Book 9 Chapter 12

Is Shaolin Buddhist monks an ornament?

I'll never forget the excitement and emotion of that day.

And after that, Long Tianming will always have the honor of Shaolin and the honor of the Gu Fa.

I had the mindset that I was representing the honor of young blood.

After that, you'll be able to see how they never give up, even in the toughest training.

I stayed out of sight and out of mind.

It was a bone-and-flesh penance, but it didn't break his resolve. The burden on his shoulders was too great for that.

"But what is this guy talking about?

Bi Ryuyeon, the man who had surpassed Long Tianming's common sense, raised his finger and pointed at Long Tianming's sword. It was exuding an expensive-looking aura that piqued his interest.

"Is that a black ornament? I like the spiky ones, and they look really expensive!"

Long Tianming's mind staggered for a moment.

If you look at a Shaolin monk and think it's an ornament, you have a level of insensitivity.

"How dare you try to put a price on this thing of immeasurable value, don't you realize that that in itself is already blasphemy!"

Long Tianming was furious. It was as if Shaolin's honor had been insulted once and for all. Despite Long Tianming's furious rant, Bi Ryuyeon only pretended to listen.

"Huh? Is that a real ornament? It's an unusual sword that doesn't smell like blood at all."

Long Tianming was stunned by Bi Ryuyeon's sharp point. Clearly, this sword was not a blood-fed sword.

"The sword of Shaolin is not drawn lightly. And the sword of Shaolin does not see blood."

It was a conviction as strong as a mountain, unshakable.

As Yong Tianming had said, his Nephrite Goddess Sword had never been drawn since he had appeared in the Great Hall. This was because he had never felt the need to use it.

Besides, it was impossible to draw a Shaolin divine weapon casually, and even if it did happen, his other sword, the Hundred Dragon Sword, would suffice. To him, this Jade Goddess Sword was like a divine outsider entrusted to him by Shaolin for a short time.

In all her years with Shaolin, the Jade Goddess Sword had never seen blood. Naturally, it was safe to say that it rarely smelled blood.

Dharma's Thirteen Swords!

Based on the Mahayana Banya Divine Art, this is Shaolin's most powerful martial art and the only one of its kind, performed with the Jade Goddess Sword.

In Shaolin, a school that emphasizes kung fu, zhang, qi, and kon, the existence of this sword method is a very unique and unusual martial art. It is said to have originated when the second great master Hui Jia was playing with a sword to get rid of his free spirit. Although it was created while fooling around, if a martial arts and lawlessness genius played with it for more than 30 years, it was already a profound martial art or a real masterpiece. A systematic foundation had been established, and a new sword style had been created.

However, its true power has never been fully realized, but legend has it that it is the strongest in Shaolin. The reason for the legend is that not a single person has yet mastered the true Extreme Will.

In order to qualify for the Nephrite Goddess Sword, a Shaolin treasure, there are gateways that must be passed. One could never become the master of the Nephrite Goddess Sword until he had mastered and passed the Dharmic Thirty-Three Swords to the fifth level, so the Nephrite Goddess Sword was entrusted to Master Huizheng until he had passed through all the gateways of Shaolin. These were the gateways that had produced so many Shaolin legends: the Eighteen Gates of Shaolin and the Seventy-Two Pavilions. It was also the source of the actual creation of modern Shaolin.

Yong Tianming did not disappoint the expectations of those around him; he broke through these gates as the youngest person ever to do so. He showed everyone that he was worthy.

When he passed through the Eighteenth Gate of Shaolin and the Seventy-Third Lotus Pavilion, the sword kept by his master, Ambassador Huizheng, was returned to him.

Yong Tianming would never forget the glory and joy of that moment.

The Jade Goddess Sword he had received back then still hung preciously on his belt. True to Shaolin's prioritization of mercy, the sword had yet to see blood. In the last hundred years since the Heavenly Blood Tax, there had been no such records. Time had diluted the smell of blood from a hundred years ago.

The wielder of the Nephrite Godsword,

Without seeing blood

The power to overpower your opponent

You'll need to nurture it.

I could still hear my teacher's words ringing in my ears.

"Master, do you think we'll be able to settle this without seeing blood this time?

As Bi Ryuyeon's smirk continued to get on his nerves, Long Tianming didn't find it easy to control himself. Still, he had to endure it, at least until the string of patience he possessed snapped.

A person of Yong Tianming's stature was not in a position to be angry, even if he wanted to be. He would consider the situation around him before venting his joy or pain. This was the extreme difference between Maharishi and Long Tianming.

"This Nephrite Goddess Sword is not meant to see blood! I have no desire to see blood either, but that doesn't mean I'm going to sit idly by and watch this happen. I can't leave this place like this, and I can't watch this commotion. Therefore, as your senior, I command you. Let go of my hand!"

It wasn't a command or a plea. Usually, if he said it enough, it rarely went unexecuted, but there were exceptions.

There was one thing Yong Tianming had overlooked, and that was the fact that no one hated being told what to do more than Bi Ryuyeon. Usually, when this happens, she's the one who sulks.

"Black is for seeing blood, otherwise it's just a black ornament."

If you can, settle it with a sword. As a Long Tianming, Bi Ryuyeon's attitude was a clear challenge to the entire Guzheng Society.

"Has he lost his fear?

Everyone he knew was normal, so there wasn't a single person like Bi Ryuyeon who was disrespectful. Still, Yong Tianming persevered and endured one more time. He had the qualifications to stand above others.

"Killing is not the sword's ultimate purpose. The sword serves as a compass for those who wield it, and for those who walk the path of the martial arts, though it is not without its share of misdirections. How many of those who wield the sword have walked the true path of the Divine Sword?"

Yong Tianming's words were an indisputable statement.

"Indeed! You seem to think you're not lost, and that's very confident of you. A common characteristic of directions that usually go astray is that almost all of them think they're right and don't question the path they're on, not realizing they're walking into an absurdly remote place."

But no matter how much she argued, it didn't stop her from getting on board.

People don't panic when there's a warning or a sign. So how do you make people panic?

Flash!

Without warning, Long Tianming's White Dragon Sword was drawn out in a white trajectory that resembled a white flash. Moreover, its speed was dazzling.

Eek!

A pure white flash of light pierced through Bi Ryuyeon's body.

"Yuck!"

Both Na Yerin and Eunseulan let out a short scream. It seemed as if the Long Tian Ming's sword had sliced Bi Ryuyeon in two.

There were those who saw this and rejoiced. The majority of the people were of the opinion that the way to be seen by the world was to be free of the Bi Ryuyeon that had stolen the lips of their idol.

But something very unfortunate happened to them.

"Bam! I don't even have an apple yet……."

Bi Ryuyeon, who looked like he'd been cut in two by Long Tianming's sword, was unharmed. Instead, he was clenching and unclenching his empty right hand. It was the same hand that had been holding the Maha Spirit just a moment ago. He had been so focused on evading Long Tianming's surprise sword strike that he had unconsciously let go of the spirit's hand.

"Is it an afterimage?"

Long Tianming asked in astonishment, his natural interest piqued by witnessing a technique that could dazzle even his own eyesight.

"Great, you dodge my sword so perfectly!"

Bei was stunned and wondered, but it was all an illusion. It had been a long time since the first move had failed and a second move was needed. Bi Ryuyeon shook her head, seemingly unmoved by Long Tianming's praise.

"It's not perfect, because it didn't protect my valuable clothing."

True to her word, the front of his top had been cut clean off from top to bottom, exposing the bare skin of his chest. Luckily, there was no blood, but any deeper and it would have been dangerous.

"That was a very good swipe, sir. Such a clean swipe, without a hint of reserve… I could have gotten you killed if I hadn't done it right."

Bi Ryuyeon was still smiling. As if she didn't care about the surprise earlier……. However, the damage to her clothing was extremely offensive.

"Hahaha! You're too kind. I must have made a mistake. I was supposed to be gentle, but I ruined your clothes, so I'm sorry for this……?"

This time, he was saying, don't feel smug about getting away with it.

"You're both great."

Eunseulan was genuinely impressed.

Yong Tianmei, whose martial arts were based on Shaolin martial arts that were far from pleasurable, and Bi Ryuyeon, who was able to wield a sword like the one just before, dodging that white flash of light with a residual effect! Both of them were tremendous martial artists.

"That's amazing… really……."

This was in line with the story of the menacing presence in the tower.

"What happens from here?"

The question in Eunseulan's mind was the same question that both Na Yerin and Mo Yonghui felt now. The shackles that had been placed on the woman harboring Han, the Maharishi, had been broken. The situation was now entering a new phase.

'My body is finally free!

Maha Ling rejoiced in her heart. She finally had a chance to get revenge on the unsightly Bi Ryuyeon. How could he not be happy?

"Brace yourself!"

It was said that if a woman holds a grudge, it will cause a series of frosty weather events in the month of May. It was a terrifying grudge.

"Wait!"

Bi Ryuyeon held out her hand, stopping Maharishi's revenge play.

"What? You can't come and beg on your knees now."

Now he was in no mood to forgive her for dancing naked in circles on the stage. If she didn't pay back the humiliation and shame she had suffered, with interest, she would be so angry she would catch a vase. Revenge was necessary, if only for a good night's sleep.

"You'd better not move if you don't want to get mauled."

Even when faced with the fiery flesh of a Mach spirit, Bi Ryuyeon remained unperturbed. There was no way she could be so confident without a trick up her sleeve.

"What are you talking about, it's ugly!"

It was a mistake to dismiss her words as mere bluster and move on. Although Bi Ryuyeon usually appeared to be very light-hearted, she had never been a bluffer.

Sarak!

Her crimson silk sash broke loose and fell to the floor. Luckily, the top and bottom were attached, so she was spared the disgrace of having her pants fall off, but she couldn't help but freak out. Her face went white with horror.

"Gahhhhhhh!"

A scream erupted from her pale mouth.

"What the… what the… what the… is this……."

He was too stunned to speak. The people watching with wide eyes were also stunned, but Long Tianming's astonishment was the greatest of all. His eyes were wide as if they could tear.

"See? You're regretting it, I warned you."

It sounded like an adult spanking a child who didn't listen. It was a way of saying, "It's your fault you didn't heed the warning, so I'm not to blame," but it also sounded like it was just a simple drug post.

Maha Ling was too dismissive of Bi Ryuyeon. By the time he'd gotten to know her, he'd already wired her entire body with the brain thread. He wasn't stupid enough to do this without any safeguards, which is why he was able to let her go in peace.

You never know! It's always a good lesson to learn.

Although his hand had fallen off, he was still a maharishi, like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, like Goku in the palm of the Buddha, unable to escape the bondage of Bi Ryuyeon.

Her face scrunched up in deep humiliation. It felt like she'd been humiliated for the rest of her life in one day.

"Now, why don't you just stop apologizing, please, let go, and I'm sorry. How's that for easy?"

I felt like I was being made fun of, and it was a devastating feeling. It was hard to react because I didn't know what they were trying to do.

"Is this the price I pay for misbehaving and saying the wrong thing?

If so, the price was too high.

But in hindsight, things had gotten out of hand. The point at which control was possible had already passed. The situation was now running wild, like a wild horse that had escaped its master's reins. The only sign of calm was when a passing dog secretly ate it.

"Okay, now apologize!"

Bi Ryuyeon once again demanded an apology from Maha-ryung.

"This… this… this……."

His body trembled with feverish rage, but he was unable to take any action. The current situation was even worse than when his arm had been grabbed earlier. Now he couldn't even speak for fear of repercussions. No matter what, she was going to have to settle for free nakedness.