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Myriad Buddhas Sect.

Eight monks gathered together to discuss the matter of Duanmu Hong.

"She won't dare to come tonight, will she?" Abbot Xuan Si hesitantly said.

"She definitely won't dare to come," Old Monk Hui Ming said with a grin, "Duanmu Hong has already been scared off by our junior protector. As long as she's not a fool, she definitely won't come."

"Right, she wouldn't dare to come."

"If she did, it would be a disgrace to her."

"A wild woman of unknown origin dares to challenge the Myriad Buddhas Sect, she really has no idea what death is."

The other monks chimed in one after another.

"Trouble!" A disciple rushed in, frantically saying, "That demoness has come again!"

"What?"

"What?"

"She still dares to come?"

Old Monk Hui Ming and the others were furious, "Let's go, let's go out and see." A group of them charged out indignantly, and when they emerged, they found the junior protector already fighting Duanmu Hong.

"Junior protector, fight on! Kill that detestable woman!" Old Monk Hui Ming shouted loudly.

"Yes, kill her!!!" Abbot Xuan Si and the others joined in the shouting.

"Bang bang bang!"

Duanmu Hong launched several fierce attacks, then turned and fled from the Myriad Buddhas Sect. The junior protector chased her to the front gate but stopped pursuing her because for some reason he could not leave the Myriad Buddhas Sect, so he could only watch helplessly as Duanmu Hong made her escape.

This time, Duanmu Hong behaved against her usual manner; she did not hurry to leave but instead stood outside the gate, looking at the junior protector with a cold smile on her face.

"Ah! That demoness isn't running away!"

"Go! Go out and kill her!"

"You go. I'll be right behind you, cheering you on."

"I... I can't do it alone... I can't beat her..."

"If you can't beat her, then stop blabbering nonsense."

A bunch of monks squawked and chattered nonstop.

Old Monk Hui Ming slowly furrowed his brows, "The demoness is acting somewhat abnormal today."

"Indeed, a bit abnormal," Abbot Xuan Si nodded, "Look at her expression, so smug, her smile also very sinister. We should be careful, watch out for her scheming tricks."

"With the junior protector here, what's there to fear?" Old Monk Hui Ming dismissed the concern, "In the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks will shatter."

...

Duanmu Hong snorted coldly, "A bunch of spineless baldies, all you do is squawk useless nonsense. If you have the guts, come out and face me one-on-one."

"If you have the guts, come on in!" a loud-voiced monk shouted back, "Do you dare to come in? If you dare, then I'll respect you!"

"You have the guts to come out."

"You have the guts to come in."

"You come out!"

"You come in!"

Both parties stood their ground, neither willing to concede.

At that moment, Gao Fei staggered over and said, "Senior, take a rest. Leave the rest to me."

"And me," He Hentian ran over from a distance, laughing, "I just love to skirmish with words, haha..."

Duanmu Hong nodded, "You guys go ahead and give it your all; I'll be your protector from the sidelines."

"Alrighty!" Gao Fei glanced at He Hentian, "Your turn or mine…forget it, I'll go first! When I'm tired of cursing, I'll hand it over to you." Gao Fei took a few steps forward, cleared his throat, then lifted his hand, pointing at the monk across from him, "A bunch of clueless bald thieves."

"Whom are you cursing!" The monk on the other side was furious.

"I'm cursing you!" Gao Fei said nonchalantly, "All monks from the Myriad Buddhas Sect are fair game for my scorn, what trash."

"You scoundrel!!!"

"You're the son of a scoundrel!"

"You have no shame!"

"You are the grandson of shamelessness!"

"You... you should die..."

"You are the great-grandson who should die."

"Argh... You're infuriating me to death!" A hot-tempered dark-faced monk charged out with a Zen Staff in hand, swinging it toward Gao Fei, "Scoundrel, I'm going to annihilate you today."

Gao Fei stood still, unfazed, without a hint of panic on his face.

"Swoosh!"

A figure flew over, kicking the dark-faced monk away. It was none other than Duanmu Hong. She had said she would be the protector for Gao Fei and He Hentian, not allowing anyone to harm them. She was a woman of her word.

Duanmu Hong stood her ground, raising her head high with murder in her eyes, "Who else objects? Hurry up and step forward, and I'll send him to Western Heaven!" In the entire Myriad Buddhas Sect, only the ancestral master inspired wariness in Duanmu Hong; the rest were as inconsequential as chickens and dogs, utterly insignificant! And the only one who could be a threat, the ancestral master, couldn't leave the sect. Thus, Duanmu Hong feared nothing.

"That old bald coot named 'Ancestral Master', you have no shame," Gao Fei berated loudly, "Hiding in the Myriad Buddhas Sect, afraid to come out, bullying us with your sheer numbers. What kind of high monk are you supposed to be? Pah! At best, you're a third-rate monk, just wasting air, time, and emotions! If I were you, I'd have long ago found a rock to smash my head on, saved myself from further embarrassment."

"Old bald coot, being ugly isn't your fault, but scaring people by coming out is. Better find a hole to crawl into, don't come out and frighten others."

"Look at you, all fat and greasy, you must have eaten plenty of meat, right? And no shortage of wine, right? You're nothing but a bona fide gluttonous monk."

"On the surface, you look so upright, like some high and mighty monk, but you're full of crooked thoughts of theft and debauchery."

Gao Fei, one hand on his hip, the other pointing at the Ancestral Master, cursed with such relish and spittle flying everywhere.

The Ancestral Master's face grew uglier by the second, having lived so long, yet never before humiliated to his face, and never with such unsavory words. Was he angry? Of course he was! He wanted desperately to rush out and tear Gao Fei limb from limb, but alas, he couldn't leave the Myriad Buddhas Sect. Moreover, he'd practiced Silent Zen and couldn't speak, reduced to watching Gao Fei curse him while he couldn't retort. The frustration inside him was overwhelming.

"Let me have a go at cursing," He Hentian couldn't wait any longer. He burst forth, starting his tirade, "Ancestral Master, I heard your Dharma name is 'Jie Se'? What an impressive Dharma name indeed. I'm just wondering, why such a wicked cool name? Could it be because you caused so much distress to young girls in the past, inciting divine and human wrath, that you had no choice but to turn monk and take on a Dharma name like 'Jie Se'?"

"Hmm, it must be so! Old bald coot, you really have no shame, getting up there in age and still preying on little girls, utterly shameless."

"Myriad Buddhas Sect, having trash like you as an ancestral master, truly the misfortune of eight lifetimes."

"With all the evil you've done, do you often have nightmares? Do you spend every night kneeling before Buddha statues repenting? Let me tell you, it's useless, downright futile. Say something nice, beg me, and I may give you a piece of advice."

"Oh, I forgot, you're a mute! Can't speak a word! Never mind, out of pity for your pitiable state, I'll just tell you straight... Suicide is your best way out! In death, you can forget all troubles and cleanse the ill will from your body, killing two birds with one stone. By the way, do you know how to commit suicide? It's quite simple, actually. Find a secluded spot and self-destruct. If you're quick about it, you won't feel a thing."

He Hentian's mouth was truly venomous...