Sign In Buddha's Palm Chapter 121: Sign

Chapter 121: Sign-In! Blood Bodhi!

Edited by: Mochiusagi

The people in the Imperial Palace were alarmed.

Meanwhile, Su Qin just came to the Crop Altar in a leisurely manner.

It stands to reason that the Crop Altar should be forbidden for ordinary people to approach it, but Su Qin is the 'Brother-in-law' of the current Emperor. So would the guards in the Crop Altar dare to stop him?

“It just so happened that today's Sign In opportunity has been refreshed. So might as well.”

Su Qin stood in front of the Crop Altar and had a slight expectation in his heart.

Through numerous Sign In experiences, Su Qin discovered that the Crop Altar is the equivalent to the Shaolin Temple's Bodhi Court, which will give him treasures that can enhance his strength.

For example, Innate Spirit Liquid…

“System, Sign In.”

Su Qin said silently in his heart.

[Congratulations!]

[Signed In successfully!]

[Obtained 3x 'Blood Bodhi'!]

The System rang in Su Qin's ears.

“Blood Bodhi?”

Su Qin's mind merged into the System Storage and soon found the three Blood Bodhi that had just appeared.

The Blood Bodhi was scarlet red, just like blood.

According to the introduction of the System, Blood Bodhi has the effect of increasing power and treating serious injuries.

“Can this thing be eaten?”

Su Qin returned to the East Palace, sat cross-legged, and took out a Blood Bodhi from the System Storage.

Su Qin took a closer look at the Blood Bodhi. He found that this kind of fruit looked crystal clear and near-transparent. It also looked like there was blood flowing inside of it in its veins. As Su Qin was holding it in his hand, he could feel its hot temperature.

“No, this isn't blood.”

Su Qin shook his head slightly.

[Gulp~]!

Su Qin then swallowed the Blood Bodhi.

“It's sweet and sour, its taste is not bad. At least, much better than those medicinal pills…”

Su Qin chewed on the Blood Bodhi a few times before swallowing, his mouth was fragrant.

Finally, the Blood Bodhi turned into strands of heat that moved towards Su Qin's limbs.

“Not bad.”

“It is similar to Innate Spirit Liquid.”

Su Qin felt its effects carefully and judged in his heart.

The help provided by one Blood Bodhi, to Su Qin, is equivalent to a drop of Innate Spirit Liquid.

Apart from this, the biggest difference between the Blood Bodhi and Innate Spirit Liquid is that the former is more refreshing.

As for the other effect of Blood Bodhi, which is treating serious injuries…

Su Qin hasn't felt it, because Su Qin's Body has already undergone four transformations and coupled with him entering the 4th Heavenly Layer, his Body is always in its Peak State. That's why if he is injured, he will quickly recover and there is no need to use the Blood Bodhi, not to mention feel its effects.

“I didn't expect to have a surprise in today's Sign In.”

“It seems that I need to visit the Crop Altar more in the future.”

Su Qin thought.

After almost a year of Signing In to the entire Imperial Palace, Su Qin discovered a dozen places where he could Sign In repeatedly and the Crop Altar is one of them.

When Su Qin silently checked, he noticed that Chang'an City had a mixture of fish and snakes. There were many Martial Artists from all over the world gathering here, wanting to witness the battle of the two Peak Grade 1 Sword Gods.

The matter between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue have long been spread to the world.

Even seeing Grade 1 Great Grandmasters fighting is very rare, let alone Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmasters.

Now that they have such an opportunity, many people naturally have been attracted.

In an Inn in Chang'an City.

Many Martial Artists were eating and chatting.

“Say, who is stronger? Baiyun City Lord or Lord Ximen?” A thin man asked.

“Can't say…”

An elder shook his head slightly and said, “Whether it is the City Lord or Ximen, they are both Peak Grade 1 Sword Gods. The outcome between the two will depend on who draws the sword faster.”

The others also nodded.

Normally, two Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmasters battling each other would need hundreds of exchanges to decide who will win.

However, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue may just end with just a few moves.

That's because both are swordsmen and both are good at attacking. Basically, one sword strike can determine life and death.

“According to rumors, two years ago, two Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmasters died outside the Imperial Palace. Since Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue will be fighting here, will the Tang Empire sit back or become the fishermen who will draw the benefits at the last moment…”

The thin man suddenly thought of something, lowered his voice and continued to ask.

“Hehe…”

The elder laughed, and replied: “You think that there is a Legend in the Imperial Palace, don't you?”

“En, that is exactly what I thought at the time.”

The thin man nodded.

After all, defeating a Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmaster and killing a Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmaster are completely two concepts.

Anyone who reaches Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmaster is not a fool. If he can't beat the opponent, he will escape.

Even more, at that time, there were two Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmasters.

“You think too much.”

The elder shook his head and said: “How could a Legend exist? If the Tang Empire does have a Legend, it would have been publicized already. So how could there be no movement even until now?”

The other Martial Artists were lost in their thoughts.

Indeed.

If there was a Legend standing behind the Tang Empire, then wouldn't the Tang Empire begin dominating other countries?

“Then how do you explain the two Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmasters that died?” The thin man seemed to be puzzled by this still, and asked.

“It's easy.”

The elder said calmly: “Eunuch Zhao has never been seen ever since the Emperor died two years ago.”

“Many people speculate that it was Eunuch Zhao who struck at that time, stopping King Wuyang and Yin Jiu Bat by burning his Life Essence and perished together.”

“Of course, there may be other possibilities.”

“But anyway, would Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue dare to stroll here if there is an old monster lurking in the shadows?”

The elder said slowly.

“So that's how it is.”

The thin man also realized it.

Inside the Imperial Palace.

Emperor Li Sheng was sitting on the Dragon Throne.

“Your Majesty, there are Many Martial Artists in Chang'an City, should we drive them out?”

Shangshu, the Ministry of War bowed and asked.

“No need.”

Emperor Li Sheng thought for a while and shook his head.

The Tang Empire's energy should be directed towards the night of the full moon. As for the Martial Artists gathered in Chang'an City, they were not worth mentioning.

If the Tang Empire can block Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, then these Martial Artists naturally wouldn't dare to mess around. Likewise, if the Tang Empire can't stop them, it doesn't make much sense to drive away those Martial Artists.

“How is the army mobilized?”

Emperor Li Sheng solemnly asked.

“Reporting back to Your Majesty, they are on standby outside Chang'an City. They can enter the city according to Your Majesty's will.”

Shangshu respectfully said.

“Good.”

Emperor Li Sheng slightly nodded, he then fell into deep thought. No one knew what he was thinking.

Chapter end