Chapter 53: Surrounded by Enemies on All Sides

Meanwhile, the elderly monk, who had quietly delivered the last rites to over twenty people outside the woods, appeared before the two in the blink of an eye. He chanted softly, "Amitabha, Patron Qi, trust you have been well since we last met."

The man and woman were none other than Qi Junyue, known as the number one expert in the world, and Su Ying, recognized as the second.

"Wuxiang, what is the meaning of this?" Qi Junyue asked, his expression full of vigilance.

"Amitabha, Patron Qi, there is no need for alarm. This old monk merely wishes to discuss the Dharma with the two of you," the elderly monk Wuxiang replied with a calm expression.

"Discuss the Dharma? Are you joking?" Su Ying looked at him, consumed by rage.

"Patron Su, a murderous intent has arisen within you. If that is the case, this old monk does not mind sending you on your way."

Throughout, Wuxiang remained completely expressionless, yet the feeling he projected to the two was one of surging, overwhelming murderous intent.

"Bald donkey, you have quite some nerve. Let us see who exactly gets sent on their way." Su Ying declared, waving her delicate hand as she prepared to attack.

"Su Ying, stop at once! Do not offend the Master," Qi Junyue hastily stepped forward to hold her back.

Once a fight broke out, there would be no room for reconciliation, and besides, the two of them might not even be a match for this monk Wuxiang.

Others might not know, but Qi Junyue was acutely aware that had Wuxiang not been unwilling to step outside the Ends of the Earth Temple, there would likely be no one in the world able to contend with him.

"Wuxiang, there is no grievance or enmity between us. To imprison us here is hardly appropriate, wouldn't you say?" Qi Junyue asked, lowering his posture completely.

Su Ying did not understand why the dignified Master of Yaoguang Sacred Land would act with such humility, but she was no fool and quickly came to her senses.

With a humble tone, she said softly, "Senior, it was this junior who was rude. However, the two of us have urgent business to attend to, so we hope Senior can grant us convenience."

"Amitabha, this old monk already stated that today, the two patrons will listen to me expound upon the Dharma." Wuxiang found a spot and sat down cross-legged.

Just like that, under the old monk's control, the two of them remained completely immobilized inside the inn.

By now, the two of them understood that the old monk had come to block their path, yet there was nothing they could do.

The street remained bustling with voices as Lin晨 and his companion pulled the old donkey, slowly stepping forward.

"Let's go get something to eat," Xie Mengmeng reminded him.

Yet Lin晨 gazed into the distance at a heroic-looking woman, remaining silent for a long time.

He was debating whether to go and kill her right now, or to plan it out carefully.

Interrupting his train of thought, Xie Mengmeng prompted, "Alright, let's go!"

Deciding that it would be better to plan the matter thoroughly—lest killing her now startled the enemy and proved counterproductive—he nodded.

They entered the Yuelaike Inn one after the other. However, Lin晨 had never been one to spend extravagantly.

He casually selected a lower-class room, ordered a table full of delicacies, and began to devour the food voraciously, his mouth glistening with grease.

Watching his eating habits, Xie Mengmeng said with annoyance, "Were you a starved ghost in your past life? No one is going to steal it from you."

Using the excuse of finishing the meal quickly to get things done sooner, Lin晨 brushed her off simply.

After eating and drinking their fill, the two rested there for the night. Xie Mengmeng tried to seduce Lin晨 once more.

She stuck out the tip of her tongue to lick her lips and asked with pleading eyes, "Lin晨! Do you really feel nothing at all?"

"Nothing. How could I possibly dare to have any thoughts about you?" Lin晨 immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum.

"Such a wooden block."

Seeing that he remained utterly unmoved, she could only shake her head and give up in boredom.

The night passed.

In Nanyang City, every street and alley was abuzz with discussions about Lin晨 killing two disciples of the Yaoguang Sacred Land.

Meanwhile, Lin晨 also learned from the chatter that the Master of Yaoguang Sacred Land had claimed she would kill him with her own hands and had also arrived in Nanyang City.

This sent a chill down his spine, making him all the more cautious.

However, the Master of Yaoguang Sacred Land did not appear for a long time. Instead, they ran into Yan Ruyu on the street.

Her expression was rather unsightly, and unusually, she did not cause trouble for the two of them.

Lin晨 frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "Could it be that she's turned over a new leaf?"

Xie Mengmeng also asked curiously in a low voice, "She wouldn't go running off to snitch to their Sacred Master, would she?"

"Regardless of whether she did or not, we must be careful. She might just drive a sword into your back when you least expect it."

Exchanging these words, the two of them walked out of Yan Ruyu's line of sight.

Only then did Yan Ruyu slowly come to a halt, murmuring to herself, "I'm sorry, Lin晨!"

Stepping forward with her sword in hand, she launched a lightning-fast, direct assault toward Lin晨's back with the speed of an echo.

Sensing this sudden sword strike first, Xie Mengmeng cried out in warning, "Lin晨, look out!"

At the same time, she unleashed a palm strike. A massive palm print brushed past the longsword.

Maintaining its full momentum, the strike surged toward Lin晨's back. In the flash of a single spark, Lin晨 executed a violent flash step, narrowly dodging certain doom.

Clang!!!

Accompanied by the piercing sound of a longsword leaving its scabbard, Lin晨 had no time to think. He instantly drew the blade at his waist and stepped forward to support Xie Mengmeng.

Under the fierce onslaught of the two, Yan Ruyu gradually found herself on the defensive.

Seeing this, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "What are you all waiting for? He is Lin晨! If not now, when?!"

Before her voice had even faded, no fewer than a hundred people swarmed in wave after wave from all directions. The previously quiet street instantly filled to capacity with people.

Even the rooftops and upper floors housed figures glaring at the two with murderous intent.

At that moment, the two found themselves surrounded by enemies on all sides. They pressed their backs against each other, watching the hundreds of figures with intense vigilance.

Even Xie Mengmeng, a minor grandmaster, grew extremely tense and said, "What do we do? I'm afraid there's no saving the situation this time."

"No matter what, we still have to try," Lin晨 said with a resolute gaze.

Yan Ruyu slowly stepped forward, wearing a conflicted expression as she spoke, "Lin晨, I'm sorry. You killed my older brother, so I have no choice but to avenge him. Furthermore, you killed a core disciple of the Yaoguang Sacred Land; you won't walk out of Nanyang City today. My master, the Yaoguang Sacred Master, has already arrived."

"I told you before, if you want revenge, come get it. Spare me the nonsense. Whether we can leave or not is not for you to decide," Lin晨 said coldly.

At his words, Yan Ruyu waved her delicate hand, and the crowd rushed forward wave upon wave.

Lin晨 turned to Xie Mengmeng and said, "Thank you for helping me so much. I'm afraid I won't be able to repay you in this lifetime."

"Meeting you actually made me quite happy. No matter what, I have never regretted it," Xie Mengmeng said earnestly.

"Then good. Let's kill! Taking down even one more of them is a win," Lin晨 declared with the air of one generously walking to his death.

Before his voice finished trailing off, both of them charged into the enemy ranks, facing the overwhelming torrent of lethal attacks.

Lin晨 drew a sharp breath, but things had already reached this point, and with no better options available, they could only hack and slash their way out a bloody path.

Back to back like two cornered beasts, Lin晨 and Xie Mengmeng rushed fiercely toward the rushing tide of enemies.

For a moment, the gleam of blades and flashes of swords flickered, while the sounds of battle shook the heavens and the earth.

Lin晨 wielded his longsword, every swing unleashing a fierce sword aura that laid enemies low wherever it passed.