Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1475 618: An Unexpected Person, Buddhist Sect's Scheme

The situation downstairs seemed to have taken a sharp turn for the worse for Fairy Han and her people!

No one had expected that Buddhist Sect expert to be so terrifying—fighting many with just himself, yet in such a short time slaughtering the people of the Celestial Net Dao Sect so miserably it was hard to look.

"What a terrifying bald donkey!"

The Soul-devouring Sword trembled slightly, Xie Wuyi's pupils shrank, and the look he cast out the window carried a hint of dread: "Once the Great Sun Tathāgata Spell fully takes shape, everything within ten miles will be turned into a Pure Land of the Buddhist Sect."

"Shouldn't you be going to help the people of the Celestial Net Dao Sect? What are you making things hard for me for?"

Li Yunjing sharply caught the slight loosening in the other's tone.

"We need to make a deal."

Xie Wuyi withdrew his longsword and flicked out a talisman from his sleeve. "I know who you are! Even if you were reduced to ashes, I'd still remember you! In front of me, you have nowhere to hide!"

He paused, then gave an evil grin. "If you agree, I'll spare your life! If you don't, I'll report to the Celestial Net Dao Sect immediately—you're as good as dead."

"Does Xie Wuyi really know who I am? Is he not just trying to trick me?"

Xie Wuyi's words made Li Yunjing's heart give a jolt.

A very bad premonition rose in his chest!

Could it be that this former defeated opponent had really found his flaw back then and recognized him?

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Just then, the inn's ceiling suddenly collapsed with a roar, and a ten-zhang-tall Golden Body Buddha statue stepped through shattered bricks and tiles as it came forward.

The statue's eyes drooped, an "卍" character in its palm, golden light flowing; it actually pressed down and killed Fairy Han with one palm!

The dozen or so Celestial Net Dao Sect disciples led by Fairy Han were all slaughtered on the spot by the middle-aged monk.

Li Yunjing's figure shot like lightning, using the collapsing beams and pillars as cover to dart through the ruins, while Xie Wuyi's transmitted voice clung to him like a bone-deep curse: "You can't escape Celestial Net Island! Stop, quickly, let's talk. Otherwise, I'll expose your identity right away!"

The Soul-devouring Sword's edge brushed past his ear, slicing the stone lion by the roadside into fine powder.

On the street, every step the Golden Body Buddha statue took shattered swathes of buildings, and the surviving cultivators scattered like startled birds.

Meanwhile, reinforcements from the Celestial Net Dao Sect were also converging from all directions, intent on cutting that monk down.

Li Yunjing suddenly veered into a side alley on the left and came to a stop.

"Xie Wuyi, what do you think you're doing?"

Li Yunjing looked coldly at Xie Wuyi, who had chased him into the alley.

"What am I doing?"

Xie Wuyi sneered, giving Li Yunjing a once-over. "Never thought that after we parted back then, your cultivation would have grown even stronger."

"If you've got something to say, spit it out!"

Li Yunjing's brows lifted; he was clearly impatient.

"Fine! Straightforward!"

Xie Wuyi's grin twisted viciously. "You know what kind of man I am! I, Xie Wuyi, have always been ruthless and faithless! You, exalted as the Vice Sect Leader of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, hold high rank and power, rich as hell—surely you've got quite a bit of wealth on you?"

"Hmm?"

A murderous fury surged in Li Yunjing's heart. So this was extortion?

This Xie Wuyi really was courting death!

At this distance, he already had full confidence he could kill Xie Wuyi in one blow; if not for wanting to know what Xie Wuyi's purpose was in coming here, he would have acted long ago.

Against a mere Xie Wuyi, he no longer felt any fear.

"The Shenxiao Dao Sect is dripping with wealth; as Vice Sect Leader, you must be carrying some valuable toys, right?"

Xie Wuyi licked his lips, the Soul-devouring Sword turning half a circle in his palm. "Leave your Storage Ring, and throw in a few Tier Four Magical Treasures as a bonus, and I'll pretend I never saw you. How about it?"

"Xie Wuyi, you're really greedy."

Li Yunjing's pupils tightened, but outwardly he curled his lips into a cold smile. "Tell me this: how exactly are you going to guarantee you won't sell me out? I don't believe a word you say."

"Heh heh!"

Xie Wuyi's gaze turned vicious as he sneered. "I'm going to be a cat playing with a mouse, slowly playing you to death! Hand over your things, and for three days I won't report anything. I'll give you time to run!"

He suddenly lowered his voice, glancing toward the roaring battlefield outside the alley. "After those three days are up, your fate is your own."

His words cut off abruptly.

From the distance came the Buddha chant of Golden Wheel Temple's monks; the ten-zhang Golden Body shattered the last remaining pavilion, and the "卍" in its palm suddenly burst forth with blinding golden light.

A full dozen Golden Core Realm Cultivators from the Celestial Net Dao Sect appeared, clashing with that monk in a life-and-death battle.

Outside the alley, the enraged roar of the Celestial Net Dao Sect's Supreme Elder suddenly rang out: "Bald thieves of Golden Wheel Temple, come and die!"

"Seize!"

Seeing Xie Wuyi shaken by the battle outside, Li Yunjing seized the chance to bring forth the Purple Gold Gourd. With a single toss into the air, he captured Xie Wuyi and sucked him inside.

"Go!"

Without the slightest hesitation, while the Buddhist Sect expert's attention was split, Li Yunjing threaded his way through street after street and once more returned to the Mingjing Commerce Association.

Li Yunjing slipped into the secret chamber of the Mingjing Commerce Association and, with a backhand, laid down a Barrier.

The Purple Gold Gourd quivered lightly in his palm, and from within came Xie Wuyi's furious roar: "Li Yunjing! If you dare Soul Search me, Golden Wheel Temple will never let you off!"

"Golden Wheel Temple?"

Li Yunjing's heart stirred, the corner of his mouth lifting in a cold smile as pale blue Soul Search light gathered at his fingertip. "So you've thrown in your lot with those bald thieves of the Buddhist Sect?"

The Soul Search light at Li Yunjing's fingertip slithered into the Purple Gold Gourd like a spirit snake, and in an instant the candle flames in the secret chamber began to flicker in a strange way.

Ripples spread across the surface of the gourd, and scene after scene, like reflections cast on water, slowly unfolded in his mind.

In the images, damp moss crawled up along the stone walls, tinting the secret chamber in an eerie green.

The air was thick with the mingled stench of rotting wood and blood.

Seven bronze candle stands encircled a simple stone table, their dancing flames an uncanny indigo, stretching the shadows of the two people present into long, twisted shapes.