qi was impressive, but he hadn’t expected Divine Monk Kongjian to have cultivated three.

Yet, what Divine Monk Kongjian said next shocked him even more.

“Back then, Long Wu’s skills were inferior to Du’e’s now, he hadn’t even cultivated a single strand of true qi, but when I fought him earlier, I discovered Long Wu has cultivated three strands.”

That strong?

If Long Wu was this powerful, then what level had Long Yi reached?

As expected, Divine Monk Kongjian continued, “Among those in the Forbidden City, Long Yi has the greatest martial talent and strength.”

“When Long Yi came to Tianlong Temple years ago, he had already cultivated three strands of true qi.”

“After secluding himself for so many years, if my guess is correct, Long Yi now has at least nine strands of true qi.”

What?

Nine strands of true qi?

Was he still human?

Ye Qiu’s eyes widened in disbelief, taking a while to recover before saying, “Monk, isn’t your guess a bit…?”

Divine Monk Kongjian finished his sentence, smiling, “Benefactor Ye, you’re wondering if I’m overestimating Long Yi, aren’t you?”

Ye Qiu nodded slightly.

“I am not overestimating Long Yi,” Divine Monk Kongjian explained, “I have a basis for saying this.”

“The reason Long Yi has been in seclusion is to break through his cultivation and step onto the path of immortality.”

“The primary condition for embarking on the path of immortality is to cultivate nine strands of true qi.”

“With nine uniting into one, the gate to immortality can be opened.”

“So, if Long Yi hasn’t cultivated nine strands of true qi, he wouldn’t have remained in seclusion for so long.”

Divine Monk Kongjian said with concern, “Once he opens the gate to immortality, there may be no one in the world who can stand against him, unless…”

Ye Qiu asked urgently, “Unless what?”

“Unless your father is still alive,” Divine Monk Kongjian said, “Over twenty years ago, your father had cultivated five strands of true qi, recognized as the world’s greatest master.”

“At that time, even Long Yi was no match for Benefactor Ye Wushuang.”

“That’s why your father was qualified to top the Divine List.”

Ye Qiu sighed.

To this day, he didn’t even know if Ye Wushuang was alive or dead.

He had thought, with the century of cultivation gifted by Divine Monk Kongjian, he could stand above all, if not sweep the world, at least fear no one from the Forbidden City.

Now, hearing Divine Monk Kongjian’s words, Ye Qiu realized he had been like a frog in a well.

Ye Qiu marveled, “No wonder the Forbidden City is so arrogant, daring to disregard even the highest leader and the God of War, Long Yi has reached such a level.”

“Not so, not so,” Divine Monk Kongjian said, “The Forbidden City’s dominance has another reason.”

Ye Qiu pressed, “What reason?”

“You’ll understand in time, Benefactor Ye,” Divine Monk Kongjian was unwilling to dwell on the topic, saying, “Benefactor Ye, my time is short, I have two requests, may I ask?”

Ye Qiu quickly said, “Monk, whatever you need, just tell me, as long as I can do it, I’ll go through fire and water without hesitation.”

Divine Monk Kongjian said, “Though I am a monk, humans are not plants, who can be without emotion?”

“I can’t help but worry about my foolish disciple.”

“Benefactor Ye, my first request is that after I pass, you help look after Du’e and Tianlong Temple.”

Ye Qiu nodded, “Of course, even if you hadn’t said it, I would do so.”

“Thank you, Benefactor Ye,” Divine Monk Kongjian said, “My second request is that I wish to see the power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword.”

“Very well.”

Ye Qiu agreed, turned, and walked toward the lower levels of the tower.

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The first floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

Master Du’e stared nervously at Long Wu, who was sitting on the ground healing his injuries, worried that Long Wu might rush in.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed in his ears.

Master Du’e turned his head and saw Ye Qiu descending from above.

“Benefactor Ye, you…”

Master Du’e was about to ask why Ye Qiu had come down, but as he began to speak, he realised Long Wu could hear their conversation and quickly shut his mouth.

“Master, the divine monk is upstairs. You should go see him!”

After speaking, Ye Qiu walked towards the outside of the tower.

“Wait!” Master Du’e quickly grabbed Ye Qiu and whispered, “Benefactor Ye, don’t go out.”

“Long Wu from the Forbidden City is outside.”

“If you go out, he will kill you.”

“And that Long Liu, who hasn’t shown himself yet. I’m worried he might be hiding in the shadows, ready to ambush…”

Ye Qiu interrupted Master Du’e, saying, “Master, no need to worry. Long Liu is already dead.”

Master Du’e was shocked. “What did you say? Long Liu is dead?”

Ye Qiu said, “I received word that Long Liu died in the suburbs ten miles outside the capital.”

“Who did it?” Master Du’e asked.

Ye Qiu shook his head. “It’s unclear. Neither the Nether King Hall nor the Dragon Gate have found any leads.”

Master Du’e said, “Good that he’s dead. Otherwise, if Long Wu and Long Liu teamed up, even my master might not be able to stop them.”

As they spoke, Long Wu, who was healing outside the tower, suddenly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.

If one looked closely, his right ear was trembling slightly.

Ye Qiu spoke again, “Master, go upstairs and check on the divine monk!”

Master Du’e said, “Benefactor Ye, don’t leave the tower. Let’s go up together…”

Hmph!

A heavy, cold snort came from outside the tower, followed by Long Wu’s voice: “Ye Qiu, if you’re still a man, come out now!”

Ye Qiu stepped towards the outside of the tower.

Unexpectedly, Master Du’e grabbed him again.

“Benefactor Ye, can’t you tell? Long Wu is using words to provoke you, trying to lure you out of the tower. You must not fall for it.”

“The Enlightenment Tower is the sacred ground of our Heavenly Dragon Temple. With my master here, Long Wu cannot break in.”

“Benefactor Ye, you must not go out.”

Ye Qiu smiled faintly. “Thank you, Master, for caring about my safety. But some things must be faced sooner or later.”

“Since that old thing outside is so eager to die, I’ll grant his wish.”

“Otherwise, he’ll keep saying I’m not a man.”

Seeing Ye Qiu about to leave, Master Du’e’s expression changed, and he urged again, “Benefactor Ye, you must not act rashly. Long Wu’s skills are formidable…”

Before Master Du’e could finish, Ye Qiu raised his right hand and made a gesture of “six.”

In an instant, Master Du’e realised something and looked at Ye Qiu in shock. “Benefactor Ye, have you comprehended the fourth sword?”

Ye Qiu shook his head. “It’s six swords.”

Hiss—

Master Du’e gasped, his face full of astonishment.

To comprehend the Six Meridians Divine Sword so quickly—was he even human?

While Master Du’e was in shock, Ye Qiu stepped out of the Enlightenment Tower.

As he emerged from the tower, he felt a chilling aura lock onto him.

Ye Qiu looked ahead and saw a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a round face and a slightly plump figure.

The old man’s eyes stared coldly at Ye Qiu, unblinking.

“Are you Long Wu?” Ye Qiu asked as he walked forward.

“That’s right, I am Long Wu.” Long Wu’s smile carried a hint of murderous intent.

Ye Qiu said, “You’re quite ugly.”

Long Wu’s beard trembled with anger.

Can’t you speak like a normal person?

Ye Qiu continued, “I’ve seen Long Qi, Long Ba, and Long Jiu. They were all quite ugly too, but you’re uglier than them.”

Long Wu: “…”

Ye Qiu laughed. “What a pity you weren’t there when Long Jiu died. It was truly tragic.”

Whoosh!

Long Wu suddenly stood up, his face cold with rage. “Kid, provoking me won’t do you any good.”

“If I don’t provoke you, will you not kill me?” Ye Qiu countered.

Long Wu said, “Whether you provoke me or not, I will kill you.”

Ye Qiu chuckled. “Exactly. Since you’re going to kill me anyway, isn’t it amusing to rile you up a bit before we fight?”

Amusing?

To hell with amusing!

Long Wu’s face darkened.

“I heard you’ve been in seclusion for years and your skills are impressive. Let me see what you’ve got!”

Ye Qiu declared loudly.

Having inherited the divine monk’s century of inner strength, he now felt brimming with power and was eager for a fight.

“Before we fight, I have one question.” Long Wu said, “Are you Ye Wushuang’s son?”

Ye Qiu asked, “You really want to know?”

Long Wu nodded.

Ye Qiu said, “Why should I tell you? Just because you’re ugly? Long Wu, don’t treat your ugliness as something to brag about. It’s quite disgusting.”

Damn you!

Long Wu was so angry his nose nearly twisted, snorting, “I’m worried that after we fight, you’ll be a corpse and won’t have a chance to speak.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely have a chance to speak. As for you…” Ye Qiu glanced at Long Wu and said, “Your death is near.”

“What, you think you can kill me?” Long Wu laughed loudly. “You don’t have the strength or the qualifications…”

“Enough.” Ye Qiu cut Long Wu off, impatiently saying, “Stop yapping and let’s fight.”

“Hmph, since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish.”

As Long Wu’s words fell, he charged forward, throwing a punch at Ye Qiu’s face.

Ye Qiu remained calm, raising his fist and striking out lightly.

Seeing this, Long Wu sneered inwardly. Competing with me in strength? That’s just asking for death.

Boom!

Their fists collided.

Ye Qiu stood rooted to the spot, unmoving.

Huh?

Long Wu was slightly surprised. Though he had only used fifty percent of his strength, even a master on the Dragon List couldn’t withstand it. Yet, Ye Qiu had blocked it.

“Long Wu, didn’t you eat? Your strength is so weak,” Ye Qiu mocked.

“Seeking death!” Long Wu increased his power by twenty percent, his fist surging forward.

Yet, Ye Qiu seemed rooted to the ground, still unmoving.

What?

Long Wu’s eyelid twitched. This kid could block seventy percent of my strength?

“I get it. You didn’t skip a meal—you’re just too old and lack strength,” Ye Qiu taunted again.

“Then I’ll show you my full power.”

Long Wu stepped back two paces, then frantically channelled his inner strength, concentrating all his power into his right fist, and threw a fierce punch at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu met it with a punch of his own.

Their fists collided.

“Ah…” Long Wu let out a scream and was sent flying backwards.

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Master Du’e was about to ascend the tower to find the divine monk Kong Jian when suddenly, a scream echoed from outside.

“Ah…”

Oh no!

Master Du’e thought Ye Qiu had been injured and hurriedly ran out of the Enlightenment Tower, only to freeze in place.

He saw Ye Qiu standing still while Long Wu had been sent flying.

“This…”

Master Du’e thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. He rubbed them vigorously and looked again.

Long Wu had indeed been sent flying.

“How is this possible?”

“Long Wu is so powerful. How could Benefactor Ye possibly knock him back?”

“What in the world is going on?”

Master Du’e was filled with confusion.

Equally puzzled was Long Wu himself.

“Clang!”

Long Wu crashed to the ground over twenty metres away, feeling as if his entire body had fallen apart.

Ignoring the pain, he quickly scrambled to his feet, staring at Ye Qiu in shock and asking, “How do you have such profound inner strength?”

Ye Qiu grinned. “Guess.”

“Given your age, it’s impossible for you to have such deep inner strength. There must be something strange going on…”

Long Wu stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowing as he roared, “Did that old bald donkey Kong Jian pass his power to you?”

Ye Qiu said in surprise, “You actually guessed it. You old thing, your brain isn’t that dim, but it’s a pity you’re too ugly.”

To hell with you and your ugliness.

Your whole family is ugly!

Master Du’e, overhearing their conversation nearby, paled and thought to himself, “If Master passed his power to Ye Qiu, doesn’t that mean Master’s life is nearing its end?”

With this thought, Master Du’e turned and rushed back into the tower, hurriedly ascending to the fourth floor.

When he saw the divine monk Kong Jian’s ashen face, Master Du’e’s eyes reddened.

“Master, why did you do this?”

Tears fell from Master Du’e’s eyes.

Though he and the divine monk Kong Jian were master and disciple, Kong Jian had treated him exceptionally well. Having lived together for decades, their bond was like that of father and son.

The divine monk Kong Jian said, “My time is near, so it’s better to grant Benefactor Ye a great opportunity.”

“Benefactor Ye is a man of great destiny, with a limitless future. Du’e, if you face difficulties in the future, you can seek Benefactor Ye’s help.”

“There’s no need to feel sad. You should be happy for me, as I will soon go to the Pure Land to meet the Buddha.”

Kong Jian pointed to the spot beside him and softly said to Master Du’e, “Come sit and watch the power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword with me.”

Master Du’e quickly sat beside Kong Jian, and the two looked down at the scene below.

Below the tower.

Ye Qiu beckoned to Long Wu with a finger, saying, “Come here and meet your death.”

His tone was arrogant.

His actions were full of provocation.

Long Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly, “Kid, let me tell you, even if you’ve gained that old bald donkey’s power, you can’t possibly absorb it all in such a short time.”

“Besides, fighting isn’t just about strength—it’s also about speed.”

“Now I’ll show you just how fast I am.”

As Long Wu’s words fell, his body turned into a blur, swiftly appearing beside Ye Qiu. His five fingers curled like hooks, aiming for Ye Qiu’s shoulder.

He intended to rip off one of Ye Qiu’s arms.

But just as Long Wu’s hand touched Ye Qiu’s shoulder, Ye Qiu shook his arm, knocking Long Wu’s hand away.

Long Wu seemed to have anticipated this outcome. As he moved past Ye Qiu, his right hand clenched into a fist, striking like lightning towards Ye Qiu’s lower abdomen.

Long Wu sneered.

“Hmph, brute strength alone isn’t enough in a fight. It’s about skill and speed. The martial arts of the world are unrivalled when it comes to speed. I refuse to believe you can block me at this speed.”

Suddenly, the smile on Long Wu’s face froze.

Because his right fist had been firmly grasped by Ye Qiu.

“How is this possible? How can his speed be faster than mine?”

Long Wu was stunned and tried to pull his fist free from Ye Qiu’s grip, but no matter how hard he tried, Ye Qiu’s hand was like an iron clamp, holding his fist tightly.

Long Wu quickly reacted, pressing his left palm towards Ye Qiu’s chest.

If this palm strike landed, Ye Qiu would either die or be severely injured.

Long Wu felt a bit smug, believing that at such close range, with his skills, Ye Qiu couldn’t possibly dodge his palm.

“Kid, who told you to hold onto my fist? Now you’ve outsmarted yourself, haven’t you?”

Long Wu laughed smugly.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a sword’s cry rang out.

Before Long Wu could react, a bloody hole was pierced through his palm, and blood splattered across his face.

“Ah…”

Long Wu screamed in pain.

“Bang!”

Ye Qiu kicked Long Wu, sending him tumbling to the ground.

“Who says the people from the Forbidden City are all masters? In my eyes, they’re just a bunch of trash.”

Ye Qiu mocked, “Long Wu, end your own life!”

“You’re so ugly. If I have to do it, won’t that dirty my hands?”

Damn it, can’t you speak properly?

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Long Wu went mad with rage, roaring three times in succession, scrambling to his feet and lunging at Ye Qiu again.

This time, Long Wu used his trump card.

He employed a terrifying fist technique, with three streams of true qi swirling around his fist. In an instant, the sky was filled with fist shadows, enveloping Ye Qiu.

Boom!

Ye Qiu clashed with Long Wu’s fist, his expression slightly changing.

After receiving Kong Jian’s century of inner strength, not only had his inner power increased, but his physical strength had also grown significantly. Combined with his cultivation of the Nine Revolutions Dragon Technique, the strength in a single arm now reached ten thousand jin.

This was why, earlier, when Long Wu used his full strength, not only did he fail to defeat Ye Qiu, but he was sent flying instead.

But now, after clashing fists with Long Wu, Long Wu didn’t retreat a single step.

Long Wu said darkly, “I was careless earlier, which let you get the upper hand.”

“Now, with the enhancement of three streams of true qi, you can’t do anything to me.”

“Kid, use your strongest move!”

“Otherwise, once I use my other trump cards, you won’t have a chance to strike.”

Ye Qiu suppressed his surprise and said calmly, “I’m afraid if I use my strongest move, you won’t be able to withstand it.”

“What a joke! I’m a peerless master of the Forbidden City. How could I not withstand you?” Long Wu urged, “Hurry up, use your strongest move.”

“Fine, since you want to die faster, I’ll grant your wish.”

After speaking, Ye Qiu raised both hands towards Long Wu.

There was no trace of killing intent in his hands.

Long Wu laughed loudly, “This is your strongest move? It’s laughable, hahaha…”

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a deafening sword cry rang out.

“Six Meridians Divine Sword!”

Long Wu finally realised what was happening, but it was too late. Ye Qiu’s body soared into the air, his fingertips continuously unleashing sword qi, treating Long Wu like a living target.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, six bloody holes appeared on Long Wu’s body.

One of the holes was at Long Wu’s throat.

Bright red blood gushed from Long Wu’s throat, like a broken faucet, unstoppable.

It was a shocking sight!

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Long Wu clutched his throat with both hands, his pupils wide with disbelief as he stared at Ye Qiu.

“You… you…”

He hadn’t expected to meet such an end before even using his trump card.

Even more unexpected was that Ye Qiu had mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword of the Heavenly Dragon Temple.

“If I had used my strongest trump card from the start, I wouldn’t have lost so easily. Even if I died, I would’ve taken this kid down with me.”

Long Wu felt deeply aggrieved.

Ye Qiu said calmly, “Didn’t you want to know about my background? Now I’ll tell you—Ye Wushuang is my father.”

So he really is Ye Wushuang’s son!

A fierce killing intent flashed in Long Wu’s eyes. Even on the brink of death, he still wanted to kill Ye Qiu.

Gathering all his remaining strength, he took two steps forward, then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Blood gushed endlessly from his throat as his body convulsed.

Ye Qiu walked up to Long Wu and said, “You should feel happy now, because you’ll soon meet Long Jiu and Long Liu.”

“And it won’t be long before you see your other brothers.”

“I’ll send them all down to keep you company.”

Long Wu struggled to lift his head, grinding his teeth as he said, “Ye… Ye Qiu… even as a ghost… I won’t let you go!”

Ye Qiu stomped down hard, crushing Long Wu’s head underfoot.

Splat!

Blood splattered everywhere.

Long Wu’s head was flattened by Ye Qiu’s foot.

“I’m not even afraid of you alive, so why would I fear you as a ghost?”

Ye Qiu snorted coldly, glancing back at the Enlightenment Tower, where he saw the divine monk Kong Jian and Master Du’e sitting on the fourth floor.

He hurriedly rushed to the fourth floor.

“Divine Monk…” Ye Qiu called out upon reaching the fourth floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

There was no response. Kong Jian sat motionless.

Ye Qiu’s heart tightened. He quickly stepped behind Kong Jian and called again, “Divine Monk…”

“Master has already gone to the Western Pure Land,” Master Du’e said calmly, turning his head.

Ye Qiu’s eyes instantly welled up with tears. “If it weren’t for me, the Divine Monk wouldn’t have left so soon. It’s all my fault.”

“Benefactor Ye, don’t blame yourself. Master’s time was near. Even if he hadn’t passed his power to you, he wouldn’t have lasted much longer.”

Master Du’e glanced at Kong Jian and said, “There’s a smile on Master’s face, which means he passed away content.”

“He witnessed the power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword in his final moments and had no regrets.”

“Oh, by the way, this is Master’s last message.”

Master Du’e pointed to the ground.

Ye Qiu looked down and saw two sentences written on the ground beside Kong Jian.

“I came from the void, and to the void I return!”

Master Du’e said, “Master was the former abbot of our Heavenly Dragon Temple and once served as the president of the Buddhist Association. His understanding of Buddhism was profound, and having lived for a century, he held great prestige in the Buddhist community and had many followers.”

“Before Master passed, he told me that after his death, I should scatter his ashes into the void and not disturb others.”

“Also, Master asked me to pass on a request to Benefactor Ye.”

Ye Qiu said, “Please tell me, Master.”

Master Du’e said, “Master would like Benefactor Ye to help carve a spirit tablet for him and place it on the first floor of the Enlightenment Tower.”

Ye Qiu agreed immediately, “Alright!”

To him, Kong Jian was not only a great monk but also his benefactor.

Master Du’e said, “Benefactor Ye, I’d like to spend some time with Master. Please don’t disturb us.”

Ye Qiu nodded slightly and turned to leave.

At that moment, Master Du’e added, “Master also left a gift for Benefactor Ye, placed on the beam of the seventh floor of the Enlightenment Tower. Go retrieve it quickly!”

Hearing this, Ye Qiu grew curious.

What gift had the Divine Monk left for him?

He went to the seventh floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

Looking up, he saw a square iron box hanging from the beam by a rope.

Ye Qiu raised his hand, unleashing a burst of sword qi to cut the rope. The iron box fell, and he caught it with one hand.

Ye Qiu placed the iron box on the ground and gently opened it. Inside, he saw a neatly folded, bright yellow kasaya.

The kasaya was old, clearly having seen many years.

Hmm?

Ye Qiu was somewhat surprised.

“What does it mean for the Divine Monk to give me a kasaya?”

“Is he suggesting I become a monk?”

“Surely not?”

Puzzled, Ye Qiu took the kasaya out of the iron box.

He glanced inside again.

There was nothing else in the iron box.

Ye Qiu shook out the kasaya and noticed that its back was covered in text and some diagrams.

He spread the kasaya out and carefully read the text and examined the diagrams, his face instantly filled with shock.

“The Second Form of the Grass Sword Technique!”

Ye Qiu never would have imagined that this kasaya contained the cultivation method for the Second Form of the Grass Sword Technique.

“Divine Monk, oh Divine Monk, how can I ever repay your immense kindness?”

Ye Qiu was deeply moved.

Immediately, he began practicing the Second Form of the Grass Sword Technique according to the method on the kasaya.

Three hours later.

Ye Qiu had mastered the Second Form of the Grass Sword Technique. He placed the kasaya back in the iron box, then carried the box to the fourth floor of the Enlightenment Tower.

Kong Jian and Master Du’e were still sitting side by side as before.

Thud!

Ye Qiu knelt behind Kong Jian, adjusted his robes, and said solemnly, “The Divine Monk’s great kindness is beyond repayment. I vow that, in my lifetime, I will protect the Heavenly Dragon Temple.”

Then, Ye Qiu kowtowed three times to Kong Jian.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Master Du’e stood and helped Ye Qiu to his feet, pressing his palms together. “Amitabha, Benefactor Ye, this is all your destiny. There’s no need for thanks.”

Ye Qiu shook his head and said, “If it weren’t for the Divine Monk’s help, I might have died at Long Wu’s hands today. I’m alive because of the Divine Monk’s gifts.”

“Not only did the Divine Monk pass his century of inner strength to me, but he also gave me the cultivation method for the Second Form of the Grass Sword Technique.”

“I can never repay the Divine Monk’s kindness in this lifetime.”

Ye Qiu handed the iron box to Master Du’e and said, “Master, please take this back.”

Master Du’e asked, “Has Benefactor Ye learned the Second Form of the Grass Sword Technique?”

“Yes.” Ye Qiu nodded.

Master Du’e marveled, “Benefactor Ye’s martial arts talent is truly astonishing.”

“Many years ago, Master chanced upon the Second Form of the Grass Sword Technique on a stone carving and recorded it on the kasaya. After bringing it back, Master and I studied it together and found the sword technique’s power too immense, so neither of us comprehended it.”

“Benefactor Ye, if you don’t mind, you can keep Master’s kasaya as a memento!”

“Thank you, Master,” Ye Qiu said gratefully.

“There’s no need for thanks, Benefactor Ye. Now I must attend to Master’s final affairs.”

With that, Master Du’e carried Kong Jian’s body and descended the tower.

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On the open ground in front of the Wudao Pagoda.

Master Du’e placed the body of Venerable Kongjian on the firewood, then lit the wood with a torch.

Afterward, Master Du’e sat on the ground, hands clasped in front of his chest, reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra to pray for Venerable Kongjian.

“Venerable, may you journey well.”

Ye Qiu stood nearby, watching Venerable Kongjian’s body engulfed in raging flames, and bowed deeply.

The fire burned for half an hour.

An astonishing sight appeared.

Venerable Kongjian’s body remained completely unscathed.

Ye Qiu exclaimed in shock, “Truly a realized monk.”

Master Du’e added more firewood.

The fire burned for another hour, and Venerable Kongjian’s body gradually turned to ash.

Remarkably, during the cremation, there was no smell of burning flesh, but instead, a strange fragrance like sandalwood emanated.

After the flames died out,

Master Du’e retrieved a clay jar from the first floor of the Wudao Pagoda to collect Venerable Kongjian’s ashes.

Suddenly,

Master Du’e knelt before Venerable Kongjian’s ashes, proclaiming loudly, “Congratulations, Master, for ascending to the Land of Ultimate Bliss.”

Ye Qiu noticed that, at this moment, Master Du’e’s face showed no trace of sorrow, but rather some excitement.

Why was the master so excited?

At that moment, Master Du’e said, “Benefactor Ye, come here, let me show you something miraculous.”

Ye Qiu approached Master Du’e.

Master Du’e gently sifted through Venerable Kongjian’s ashes, and instantly, a white, round bead appeared in Ye Qiu’s sight.

The bead was crystal-clear, like a gem, shimmering with a faint glow.

Ye Qiu asked in confusion, “What is this?”

“Benefactor Ye, have you ever heard of sharira?” Master Du’e asked.

“I’ve heard of it,” Ye Qiu said, his eyes widening, “Master, is this a sharira?”

Master Du’e nodded with a smile, “Indeed, this is a sharira.”

Ye Qiu was stunned.

Sharira, a transliteration from Sanskrit, typically refers to the relics of the Buddha, also called Buddha relics. It is said to have originated with Shakyamuni, the founder of Buddhism.

After Shakyamuni’s passing, his disciples found many colorful, crystal-like, jade-hard relics in his ashes, revered as sharira.

Later, these relics were distributed to renowned temples worldwide as sacred treasures.

Buddhist scriptures say that sharira is obtained through the practice of discipline, concentration, and wisdom, combined with great vows, making it extremely rare and precious.

Throughout history, sharira have appeared occasionally, but only monks of exceptional practice and boundless merit could produce them.

For example, Zen Master Xuyun.

At eighteen, Xuyun became a monk and practiced diligently at Yongquan Temple for nine years. From the age of twenty-seven, he traveled to Buddhist holy sites across the country for over twenty years, visiting places like Mount Emei and the three great monasteries in Tibet, and even making pilgrimages abroad.

As his fame grew, Zen Master Xuyun gained the court’s recognition, receiving a copy of the Dragon Canon, along with a purple robe, a jade seal, and the title “Master of Buddhist Compassion and Dharma Propagation.”

This was a rare honor at the time, reflecting Xuyun’s esteemed virtue.

In 1959, on the thirteenth day of the ninth lunar month, the 120-year-old Zen Master Xuyun passed away. After cremation, hundreds of five-colored sharira were found, causing a sensation.

This was not an isolated case.

Like Venerable Mengcan of Mount Wutai, who, after passing away at 103, left behind hundreds of sharira.

There was also Elder Chuanjing, who, foreseeing his end, refused food and water. When doctors tried to administer an IV, he removed the needle himself, sat in meditation, and passed away peacefully after nine days without food or water.

Elder Chuanjing’s sharira were smooth, varied in color, and differed in size, some as small as prayer beads, others as large as an adult’s fingernail.

Among the most renowned sharira were those of Master Kuanneng.

After passing away at 94, Master Kuanneng left behind several sharira, one of which was about five centimeters tall, resembling Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva seated on a lotus throne. Its features and adornments were naturally formed, vivid and lifelike, with prayer beads encircling the Bodhisattva’s head, leaving onlookers in awe.

This sharira is enshrined at Haining Zen Temple’s Thousand Buddha Pagoda in Huaguo Mountain, and those with the opportunity may see it.

These are all real occurrences in modern history.

Ye Qiu never imagined he would one day see a sharira with his own eyes.

What shocked him even more was that, as Master Du’e sifted through the ashes, more sharira appeared, in red, green, yellow, black, and white, and in great numbers.

Master Du’e hurriedly ran into the Wudao Pagoda, retrieved a large glass jar, and began collecting Venerable Kongjian’s sharira.

“One, two, three…”

“One hundred!”

“Three hundred!”

“Five hundred!”

“Seven hundred… seven hundred seventy-five, seven hundred seventy-six, seven hundred seventy-seven!”

A total of seven hundred seventy-seven sharira!

Ye Qiu was astounded.

Master Du’e, equally shocked, said, “In Buddhism, seven is a special number, not merely a numeral, but a symbol of perfection.”

“My master left behind seven hundred seventy-seven sharira, signifying great perfection.”

“Congratulations, Master!”

After speaking, Master Du’e kowtowed nine times before the glass jar containing the sharira.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Ye Qiu let out a gasp, saying, “Master, look.”

Master Du’e turned and saw Ye Qiu pointing at Venerable Kongjian’s skull.

After the cremation, Venerable Kongjian’s skull remained intact.

Master Du’e carefully lifted the skull and examined it, discovering patterns resembling Sanskrit script, with a clear swastika symbol in the center.

“My master lived a life of compassion, spreading the Dharma in his youth and meditating in his old age, truly a great monk of his generation.”

After speaking, Master Du’e carefully placed the skull in the glass jar.

Then, he scooped handfuls of Venerable Kongjian’s ashes into the clay jar, carried it to the seventh floor of the Wudao Pagoda, and scattered the ashes into the air, letting them drift with the wind.

I came from the void, and to the void I return.

Ye Qiu understood that Master Du’e was fulfilling Venerable Kongjian’s final wishes.

During this time, Ye Qiu carved a spirit tablet for Venerable Kongjian and placed it on the altar on the first floor of the Wudao Pagoda.

After scattering the ashes, Master Du’e returned to the first floor, saw the spirit tablet Ye Qiu had carved, and said gratefully, “Thank you, Benefactor Ye.”

Ye Qiu replied, “This is what I should do, Master, no need for thanks.”

Master Du’e asked, “Long Wu’s body is still outside, Benefactor Ye, how do you plan to handle it?”

Ye Qiu said, “I will arrange for someone to send Long Wu’s body back to the Forbidden City, so Long Qi and the others can see his tragic state.”

Master Du’e said with concern, “Benefactor Ye, if you do this, I’m afraid the Forbidden City will be furious.”

Ye Qiu smiled, “I want them to be angry.”

Master Du’e was taken aback.

What was Ye Qiu planning?

Was he trying to provoke the Forbidden City? Or was he declaring war on them?

Miracle Doctor Chapter 700

Master Du’e, concerned that Ye Qiu’s actions would provoke the Forbidden City, advised, “Benefactor Ye, this old monk believes your plan is unwise.”

“There are still many skilled masters in the Forbidden City. If you thoroughly enrage them, they will surely come to kill you.”

“Moreover, in your current state, it is not advisable to declare war on them.”

Ye Qiu said, “Master, thank you for your concern, but you have overlooked one fact, my father is Ye Wushuang.”

“Long Wu, fresh from seclusion, already suspected my identity, which means Long Qi and Long Ba had long suspected it as well.”

“Based on their principle of rather killing a thousand by mistake than letting one escape, whether I provoke the Forbidden City or not, they will come to kill me.”

“Therefore, I plan to take advantage of Long Yi still being in seclusion, using Long Wu’s body to thoroughly enrage Long Qi and Long Ba, lure them out of the Forbidden City, and eliminate them in one fell swoop.”

Ye Qiu continued, “Sooner or later, there will be a life-and-death battle between me and the Forbidden City.”

“I want to take out a few of them before that final battle.”

“That way, when the decisive battle comes, I might have a sliver of a chance to win.”

Upon hearing this, Master Du’e asked, “Benefactor Ye, have you considered what will happen if Long Qi and Long Ba don’t take the bait?”

Ye Qiu smiled, “Then I’ll use Long Wu’s body to rile them up a bit.”

“Benefactor Ye, this old monk still believes it is unwise,” Master Du’e said, “Once Long Wu’s body is sent back to the capital, based on the wounds on his body, Long Qi and Long Ba will know that Benefactor Ye has mastered our Tianlong Temple’s supreme technique, the Six Meridians Divine Sword.”

“Those two, though old, are not senile.”

“Even if they are furious, they won’t take the risk to come after you, especially since Long Liu was killed by a mysterious master, making them even less likely to act recklessly.”

“Not only that, they will also realise that Benefactor Ye’s strength has greatly increased.”

“At that point, not only will you fail to lure out Long Qi and Long Ba, but you will also expose your own trump card.”

“This old monk believes that, at this moment, Benefactor Ye should bide your time and quietly improve your cultivation, keeping the Forbidden City unaware of your true strength.”

“Only then will you have a greater chance of victory when the final battle arrives.”

Ye Qiu was visibly astonished.

He had always thought Master Du’e was somewhat dull, but only now did he realise that Master Du’e was extraordinarily astute.

“Listening to your words is worth ten years of study, Master, you are truly a man of great wisdom.”

After saying this, Ye Qiu silently muttered three words in his mind.

Old fox!

Master Du’e continued, “Benefactor Ye, with my master ascending to the Land of Ultimate Bliss, this old monk, as his disciple, must observe three years of mourning. In the days to come, I cannot accompany you, so please take care.”

Ye Qiu said, “The Venerable showed me great kindness, and this junior has no way to repay it, so I shall stay here to keep vigil for the Venerable for three days.”

Master Du’e clasped his hands together, “Amitabha, thank you, Benefactor Ye!”

“No need for thanks, Master, I will first deal with Long Wu’s body.” After speaking, Ye Qiu set Long Wu’s body ablaze with a single torch.

…

Two days later.

In the Forbidden City, the council hall.

In the centre of the hall stood a jet-black paulownia wood coffin, containing Long Liu’s body.

Long Qi and Long Ba stood on either side of the coffin, their faces etched with worry.

“Five days have passed since Fifth Brother left, why haven’t we heard anything?” Long Ba said.

Long Qi replied, “Tomorrow is Sixth Brother’s funeral, if Fifth Brother doesn’t return soon, he won’t make it. Old Ba, give Fifth Brother a call.”

Long Ba said, “I’ve already called Fifth Brother dozens of times, all unanswered.”

“Tianlong Temple is in the remote Wuliang Mountain in Dali, probably no signal there!” Long Qi said, yawning, his face full of fatigue.

“Seventh Brother, didn’t you rest well last night?” Long Ba asked with concern, “You’re not young anymore, you must take care of your health.”

Long Qi waved his hand, “It’s nothing, just feeling uneasy lately, had nightmares all last night.”

Long Ba was startled, “Seventh Brother, I’ve been inexplicably anxious these past two days, and I also had a nightmare last night.”

Long Qi asked, “What nightmare?”

Long Ba said gravely, “I dreamt of Fifth Brother covered in blood, struggling in a sea of flames. He was waving at me as he struggled, I wanted to save him, but the fire was too fierce, I couldn’t get through…”

Before Long Ba could finish, Long Qi interrupted, “Was Fifth Brother shouting loudly in the dream, saying he died horribly and urging you to avenge him?”

Long Ba nodded, “Yes, Fifth Brother kept calling out to me in the dream, saying, Old Ba, you must avenge me, I died so horribly.”

“The most terrifying part was that Fifth Brother’s entire head was flattened, as if it had been crushed.”

“I don’t know why I had such a nightmare, I woke up in a cold sweat last night…”

As Long Ba finished, he turned to Long Qi, only to see Long Qi’s face pale as paper, and hurriedly asked, “Seventh Brother, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Long Qi’s lips trembled as he said, “The nightmare I had last night was exactly the same as yours, I also dreamt of Fifth Brother struggling in a sea of flames, calling for me to avenge him, his entire head crushed.”

“What?” Long Ba was shocked, saying in disbelief, “How could we have the same dream?”

Long Qi said with a grave expression, “All dreams carry omens, Fifth Brother may be in trouble.”

Long Ba said, “Fifth Brother can’t be reached, Seventh Brother, shall we head to Tianlong Temple at once?”

Long Qi shook his head, “If Fifth Brother is really in trouble, by the time we get there, it’ll be too late.”

“Besides, if someone with Fifth Brother’s skills has met with misfortune, us going there would just be walking into death.”

“Moreover, we still haven’t identified the killer of Sixth Brother.”

“So, no matter what, the two of us must not leave the Forbidden City, only by staying here are we safe.”

Long Ba said, “The day Fifth Brother left, he sent word that he had arrived at Wuliang Mountain.”

“According to our informants, the only people in Wuliang Mountain besides Venerable Kongjian and Du’e are Ye Qiu, Lin Jingzhi, and Qian Duoduo.”

“Lin Jingzhi and Qian Duoduo are ordinary people, unskilled in martial arts.”

“As for Ye Qiu, though he has the strength to rival Dragon List masters, Fifth Brother could kill him with one hand.”

“As for Du’e, even you, Seventh Brother, could defeat him, so he certainly isn’t a match for Fifth Brother.”

“Unless…”

At this point, a glint of murderous intent flashed in Long Ba’s eyes, “Unless that old bald donkey Kongjian made a move.”

Long Qi ordered, “Have our informants keep a close watch on Wuliang Mountain, report immediately at the slightest movement.”

“Whether Fifth Brother is in trouble or not, we must not act rashly for now, wait until Big Brother and the others come out of seclusion, then none of the Forbidden City’s enemies will escape alive.”

As Long Qi spoke, a chilling coldness surged in his eyes.

“Ye Qiu, Ye Wudi, and that old bald donkey Kongjian, just you wait, your days are numbered!”