Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

"Yi Taoist, cease your actions,"

"You all must stop fighting."

The Sword Immortal floated in mid-air, emitting a startled cry.

With jade-like hands, she formed a sword gesture and the green sword leaped from its scabbard, ready to join the fray.

However, at that moment, a gentle circle of Buddhist light enveloped her.

It was the frenzied monk Kong Xiang, emerging from the riverbank crowd, stepping in front of the Sword Immortal and matching her palm for palm.

The result was a dead heat.

His intervention immediately propelled the atmosphere at the scene to a new climax.

Many marveled at the spectacular display unfolding on the banks of the Wu River that day.

"Isn't that Diān Hé Shang, one of the 'Three Eccentrics of Buddhism'?" someone knowledgeable within the crowd recognized Kong Xiang, who had stepped in front of the Sword Immortal.

"Diān Hé Shang? Who is that?" someone asked, not understanding.

In the world, every poison has its antidote within five steps.

In the company of three, one is my teacher.

At this moment, thousands of onlookers, drawn by the battle, had gathered on the banks of the Wu River.

Among them were many bold ordinary people and masters of profound internal strength and courage.

According to the sage's saying, there were no fewer than three hundred 'teachers' among them.

When someone asked out of ignorance, there was bound to be someone who would clarify for the masses.

Sure enough, someone in the crowd took it upon themselves to explain.

The 'Three Eccentrics of Buddhism' referred to the most unconventional practitioners within this generation of Buddhist cultivators.

They were the Demon Buddha, the Charmed Monk, and Diān Hé Shang.

As for Diān Hé Shang, he ranked thirteenth on the Dragon Tiger List.

"Great Master, why do you obstruct me?" the Sword Immortal's eyebrows knitted slightly. Even veiled, one could sense a trace of anger gracing the countenance of this graceful immortal lady.

However, facing the Sword Immortal's rebuke, Kong Xiang remained deaf as a block, turning a blind eye.

Instead, he spoke as he parried her moves.

"Yesterday while drinking with Yi Taoist, the Taoist shared a story with me that greatly enlightened me, and today I wish to consult with my fellow Daoist on this matter."

"Yi Taoist mentioned a village with two villagers, one named Da Xiong, whose physique was weaker, and one named Fatty Tiger, who was rather robust."

"When a conflict arose between the two and you found Fatty Tiger bullying Da Xiong, there were four possible choices."

"The first is to aid Fatty Tiger, the second is to help Da Xiong, the third is to walk away, out of sight, out of mind, and the fourth is to scold both for fighting, as both are at fault,"

"Which would you choose, Fairy?"

"Forget it, let me just tell it straight. Yi Taoist said to me, aside from the second option, all other three amount to helping Fatty Tiger."

"I believe Yi Taoist is right!"

Great Master Kong Xiang brought his hands together, and suddenly, a gigantic Buddhist swastika emerged in the sky, pressing down toward the Sword Immortal.

"Nonsense."

"You're equivocating, Great Master Kong Xiang. If you don't desist now, someone will lose their life,"

"It's true that Fatty Tiger's bullying is deplorable, but Taoist Yi Chengzi's intervention is equally tyrannical. He is no Da Xiong; he is a fierce tiger."

The Sword Immortal pierced through the great swastika with her green sword, shattering it into a shower of luminous splendor, her anger evident in her retort.

"Before the sneak attack by the Overbearing Blade, if it were not for the astounding cultivation of Yi Taoist, he would already be dead."

"Fairy, you've been corrupted,"

"The creed of the Stop Killing Sword Hut is universal love, non-aggression."

"Yet universal love does not mean loving everything; non-aggression is not without contention."

"With such actions, Sword Immortal, the Stop Killing Sword Hut will surely perish because of you."

"You of the Stop Killing Sword Hut cannot bear the karma of discerning good and evil in this world."

Diān Hé Shang Kong Xiang shook his head in regret, seemingly lamenting her lack of contention. He muttered a Buddhist chant, and another colossal Buddhist seal appeared.

"Master, if you do not stop now, someone will die because of you. How will you achieve Buddhahood, what kind of Buddhism are you practicing?" The Sword Immortal was frantic, as Kong Xiang's foundation far exceeded her expectations; his mana was enormously vast, surpassing his peers, sticking to her like adhesive and impossible to shake off.

"Ha ha, in all my life, why should I have to explain my actions to others!"

"My relics have always cultivated within a sea of blood!"

"Why should some be exempt from death? 'Good brings good return, evil brings retribution' - I uphold this. The Overbearing Blade has slaughtered indiscriminately, which I have long heard about since leaving the temple. Yi Taoist is the recompense for his life. In consideration of your honorable teacher, Fairy, you'd better not get involved in this karma."

"Why do I need to become a Buddha, for, in truth, I am Buddha, and everyone is Buddha."

"This monk is truly sincere in my path! I'm done pretending; damn it, I just can't stand the sight of Domineering Blade. Sword Fairy, bring it on!"

The crazed monk burst into laughter like a madman, spouting mad words as he summoned a violent True Void Palm Strike towards Sword Fairy.

"Holy shit, I can actually deal with Master Kong Xiang? Invite him for a meal, and he's really up for it~" While Yi Chen was engaged in a fierce battle with the demon-possessed Domineering Blade, he also spared a portion of his attention to follow the battle on the crazed monk's side.

Thus, he heard every word the crazed monk said.

He would remember this favor.

Since Kong Xiang had already taken on Sword Fairy, Yi Chen no longer needed to be distracted by that concern.

It was time to show his true power.

The power of the True Yang Spirit.

"Domineering Blade, you think you are worthy of this name?" Yi Chen snarled with a sinister smile.

At this moment, Domineering Blade's consciousness was entirely suppressed by the demon sword and couldn't respond to Yi Chen. With a roar, as if tireless, he lifted his blade to strike again.

"Demon Blade Momentum - Dawn Breaks!"

A grand blade qi slashed out from Domineering Blade's hand. Covered in blood, the 'he' that was now demonically possessed didn't spare his body, intent only on killing the imposing Daoist before him.

The blood-colored blade light appeared in an instant, swelling against the wind. Amidst the white surges, a streak of red blade light emerged, like the first light of breaking dawn, but it was not as warm as the morning light; instead, it carried a boundless desire for slaughter.

A single strike divided the river!

Cutting through a myriad of waves!

Endless blade qi flooded out from the demon blade's edge, hurtling towards Yi Chen's head with a force that could destroy heaven and earth.

This strike, there was no avoiding it.

However, Yi Chen had no intention of avoiding it at all.

He chanted the word "Pure Yang" in his heart.

An imposing Daoist phantom stood tall above the river's surface, the mighty deep blue Inner Qi turning the river water into a mist.

Yi Chen bathed in the river of blade qi, moving against the current while continually throwing punches, swiftly charging towards Domineering Blade.

The intense blade qi friction against his True Yang Spirit's Daoist phantom sparked bursts of fire.

Yet Yi Chen remained unfazed.

This was the real substance of the damage-resistant Yi Taoist who could also dish out high injury.

He could withstand it!

By the time the river of blade qi had eroded away his True Yang Spirit's phantom, he would have already made enough round trips to reach Domineering Blade.

Boom!

Fist met blade!

Centered around the two of them, the river water within dozens of meters instantly exploded upwards and cleared away.

The onlookers' eyes widened, only to see a large green hand grasping the tip of Domineering Blade's blade.
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The cold voice of Yi Chen swept across the area.

"Got you, you little bastard."

"Ora!"

Fists fell like raindrops, hammering onto Domineering Blade.

The demon sword slowly faded in color in Domineering Blade's hand, and his eyes began to clear.

"Taoist... Taoist, stop... stop hitting, I'm wrong...." Domineering Blade struggled as he begged for mercy.

"Domineering Blade, without a domineering heart, you dare to claim the name Domineering Blade? You dare to provoke me?"

"Your purity, it's too low!"

Yi Chen's face wore a pleased smile as he delivered a punch right to the head. Simultaneously, the river water that had been blasted into the sky also happened to fall back down, obscuring what followed.

A circle of red blood water emerged on the surface of the river.

Yi Chen walked out of the river's center, dragging Domineering Blade's corpse like dragging a dead dog, leaving deep footprints.

"Pretty Sheep, Fiery Sheep isn't moving anymore, huh?" Yi Chen said to Sword Fairy with a smile.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Upon erasing the demonic thoughts residing within the demon sword with his Pure Yang Inner Qi, he was shocked to find it had released five hundred Deep Red Points.

"There's such a windfall?" Yi Chen was ecstatic inside.

He had improved once again.