Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1947 - 457: The Living Buddha Takes Action (Part 2)

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Previously on Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!...
Chen Jie reflects on the weakness of sheltered cultivation after defeating the old eunuch. He takes the eunuch's possessions, finding the "Sunflower Manual" and a mysterious Mulan Buddhist scripture. Chen Jie then loots the inner treasury with his subordinates and retreats from the burning Imperial Palace. He finds Liu Futong besieging the Ancestor Tower and notes the presence of Daqian's white Dragon of Destiny.

Chen Jie spoke, and Liu Futong responded, "Hmm, yes, and it’s said that this White Dragon has quite a background."

Chen Jie looked at him and asked, "Background, what kind of background?"

Liu Futong replied, "Do you know how this White Dragon is activated?"

Chen Jie looked surprised, gazing at Liu Futong, and Liu Futong continued, "This Dragon of Destiny is activated by the white Dragon Ball left by Han Dynasty’s Emperor when he slew the white snake, which is also the lifeline of this tower."

After hearing this, Chen Jie looked at the White Dragon in the sky and said, "Activated by the Dragon of Destiny of Han Gaozu to stimulate the Daqian Destiny."

As Chen Jie thought about it, he couldn’t help but recall a story once told on the internet, which spoke of Kublai, the founding emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, who openly claimed to be a descendant of Han Gaozu Liu Bang after entering the Central Plains, even jokingly nicknamed Liu Bilie by netizens~

Of course, the humorous aspect was mostly exaggerated, but considering the current scene where Daqian’s national fortune manifests as the Great Han’s White Dragon, perhaps it wasn’t all unfounded.

Thinking this way, Chen Jie looked at Liu Futong and said, "Brother, we should let the others retreat, leave some here to dismantle the iron plates and create pressure, that’s enough, otherwise, it won’t be easy to withdraw."

Upon hearing this, Liu Futong promptly said, "Yes, it’s time to retreat."

Saying this, Liu Futong immediately had people start discreetly withdrawing, while Chen Jie was fixated on the Divine Eagle soaring in the sky. The white Divine Eagle circled in the air for a long time before heading straight towards the Great Buddha Temple.

Witnessing this scene, Chen Jie quickly instructed the ordinary martial artists and cultivators who were smashing the Iron Tower to leave promptly.

The necessary pressure had been applied, and now it was up to the Living Buddha.

Chen Jie and Liu Futong exchanged a glance, and then Chen Jie said, "Brother, I haven’t tested this Dragon of Destiny’s power, could you cover me while I try to strike it with a palm?"

Chen Jie was genuinely curious about the strength of this Dragon of Destiny, so he proposed trying to strike it with his palm.

At this moment, Chen Jie merged his palms together and prepared to unleash the Seventeen Dragon Capturing Palms to the fullest, executing his strongest move, [Kanglong Youhui].

Suddenly a palm strike was unleashed, accompanied by a resonant dragon roar echoing through the sky and earth, "Aoooh, aoooh..."

As the dragon roar resonated in the air, a massive golden dragon rushed towards the Dragon of Destiny in the sky.

Chen Jie initially thought his strength was inferior to Liu Futong’s, and his palm strike was even less likely to match Liu Futong’s in power, so it shouldn’t provoke much of a reaction from the Dragon of Destiny.

But as Chen Jie unleashed his strike, the leisurely Dragon of Destiny suddenly became alert.

This was followed by a heaven-shaking roar directed at Chen Jie, a growl of perceived threat; Liu Futong, even as a Fourth Transition expert, hadn’t prompted such a reaction from the Dragon of Destiny.

It remained unconcerned, yet Chen Jie’s mere Melting God 0th Transition strike, possibly only a tenth of Liu Futong’s palm’s power, provoked anxiety in the Dragon of Destiny, a tension akin to encountering a peer.

Though the strike seemed unimpressive, the Dragon of Destiny engaged at full potency.

What did this feel like?

It was as if the Dragon of Destiny were a fierce tiger, and Liu Futong’s previous palm strike akin to an old bull; a fierce tiger wouldn’t react emotionally to an old bull.

But Chen Jie’s strike, what was it?

It was a smaller fierce tiger; does that make sense?

Though the strike wasn’t powerful, it imposed the pressure associated with a creature of equal rank on the Dragon of Destiny.

This young tiger, though not as sturdy as the old bull, held infinite potential.

Aooo...

For the first time, the Dragon of Destiny proactively attacked, colliding with Chen Jie’s dragon in an overwhelmingly domineering fashion.

Boom!

A thunderous loud noise followed as the towering Iron Tower shook violently, something that had never happened before!

"Hidden Dragon!"

At this moment in the Great Buddha Temple, Living Buddha Basiba, who had maintained a composed demeanor, suddenly stood up, a look of astonishment on his face!

And then came the sound of an eagle’s cry from the sky: "Aooh~"

Basiba quickly regained composure, stretched out his hand, and the next moment, a giant white eagle dove from the sky. As it descended, Basiba extended his left arm, and the eagle landed.

Perched upon Basiba’s slight arm, it was truly a small arm supporting a large eagle.

The eagle’s descent conveyed a message to Basiba.

Through the eagle’s vision, Basiba saw Dharma Ba trapped outside the Heavenly Prison, observed the Zoroastrian Sect’s army blocking Boluo Timur’s effort to march for the king’s aid, and finally witnessed the breached Imperial Palace, where a group was assaulting the Ancestor Tower.

Basiba frowned deeply; if it was merely a group of ordinary people attacking the Ancestor Tower, he wouldn’t be concerned, but that strike just now was clearly made by someone with the Hidden Dragon destiny attacking the Ancestor Tower, posing a considerable threat.

Despite the Hidden Dragon’s defining weakness, possessing it involved an emperor’s destiny.

In other words, there was now an individual with the emperor’s destiny inside the Imperial Palace, representing a grave threat.

The Living Buddha felt anxious.

Currently, all available forces within the Capital were largely occupied or restrained, leaving only him to act, yet he sensed something awry, an invisible hand orchestrating everything from behind.