Chapter 286 - Compromise of Monk Kuye

Chapter 286 Compromise of Monk Kuye

The withered and old eyes of Kuye were fixed on Qin Hao. He was just staring at Qin Hao. He was still staring even when the black cloud in his hand was growing thicker and eroding his hand.

Qin Hao was staring at him too. He stared at him with curiosity and he did not know what the man was going to do. Should he wait until his hand had totally been eroded and the Yin Energy had invaded into his body and destroyed him?

"Master, your hand...!" At that moment, a monk down there informed Kuye in the sky loudly to let him take care of his hand.

People down there naturally looked at the hand, the one disappeared in the black cloud. It was so scaring for them to see it. Meanwhile, it was harder for them to imagine how Kuye could bear the pain piercing into bones, which couldn’t be stood by humans.

Qin Hao stared at Kuye. The indifference on his face was transformed gradually to surprise and confusion.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Kuye opened his mouth, uttered hoarsely. On his withered and thin forehead, there was all sweat falling.

"Benefactor Qin, General Li, what if you let me die and let them live? Is that ok?"

That made all people shocked and moved. Even Qin Hao felt quite astounded and touched. He didn’t know what to say for a while.

"Master, why bother? Is that worthwhile to save these people?" Qin Hao sighed.

"Buddha is merciful. Saving a life earns more merit than building a pagoda of seven stories. My life for these people's lives. That's worthwhile." Kuye's withered and thin face turned pale. He was bearing inhumane pain, but his expression and tone sounded still so determined.

"Master, we don't want to kill them." Down there, Li Zhanwu stood again on the tank and answered loudly with the loudspeaker, "If they remove their martial cultivation, we will not find trouble with them."

Kuye had a miserable and bitter smile, "For Martial Cultivators, removing martial cultivation is like killing them. General Li, please show mercy."

"This...?" Li Zhanwu was made speechless by the old monk.

"General, what should we do?" Some officers next to the tank became anxious. They could not just do nothing in such a situation.

Li Zhanwu felt quite hesitated. He thought for quite a while and said, "Ok. Master, we will make a step back for you. Experts below Perfection Stage don't have to remove their martial cultivation. However, those above must do it. That's my bottom line."

People below Perfection Stage wouldn’t be a big threat. Li Zhanwu could make use of the Sky Group to deal with them. However, experts above the Perfection Stage must remove their cultivation. Or, many problems could emerge in the future. The action this time that consumed so much power would then be in vain.

Hearing Li Zhanwu's words, most Martial Cultivators on the scene felt quite dissatisfied. People gathering here were all elites, many of which were above Perfection Stage and they were the core force of all sects. If they remove their own cultivation, the sects would be seriously hurt. They would not like to see it happen. Of course, that was what Li Zhanwu wanted, which was to weaken them as much as possible.

"Amitabha, thanks for General Li's mercy. Nevertheless, I hope you can absolve all of them." Kuye was much more unreasonable and stubborn than ordinary people.

"Master, you’re asking too much. You are forcing me." Qin Hao said in a cold tone. "Today they must all remove their martial cultivation. This is for the good of the nation, which cannot be given up because of your own so-called mercy and the unknown seven-story high pagoda. You can choose to die and that's your choice. I have no right to interfere. However, your death cannot change anything. They have two options, abandoning their cultivation or death. There is no third choice and no one, including you, can stop me!"

Qin Hao also said in a determined tone. As he finished his words, his momentum grew again.

"Since you will not leave with Crouching-Dragon Temple's people and you want to die with them. I will help you. It's your choice and you should not blame me."

Qin Hao lost all his patience. There were all frozen air flowing around his body. The air temperature decreased sharply.

"People down there, listen. The last chance for you. Whoever do not remove their martial cultivation within three minutes, die!"

The last word "die" was highlighted and stressed. The word was like thunder rolling above those Martial Cultivators' heads. In the rolling sound, they could not help trembling hard and they all heard constant buzz sound.

Since he had said so, Li Zhanwu could say no more.

One minute later, half of the arm of Kuye was eroded and people down there were in dead quietness.

"Master, say yes to him. At least we people below Perfection Stage can survive. You can then save many people and that will be your countless merits and virtues." Some people could not bear the dead quietness and stress and yelled. Naturally, they were Martial Cultivators below Perfection Stage.

As the man said, there was a Perfection Stage expert yelling with anger, "Shameless coward, how can you say so. You should die first." With one palm, a miserable scream was heard. The man was killed immediately by the Perfection Stage Expert's palm.

Seeing such a scene, those Martial Cultivators below Perfection Stage who also wanted to yell had to shut up. They watched around with alert and consciously escape from the surrounding Perfection Stage experts.

"Alas, Sadhu, Sadhu. Buddha is merciful. Ok, Benefactor Qin and General Li, I accept your requirements and I will leave immediately with Crouching-Dragon Temple's people. However, you have to keep your promise and let the people below Perfection Stage go." Kuye made a compromise under the aggressiveness of Qin Hao. He might die but he couldn’t cause more damage to Crouching-Dragon Temple at the same time.

With a sigh of helplessness, Kuye's left hand was transformed into a knife cutting towards his right hand.

"Crack". The arm which was to be eroded totally was cut down. "Hiss". It fell down with the sound. People down there screamed and dodged, for fear of touching any slight piece of the terrible black cloud.

"Crouching-Dragon Temple's people, stand out and go back with me." Kuye held the arm where it was cut to stop the bleeding blood. He said in a weak tone.

Crouching-Dragon Temple's people wanted to leave. Hearing the call, they instantly stood out.

Seeing that Crouching-Dragon Temple's Martial Cultivators were released, other Martial Cultivators were anxious. Some of them even cried.

"Master, you cannot do that. We are still here. You cannot leave us alone. Help, master!"

"Master, master..., aren't you an enlightenment monk who spreads Buddha's mercy? How can you ignore our calls for help?"

"..."

"Amitabha. I have done all what I can do. I am not capable, Benefactors. You might as well remove your own cultivation. Amitabha. That's sinful sinful..."

With sorry and helpless feelings, Kuye left with Crouching-Dragon Temple's people in people's scolding sound. At least, he had saved people of Crouching-Dragon Temple.

"Pooh! The bald old donkey. What bullshit enlightenment monk. He is just a selfish man who cares only about his own people. Damn Buddha and damn mercy."

"It is blind for us to pin our hope on him. He has just fake mercy and virtue. He is the hypocritic bald donkey with a cover of Buddha."

"That's right. A hypocritical bald donkey."

...

Seeing people down there who were getting angry and scolding Kuye and their ugly faces, Qin Hao sneered out of contempt. If Kuye had saved them, would it be worthwhile?

These people were just a bunch of trash. If they needed you, they would praise and flatter you. If they didn't, they could kill you whenever they want.

Though Kuye failed to save them today, what Kuye had done just now was real. Was the bearing of the inhumane pain of his hand's being eroded a fake?

The ugly faces of these people irritated not only Qin Hao but also other people who participated in the siege. They deepened the determination to siege and kill them was righteous.

"You all go dying. Wish you can be good men in next life."

Qin Hao had a cold smile and raised his big hand up to press down with great momentum.

"Bang". With a loud sound and a lot of smoke and dust, the land was shaken, and numerous people perished.

"No, you are wrong. We are not Perfection Stage Experts. You have promised to master to let us go."

Martial Cultivators below Perfection Stage were yelling.

"I did not make a mistake. You all deserve this." Qin Hao wore a cold smile and launched another palm.

"Boom boom boom..."

Up in the sky, one and one palms fell down successively. There were constant loud sounds could be heard and the land kept shaking. Dust and smoke had swallowed the square down there. Blood soon ran into a river.

"Don't Kill me! Don't kill me! I am willing to remove cultivation. I surrender!"

"Boom!"

There was no response. The palms fell down and swallowed their voices and figures through the smog rising up to the sky.

"Let's fight with them! Kill!"

People who were still alive yelled and attacked Li Zhanwu and others.

"Ready, shoot!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The tanks' muzzles rumbled and shot in the thick smoke.

"Boom boom..."

Shells landed and exploded, setting off towering fire waves. Even Martial Cultivators were submerged by gunfire. They were shattered and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Slaughter. This was the one-sided slaughter.

The blood dyed the land and also the sky red.

The sun was bleeding and setting, and the red sun in the desert was at last hanging on the horizon.

In Shaxian Town, the slaughter finally ended when the sunset.

The town that had been seen as Martial Cultivators’ Holy Land was now a dead city. The practice field in the center of the town became the hell.

There were all scars, bodies, and rivers of blood.

Li Zhanwu who was standing on the peak of the practice field looked at the bodies down there. He could not help frowning and sighed. He said to the follower military officers, "Is it too cruel?"

"Uh, general, we have no choice. Moreover, as a solider, we have to experience the scene like it." An officer spoke with techniques.

Li Zhanwu sighed again: "Yes, soldiers are to go through the test of blood and fire. The soldiers surviving from a pile of dead people have the strongest fighting power. But we are now in a peace era and this scene is rarely seen. Are there some people who cannot adapt to it?"

"Cough, cough". A few following officers were embarrassed. One of them hesitated and answered, "General, it is hard for some people to adapt. Some of them threw up. And some officers also threw up."

Hearing it, Li Zhanwu turned serious and got angry, "You kidding? Soldiers and even military officers fear dead people. Are they real soldiers? If they are deployed to the battlefield, what can they do? To be a coward soldier?"

"General, well, we do not have enough real practices in war."

"You know that and you should not say more. You must strengthen your practices. It is not good. After this event, I will make a detailed report to superiors. We should carry out practical methods to make these soldiers experience blood. Soldiers who have not experienced killing are not real soldiers."

"Yes, yes, yes." They all nodded hard as chicken. In the face of Li Zhanwu, they had to be taught and trained. That made Li Zhanwu feel that he was still a general, a superior with authority.

But in the face of Qin Hao, damn, he had almost forgotten that he had strong authority.

Thinking of Qin Hao, he asked immediately, "Well, where is Qin Hao?"