Sign In Buddha's Palm Chapter 233

Edited by:Mochiusagi

For Su Qin, it was a surprise to meet Xuan Ku here. Also, the reason why he didn't acknowledge Xuan Ku yet was because he wanted to see Xuan Ku's progress in the past 20 years.

With Su Qin's current strength, seeing through Xuan Ku Cultivation Base was easy.

But Cultivation Base was just Cultivation Base. Combat ability couldn't be judged by simply seeing through one's level.

“These people are really shameless. They are bullying one person!”

Li Wan clenched her fists and said in anger.

“In a fight between Martial Artists, as long as you can survive, it doesn't matter if you gang up on someone or rely on the strong to bully the weak.” Su Qin looked at Li Wan and preached.

“I know Third Uncle…” Li Wan nodded.

At this moment, it's not just Li Wan who wanted to know how Xuan Ku would deal with the four Evil Path Martial Artists, and who's stronger and weaker. The crowd was also watching the battle intently, while making guesses in their hearts.

On the second floor of the inn.

In an inconspicuous corner, the owner had his hands resting behind the back of his head as he leisurely looked at the battlefield outside.

“Say, Holy Monk Xuan Ku or these four Evil Path Martial Artists, which side will win?” The chubby owner asked with interest.

If any other Grade 1 Great Grandmaster took notice of this corner, they would be shocked to find that words of the inn owner only sounded within three meters of his body. Beyond that and the sound would be cut off.

This was one way of using Divine Sense. This chubby and unremarkable inn owner was actually a Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, who had at least transformed his Divine Sense.

“Sir, the four Evil Path Martial Artists are powerful and have many techniques, but Holy Monk Xuan Ku is a Buddhist monk. He has Buddhist Internal Strength that specializes in restraining Evil Path Martial Artists.”

A scholar next to the inn owner thought for a while and continued: “My guess is that although the four Evil Path Martial Artists can suppress Holy Monk Xuan Ku, the latter would still win in the end.”

“What you said is pretty accurate.”

The chubby inn owner slightly nodded, then he suddenly asked, “Since you can see this, then why do you think that these four Evil Path Martial Artists still pushed through with their attack?”

If a Martial Artist knew that he couldn't beat his opponent, why would he still dive into the fight?

Even outsiders like the scholar can see the situation. Naturally, wouldn't the four Evil Path Martial Artists who had been escaping from Holy Monk Xuan Ku know the gap between them?

Also, if they could beat Holy Monk Xuan Ku together, then why were they hunted down across several tens of thousands of li?

When the scholar heard this, his face changed slightly. He looked at the inn owner and whispered: “Sir, what do you mean?”

“The four Evil Path Martial Artists are just bait.”

The inn owner shook his head and continued: “Holy Monk Xuan Ku brings justice to evil and he has killed nearly ten Evil Path Grade 1 Great Grandmasters in the more than ten years after he ascended. He even took several shots to break some of the old monsters.”

When the inn owner arrived at this point, he paused for a while and sighed slightly: “If the Shaolin Temple hadn't had an Arhat, I'm afraid that there would have been old monsters that had attacked Xuan Ku already.”

“Since they know that Shaolin Temple has an Arhat, why are the four Evil Path Martial Artists still being used as bait?” The scholar questioned.

“Naturally, it was because someone wanted to see if the Arhat is still in the Shaolin Temple.” The inn owner's expression had a hint of wonder: “Throughout the ages, whether it be Legends or Arhats, they always leave and go overseas.”

“Since the Arhat of the Shaolin Temple has not appeared for nearly 20 years, he must have also left.”

“So, those old monsters couldn't help it anymore.”

A sneer appeared on the inn owner's chubby face: “When the Arhat of the Shaolin Temple was present, these old monsters did not dare to do anything.”

“But now that he has left…”

When the chubby inn owner said this, he did not continue, but what he wanted to express was obvious.

“Of course, even if the Arhat did leave, no old monster would dare to attack the Shaolin Temple directly.”

“Who knows how many means were left behind by the Arhat in the Shaolin Temple.”

“But not daring to attack the Shaolin Temple, doesn't mean that they would just forever allow Xuan Ku to kill their ranks.”

The inn owner slowly said: “As far as I know, the Evil Emperor who entered Secluded Cultivation 70 years ago, exited some time ago. I once observed him from a distance and his strength should be at Grade 1 Great Perfection.”

“The Evil Emperor…”

The scholar sucked in a breath of cold air.

70 years ago, the Evil Emperor was able to move unhindered in the whole world. He was ruthless and even the leaders of the countries were afraid of him.

Although the armies of various countries can suppress him if they surround him, he would still be able to escape. Once they pissed off the Evil Emperor, he could turn into the world's most dangerous assassin that would be the bane of the Imperial families of the countries at that time.

If it were not for the fact that during that same time the Demon Lord also appeared in the Demon Sect and kept the Evil Emperor at bay, he would've wreaked havoc in the world long ago.

Unfortunately, whether it was the Evil Emperor or the Demon Lord, they still needed to enter Secluded Cultivation in order to reach a higher realm.

“Sir, if the Evil Emperor takes action, shall we stop him?” The scholar cautiously asked.

“Stop him?”

“I am not an opponent of the Evil Emperor. Even if I wanted to stop him, I wouldn't be able to.”

The inn owner shook his head.

Although he was a Peak Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, he was still inferior compared to the Evil Emperor, who was at the Grade 1 Great Perfection. He could save himself against the Evil Emperor, but saving someone was impossible.

“Sir, if the Evil Emperor kills Xuan Ku, is he not afraid of the Shaolin Temple…” The scholar couldn't help but say.

Xuan Ku was not just some random person. Behind him was the Shaolin Temple. As a Great Sect who had produced an Arhat in this era, their current foundation was as stable as it could get.

Furthermore, according to some rumors, Xuan Ku was the disciple of that Arhat…

“Shaolin Temple?”

The inn owner said with a smile: “The Evil Emperor was more than 120 years old before he entered Secluded Cultivation. After 70 years, he should be more than 190 years old. With his max lifespan of 200 years, it won't be long till he kicks the bucket.”

“Now, do you think the Evil Emperor at this time would care about the Shaolin Temple?”

The inn owner whispered.

This was also why he was unwilling to stop the Evil Emperor.

The current Evil Emperor was simply a lunatic because he knew that his lifespan was ending anyways. Not to mention that the inn owner's strength was not as good as the Evil Emperor. Even if his strength was equal to that of the Evil Emperor or slightly better, he was still not willing to do anything with the Evil Emperor, who had nothing left to lose.

“It seems it's very hard for Holy Monk Xuan Ku to return alive.” The scholar said, full of emotion. Holy Monk Xuan Ku can be said to be the most powerful in the younger generation of the Shaolin Temple, with endless potential. It was even possible for him to reach the Arhat Realm.

However, potential was potential and before he fully developed, nothing was guaranteed.

“The Evil Emperor is about to take action.”

The inn owner eyed an area outside the inn with a thoughtful look. His Divine Sense had already been transformed, so he can faintly perceive an evil aura hidden in that corner.

It was the Evil Emperor.

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At the same time, in the direction where the inn owner was watching, a man with a deep gaze stood with his hands behind his back.

“Shaolin Temple?”

“Arhat's Inheritance?”

This deep-eyed man was the Evil Emperor. At this moment, he was eagerly looking at Xuan Ku, who was fighting the four Evil Path Martial Artists.

“Hmph.”

“Everyone in the world thinks that the reason for my action was because the Evil Path Martial Artists have fallen one after another.”

The Evil Emperor's thoughts fluctuated, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face: “But why would I care? They can die all they want, what impact will it have on me?”

The Evil Emperor's expression was full of coldness.

“Xuan Ku is the strongest disciple of this generation's Shaolin Temple. Before the age of fifty, he became a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster.”

“There must be some inheritance of that Venerable in his body.”

The Evil Emperor licked his lips and whispered to himself: “If I kill Xuan Ku and take away his inheritance from him, maybe I can take that step.”

Thinking of this, the Evil Emperor got excited.

Although he was not a Buddhist disciple, and there's also a chance that even if he had inheritance from the Arhat, he may not understand it, but it's better than having nothing.

Furthermore, even if Xuan Ku did not have the inheritance of the Arhat, the Evil Emperor would still do the same (killing Xuan Ku) to force the Shaolin Temple to use its heritage. It would be best if they took out the artifacts left by the Arhat when they tried to hunt him down.

“The artifacts left by the Arhat contain strands of Divine Sense of the Arhat, which can exert some of the power of an Arhat.”

“If I face an Arhat, I will definitely die, but if it's only a strand of Divine Sense, I might be able to take the last step under its pressure.”

The Evil Emperor thought in his heart.

He had very little lifespan left, and he will die of old age after two or three years at the latest, so he could only make the riskiest moves.

“As long as I can take that step, even if I cast aside all facade with the Shaolin Temple and even if the Arhat returns from overseas, what can they do?”

A trace of madness appeared on the Evil Emperor's face.

In fact, no matter which era, it was absolutely foolish to provoke a force that had just produced a Legend or Arhat.

But the Evil Emperor had no choice. If he drags on, he will die of old age. So instead of watching his blood decay, he might as well take a fight. If he fails, he will just die in advance, but if he succeeds, he will be reborn.

“It's really a pity that I have to do this ”

“Your potential is much stronger than mine.”

“If you proceed step by step, you can definitely enter Grade 1 Great Perfection before the age of 150, and then have enough time to reach higher levels.”

The Evil Emperor coldly looked at Xuan Ku in the distance, then with a cruel expression appeared on his face: “But unfortunately, you met me.”

“For my own benefit, you can go die.”

The Evil Emperor took a step and prepared to make a move. Once he killed Xuan Ku, he would then search for the Arhat's inheritance.

However, just when the Evil Emperor was about to take action.

The void suddenly condensed, the Heavens and Earth began to twist. The evil Emperor only felt his everything going stagnant.

Before the Evil Emperor could react, he found that he had already arrived in the inn.

“This is?!”

The Evil Emperor opened his eyes wide and a stormy sea was set off in his heart.

He lifted his head subconsciously and saw a man with a calm expression sitting not far away. Beside this man was a little girl, looking at him in surprise.

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