At this mont.
Kunlun.
Dream Divine Sect.
A beautiful grand temple stood atop the mountain peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a dreamlike realm.
Atop the mountain, a white-clad figure.
A maiden.
An absolutely stunning maiden.
The maiden’s skin was whiter than snow, with crescent eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and eyes as clear as a pool of water, carrying an air of graceful elegance. Her gaze was cold and aloof, as if she were an immortal fairy, overlooking the mortals of the world.
Her eyes resembled rippling autumn water, tightly clutching a jade pendant, staring into the distance, as if trying to pierce through the clouds and see everything beyond.
Her aura was like that of a fairy, making all the won in the world feel ashad and unworthy to defile her presence.
Her aloof yet captivating deanor held a soul-stealing allure, making her unforgettable to all.
Her ten fingers were slender, like green onions dipped in white jade.
Her skin resembled mutton-fat jadeware, white with a pinkish hue.
"Sister Chu Mo, are you thinking about him again?"
"If those despicable n knew that one of the top ten geniuses of Kunlun had her heart set on soone, they’d definitely be heartbroken and tearful."
A girl with twin ponytails popped her head out from behind, speaking mischievously.
Lin Chumo’s delicate cheeks were as red as fire, her head lowered, her eyes filled with endless tenderness as she murmured to herself, "Ye Tian, how are you?"
"Chumo misses you."
The girl with twin ponytails rolled her eyes, her head tilted disdainfully, "Sister Chumo, he seems quite ordinary."
"Kunlun’s many Heavenly Prides and outstanding talents could easily crush him. I think..."
Lin Chumo’s face turned cold as she looked at the ponytailed girl, "Ling’er, if you keep talking like this, I won’t speak to you anymore."
Ling’er was startled by Lin Chumo’s cold expression, hurriedly stepping back a few paces.
She thought, "Sister Chumo looks terrifying when she’s angry, humph, just what kind of despicable man is he."
"I wonder how Sister Yunxi is doing?"
Lin Chumo’s gaze was distant, her faint aura slightly leaking, causing Ling’er’s mouth to drop open.
"Sister... Sister Chumo, you’ve broken through to the Spirit Martial Realm?"
She was sowhat bewildered, Lin Chumo had only been in the Dream Divine Sect for a re month, how could her cultivation speed be so fast?
Hacked the system?
Knowing Lin Chumo had just arrived with only a Yellow Rank cultivation, how could she now be at the Spirit Martial Realm?
Others need decades to reach this realm, but she’s faster than a rocket.
Incredible.
Lin Chumo looked at Ling’er indifferently and nodded, "Yesterday, I unconsciously broke through."
"Master says I can leave the sect once I reach Xuanwu Realm. I’m going to cultivate now, Ling’er, goodbye."
With that, Lin Chumo floated away like a fairy, disappearing from Ling’er’s sight.
Ling’er stood there in a daze, clenching her fists, "No way, Sister Chumo is so exceptional, I absolutely can’t let her be tainted by the disgusting n of the Mortal World."
"I must stop them."
With that, she hurried away.
.......
Xiangshan Temple.
The temple door was kicked open, Ye Tian and Le Chen the monk turned at the sound.
A minivan was parked at the entrance.
The door opened, and down ca more than a dozen tattooed thugs, bare-chested, holding iron rods, their purpose clear, they were here for Xiangshan Temple.
A middle-aged man walked up front, surveying Ye Tian, sneering, "Kid, this temple doesn’t accept visitors, leave quickly."
Ye Tian said flatly, "The temple door is wide open, how could it not accept visitors."
"Who are you? Don’t disturb the peaceful land of Buddhists."
The middle-aged man picked up an iron rod, knocking it against his hand, speaking coldly, "This mountain has already been bought by our boss."
"This broken temple refuses to move! Today, I’m here to tear it down."
"Punk, don’t ddle, or if you’re injured, we won’t be sorry."
Ye Tian raised his gaze, saying calmly, "What if I insist on ddling?"
Arrogant!!
Extrely arrogant!
The middle-aged man was initially stunned, he had called more than a dozen brothers, was this young man blind??
How dare he be so brazen!!
"Well then, we’ll start with you as a warning." The middle-aged man shouted coldly, "Get him!"
The bare-chested thugs, without a word, waved their iron rods and charged at Ye Tian.
"Leave him breathless, let him understand the price of ddling!"
The middle-aged man, arms crossed confidently, watched ahead, it was impossible to lose against one when they had so many.
What a joke.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Amidst the crowd, collisions and screams sounded.
Under the chaotic bombardnt, Ye Tian remained calm, dodging each hit effortlessly, while punching and kicking the thugs attacking him.
Each ti Ye Tian struck, soone fell to the ground, in great pain.
"Damn, this dude is too tough, grab the monk beside him."
One gangster looked at Le Chen, raising his iron rod aid at Le Chen’s forehead.
Ye Tian shook his head, this guy was indeed testing the edge of insanity.
Sure enough.
"Bam!"
Le Chen lightly raised his right hand, blocking the hit, producing a loud tallic sound.
The iron rod shattered into two pieces!
The thug, holding half a broken rod, was utterly dumbfounded.
At this mont, he only thought of escaping, wanting to go ho.
Le Chen the monk said softly, "Benefactor, lay down the butcher’s knife and turn back."
Then he kicked him.
"Pfft!"
The thug spat out a mouthful of blood, flying back dozens of ters, unable to rise.
The once confident middle-aged man saw his subordinates being beaten one by one, his heart started to panic.
In the blink of an eye, over a dozen n lay on the ground, groaning in pain, "Ahhh!!"
"Th-this..."
The middle-aged man’s legs went limp, quickly retreating to the van, trying to drive away.
Ye Tian glanced, picked up an iron rod from the ground, and threw it at him.
"Crash!"
The middle-aged man stumbled to the ground, looking at Ye Tian in horror.
How could such a powerful person exist in this world??
Ye Tian walked over step by step, looking down at him, lifting him up, saying flatly:
"Who is your boss?? Who ordered you to demolish Xiangshan Temple?"
The middle-aged man was like a weak chicken, held in Ye Tian’s hand.
Seeing Ye Tian’s cold gaze, he trembled.
"I...I’m the manager from Tiancheng Villa, we’re developing a villa area here."
"This temple wouldn’t move, we couldn’t proceed."
The middle-aged man cried with tears and snot, while observing Ye Tian’s expression.
Ye Tian looked at him and said, "Chu Tiancheng??"
The middle-aged man rejoiced inside, definitely, sothing could be done. "Yes, it’s our Mr. Chu, you see... perhaps..."
But the next scene left him utterly dumbfounded.
Ye Tian took out his phone, dialed a number, "Chu Tiancheng, I am at Xiangshan Temple, co see now."
The call ended before the other side could speak.
The middle-aged man felt contemptuous, Mr. Chu was so busy, would co just because he was told, and even commanded.
What a fool.
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