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Tens of thousands of people stood together cursing and swearing, and the scene was indeed quite sensational. Initially, the disciples of Myriad Buddhas Sect managed to restrain themselves, avoiding overly offensive language, but as the confrontation dragged on, they became desperate and lost control. They hurled every curse word they knew, and for a moment, the air was thick with profanities that echoed throughout the entire sect.

Old monk Hui Ming, who was listening from the side, nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad, these disciples are indeed worth training."

Xuan Si, the abbot standing by, rolled his eyes. Why does that comment feel off? Being good at cursing makes one worthy of cultivation? What kind of reasoning is that?

"Very good! Extremely good!" old monk Hui Ming laughed. "With these eloquent disciples, we're not afraid of Gao Fei and He Hentian anymore! If they dare to come tonight, I will make them so angry they'll cough up blood!"

...

While the disciples of Myriad Buddhas Sect were training in swearing, Gao Fei and the others were also cursing, their target being none other than that arrogant junior patriarch.

"Unimaginable! It's truly unimaginable!" He Hentian exclaimed. "Despite being cursed so horribly by us, he actually bore it? Not even a fart? What kind of endurance is that? I'm starting to admire him!"

"Indeed, he can really endure," nodded Gao Fei. "Others would have gone crazy by now, yet he can keep cool. That's impressive."

"Because he's very clear in his mind, once he opens his mouth, years of Silent Zen cultivation will be ruined, and all his efforts will go down the drain," said Duanmu Hong calmly. "That's why he must endure! I would do the same if I were him."

"Every person has a limit to their patience. Once that limit is broken, they lose their calm and act rashly," Gao Fei commented. "What we need to do is to push the junior patriarch's limits until he loses his composure and becomes impulsive."

"Easier said than done," sighed He Hentian.

"I know it's difficult, but we must do it," Gao Fei said grimly, his gaze icy. "I refuse to believe that the junior patriarch can hold out forever!"

...

In the following days, Gao Fei, He Hentian, and Duanmu Hong went to Myriad Buddhas Sect to curse every evening, mainly directing their abuse at the junior patriarch Tianji.

Gao Fei and He Hentian took turns, Gao Fei cursing until tired, then He Hentian took over, He Hentian cursing until exhausted, then back to Gao Fei, from dusk till almost dawn.

Myriad Buddhas Sect arranged a large number of disciples to counter Gao Fei and He Hentian's cursing, yet in the end, they were all defeated...

"It won't do, they curse too well, we can't out-swear them."

"They are too shameless, they can say anything."

"Too disgraceful, truly too disgraceful."

"How can there be such people in the world?"

The disciples of Myriad Buddhas Sect all had long faces, trembling with frustration.

"Useless trash!" old monk Hui Ming shouted angrily. "Get out of my sight! Don't let me see you again!!! Get out!!!"

"Great Elder, please calm down," abbot Xuan Si tried to calm him. "If these disciples can't make it, we'll just get another group..."

"What's the use? Huh, what's the use!" old monk Hui Ming said in a huff. "I see now that even if I call over all the disciples, we can't out-swear the opposition."

"The main issue is that our opponents have no shame; there's nothing they won't say," Xuan Si said with a wry smile. "In contrast, Myriad Buddhas Sect's disciples are relatively more conservative..."

"That's not being conservative; that's being stupid," Hui Ming scolded. "A thousand people can't out-swear two? It's laughable! Utterly ridiculous!"

"If we can't out-swear them, then we stop swearing," said the Third Elder decisively. "From now on, we'll act as if we hear nothing and ignore them. Over time, they'll get bored and withdraw on their own."

"That is one way to handle it, but... it's just too frustrating," Xuan Si remarked.

"Then what do you suggest?" the Third Elder asked irritatedly. "You give us an idea."

"I... I can't think of a good idea at the moment..."

"Then let's go with my plan."

Eventually, everyone adopted the Third Elder's suggestion. They all pretended to be deaf and mute. No matter how vigorously Gao Fei and He Hentian cursed, they simply ignored them, and this strategy indeed had its effect.

"Motherfuckers! These bald donkeys are actually pretending to be deaf and dumb," cursed He Hentian. "That's so shameless."

"If they keep pretending to be deaf and dumb, then our plan will be useless," Gao Fei frowned.

"You better think of something fast," said He Hentian.

Gao Fei looked up at the sky, "It's almost dawn, let's leave for now and come back tomorrow night."

And so, the three of them soared into the sky and left.

Seeing Gao Fei and his companions leave, the monks, including Hui Ming, breathed a sigh of relief. The bringers of bad luck had finally left, and they could relax for a bit.

...

After returning to the cave they were hiding in, Gao Fei and his companions started to discuss how to deal with the Myriad Buddhas Sect.

"We've been cursing for several days now, and that little ancestor Tianji has still not spoken a word," said Gao Fei with a stern face. "His endurance is too strong!"

"This is a tough one," He Hentian showed a worried expression. "Now the monks of the Myriad Buddhas Sect have started to pretend to be deaf and silent, completely ignoring us. This move is really too sinister."

What's the fun in cursing? It's in seeing the other party become furious and frustrated. If the other party remains calm and ignores you, then you lose a lot of the fun.

"This can't go on," Gao Fei shook his head. "That little ancestor Tianji has lived for a hundred thousand years, and has already become so crafty, it's extremely difficult to make him lose his composure."

"What? Are you thinking of giving up?"

"Not giving up! But we need to employ some special means."

"Special means?"

"Every person has a weakness, and little ancestor Tianji is no exception. As long as we find little ancestor Tianji's weakness, we can make him lose his composure."

"What is little ancestor Tianji's weakness?"

"I don't know."

"Go ask those two monks; they might know," the two monks He Hentian referred to were Xuan Wu and Xuan Fei.

...

"We don't know!" Xuan Wu and Xuan Fei shook their heads vigorously, "We really don't know!"

"How about this, you two go back to the Myriad Buddhas Sect and find out," Gao Fei said. "I don't care what methods you use, you must find out little ancestor Tianji's weakness, or else, hmph, you'll be dead meat."

"How can you do this to us," Xuan Wu was furious. "You haven't delivered on your last promise yet, and now you're making us spies again. Do you have no sense of right and wrong at all?"

"Yeah, do you have any principles at all?" Xuan Fei's face was also full of anger.

Gao Fei laughed, but it was a cold laugh. "So what if I'm being unreasonable? What can you do about it?"

"You... you..." Xuan Wu and Xuan Fei were so angry they were at a loss for words.

Gao Fei turned to look at Duanmu Hong, "Senior, I need to trouble you once more."

Duanmu Hong walked over, stretched out her hands, and pressed them against the heads of Xuan Wu and Xuan Fei. It didn't take long before she withdrew her hands, "The seven-day poison. You have seven days, come back after seven days for the antidote."

Xuan Wu and Xuan Fei were so angry they felt like vomiting blood. Goddamn it, is there no limit to this bullying!!!