Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1756 - 407: Demon Slayer Monk and the Melt God Pill (Part 4)

The Demon Slayer Monk managed to evade her twin sword assaults. Witnessing the descent of a third blow, he retaliated instantly with a palm strike aimed directly at Master Jue Mie.

"You withered crone, is that not sufficient!"

The Demon Slayer Monk's verbal barbs were exceptionally sharp. He degraded the venerable Emei Sect Leader to the level of a common village shrew.

Master Jue Mie was nearly overcome with fury, her glare burning, wishing she could skin the Demon Slayer Monk alive.

Yet, the Demon Slayer Monk possessed not only a venomous tongue but also ferocity in his combat. At that very moment, he disarmed Master Jue Mie of her Jade Maiden Sword and followed through with a devastating punch directed at her chest. Should this strike have landed, Master Jue Mie would have been spitting blood, even if she managed to survive.

However, precisely then, a figure materialized before the Demon Slayer Monk, a golden radiance flickering and illuminating the vast sky.

Bang!

A resounding collision ensued, and the Demon Slayer Monk's punch reverberated with the distinct tone of a golden bell. The Shaolin Abbot Kongwen now stood as a shield before Master Jue Mie.

He had taken the Demon Slayer Monk's punch head-on.

Bang!

With the Golden Bell Shield activated, Master Kong Wen absorbed the blow. The Demon Slayer Monk, observing the futility of his strike, turned his gaze to Master Kong Wen.

He bellowed in aggravation, "Well done, you bald ascetic! I always suspected you harbored feelings for the old nun Jue Mie, and now you're taking blows for her. Hah, is your heart aching?"

"You... Amitabha Buddha!"

Master Kong Wen nearly lost his composure due to the Demon Slayer Monk's outrageous assertions. What possible connection could he have with Master Jue Mie?

Utter falsehoods, sheer fabrication!

The Demon Slayer Monk declared icily, "Amitabha Buddha, that phrase is leading you to conspire with the Master; you lecherous bald donkey, endure my twin blows!"

The Demon Slayer Monk let out a roar and then unleashed a rapid succession of punches upon Master Kong Wen.

Bang, bang, bang...

Master Kong Wen met each strike directly. While he could initially hold his ground, he eventually began to falter under the assault.

At this critical juncture, Song Yuanqiao could no longer remain a spectator. He advanced, skillfully sidestepping the Demon Slayer Monk's assault with a sword thrust. The Demon Slayer Monk grunted in frustration, "Song Yuanqiao, I never anticipated you, a lustful Taoist, would interfere. Do you also wish to contend with the monk for the Master's favor?"

"Demon Slayer Monk, cease your insolence!"

Song Yuanqiao's brow furrowed as he thrust his longsword, compelling the Demon Slayer Monk to retreat. The Demon Slayer Monk appraised Song Yuanqiao and the blade's shimmering energy, remarking, "Impressive. Merely a step away from ascending to the Melt God Realm. Perhaps in a month or two, you will achieve it."

Song Yuanqiao offered no reply but instead proclaimed, "Demon Slayer Monk, our Six Great Sects harbor no animosity towards you, yet you callously slew the Taishan Sect Leader, publicly insulted the Emei Master, and dared to strike the Shaolin Master. Such flagrant transgressions necessitate our formal demand for justice from the imperial court!"

"Justice? What manner of justice do you seek? The superior fist dictates the truth!"

As the Demon Slayer Monk uttered these words, he lunged at Song Yuanqiao, who soon found himself in an increasingly precarious situation. The Demon Slayer Monk taunted, "Ha, Song Yuanqiao, you are premature in your challenge. You ought to reach the Melt God Realm before confronting me; otherwise, victory shall forever elude you!"

Just then, a fierce cry pierced the air, "Demon Slayer, desist your arrogance and receive this blade from this elder nun!"

"Amitabha Buddha, and accept this palm strike from this elder monk!"

Upon hearing these declarations, the Demon Slayer Monk's eyes widened as he perceived both Master Jue Mie and Master Kong Wen launching a coordinated assault.

Now united with Song Yuanqiao, even the notoriously arrogant Demon Slayer Monk sensed that a definitive victory was not assured. With a cold, dismissive laugh, he declared, "You vipers and vermin conspire against me; I shall not deign to engage further."

With that, he employed his Qinggong technique and swiftly pursued the direction Chen Jie had taken.

Master Jue Mie moved to give chase but was intercepted by Song Yuanqiao, who advised, "Refrain from pursuit; we currently hold the advantage in this engagement. To pursue now might jeopardize our superior position."

Master Jue Mie's brow creased at his words, and she turned to Kong Wen for his opinion, "Master, what is your assessment?"

"Bleugh~"

Master Kong Wen expelled a mouthful of blood, evidence of the grievous injuries inflicted by the Demon Slayer Monk's relentless punches.

"Let us adhere to Hero Song's counsel! We have discharged our duties; the remainder rests upon Mr. Chen's individual destiny!"